MY first story!

Disclaimer: I own nothing of these characters. Nintendo owns Smash Bros and From Software owns Dark Souls; and thus, their respective characters. Hope I wrote well, and rate & review, fellows!

CHAPTER THE FIRST

It was a glorious day in Lordran. The magnificent sun shone, all the Hollows had been dispatched, and the Hellkite Drake had been sent flying away whimpering with a well-aimed Sunlight Spear. Now there was nothing left to do on the Undead Parish's bridge except wait for the Drake to return, and chuck a Sunlight Spear at its' gnarly visage. One more use. He groaned, regretting all the times he passed through that bloody passage with the rats instead of slaying the Drake.

The Undead sighed. Everything had become monotonous ever since his friend Solaire of Astora had kindled the First Flame… heh, that guy was shining in the sky, so to speak. Of course, he thought, he's Gwyn's firstborn, after all. Now he's back where he belongs.

But now there was no Flame to be kindled (for the time being, anyways), no Bells of Awakening to be rung, and no serpent to direct them on a quest to save the world. The Flame was stable, and with it the world. The few things he could take pleasure in engaging were the hostile inhabitants of Lordran (which he could take care of easily) and the invading Darkwraiths (which happened quite rarely). Or a Dragon servant (those were the strange ones.)

And lastly, most of his friends were gone. The Crestfallen Warrior, slain in New Londo. The Thorolundians, and Lautrec (although he proved to be worse, much like Petrus). Siegmeyer of Catarina, lost to some Chaos Eaters. Griggs of Vinheim, struck down looking for his master. And let's not forget the master, Big Hat Logan, who he had to kill after he'd gone insane reading some forbidden tomes in the Duke's archives. The remaining few weren't so chatty, except for Laurentius, and good ol' Patches. Pfffft. First he flips a bridge on me, then kicks me into a pit. But it was worth it. Now he's for me, tooth and nail.

There was someone else, though... but the pain that came with even just a mention, a thought, even... it was not worth it.

For now, all he could do was sit in ennui and stare at the scenery. (Aside from waiting for the dragon, that is.)

Suddenly, he saw a comet streak into the sky. Eh. Don't care if it's bad luck or whatever; it's kinda pretty up there. Solaire, you made this or something?

Meanwhile, in outer space right near Lordran's location, the comet rocketed into the cosmos. It began to slow and finally reached a halt in front of the somewhat benign planet. Rosalina shuddered. This was one reach of the cosmos she had not traveled to… yet. This galaxy gave her the chills.

First was its strange, small yet very bright sun. She felt not only the usual warmth and light a sun gave off, but also a strange resonance from it… as if it were alive and brimming with joy. A sentient sun... that was scary if it started moving around. Second was the planet in question. Even from far away, she had a sense of what was going on down there. A thin cloud layer gave way to a vast, earthlike planet with much greenery and mountains, verdant seas, and vast forests. But that was not what frightened her, no. That was even quite tranquil! It was the cities, the marks of civilization, which bothered her.

Vast tracts of land were burning, the conflagration reaching several hectares wide. She could also see mottled specks of farmland which had been struck by drought. And signs of a great war were everywhere. Not that she could see all of them clearly, or that she needed to. There were just plains filled with small grayish specks which she thought were corpse piles. All the other specks were tents and battlements, she guessed. After that was purely nature itself. What worried her was that there were so few traces of humanity on this planet, and most of them were that benign.

Have they all gone extinct? It's a possibility. Human nature can be so destructive and pleasing all the same. But Master Hand told me of the anomaly residing in here… which we either would capture and utilize, or eliminate. And there might be something, human or no, that might be guarding it… or at least living near it...

Sensing her discomfort, a blue Luma floated near her. "Mama? Are you all right?"

Rosalina jumped, a bit startled. "Oh, hi, my child! S-sorry, was a bit startled there! Well, I'm kind of unsure about this place. It feels quite odd, indeed…"

The Luma's expression changed to one of curiosity. "Why is it weird?"

"Because", Rosalina replied," as I can see, the people in it just kept on having war…? I guess? Well, my child, I guess it should not worry us for the moment." She sighed. "By the way, my child, what is your name?"

"My name is Oliver, Mama!" the Luma replied, quite evidently proud of its name.

"Oliver… Mhmmm, you're quite unique when it comes to names!" Rosalina beamed, and gave him a Star Bit, which he promptly devoured. "Umm…." He mumbled.

"What is it, child? Anything wrong?"

