I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!

If anyone here has been waiting on TRR, I'll let you know now that it's been updated! And lovers of TACDIF, I re-continued it! XD I guess I loved it too much to just quit...

As for nerd points, those go to Reevee21 and Typhlosion8, my awesome friends! And a Guest! ...'cause those people were the only ones who reviewed... AH-HEM! No biggie! It's fine. This is a relatively new fic, after all...

SOOOOOOOO anyway, not much to say I guess. Chapter three! Ready, set, go! ...that sounds stupid. Whatever!

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CHAPTER THREE: A Fallen Angel

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It took all of three seconds for Cameron to race down the stairs, shove on his panda slippers, and throw himself out the door into the rain. Abby was right behind him.

Okay, fine, maybe it took a little more than three seconds... but Cameron definitely wasn't wasting a moment. And, nope, neither was Abby.

"Oh, good gosh," Cameron muttered. "A-Abby. You're seeing this, too, right?"

She nodded. "Yeah..."

She walked over to the middle of the street, kneeling down beside a small, bloody figure. "...jeez, Cameron, he's cold! We need to get him inside already! He'll freeze to death out here!"

"Abby, it's summer," Cameron reminded her.

"In case you didn't notice, it's actually really cold out here, summer or not - and it's raining," she replied curtly. "Now, come on..."

Cameron nodded, hurrying over to her and reaching down to gently pick up the small, bloody figure lying in the street before him.

They brought him inside and took him into the bathroom, carefully and gently cleaning off the blood. The injury was awful, but it was shallow; the worst threat was blood loss, and the flow seemed to have stopped anyway.

The twins then laid him on Abby's bed, wrapping him in as many thick, soft blankets as they could find. Abby had been right about how cold it was: the little boy's lips were blue and his face was pale and cold.

When it finally seemed he was warm enough, and they were sure that the bleeding had stopped, Cameron and Abby stepped back and sighed.

"Toon Link?" she asked.

"Toon Link," he confirmed.

"First Kirby, now Toony... I'm guessing there'll be more, then?"

"Yeah," he agreed. "A whole, whole lot more."

...

Lucy sighed, bored, as she slumped against her bedroom wall.

Meta Knight was out cold, and had been for the past ten minutes. It didn't look like he was waking up anytime soon. And there really didn't seem to be anything else of interest to do...

Besides, of course, play a little Todomachi Life on her 3DS XL...

Lucy grinned at the sudden idea and bounced up from her seated position, racing over to her crazy game collection and shuffling through it. She grabbed the game and the device, and soon settled herself down for a nice, long couple hours of Mii-ness...

...but, of course, that was when Isabel decided to walk right in.

Of course she didn't knock. Six-year-olds don't knock. They barge right in, and that was exactly what Isabel did.

And, of course, she happened to see Meta Knight. Isabel froze in her tracks.

Lucy watched in horror as her six-year-old sister stared, slack-jawed, at the smasher. She looked at Lucy, then back at Meta Knight, then at Lucy again.

And then a very, very shocked little Isabel opened her mouth to scream.

...

The darkness him hard.

And it was cold, too. Oh, so very cold...

So cold, it was painful. The awful, awful pain... he wanted to scream, but he was immobile. Sessile. He could not move. The darkness rendered him absolutely powerless.

Still, whether he was able to scream or not, the pain was agonizing. The young angel could only lie helpless, suspended in darkness, as the sheer, painful cold raced through his body. That was all he could do.

He knew his home was being attacked. He knew he could help - he had to help.

But the darkness had gotten him.

The pain intensified. He tried once more to scream, but couldn't. Never had he felt such awful, absolute agony. Even death would have been a relief at this point.

So that was why, when unconsciousness came creeping over him and the pain at last began to subside, he wasn't scared.

All that the now-fallen, now-defeated angel felt was relief.

Even though some part of his mind told him to be scared, to break away, to not fall into sleep, he couldn't help but feel so wonderfully relieved as the pain finally faded.

And that relief was the last thing Pit felt before his mind faded into the deep, peaceful oblivion that is unconsciousness.

...

"Wh-where am I...?"

Abby's head snapped up. She gave a little squeak of excitement. "Cameron! He woke up!"

Cameron poked his head through the doorway. "What?" Glancing over at the little boy who was struggling to push himself up into a sitting position on Abby's bed, he raised an eyebrow. "Oh boy..."

In a flash, Cameron was at the boy's side, helping him to sit up. "Hey there, little guy," he said softly. "You're Toon Link, right?"

The boy, who was indeed Toon Link, looked up at Cameron. He jerked away. "Wh-who are you? How do you know my name?!" he cried angrily. He was scared, Cameron realized. Oh, so very scared.

Abby was there next. "Hey. It's okay. We promise we won't hurt you. Actually, we might have saved your life."

Toon Link blinked at this. "Wh-what?" he stammered, confused. "What are you t-talking about?"

"You were hurt, Toony," Cameron said. "Badly hurt. We brought you in here and saved you."

Toon Link was silent for a moment. "Oh," he said quietly. Then, a little more confident, he asked, "but h-how do you know me?"

"Well, that's a long story," Cameron sighed.

"Or not," Abby countered. "Let me sum it up. You're on earth. Nobody on earth believes you are real, or any of your friends, for that matter. You know you're known as smashers, right?"

Toon Link nodded.

"Well," Abby continued, "we earth-people have a bunch of games about you and your friends. Like I said, no one thinks you're real - they just believe you're video game characters." She glanced smugly at Cameron. "How's that for a quick summary?"

He rolled his eyes. "It's wonderful," he said sarcastically. "Beautiful. Amazing. You have a true talent for... summarizing," he finished dramatically.

Now it was Abby's turn to roll her eyes.

"Whatever," she muttered. Then she glanced at Toon Link.

A grin spread across her face. "I think I'm still finding it just a little hard to believe that I'm talking to an incarnation of Link, I mean - it's Link, the great Hero of Time himself..."

"And Hero of Trains," Cameron added. "And Hero of Winds. And Hero of..."

"Okay, I get it!" Abby replied with a laugh. She turned to Toon Link.

"Kid, you are the hero of way too many things," she said, shaking her head and smirking.

Toony just stared at her. He cocked his head, clearly confused.

"...huh?"

...

So, how did you guys like that?

I know it was short for a chapter. But hey! It's still a chapter! And enough good stuff happened in it, anyway.

I'm gonna warn you guys that this might not be updated super-often. I rebooted The Random Room, so yay me, and I re-continued my main fic, The Ash Conspiracy: Down in Flames, and am now working on book II in the Ash Conspiracy series. Also, I'm working with a friend on another fic entirely, and there's one that is updated really, really rarely that I'm trying to update soon.

As you can see, I am a busy person.

Pikachu: Yes. Yes you are.

But anyway, I hope y'all enjoyed. And I hope all my TRR fans are happy I updated after three dang months, and I hope all my TACDIF fans are happy I continued, and I hope all my fans of this story alone were happy with this update.

So, remember: hug an Eevee! And review - yeah, do that too! Baaaiiiii!