Chapter 10: A New War for Survival part 1

Super Smash Bros.[ Fire Emblem: Awakening, Plegia; Super Smash Bros., Capital Island Regal Estates]

"Silence whelp." Gerome sternly snapped. "You get no parole without say-so." His deep voice-mannerism intrigued Falcon.

"What was that? A Batman impression?" This comeback made Gerome turn his head a bit to the bounty hunter, but still keeping his rigid stance over the cage. "Yes that. You must feel real hard trying to gargle tacs, am I right? You got me, right kid?" C. Falcon motioned to Ricken who looked away from the stranger, hoping to not get involved. Gaius simply pulled out a lollipop out of nowhere to enjoy the show.

"I'll have you know that I do not impersonate any man of bats." Gerome was starting to show some sign of frustration from the conversation started by Falcon. As much as he didn't really care on how much others thought of his gruff exterior.

"Oh come on. You are Batman! At least a look-a-like! That color scheme. That mask. That origin story! Even your personal life is like the big guy! So is this Grima fellow you guys've been talking about like some sleazy version of the Joker?" All this description of another being made Gerome uncomfortable and even built up anger from the accusations, something Ricken saw and yearned to end.

"Could you give it a rest? Leave him alone." The outburst made C. Falcon change his view from Gerome to the young Shepherd, which spelled trouble for Ricken.

"What did no one take a shift for the day care? Who's kid is this!? Why is he in the army, and is your peoples regulation on age in this draft?" C. Falcon looked out to anyone willing to accept the responsibility for this child, not knowing that he was indeed a full fledged member of their forces. It took a while for Chrom to accept having the young members hold their own enough to be considered combat worthy, including Donnel and at first Nowi, but it really hurt Ricken's pride to have their own prisoner disregard him for just a kid and not an actual person, baring a noticeable blush in his embarrassment. He knew that Chrom taught him to not let these matters affect him to hard, even for a lowly prisoner, but he couldn't help but to put things straight with this ne'er-do-well.

"I'm not just some kid sir! I'm an official member of this army, and a big help thank you very much!" Falcon bore a confused look from the explanation.

"Well things must be desperate to allow children to fight. Say have you outgrown that phase where you wear your mom's heels to make you seem taller, cause that'll help in your case. If you know what I mean." Captain Falcon wasn't usually this rude, he must be messing around with these guys due to them being affiliated to his captors. He should've just collected his bounty for Chrom and left this world for it. But thanks to a series of unfortunate events, he's stuck here with all his new friends and their lovely company, or so it seems. His comments on Ricken's height hit the right buttons on the boy, but before that Gaius decided to end this before Ricken was really hurt.

"Hey leave him alone. He's plenty tall. At least he's not caged up like a dog, which I would recommend at least for your safety. He's certainly no pushover in a scrap." Gaius added in to stop C. Falcon's harassment to the other boys.

"...whats with all the candy. No don't tell me, I have an idea. Judging on your looks." This caught Gaius' curiosity. "You must be some charmer with the ladies, or should I say girlies. I'm sure I don't have to elaborate too much for your understanding." That was the last straw. Gaius broke the candy he had in his mouth over the ridiculous accusation from the prisoner. All three of his captors had grown frustrated with their loud-mouthed prisoner, but were indeed ordered to watch over him and nothing else. They weren't like the men they fought against who would not shy away from torture. But it was real tempting to teach this philistine a thing or two. "Hmph. Touch me and you lose an arm."

"What is big deal?" The Star Wars battle going between C. Falcon and his wardens stares ceased when Gregor carried a basket of produce accompanied by Cordelia and Nowi. "Is little captive giving boys bad time?"

"Well it's about time a sensible adult showed up." Falcon received venomous glares from his watchers once more. He caught a glance at the beautiful red haired soldier nearby. "Hey toots, ever thought of riding shotgun in my ride, with a real man?" Cordelia wasn't sure if that was an act of flirtation towards her but the vibe the foreign prisoner said it in gave off just that. The slightest tint of redness wasn't crafty enough to sneek past wise ol' Gregor from seeing this action.

"Sorry sir, but tis wise to not speak to my wife like that." The threat was all too real when uttered by Gregor instilling a respected warning from those who his skill, like those present, but what really caught Falcon's curiosity was the relationship between the young woman and the older man.

"... whoa, hold the phone! That's your wife!" The racer gave off a chuckle at the circumstance. "And here I thought she was your daughter." He slapped his knee and broke down at the hilarious picture before him. The surrounding warriors were in bewilderment seeing the odd man laughing his ass off in a cage meant to hold a lion. If his situation wasn't laugh worthy, then they have no idea what is shameful. "Heheh. Oh! Okay." He calmed himself down. "So how much does this guy have?" Now this, as subtle as it may sound, was something Cordelia certainly understood.

