Sorry for the long update. It's the school's fault. I'm not really satisfied with this chapter... there's just not enough plot going on... Oh well, the next chapter will be better, I guarantee it!
Someone said that some of the character's personality are a bit too OC ish. Sorry if you also think that. I'll try to fix it, but I can't guarantee they'll be exactly like you want them too. If they aren't, my only advice: Forgive me and live with it. Disclaimer: I only own Ren, my OC.
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Ren's POV, cont'd
Ike sticks out a hand for me to shake. I ignore it and he lets it drop.
"I see you're the silent type," he says with a smirk, which ticks me off even more, "like Zelda's alter-ego." I notice that his expression changes abruptly from amusement to longing. "Well anyways, I'll show you your room," he looks at a paper Masterhand gave him. "Apparently, you'll be room mates with… Samus. Lucky, she a good person, not annoying like Peach."
Ike tells me to follow him, and I do. At first, we walk in silence, which I appreciate, but as we walk through a corridor with many doors, we run into an old, tall man with red hair and black skin. I immediately sense the evil that surrounds him; it covers him like a thick, black cloak. I tense up, and prepare to strike. Ike seems to agree with my thoughts.
"What are you doing here, Ganondorf? This is the girls' corridor, you have no business here!" he snarls. I like this side of him better.
Ganondorf looks disdainfully at Ike. "Then might I ask what you are doing here," he says with an insulting sneer.
Ike cocks his head towards me, "Guiding the newcomer, so move out of the way!"
The evil man obliges and steps to the side, but as I pass, he gives me an intense stare that seems to penetrate my mind; I look away, slightly disturbed.
Once we get out of earshot, Ike starts talking again."Don't let that man scare you, Ren, he's just this villain that keeps trying to conquer Hyrule. Good thing Link defeats him at every attempt."
I have no idea what he's talking about, but I keep my mouth closed.
Soon, we stop next to a door. On the door was a plaque that read, 'Room 524: Samus' and next to it was, 'Ren.'
Wow, and Pit said they didn't expect me.
Ike knocks on the door until a voice calls out from the other side, "Coming!" I head hurried footsteps and the creak of the door as it opened.
A blonde girl with a light blue suit that resembled a jump suit and a leotard opened the door. Her eyebrows arch as she examines Ike and me.
"You must be Ren," she says with an of-course expression, "come in, after all, this is your room." I accept her invitation and step inside.
Ike nods with approval and says, "I'll come for you tomorrow. Samus will show you to dinner."
Samus closes the door behind me, trapping me in with her. I feel uneasy, but relax as she enters my field of vision. "You know my name, and I know yours, so there's no point in introducing ourselves," she murmurs, as if she is speaking to herself.
I mentally grin. I like the way she thinks.
Samus then speaks in a louder voice, "Your bed is there," she points, "the bathroom," she points again. Samus shrugs as I analyze every object in the room, "The room isn't that much, but it has the essentials. Decorate your side of the room if you want to, its optional."
I nod.
"Dinner starts around seven, so if you want to prepare yourself or anything, do it now," as Samus looks at an electronic clock on the desk. I follow her gaze and sees that it's 6:20 pm.
"I'm going for a shower," Samus informs. She grabs a light blue suit like the one she's wearing and strides to the bathroom. When the door clicked, indicating that it was locked, I unbuckle the swords on my back and toss them onto my bed. I sigh as I sit down. Samus seems like someone I could relate to. Good thing too, I didn't want to be holed in with some retarded person.
I close my eyes, but see that evil man's stare again. I shake my head to get rid of the image. Out of all the men I've faced, this one was very different.
I get up and walk to the window. Seeing the beautiful red-purple sky, I open the window wide open and let the fresh air blow past me. I loosen the scarf around my mouth so I can taste the refreshing air. Forgetting about today's events, I imagine sprouting wings and taking flight.
Ike's POV
What is up with that girl? That newcomer, Ren. During the walk to her room, she didn't speak to me at all, not even when I introduced myself. All she did was glare at me. I think she tried to scare me. As if a stare would scare me.
