Chapter One: The Setting of the Pieces
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, despite my best efforts I own none of the games or characters of said games, be it from Nintendo or another franchise. The only thing I can take credit for is the story, character interpretation and the occasional original character.
A faint Krak-a-thoom could be heard.
"Was that the signal?" Falco asked from his prison.
"I really hope not," Link responded.
"Why?"
"Because we are still TRAPPED IN THESE CELLS!" Link shouted back. "Fat lot of good that signal would do us if we couldn't leave."
A louder Krak-a-thoom could be felt.
"What about that one?" Falco asked.
"Falco!" Samus yelled. "Nothing has changed!"
"Well sorry I'm bothering you," Falco yelled back. "I'm a just a little nervous and you didn't do a good job at explaining what exactly the signal was!"
"You will know it when you see it," Link said.
The third Krak-a-thoom caused the dungeons they were in to shake.
"Was-," Diddy started to say.
"Oh don't you start too," Link snarled.
"You don't even know what the signal is, do you?" Raichu asked. "That's why you won't tell us."
"I know what the signal is," Link spluttered, "It's-"
With a loud crash, part of the dungeon exploded inwards, blowing a hole in the side of Link's cell.
"That," Link said smugly. He stepped out easily, covering his eyes as they were exposed to daylight for the first time in weeks.
"Great, but how are we supposed to get out? And when can we get rid of these?" Falco asked gesturing to the dark gray shirt with violet trimmings he wore. On its back was a symbol of a silhouetted open palm holding a ball of fire that only seemed to deepen the shadows covering the hand. All of the others in the prison had similar attire.
"I think these guys are going to help with the first part," Samus said as a squadron of Bob-ombs poured into the room through the hole, detonating near the cells.
It took multiple explosions, and most of the Bob-ombs passed out before the job was done, but eventually Falco, Samus, Kirby, Diddy and Raichu joined Link in freedom.
"Any idea who's helping us?" Diddy asked as the three passed through the light and out the hole. The dungeons were near the back of the castle, but they could see another hole blown in a nearby wall that would get them out of the gardenlike immediate area. Link realized how odd it was that the dungeons were near such a pristine and delicate landscape, but had little time to think over it.
"I'm guessing someone who's taken over Bowser's army," Raichu said, as the six tried to stay in the shadows of the ornate arches and shrubbery and the conscious Bob-ombs ran ahead of them, leading the way.
"But who?" Diddy responded, some heat entering his voice. "I thought we killed nearly everyone who worked for that murderous turtle."
No one had an answer for that. The noise of battle reached their ears, and the Bob-ombs seemed to get more restless. Hesitantly they crawled through the hole in the wall and entered a warzone.
Peach's castle was under siege, and the nearby Mushroom Town was on fire. Scores of Toads armed with spears skewered dive-bombing Paratroopas and actual bombing Bob-ombs as they assaulted the royal forces. Preventing their immediate escape was the deep moat surrounding the castle. The main bridge was set up and open for crossing, but the fiercest fighting was there, with a small band of Yoshis currently dueling with a scattering of Magikoopas.
"Damn," Falco said, stunned. "Someone really wants to make sure we get out of here."
"Or they really want to wipe out Mario," Link said. "Now do we try and sneak out, or just run?"
Before a decision could be made, a platoon of Toad Warriors came around a corner, spotted the hole in the wall and then the six standing by small batch of Bob-ombs.
"The prisoners have escaped!" The lead Toad cried, "Quick, get Mario!"
Several of the Toads ran off, towards the castle, while the rest charged forward.
"Think we can take them?" Falco asked nervously.
"We don't have any weapons and we've been mostly stuck in cells for three weeks," Samus said, "We run."
They did. The Toads gave chase, but the remaining Bob-ombs spun around and exploded, sending the charging warriors careening, some of whom actually fell into the moat.
"How long do you think we'll have until those Toads tell them we escaped?" Diddy asked as they neared the bridge, avoiding most of the Toads. The few Toads they did pass were quickly shoved aside or kicked into the moat.
"Not long," a deep voice said, flapping overhead.
"Damn," Link said as Meta Knight dropped down on the edge of the bridge. "Still evil?"
"I do not understand," Meta Knight said, eyes flashing violet. He raised his sword.
"I'm going to say yes," Raichu said.
