Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in Super Smash Bros. or Final Fantasy Tactics Advance, only my OCs.

Chapter 1

The end of the beginning

She stood at the edge of the beach looking towards the ocean, but more precisely, the sunset. The wind was blowing towards her tossing her brown hair behind her head. She had a lot on her mind. She had been chosen to occupy a position in the Super Smash Bros. or, almost chosen. Every current smasher thought she could do it, but she had to impress the judges in the tournament coming up. Still, most considered her a shoo-in.

"I wonder where HE went, he left so abruptly after he was humiliated." She thought.

Her name was Rachel, and at 15, she was very pretty. She was a very good runner, and very strong and athletic, as opposed to many of her friends. She had Brown eyes and long brown hair to match. She was very intelligent and very well liked but had the trait of getting overdramatic at times.

At this point, she was remembering what had happened a month back. A boy had been brought to the academy like so many others. What was different about him was that while everyone had some sort of fighting prowess, he had what it seemed like none. After being jeered after losing a match, he ran into the Lost Woods, a place where there were said to be portals to other strange worlds.

"It is probably of no consequence" She thought as she jogged back to her house 10 miles inland.

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"Funny how these things turn out" he thought.

Just a month back, he had been clamoring to get back to this world, where he had been kidnapped from to go the academy of some foreign planet. It shouldn't have been a problem, but because he was kidnapped illegally, all of his power had been sapped from him. When he came to the place he soon came to know as the platform between worlds, otherwise known as Earth, he was no more than a normal Hume. After the constant hate of those who had powers, he ran into some woods in frustration and found a rusty old sword. However, at that very moment, he was whisked home by the forest's strange properties.

Now here he was, standing at the edge of a dying world. His world was in the process of being torn apart at the seams(literally) when Marche and his band of misfits cut the world threads. Now the only land left was this lone island with a ruined church.

His name was Juris, his real name hidden to everyone but him. He was 14 with dull blue eyes and thick, coarse, brown hair under his turban. He was extremely strong for the look of his body. He appeared to be a lean, fast, ninja. He was however, a lean, fast, strong Holy Knight. (that was what he preferred to call himself, everyone else called them paladins). His only weakness was his lack of social skills; he didn't communicate well.

But here he was standing on the only square mile left in Ivalice, the only person left in the world. He was staring into the sunset as the sun set for the final time, as a message came to him through a bottle floating in the water. He had been invited back to Earth to participate in a tournament to become a smash brother. He had no choice; he had to accept, he was going to die if he didn't.

"Yes! I will participate!" he yelled to no one it seemed. The land was disappearing fast, he had a few more seconds at best before he fell into the dark void. In that moment, a crystal formed around him. He was lifted into the sky and out of the fantasy Ivalice.

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Please R&R, any advice, criticism or praise is greatly appreciated.