Yo fellas, I am back with Chapter 2. Any OC's that were sent will be in the story as I will stop accepting them once the third chapter is up. YES, YOU HEARD ME, THIRD CHAPTER! If you want to put them in, nows the time, because once the third chapter is up, I am shutting down the acceptations.. Now on to the story.

PS: This is going to be filled with OC's, so be on the lookout for yours.

James looks around the area as he saw that it the same large area as before, being spacious enough to fit an army or two. He smiled as he remember the memories of being here 2 years ago,

"Man, feels like I never left."

James began to walk a bit as he looked around and saw some new faces, as well as some familiar ones.

He soon stopped as he saw Roy, the first smasher he fought in the tournament.

"Hey Roy!"

The sword user turned and saw his friend as he walked to him.

"Hello James. How's your son Jacob?

"Pretty well. Me and Faye have been taking good care of him."

"That's good. A lot of people back home have been wanting to go and see him. You won't believe how much August has talked about him from my world."

"Really?"

"Oh most definitely."

The two began to talk a little more until Pit saw the current champion. He flew to him, and spoke to him

"James, do you have a second?"

The man turned from Roy and looked at Pit. "Sure, do you want to talk or something?"

"Well yes, but it's not me that want to talk to you."

James raised a brow as he looked at the angel. "Really, then who?"

"That would be me."

Hearing a new voice, the current champion looked up to see a woman with very long green hair reaching down to her lower legs. She had a very elegant and regal with an outfit that looked to be a simple-looking white dress with numerous gold ornaments to accommodate it such as a gold laurel crown, red fibula, vine-like patterns on the hems of her dress, brown-colored footwear, and the various gold accessories.

She looked at James as Pit stood by her. James then spoke to the stranger.

"Hello. You must be Palutena. Pit has told me much about you."

The woman nodded as she greeted him. "Yes, that's me. I am honored to meet you, Mr. Artemis. Pit told me about how you won against Graves."

"He has?"

"Oh yes. I really must thank you too, since you did prevent him from having ultimate power. It will be an honor to participate in the same tournament with you next year."

"Like wise."

With that, Palutena turned and walked away with Pit, allowing James to continue looking around. As he did though, he heard the sound of running feet.

'No, it couldn't be..'

He turned just in time to fall as he felt something tackle him. He looked up as he looked at the person, who got up and bowed her head.

"I am sorry, terrible sorry; I was in a hurry to see a friend."

James got to his feet as he dust himself off. "It's okay. So who is the one you're supposed to meet."

The person put a finger to her chin as she looked up and thought. "Well, he is tall, wears mostly black with some gold on his jacket, carries a sword and gun, have a right black arm."

"…and is the champion of Smash Bros. right?" responded the adult with a smile as he looked at her. His eyes winded a bit as he recognized her.

She was 5'9 with pretty porcelain skin and astonishing violet eyes. Was lean and nimble, looking to be agile and quick. She was quite skinny and had an hourglass shape. Her hair reached to her being to her waist in a shade of light brown that was flowing. She wore a dark blue large cloak that had a silver chain connecting the front. Underneath the cloak, she seemed to be wearing a pale pink tank top as well as a dark blue miniskirt.

At first, he didn't knew she was, but her voice not only sounded familiar, but her eyes also reminded him of…

"Kimchi?"

The girl grinned as she nods. "Wow, you guessed right on the first try. Not even Joe was able to do that."

The Smash champion looked at her with surprise. It's been a long time since he last saw her on his birthday. After that, he hasn't seen her as much. He asked Master hand about her once and he told him that she was dealing with pressing matters back home. James wanted to see that he could help, but the hand told him that Kimchi wanted to try to solve this on her own for some reason. Since then he had seen her much.

Now that she is here though, the one eyed warrior had nothing much to say except.

"You've grown."

"Yeah, well that happens to ya eventually in life right? You look so surprised to see me though. Is it really that much of a shocker?"

"Well, no. It's just that the last time I saw you, you were still that 14 year old girl who was running around here is basketball shorts and was hyped up with energy."