"Raichu, you're the only one who's still at essentially max strength," Samus said as the swordsman waited patiently for them to make the first move. "Think you can take point on this one?"
Raichu responded by charging forward, lightning shooting out of his cheeks at the masked knight. Meta responded by vanishing and reappearing next to Samus. She side-stepped his sword strike and kicked out, a blow that would have normally connected and sent the diminutive warrior into a daze. Unfortunately she was weak from her imprisonment and the attack did not have her usual speed and surety. Meta avoided it easily and struck at her ankles.
Again, it was a strike that she could have avoided easily in her prime, but debilitated as she was, Samus barely managed to backstep away from the wickedly fast blade. Her stuttery backstep soon became an ungainly fall and Meta moved to press his advantage, just as Falco slammed into the knight with his own kick. Unlike Samus's, this one didn't miss and Meta was knocked off balance. A follow-up bolt of lightning from Raichu caught Meta and sent him tumbling off the bridge.
"Come on!" Link said, grabbing Samus's hand and pulling the tall woman to her feet. "Let's go before he recovers!"
The six resumed their escape across the bridge. They slowed when approaching the embattled Yoshis and Magikoopas. With the opposing forces flinging eggs and spells at each other, it seemed dangerous to try and pass. Before they were forced to make a decision the Magikoopas were joined by hammer flinging and boomerang tossing Koopas, and their beefier forms allowed them to shrug off the eggs the Magikoopas had to avoid. Seeing the battle turn, the six dashed through the weakening Yoshi line and prepared themselves to barrel into the Koopas. Upon seeing them approach however, the Koopas parted to allow them through. A Magikoopa on a broom broke off from his fellows to speak to Link and co as they ran across the bridge and away from the battle
"You were taking so long, we were getting worried you weren't going to make it!"
"Why so concerned?" Diddy asked.
"Idiot!" The Magikoopa said angrily. "This whole battle is for you. I don't know why, but you're all Kamek ever talks about!"
"Kamek?" Raichu asked.
"The head of the Magikoopas! Bowser's advisor! The one guy you morons didn't kill when you blasted through Bowser's castle!"
"Oh," Diddy said. "Sorry about that."
As the sounds of the battle faded, the seven started to slow down, cautiously approaching the town, where more fighting could be heard.
"I think we should've left you all to rot, but for some reason, Kamek thinks you're the only ones who can stop Mario."
"What's the plan?" Link asked.
A burst of heat at their backs stopped their conversation dead.
"Oh no," The Magikoopa said, terrorsweat nearly covering his face.
"See how the cowards flee?" A familiar voice, tinged with an Italian accent cried. "The Koopas steal our beloved Princess and then attack our home! Then they spirit away our treasonous prisoners, all in the name of their fallen king!"
The seven turned around to see Mario, standing proudly at the head of a battalion of Toads and Yoshis, hands clenched in mighty fists and fire leaking out around his white gloves. He bore no cape or hammer, but his shirt and overalls were brighter than they had been the last they saw the plumber, nearly seeming to glow with the barely controlled power of the man.
"How did you slip past the forces on the bridge?!" The Magikoopa asked.
"There was no slipping involved," Mario said grimly, opening one of his fists and allowing the ashes within to drift to the ground. "Just burning."
If anything, the Magikoopa seemed to become even more drenched in sweat. As Mario took a slow, confident step forward, followed closely by his forces, the Magikoopa spun back to Link.
"Just run away from the battle! Anywhere! It doesn't matter, he'll find you! RUN!"
With that the Magikoopa thrust his wand in the air and shot off a small spark that quickly expanded into a brilliant flash.
Nearly everyone was blinded, but Link and crew took the chance to run away from Mario, blinking away the tears the flash brought on. Before Mario could recover and pursue, a swarm of Lakitus and Paratroopas flew at him and his troops, drawn by the Magikoopas signal. Grinning as the foes appeared, Mario called out to his forces.
"Kill their king and the turtles still fight fiercely. Let's show them how much fiercer we are without our gentle Princess to restrain us!"
The Toads and Yoshis let out a most uncharacteristic roar of battle-fury and charged.
The six ran from the battle, the sounds of screaming Koopas quickly becoming the dominant noise behind them. Before they were completely out of sight though, Meta Knight shot by them, a golden blade lashing out and drawing both blood and a scream from Falco.
