The time of darkness was drawing nearer.

In the back of his mind, he had a feeling that it would happen someday. However, even now, he still didn't know what to do when it happened.

He thought back to the cosmic war that took place eons ago. To him, it seemed like a snap of his colossal fingers, since the duel against Tabu. The duel that would decide the fate of the universe. They were fighting to decide which would rule, darkness or light. Both had unleashed every ounce of power they had, almost destroying all existence. However, instead, new worlds were beginning to form. With his last bit of strength, he sent the abomination, the being of destruction to face imprisonment.

But even though Tabuu lost, and was now banished to the dark dimension of Subspace, he would return. Because even though the ruler of cosmos was mighty, he wasn't invincible. Due to the injuries sustained in the battle, the cosmic ruler split his entire form into two entities. One was Crazy Hand, who contained his raw power and might, as well as the capacity to create. The other was Master Hand, who had the more rational mind, and had the ability to bring shape to the intense bursts of energy that Crazy Hand produced.

He still harbored the consiousness of the original being, and they both worked together to create new worlds, in hopes of finding one strong enough to stop the impending crisis. Because if the fight were to happen again, in his current form, he would surely lose, and darkness would prevail.

Both hands created a dimension surrounding the universe's core, and brought potential heroes to stop Tabuu when he was released. While their power was drained with each world they created, they both knew that their resources had to be pooled into one central entity. Tournaments were organized, in order to find out which one was the most powerful, as well as for all of them to perfect their fighting skills. With each passing session, more were brought to the center dimension. It began with twelve, and when the next game began, thirteen more joined the army. The heroes were tested with each brawl, even to the point of fighting either Master Hand, Crazy Hand, or both of them at once.

However, just as the third phase of the game was about to commence, the void to the dark dimension of Subspace opened. Even though Tabuu was still imprisoned, he could still send out his forces. Master Hand knew that it wouldn't be long before Tabuu found him.

It was then that he decided to call forth the one he determined was worthy. A being born from the very stars itself, who had the power to shift the balance of an entire world. Just with his guidance, the weak and vulnerable of that world were able to become strong enough to face up to their predators. Both Master Hand and Crazy Hand knew milleniums ago that he would be the perfect one to lead the army of chosen. They watched him from afar, witnessing him overcome obstacles that seemed entirely hopeless. And while he was weak in physical strength, he made up for it with his mental prowess and strategic planning. In short, he had more potential than all twenty-five of the heroes from the past tournaments.

"Ahahahahaha! Finally, you've started to take this threat seriously!"

Master Hand swiveled around and came hand-to-hand with his erratic counterpart. He was positive that if Crazy Hand had a face, he would be grinning the entire time out of mirth.

As if you've ever taken a single thing seriously in your life, Master Hand thought. But then again, this was to be expected from the...slightly unstable half of himself.

"Are you gonna call him any time soon or what?"

"I was planning to."

"Finally! About time you decided to bring out the main firepower!"

"He doesn't specialize in raw power, and you know it."

"That's not what I'm talking about. You should know me enough by now."

He tensed, knowing full well what Crazy referring to.

"For the last time, no. You are not using him as a science experiment to test your new invention."

Swinging from side to side out of frustration, the unstable hand took what little self control he had to avoid firing beams of destruction upon the supreme creator.

"Come onnnnn. He's got the best potential for the 'Smash Ball' I've ever seen! While you say he lacks in power, this sphere of raw energy will turn him into a GOD! That 'Tabuu' dude will be running scared by the time he's done with him!"

Master Hand hesitated. While Crazy was thinking logically for perhaps the first time in his life, it was neither his, nor Master Hand's decision to allow his creation to be infused with the hero.

"If he accepts your offer to test it out, I will allow it. Mainly because, as you say, it is one of the only ways I can see us victorious."

Crazy Hand's fingers twirled with increasing excitement. "YES! Now you're seeing things my way!"

"But I'm warning you, if you endanger his life, even the tiniest bit, I will personally send you to the deepest corner of Subspace. Do you understand?"

"You're one to talk. You let him endanger his own life, rather than help him escape from that planet he crashed onto..."

Master Hand was taken aback. True, he hadn't interfered with him when he was faced with that life-threatening situation. However...

"It was a test that had to be taken. An obstacle that he had to overcome."

"Whatever," the other hand replied, shrugging. "It isn't any of my business. But hey, you'd better come out of this alive. Who's gonna keep my raw power from destroying the universe if you're gone?"

Master Hand couldn't help but give out a small chuckle. Even in a situation as hopeless as this, Crazy Hand still showed a lot of optimism. It was one of the traits that he admired about his other half.

"I understand."

Crazy pointed in the distance, gesturing towards a large mass of pure darkness approaching dimensions away.

"Well, you'd better pay that little Hocotation a visit before that army of Tabuu's gets here."

"I'm on it. And Crazy..."

"Yeah?"

"Don't do anything reckless or insanely dangerous."

"Awww, why not? It's my hobby!"

Master Hand sighed. His other half would never change. But it gave him strength knowing that there was someone as powerful as him on his side, if not more so.

The forces of darkness were growing closer. Even now, their influence had affected both the veterans and the newcomers. Five of them had already joined Tabuu's army, and yet another five were sent back to warn their homeworlds of the oncoming disaster.

At last...the time had come...to call upon the Star-Born Captain.

My first fanfic, which is my own twist on the Subspace Emissary of SSBB. Feel free to like or follow this, and reviews/constructive criticism is appreciated. But PLZ, NO FLAMES!