Kimchi made a small smirk as she lightly hit on the arm, making him smile a bit. "I can't believe you still remember that."

"Hey, I'm sorry, but when you are one my friends, I never forget you. No matter how different you were back then when compared to now."

The girl smirk went in to a smile as she was ready to speak. Before she did though, a new voice came in.

"Karina, there you are."

The two looked to see someone else coming their way.

The person was female that was 5'7. She had pale skin as well and her hair was brown and wavy. She had the same violet eyes as Kimchi. She wore large, thick framed black glasses and looks to be young. She wore the same outfit as Kimchi but had on a white tank top, long blue skirt, and black combat boots.

Kimchi saw her and made a small frown. "Oh great, here she comes."

James looked at his friend as eh had no idea what she was talking about. "What's wrong? Do you know her?"

"Well it's impossible to say that you don't know your sister."

"Sister?" thought the adult as the girl made it to them. she then looked at Kimchi, having a small frown.

"Karina, you know we are supposed to stick together. Why did you run off?"

James raised a brow as he looked at Kimchi. "Karina? I thought you said your name was Kimilana back in the tourney two years ago?"

Kimchi , or at least that what he thought her name was, looked at him with a sheepish smile. "Well you see, my name back home is Karina, and it's a funny story how I got the name Kimilina, and-"

However before she could finish, her sister interrupted as she looked at James. "Oh, hello sir. Um, who are you?"

Just then, Kimchi/Karina looked at her sister as she remembered why she brought her. "Oh, that's right, I didn't introduce you to him, have I? Well Eliza, this is my friend, James Artemis."

The girl, now known as Eliza, looked up at James as she put a hand to her month. "Oh, you mean he's.."

"Yeah, that's right. This is the same person who beaten Graves, and became champion."

Just then, Eliza bowed her head, surprising James.

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Artemis. Thank you very much for protecting my sister. My family and I, as well as our kingdom, are in your debt."

Seeing her giving her thanks, James made a sheepish smile as he spoke. "I didn't do much. Your sister was able to take of herself quite well. You really don't need to thank me."

"Nonsense. You fought and defeated a mad man that tried to become a god, and in process, saved my sister, the smashers, and practically everyone that stood in his way. As far as I am concerned, you are the true representation of a warrior and protector."

The Smash champion stood silent as he couldn't think of what to say, Eliza's sister spoke for him though, as she tried to get her to come with her.

"Okay, I think that's enough. Come on Eliza, there are many other people here that you should meet."

Eliza made her stop as she looked at her with a small frown. "Alright, alright. Just don't push me."

With that she left, just as James spoke up as he asked his friend a question.

"So what do I call you now? Do I stick with Kimchi, or do I use Karina?"

"Just call me what you always been calling me. Besides, having you call me Karina seems to feel odd."

"Okay then, well I should go and see the rest of the smashers. Later Kimchi."

"Ditto."

The two separated as James continued to see the rest of the newcomers. Once he made his way near the beginning a hallway, he heard a voice behind him.

"Hey James, over here!"

He turned to see who spoke, and smiled as he saw a tall night elf of 6'7, glowing blue eyes that over flow with energy and glow in the dark, long snow-white hair, strong athletic build. He wore a black T with a skull on the shirt, dark blue pants with shin guards and dark armor boots. Skull gauntlets and Skull belt with a dark blue coat that went to his knees and a black pauldrin on his right shoulder.

"Meta, it's good to see you."

The night elf chuckled a bit as he shook his hand. "Yeah, same to you. It's nice to see you decided to come over here to check out the new comers."

"Well I have to. It's best to know the completion before the tourney starts next year. But what about you? I thought you said you might not show up because you have pressing matters?"

Meta scratched the back of his head and gave a sheepish smile. "Well yeah, but I decided to come here so I can catch up with you. There is also someone here who wants to meet you."

James was ready to ask who until he noticed a girl behind Meta.

She had to be a teen, having a medium stature of 5'7, pointed ears and blue eyes. Fair skin and snow white hair that was put in a ponytail. She wore dark gold gauntlets with dark yellow shirt and jean skirts, and a studded belt with dark gold plated boots.

