The Melee Chronicles

By: AquaTheHedgehog

SUMMARY: It's tournament time! Need I say anymore?

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Chapter Two

Young Link was late! He was always late, but the fans loved him for doing that, so it was natural. But this time, he'd lost his big brother! The crowd was so huge, everybody got in, except for Young Link. He screamed, just to get his big brother's attention, who noticed he had lost him.

"HEY! LIL BRO!!" Link cried, trying to run back. But the crowd pushed him forward into the stadium. Link took the Smasher's way and followed Mario.

"This is a-exciting, innit? Doing it all a-over again!"

Link nodded, but couldn't help being worried for his little brother.

The guards stopped Young Link.

"Hey, what are you doing here? This place is too dangerous." one of them said in a menacing tone. Young Link tried to run in, but the guards stopped him.

"My big brother's in there! I'm one of the Smashers!" Young Link protested, drawing his sword. The guards bowed and let him through.

Young Link took his place beside his big brother and waited for it to begin. Zelda stood beside him. All of a sudden, Young Link started to feel sick. He'd done this three times before, but for some reason he didn't feel right.

"You all right?" Link asked, noticing Young Link's pale face. "It's just nerves. My stomach's in a knot too."

Young Link shook his head rapidly, and began to feel better.

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A presenter came on stage, but he was not normal! He was an angel! He had huge, snow white feathery wings.

"Gentlemen and oh-so-fair ladies! Welcome to the fourth annual Smash Bros. tournament! I know we're all excited, so let's begin!" he exclaimed. He flew towards them, first in line was Mario.

"So what's it like being Nintendo's official mascot?" the angel asked.

"Well, Pit, it's amazing-a!" Mario exclaimed. Pit grinned. "I love-a it! Everybody-a knows me!"

The crowd roared, and began chanting Mario's name. All that was heard was Mario! Mario! Mario!

"Are those-a real?" Mario asked, looking at Pit's wings.

"Yes, yes, they are," Pit said. "So, audience, you know we all love Mario, but unfortunately we have to move on. Good luck, Mario!"

The crowd roared again, and next in line was Zelda. Pit stopped an exeptionally long time with her.

"Hello," he said. He took her hand and kissed it. Zelda blushed. "What's your name, my fair and radiant maiden?"

"Zelda. Am I right in saying you are a knight?" Zelda asked.

"I am indeed, for the goddess Palutena. You are crown princess of Hyrule. But alas, time wears ever on, fair and radiant Princess, as your own knight in shining armour will tell you," Pit said, gesturing to Link.

"Sir Link," Pit said, bowing. Laughing along with the crowd, he took Link's hand and shook it vigorously. Link was so red and embarassed, but he knew this would happen every year. Pit scared Link's mind stiff with a ridiculous dating technique, and Link didn't know he was having a laugh. He tried his best to laugh but ended up going as red as Mario's fireballs.

Young Link was next. Pit flew down.

"You are Sir Link's younger brother? So, what are you? The King? Or Prince?"

The crowd roared.

"Anyways, what's it like to have this warrior as your older brother?"

He didn't know what to say. The older Link looked down and winked at him. Young Link had to be strong.

"It's...it's...it's great!" Young Link exclaimed. "I'm going to be just like him one day."

"So your big brother's your kind of idol?" Pit questioned.

"Yeah," Young Link said. "He taught me to fight and got me to be a Smasher. He's so cool and tough and kicked everybody's asses the last time!"

The crowd laughed.

"Well, Young Sir Link, if you win this, you'll be superior to your brother. Would you like that?"

"Yeah! I want to beat him at least once. I want to be a warrior too!" Young Link cried. "No matter what anyone says!"

The crowd "ahh"ed him, and Pit gave him a thumbs up. He went across all the Smashers and soon finished.

"I salute all of you. I wish all of you the very best of luck!" Pit said, and the crowd roared. The Smash Bros. theme began to play, Pit handed the reigning champion, Link, the sacred torch, who went across the platform and lit the Battle Stand.