"EXCUSE ME! Their is no ulterior motive to my husband. Surely you must have no concept on love."

"So that's what you're calling it? Sure, sure. Say how 'bout you good folks go ahead and let me out of here and I'll be on my way with my bounty."

"No can do mister." Nowi exclaimed through the cage. "Especially if you're still going to kidnap Chrom for some dumb bounty."

"Little girl, please. It's how I live, besides F-Zero races, it's a living. Don't like it, boohoo."

"I am not a little girl! I'm a thousand years old at least! So that just makes you a little boy compared to me."

C. Falcon didn't usually travel to the Fire Emblem World often, so the customs here are commonly ignored by him, such as the greatly criticized loli characters. "Yeah sure. And I'm Earthworm Jim."

"Do you think we jest." Gerome spoke up against him.

"Sure I do. I would be in a better mood right now, but being locked up and imprisoned like this is grinding my gears. So if any of you chumps is willing to open this box to have it out, then be my guest. Go ahead and rough me up a bit. It won't change what will happen next." During his captivity, Captain Falcon was treated like any other prisoner of war. He was hit and harassed by his captors for some time, even being beaten when he wouldn't speak. Of course he's been through worse situations in his career always pulling through and collecting his bounty. It certainly was tempting to let him out and comply to his challenge if it wasn't for a certain Shepherd showing up to douse the flames.

"Do not let him sway you." Lucina told her comrades. "He wants to be let out, so as to escape." It seemed obvious to see through Falcon's bluff, making the racer smirk.

"My, don't we have a smart girl. Lucina right?" The future princess of Ylisse gave Falcon a cold look from him mentioning her name. "Nothing personal, but ya gotta understand that i'm only doing my job. Nothing more, nothing less. So will YOU let me outta here so I can be on my merry way? I'm getting a little pissed, and I got places to be."

Lucina was not okay with this familiar way the assassin was speaking to her. He was trying to collect her beloved father as bounty, and he has the nerve to speak to her so casually. "I've encountered my fair share in scum like you. You have a job to do, sure I understand. But it was a job you will not fullfill. Besides, you chose to take my father as your job. It was your choice was it not? I suggest you get comfortable in that cage, where dogs like you deserve to be. Cause you'll be staying there until we get better answers from you." Falcon smirked again after listening to her response.

"Oh I can tell we're going to be great friends, you and I. Hope you can pay for my extravagant tastes."

"Oh I'm sure we will. And I do hope you enjoy the downgraded quality of food we've prepared for you." Lucina walked away knowing sure that the others can take care of this now that she's made his little ploy known. She looked back halfway showing off a smug look to the prisoner. "I think you've earned it."

"Hoho! I like her. She's fun!" Falcon said to his captors. Many of them gave him a disgusted look, whereas Gregor didn't turn from Lucina.

"Trust me my friend, she's outta your league." Gregor said.

"Yeah, of course. Too young. And too flat. Personality-wise." Ricken gave his attention to the prisoner, hoping he wasn't interested in his role model's daughter, so he can change the subject.

"Supposing your back story is true, Mr. Falcon. Do you happen to live in the future too?" Ricken asked, giving Captain Falcon the benefit of the doubt. Lucina and her other future children friends came from a doomed future, could their otherworldly prisoner could be a time traveller sent by Naga to help them in their present situation.

"Hm? Well, I've been told by some that I do live in a futuristic world. But I can assure you gents, that to be real, I live in a totally different world than you. Unless I haven't made myself clear before."

"Is that so." Asked Gaius, hinting some playful scepticism. What if what he says is true. I mean, he certainly doesn't dress like he's been through a horrible future with Grima. That and he doesn't look related to anyone from future or present.

"Yes. Their are other worlds besides this one. Their are mine, a world similar to yours, a world teeming with pipes, and even lands beyond the stars."

"Quick question." Nowi raised her hand like she was wanting the attention of the teacher in middle of class until her paid her attention. "Does your world require you to keep a mask over your face?"

"No, it does not. It's more of my motif and my main thing. But personally, I've always wanted to be a super hero when I was a kid." Falcon admitted to his past.

"Can you take it off and show us your face?" Asked Cordelia.

"Later kids. All in due time, since I'm going to be here for a while."

Gregor shook his head. "Aye, I guess funny dressed man will at least show us his identity. Not so sure of dark knight over there. Why hide face from everybody?"

"Why does everyone have to question the mask!" Gerome's whiny outburst had his friends laugh along with Falcon who caught on. On the sidelines, both the tacticians were watching the cage and the others while Walhart and Gangrel sat casually at a table sipping savory tea. It's safe to assume that Lucina came to the prisoner after the planning was done, as did the Robi/yns.

