This is my first story so plz be nice if you review. I am also accepting OC's. See the bottom for that. ENJOY!

Prologue

The black office was quiet. Footsteps could be heard coming down the hall. The single occupant to the office smiled deviously. The door swung open, creaking as it did. The figure standing in the doorway was a 17 year-old boy dressed in jeans and a camo top. His left arm had a red skull tattoo. His hair was midnight black with a red streak, his eyes red, and his skin tan. His expression was blank.

"What do you want?" the boy asked.

The man at the office's desk smiled even wider. "I have a new mission for you," he said, "It involves an old game and its main character."

"That definitely clears it up," the boy replied sarcastically.

The man or should I say monster at the desk frowned in mock pain. "You know I hate that tone, Exo."

Exo said nothing. He remembered the first time he entered this office.

Years ago, Exo had been wandering the streets in search of adventure. He had just finished his hero training and wanted some action. He tried to find a place where he was needed, but he couldn't find one. Finally, after three days he ran into a man in an alley. The man was dressed in a pure white suit. The man used his white fedora to block his face.

"Hello," Exo said weakly. Exo had learned in hero school that most adventures involved talking to strangers.

"Hello to you too, little hero," the man answered in a jovial tone. Exo asked the man if he knew a place where heroes were needed. The man replied, "I, in fact, need a hero. Actually I think you're perfect for the job."

"Really? I'll do my best," Exo had said. The man had taken him to his office where Exo unknowingly sold his soul for amazing abilities. Afterwards, the man transformed into the monster that sat in before him in the present.

"Exo? Exo? EXO!"

"Um…uh yeah?"

"Were you tuning me out?"

"No."

"Then answer my question."

"Seven?"

"Wow, sorry I doubted you."

The black spirit put away his almost impossible math calculation and focused on Exo's mission. The spirit's name was 'The Boss'. He was a being-a pure black spirit. His spirit moved like fire or like the Chariot Master. The Boss had the ability to shape shift. He was wearing a purple T-shirt and jeans, but his soul was burning through them.

"You are going to help Pit. He-"

"Wait, Pit? Pit! He's one of my favorite smashers. He-"

"Yeah, Yeah I know he's…" The boss made goo-goo eyes. "…right next to your true love Samus. Anyway, you have to go help him. You will get wings, lose your ability to summon any type of weapon, and have some of your memory replaced."

"Wait, what was that last-"

The Boss put a finger to Exo's forehead and Exo became silent and stared off into space. The Boss snapped his fingers and wings appeared on Exo. The Boss placed a First Blade in Exo's hands. Finally, he touched Exo's forehead again and pushed him into the game-jumping closet before Exo knew what was happening.

"Perfect," said The Boss as he began to laugh maniacally. "It's time for a makeover." He snapped his fingers again and he transformed. "Exo is gonna have fun on this adventure. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

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