Chapter 1

"C'mon! Yeah!" I cheered as I watched the battle on the large flat screen television in the fighters lounge. On the screen, there was a large, green dragon fighting against a small, red puffball creature. The dragon continuously tried to slash at the puffball with its razor sharp claws, but the puffball dodged every attack, and then sucked the dragon up into its mouth. The puffball swallowed the dragon and copied its ability, gaining a hat that looked like the dragon for the exception of its orange coloring instead of green. The Charizard, furious, charged at the puffball with a Flare Blitz attack, but the puffball jumped out of the way and spewed firey breath at Charizard.

"You call that a heated battle? Give me a break!" my older brother, Tosho remarked as he walked toward me. "This is pathetic! I've fought better battles than this!"

You see, Tosho is a very egocentric Bowser, and feels like he's the best Smasher on the face of the planet. However, his ego didn't earn him any respect from me, especially since he constantly throws insults at me. I gave my wintry colored brother a glare and said, "Dude not everyone is as 'talented' as you. Give these guys a break!"

"Forget it, Gorudohato!" Tosho said. "The day that I would even think of considering these losers as decent fighters is when you win the championship and become a Master Smasher like the Main fighters! But that will never happen, because you suck!"

I couldn't say that he wasn't at least partially correct. While I don't necessarily 'suck' at fighting, I wouldn't say that I'm the best, either. But that will never stop me from pursuing my dream of winning that championship! It has been my dream to become a Master Smasher like the other Main fighters for almost my entire life, and I wasn't gonna let some egotistic snob that is somehow my brother stop me from accomplishing that!

"Stop trying to put out my dreams as if it were a wimpy fire! This flame burns strong!" I snapped back.

"Pfft, in your dreams, mister wanna be. You won't even make it past the first round! And if for some unnatural reason you barely make it out with your life, you will never make it past me!"

My response – dropping my head in shame. He had a point…

"See? What did I tell you! A crybaby like you could never make it to the top!" he laughed as he walked away.

"I'm not a crybaby!" I shouted across the room. "I… just like to sulk!"

"Hey, Gorudo!" a familiar and friendly voice greeted. It was Lucy the Lucario.

Oh, shoot! I hope she didn't hear any of that!

"Umm… hi, Lucy! What's up?" I said nervously, hoping that she didn't hear my conversation with Tosho.

"I heard you and Tosho talking."

Oh, great.

"Umm… how much did you hear of it…?"

"Almost all of it."

"Shoot…" I muttered, embarrassed at the fact that she saw me acting weak against my brother. "So, you probably think that I'm a loser now, don't ya?"

"Nope! Why would I listen to that creep, anyway?" she responded, causing me to sigh in relief. I didn't want to lose my friend due to my brother's big mouth, and I was relieved that he didn't cause that to happen.

"YO YO YO! I didn't know you had a girlfriend, bro!" Tosho shouted as he approached us; it was as if he was trying to announce it to the whole room. Of course, everyone around us ignored him.

"She is not my girlfriend! We're not even of the same species! That would be weird!" I snapped back.

"Suuuuuuure she isn't."

"Shut your mouth, Tosho!" the purple Lucario said harshly. "We are not dating!"

"Ooooh, whatever you say," Tosho said as he walked away.

"How come he never listens to me, but when someone else says the same thing, he listens?" I grumbled.

"Because he's a stuck up a-"

"GAME!" the announcer said as the Charizard got blasted off of the stage, interrupting Lucy's curse.

"The winner is… Pepper!" the announcer said as the Kirby named Pepper performed his victory dance. Everyone in the fighter's lounge cheered, and as Pepper entered the room, a group of puffballs went over to congratulate him. Meanwhile, a group of Pokémon went over to the Charizard that was defeated and started to compliment him for a fight well fought.

"I'M UP NEXT!" Tosho shouted, as if anybody cared. "Wish me luck, shell face!" I wanted to let loose a string of swears at the creep, but my better judgement prevented me from doing so. I wasn't going to turn into a jerk like he was.

"Yoshi Yoshi! (Good luck, Frost!)" a red Yoshi said to the light blue Yoshi that was about to go up against my brother.

The poor guy isn't gonna stand a chance, though… I thought to myself sadly. Tosho was too good – he was going to get beaten without a chance to even land a single hit.

And boy was I right. All of us fighters watched Tosho effortlessly fight the Yoshi on the television. Claw, kick, claw, slam, icy breath everywhere.

Oh, are you surprised that he doesn't breathe fire? You see, Tosho has powers that are a little different from other Bowsers. Tosho has the ability to breathe icy breath instead of firey breath, which puts him at a great advantage since that gives him the ability to freeze his opponents and launch them off of the stage. In fact, a lot of us Smashers have unique abilities compared to the characters we originate from. As for me? Well, I'm not quite sure yet. I haven't quite discovered my power yet, and I'm not sure if I will in the near future. I can't even use the Final Smash. Without the ability to use my power, the Smash Ball won't break if I hit it.

"GAME!" the announcer shouted as Frost got blasted off of the stage. He was enclosed in a chunk of ice when he was launched, so Tosho had used his ice breath to his advantage once again. I bet if he didn't have that breath, he would be a pathetic fighter.

I took a good look at the stats on the screen, and noticed that the fight lasted a minute.

"WOOOOO! I WOOOOON!" Tosho roared as he walked back into the lounge, receiving a round of applause from his fans. Lucy and I exchanged with each other 'oh brother' looks and shook our heads.

"You're up next, wimp!" Tosho said as he gave me a nasty smirk. "I wish you bad luck, loser. I hope ya lose!"

"Don't let him get to you," Lucy said as I growled. "Good luck beating that Jigglypuff, Gorudo."

"Thanks, Lucy," I said as I walked down the dark hall that lead to what seemed to be a dead end. If you looked down on the floor, however, there was a teleportation pad that teleported the fighters to the stadium.

Alright, Gorudo. This is it… Your first tournament… Let's show Tosho what you're really made of!

I was warped into the stadium, entering by 'walking' in, engulfed in a white flame. In the opposite side of the stadium, the Jigglypuff with a nurse's hat on entered by being released out of a Pokéball.

"3…" the announcer said.

This is it…

"2…"

I'm so pumped!

"1…"

WOO HOO!

"GO!"