Yo, how's it goin' bros? Welcome to the first chapter of my new story! Hopefully you guys will like it, and I'll try to make the next one longer.

Somewhere, in the dark reaches of Subspace, the Lord of Subspace, Tabuu, was laughing evilly. "Yes," he whispered, "At long last, I have found the item which will give me the power to not only destroy the Smashers, but also conquer the realms!" Tabuu started laughing again while summoning a cloud of Shadowbugs. The Shadowbugs were convulsing, pulsating, with brief flashes of color running across the surface of the cloud. When the cloud reached Tabuu, it was in the shape of a large, circular, multicolor diamond. Tabuu held this mock-diamond in his hand, a twisted smirk appearing on his face, before he went into another laughing fit.

**Ruh-Roh**

Serefin was a normal Author, at least compared to some of the more eccentric ones. He had dirty blond hair that hung in his blue eyes, wore a red, unzipped hoodie, a red shirt with a black fiery lion on it, blue jeans, and red and black sneakers. But, unfortunately, he also had his fair share of eccentricities. For one, he had a large gem hanging from his neck constantly, and he had another personality that, while not exactly homicidal, was still just as likely to chop off your hand as shake it. Right now though, none of that mattered. He was walking to his friend's house, another Author named The Element Commander. We'll just call him EC, though.

Anyway, Serefin was quite enjoying the peace of the moment. Author-made birds were singing, bugs were buzzing, and the sun was shining so brightly that it looked like it would never stop. "Ahhh," Serefin sighed, breathing in deeply. "This is the definition of peace." After saying that, the teenager saw what looked like a ghostly version of him come into his line of sight, only this version was wearing much more different clothing. Sol rolled his eyes at Serefin, not understanding his otherselve's love of the moment. Serefin noticed this and said, "You know, Sol, I really wish you smell this air. It's the cleanest it's ever been!" Sol rolled his eyes again before saying, "What's the big deal? It's just the same air that's been around the Stone Age."

Serefin glared at his otherself, angry that Sol was apparently too pig-headed to know when to relax. Sol just ignored him, and Serefin responded in turn. After a few minutes of ignoring each other, the pair finally made it to an illustrious manor. Serefin, without even knocking, walked right in, stepping into the foyer. He looked up at the top of the set of stairs and yelled, "Honey, I'm home!" A voice came from somewhere above saying, "I'm not your wife, Serefin! Do I have to tell you that every time?" From the staircase descended EC, dressed in his usual garb, with a grin on his face. When the two Authors met, they did a fistpound in greeting.

"So, Serefin, how's it holding up?" EC asked. "Ah, you know, same old same old," Serefin replied. The two started to talk about various things from which Author would win if certain ones fought to which areas of the multiverse they had yet to fully explore. They became so engrossed in conversation that they didn't notice five minutes quickly turning into an hour, which soon turned into two hours. But, unfortunately, their conversation was interrupted by a sudden explosion.

BOOM!

Serefin looked at EC. In trepidation he asked, "Did you let out, by any chance?" EC shook his head before responding, "No, it couldn't have been him, that explosion was spelled perfectly." EC looked at Serefin, who nodded his head, before running out the door, Serefin following close behind. When they saw what had caused the explosion, they couldn't believe their eyes. The Subspace Army was attacking the Authors' Realm! The clouds had turned red, the various constructions made by Authors had been destroyed and knocked over, and everywhere you looked the damage of battle was painfully obvious. Hundreds of Primids were fighting against the just-as-numerous Authors. Despite the powers of the Authors, it looked like they were cutting through the hordes of enemies very slowly. EC ran into battle, drawing Golden Light, while Serefin did the same, drawing Maelstrom. While EC was cutting through the Primids easily, Serefin was running to the center of the force, cutting through the mindless drones so viciously that they were sent flying.

After about five minutes of battle, Serefin finally reached his location. Slicing through enemies to make room, Serefin leapt into the air and called out, "Element Art: Freezing Fury!" While Serefin started to fall back down, the clouds above the battlefield turned a darker red, and it started to snow. The Primids seemed to slow down a tiny bit, wondering why someone decided to make it snow. After a few seconds, a fierce wind started to pickup, and the snow began falling faster and in larger amounts, making a fierce blizzard. Despite the fact that it should've been freezing and near impossible to keep level footing, the Authors seemed to not feel the blizzard, almost like it was only targeting The Subspace Army, which was quickly slowing down, with those that were not killed by an Author frozen and shattered. The fierce snow storm raged for a minute, quickly allowing the Authors the upper hand.

When the last Primid was stabbed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was over. "I see you've managed to take out my small army," said the voice of Tabuu. Everyone tensed up and turned to where the voice was coming from. Tabuu was floating in the air, his arms crossed, a look of annoyance on his face. "Unfortunately, that means you now have to deal with me." Everyone took a step back as Tabuu began to slowly float towards them, then jumped up at him in a vain attempt to overwhelm him. Tabuu merely waved his hand and the Authors were repelled away. He continued floating, looking everywhere for the gem he found.

"Hey, techno-freak!" Tabuu turned around only to be met with a sword slash to the face. Shrugging it off, he grabbed the perpetrator, which happened to be Serefin, and held him up to his face so he could see him. Serefin gave a sheepish laugh and said, "It was worth a shot." Tabuu looked him over before noticing the gem around his neck. "How did he get that?" Tabuu thought. He pointed to the gem and said, "Where did you get such a powerful artifact?"

Serefin glanced at where he was pointing. "You mean my Spirit Gem? I've had it ever since I can remember." Tabuu grinned evilly as he reached for the Gem. When he put his hand around it, Serefin started struggling to push it away, but it was no use. Tabuu removed the Spirit Gem from around the Author's neck. Instantly Serefin felt a strange sensation, as if a part of him had just disappeared. Tabuu threw Serefin towards a wall, near where EC had landed when Tabuu had repelled him. The Lord of Subspace looked at Serefin, who was struggling to get up, and said, "You are no longer needed." With a wave of his hand, a portal opened up next to Serefin, sucking him and EC into it.

**NO!**

Serefin opened eyes groggily and sat up in the bed. "Ugh, what happened?" he wondered. "Let's see, Tabuu picked me up and threw me, said some stuff, and then I was sucked into a portal. After that…..Gah! Then what happened?!" Serefin swung himself out of the bed, ready to get to the bottom of this. "Well, if it isn't Sleeping Beauty. Have a nice nap?" Serefin looked towards the voice and instantly gained a grin when he saw it was EC. "Dude! I can't believe it! You were sucked up by that portal too?" Serefin asked ecstatically.

EC grinned and said, "Come on dude, there's someone I want you to meet." EC walked out of the room, Serefin following behind. EC opened a large office door, and when Serefin walked in, he was surprised to see Master Hand floating above him. "Welcome, Serefin and EC, to the Smash Mansion."