"Can I have some more, Mama?" Luma begged plaintively.

"Of course, Oliver, as long as it's not too much, my child. Because if you do eat too much, you're going to change into something else. And you don't want that to happen now, right?" she replied.

"Right, Mama!" Oliver replied, and received a second Star bit. Then a third.

"Right. Where are the others, my child?"

"Oh, Mama, they're just playing hide-and-seek all over the place! I didn't join yet because I was quite hungry."

"Oh, I see, my dear. Could you call them, please? It's lunchtime now, actually." Rosalina glanced at a clock and a schedule, and sighed. She had her own "time zone" (as Master Hand called it) just for the Lumas' welfare. Nothing significant about having that sort of thing, except for it leading to sleepless nights and stressful days when it came to taking care of her stellar children… but that she was willing to endure.

"Of course, Mama!" Oliver shouted, and bounded out of the Beacon, beaming a Cheshire smile.

This was going to be a great day… or so they thought, anyways. As the Lumas began to float towards Rosalina, eager for their share of Star Bits, she chuckled. These, her children, were... quite capable of taking care of themselves... and her as well. My deepest thanks to you, my children, she thought, and my apologies... I haven't given you credit where credit is due.

"Mhmmm…one for you, Mike, and you too, Louise – hey, don't fight over that, you two! You can come to me if you're still hungry~ Oh, hi there, Oliver! You ok? How are your friends?"

"They're all fine, Mama! Right, Zach?" "Right!" "Hey, Sean, I want that one! The blue one!" "Don't you already have one?"

Such was just some of the babble which usually ensued when it was lunchtime on the Observatory. Most of it was directed at Mama, who was giving out Star Bits from her massive, hammerspace-hidden supply. Some of it was arguments over the said Star bits, which Rosalina quickly put a stop to. Things then got a bit quieter when the Lumas started concentrating on chewing, and when Rosalina decided to have her share of the bounty. Well, I'll have to make do with this for a while… don't have any ingredients for gourmet or baked products yet.

After that, the Lumas began to scatter into groups, chasing each other or playing kid's games with the playful agility of youth. Rosalina decided it was about time for her to get a quick nap, when a familiar brown Luma approached her. "Oh, hi, Polari, what is it"?

"Good noon, milady! And what a fine noon it is, indeed… but I do feel something strange, milady."

"And what might that be, Polari? Is it the anomaly? Or a star of sorts we could use?" replied Rosalina. Polari's senses were, at best, quite as sharp as hers. Years of growth as a mere Luma yielded this strange effect. "We are running out of Power Stars, I should note."

"No, milady… it just so happens that, as soon as we arrived, I felt another presence. It… seems to be morbidly following us and biding its' time. As if it is waiting for an opportune moment to strike."

Rosalina's hackles began to rise in panic. "Oh, dear, Polari… where did you last sense it?"

"Er… as of right now – oh, wait, it's MOVING TOWARDS US – "

Polari suddenly warped out of the way in panic as a strange, blue humanoid suddenly flew at the Observatory… from out of nowhere, it seemed. It crashed into the Beacon head-first, stood up, shook the debris off itself, and began to reach for the starlike reactor when a ball of cosmos suddenly slammed into it, knocking it aside… but only for quite an abysmal distance.

It's happening again! She thought, quickly scrutinizing the situation. Someone attacks me and steals my power source, cue me on the floor, out cold, and the Lumas too... But thanks to combat training (courtesy of Smash), I won't let that happen. Not on my watch.

"A pitiful attempt, young woman! But it seems today, of all days, is the day you must perish!" boomed the thing. "I am Tabuu, embodiment of Subspace! And you shall not stand-"

Another wave of cosmic energy smacked him in the chest, followed by a razor-sharp halo. He'd managed to dodge that, and was now looking at his opponent with a begrudging respect in his eyes… but also with rage. "You dare interrupt me?! You're just a pathetic ant compared to this form!"

"Less talking, more fighting, eh sir?" Rosalina jested, sending wave after wave of cosmic hurt at the offender. "Let's get this over with, then!"

Meanwhile, the Undead watched this drama unfold from far below… albeit with very little quality, and with no idea of what was going on up there. The binoculars helped a bit. All he could see was a tiny black dot in the sky and continual flashes of blue as its occupants fought. All he knew was that he was geting one of the best light shows in the world, courtesy of his friend Solaire.

Or so he thought.

