Howdy guys, author here. I tried writing a ssb story once but that didn't turn out well so I deleted it. After getting some much needed motivation, I decided to try my hand and it again. Constructive criticism/positive comments would be a huge help. Also, I do not own any character from the Super Smash Brothers franchise. Well, without further ado, here's the first chapter...

The plains today were in its most ideal setting. No clouds were in sight, the grass gently flowed with the breeze, and the temperature was just right. In the middle of the plains was a building, or more specifically, a coliseum. It was incredibly large and soared like a skyscraper. However, the peace and quiet of the plains never remained for long as the screams and shouts of excited people echoed throughout.

What was making these people really feeling it? Well, I'm glad you asked reader. Only the most popular program of all time, Super Smash Brothers! Every week this program pits fighters against one another in a test of strength, adaptability, and intellect. They fight each other and whoever is standing in the end wins. Many fighters from different worlds gather for this program to demonstrate their worth, but we will be focusing on a sword-wielding fighter.

This swordsman is very unique from the rest of the fighters of Smash. This male wielded a heavy long sword of unique properties. It would never break, had a unique golden kind of color, and can summon flames. Its name is Ragnell and its wielder's name is Ike. Ike is not of noble birth unlike Marth, who is from the same world as him. He is the leader of the Greil Mercenaries and made his name by leading his men under him with great skill and defeating the Black Knight. His talents have piqued the interest of Smash and its benefactors decided to send him and invitation...

Ike P.O.V

"Rah!" I yelled as I slammed my practice sword into Boyd's stomach, causing him to fly backwards and hit a tree.

"You're going have to be lighter on your feet if you don't want to get hurt! And try thinking about your next move because all you're doing is just carelessly charging at me."

"Whatever, I'm tired out." Boyd groaned as he laid back into the tree and got into a comfortable position.

"Hey, don't sleep on me! If you're gonna sleep at least do it at home."

"Wait, we're done sparring today?!" Boyd exclaimed as a gleam appeared in his eyes.

"Yeah, we're done." I chuckled as he whooped in joy and ran to his house, leaving clouds behind him. I shook my head at the sight and smiled. "He should have that enthusiasm when we fight" I think in my head. "Anyways I should probably do something right now. I guess I'll take a long walk back home."

And so I did. I wandered around through the woods and looked at the beauty that Mother Nature had to offer. However, as I got near my house, a teleportation glyph appeared right in front of me. I managed to shield my eyes right before a blinding light appeared out of the glyph.

After waiting a couple seconds to make sure that no light was still excreting from the glyph, I opened my eyes and noticed that a letter replaced where the glyph was. Just to make sure, I looked around to see if anybody was trying to pull an ambush on me. Confused that no one was around the vicinity, I went back to the letter and decided to open it. On the letter was a strange stamp. It was a circle with one horizontal line and one vertical line. I picked up the letter and snapped off the stamp. Inside the letter was an invitation written in cursive. It read...

Dear Ike,

Hello! I would like to invite you in a program called Super Smash Brothers. In this program we will set you up against fighters from different worlds to show your might. Your achievements have gotten our attention and we would be more than happy to have you. If you choose to accept, you will have your own room at the Smash Mansion and be paid _ gold each week. If you choose to accept our offer, please press your right thumb against the letter in the next 24 hours. Good bye!

From, Master Hand

What kind of name is Master Hand? I shook my head and proceeded to walk back home. It seems like a good offer. Not only can I fight against other fighters from different worlds but also I am being paid to do so. I guess I should take up the offer but I need to pack first. With this in mind, I proceeded to fill a sack full of spare clothes and toiletries. Next to my bed was a locker made of wood imbued with magic that could be opened with my touch only. My hand grazed against the door and it slowly creaked open. In it was my most prized possession, Ragnell. This blade is priceless and losing it is like losing part of my identity. I took it off its mantle and hefted it across my shoulder. With everything packed, I went back to the table where the letter laid. My thumb hovered over the letter for a second until I slammed it down. Here goes nothing...!

The view of my surroundings turned into white as I fell into a vortex. After a couple seconds of this free falling, I fell feet first in front of a huge mansion. Its grey stones and the occasional vines made it seem like a very old building. Surrounding the mansion is a beautiful field full of vegetation, friendly wildlife, and what appeared to be a long road connected to a building full of metallic birds.

Now this I can get used to. I thought as I breathed in the scent of the nearby fauna. But first I got to say that I'm here to this "Master Hand" guy.

With a deep breath, I walked up to the large wooden doors situated in the front of the mansion and proceeded to push them open. The doors slowly opened to reveal a crowd of very strange people and creatures. One person seemed to be wearing extremely advanced armor that I have never seen before and had what appeared to be a cannon for a right arm. Another person looked like a wolf laguz but stood on two feet and had the motion capability of a human. This was a very shocking view and I probably stared at them most likely with my jaws hitting the ground. However, they paid no mind as they all shouted...

"WELCOME TO SMASH!"