"Other worlds my arse." Grumbled Robin. At first he agreed on Lucina's content on keeping this strange man prisoner, but now he's feeling rather suspicous toward the individual, feeling like he gave in too easily. "I don't like it Robyn. It feels like he's leading us on." Robyn sat on a crate with her arms crossed, whereas her brother crept behind a tent's pole.

"You were the one who agreed to let him live as prisoner was it not?" She huffed. "I told you that Lucina's decision was undoubtedly wavering."

"Yet you didn't have any objections when it was presented."

"Yes, well..." It was evident that Robyn felt the duty to protect her twin brother. No one really knows who is older, and neither do they. But past the point, some time in their association to the Shepherds, Robin has unknowingly caught the eyes of admirers (the Fire Emblem is based in a medieval like time, but do not act completely like feudal times. We all know how.). The courters wished to meet the young tactician, but they had one immovable obstacle, Robyn. It's true Robyn was also courted by men around her, but she paid no mind to them. As long as she wasn't dating, then Robin wouldn't date either. Thanks to their profession, neither of them seemed to notice much of that goo-goo stuff much, except for Tharja, who has a long-standing rivalry with Robyn (at least in the tactician's side), who has worked her finger to the bone to wall this creepy Dark mage off her brother. Thus, is the simplified explanation to Robyn's vigilance toward any female she sees getting too close to her brother. Robin would admit that he would feel uncomfortable to see a man flirting with his sister, but his attitude toward that is far more toned down than Robyn's. Like when Inigo decided to try his luck on her, he did slip up though and nearly threatened to make sure he never wakes up if he hurt her in any way. "That may be. He certainly is a queer fellow. And I highly doubt Grima would allow humanity to survive that far into a future. More info should be probed on this 'alternate world' theory."

"He really is a mangy tramp is he. Just look at the way he looks at the women. Has he no respect for a lady and her dignity!" Robin bit into the tent's linen in anger.

"Cool it hot shot. Your chivalry is cute, but keep it together." Robin relaxed at his sisters entreaty. "Okay, I'm alright sorry." Said Robin.

"Feeling that heat are you boy?" The tacticians' turned to see that Gangrel and Walhart have started a conversation with them. "You aren't getting any younger. Might as well find yerself a woman before they run out of stock." Finished Gangrel, splitting a mangy grin cross his face, looking all demented as usual.

"That's none of your concern Mad King." Retorted Robin to the former tyrant. "I'll deal with that when ready."

"Ahh, but what if it becomes too late for you whelp? Tis better to search now and build a relationship for you're future." Added Walhart a matter of factly.

"Since when did you louses care for my brother's life?" Robyn snarled at the two despots. "His personal life is what he makes of it. Besides, it's not like you low lives have a partner to share your time with."

"You dare to insult the renowned conqueror, WALHART!" Said the past emperor, slamming his hands on the small table.

"Which reminds me, that offer to be my personal tactician is still open, Robyn." Robyn cringed upon thinking of the two of them, Gangrel that is, teamed up to do nefarious deeds across the continent. "Think about it, with my leadership and your master strategies, we'll be the most unstoppable force in the world! So whattaya say my sweet? Join me?"

"Why not ask me to join your ranks? (Not like I'll ever join)" Asked Robin feeling left out.

"Chrom can keep you, ya pansy. Your sister however..."

"With the likes of you," Walhart interrupted heartily. "Bah! Join me Robyn and together we can build an even greater empire than before! Join me and we can rule together as father and son!" That last offer didn't make much sense for everyone around, even for Walhart, but he felt in the zone at the moment. "...hmm?" The two scoundrels would have to try better to woo the pants off the Shepherds female tactician. She's far too devoted to her brother and Chrom and all the others, so the offers are less promising to her.

"As flattering as it sounds, I'll have to take a rain check on it."

"Aww, it's not fair." Complained Gangrel, pouting like a spoiled child. "Chrom gets all the good things."

"Fuh, next time you'll come around to my offer Robyn." Warned Walhart. "But rest assured, that no woman can resist the charm of the conqueror. The mere sight of me has them cower before my..."

"Elbows off the table! You uncivilized brutes!" The roaring threat came from the Shepherd's most classy woman amongst them, Maribelle, coming back on showing these two rabble rousers a thing or two about manners and high class posture and breathing. "How many times must I warn you about these bestial ways!"

"Yes Ma'am!" Walhart and Gangrel were whipped into posture upon the noblewoman's return to her all-too familiar tea table.