"Damn it!" Samus said, spinning around as Meta turned for a second pass.
Falco gasped in pain, his left leg bleeding profusely from a large slash on the upper thigh. Meta swung by, but was suddenly caught off guard by an inhaling Kirby. Kirby puffed up dramatically as the knight was sucked into his maw, but gestured to the others to keep running.
"We can't leave him!" Raichu said, as Samus grabbed Falco's shoulder and helped the limping bird move.
"If we don't keep going, Mario will catch up!" Link shouted, as Kirby started to shake from the struggling internal Meta.
Reluctantly Raichu turned from Kirby and joined the others. They didn't get far before Meta burst out of Kirby, and spread his wings wide in preparation for continuing his pursuit when the blade Kirby had acquired from inhaling him suddenly swung towards his mask. Meta deflected the strike and took to the air, flying just above Kirby's head. Kirby tried to jump as well, but Meta proved superior with both the blade and in the air and quickly knocked him back to the ground, bleeding from a dozen small wounds.
While Kirby struggled against Meta Knight, Falco continued to leave a trail of blood. They were forced off the cobbled path and into the rougher terrain of the meadow, as they sought a way to avoid the battles raging around them. The harder ground was proving difficult for the injured bird to travel along. Their pace continued to slow and Falco ended up broaching the subject before someone else was forced to.
"Just leave me."
"No!" Raichu said, but even his normally earnest attitude was touched with resignation.
"It makes sense," Falco said. "I'll try to slow down Meta or Mario. Once you meet up with Kamek, you can figure something out and come back for me and Kirby."
Raichu looked at Falco, who even under his dark feathers they could see was paling from the blood loss. "The most you're going to do is make them waste time trying to keep you from bleeding to death."
Falco grinned slightly as he pushed away from Samus and dropped to a kneeling position. "Then I'm going to bleed as much as possible. Now go!"
The others ran, and Raichu only spared the bird a single, despairing glance before dropping to all fours and following the others.
Falco waited until the others had faded from sight, slipping past some small houses on the edge of the town before he grabbed his leg, hissing in pain. Frantically he used his beak to tear off a chunk of his sleeve and wrapped it around the leg.
"At least this stupid shirt is good for something," Falco said. He tied off the makeshift wrap, sighing in relief that his bleeding stopped, although the pain continued. "There is no way I'm just going to sit out here and wait to get recaptured."
Looking around, he found a chunk of broken cobblestone that was about the size of a large fist. He picked it up and started to move towards a sign with a Koopa shell sized hole in the top that was proudly declaring the new regulations enacted by Acting Sovereign Mario.
"Curfew, reporting on suspicious activity, mandatory battle training, yeah Mario you and Kidar are really creating a lovely police-state here," Falco growled, trying to position himself behind the sign in a manner that would hide him from one on the path, but let him peek through the hole. He was ready to wait until he saw someone, when he got an idea. He looked on the ground again, looking for something else. When he found it, he settled into his hiding spot and waited.
It wasn't long. Mario and his battalion of Toads and Yoshis soon came down the path. Falco was unsettled to note that most of them looked uninjured and Mario's footprints were leaving behind a small trail of ash. At that Falco nearly lost his nerve and was about to just let Mario walk on by. But a look in the distance, and the thoughts of his fleeing friends gave him courage.
As Mario neared, Falco lunged out of concealment and hurled the large cobblestone at Mario with all of his strength. Quicker than Falco would have guessed, Mario spun at the sound of Falco's pained hiss from the exertion of the throw and caught the cobblestone in one smoking hand. And crushed it to powder. Before Falco could even try to limp away, Mario flung a fireball at the bird. It crashed into the sign and set it ablaze. Falco flung himself away from the fire and Mario approached, waving to his allies to stay back.
"So they left you behind. Smart, but unlike them. They must really be desperate to escape," Mario said.
Falco thought about saying something. A snappy one-liner, a witty retort. Something to shut Mario up and make the plumber see reason, or at least get him to think about something other than his own insane desires. Unfortunately he wasn't really in much of a mindset for those kinds of things so he said nothing. Instead, as Mario approached Falco simply grabbed the second rock he had found earlier and had landed near, and with his last gasp of strength he jumped up and swung it towards Mario's head.
