Someday . x . , Out Of . x . The Blue
snow . x . fairy
Summary: AU: Ike is a teenager that has been abused by his father ever since he was seven—since his mother died. His closest friends, Marth, Lucina, Robin and Roy soon find out the horrible pain he endures at home . . . but Ike remains secretive. Can the four get his friend to confess before it's too late? {Rated T — for foul language, abuse, blood & violence}
Rating: T — foul language, abuse, blood, violence
Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fanfiction. The author does not own Super Smash Brothers for Wii U/3DS or any other Super Smash Brothers game. They all belong to the one and only Nintendo.
. Chapter III .
- Sanctuary -
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*Brrrm, brrm!*
*Brrm, brrm!*
Sunlight filtered through the curtains of the bedroom, the stream of light radiating it's warmth on the body that laid motionless on the wooden floor. With a pained groan leaving his throat, Ike opened his eyes.
Images of what had happened once he came home the day before flashed through his mind as he stared blankly up at the ceiling.
After his brief talk with Cloud at the park, he had made his way home and arrived at around six where he was met with multiple empty bottles of alcohol rolling across the floor, as usual.
He kept his head bowed, hoping that somehow his indigo spikes could hide is existence as he steadily made his way passed the living room, where his father sat muttering to himself on the couch while swinging around one of the empty bottles in his hand. Ike slowed his pace, beginning to take steady, cautious steps passed the room, holding his breath as he knew he was treading on choppy, unsafe waters.
All he wanted was to be in the sanctuary his room offered, hiding under the sheets and to drift off into peaceful slumber. He just had to make his way up the stairs, then a couple of steps and he'll be there.
"-useless, shitty boy . . ." He heard his father growled under his breath, waving the bottle around with every insult, everything that Ike was. Suddenly there was a short silence and Ike's quiet steps were suddenly loud and deafening.
"And what makes you think I wouldn't notice you?"
His blood turned to ice as he knew - he just knew that it was going to happen again, the bruises, the shouting, the cries, the pleading.
The pain.
The empty bottles in his hand was thrown at the wall, where Ike's head was a split second before he bolted up the stairs. He heard loud footsteps and yelling behind him, but he didn't look back. He wouldn't look back.
The moment he opened his bedroom door, pain throbbed throughout his head and his vision was clouded in blinding white.
So he gave up.
"Oh yeah . . ." Ike muttered, sitting up while trying to ignore the pain from the new bruises he had. He lightly sighed - he was still dressed in school shirt and trousers, his tie sprawled out on the floor beside him along with his phone which was vibrating.
He reached out to pick up the device and tapped in his password on the touch screen, and also saw that he had quite a lot of missed messages from his friends.
[10 messages]
Robin (1): You alright? Idk what that was about, but you got us worried. Especially Roy. /
My Boy Roy (1): Sorry
Mother Bear (2): Everything alright? I'm worried / Can't walk with you today since I got morning errands, but Lucina says she'll walk with you.
Lu-Lu (3): Voltron. Season. 3. Watch. It. / Are you okay? / I'm gonna walk with you today, so don't be late! ;D
Link (2): Wtf was the math hw we got?! I slept again fml. / you gonna play some Overwatch? The summer event came out and I've already nutted cos of Widow's new skin.
Red (1): I've finally caught up with the JoJo manga and read a couple chapters of Berserk. The art style lit. Any more manga recommendations?
Ike decided to reply to the messages later (he was already known for replying late anyway), picked himself up from the hard wooden floor and made his way towards the bathroom to freshen up. He didn't take too long in the bath, since the water making contact with his bruises was torture.
After that, he proceeded to wear his uniform, which consisted of a white collared shirt, a navy blue tie, same colored blazer (which he left unbuttoned) and trousers, and dark brown shoes.
When he was done, he stood in front of his full body mirror and wrapped his signature green bandana tightly around his head and ran a hand through his unkempt indigo spikes, therefore completing his usual morning routine.