"(So much for your machismo their pal.)" The tacticians conveniently thought on the matter of the former antagonists state of being in the fair lady's subjection. [End BGM]

Over a secluded island in a vast sea, the capital of the Nintendo worlds housed a environment for the top officials for extended stays. Noticed as a paradisal location, the Capital Island features a traditional Japanese-esque village named the Mongdu, neighboring it's equally luxurious Mongdu Springs for the villagers and the politicians to relax their stressed souls. The Amethyst peaks are a forbidding sight, but it's a frequently explored cavern, that's still has areas still unexplored. It's best known for it's bountiful quarry of amethyst crystals/stones that are recommended to not be taken in excess. To the far North, lie the Regal Estates, home to the current head of state, Princess Shokora. It's a lovely castle built for a monarch and absolutely roomy. Below stood the Chamber of Select. This huge meeting dome is constructed to host the politics between the various worlds and judged by the Chancellor. The Chancellor is personally chosen by the being of creation in Amiibo, Master hand, so it only seems fair that that minister is to look into all matters that are brought up if conflict is presented from the council members. Another landmark of this beautiful island is the Rainbloom Falls, a majestic waterfall that's said to have an infinite rainbow cycle around it's waters. The only way to enter this wonderful place is to officially sail to the Endon Harbor to the South-East of the Chamber of Select. The Harbor complex is interconnected to the Chamber and a mysterious flower-like structure which is dubbed the Great Rainbloom. It's sort of a gigantic bouncy funland when entered, so some have said. Only high officials (and maybe some celestials) can enter this grand realm with appointments taking years or more to even be allowed to even make an appointment with the council, and so on. That's just how important this place is. It gets as complicated as real life.

Now Princess Shokora (or Chancellor officially, take your pick) was busy getting herself ready to finish political nonsense and all the other things heads of states do important. She never believed that her job as the prime minister to the world(s) would be such boring work. Stacks after stacks of papers and laws and boring politics. Of course she didn't do this for the power or recognition. She took the position for the sake of the people. She didn't favor her homeworld of The World of Pipes, rather she gave equal recognition to all the worlds and the ones representing them. Of course as much as the representatives care for their home, they seem to lack the basic empathy to the other worlds that would spread conflict throughout the hall. So with her power she strives to maintain peace throughout their lands to prevent what could've happened before she accepted office. The girl decided to choose her classic pink gown to attend to her duties, aided by her mixture of servants, including Toads and Waddle Dees. When they left, she would brush her hair by herself at her vanity, which she personally preferred to do, when mid stroke, her doors were opened (revealed by the reflection on the mirror). The young princess saw a beautiful goddess of a woman leading a crew of peasantry, including a young boy still with his yellow backpack and childish red cap; a gruff looking young boxer; an enigmatic cosmic princess; a big robot, and a small gentlemanly person.

"Oh!" She looked back from the mirror. "What are you doing in my chamber?"

"Pardon us, Chancellor Shokora. It's me, Palutena. Of Skyworld." Palutena said to the official, making Shokora's eyes widen.

"Ah! Lady Palutena!" Shokora beamed a bright smile to the heroes. "I did not recognize you with this group. I'm sorry, but I've got a lot on my plate lately." Charles saw this young girl, and realized that this is the ruler of their world! A young princess! In control of multiple worlds! He was honestly expecting an older, wiser, elder figure to be running this bitch, but to see this youthful girl doesn't even fit the part. Perhaps her mother, or father is around, meaning that they are merely encountering the daughter conveniently named Shokora. Maybe. "May I be introduced to your party?"

"Why yes. This is my task force, at least part of it." She motioned to members accompanying her. "This is Ness, esteemed hero from Earthbound who stopped the vile Giygas from destroying our very fabric of existance." Ness blushed a bit at his introduction while also rubbing the back of his head embarrassed.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Ness. Of the Super Smash Bros." Shokora lighted bowed courteously.

"The pleasures all mine." The polite boy bowed back respectively to the chancellor, making her giggle a bit. Lady Palutena continued to the next warrior.

"And here is Rosalina and her Luma, guardian of the cosmos."

"Charmed." Rosalina bowed her head to the ruler of their worlds. Her Luma happily squeaked, knowing that it's mother is in good terms with the other princess.

"I'm pleased to meet you too, Ms. Rosalina. Your role in the galaxy is very much appreciated. And you too little guy! Who's a good baby! You are! You Are!" Shokora cooed to the Luma, making it very happy to be smothered with attention. Moving on.

