A/N: This is written for Tonesticpilot's Contest with the theme of 2012/apocalypse. This will be a multichapter fic, and there will be angst, character deaths, and violence, so don't say that I didn't warn you.

Disclaimer: I do not own Super Smash Brothers, the characters and elements are the properties of their respected owners.

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Chapter 1

Weather Bears Bad News

It was around 2 AM when the residents who were currently at the Smash Mansion started to notice.

The night was dark and ominous, except when the lightning and thunder rolled around. The crash and bright light was fascinatingly terrifying for young Lucas. He was lying in his bed, alone, looking at the scene outside of his small window. The rain was pounding against the roof, which kept him awake and in fear. Lucas was the paranoid type, scared of typical things such as spiders, heights, death, the dark, and of course, storms. He was lucky that he had his faithful teddy bear with him along the way, but even tonight it could not helping calm his overwhelming desire to get away from it.

Usually Lucas could handle storms typical storms by reminding himself that they would not hurt them, and they ended fairly quickly.

The only problem was that this was no typical storm. No, this one had been lasting for three days now.

Lucas had gotten next to no sleep in these three days; he was exhausted beyond all belief. Then again, barely anybody who had stayed in the mansion could sleep. A lot of people left to their own worlds because of it, and Lucas was sad –almost angry—that he didn't do the same.

The young blond boy made a decision. He would go see Ness, and hopefully he could help calm the quaking fear residing in him.

Lucas got out of bed wearing his fluffy baby blue pyjamas that he loved so much. He grabbed his teddy bear and took slow steps towards the door. The dark room became lighted in a quick instant when thunder clapped and boomed, the lightening casting a quick flash. Lucas jumped and ran towards the door, something didn't seem right. He swore he saw something perched in the corner of his room, but his eyes must be playing tricks on him.

He opened the door cautiously and surveyed the hallway; it was eerily quiet and dark. The shadows making it seem menacing yet non-lethal at the same time. He closed the door behind him slowly as not to wake up other residents of the mansion, or perhaps it was so he would not attract any unwanted attention to whatever was lurking in the shadows.

He crept quietly around the hallway clutching his teddy bear to his chest with a terrified expression on his face. When the floorboards creaked, he jumped slightly and let out a panicked gasp. The air had gotten colder.

That was when he could feel something creeping up on him. He stood frozen in his stance, fear overtaking him as he almost begun to cry. When he felt a cold hand on his shoulder, he started to shake and a strangled cry left his throat. He was roughly turned around and started to scream, but when finally opened his eyes, he was relieved to see Ness looking at him with wide eyes. He stopped his high pitched shrieking almost reluctantly.

"Whoa! What happened?" Ness asked with concern.

"S-S-S-Sorry, I thought you were going to attack me!" Lucas said in a panicked voice.

"Hey, it's okay, come on." Ness said consolingly as he took Lucas by the hand and led him to his room.

Once they arrived there, Ness sat roughly on his bed and crossed his little arms, but his voice was soft when he began to speak again.

"What happened, Lucas?" The young boy asked while his voice was laced in concern.

"Nothing, I'm really scared, though. Why is this storm still going on?" Thunder clapped again causing Lucas to jump again.

"I don't know..." Ness said as he was slightly startled by the thunder, "We should go see if anyone else knows anything."

"Okay... Can Claus come along with us?"

"Claus?" Ness asked curiously.

"My bear! He was named after my brother..." Lucas said with a hint of sadness in his voice.

Ness looked at him fondly, "Sure, Claus can come with us." Lucas' face brightened a little as the two boys left the room and went down the dark hallway together.

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So it has come to this...

Lucario stood atop a grassy mountain in the Sinnoh region. Clouds were rolling in and the wind was picking up as Pokémon were seen running for shelter.

The aura sensing Pokémon turned around and went to look for the portal to the Smash Mansion. He had a pretty good idea of why this was happening, and he didn't like it one bit.

I need to warn the others.

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Marth had decided to leave his home of Altea to where Ike lives, Crimea. The prince wanted to see what it was like there, and who exactly the infamous Greil Mercenaries were.

When he arrived however, he noticed that things seemed off.

The rain was pouring nonstop and the clouds had turned black.

Ike was standing before a base, one which seemed to be for an army of rogues. Marth was shocked when he looked at Ike. He had a very serious expression on his face.

"I know that you want to meet my team, but I'm afraid we have some bigger issues to deal with." Ike said loudly to top the pounding rain with a stoic expression.

"Yes, I have noticed. Things don't seem right." Ike nodded in response. The whole reason why they left the Smash Mansion was to avoid the storms.

So much for that plan.

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"What the hell is going on!" Fox yelled breaking his normally calm demeanour. He was at the end of his rope with this.

His fellow pilots looked at him carefully, trying not to do anything that may upset their leader. Even Falco couldn't come up with a snarky comment to counter Fox's foul mood.

"Um... Boss..." Slippy said quietly; Fox's head whipped around to meet the frogs scared eyes.

"What!" He snapped as he glared at the pilot. Slippy couldn't speak.

After a few moments of a hostile silence, Fox turned back to his map, trying to figure out what was causing all of this.

These strange occurrences have been happening in Fox's world. There were constant meteor showers everywhere, and they didn't look like they were about to stop. After having his ship wrecked for the millionth time, Fox finally gave in and made he and his team take shelter.

His team sat back quietly, for when they tried to help, Fox would hush them instantly for breaking his concentration.

No amount of barrel rolls could solve this problem, much to Peppy's dismay.

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Red was standing quietly at the summit of Mt. Silver; his gaze was out over large expanse of territory that is Johto. Even in both Kanto and Johto the calamities were happening. Mt. Silver was more hazardous than usual; Red even considered going back to Pallet town.

Something was very off.

Red was actually scared.

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It was dawn in Hyrule, the soft glow of the warm light cascaded along the stony grey castle where Zelda stood looking over the town. There were no vicious rainstorms, but more monsters have been around the province of Eldin. Not to mention the blast of earthquakes; Zelda was actually worried of what could befall her kingdom.

The last time she had heard from Link, he said he was off to Death Mountain to see what was wrong with the volcano. It has been acting up strangely that day, almost about to erupt.

A frown etched in her features, she thought to herself...

He still hasn't come back.

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The figure stood in the shadows of the small laboratory, gazing upon the disasters that have fallen upon the lands of the smashers.

Dreamland was destroyed; Kirby, Meta Knight, and King Dedede were disposed of for good. The figure added three pennies to the jar. Samus' ship crashed because of a particularly dangerous fire, which had engulfed both her and the ship in flames, taking care of her for good. Another penny was added. The Mushroom kingdom was in complete anarchy and chaos, the townspeople were causing mass riots and destruction; the figure was thankful for their psychic powers.

Most lands had been destroyed, only few remained. The figure was pleased; an uncharacteristic grin was plastered on their face, replacing the normal frown.

"The time has come," they whispered as they dropped more pennies in the jar, "the world will finally succumb to destruction."

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