Whatever, she's probably going to end up all lonely and depressed, like Meta Knight or Lucario. Then again, I'll challenge her to a fight tomorrow and see if she's worthy of being a Brawler.
I absent-mindedly walk into the lounge area, and see Zelda and Marth on a white couch, talking animatedly about something.
"…Amazing wasn't it? ROB was too easy of an opponent. I couldn't believe he made it to the semi-finals in the first place," I hear Marth say as I draw closer.
Ah… they're talking about today's practice tourney.
"I don't know, you lost a life while Ike had all three," Zelda mused with a thoughtful expression. I smirk when I see Marth pout slightly.
"Hey Marth, upset that I'm better than you?" I say as I stop in front of them.
"Ike!" Zelda squeals as she hugs me.
Marth punches me lightly on the arm.
"Just wait, I'll beat you in the finals! Then we'll see who's talking."
Zelda lets go and sits back down on the couch, motioning me to sit between Marth and her.
"So what was the newcomer like?"
I shrug. "A bit like Meta Knight. Silent, won't talk at all."
"Really? Well, I hope she's a good fighter, and a challenge to you," Zelda whispers before kissing me on the cheek.
I grin and form a fist in the air.
"Hopefully."
6:55 PM
I frown as my stomach grumbles noisily. I look at the clock between Marth's bed and my bed. Yes! It's time to go.
" Yo, Princess, it's almost time for dinner," I tell Marth, who's reading some story about a prince and a princess.
He looks up and marks his place in his book. "Already?"
"What do you mean, already? I've been starving for like an hour! Hurry up or all the good food will be taken!" I say as I open the door to the hallway.
Marth sighs as he sets his book down on the table. Taking one last wistful look at it, he turns around and walks through the door. As I lock the door behind us, I tease him.
"If I left you alone with that book, you would've let yourself starve sticking your nose in that book."
"E-excuse me? Well at least I'm not always thinking about food and striving to make myself fat!"
"Fat? This isn't fat, this is muscle! You're just jealous."
On and on we argue until we finally reached the Dining Hall. A couple of people were already there, and the room was filled with the sound of chatter and clinking silverware. I look for Zelda but see Ren sitting at a table with Samus.
"Damn, I wanted to be first!" I muttered.
Marth snorted, in a majestic way… or so he says. "Why? It's not a race."
I shrug while we go get our plates. "I don't know, but it sucks when Kirby, Yoshi, and King Dedede take all the food."
"True," Marth says, scooping salad onto his plate, "which reminds me, I saw King Dedede take most of the chicken."
"What!?" I yell as I see the truth, the entire chicken tray, empty except for one leg. I rush over to the tray and claim the last chicken. I sigh as I put the leg down on my plate, "I guess I'll just have to settle for beef then."
Ren's POV
"And so Masterhand invited you to see if you'll raise the popularity of the tournaments," Samus said after sipping some water. She took the liberty of explaining the main reason why I'm here. I found that her personality was similar to mine, similar enough to allow me to feel at ease when talking to her. Was she a friend? Maybe, maybe not.
"I see, and so tell me about the tournaments."
"Well, it's pretty straight forward. Basically, during the tournament, you try to defeat all your opponents. There's no fear of physical damage because Masterhand set this device called the pain simulator to stimulate pain, obviously. Also, during the tournaments, various items and wea-"
"What!?" A familiar voice echoed throughout the hall, interrupting our conversation. I look over at the buffet counter. Sure enough, it was Ike.
I frown and look away from the sight. Samus sighed and her mouth twitched into a slight smile.
"Apparently, King Dedede took all the chicken."
"Who?"
"There, that fat penguin with the mound of chicken legs."
I look to where Samus points and observe a blue penguin with clothing gobble down the legs, one by one. Next the bird was a strange pink puffball, and next to the puffball was a green dinosaur. In front of them were plates filled with various foods.
I sigh and look back down at my unfinished soup. I had a feeling that those creatures weren't the only strange ones around here.
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