A/N: I'm getting so many ideas that it's hard to keep up with them all. My brain cells are having too much fun with this writing fan fiction. Oh well, cant blame them, it is fun. So, you're here to read the story, I'm not gonna keep you here any longer.

Disclaimer: I don't own the majority of these characters. Nintendo does. Only the ones I made up and the one Shinobi Kitten helped me create.

Chicken Wings are Best Served with BBQ Sauce

Fireworks exploded in a shower of colors in the night sky. It was time for the most anticipated events in gaming. Nintendo's nostalgic characters, a dome stadium, and thousands of rabid fans. It is a battle between the iconic heroes and villains to determine who is the leading Nintendo character, and all for the sake of the fans.

It is the Super Smash Brothers tournament.

Thousands upon thousands of fans filled the seats of the gigantic stadium in which their favorite characters fight against each other. Even the most hardcore Playstation and Xbox fans are in seats. It's Nintendo; they are the ones who basically started the hobby that a lot of people have become obsessed over.

The raging fans quieted down as the lights of the dome became dim. At the center, a single light shown on the steel platform. A man in a dark blue suit and white shirt stepped into the light and grabbed the microphone that dangled from the ceiling.

"Ladies and Gentlemen. Welcome, to the greatest event in gaming history. Back in 1987, Nintendo graced us with what became the defining moment that led to home gaming. Everyone can remember Mario jumping over goombas, Link defeating the King of Evil and rescuing Princess Zelda, Samus being revealed to be a female, and from that, we have grown to love them." He said.

"As a gift to you fans of this beloved franchise, those heroes, heroines, and villains will fight. Of course, we took the precautions that they wont get hurt and ensure they're future in gaming. At the same time, we can all find out who is the better character created for the Nintendo league. Who else could make character like the genius at Nintendo did? No one."

More lights shone on the stage revealing the majority of Nintendo characters. Everyone who became cherished was there. Mario in his overalls, Link with his Master Sword, Donkey Kong with his lowly tie, and even more were standing there, beaming at their fans.

"Now, let's get this tournament started." The man said.

More fireworks shot up in the air and lit up the entire sky. The all-stars went back to their respective locker rooms.

"The tournament will be like this. There are four divisions. Each character will fight their way through to reach the end of their division and then when all four have been decided, there will be a four-way battle between them. Now people who have been eliminated do have a second chance. This second chance will come as another battle between them and a warrior we have carefully chosen. Should they win, they are able to fight again. Lose, they stay eliminated."

Above him a large, four-sided screen lit up and had the latter set up with only no names. The man snapped his fingers and instantly, names started to show up in each blank space. In a matter of moments, the beginning black spots all had names.

"I am John Logos. I will be your announcer and commentator." He looked up at the screen and saw the first two names. "First match, Fox and Roy."

Music started to play from their respective games as both combatants made their way to the stage. They shook each other's hands and looked at John.

"Oh, right. Fighting will be taken place in an arena from one of the fighter's game areas. I will flip a coin and one side calls it. If they call it right, they get theirs but call it wrong, the other side gets their arena. They both step into the transporters behind me and begin the match. Everything will be broadcasted onto the screens."

Everything seemed to be going perfectly. Fans soaking it all in as it was almost heaven for them. But, high above in the rafters were a couple of individuals with a different thing on their mind then watching the fight.

"You decided whose going down there yet Chris?" said one of the four. He leaned against a steel pole with his arms crossed. He wore a black, long-sleeved shirt and black pants and shoes. Along with his chocolate skin, he blended into the shadows but he had an attitude that wouldn't let him. He looked at the figure in front of him with his hazel eyes. "I'm getting kind of bored up here."

"Seriously, we really don't have the time to wait for you. You may have been chosen to be the our leader but we have minds of our own." Said another. Wearing less conspicuous clothing, he had traditional ninja attire. Black. Some parts of it though, such as his gloves and headband he wore to show his village alliance were red, like his eyes. "Right Sam."

The brunette turned to her ninja partner. Like him, she wore black shinobi clothing but instead of red she had blue on. She looked at both of the other two with her sapphire eyes. "Steve, Daniel, shut up. I'm sure whoever Chris chooses will be…"

"Daniel, Steve, both of you are going down there." Interrupted Chris. He slowly put down his binoculars and stared at them with his amber, hawk like eyes. His face was indifferent with what they were saying before. The black leather jacket he wore billowed slightly. On his back was a large sword and beneath that were another four in an "x" shape. His right arm covered in a golden gauntlet. "Understood?"

Daniel fanned his hand at him. Steve kept staring hard at Chris. "What about Sam?"

Chris was already walking away. "What about her?"

"Ain't she coming down too?" he asked.

"There are only two opponents waiting for you. It would be unfair if she were to go down there as well." He responded calmly.

"It's alright." Sam said. "That only means I get to get to kick even better butt."

Chris thumbed the katana on his left side. "And don't forget to come back."

A/N: End Chapter. So what do ya'll think? How bout those guys dressed in black? What do you think they're going to do? Oh, and Shinobi Kitten, tell me what you think of your character so far.