When he went to grab his bag from his bed, he paused momentarily when he caught sight of a framed picture on the desk beside his bed. A beautiful indigo haired woman and two children, a boy and girl, smiled brightly at him, their shimmering blue eyes encasing all the euphoria they felt when they were together.
Ike frowned at the picture. The two females there were all he had, and they had left him. They were gone, and he'll never see their smiles ever again in person.
He grabbed his bag and quickly checked the time on his phone before making his way down the stairs and out the door, shutting it with a bang behind him.
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"You didn't have breakfast again, Ike?" Lucina crossed her arms over her chest and narrowed her eyes at Ike. "Do you have any idea how unhealthy that is for you?"
Ike shrugged, "Yeah, I've been told a couple, I dunno, thousand times by you already?" Lucina rolled her sapphire orbs in response to his sarcasm, and he sighed. "I'll eat at school, alright? Jeeze . . . why are you glaring at me?"
"Because I need an explanation."
"For what?"
"For what happened yesterday, obviously!" She exclaimed. "You shouted at Roy out of the blue. What was that about?"
Ike froze for a moment, then directed his gaze down at his shoes. Lucina took a step closer to the teen and slightly tilted her head to look up at him, seeing that his midnight blue eyes were dull with guilt.
"I didn't mean to shout at him," he said. "I don't know what came over me . . ."
"Don't beat yourself up over it." Lucina reached up on her tip toes (she was only up to his chest) to ruffle his spiky hair as if he were a child. Ike immediately felt the comfort wash over him from the gesture, which is something she has done since they were young. "Sure, we were all kinda shocked, but it's fine. Cheer up, dude!"
Ike managed to smile down at her, which she reflected back at him.
"Now change of subject - did you watch season three of voltron yet?" Lucina asked excitedly, and Ike nodded his head. She squealed happily and the two conversed about the show until they reached the entrance of Smash Academy, where they met up with Robin at the usual place they hung out.
Lucina sat down on the grass against the wide bark of the willow tree, and Ike laid down, resting his head on her lap while Robin tapped away on his phone.
"Marth says he's almost at school." Robin stated calmly, and the two blue-haired teens hummed in response. "Haven't heard from Roy yet."
"He probably overslept." Said Lucina, running her fingers through Ike's hair. "He left my house three hours after you and Marth left."
Robin continued to tap on his phone screen. "That's probably the case, then."
The three heard footsteps against the grass, and they turned to see Marth and Roy walking towards where they were grouped. The blue haired boy had his usual warm smile gracing his handsome features, and instead of wearing the navy blazer, he wore the beige coloured long-sleeved v-neck over his shirt. The red head had his hands dug into his trouser pockets, wearing his usual light yellow hoodie under his blazer.
"I'm guessing you didn't eat breakfast again?" Marth questioned, placing three packets of lemon bread on Ike's stomach. "Eat up, child."
Ike sat up and was about to open one of the packets, until he caught sight of Roy, who had his gaze directed elsewhere.
"Roy."
The scarlet haired boy whipped his head around to see Ike standing in front of him, and he immediately materialised a casual grin on his face. "Hey, Ike! What's up, dude?"
"What happened yesterday . . . it was all me. You did nothing wrong, so don't apologise." Ike recalled the message Roy had sent him, saying 'sorry'. ". . . I'm sorry."
There was a short silence, the only sound being Robin tapping on his phone screen.
Roy's cerulean eyes softened for a brief moment, but they soon shone brightly as he grinned again.
"Well, uh, okay! It's in the past now, anyway, so it's irrevalent! I mean irrelevant? However you say the word."
Ike smiled as Marth and Lucina chuckled, and Robin rolled his eyes.
"Idiot."
"Who're you calling an idiot?" Roy retorted.
"You."
The two ended up bickering with each other until the bell rang, alerting the, that they had to star making their way to class.