"Now this guy right here. He's in no need for introductions. Introducing the champion of the WVBA circuits, the man who stood toe-to-toe against Iron Mike Tyson himself, the Bruiser from the Bronx, Littlllllllllllleeeeeeeee Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaac!" The Goddess of Light donned on some black shades, holding a microphone to introduce the boxer champion in the most traditional way where he came from behind a unveiling curtain on an extravagant stage that appeared out of nowhere. [play the chorus to "Where da hood at?"]. He strutted down the stage in style as lights and other sparking effects exploded from the stage wearing bling and other accesories highlighting his fame. The other members served as the crowds around cheering him on, encouraging Little Mac's ego. Shokora giggled at Little Mac's flamboyant display, striking poses calling out to the crowd for more praise. She was beginning to warm up to these people.

[end BGM] After all of the stage disappeared, Shokora nodded her head to Mac. "It's truly an honor to meet the champion of the WVBA circuit. I've secretly had to watch a couple of your matches to myself. Because most of my aides say it's far too rowdy for me to associate with."

"Heheh. It's alright. At least I know the Princess is a closet fan of mine." Little Mac spoke toward Shokora. Even if her duties get in her way for more fun, she sort of admitted to her interest in boxing. To be honest, Shokora really has improved on her manners since her rulership. She was once described as being a wayward princess, full of fun and lacking in nobility.

"Indeed."

"Now this here is R.O.B., acronym explanation not necessary. Former ruler of our system, as the alias the Ancient Minister." Palutena introduced R.O.B. to Shokora.

"Ms. Shokora. I am dazzled by your presence." The robotic operating buddy sure was gracious for an a.i.. He also held her hand all gentleman like. Who programmed all this in R.O.B. anyway?

"It's great to see you again R.O.B.." R.O.B. was there at her coronation. Despite unwittingly causing a near apocalyptic war, she became friends with the last R.O.B model around, taking mentorship from him for ruling a multi-world order. It's thanks to him that Shokora has become quite successful without upsetting the council she ministers to.

After Shokora had met with the others of Palutenas group, it was the small, cartoonish looking man wearing a dark grey fedora, vest and slacks along with a blue shirt. He stood around Ness' height. The Chancellor recognized where this man came from. The cuddly country of the Animal Crossing. It's a wonderfully colorful world filled with more anthropomorphic animals than their are humans that live as equals (except with most fish and insects) particularly far more innocent than the other worlds. When she visited a town, it was very lively and full of fun and color. Every corner beaming with sunshine and merriment with no signs of negativity. The only things that could bring these folks down is when a dear friends moves away (which they can come to visit anytime, no need to cry over spilt milk) or if a misunderstanding is presented (which can be resolved fast between the individuals). Basically a happy-go-lucky world of play and friends as far as the eye can see. Death is unknown is these parts.

However, when Shokora looks at this young man, he looks rather sullen compared to the friendly villagers she's seen. He's far too sad for his own good, like he's lost a beloved pet or close relative to an unfortunate event. Where his smile should be lighting up a room is replaced by gloomy frown, serious about something on his mind. It felt unnatural for Shokora to see a villager from there to be so depressed unless their is an abnormal threat. "Hello, what may your name be?" Charles broke away from his sulking and gave the princess one of his best smiles to introduce himself.

"Oh! Forgive me. I'm Charles, your majesty. Mayor of ..." Charles froze mid sentence, remembering what happened to his village, and his friends.

"Uuhh? Excuse me?" Palutena stepped in on the falling conversation.

"Eheheheh. He's not usually like this." Palutena futilely attempted to rationalize Charles' behavior. "He's a sweet young man, as far as were concerned..."

Shokora held her hand up slightly to have Palutena, the esteemed Goddess of Light, silence. "Forgive me, your highness." Even Palutena humbles herself to Shokora's rule. The young princess turned to Charles again, almost eye-to-eye (him being 2 centimeters shorter). "Is there something troubling you? Whatever it is, I am here to listen. That is my duty by the way."

"...If it means that much to you. I used to be the mayor of town, called Smashville, until..." Shokora leaned a bit more to focus on what he had to say.

"Until?"

"Until it was burned to the ground." Shokora was stunned on what troubled Charles. It certainly was hard to believe that a carefree establishment in the Animal Crossing could even be demolished by such a tragedy. She, based on lack of details, assumed that it was burnt down by accident nevertheless still showing the respect of his former home, if it wasn't for his next statement. "It was no accident. I assure you. It was destroyed." Charles gave a death glare toward the princess, not intentionally toward her, but what could be assumed to be the aspect on who did it.

"And that is why we are here." Said Palutena afterwards. "My task force and I have come to inform you of a greater threat than anything before has befallen on our world."

"It is a savage force of outworldly giants referred to as the Dusk Templar." Rosalina explained. Her Luma cowered at the mere mention of the dangerous foe, possibly being a witness to their savagery. "They have been laying waste to numerous lands, rarely leaving survivors. And now we have learned that their leader, Knightscourge, is capturing important heroes for nefarious reasons."