Presently, he heard a loud beating of wings from far away… heralding the approach of the infamous Hellkite Drake. It came from directly in front of him, obscuring his view of the light show... but also leaving it wide open to a strike from Sunlight Spear. His smirked, and began charging one. It was an easy shot. He took his time, aimed at the beast, and threw…

…and it did a corkscrew, dodging the thing!

Whoa, son, that's NEVER happened before! – He thought as he hastily brandished his Dragon Crest Shield as the dragon landed on its' perch and blew a hearty stream of fire. And now Sunlight Spear is out of uses. The thing's adaptive, I'll give it that… he thought, pulling out the really cool regular Lightning Spear while dodging toward the safe spot near the center of the bridge. The Drake loosed another jet of fire, and, seeing nothing happen, decided to wheel down to the bridge to investigate.

It was all over in seconds. The Undead, anticipating this, swung the huge, long chunk of steel we all know as the Bass Cannon, managing to lop a wing off due to the Zweihander's extraordinary length. The drake yowled in pain and tried to stomp him flat, but to no avail. The Undead had long since sidestepped, and quickly followed up with another slash, decapitating the poor thing.

Finally. After all the pain he's caused me… sighing in relief and taking a swig of his Estus Flask while feeling the sweet sensation of souls surging into his bosom.

"Lumas, keep yourselves safe! Let me take care of this!" she exclaimed as several of them dove at the being, only to be swatted away. They provided a nice distraction, though, as Tabuu focused more on the Lumas, and less on dodging Rosalina's attacks.

Finally, he'd had enough. He suddenly spawned a Chain of Light and began swinging it mercilessly, whacking the Lumas away. Some of them miraculously survived, while others couldn't take it and burst into stardust. One of them was caught up in the chain, and was used to bat poor Rosalina, who was knocked to the ground near the Terrace. She got up shakily and teleported back to the scene of calamity. Thinking about how cruelly those Lumas perished only fueled her rage. No time to weep, for now...

She quickly loosed more starbursts from her wand, some of which connected, emitting satisfying howls of pain from Tabuu. He dodged and retaliated by raining spectral bullets on her general direction – but she quickly warped out of the way. "I guess you have a point, darling!" He grinned. "And a mighty good show, too! But, sad to say, I'll have to end this quickly, if I can…"

Suddenly, multicolored, spectral wings began to unfurl from his back, and he began to charge energy. It was a magnificent sight, and a terrible one to see.

Rosalina, remembering all the stories the other smashers told her, quickly sent a powerful wave of cosmic energy towards one of the wing, hoping beyond hope that what Sonic achieved could happen again... But the wing didn't break. She fell to the ground dazed by the strain, but filled with overpowering love for her charges, she got back up again, eyes blazing with determination. For the Lumas, for her friends, for the universe itself… she could not give up so easily.

"Oh, nice try, miss!" Tabuu grinned. "That was surely something! But alas, not too strong… prepare to die!"

"Lumas! BRACE YOURSELVES!" Rosalina screamed, and managed to put up an energy shield... but she knew it was no use. Nothing could stand a chance against the Off Waves. Or so the other smashers said.

In despair, she glanced at the Beacon, at the Lumas, at everything she cared about. She sadly mused to herself, knowing she had done what she could. Forgive me, everyone. I failed all of you… even at my full potential.

And against all odds, a miracle happened.

Ever wonder what happens to Sunlight Spears if you miss? They just keep going until a.) their energy is expended, and it takes a long time before that happens, or b.) they hit something, e.g. a wall. In short, the Sunlight Spear which the Drake had dodged just kept on flying through space. Unobstructed, and against all odds, it reached the Observatory and heartily smashed into the spot on Tabuu's wing which had been struck by attacks, shattering it as an awestruck Rosalina and the Lumas looked on. Oh, my word! They must have great eyesight to score a hit on him from that far!

He howled, losing focus, leaving him wide open to more bombardment courtesy of Rosalina. This time he was knocked back a considerable distance, out of the general vicinity of the Observatory. This gave her the opening to quickly envelop the Observatory in a force field. She then controlled the Comet to speed towards the planet, hoping to find some sort of help from its natives. She couldn't fight this thing alone, and she sure knew the thing wasn't dead yet.

All in a day's work… she thought as the combined toll of exerting her power and injury began to weigh upon her, and as she fell forward, losing consciousness, the last thing she saw was the remaining brood of Lumas rushing towards her, trying to catch her. She smiled, and finally blacked out.

That's it for now, ladies and gentlemen! Stay tuned and as always, rate and review!

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