AN: I. Suck. At. Fight. Scenes. So basically this chapter is prolly gonna suck. no in my opinion it does, but hopefully next chapter will be better if any of you still read this. (By the way, [x_] Sand Bag! is my new line break thing... or Chapter Break is more fitting.)
The smell of hot tea leaves was almost soothing, a welcomed contrast to last night's nightmare that's for sure. Guess Zelda got up way before me…
A gentle peck on the lips told me my suspicions were confirmed, unless some weirdo who kissed like Zelda had come into our room and was drinking our tea, she was awake.
"Samus!~ C'mon, time to wake up." I felt her warm breath tingle across my cheek, one hand propping her up while she leaned on the bed, the other shaking my shoulder gently.
I mock pouted, showing her I was awake, and muttered, "Maybe I don't want to."
"Well too bad, you have a match today." I let out a soft groan. I hadn't had a match in forever! Like hell if I wanted one now. I always had the best of luck didn't I? Besides I usually won anyway, only occasionally getting my butt kicked back to Zebes.
"Doesn't mean I have to get up now does it?" Zelda simply snorted beside me.
"Samus, it's already nine."
"So." Peaking open an eye, I stared, crossing my arms over my chest defiantly.
"It's time to get up." She glared at me, arching one eyebrow to show that she meant business… or to fail at looking menacing. It didn't matter. She still looked cute trying to look badass.
"What if I make it so you don't want to get up either." A dumbfounded look spread across her face, the cogs turning in her head as she contemplated just what I meant. Ah the naïveté she concealed.
"What do yo-!" a soft yelp emanated from her lips while I tugged her down flush against me smirking.
"You know damn well what I mean." I whispered it against her neck, almost purring when goose bumps started rising across her skin and the tips of her ears began to turn scarlet.
"S-samus…?" I didn't answer, but simply placed a tentative kiss at the base of her jaw, beginning a feather light trail down to where her neck met shoulder.
"You still want to get up?" My voice sounded odd to me, but I ignored it, trailing a finger up the path I had made to tickle her sensitive neck while I nipped the tip of her ear.
"No, but… We have to…" Her voice was obviously strained, her swallowing was proof enough.
I looked up, pouting again, to take in her flushed face, a bead of sweat clinging to her temple, and the lust clouding the edges of her Irises. Who knew I could work her up so much in only a minute?
"Fine, but when I win," I shifted the blanket off me to sit up and pull Zelda on my lap, "I'll probably be wanting some victory sex." I was obviously joking, but I didn't think Zelda realized that when she turned redder than she already was. Hell she looked like Mario's shirt!
[x_] Sand Bag!
I stretched backwards, a few vertebrae cracking and snapping back into a better position. Rolling my shoulders I reached down to secure my paralyzer to my thigh, pull it from its holster and get ready into position.
I'd be fighting in my zerosuit today. I felt like a complete idiot for forgetting to stock my suit back up with missiles and bombs.
Oh, well.
A small light was currently red, blatantly stating, 'hey stupid don't enter right now or you're going to get severely injured dumbass.'
Either way it shone above a simple gate like structure, basically a white rim of metal like a metal detector only in the center was a portal showing the stage; that was likely to change once we set foot into the arena.
I brushed imaginary dust off my shoulder while the buzzer rang out, the light flashing green, and the portal flaring brighter, threatening to engulf the whole room.
Rolling my eyes I started forward, walking through the humming, swirling mass to stand in a rainy, jungle like environment.
It was a new area, yet strikingly familiar. I could hear the crowd through the hidden speakers, there were cameras hidden everywhere around this place most likely and I'd be ticked if I ended up tripping on one…
The arenas were usually picked to be a hindrance to all of the smashers who were brawling or an ally, which with this in mind led me to wonder just who the hell my partner was anyway, and who we were up against.
I walked over to a rock, sat down upon the rugged surface and waited. It seemed like one could easily trip up here, thick foliage and rocky terrain usually did that to a person, not to mention it was a more dense jungle. (Basically if the environment didn't make you trip a camera probably would.)
I closed my eyes, tilting my face to the sky, raindrops racing to land on my face or slide down my zerosuit.
Barely audible crunching was heard, and I looked over to see a yellow mouse like creature, dart to my side. Guess Pikachu was my partner today, which led me to believe this arena was built to screw around with us.
Glad I hadn't used my suit, (I would have been a freaking electric rod!) I picked Pikachu up and set him on my lap. The poor thing radiated electricity, one wrong step and someone would be electrocuted… Which meant my paralyzer could be used more effectively, maybe it wasn't that bad after all, or they just hadn't counted that I'd fight without my suit and had planned to zap the living hell out of me.
