I am putting one of my story ideas to work today. This one I'm gonna try to make long. Try and likely fail, but still try. Anyway, this chapter is the prologue, and the next chapter is an actual battle. Can't wait for that. Read on.

In darkness, the Hands lay. It had been 2 whole years since the first. Who would've thought it? That little thing had spirit, and that spirit was what eventually led him to victory.

Damn that Pichu…how could I have lost to that, of all creatures?

In darkness, the Hands lay. Bored. Crazy Hand didn't care, as long as he had something to destroy. Now, there was nothing, so he just lay there, weak and jaded. They needed a plan. But he, the Master Hand, just wanted to see that little big-headed rat destroyed.

"Brother…" he called out weakly. "Brother, are you there still?"

"Yes…" Crazy Hand called out, just as weak. "What are we going to do?"

"We can't do anything…without power…"

"So we just lay here in darkness, weak and helpless, for eternity?"

Master Hand tried to get up and float, but he quickly fell back down.

"I'm afraid so…"

Crazy Hand sighed sadly. If he could cry, he would. But then, an idea crossed his mind (well…yeah).

"I have enough energy left…to get you by."

"What are you saying...? No, don't do it." Master Hand couldn't have sounded more serious at this moment, because he was too weak to yell.

"You have to do it again…the next tournament…"

Crazy Hand began to float up and glow a bright blue. Master Hand could feel his strength returning and his will become greater and greater. He started to float up.

"This is not the end, bro. I'll see you again…soon," Crazy Hand's voice echoed.

Master Hand clasped Crazy Hand.

"You better."

"Create for me…" Crazy Hand's voice faded. The flash of light grew brighter, melting away the darkness, and reviving the Master Hand. Crazy Hand broke into small yellow sparkles, and a small, bright blue light shone in Master Hand's palm, then faded.

"That thing's going down. And if I can't do it…maybe some newcomers can…"

Stars began to appear in the dark void, one by one, decorating the blue and purple universe that appeared in the background. A large, flat platform (with the bottom area housing a glowing black ball shining a narrow white light straight down) arose. Master Hand chuckled, then laughed loudly.

"Ah, I live for this…"


Sometime later, in the Mushroom Kingdom…

Mario, Luigi, Peach, Yoshi, DK, and Diddy were having a little gathering at Peach's Castle, a little something they did whenever the almost-always-in-peril Mushroom Kingdom was at peace. The only real reason DK and Diddy were there was because they were traveling through the area, and Diddy had never been to Peach's Castle before.

The Toads were bringing out the main attraction of the snacks: the cake. Everyone couldn't wait to dig in to the delectable triple-layered cake. As Peach started to cut it, Mario could only think about two things.

Wow, Peach must have a lot of time on her hands.

I wish I could do that tournament again…that was fun…

His thoughts had soon faded due to a nudge by Luigi.

"Still thinking about that tournament?" Luigi handed Mario his piece of cake on a plastic plate.

"Yeah…I know it's been two years, but I was just inches away from victory…" Mario took a bite of his cake, yet he did not feel any better. A rarity for food. "I've always hated rats…"

DK noticed Mario was thinking about it again. Like he had a right to be upset. DK lost in his first fight. Diddy noticed DK noticing Mario thinking about it again. He knew what "it" was, and had a little sympathy toward him, but he was upset too, on account that he wasn't even chosen.

"Don't worry, Mario," one of the many Toads said. "One of these days, he's gonna open up that portal, and you'll be fighting in another Smash Bros. Tournament before you know it!"

Mario sighed and continued eating his cake.

"Mario's got the right idea," Yoshi called out, already done with his slice and signaling for another. "I wanna be in that tournament again too. That was fun!"

"But it was also dangerous," Peach stated. "Although…I would've liked some of the other people to come for a little party…"

Suddenly, there was a heavenly flash that almost blinded everyone in the room. When the flash disappeared, there was a translucent portal hovering above the table, above Peach's cake.

Mario lit up inside.

"You guys remember me, don't you?" a deep voice boomed throughout the room. All of the Toads scattered about the room in panic.

"Yes, Master Hand," everyone except for Diddy and the screaming Toads answered. Diddy was astonished. He was being chosen.