"Is that so?" Shokora asked rather doubtful. "Then how was I not informed of this?"

"It's hard to imagine why or how you weren't. But Knightscourge has been raiding our worlds for some time, possibly researching on some of our most formidable defenders. Rosalina can elaborate more on the threat." Palutena relinquished the attention to the cosmic princess.

Rosalina told Shokora on the war waged between the Lylat System and The Galactic Federation, and a fleet of Dusk Templar invaders, telling of their vicious razing of Lylat planets and their horrendous battles across the galaxy. Many other parties joined in on the defence, but the victory was very costly. "As a result, the outer defenders of the armies were crippled by the Dusk Templar, making them too damaged to watch the borders of the galaxy. I was told by the federation to keep quiet about this incident so as to not alarm anyone of their weakened states. They certainly didn't want to trouble you on the issue, especially in your early reign."

"It's troubling me now Rosalina!" Shokora let out a small outburst. "I'm sorry. But if I were appropriately informed of this situation, I would've taken measures to enforce extra protection of the peoples, if these invaders were to return past the space defences." It was a stressful time indeed. "You should've told me. Anyone involved should've told me! I would have taken care of such a matter, but noooo! First the riots, now this." Shokora held her index middle fingers to her temples, signifying her stress on the two troubling fronts she has to deal with.

"I'm deeply sorry your highness. You are right.I should have warned you of this before." Rosalina sulked on her past transgression.

"It's alright. I'm sorry for raising my voice at you. It's just so much..."

"These riots." R.O.B. spoke to Shokora. "They wouldn't happen to involve a band of rebels calling themselves the Separatists, would they?" The stressed out teen looked to the robot in relief."You know of the band of insurgents?!"

"Yes. They've been attacking many places across the worlds, including my own, in violent force." Ness spoke up. "It's not just in Earthbound, where it's weak enough to influence."

"Yes. I've heard their starting a revolution across the realms. Stating a motto that they will not be forgotten." Said Shokora.

"We've faced them in the World of Pipes as well." Interjected Charles. "They seem to be comprised of minions of various worlds, banded together under a single banner."

"As dangerous as they are, our main focus is on Knightscourge and the Dusk Templar he commands." Palutena said as well to Shokora. "If we don't deal with this issue soon, our whole society won't be overthrown as in the Separatists point. But global annihilation will ensure by the claws of the Dusk Templar."

"And what do you require from me?" Asked the hard pressed chancellor. "Which reminds me? Why do you need a task force Palutena?"

"We only came to ask of your support on our plan." Little Mac pleaded humbly to Shokora. "We only asked for some aid in our search."

"Y'see. We've plotted to assemble the Super Smash Bros. again. The only ensemble of heroes and villains in our wake who can band together and stop any force." Palutena revealed their plan in great optimism that it will succeed. However, it seemed too simple for Shokora's interest.

"Is that all? I'm sorry Lady Palutena, I think your wasting your time. Master Hand hasn't put up a new tournament in yet, so how can you possibly hope to assemble all of that team of yours? I mean, will they cooperate as well as they did before?" Shokoras cynicism put down the only logical plan the others had thought of. Perhaps it was a lost cause to find all the legendary members of an all-star force that can settle the matter between freedom and destruction, who can be as dysfunctional as a mercenary group. They don't usually enact alliances except during the times of the Smash Bros. Tournaments, hosted by the entity of creation in Amiibo himself as a regulator. It was the only hail mary pass that was suggested, what with actually opposing Knightscourge and his towering forces head-on being suicide. The team wasn't just going to single-handedly stop this massive invasion and quell an uprising in it's spare time, it also stood as a last line of hope. As corny as that may be, Palutena is in a hard place, and so are the rest of the company eager to bring this dream team back together. Ever since it's debut, when they were not clobbering each other in a tournament and/or regular brawls, they have stood against impossible odds, serving as the Avengers of Amiibo (if one doesn't count those other cross-over teams like PS All Star Force, DreamMixTV World Fighters, or Jump Ultimate Stars to name a few). If only Shokora could see how important this roster is to their survival. She's never seen them in action before, considering her time leading up to being crowned had nothing to do with them.

"Chancellor. If you please." Charles said in his most sincerity to the girl. "I understand your skepticism, but if you can just see what Knightscourge has done in his time here, then you can see how crucial this journey is." The villager reached out to grab her arm, quickly grabbing her attention to his reach.