Torturous demons…
"So Pikachu, were do you think our punching bags a-" I was cut off when something hard and solid nailed me in the back of the head. Glancing down, while hurriedly getting up to spin around I noticed a sizable rock lying still beside my foot.
They threw a rock at me! A ROCK!
Seething with rage I glared at two blunettes, one donning a rather feminine tiara, the other some ragged cloth that was substitute for a headband, and both wearing some weird swordsman outfit.
Our opponents were Marth and Ike. Figures…
Un-holstering my paralyzer I waited while an awkward ticking began to ring out. This always happened. You go find your partner, find your enemy together, and the count down for the match to begin started ticking down like some kind of death timer.
Five, four, three, two, GO! The animatronic voice of Master Hand sounded, a horn backing up his statement to begin.
I took a battle stance while 'Princess Martha'charged at me, sword poised to strike. Taking note to obviously not get slashed with that thing, I dodged as the silver tip flew past my side with a hiss. Marth staggered forward and I chose my timing to slam my elbow back, really just sending him into a puddle more than doing any damage. Lifting my leg to ram into his back, I felt his boot make contact with my ankle, sending a pain to shoot up my calf and for me to land flat on my ass.
I hissed in annoyance, rolling away when the prince tried to impale me for Falchion to be embedded in the dirt halfway up the blade and try to pull it from its new earthen sheath. Seemed like he was having difficulties…
From my peripheral vision I noticed Ike swing Ragnell, sickeningly close to Pikachu's side only to step into the edge of a shallow pond, and ultimately get shocked by Pikachu. I loved how smart that mouse was sometimes.
Jumping to my feet, I scanned Marth with my eyes. The male was covered in liquid brown from falling earlier and his chest was heaving lightly, nothing showing he was out of breath or anything… Just maybe a bit angered.
Taking in a breath I rushed forward, side stepping when he swiped at my legs with his sword, and lashing out with my fist to catch his abdomen. Coughing violently he blindly thrust out Falchion which ironically caught my back, nothing deep or anything, but it burned like liquid fire in the least.
Glaring I clutched the small portion he had sliced, luckily it was only the equivalence of a cut you'd get while possibly cooking or something.
Pulling my hand away to spy blood coating the fingertips of my zerosuit, I felt my chest start to burn. (Ok now this fuckin' princess was gonna have it.)
"C'mon Princess! You too scared to come beat me up or what!" Marth's face contorted in silent rage, before he steeled himself over. "Some ones chicken, even the Chozo had more bravery than this!" A sudden jolt of pain down my spine and me clutching my now bleeding nose, reminded me Marth was in a close enough distance that he could punch me whenever he wanted, and slash my stomach like he oh so graciously did causing my blood to drip from his blade as well as the gash to run, wasted, into the soil.
"What kind of adversary do you think yourself, Samus Aran?" I smirked clutching my stomach, bout time he toughened up, too bad he hadn't failed to see I was forcing him into my trap. If he came straight up next to me he'd be in a puddle, and that's exactly what I needed to finish him off and help Pikachu with Ike. (If Ike, hadn't already been finished off at least.)
"For one I don't even know if I know what that word means, but I'm going to take a guess and say a smart one." I grinned while he started at me like I was some kind of idiot, which while bleeding like I was and grinning I guess kind of made me one. (Or at least made me look like one.)
I pointed my paralyzer at the puddle charging it while he stared, dumbfounded, and let out the electrified shot.
"Bye Martha.~" I hummed the last part while, he yelled in pain, sparks dancing in his pupils, and a few bolts shooting up his spine as he began to fade and de-materialized back to the waiting room.
I sighed, relaxing my rigged back so I could rest on a tree behind me and look up at the sky, rain washing away some of the dried blood and dirt.
"Never again…," Locating a hidden camera in the tree I looked up briefly. Blew it a kiss and stated a simple line, "Sorry Zelda! Had to finish him up somehow right?" I'd get my ass handed to me no doubt when I got out of here…
I looked around for Pikachu and Ike, just now noticing how the puddles all seemed to be a diluted red, and a few carvings on the rocks, which easily made me facepalm on live television.
I knew where we were. It was Tallon IV.
Too caught up in my stupidity to care I heard an animated voice Blare out 'WINNER!' which obviously meant Pikachu must have kicked Ike's ass. I felt so proud of that little mouse right now… I'd have to get him some kind of treat later.
A warm aura surrounded me and I was transported back into the smash mansion waiting room, where it seemed everyone had gathered to watch the event.
I smiled while looking around, still holding my stomach slightly. There was Pikachu chirping happily in his little language, Ness and Lucas who seemed to be freaking out at how awesome that was, random others chatting amongst themselves, and of course Zelda.
A rather pissed, Zelda.
I'm screwed… (Somebody help me…?)
AN: Hope you enjoyed and i didn't kill anyone off...
