A/N: My last minute entry for The Armageddon of 2012 Contest! Read and enjoy! There will (hopefully) be more chapters to come before the deadline! R&R!

The spheres of light bounce around in the cage with energized force while wildly clanging into each other that cause bright flashes of rainbow colored, hypnotic light. Each time they touched, they made a beautiful ringing noise. Their power is manifestly obvious. A tall pale man dressed in a white suit and a single white glove stands over the container. He smiles, as his dark hair falls over his gray eyes.

"It is time."

A small boy, not much older than 8 years old was sitting outside on a bench in front of a grand castle. He held his small stuffed bear close to him, and looked up at the sky. Clouds began to darken, overcasting the sky with rays of darkness. An ominous air caused the young child to shudder. He knew evil when t was in the air.

"Lucas?" a soft, light voice called. It was a tall princess arrayed in shades of pinks, looking as gentle as a sweet primrose on a spring morning. The small blonde headed boy looked up, his blue eyes soft and pure.

"Something's happening. I can feel it." He whispered, as he clutched onto the teddy bear with fear. She blinked and grabbed his hand with her white gloved hand. He held onto her and followed her inside. She turned on the television in the Grand Hall and gave him the remote. The clock rang, and it was 12 o'clock in the afternoon exactly. It was New Year's Day, and the beautiful chestnut grandfather clock rang strong and clear.

"You sit and relax, I'll find out what's going on dearie." She said, as she ambled off to see if she could figure out why the sky seemed to look so strange. Lucas clicked on the television, and became shocked at what he saw.

"We don't know where these orbs came from, or who they were made by, but we know that they are a major problem. There have already been 3 tsunamis, 4 earthquakes, and it seems that one volcano has awakened in the past 24 hours. Natural disasters seem to follow anywhere these orbs come, and they seem to be incredibly powerful. More to come at 8."

"Miss Princess Peach ma'am?" he said quietly. She walked up behind him and put his hand on his shoulder. She sighed as she turned off the TV. He spoke again quietly.

"Why are the Smash Balls attacking the world?"

Marth swung his sword towards Ike, missing him by an inch. Ike ducked and swung Falchion towards his blue haired opponent. Their swords clashed and clanged, the strong metals ringing out into the field, as they practice their sword fighting abilities on each other. They were evenly matched, as they were pretty much all their lives. The two swordsmen, breathed heavily, and grinned at each other.

"You're improving." Ike chuckled, his slightly smoldered cape brushing against the ground. He turned up his nose at his sparring partner with mock disgust and scoffed. Marth nodded haughtily.

"You're improving as well, it's quite obvious." He nodded again with a snooty look, but began laughing heartily at their lighthearted jokes. Ike and Marth had become close ever since the Smash Tournament had begun, and they were now almost equally matched. A lean, curvy blonde walked over and eyed the two boys with annoyance.

"Would you two ever grow up?" she rolled her eyes, but smirking at Marth's reaction. He grabbed her hand delicately and kissed it, bowing with his princely attitude.

"Our apologies, your majesty." He snickered and held her pale scarred hands in his slightly too long. She pulled away and her icy blue eyes glossed over with a touch of admiration. She looked down.

"There's uh...trouble around this realm or whatever…and uh...yeah you guys should check it out…and uh…yeah, I'll catch you on the flipside." She strutted off in an awkward sort of way, and Marth shrugged. Ike raised his eyebrows at Marth.

"So you and Sam-"

"No. Samus isn't the type of woman that would go for me. She's too…too…"

"She's too what?" Ike glared at Marth, irritated with his indecisiveness.

"I don't know, she's Samus, we've been friends forever, and she's just too…"

"Marth, what are you trying to say? Too what?" Ike narrowed his eyes at Marth. Samus was beautiful, smart, calculating, and was a very good fighter. Ike didn't think she had any flaws. He asked again.

"What's wrong with Samus?" Ike asked, wanting to know the answer. Marth looked down and picked up his sword, attaching it to his waist. He pressed his warm fingers to the steel of his sword. It reminded him of her.

"She's too cold."

"Nine-hundred-ninety seven…"

"Nine-hundred-ninety eight…"

"Nine hundred-ninety nine…"

"A thousand!" Nana giggled, as she shook the jar rapidly. The jar was full of small brown coins that she had collected from the real world, a realm she was not used to. Popo smiled at her.

"What are we gonna buy with ALL THAT CASH?" he said excitedly, reaching for the jar. Nana snatched it from him.

"I'm gonna buy a million new dollies!" she grinned, her eyes lighting up with glee. Popo clearly disagreed with her decision.

"No way, I'm buying a million race cars!" he glared at her, challenging her to say another word.

"Dollies!"

"Racecars!"

"Dollies!"

"Racecars!"

"Shut it you twits! You're not getting any wretched little playthings," he growled at Nana, "and you aren't getting any little wastes of plastic!" he glared at Popo. " We're going to the store, we're getting a bag full of candy, and you're both going to SHUT UP!" he fumed, fire literally burning in his stomach. The two ice climbers feared the Koopa King, so they simply nodded and shut their mouths.

"Good." He spit out a fireball, and led the kids outside. He looked up seeing the dark clouds, and felt the evil in the air. He was the evil king of Koopas; of course he would know what evil felt like. Well… at least he thought he did. He made a note to himself to figure out who was making an evil plot this time so he could get in on it too! He nodded to himself at his mental genius. The little girl in pink distracted him from his gratitude for himself.

"I can't wait to get a lollipop." Nana smiled.

"And I can't wait to get some chocolate." Popo grinned. Nana glared at him.

"No way, we can only get one kind of candy!" she yelled.

"Then we're getting chocolate!"

"NO! We're getting lollip-"

Bowser roared ferociously and the two young ones did not say another word the entire walk there. He sighed.

"Master Hand is lucky that I want to stay in the competition, or there'd be no way I'd babysit these brats. I hate kids." He thought to himself with a grumbly tone, as he led the little ones to the candy store. But something was amiss, and even Bowser knew in his mind it was something immense. Something that he wasn't even sure that he could handle.

A/N: So this is what I've got so far, I plan on writing a chapter or two for this to finish it up. I just saw this contest the other day, but I REALLY want to enter it. SO I hope you all enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it, and I will see you in the next chapter! Farewell! Ciao! ~

Princess DiMimi