Meta made a small grin as he began to speak. "James meet Ella Karshale, my daughter."

The Smash champion looked at the elf with a raised brow. "Your daughter? You never told me you were a father."

"Well I had no idea about it until 2 years ago, shortly after Graves died. She showed me a picture that I took with her mother when she was born, and we've been together since."

James was silent as he took in what Meta said. Once it did, he looked at Ella and made a smile.

"Hello Ella, It's a pleasure to meet you."

She nodded and responded with a kind voice. "The same to you . I have heard a lot about you and your exploits way before you met my father, but I never thought that you would join in the Smash tournament that took place two years ago until I saw it displayed back home."

"Oh, so you saw that huh? Well I wasn't planning on winning it, so it was just by dumb luck that I became champion."

"Absolutely not." Retorted Ella with confidence. "I was able to gauge your abilities during the tournament, as well as taken in your experience, skills, and strengths, and can fully say that your chances of winning the tournament if it went fairly were a good 75%."

Taken aback by her calculations, James felt a little embarrassed as she continued.

"However that would be if you didn't access that power of Noir. If you did, there would no doubt that the tournament would have been yours. I must say though, Graves really did push you to your limits in that final battle. It was nothing but awe inspiring when you stood against his attacks and kept your ground. You sir, are the sole representation of what every warrior strives to be, just ask my father to prove it."

Meta made a small sweat drop as he looked at his daughter. "Okay, Ella, I think that's enough about that."

James smiled as he saw his friend talk to his daughter, and was happy for Meta being able to spend time with her. But what she said made him felt a little nervous on the inside.

'An inspiration for warriors? She must be flattering me. I never strive to be some symbol for people to follow, nor have I tried to be a role model for those who aspire to be great. All I did was fought against Graves, and take my vengeance on him, which is something that I don't think is inspiring at all.'

His thoughts were beginning to grow as he remembered the battle with his foe. Graves was no easy opponent, sure, but it wasn't like he had a choice weather or not to fight. He was able to win because he was fighting for those he loved and care for, so there was no way he was willing to accept defeat. Surely anyone would be able to do the same in a similar situation, right?

He soon put's it off however as he notice Ella looking at him, ready to speak.

"By the way, I have been mighty curious about that arm of yours. May you let me see it?"

"Sure."

The Smash champion stretched out his arm as Ella held it. She looked at the markings that were on it, nearly showing a gleeful grin.

"This is amazing. The texture of the arm feels as if its metal yet is flexible like that of a real normal arm. I can even feel the power just softly radiating from it, as if it's breathing on its own. Can you tell me the abilities that you can do with it?"

"Gladly. The arm allows me to do many powers, and have only increased since I met Noir. It can charge or empower weapons that are within its hand, making them stronger and durable."

"Is that why you hold your blade with your left hand? To avoid powering it up all the time?" said Meta with curious tone.

"Yes. I mostly use it only when necessary, however I can choose whether to power it up or not when I have it in the hand, so I won't do it by accident. The arm can also be used to form weapons, or store them."

"Wait, it can form weapons?" Asked Ella with a raised brow. James nodded to her question.

"I can make a energy base weapon from the arm, but I never really use it. I only used it once or twice to dual wield with my sword, but I never really gotten used to it. As for the storing part, it is the reason on how I was able to use the Ebony Bow most of the time, because the arm can turn objects in it's had in to energy that is stored in my hand, so that I can use them for later."

Meta's daughter nodded to this and asked another question. "What about that figure that appears behind you. The one that showed up during your signature move against Daniel, and attacked Graves in your final battle?"

"Oh that? That was Noir's spirit."

"His spirit?" responded the teen. James nodded to confirm it for her as he began to explain.

"That's right. You see, when I first had the arm, I was able to summon only a fragment on his soul to assist me in battle. It wasn't able to do much, but it did help me with empowering my Knuckle Buster. Once I met Noir though, I was able to access its true power, allowing me to summon his soul to defend, attack, or even manipulate the field. It's basically like having your own shadow helping you in the fight."