"Hey! How dare you?!" Caught off guard, she was too late to avoid his hand. Before she could struggle away from his grip, the images he shared with Mrs. Wii Fit from his first contact ran through her mind, exploring the carnage the Dusk Templar dealt on the inhabitants of her dominion. After seeing the disturbing images, Charles let go of her arm so that she could turn away from the others and hold her hands over her mouth. Petrified by the destruction caused on the people she swore to protect and lead, she was at the verge of tears upon feeling the empathy of her suffering people, losing homes, lives and forever being scarred by the otherworldly fiends that dare enact such brutality. "Why?" She cried, keeping her tears from falling from her eyes. "Why would you show me such vile things?"

"Because as far as we're concerned, the Super Smash Brothers are the only hope we have in stopping this from escalating to total extinction. I didn't believe it myself, but back at my home, before Knightscourge, I read a story on a alliance of distant heroes battling the ruler of their world and their sworn enemies allied with said ruler from exiling parts of the world into another dimension. In time, the true mastermind behind it all forced the heroes and villains to join forces and save their world together. At first I believed it to be just a tale, but now with my association outside my village, I truly believe that story to be based on the one of the Smash Bros. many adventures. Besides your highness, my friends are trapped in Knightscourge's ship somewhere and I plan on getting them back. If that means bringing these heroes back together, then that's what I'm going to do, with all the help I get." Shokora was amazed on this villager's optimism toward this group. They are just a show of which candidate is the most skilled in their time, but to put much faith in this force that they will save everyone is beyond the thinking of a villager of the Animal Crossing world. She couldn't help but admire his resolve despite just being an ordinary mayor of a small town, now feeling as determined as one of the famed Super Smash Bros.. He certainly was different than any villager she's met before.

"A-right! That's the ticket! No lying on their back's when the going gets tough! Think like a winner and we're sure to win!"

"WAH! Who's this!?" Shokora was not expecting another guest to arrive, especially a portly, dark-skinned man in a red sweater and blue pants.

"This is my coach, Doc Louis." Said Little Mac, not at all taken back at the sudden appearance of his coach.

"Hold on?" Asked Rosalina, who was actually curious on the last unspoken statement. "How did you manage to teleport with us here, mr. Louis?"

"Wherever Mac goes, I go. Not all the time, but for when it counts." "Yeah!" Little Mac and his coach proceeded to pose in coach and trainee positions, being thoroughly ignored by the others at their business.

"So are you going to help us on our plan?" Ness asked the princess. As much as she wanted to say yes, she also didn't want to hurt anyone's expectations after everything they've been through (Charles, Rosalina, R.O.B. and the rest of them).

"Well... I'll see what I can do for the time being. I want to say I'm fully supportive of this Lady Palutena. But their are other urgent matters i have to attend to as well." Shokora tried to rationalize her situation to the goddess. "I'll be sure to let you know what I plan to do when I'm done. Of course telling the council of this will be time consuming. I only ask of you to have patience, all of you please. I want to help, I truly do." Palutena and her task force/present Smashers agreed on Shokora's compromise. Palutena guided her band to leave the chancellors quarters, but not before Shokora could grab Charles attention for some departing words. "I really am sorry for what you've lost. I really am. I wish I could do more, but this is the first time I'm hearing of this."

"It's alright. Their are others suffering the same fate as me. But I promise you, the Super Smash Bros. will make a difference. I know they will." Shokora gave Charles a smile, really warming up to his hope that things will get better.

"Well if you need anything at all, feel free to ask."

[play "Destiny" FE:A] Now a grand battle around the Plegian Dragons table ensued between the voracious army of Risen and Grimleal, and the Shepherds as our heroes pushed through to stop Grima's resurrection. Cherche lead the Pegasus Knights, along with Sumia, Cordelia, and Cynthia on their pegasi to distract the enemy from the main attack force. Once the bulk of the Fell forces came into formation, the Shepherds drove in for the kill not actually believing the enemy was dumb enough to fall for the ploy. Under the rallying cry of Chrom, the Ylissean army took the upper hand in the march to the final showdown. "Chrom at the rate we're at, we'll reach the Dragon's Table in less than 4 hours." Yelled Robyn as she aided Nah's ferocious dragon form in saving Brady from impalement.

"Of course with the amount of Risen reinforcements..." Robin interjected, slashing a Risen thief attacking him. "...I'm not sure the whole army will accompany us in the Dragons table. They could be left to deal with the garrison."

"No matter." Chrom held back axe and sword from Risen, overpowering them with sheer epicness as he simultaneously conversed with his tacticians over the change in plans. They hadn't realized that the enemy would be prepared with extra reserves. "We'll make it to Validar one way or another. I'd worry more on your '7' friend." Robin hadn't seen a Risen sniper aiming it's bow to at the man in order to slay one it's adversaries commanders. Fortunately itself was killed by lucky shot through it's eye before it could do any damage. Robin looked back to see Virion gesture a 'your welcome' from a distance to him, moving on to assist in the battle.