"You know the drill. Join or have your world eradicated. I'd appreciate it if you could fill in the chimp to what this is all about when you get here," Master Hand said.

"I'll do it. And yes, we're joining," DK said, patting Diddy's head.

"Brace yourselves. You're about to be sucked in to the Final Destination," Master Hand said.

"Final Destination…that is so cool!" Diddy said with a big smile. Within 3 seconds, Mario, Luigi, Peach, Yoshi, DK, and Diddy were sucked into the portal and were traveling through a sparkling blue wormhole at very high speed. Diddy's cheering reverberated through the wormhole.

As did Mario's.


The warp had ended. The gang had found themselves on a large, flat platform with a glowing black ball on the bottom shooting a narrow, glowing beam straight down. It seemed that they were traveling through space; through a universe filled with stars, blues, and purples. And Diddy couldn't be more astounded.

They were not the only ones there. Though Master Hand had either left or not yet arrived, some of their old friends were already prompted of the next tournament, and had already made it. The gang greeted Link, Young Link, Zelda, Fox, Falco, the Ice Climbers, Pichu, Pikachu, Jigglypuff, Marth, Roy, Captain Falcon, Ness, Kirby, and Mr. Game & Watch. They were all friends from the previous battles.

"How has it been?" Mario asked Fox.

"Pretty slow…but we got a new member on our team. And Master Hand was kind enough to let her join. Say hi to Krystal," Fox introduced.

"It's nice to meet you all," Krystal said. She had blue and white fur and a slightly decorated staff. Her attire was mostly light blue spandex with darkened material around her arms, legs, and torso. She shook their hands, including Diddy's.

"I'm Diddy," he said, chuckling.

"Diddy, eh? One of your relatives, DK?" asked Marth. DK picked up Diddy and placed him on his shoulder.

"He's my nephew. He's wanted to join the tournament ever since I went first," DK said.

"Well, let me tell you, kid. The fights get rough. It's nowhere near easy," said Falcon, somewhat sternly.

"Hey Pikachu. Who's that?" the blue Ice Climber Popo asked.

"Oh." Pikachu looked over his shoulder and noticed his evolved form, Raichu, standing several inches taller than him. "That's what I evolve into. But I don't know this guy…" Pikachu said, backing up.

"Looks powerful. We better watch it," said Ness.

"I wonder when Master Hand's going to arrive?" Zelda said.

"Yeah…" Peach also wondered.

"Did anyone else realize how many new people are here?" Jigglypuff said, pointing. The group looked around Final Destination. There was indeed lots of new blood in this tournament, some familiar, some not.

Bowser was back, along with his son, Bowser Jr., complete with his trademark paintbrush.

Baby Mario and Baby Luigi had just arrived, always wanting to be heroes.

A brown bear with a blue backpack and yellow shorts was sitting in the corner, waiting for the tournament to begin.

A creature about the same size as Kirby with a metallic mask, a dark cape, and a yellow sword was observing the area.

A young man about Marth's height with white hair, an opened red jacket, olive green pants, glowing gauntlets and leg-guards, and a broadsword attached to his back was sitting in a corner of the platform.

Wario, Waluigi, Daisy, and Dr. Mario had just arrived.

Some sort of large blue bird wearing a royal red robe and carrying a large, wooden hammer was impatiently waiting for the tournament to begin. He started conversing with Bowser.

A man wearing black spandex, a red cape, a white helmet (with an emblem), white chest armor, white gloves, and a white and gold belt just arrived. Obviously an F-Zero pilot.

Shortly after that, a man wearing all black spandex and bullhorns arrived. Obviously an evil F-Zero pilot.

A group of 7 anthropomorphic animals (a blue hedgehog, a yellow twin-tailed fox, a red echidna, a black hedgehog, a pink hedgehog with a large hammer, a white bat, and a purple chameleon) were also waiting for the tournament to begin.

Two teens were talking to each other: one male wearing red spandex, white gloves, and a pink flowing cape; and one female wearing a short blue dress, a helmet with a purple visor, and a flowing yellow cape.

"Wow…" was all they could say.

Samus and Ganondorf arrived. Ganondorf went to go talk to Bowser and Dedede, while the two Babies immediately ran over to their grown selves.