"Amazing. The ability to summon the soul of a divine to fight by your side sound completely fantastic. What about Graves though? I heard about the abilities that he was able to do with the Fallen Grace, but I never had a clear def-"

Before she could continue, Meta spoke up as he wanted to avoid that subject. "Well I think that is something to be mention for another time. Besides, James needs to continue to go and meet up with the new comers, so let give him his time, Ella."

His daughter sighed softly as she agreed. "Okay, I guess you're right. Goodbye, . Till next time."

He waved them off as they left, and continued his way down the hall.

After a few minutes, he was in a larger area, and saw a large number of people there talking.

'It's nice to see that a lot of newcomers are here. Guess they all are excited to win this thing when it starts. Maybe I can meet up with them after I see Master Hand.'

James turned to his left and began to head towards the hallway that leads to Master Hand's office. Right when he was ready to leave though….

"YOU PERVERTED JERK!"

*SLAP*

The Smash Champion stopped in his tracks as he took a deep breath.

'There is only one person I know who can make a girl say that.'

He turned back and gave a small frown to what he saw.

In front of him was a man that had brown short hair and wore black sunglasses. He had tanned skin, and looked to be in his mid-30's, wearing brown cowboy boots, blue jeans, a black t-shirt that had flames on the bottom front of it, a brown bomber jacket with the words 'Wild Fury' on the back, and a pair of dog tags around his neck. He also had a metal left arm that looked to be made of a rather strong metal like substance.

The man lay on the floor with a red hand print on his cheek, which must have been extremely painful because James could see a few broken teeth on the ground.

He slowly shook his head as he gave him a hand. "Still trying to chase young women I see? You never change Joe."

The man, now known as Joe, looked at him and made a smirk before grabbing the hand. He soon got to his feet as he caresses his red cheek. "Why the hell should I? It's not like I was doing anything wrong. The girl was 20, tops."

"Have it ever dawned on you that maybe the women here might not like you that much?"

The brown haired man gave his friend a confused glare as the hand print slowly vanished thanks to his healing nanites. "Huh, what are you talking about? The chicks here dig me."

"I don't think they dig a man that is old enough to be a father going around trying to hit on girls half his age. You should have taken all of the beatings from last time as a sign to change your ways."

"Ah come on James, they are just acting like that because they don't know me." Joe then gave a small smirk that James saw as a perverted shit eating grin. "But once they see my good side, they will want to."

'Dear god, there is just some things that never change.' Thought James as he shook his head once more.

"So who was it that slapped you this time? Zelda? Peach? Please don't tell me that it was Samus, because you know she still want to get you after what you did Captain Falcon."

"For the last time, it was an accident. I didn't know that he was helping her with her ship. I thought he was going to try and put the moves on her. I was doing it for Ike."

James gave a little sighed as he once again tried to explain to him his mistake. "Okay, 1. Ike and Samus business are their own. Just because they had to split to go their respective homes, doesn't mean that you can just go and get involve. 2. You know that is a damn lie because you have been trying to hit on Samus for the last two years. Hell it was a nightmare when you were able to get a strand of her hair to make your personal Samus clones and had them work as maids."

"Which would have been grate if you and Daniel kept your mouth shut about how the original one hated my guts." Whispered Joe.

"I heard that, and may I remind you that it was better than telling her what you did? You should be lucky that you had over twenty Samus's trying to hurt then one trying to kill you. And besides, Master Hand told you that they would only last for a week, so you shouldn't whine."

"But-"

"No buts! And finally 3. You freaking attacked Captain Falcon with your truck! How the hell was that an accident?"

"I thought he would do a Falcon Punch on it."

"Not if you hit him from the back!"

Joe rolled his eyes as he still remembers the beating he got from Samus that day. The things she did with that blaster, not even Ike would be able to see without cringing in fear.

"But I helped didn't I? I mean I did take his spot in his race after all."

James places a hand on his head as he remembers that day. "Don't remind me. I still remember how Falcon was screaming through the T.V. when he saw that you took his costume and vehicle and went on the race. That is a day that I will never forget."

"But I won."