And the plumber stopped him by grabbing Falco's rock-holding arm and broke every fragile bird bone he could with a single squeeze. The rock fell to the ground with a hopeless clatter and Falco was only stopped from the same by Mario's remorseless grip on his shattered arm.
"I wouldn't worry about the arm. I'm sure Kidar can repair your injury. But maybe you'll think of this the next time you try and waste my time." Mario started to drag the whimpering and barely conscious Falco back to his troops when a screaming chimp jumped at Mario from behind.
Mario dropped Falco's arm and spun, using the momentum from the spin to plant a foot directly into Diddy's chest. The chimp's angered shrieks turned into gasps of pain and he fell to the ground, instantly nearly as beaten as Falco, his ribs cracked from the blow.
Before Mario could savor his victory, a large bolt of lightning screamed across the grassy and battle-damaged field and drilled into him with the force of a storm. Mario was sent pinwheeling from the electrical assault and crashed into the ground, body smoking. He didn't stay grounded long though, and as he rose, his eyes burned into the electric mouse standing opposed to him
"Sorry Falco," Diddy wheezed as Raichu blasted Mario again. "We couldn't leave you."
"Like I'm going to complain about friends like you," Falco said, struggling to hang onto clarity as the world swam in front of him. He saw a singed and staggering Mario meet the third bolt from Raichu with a horrendous gout of fire that caused the Toads and Yoshis to take a step back, wincing from the heat and power of the attack.
"Don't flinch from your duty!" Mario called out, voice strong and clear. "Collect our prisoners and then get back to defending your home!"
They nodded, a few moving to grab Diddy and Falco. Raichu tried to divert them with a bolt of lightning, but had to break it off to avoid an exploding ball of fire from Mario.
"Link and Samus?" Falco asked, as a pair of Toads gently lifted him up, taking great care not to strain his injuries. Similar care was shown to Diddy.
"They kept going. I hope we bought them enough time," Diddy said, the last few words barely above a whisper.
"I'd feel better about that if we knew where Kidar was," Falco said darkly, before he was taken too far from Diddy to continue on their nearly inaudible conversation.
Raichu's fourth bolt was smaller than the first three, and Mario's fire broke through, forcing the mouse to leap away from the flames, fur scorched. While he was not hampered by the removal of gear and weapons like his friends, he was still weakened from his imprisonment and the escape, while Mario seemed fresher than ever. Even as he watched, the burned flesh on Mario seemed to fade and the clothing seemed brighter than before. He prepared another bolt, but Mario leapt over it and came down hard in front of Raichu, the force of his impact knocking the mouse over. Gloved hands descended and he knew nothing more.
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Link and Samus were passing the last of the houses, the sounds and smells of battle nearly faded. And both were regretting not turning back.
"Do you think maybe-" Samus started, before Link cut her off abruptly.
"No, I don't think. And dammit Samus, it doesn't matter. The only way we can hope to help them now is meet up with Kamek and get some help."
"It still feels wrong," Samus said, glaring at Link.
"It does," Link said, returning her glare with a look that was near despair. "Still, at least there's still the two of us," Link said, whispering the last part.
Samus flushed slightly, wishing for the millionth time that she had her suit. "Surely you wish Zelda was here?"
"Not so much," Link said sardonically, "Cause then she'd be captured as well."
"Oh," Samus said, heart leaping at the first part of his sentence, and falling at the second.
"Still, I think you might be better company," Link said as the two began to slow. His eyes widened slightly. He hadn't meant to say that part out loud.
"Link," Samus said, before a Magikoopa in slightly fine robes screamed into view, broomstick jittering from his sudden stop.
"Make out later, I've got to get you out of here!"
"Kamek?" Link asked, trying not to think of the first thing the Magikoopa said. "You're the one who was sending us messages right?"
"Yes!" The Magikoopa said impatiently as he pulled out his wand and moved it in an unusual pattern. It began to glow, while more Koopas joined them. A few Lakitus, some Magikoopas and a burly pair of green skinned Koopas holding Chain Chomps.
"What's the plan?" Link asked, as the scattering of Koopas formed a protective ring around Samus, Link and Kamek. There were no houses in close proximity and the only trees nearby were thin, frail things that provided no cover.
"There's a place with a gathering of people like you," Kamek said, as his wand brightened.
