Ok to let you all know this Fic does feature some original characters, but don't worry as original characters they make sense and are fully Nintendo inspired being that some of the are the children of the Smashers. This Fic does feature some pairings, lots of gratuities fight scenes, drama from behind the scenes as well as a kinky scene or two, but that's deeper into the story.

Original Summary: Taking place 20 years after the brawl tournament,Master Hand is bored out of his mind until a strange youth wearing Samus's armour finds his way into the smash kingdom.A new tournament begins with the children of the original smashers and our veterans

I wrote this FanFic as a way to practise my writting. I do not own any of these characters except for the original characters introduced. This fic WILL be finished by the end of the summer...I hope. So please review, you wont be dissapointed.

Welcome to Smash Kingdom

"Great another day in this forsaken place" Master Hand said as he put his feet up on the desk. His once great and ever profitable Smash Kingdom had become nothing more than an interdimensional gas station.

Master Hand no longer took on his disembodied hand appearance, all those years spent with humanoids and bipeds made him appreciate such a form. He now resembled a wire frame, yet his body was pitch black and smooth. All he wore was a long dark purple trench coat that he always left open and two white gloves, with his left one always fidgeting for some reason. The most remarkable thing about him was that he didn't have a face, or ears for that matter. Yet anyone who gazed upon him could tell he was bored out of his mind.

Eighteen years had passed since the last Smash Bros tournament, even though it was a flop it was still his smash tournament. All the smashers had gone home. The only smasher left was Ganondorf due to the fact that his only other option was to return to his prison inside the sacred realm. Unfortunately he was just slightly less dull than all the wire frames and alloys combined. At least when he tried to take over Smash kingdom (which according to count would now be 37) things were not as boring. All Ganondorf did now was boss around the alloys at the restaurant near the dimensional gates for no better reason then to make their lives miserable. Although to be fair he did do a good job of running the place.

"Its all that damn woman's fault" Master Hand said out loud as he remembered why Smash Kingdom had become nothing more than this…….truck stop.

(At the dimensional gate Restaurant)

"YOU CALL THESE PANCAKES" Ganondorf said as he took the plate from the female V2 Alloy and smashed it on the ground.

"I'mmmm I'mmm I'm so sorry sir I'll I'll do a better job I promise" she said in a panic. Ganondorf then lifted her by her collar so she could meet him at eye level, since she was only half his height, "Oh not only will do a better job, but you will clean up this mess and if you ever make such "subpar" food again ill fire you, LITERALLY" his hand began to glow in darkness scaring the poor girl half to death. He then dropped the alloy flat on her behind.

Ganondorf walked away from the mess and returned to his table with a wicked smile on his face. He loved to torment the fresh blood at HIS restaurant; it had become his after the original owner "disappeared". Sometimes it really did pay to be the king of all evil. He went back to his breakfast as he tried to figure out what to do today, nothing interesting happened in this place not to mention the fact that Master Hand was far too powerful to overthrow. Ganondorf did not even have enough time to finish his thought when he heard a large crash come from outside his restaurant.

"Finally SOMEONE with balls in this place" as he ran out to greet this newcomer

The outside looked a lot less trashed then he thought it would, to Ganondorf this seemed more like a warning shot. He looked around to see who had caused this destruction. He reached the spot where the sound had come from. Ganondorf decided to take a closer look.

"Hmmm no alloy could cause burn marks like these, wait a second this looks more like………WHAT!" Ganondorf suddenly heard the sound of a missile flying. He merely smirked and stood his ground.

The missile stopped a just few feet in front of him.

"I'm surprised, generally people run away from missiles, you're either really confident or retarded" a figure said in a robotic voice as its metallic foot steps approached the dark king.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA you think I would run away from your puny attack……ARAN"

The figure stopped cold in its tracks, "How did you……"

Ganondorf was finally able to get a good look at Aran, he noticed a slight change in her. Her armor was different, but the design was definitely the same, it also seemed that it was less curvy………..how odd.

"How do you know that name?"

"Isn't it obvious Samus"

"Huh well that explains it, your only half right" Aran released the pressure lock on the helmet and began to remove it"

Ganondorf saw a face that seemed eerily familiar, at first he was slightly taken aback but then he began to chuckle at what he saw. The helmet was off and what he saw was a boy of a mere 20 years with blonde hair and hazel eyes. He had an emotionless look on his face as if nothing could move him.

"My name is Adam Aran" his gaze began to pierce Ganondorf in a way that even took the Dark King back, "and you are going to tell me everything you know about Samus Aran"

Yet in the end all Ganondorf could do was laugh, laugh at the boys ordering request, laugh at his face, and finally laugh for a reason only he could know.