"Yeah, after you nearly totaled the Blue Falcon. Captain Falcon almost had a heart attack after you did that. But enough about that just tell who slapped you."

"Well you see-"

"THERE YOU ARE!"

The two men looked up to see two girls standing in front of them.

One was very short, only being around 5'0. She looks like she's small and fragile, like a little kid, really. She was thin and not muscular and had short cute styled anime white hair and bright blue eyes. She had a black cape with a silver crescent on it, a black eye patch with silver skull and crossbones. Underneath her cape, she wore a black tank top and black skirt. They are hemmed with white, though. She also had black dress shoes.

The other girl was 5'7, looking to be more mature. She had wavy pink hair that reaches her waist and violet eyes. Her skin tone was pale with a pinkish touch. She wore a fancy shirt with a skirt. She also had a purple cape with a pink heart on it and khaki combat boots with tights.

The shorter of the two raised a finger towards Joe, having a glare on her face. "You perverted swine, how dare you try to hit on my sister."

James put two and two together and looked at Joe with a disappointing look. "Joe, you didn't."

"What?! Look at her for crying out loud, she looks to be twenty."

Hearing this, the girl who spoke before responded. "You idiot, she is 19!"

Bothe men nearly fell to the feet from the news as Joe tried to figure out Joe to get out of this.

"But she looks so much older, that I thought she was an adult. It's not my fault that your older sister looks so mature."

Joe must have said the wrong words, because the girl nearly grew a tick mark of anger as she glare at him with fury,

"You damn fool, I'M the older sister! I'm 22!"

Joe face showed utter confusion as he looked at the girl then to her sister. "But, you look so much like a Baby Doll."

James almost face palmed himself as he realized that Joe had dug his grave another six feet. The girl face almost turned red as she reared back her hand.

"YOU….JERK!"

She hit him with another slap, strong enough to send him to a wall and pass. James looked at the hole and saw that he wouldn't be getting up soon.

'Man, Joe just can't get a break with woman, can he?'

He turned his attention to the girls and gave a small bow. "I am very sorry for that. Joe isn't what I call a normal person when it comes to the opposite sex."

The girl looked at him as made a small smile as she nodded. "It's okay; you don't need to apologize for him. To be honest I think he was going to get slapped by any female around here."

The Smash Champion grinned and extended his right hand. "Your right. My name is James by the way, James Artemis."

As soon as he said his name, the tall one showed a wide smiled as she looked at his sister.

"Luna, it's him. He's the one I wanted to meet."

The other Sister, who is now known as Luna, nodded as she responded to James.

"It's an honor to meet you, sir. My name is Lunelle Spirithave, and this is my sister, Aurora Spirithave."

Aurora, who was excited to see James, shook his hand happily.

"It's wonderful to meet you Sir. I am a big fan of yours."

James was taken aback a bit from this as he looked at her. "Huh, really?"

"Yeah. I heard so much about your fight with Graves, and of how you were able to save everyone from him. A lot of people were so inspired by you that most of the people there have decided to train and become great warriors. Even my foster mother heard of you, and demanded that I come see you right away."

'Her mother made her come here? Geez, I would have never thought that my actions would spread so far.'

Placing the thoughts aside, James began to speak to Aurora. "Well thanks for telling me that. But I really don't think I am all that special. I only won because I had something to fight for. Either way though, it is great to meet you."

"The same to you. I hope I get to fight you at the finals before I go. Until then, me and my sister will be training in the wreck room, so bye."

The two then left as James raised a brow. 'Finals? The tournament is next year, so what did she mean by that?'

Shaking it off, he heads to where Joe was hit to, and tried to see if he was alright.

When he got there, he saw another person helping him up. It was a boy that was mid-height, Caucasian-skinned, had a medium build with different colored eyes as the left was blue and the right was red and had hair of a light shade of purple slightly spiked growing upwards. He wore pale shorts, blue and white sneakers along with a green shirt with a preying mantis on it. His most prominent feature was his blue spider necklace with a red mark on its back.

He helped Joe on his feet, who looked at him with a face of un-satisfaction. "What, first you beat me, and now you want to make me look weak too?"