"People like us?" Samus asked, looking nervously around.
"'Fools with more recklessness than brains," Kamek said derisively. "Still, they should be able to help us. I'm sending you to them. Convince them come here and fight."
"Why can't you do it?" Samus asked. "Rather than enacting this elaborate escape plan?"
"I'm needed here," Kamek snarled. "Someone wiped out the only other people capable of standing against Mario and Kidar in this dimension."
Link and Samus had nothing to say to that.
"Besides, these godforsaken warriors I'm sending you to have their own problems to deal with. Convincing them might require talents and skills I don't possess."
There was no warning. No sound. There was simply a handful of Koopas keeping watch, and then half of them were dead. Two Lakitus pierced by gray blades. One Magikoopa and a Chomp Bros were skewered by a violet tentacle through the chest. The four Koopas fell to the ground, barely even aware they were deceased. A dark, purple-tinged figure emerged from a suddenly there portal, tentacles retracting back to his body from his back, and the gray swords returning to his hands with a sudden flash.
"NO!" Samus and Link said, both reaching for weapons they didn't have.
"Stop him!" Kamek said, panicking as his wand reached painful levels of brightness.
One of the Lakitu's hurled a Spiny at the figure, but a blast of dark lightning from his hand vaporized both. A Magikoopa cast a spell and the surviving Chomp Bros hurled his Chain Chomp, but the figure simply sidestepped both attacks and slashed both Koopas down the middle, coating his blades in blood. The last Magikoopa tried to teleport but found that hard to do when a sword entered and then exited his throat.
"It was a nice attempt at an escape," the figure said, shadows clearing to reveal the man they all knew it had to be. "But pointless."
"Dammit Kidar, can't you just try and not be the worst thing in the world?" Link said as the man smiled at him.
His armor was unchanged, black with gold trim and a violet cape. His purple hair was longer than before, covering his ears and surprisingly messy considering how immaculate the rest of him looked. His face was hard and angular, the boy-like smoothness he had on their adventure together faded until he looked like a man forced to grow up too fast.
Kamek shouted and flung his wand forward, a spell crackling to life before them and creating a wobbly, hesitant portal.
"Go!" Kamek shouted.
"No," Kidar stated, raising a hand and clenching a fist. The portal shook and started to fade, and Kamek poured more power into it, trying desperately to keep it steady, but even so it was barely there and looked dangerous to even get near. So Samus punched Kidar in the face.
The swordsman was staggered, but not down and he blasted her with a burst of dark lightning that sent her screaming to the ground. Kamek twisted his wand and fired a ball of flames at Kidar and he deflected it with a casual swing of his arm.
"Link!" Samus shouted. "Go!"
"No one is going!" Kidar shouted, as Link took a hesitant step towards the portal. "You wouldn't abandon your friends to their fate would you? You wouldn't abandon her?"
Link stopped, the triangle markings on his hand flaring painfully.
"That's it Link, stay here and show me your courage," Kidar said derogatorily. "You know, my chest still aches from when you drove your sword into it. Maybe you'd like to try and finish me off?"
Link didn't move. Samus gasped painfully and Kamek cast another spell, this one of cutting winds and dust. Kidar simply weathered it, the slices of the winds seeming dull against his armor.
"Link!" Kamek said, frantically thinking of something he could do, anything to slow Kidar down. "If you don't go through that portal, all this will have been for nothing!"
"Link!" Kidar interjected. "You are the Bearer of the Triforce of Courage. When last we fought, you faltered. If you wish to verify that you deserve that honor, than prove it now!"
Link smiled at that, although it was a sad, beaten smile. With a single glance at Samus Link raised his head...and dived through the portal. It vanished shortly thereafter and Samus looked at Kidar, a triumphant smile on her face. A smile that faded when she saw it was matched by the one on Kidar's.
In a Dark Nexus between Dimensions...
Six figures slowly entered a room, each stepping out from a different door. The room was brightly lit, but gray in tone and bore only a single large table, surrounded by six throne-like chairs. A seventh, broken chair stood at the head of the table. With nary a glance at the broken chair, each of the men took a seat.
One was a large, fat man with a distended body on top of a pair of spindly legs. His head was hairless, with the exception of a rather spectacular red mustache that extended quite a ways from his body. His deepset eyes were hidden behind a pair of dark, circular glasses. He took his seat with some difficulty, finding it hard to fit his body around the table.
