This will be the only time I talk at the begin of my story. The only reason I am now is to describe it. This story will be written in a normal format with different points of view threw out it. I would appreciate if you would send reviews about my story as you read it. If not, that's fine to. And now, to the story

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Link's POV

It was a fairly peaceful day. The key word is was. Master Hand had just called all of us and asked us to come to the smash palace right away. He sounded nervous, like he was in a hurry.

"So," Zelda said," what do you think he needed us for?"

"Huh, who?"

"Master Hand," Zelda said, a little irritated. "What do you think he needed us for?"

"I don't know."

We then instinctively looked at Ganondorf.

"I didn't do anything," Ganondorf said, slightly defensive.

We then continued walking. After a while, we noticed people peering out of their windows.

"They look slightly frightened. Are you sure you didn't do anything?" Zelda asked suspiciously.

"Link just beat me again," Ganondorf said. "You know it takes me longer than that to make a new plan."

"I think that whatever is causing these people fear is why we were called," I muttered.

Kirby's POV

Master Hand called us for some reason. Oh well! He probably wants to see us to give me my strawberry shortcake that was stolen. I don't know why he would need Meta Knight and King Dedede for that.

"Everything is quiet," Meta Knight said in a monotone.

"Lighten up. It's not quiet, it's just peaceful."

"No, he's right," King Dedede said. "There's a sort of eerie quiet around us."

They are a little right. It's okay though. We will be fine, I hope.

Mewtwo's POV

I don't know what Master Hand needed us for. I also still don't know the trainer's name. All I know about him is that he has a Squirtle, an Ivysaur, and a Charizard.

"What is your name?"

He looked at me quizzically. "Aren't you a psychic pokemon? Can't you read minds and stuff like that?"

"Do you honestly want me to read your mind?"

"No," he said. "I don't think I would like that. My name is Jeremy."

"An odd version of a fairly common name."

"Don't remind me."

As we continued walking, I began to notice that things seemed offset in a way. Although there were few clouds, they gave the impression of a relentless storm. The air also seemed unusually heavy. I had a feeling if may be a long day.

"Pika?"

"No we are not there yet."

"Pi, pikachu?"

"I don't know why we aren't there yet!" If you're in such a hurry, run."

Pikachu then fan off, followed by Pichu. I had a feeling it wasn't because I told them to. I noticed that Lucario hadn't spoken yet.

"Can you speak?"

He continued to walk.

"Lucario."

He then turned to look at me. "Yes I can speak."

"Than why haven't you until now?"

"There is something ominous around us."

"So?"

"I feel we are going to be in danger."