Reflet and Cloud

"Did you hear screaming coming from the Training Room?" the female Wii Fit Trainer, Chell, asked.

The male Wii Fit Trainer, Steve, nodded. "Yeah. What the heck is going on in there?"

Moments after Ryu and Little Mac were kidnapped, the two Trainers decided to check out what was going on. When they arrived, they saw basketballs littered across the ground and the basketball cart was broken. Immediately, they called for the Hands.

The Hands started an investigation right away. After gathering all of the Smashers together and doing a head count, they realized that Ryu and Little Mac were missing. Knowing that Marth and Roy's disappearances weren't just an isolated incident, the two heads of the Mansion called the police, who sent detectives to help with the case of the missing Smashers.

In the meantime, Crazy Hand returned to the Hands' Office, and he grabbed a microphone to speak over the intercom.

"EVERYONE, STAY CALM!" he cried. "I know that the recent disappearances of Ryu and Little Mac are shocking, but you must stay calm. Police and detectives are now investigating the case. Meanwhile, I shall advise you to not take a step outdoors. I repeat, do not take a step outdoors. It's for each and every Smashers' own good."

All of the Smashers heeded Crazy Hand's advice…except for a certain male Tactician. Reflet was in his room, reading a book. He had headphones on with loud music, drowning out any sound that tried to distract him from his reading.

When he looked out of his window, he saw that the sky was cloudless. With a smile, he took off his headphones and closed his book.

"It's a beautiful day outside," he spoke to himself. "I think it would be nice to get some fresh air."

Getting up from the bed, he tucked his book under his arm and headed outside.

It was a hot, summer day, which caused Reflet to break out into a light sweat. However, he breathed in through his nose to take in the scent of the grass before exhaling.

"It's been too long since I've been outside," Reflet commented as he walked towards a picnic table. Sitting down on the picnic table's seats, he opened his book and continued reading.

While he was distracted, he didn't notice a cloaked figure approaching him from behind. In fact, he didn't even notice them at all until a sack was suddenly placed over his head, pulling him out of his book.

"AH! What the—" he screamed, although he was cut off by the sack. Before he could try to fight back, the figure grabbed his arms and dragged him off the seat.

"LET ME GO!" Reflet shouted, struggling against his captor's grip. However, the person kept their grip tight as they dragged him away, deeper into the forest.

"HELP! SOMEONE! HELP ME!" Reflet screamed as he thrashed in a futile attempt to escape.

He then felt something cold up against his neck, and the Tactician froze in fear—it was a knife.

"Scream, and I'll cut you up so bad, you'll bleed," his captor threatened with a hiss.

Reflet's eyes widened, realizing that his kidnapper wouldn't hesitate to cut him up. He stopped struggling and screaming as he was dragged farther into the forest.

After a few minutes, Reflet heard a door being slammed open, and he was pushed into what felt like a steel pole. Realizing that it was his chance to escape, he attempted to run, but the mysterious figure quickly grabbed his arms and placed them behind the pole.

"OW!" Reflet cried out in pain. "Let me go! What are you doing?!"

He then felt rope being looped around his wrists before it was tied tightly to a knot. Before he knew it, the sack was removed from his head. In front of him was a violet-cloaked figure: his kidnapper. When Reflet looked around, he realized that he was in some sort of abandoned house. The ceiling appeared to have holes, and objects that sat on shelves to his right were covered in dust and cobwebs. On his left was a door that led to...somewhere.

Reflet grunted as he attempted to grab the knot that tied his wrists. He glared at the figure in front of him, who was smirking at their captive's attempts to escape.

"What do you want fro—MMPH!" Before Reflet could demand anything, the figure placed duct tape over his mouth, then they wrapped the tape around his head three times. Reflet glared as he struggled against his bonds, screaming against the tape gag.

"Hehehehe," his captor chuckled. "Keep on struggling, boy. Look nice for the camera…" They then pulled out a cellphone and snapped a picture of Reflet in his bound-and-gagged state. After pressing some buttons, they placed the cellphone back in their pocket.

Reflet growled, but at the same time, he was worried. What were they planning to do to me?

The cloaked person chuckled as they grabbed his chin, forcing him to look up at them.

"Don't worry, little Reflet," they hissed. "Your best friend will be joining you soon enough…"

Reflet's eyes widened, sweat dripping down his forehead. Fear struck him when his captor spoke of his best friend. Closing his eyes tightly, he tried to break free from his bonds again as a single thought went through his mind.

Cloud…

When Cloud Strife saw that Reflet wasn't in his room, he panicked. He searched everywhere around the Mansion, calling for Reflet.