Another was an older man, garbed in a white labcoat. His body shape was more normal, and his gray mustache less impressive, but his hair was spread out into two large wings that gave him a rather sinister appearance. His age seemed to serve no hindrance to him, as he moved with the ease of a younger man.
The third man nearly appeared in his chair, so quickly did he move. His blond hair was slicked back and his eyes were hidden behind sunglasses the same color as the trench coat he wore.
The fourth man took his time, practically floating to his position. His eyes were a pale white, with no pupils that nearly matched the color of his large, nearly square teeth, presented in a distended and disturbing smile. A peaked cap sat perched on his head and his long cape caused him to stumble a bit while getting into his chair.
The fifth man was wearing a black hooded coat with more than the normal amount of zippers. His long, spiky hair was nearly white and contrasted sharply with his amber gaze. He lounged in his chair like he was expecting to nap shortly.
The final man was dressed in golden and violet armor, with the jagged structure and multi-pointed cape giving him an insect-like appearance. His head was horned, long light yellow hair framing an effeminate face. He was the first to sit, and once everyone else had taken their place, he was the first to stand.
"We must seek a plan to deal with our foes," he said, his voice lilting, yet strangely deep.
"I'm surprised to see you representing your world," the lounging man said. "I expected the clown or the swordsman."
The standing man smiled lightly. "Neither are of a mindset that denotes cooperation. I rather expect they would get frustrated dealing with you and attempt to murder you all."
"Regardless," the capped man said, leaning forward. "He's right, we need a plan."
"Well don't look at me," the older man said. "Most of my plans consist of just telling everyone that I'm not evil now, oh wait, whoops sorry, totally still evil."
"Not what we're looking for," the standing man said.
"Hey if it's robots you need, we've got you covered," the oddly shaped man said, gesturing at himself and the elderly one next to him. "As far as actual plans go though, no we kind of suck at that."
"It is true though," the sunglasses wearing man said in a gravelly voice, "That M.C. is gone?"
He nodded to the chair. The standing man nodded back. "Yes. He has been killed, and his primary armies and subordinates obliterated. I am unsure as to how he was killed or by who. The only information I have is that small group carved a swathe through his forces and went straight for him."
"Idiot," the lounging man said.
"Still, he brought us back to life and assembled us for a reason," the standing man finished, as if no one else had spoken.
The oddly shaped man snorted. "Speak for yourself. I never died."
"Me neither," the old man said.
"I had a plan for coming back," both the capped man and the sunglassed man said at the same time. They paused and looked at each other oddly.
"The Heroes of our worlds are gathering," the standing man said, seemingly unperturbed by the interruptions. "They seek to overthrow our new dominions. M.C. foolishly allowed a renegade group to battle his men one at a time. We must not allow this to happen to us. We might not want to work together, but if we don't want to meet the same fate we will have to."
The others all nodded in agreement, albeit reluctantly.
"Now," the standing man said, his grin turning vicious. "Who here has the best plan to see all our foes sent to the bowels of Hell? I've been dying to have some company."
In a bar of no specific location...
Link was dropped roughly the ground from his portal, feeling like he had been stomped on by a dozen mountains given legs. Blearily he looked around and found himself in a bar. Confused, he checked again and asserted from the frowning bartender, wiping out a glass cleaner than the rag he was using and the mugs of multi-colored occasionally foaming liquid in front of the people staring at him that he was in a bar and his initial assessment was correct.
With that confirmed, he took a second look at the people in the bar, a ragtag and confusing group. There were a few brightly colored rodent-like people that made him think of Raichu. A pair of mechanical attired men reminded him of Samus, and while the rest looked purely human, their weapons and attire diverged greatly. Some bore guns and military garb, while others were armored and carried swords bigger than any even Ganondorf had wielded.
Link slowly got to his feet, surprised when one of the men helped him up. His surprise was further enhanced when he realized that none of the people were suffering from surprise of their own. In fact, he nearly seemed expected.
"Looks like the last one is here," the man in a red mechanical suit and long flowing blonde hair said.
"Last one?" Link said. "What's going on? Who are you people?"
The man who was helping Link up, the man with the giant sword and spiky yellow hair, smiled at that. "Link my friend, we're the heroes."
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