The Real Smash Bros.
By dar3255
Disclaimer (or as close as I can make) : No, I do not own Mario, Luigi, Donkey Kong, Link, Samus, Captain Falcon, Ness, Yoshi, Kirby, Star Fox, Pikachu, Jigglypuff, and/or any other characters in this entire friggin' story because if I did, I would be sailing on my yacht instead of writing this. They are the property of Hal Laboratory, Inc. and Nintendo, but PLEEEEEAAAAZEEE don't sue me! I'm not worth anything anyway.
[Author's Note: Before you read there are a couple of things I want to say… I mean write. Firstly, while this is not a comedy, I may include a couple jokes. Jokes make the story a heck of a lot better, but I will keep the story serious as possible. Next, italics mean thinking, and brackets are for Author's Notes and I will usually have one before every chapter. Finally, there will be many chapters so if I don't say it's over then it's not over. This is my first fic and I do intend to finish this story, so if it is not done don't forget to check back on it later. Please review since it shows me what I need to improve upon. I take the good reviews with the bad, so please post honestly. The first chapter is just the explanation on how the characters even could meet each other.]
Chapter 1: The Origin of the Master Hand
Not too long ago, there was powerful magician giant whose name is unknown. He lived on a quiet planet in a different dimension than ours. After studying his magic book and trying many experiments, the magician theorized the existence of other dimensions. He found out that there were billions upon billions of different dimensions, almost an infinite amount. They contained all the different things that anyone could ever imagine, any world that you could ever dream of.
In order to finally prove his theory, the magician decided to try and travel through into another dimension using the power of his magic. It became his life long goal. After 50 years, he created a spell using black magic that enabled one object to create a rip in the dimensional barrier. He cast the spell on a white glove that he wore on his right hand. However, the spell had an unknown side effect, in which it brought to life the object upon which it was cast.
The glove became alive and did not realize where it was. It got scared and jumped off the magician's hand. Terrified, it created a hole in the dimensional barrier and vanished into it. The magician tried to follow, but the hole closed on him and crushed him to death. The glove reopened the void and saw what had happened to the magician. It knew what he had done was wrong, so took the magic book off of the desk and used it to hide the remains of the magician. However, giants in that world found the remains and attacked it. The glove became angry with them, and using the magic book, it defeated the rest of the giants. But the glove didn't stop there. It became evil, out of the hatred for the giants and the black magic which created it. It enslaved them, and forced them to work for it. It told them to call it master, and since it looked like a hand they named it the Master Hand.
The Master Hand, however, became bored easily. It began to travel to other worlds and observe other beings. It particularly enjoyed the worlds with so called "heroes" in them. I am superior to all of these pathetic morons, it thought to itself. I could easily kill the "heroes" of other worlds. But the Master Hand was not reassured. It got the idea to bring to life statues of the heroes and fight them. It ordered the giants to make the statues. But the giants were unable to detail or paint the rock accurately, since the statues were so small compared to them. They could only make polygonal like shapes and paint them one color. Insolent fools! thought the Master Hand. I guess if you want something done right you'll have to do it yourself. Even though he was able to detail it and used metal instead of rock, he still couldn't color the statue accurately. The colors do not matter, as along as they fight like the heroes. Then the Master Hand brought all the statues to life, and fought them in a huge tournament. It defeated them easily, and felt better for a little while.
But again the Master Hand became uneasy. While the heroes are physically similar to the statues, they are mentally distinct. The true heroes maybe have fighting skills I might not be able to recreate. Finally he came to a conclusion. The only way I can see if I am stronger than this heroes is to actually fight them…