"Pika

"Pika!"

"Thanks," Isaac said. Of course, Link and Pit had to go do something else. Link to "harass" Zelda, as Pit jokingly put it. Isaac assumed Pit left to "harass" Link. That only left the tiny mouse pokémon.

Isaac reached out and smoothed the hair between the two, yellow, pointy ears. "Thanks, Pikachu."

"Pi-Pika-Pi!" Pikachu replied.

"I'll be fine," from the look Pikachu gave him; Isaac obviously gave an answer that had no relation the question.

Isaac sighed, "I'll do better next time."

Pikachu nodded, then bounded away. Isaac slowly turned and stared at the wooden door in front of him. He knocked.

"Come in," resounded a voice with a distinct Italian feel.

Isaac gently pushed the door open and came face to face with a young man with a jet-black mustache and his famed red hat with a large M in the center surrounded by a white circle.

"Hey," Isaac weakly mumbled, pulling up a chair and plopped down into it.

Mario examined Isaac carefully, his eyes resting on his Sol Blade, similar to Pit's actions.

"You seem lonely," Mario noted, standing up and circumventing his desk. "You know you're allowed to bring three friends…"

Isaac's eyes lit up.

"…though not of the same race as the character in question."

Isaac's eyes lit "down".

"You have any suggestions?" Mario sat down on a chair opposite him, looking comfortable because he was finally away from his large desk.

"I do. I've got these three djinni…"

"Great," and without further ado, a magician, probably Saleh, appeared with a bright flash, followed by Flint, Sap, and Granite.

"Thank you!" Isaac breathed.

"No problem," Mario waved a hand. "We need our fighters happy! Now on to the main problem…"

Saleh motioned the djinni to follow him. "Don't worry, I'm leading them to your room." Isaac nodded.

"Come," Mario signaled towards a door to the left of the room. "We're going to decide what move you shall use as an assist trophy!"

Isaac nodded once more, and meekly took a step into the room. Mario followed behind him.

"Wow, what a magnificent sight. I wish I had these back home…the only better thing I've ever seen was the Temple of Time, back then when I was interviewing Link…" Mario muttered.

Isaac was simply awed. The Sol Sanctum… "How did you do this?" Isaac stuttered.

"Ask Jeff. He's a mechanical genius. He created all our stages…forged all our items…and still has the time to be an assist trophy. By the way, he has to build tons of rockets a day to satisfy the demand." Mario explained. "This room creates a replica of a desired stage of a person currently situated in it. Theoretically, this room is only a black void when its empty…but its impossible to test it."

Isaac nodded, looking around. Boy, he could even smell that old, rocky stench he sniffed when he first stepped in, many years ago.

"Too bad the temple is gone now…maybe this Jeff person could re-create a stage based on this!" Isaac suggested.

Mario nodded. "Probably. I'd support it too. This place is absolutely… we need to get on with the work now." Mario shook his head and pulled out a sheet full of instructions.

"First off, I'm going to ask you to come up with a couple of moves that you deem appropriate. After all…I'm not too entirely familiar with psynergy."

Isaac seemed taken aback. This guy who knows virtually everything doesn't know about psynergy?

Therefore, Isaac took a deep breath, and waved his hands simply. A small sparkle of light appeared before them, and a large, shiny and crimson-gold sword fell from the sky, burying itself into the ground, while the entire room began shaking. As soon as it began, everything calmed down.

Mario clapped. "Good job. A bit intricate, perhaps. Worthy for a final smash…definitely not an assist trophy."

Isaac sighed. There weren't many moves that were less powerful than Ragnarok. It was one of the beginner moves. Mario just wouldn't let Isaac show off his potential as a playable fighter.

Isaac thought for a bit. Mario liked originality. The devil or demon dude moves the stage around, that bat (Barbara, is it?) makes sounds with her guitar. Or, some random dog or Mr. Resetti appears just to mess around with the fighters!

Isaac suddenly held his hands out, palm and fingers pointing upwards. He lifted his arms, and a mass of spiky thorns broke through the stone ground and flew towards the sky.

Mario nodded his head. "No…no…too powerful. Impossible to avoid if the stage is small."

"I can always make the range smaller," Isaac offered.

"No. What about big stages, then?"

"All right. How about this?" Isaac questioned. He waved his hands once more, and a small flash of light flickered before them. Immediately, the ground began trembling, with increasing ferocity. So much, that Mario tripped. Being too far to help him, Isaac immediately used Catch, and a large hand, which gave off an eerie greenish hue, shot out to prevent him from hitting his face.

"Thanks," Mario muttered, wiping himself. "That was a nice move, though."

"Really?" Isaac thought. "That earthquake was…most likely higher level than an Assist Trophy."

"Yeah. Those hands…they could push anybody off the stage! Its also unique, original…" And at that, Mario began pacing the room, occasionally coming up with another reason why "Move/Carry/Lift" was such a great move. Fortunately, all of his conclusions fit each of his other psynergy moves as well, as he could very much use such information against Mario later.

Moments later, Isaac was once again seated in Mario's office again, waiting as Mario scratched writing onto a piece of parchment. When he was done, Mario handed it to Isaac.

"There. Its now official: You're an assist and your official move shall be…err…'Move'!"

"Great," Isaac smiled ruefully at Mario's poor attempt at a pun.

"Now for that…Sol Sanctum, was it? I need to replicate that," and Mario immediately asked for Jeff to appear in his office. Isaac quietly slipped out the door.

So…how was that? A bit short? Sorry, but I guarantee that the next chapter will be MUCH longer. Please R&R! And for those of you who can't wait, I'll give you a little preview: (Preview subject to change in the real chapter)

WARNING: CONTAINS SPOILERS OF MID-CHAPTER 3!

The door swung open as a disgruntled looking Shadow Beast flew out and landed with a thump on the floor. An odd looking girl with an orange hand protruding from her head followed the beast through the door, lightly floating in the air.

"Hah! Beat that!" The girl yelled. "If you couldn't beat me back then, how'd you think you can beat me now?"

"You had that crazy wolf with you back then…" the shadow beast replied. "And anyways, I trained. I'm telling you, Mario will pick me as a Subspace enemy next!"

The impish girl nodded. "Right." Suddenly, she noticed the guests.

"Hey! You guys ready for a nice fight?" the girl punched the air in front of her. "The Black Knight and Isaac…interesting matchup."

"How'd you know my name?" Isaac asked, cautiously.

The girl laughed. "Everybody knows, silly! And I suggest you guys hurry up, Final Destination is always being fought after, even at this time of night!" She flew off, with an irritated Shadow Beast following her.

"That's Midna," the Dark Knight explained. "She's a bit…odd. Link sure knows how to breed them, eh? First Navi, now Midna."

Isaac nodded, though he had no idea what the Dark Knight was rambling on about. He had read about The Legend of Zelda, yet he hadn't read more than a few sentences about Navi, and completely missed out on Midna. He'd need to do more studying.

The Dark Knight directed his hand toward the door. "Jump in," he offered.

Isaac shakily walked over the door, and looked inside. There was a single platform, flashing purple and blue lights, while a single white line flew everywhere. The platform traveled over a beautiful ocean under the sunset, then teleported to an eerie, dark dimension, flashing purple and clashing blue whirls.

Isaac jumped in.