"Mario, we finally get ta fight! Isn't that awesome?" Baby Mario said, beaming.

"What was Master Hand thinking?" Luigi said with a sigh.

"Who are these guys?" Baby Luigi asked, looking at the large group, particularly Mr. Game & Watch.

"These are some of the people you'll be fighting against," said Peach.

"Is he a cookie?" asked Baby Mario, pointing at the flat, black figure.

"No, I'm not," the "cookie" replied.

"Aw, man…I'm hungry…" Baby Mario said, starting to cry. Baby Luigi patted his back. Falco just stared at Mario, saying nothing. Mario just shook his head.

"I knew it! You were a wimp when you were little!" Falco said, laughing. Mario groaned as Mewtwo appeared, speaking to no one.

"It's only a matter of time before Master Hand comes back…I think everyone that needs to be here is here," said Roy.

2 minutes later, Master Hand floated in from the background. Everyone except for Mewtwo focused his or her attention on him. Some people were a bit surprised at the hand's size.

"Welcome, one and all, to the Smash Bros. Tournament," his voice boomed.

"Finally," the white haired young man said.

"Before I answer your questions, I'm going to tell you a few things that might eliminate them." The hand cleared his throat somehow.

"This tournament will not claim your lives during battle. If you decide to fight in the mansion, that's another story. I really don't care. Anyway…the tournament will be separated into 2 divisions: North and South. In both divisions, there will be 25 fighters starting out. It will then be reduced to 13, then 6, then 3, and finally, 1. Since there are no byes in this tournament, 3 unlucky bastards are chosen to compete in a three-way battle each necessary round. The finals consist only of 1 three-way fight."

"Ooh, he said a bad word…" Baby Luigi whispered.

"As for the actual fights," Master Hand continued, "I have created 40 arenas. Of course, you won't be fighting on all of them, they'll be chosen randomly. This is the final arena right here, where you fight me. If you defeat me, you win 50 million in whatever currency is used in your place of residence, plus one wish. Anything you want will be granted to you. Want your archenemy defeated forever? Consider yourself at peace. All you have to do is win."

Some of the new guys murmured.

"I'm sure many of you are wondering what happens if I win. If you lose to me, I get to destroy all of your worlds and create my own in their place. So the pressure is on whoever reaches the end of the ladder."

"And I thought this was just for fun. Never doubt booming voices…" the red spandex-wearing teen said.

"In the arenas, like I said earlier, you can't die, but you definitely can get your ass knocked several hundred feet. Also in the arenas, your battling skills will be fine-tuned for fairness; some for the better, others for worse. For example, everyone will have a dash, a double-jump, an air dodge, Smash attacks, 4 special techniques, different jumping heights, different fall speeds…the list goes on. Also, everyone gets a damage percentage. This will increase when you are attacked, or in some cases, when you are using your techniques. The higher it goes, the more gravity is lost when you are attacked. Use the damage to knock your opponents out of the arena. If you can do this 3 times, you advance to the next round. Along the way you will discover ways to decrease your damage percentage, but I won't get into detail. Let's see…did I forget anything? Oh, yes. If you win any match, you are awarded with Smash Coins, each coin being worth 1,000 times more than your currency."

Everyone started murmuring again.

"If you lose, you must stay at the mansion until the tournament is over. Sorry for that exhaustive explanation. Now…does anyone have any questions?"

Bowser Jr. raised his hand.

"Um…do you have anything against alter egos?"

"If Zelda can do it, so can you," Master Hand answered.

"Yes!" Bowser Jr. cheered.

"Anyone else?"

Final Destination was silent.

"Good. Well, then…" Master Hand snapped, and a tournament tree hologram appeared in the background. It wasn't very fancy. It had pictures of all the participants, and both sides that the fighters were on said North on the left and South on the right. There was a crown above the final fighter's square. There was also a large gray circle separated into 2 big segments and 2 small segments in the background.

The fighters observed which divisions they were in, and who they were fighting against.

"Super Smash Bros. Ultimate has begun. The first match is…"

Not going to be revealed until next chapter. This tournament's setup is a little mixed-up, but you'll get the hang of it. This story is feedback generated, just like Luigi's Experiment. The more reviews I get, the quicker the tournament will go.