"Reflet?! REFLET!" Cloud cried, his heart racing and sweat dripping down his face. Hearing of the disappearances, he was afraid that Reflet was now also missing. He hoped and prayed that Reflet was somewhere in the Mansion, doing something. Once he found him, Cloud was going to give him a harsh scolding—

He felt his pocket rumbling slightly, and he snapped out of his reverie. Staring down at his side, he realized that he'd received a message on his cellphone. Digging around in his pocket, his hand brushed up against what he was looking for, and he pulled out the cellphone. Opening it, he checked his messages.

This better be Reflet. If it is, I'll—

When he checked the newest message, his heart almost stopped.

There was a picture of Reflet, tied to a pole with layers of duct tape across his mouth. His eyes were wide with fear.

Cloud gasped before he gritted his teeth, realizing that his best friend had been kidnapped and was being held somewhere. When he scrolled down, a message was shown.

"Your little Tactician friend is right here with me. Don't worry, he's not harmed in any way…for now. If you wish to rescue him from my clutches, fight me in the deeper part of the forest, ALONE. If you bring ANYONE with you, your friend will pay the price…"

Cloud cried out as he threw the cell phone at the wall, breaking it in half. However, Cloud didn't care; Reflet was in danger, and in order to rescue him, he must fight against the mysterious kidnapper alone. Running to his room to grab his Buster Sword, he ran outside and into the forest.

The figure smirked when they hear footsteps coming closer, and they turned to Reflet. The Tactician was thrashing against his bonds, grunting and growling. They smirked. He sure has some fight in him… they thought.

"Your friend is coming," they hissed at Reflet, who froze in fear. "I'll tire him out with my decoy…and let him win. He'll be too tired out to even fight against the real deal." They raised their hands, and some purple smoke appeared. Once the smoke died down, a ghostly copy of the figure appeared beside them.

Reflet felt his heart beating faster, knowing that Cloud was in danger. Straining against the ropes, he growled.

"Oh, now now," they chuckled. "I won't hurt him too bad. I'll rough him up a little, however."

With that, the decoy disappeared, and the figure walked into the darkness.

Reflet thrashed against the ropes, grunting in pain as his wrists turned red. Sweat dripped down his face, and he was scared not only for himself, but also for Cloud.

Cloud came across an abandoned house, noticing the blue paint peeling off and the holes in the roof. He shuddered, realizing that this house had been abandoned for possibly years. When he approached the house, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Cloud jumped back, his hand never leaving the hilt of his Buster Sword.

"Welcome, Cloud Strife," the figure chuckled.

Cloud growled as he pulled out his Buster Sword. "How do you know my name? Where's Reflet?!" he cried.

The figure smirked. "Oh, he's a little tied up at the moment with other things," they mocked.

Cloud gritted his teeth, and he lunged towards the figure. The figure disappeared, leaving Cloud to look around.

"Where are you, you damn coward?!" Cloud shouted.

"Right behind you, cutie."

Cloud quickly turned and blocked their sword from slashing at him. The two attempted to push each other with their swords, to which Cloud realized that this person was quite a bit stronger.

It can't be. They can keep the Buster Sword at bay without breaking a sweat! Cloud thought in surprise. Before he could defend himself, his opponent pushed him off of them, and Cloud hit the ground. The blond grunted, his sword dropping to the ground by his side.

"Had enough?" the figure chuckled. "I see that you're holding back. Do you really want your friend back?"

Cloud growled as he quickly grabbed his Buster Sword and jumped back to his feet. "I will defeat you. And I WILL rescue Reflet from your clutches!" With a yell, he rushed towards the figure, but the figure moved to the side.

Cloud then turned to slash at them, and this time it landed. The figure didn't even flinch when small drops of blood dribbled down from the cut they sustained on their side.

Cloud's eyes widened. "Are you even human?" he gasped.

The figure chuckled as they disappeared and reappeared behind him. Before Cloud could react, he felt their sword slashing at his back, and he cried out. He could feel warm blood slowly flowing down his back as he turned to face his enemy.

"Aww, did that hurt?" they mocked.

Cloud then yelled out as he lifted his Buster Sword to behead them, only for them to float to the side.

The blond panted, sweat dripping down his face as he continued to fight against them. His strength was weakening the more he swung his Buster Sword at his opponent. However, he wasn't going to give up. Reflet's life was on the line, and that was what kept him motivated to fight this figure.

When Cloud dodged a stab in the stomach, he yelled out as he jumped towards the figure. Before the figure would react, Cloud stabbed them cleanly through the heart. They screamed in pain as they fell to the ground, a pool of blood forming around them. Before Cloud could investigate the body, they disappeared.

