"…Marth."
How could Master Hand have let this happen? He's meant to be supervising the battles' personally'…Not personally enough obviously. That vicious brute.
"...Marth."
I'd been in the lounge, conversing with Link, Pit and Zelda at the time. Ike's match was on the television at the time, so we were watching it too. He was doing brilliantly, as always. As he charged his eruption, Ganondorf approached. It was almost charged, but it was too late.
That punch.
That scream.
Ganondorf's hand ripped straight through Ike's torso. Blood spattered onto the cobbles of bridge Eldin. The usual sparkle in Ike's eyes disappeared. He'd…gone.
Temporarily.
"…Marth…"
It took a while for Ganondorf to dislodge his arm. I was sitting in shock, tears rolling down my face. Link and Pit were hugging either side of me, while Zelda knelt in front. She looked afraid for me. Expressing my thoughts better then I could. My mind had left me. It had hurt me –that- badly. The TV screen showed a flock of R.O.B.s and Master Hand rushing Ike onto a stretcher and zooming out of there. Ganondorf just looked on indifferently.
I will kill him.
"-Marth, what has gotten into you?"
When I'd gotten over the initial shock, Link and Pit rushed me to the hospital ward. Zelda had gone to have a few words with Ganondorf. Upon arriving, I felt my body stiffen. There, he was. Laying still as a log. The angel and the Hylian had chosen to leave me at that time. Words absolutely failed me when I looked upon his face…
"…Marth!"
"For goodness sake Ike, what?"
"Your hand is crushing mine."
His eyes seemed to glimmer when they met mine. He was alive...
"…Sorry."