Fighting…
A physical conflict that has existed for over a millennia. Throughout countless times, people have engaged wither they mark their own territorial gains by showing their superior strength. They have cost many lives in the entire process, to rain bloodshed upon people.
Yet…there are the few…the proud, who fight for the prize. While not engaging in killer tactics, they do try to prove their strength towards one another. They fight for their own according, and thus, they are true fighters.
However…there are those who fight for much darker agendas…that are not as easy to see…
"This land is quite huge…how ever am I going to cross it all?" said a dark figure on a cliff looking at the rising sun across the horizon. As he takes a step forward in the light begins to reveal more of their character. He is very short, has pudgy like hands, and is wearing a mask. It is none other than the great swordsman of Dreamland himself, Meta Knight. "Hm…" He mumbles to himself as he saw a dark purple mist going all across the horizon. He flaps his cape open for them to turn into wings, and he flies off.
Off in a new distance, there is a large battle arena. It seems two warriors are duking it out within this large arena. One competitor has blue hair, and a odd colored blade. The other contender was a black haired with a little crown type thing, and a black cape. They dressed in clothing of their area, but they are general different in each way. The one with the crown was named Marth. The blue haired wonder was the warrior called Ike.
"Man…I'll give you credit, you're good." Ike complimented as he lifts his blade up in a defensive position.
"Why, so are you." Marth responded in a well-mannered way as he too lifted his blade. However, he was on offense as he did many fast strikes at Ike, but not able to grasp past his defenses.
Off in the arena crowd area, they were being watched by a few people. There was a man with a red hat, and blue overalls on. Another was a pink little puff ball with bright red feet, and a face that could literally make any woman think it was highly cute. These two are Mario and Kirby.
Over on the right, there was a lot more characters. There was a human-sized fox talking to a human-sized. They were both dressed up in pilots clothes. They also possessed a symbol on their clothes, so one could infer that they were of the same team. And that's exactly what they were. One of them was Fox McCloud, the other was Falco Lombardi of team Star Fox.
"Hey, Falco, who do you think will win this?" Fox questioned.
"Good question, Fox. My money is on that Ike guy." Falco responded.
"Time to finish this!" Marth said with excitement as he tried to a powerful lunge.
"I don't think so!" Ike answered as he swung his sword to collide with Marth's. However, the two would never get to deliver their exchange as something was inevitably going to happen.
From here on out…
It's an all out brawl…
Short, little chapter of my coming Brawl fanfic. I can't guarantee I'll use everyone, but I will do my best to entertain all you folks. Brawl out!