Hey! Sorry I've been taking so long. But you see, I keep all my fan fiction works on a memory card and what happened was… my family was having a party and… some… kid… stepped on it… hehe (sweat-drops).

DISCLAIMER: I don't have rights to any SSB characters games or any thing like that. If any events in this fic bare similarities and/or connections to real life events weather past present or future, such it pure coincidence. This is a fictional story.

Angie's eyes fluttered open. At first she saw what looked like smudges of red brown and blue. As her eye's focused she saw a 17-year-old boy with blue hair and a red head band. "Hey, kid. You OK? Kid, kid? Pull you're self together!" Angie mumbled. "I-Ike…!"

"Can defeating a mad king really make a guy that famous?" Oh my God! It's Ike from fire emblem radiant dawn! Krystal tried to get up and there was a shot of pain in her arm. "Hey, take it easy. That fall would leave any one pretty badly hurt."

"T-thanks. Could you tell me where I am?"

"The eastern wood. But what I want to know is why you're (IF YOU SAY THAT THEY'RE DIFFERENT SPELL CHECK SAYS OTHERWISE) dressed so strangely. And why does a young girl like you have a sword like that?" Angie wasn't sure what to say. She felt her chest and wanted to know if any other children from her world were near by. At first the mark had the color of an old burn. But suddenly it began to glow intensely. Angie ignored the pain in her arm and jumped up. "Would there happen to be any other strangely dressed kids around here?"

"Hey Ike! There might be another kid from my…" A slim tall boy with spiky black hair wearing baggy jeans, and a loose tang-top under a hoody and shoes that obviously were a gift from some one from the fire emblem world walked out of the bushes. "So Jake, this kid is from you're world?"

"Deffinently! That uniform is for my high school!"

"FINALLY! A kid from my world that speaks English!"

"I think I've seen you before." He said with his hand on his chin. "You're that brainy violin kid that's going to perform in the concert hall under old belle! (You will learn of what this is towards the end of the story)"

"Gee… thanks."

"Yeah but brains aren't going to help out that much here."

"Oh really?" Krystal dashed up to "Jake" as Ike called him and grabbed him by the skirt. "You're strength and skill is the same as it was when playing the game here." Jake broke free and brushed him self off. "Oh, sorry. So have you been on your own this entire time or is there a game character heading this way?"

"Well…" Angie told Jake and Ike her story. "Wow. You're pretty lucky, Ike is the only character I've met so far and he's not even all that well known in the states."

"Hey!"

"You know what I mean. So these marks are like tracking devices for each other?" Jake asked revealing the fire emblem sword on his shoulder. "Prey much."

"And that sword is the key to defeating the hands of disaster once and for all?" Ike asked. "According to those markings, yes."

"So what do you suppose we do?" Ike asked the 2. "I think the best idea would be to try and find the kids that haven't been captured yet. But the thing is I'm afraid we may miss a kid and we might need them for the final battle."

"There'll be 10 kids total." Ike said. "How do you know?!" Both children from earth asked. "I know the missing pieces of that story. Apparently these kids have the power to increase and decrease the strength of people from this world according to their will. Their power has long been said to have controlled or guided the heroes of this world on their ventures to save it." Ike said with a hand on his chin. "Do you think we should tell him that it was probably some Japanese kid who got the first copy of the game that's responsible for his victories?" Jake asked. "I think it may come as an injury to his pride. And if he learns that there was a sequel he might want to know about his future."

"Good point."

"So it's decided. We go and try and find leads on the 10 kids from you're world. We already know that there's 10 kids from you're world, and you two plus the kid that's been captured means 7 remaining to be found. I'll go and tell the other mercenaries what we're going to do. Get some rest tonight."

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Ike had generously offered Angie a bunk over top of Jake. He had obviously become used to this place and was excited to leave. Angie was trying to force her self into sleep by fantasizing about life after she gets back home. Angie pictured being thrown through her TV in a reverse to how she had been brought here. She imagined her family's faces. Her father trying to hold back his emotions. Her overjoyed sisters jumping in joy. And her mother's face filled with tears of joy. Perhaps the countless scars and the sword would be enough proof of her adventures in another world. Maybe she'd arrange to meet up with the other children that she had met on this adventure? Living life after words out as the closest of friends. "Angie, you awake?" Angie was snapped out of her fantasy. "Yeah."

"Can't sleep either?"

"Nope."

"Glad I'm not alone. So you want to try and go home after this?"

"Well duh. Of coarse I do!"

"That's a feeling I wish I could share…"

"What do you mean?"

"Come on! You know this world is 10 times better than our world! If I want tech, as gay as this sounds, it's a few days and then I'm in the Pokemon world! I could have a freaking dragon and giant turtle fight other dragons and turtles!"

"Yeah but…"

"And there's adventure and excitement at every turn!"

"I know that…"

"And the odd of getting on in on a real adventure is nearly 100%!"

"Yeah but… our families!"

"Who cares about them?"

"What?!"

"My parents aren't even my real parents."

"What do you…"

"I'm adopted. I could care less about my parents, trying to pass off for the real deal. I hate them!"

"…"

"You know I'm right don't you?"

"… Shut up…"

"What?"

"The fact that you're adopted is enough to prove that they love you!"

"What?"

"Its not the blood that makes a family! It's the time you spend together! Tell me, have you're new parents ever hurt you? Neglected you? Avoided you?"

"No… not really…"

"Then that proves it! They care!"

"Wow, I never really thought about it that way."

"I want you to promise me something."

"What?"

"When we get back home you go and spend all the time you can with you're family. And make sure you know it's the time shared, not the blood!"

"…Promise…"

"ANGIE! GET IN HERE!" Ike yelled. The adolescents shot out of their beds. "WHAT?"

"You're sword!" They ran into the adjacent room to see that Angie's sword was glowing intensely! The sheath broke off, pieces flew across the room. The sword emanated a light and began to morph. It became the star it was in the picture! "What do you think caused this?"

"I think it may have been you're emotions Angie!" Wow, I sure am one to talk. I have all these morals about loving my family when I hardly talk to them as it is…