Cloud raised an eyebrow. Strange… However, he shook away that thought. Reflet must be inside. I have to save him.

When he took a step forward, he nearly fell to the ground. He fought to stay on his feet, realizing that all that fighting had made him tired and weak.

He stumbled towards the door, and when he reached it, he turned the doorknob. To his surprise, it was unlocked. They didn't even bother locking this… Cloud thought.

When he opened the door, Reflet was waiting for him inside, bound and gagged to a pole. Upon hearing the door opening, Reflet looked up, his eyes widened.

"Reflet!" Cloud exclaimed, relieved that his friend was unharmed. When he took a step forward however, he realized that Reflet was screaming through the tape gag, moving his head to point at something.

Reflet knew that Cloud was walking right into his captor's clutches; he had to warn him somehow!

Cloud! Careful! You're walking into a trap!

Before Cloud could even react, he felt two strong arms grabbing under his arms, restraining him. "AGH!" he cried out, looking to see that the same figure was behind him.

"Trying to rescue your little friend, Cloud Strife?" they mocked.

Cloud attempted to struggle against their grip, but due to his fading strength, he could only struggle weakly. "I thought I killed you!" he growled as he tried to kick them off of him.

They smirked. "You were fighting a decoy, actually. And now you're part of my collection."

Cloud's eyes widened at this. Collection?!

Before Cloud could even do anything, the figure grabbed his Buster Sword and threw it to the side. Reflet watched the whole thing, shaking in fear.

"Keep me for as long as you want for your damn collection," Cloud growled. "Just let Reflet go!"

The figure chuckled as they pushed him down onto the ground. Grabbing his arms, they began binding his wrists behind his back. "Why, when he's a part of my collection as well?"

Cloud didn't even struggle as rope bound his arms to his sides, and more rope bound above and below his knees. Looking up at Reflet, he saw the guilt in his friend's eyes.

Reflet…I'm sorry I failed you… he thought he as felt duct tape being wrapped around his head multiple times.

He was then dragged to the door, and when his captor opened it, his eyes widened upon seeing the other captives in there.

What?! The others are here, too?! Cloud thought in shock before he was dragged down the stairs. He was then placed against a wall, and Cloud flinched from the pain from the cut he'd received in the fight.

"I'll be right back," the figure chuckled as they walked up the stairs. "Reflet will be right here with you momentarily."

When the captor closed the door, Cloud looked around at his surroundings. Marth and Roy were tied to each other, blindfolded, and gagged. Ryu was tied to a wooden chair, and Little Mac was restrained to a steel pole.

They disappeared hours ago…so that's what happened to them, Cloud thought.

A few minutes later, he heard the door opening, and saw their captor dragging a tied, gagged, and blindfolded Reflet down the stairs. Reflet was bound in a hogtie position, and the tape around his head was still there, except now more tape was around his eyes, blindfolding him.

Cloud's heart broke, and anger flared up inside him. How could they?! Cloud thought when he stared at Reflet's helpless position.

Their captor placed Reflet on his knees beside Cloud. "Now stay here, and don't even try to escape, you two. There will be more victims to come…"

Cloud growled, but didn't even try to struggle; he was too weak from the battle to fight against his bonds.

When the kidnapper disappeared into the darkness, Cloud looked at Reflet, who was shaking uncontrollably. The Tactician whimpered through the tape gag, and he squirmed against his bonds.

Reflet…I'm so sorry. I should've known that it was a trap all along, Cloud thought. Even though Reflet was in danger when he got the message, Cloud wished he'd planned out the rescue more. He wished that he'd been more careful when he tried to rescue Reflet. And now they've both been captured, and were now a part of the figure's "collection"; their fates were up in the air.

Cloud saw Reflet continuing to shake from fear, and he frowned. He must feel so guilty over what's happened, he thought as he scooted closer to the Tactician. He placed his head on Reflet's shoulder, his only way to comfort his friend since both of them were bound and gagged.

"Thmms mmsnt yrmmn fmmlt," Cloud spoke through the tape gag. Reflet turned his head towards Cloud, and he placed his head on Cloud's. Reflet felt his heart warm up. Despite what had happened, he realized that Cloud cared for him deeply, despite the fact that it was a trap to capture him. He then knew that Cloud would protect him at all costs, even if it meant giving up his life. He remembered hearing Cloud's stories of how he lost his two closest friends, and he now knew that Cloud didn't want to lose Reflet either.

"Thnnk ymmn, Clmmd…" Reflet muffled as he sighed through his nose.

As they were comforting each other, they heard pages being flipped and their captor's voice. The two then realized that the figure wasn't done with adding to their "collection" just yet.

"Now…Lucas and Meta Knight are next…"

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