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"-and after completing that task, answer questions one to six. I don't care if you show your working out or not, as long as there's an answer there." The teacher, known as Captain Falcon, yawned after explaining the task to the class. "Get to work. I'm gonna sleep, so don't fuck about unless you're ready to take a Falcon Punch to the face."
Once he had drifted off to sleep, a short, muscular black haired teen pulled out a black marker from his trouser pocket and smirked, the glint in his emerald eyes promising mischief.
"So, who's ready to fuck about?" He questioned. "Cos I sure am."
"When are you not?" A pretty blonde girl, namely Peach, rolled her eyes. "It's not everyday, Mac. Do your work for once!"
"Well excuse me, princess, but some of just wanna have fun instead of wasting their life away solving shitty equations. I actually have a life, you know."
"You call just constantly punching something a life? Get real."
"You best take that back!"
"Make me!"
"Just leave him be, Peach." Zelda said calmly while breeding through the equations. "He'll be put in detention for the third time this week, plus we'll feet to see him get punched by Falcon."
Peach crossed her arms and huffed, watching Mac make his way to the front of the class where Captain Falcon sat, and began drawing on his face with the marker while snickering.
At the back of the class, Ike had his gaze focused on the window, watching the scenery with his earphones plugged into his ears. He lightly tapped his pen to the beat of the music he was listening to as Link, Pit and Red conversed around him.
"I still have no fucking idea why I bother with this class." Link spoke, adjusting his signature green hat on his head before resting his head on his palm. "Seriously, Falcon can't teach for shit."
Red had his attention on his sketch pad, in which he was adding details to his drawing of a pokemon, specifically a Lucario. He replied with a "mhmm" to what the Hylian had said.
"You can say that again," said Pit. "Lady Palutena keeps forcing me to study for this stupid subject. Like, what even is the point? We're all gonna fail anyways."
"Besides Zelda," Red now joined the conversation. "Bet your ass she'll pass with flying colours."
Link nodded. "Got that right. Hey, wanna hear how I got the most awesome play of the game in Overwatch yesterday? I tried out being Sombra for once, and-"
They listened to the Hylian ramble on about his skills in the game, and Ike eventually zoned out when he began to look out the window again.
As long as he was surrounded by his classmates and was in school, he won't feel any pain. As long as he was in school or a friends house, anywhere but home, he'll be safe from the constant beatings he endured at home.
But he couldn't stay forever, for he'd eventually have to leave his sanctuary, leaving himself exposed to the demons that would consume him again.
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Someday, Out of the Blue
. Chapter III .
- Sanctuary -
- Closed -
Author's Note: Yo, its been a while, hasn't it? Anyone still there . . . ? . . . No . . .? Well anyways, I've finally managed to bring myself to update the story. I can't really think of any shitty excuse for the late update, so, uh . . . yeah. My apologies. I'm telling you now that I will never abandon this fic, though.
I've seen some questions in the reviews regarding Romance in this fic. I haven't planned for any Romance to happen, and if so it will only be a really small bit. I want to focus on the friendship between the main characters, and Romance will just get in the way of that.
Marth and Lucina aren't related at all in this fic either.
And regarding the character's personalities, as some reviewers have stated, they are OOC. I'm aware of this, and their personalities are going to stay like that. I didn't plan for any of them to be like how they are in canon in the first place.
Smash Academy is also kinda based off any typical slice of life anime high school, if anyone was wondering.
Other characters who are not in Smash Bros will also be appearing in the story, mostly other Fire Emblem characters and a few others from other Nintendo games.
Since some of the characters in the story are into anime and games, there'll be mentionings of some. I obviously own none of them.
Any more questions? Just ask.
I have loads of things planned for this story, and it will in fact get darker and touch upon some sensitive subjects (such as self harm and more), but for now I won't be going into too much detail, but I will later on in the fic, so you've been warned.
Nothing much happened in this chapter, but I assure you that the plot will soon thicken. Try sticking with me!
I'll try my best to update soon. Thanks for reading, hoped you enjoyed and please leave a review! C:
— snow . x . fairy