The crowd cheered again. The first champion was Dr. Mario, the second was Marth, and the third time was Link. A year Link had kept his title. He wondered if it would be the same again this year.

Link shook back to reality when Pit began to speak again.

"LET THE MELEE...BEGIN!!!" Pit cried, and the audience roared. Balloons were flying high, the sky was exploding with fireworks, people were chanting Go Link! or Mario! Mario! or some other name.

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"You have all done extremely well!!" Pit said to the Smash Crew, after the newcomers left and the fights were over. Link had managed to beat everyone, but so had most of the crew. The Ice Climbers were the only one who beat three newcomers.

The fights, altogether, lasted six hours. The last fight was Roy versus Snake, a tough fight, but Roy managed to win. Only a few cheers were coming from the crowd, and the crew began to do their taunts.

Mario did his trademark Grow-Bigger taunt. Luigi did a shy kick. Peach twirled round, capturing most of the boys attention. Link ruffled his hair - the girls screamed. Captain Falcon saluted his fans. Mewtwo did an evil laugh, but he had a hell of a lot of fans.

"But, unfortunately, there can only be one real winner. So, in third place, is..."

The crew and crowd waited.

"Mario!"

The audience screamed and cheered. A pair of huge speakers blasted out the Mario theme. Mario was handed a large bronze trophy and went back to his position. He waved to all his fans.

"And in second place...oh my God, I don't believe it! The champion has slipped to second! Link is second!"

Link didn't care - at least he got into the top final, which was a very difficult thing to do. He took a shining silver trophy and went back. The speakers were booming The Legend Of Zelda theme.

"And in the grand first place...well, I'll be damned! It's a pretty unexpected winner! The first place trophy goes to..."

The crew and crowd waited. Young Link was begging for it to be him. But if it was someone like the Ice Climbers, they didn't deserve it. Pichu deserved it too - he always wanted to win it.

"...YOUNG LINK!!!"

Young Link opened his eyes and saw the crowd absolutely going crazy for him. For him.

"W-what? Who won?" Young Link stammered. Did he hear right?

"You, lil bro," the older Link said, looking down at him. "You won! You got first place!"

When the crew arrived back at Smash Mansion, there was a silence, then everybody started talking.

"Wasn't that-a hella lot of fun-a!" Mario excitedly cried, his face red from all the fighting.

"Yeah!" Ness cried. He turned to Young Link. "Congratulations, you won! What's it like?"

"You sound like that Pit guy," Young Link said, his face also red. But everybody's face was red - they were all exhausted. "It feels so GREAT...enough said!"

Mario slumped over a couch and began playing Super Mario Brothers. The tune of "DA-DA-DA-DA-DA-DA-DA!" boomed out the TV. Luigi thundered up to his room to play Luigi's Mansion. Link was glad Mario was playing the game - channels on at this time were mind-numbingly boring. He always said "God, might as well be listening to Genesis," whenever something boring was on.

Young Link ran up the stairs to his room, clutching his golden trophy, and placed it on one of his shelves. He ran back down the stairs, to find Zelda halfway up them. He almost bumped into her.

"Whoops! Sorry, Zelda!" Young Link cried.

"That's alright," Zelda smiled at him. She was about to say something when Link trudged up the stairs. He yawned, as if he didn't even see Young Link and Zelda on the stairs.

"I'm gonna hit the sack. I'm beat," Link groaned. He stretched and went to his room. Slamming the door shut, Link threw himself on the bed. He didn't bother going inside it.

He wondered if he should be happy that his little brother won, or disappointed that he lost to a ten-year-old kid. Well, he thought. It doesn't matter. At least he's happy and got his dream.

Link's eyes began to close, ready for a slumber (hopefully not another seven-year one). He couldn't help himself and instantly fell asleep, worn out by the tournament.