"That really was a close shave for you." Sully dashed by, lopping off a beserker's head before it struck.

"Yes, I'll be sure to thank him later." Robin conjured out an lightning bolt out to a line of enemy soldiers, effectively taking out Owain and Libra's targets.

"Oi, theirs enough for everyone, Robin! Don't starve my sword hand of it's time!" Robin smirked at Owain's complaint. He liked how out their Owain was, shouting out praises of his heroics. He would definitely take a fancy to a job in sentai, with his flamboyancy and all. The male tactician looked around at his friends putting up a rowdy battle against the demonic spawn and manic cultists. He saw how intent Lon'qu fought alongside Say'ri and Gregor, seemingly fighting as close as long attached partners would have been. Gaius snuck by unseen delivering crippling strikes so that archers like Noire can take a better strike upon their targets. Meanwhile Lucina fought with as much intensity as Chrom would, mirroring her father almost perfectly. However she fought with more grace and agility, making her almost enchanting to look at in combat. Elsewhere, Ricken and the other spellcasters formed a circle and rained down hell with their magic onto any foes foolish to maneuver around the tanking units. Robyn noticed that their was a slight hole in their ranks leaving an opening to Olivia and Lissa.

"Gerome!" She called out to the Wyvern rider who happened to glide just close enough to hear her. "Cover that flank before they realize it!"

"Consider it done! Cause I'm GEROME!" He bellowed in his deep voice, which could be easily mistaken as the impersonation of HISHE's Batman (and no, that joke has not run it's course yet). With the help of Minerva, Gerome and Flavia successfully covered the hole from being breached. How unfortunate for the Fell forces.

Lucina fought her way to Chrom and the tactician's position hoping to fight alongside her father once more. She came just in time as Chrom was too busy battling off some swordmaster Risen to see a hulking one come forward to finish him off. "Father! Hold on!" She rushed as fast as she can, pushing through enemies in order to reach her father. Right before the Risen could bring his blade down on the Exalt, Lucina leaped onto the monster two times bigger than her, stabbing into it multiple times. It tried to smack her off it, but not before Lucina could finish it off by slitting it's throat making it topple over on a Risen archer wanting to take an opportune shot. After Chrom dealt with his enemies, he looked to see that his daughter had rescued him from being overwhelmed.

"Father, must you grab too much attention for yourself. Please be more careful." She said to him out of concern.

"Don't worry about me honey. With friends like mine, I'm never in a pickle." Chrom smiled to his future daughter's worry. It pleases a man to see his little girl worry about him so much, even in this case being his daughter from a whole other timeline grown up. Chrom saw a Risen on horseback ride over in a collision course with Lucina. It would've ended up really bad if that Risen had taken a swipe at the princess, but a certain elwind spell came just in the niche of time to destroy the Risen, catching both the Exalts attention. They looked over to where the blast came from, originating from a white-haired tactician, aiding Kellam in his duel against a trickster. They assumed Robin was Lucina's savior.

"Thank you Robin, for protecting my girl!" Robin turned to them, with surprise written on his face.

"You have my gratitude." Lucina smiled to the man helping out the Shepherds. "Robin. Thank you for your aid." Robin looked around before realizing what's going on.

"Hm? Sorry, I was busy holding out here! I didn't use an Elwind over there!" A tint of pink got on his cheeks as both his best friend and his daughter looked to him with gracious attention.

"Ahem!" The exalts glanced to where the clearing throat resonated. Robin's twin sister held a green tome staring daggers toward Chrom and Lucina, heavily unamused. It hit them hard as they realized Robyn had actually saved Lucina instead of the easy assumption a man had saved a maiden. They flushed as they learned their mistake.

"I'm truly sorry Robyn! Really I am!" Chrom attempted to apologize.

"Me as well Robyn! Um, sorry," Lucina blushed, believing that Robin had been the one to take the time to save her. As sweet as that sounds, she hated that she didn't account anyone else, let alone Robyn, to have done this. Robyn looked away from them, huffing out her frustration to focus on the enemies. Avoiding that awkward moment, Gangrel appeared nearby excited on the bloodbath these infidels posed to his attacking force.

"Oh what a day!" He took the time to evade a sword swipe just to mercilessly stab into his assailant and move on to another. "What a lovely day!"[end BGM]

Sorry for the wait y'all. Had to cut this chapter in half so as to not make it too lengthy. I will fulfil my promise on making trophy description, but you'll have to wait for next chapter. Their will be new characters helping out in Ylisse. I'll see you all for the next chapter Stay thirsty my friends. (slogan doesn't belong to me)