"Hey, it's not my fault you lost." Said the boy. "If you were to take me seriously then you would have won."

"Oh quiet, you freaking beetleborg."

"I am NOT a beetleborg!"

"Yes you are. Hell even James will agree with me, right James?"

Joe expected an answer from his friend, but he didn't give him the one he wanted.

"Uh…exactly what are you talking about? I just got here at least ten minutes ago, so I have no idea how he is related to a beetleborg."

"What really? Man, you freaking-"

"Wait, you're James Artemis, as in the champion?" asked the boy.

"Yeah, that's me."

The boy then shook his hand as he introduced himself. "My name is Mantis. I am one of the first fighters that won in their rounds so far. Unfortunately, my first opponent was this guy here, and he has been whining about it since."

"I am not whining about anything. And besides, I let you win."

"Yeah, right." Said Mantis as he gave him a unamused expression. He then turned back to James. "I will be heading to the wreck room to train for the next fight. See at the finals when I win."

Mantis then left him as James looked at Joe.

"Why is everyone talking about the tournament? I thought it was being held next year?"

"It is. Today is just the start of the ceremony, remember?"

"Ceremony? What ceremony?"

"The one that Master Hand had spent all year getting ready. You mean to tell me that he never told you?"

"No, not all."

Hearing this, Joe scratched the back of his head as he was confused. "Why would he not tell you? You're the champion, you have to know."

James shrugged as he began to walk to Master Hand's office. "I don't know, but I am going to find out."

"Hey wait up, I am coming along to."

The two walked through the next hall way until they reached Master Hand's office. They opened the door, and saw the large hand sitting (or floating since he have no rear to sit on) on a chair near his desk. There was also another person standing near him that James knew right away.

The person was a man and looked to be in his early twenties, having short ash gray hair, standing 6 foot 1, and having a well-built figure. He wore steel-toe combat boots, dark blue pants, a brown belt that had a holster for his gun, a black trench coat, a sheath that held his claymore, a white muscle shirt, and a necklace that had what like to be three sakura petals formed together by the tips.

"Daniel, it's great to see you." Said James as he gave his hand shake. "How are things with August? It's been a while since you two got in engaged that I half expecting you to have the wedding already."

Daniel smirked a bit as he was amused by the joke. "Don't worry, it's coming. August just still need to get use to the reality of it. She gets flustered and shy every time when someone even mentions it."

"Guess that happens when you are engaged to someone who can turn in to a humongous steel beast of terror. Seriously, how the hell did you get her as a future wife?" Said Joe with a bit of jealousy.

Daniel looked at him with a non-emotional look as he answered. "Well it helps when you're not someone who harass every girl he sees, thinks he's the king of the world, and is crazy enough to not only clone one of the best Smashers in history, but to also beat and total one of their vehicle."

"WHY THE HELL WON'T ANYONE LET THAT GO!?"

Daniel and James had to hold back a laugh from hearing that. Once it faded away, James looked at Master hand.

"Ah, it's great to see that you could make it James. The place wouldn't be the same without you."

"It's great to be back, Master Hand. But I have a question."

"Oh, what is it?"

"Why is everyone talking about a tournament? I thought it was next year. And what about this Ceremony I am hearing about."

After saying this, James noticed that both Daniel and Master Hand were silent for a bit. He felt a little uncomfortable because of their silence, but soon the giant hand spoke.

"Well, you see, a year ago I decided to hold something of a Mock Tourney battle, where fighters can join in and test their skills against others in a way to train for the next year tournament."

"Okay, well that sounds good. And the prize?"

"Well that's the thing: there isn't much of a prize except some money and one other thing."

Felling impatient from waiting, James was ready to ask again until Master Hand broke it to him.

"The chance to face off against you."

"WHAT!?"

Alright that's it for today. This is PART ONE of the beginning, so I am going have to show the rest of the OC's in different parts. I am sorry for the wait guys, but I didn't expect all of the OC's to show up. Regardless, they will be in the story, so if you send on, they are accepted as of now. So with that, good night, and see you In the next chapter.