A Smashing Death

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The battle between Solan, Lunelle, and the Ice Climbers raged on. Both sides were desperate to get the Smash ball to end the battle, but each time the precious sphere of power was in sight, the opposing duo interefered.

Nana and Popo were close to the orb, standing on the topmost of the three platforms in Whispy Woods, but Solan did hs bet to bat them away with his spear. When he approached the ball of energy though, he was knocked away by a double Blizzard onslaught. This went on for quite some time, neither pair of siblings was getting anywhere, and the Smash ball might fly off if it was left untouched.

While on the leftmost board of wood, the blue and pink clad twins looked to one another. "Ready Popo?" Nana asked, breathing a little heavily, her grip on her wooden mallet loosening.

"I always am Nana!" The child in blue laughed," I just hope Solan's ready to lose!"

Within moments the two of them initiated their move Belay, jumping up with one another to reach the top of the battlefield. Once more, their sunny enemy came to try and impede them, but instead he was walloped over the head with a Mallet.

"Nice one sis!" Popo said before he finally broke the multicolored power sphere. He and Nana were enveloped in a fiery, super powerful aura as they initiated their final smash.

"ICEBERG!" They belowed at once, before a giant block of ice rose up, freezing Solan and his weaponized sister.

Even encased in ice, the Spirit Weapon pair were obviously in pain (well, Solan was, spears don't have faces now do they?), while Nana and Popo were safe and sound.

The super move lasted for a minute before Solan was ousted from the stage, Lunelle still in hand.

GAME!

A voice called out as the frosty pair returned to the stadium, the big screen showing their victory once more. Opposite of them was their defeated opponents, Solan looked bummed while Lunelle was impassive. Even so, the Spirit Weapons collected themselves and strode towards the victors.

"Nice job out there you two, it was an awesome match!" Solan said, shaking Popo's hand, and then Nana's. His sister merely bowed gracefully before replying as well.

"Thank you for the sparring session. I enjoyed it very much."

"Same to you guys," the male Ice climber said. "It was cool to fight another two man group, so to speak."

"I hope we can do it again sometime." the girl in the rose colored parka added.

As they finished speaking, Silvie's voice was broadcasted from all the nearby speakers. "Aww how nice! It looks like this match has ended in friendship. Now if you four would be kind enough to leave the stage, we can begin the next battle."

Shortly both of the duos left the field, when Silvie got some surprising news. "Hm? It seems that Dr. Isaac will not be able to participate in the next battle due to an unforseen situation, so the other Silvie will be taking his place." The young man announced, "Alright! Now will Captain Falcon and Silvie II come onstage so we can continue?"

Both warriors arrived on stage shortly, the Captain stood confident and ready for battle, while his foe merely looked at the arcane necklace that adorned his neck, glowing malevolently...

"I shouldn't be fighting..." Silvie II muttered to himself forebodingly, "The demon always acts up when I do..."

The young fighter's words didn't go unnoticed by the famous F-Zero racer, who raised an eyebrow in wonder. "Hm? were you saying something?

"...No, nevermind..." Silvie the warrior said, before the other Silvie said:

"Let's begin the match!"

Meanwhile, Guy ducked out of the way of the furious attack.

Soul being unrelenting sent out another blast of the demonic energy.

She paused for a moment, facing her lover with a grin after he dodged. "I never was able to hit you...you were just too fast."

"Because you never really tried, but why do I have to fight you now?" Guy asked, trying to figure out what was going on.

Soul looked menacing in her malevolent form, but for a scant few moments her expression softened to one of suffering. "I..I can't explain, I just need to kill you is all..."

"Your not making any sense! Why do I need to die, and why is Elagon back?" Guy questioned. His brother merely laughed.

"Isn't it obvious?" He inquired as he flew towards Soul, he then placed his arms around her. "She and I found each other, long before you two began your "relationship" and we fell in love. Up 'til now, she's pretended to love you, and helped you orchastrate this innane tournament of yours so we could finish you. To avenge my suffering!"

Guy stood still, shocked but unconvinced. "I don't believe you brother, you may be clever and a liar, but I know Soul better than that. She'd never lie to me."

Soul's face then contorted into a foul, hate laden sneer. "Really Guy? Well would you like some proof?"

She then drew close to Angel 0, before the two began kissing. It was a long, loving kiss, with very enjoyable lip work. The sight of it made Guy fall to his knees, in disbelief and despair.

"No...I-it can't be true..." He stuttered as several tears fell upon his cheeks, anger was present in his voice, but not so much as sadness or heartbreak. "I can't believe it! I know it's not true!"

"It is true, you fool." Soul replied before breaking away from the winged young man and approaching Guy. "Now would you mind holding still? It'll be easier for me to end your pain if you do."

Somehow, Guy found the strength to look the darkened Soul in the eye. "No...I can feel that something is wrong, and I'll keep fighting until I find out what it is!" He then put his sword forward, engulfed in a fighting spirit, "Get ready Soul, it's time for me to fight back!"

Surrounded by his traditional energies of aurora and miasma, Guy went forward to strike his closest friend, as she did the same with her newly gained Darkrai powers.

First Soul started with trying to pull Guy into a Dark Void, of couse Guy dodged it. He knew that if he fell asleep it would be all over for him.

He then retaliated with a Aurora blast, it wasn't much, but it'd do enough damage to distract her at least.

She moved with the speed of the wind. With this speed she slamed him with her bare elbow, attacking and dodging his last assault in one fell swoop.

The pain was enough to make the young man drop his sword, gasping for breath, but he summoned the energy to use his more noble element, Aurora, to force her back with a barrier of sorts.

This only managed to make Soul lose her balance, leaving a chance for a counterstrike. Hanging on to that little hope, Guy got enough courage to slam Soul in the gut, causing her to cry out in pain.

She fell vto her knees and let an intimidating roar escape her maw.

Still focused on combat despite her suffering, Soul rose to her feet, eager to end things. Calling forth one of her blades, Soul approached her enemy, the Hell Razor appearing in her hand.

Luckily the Golden Night was in reach, it's gilded edges brimming with energy. Guy was able to pick up his sword and defend as she struck, barely saving his own life.

Soul cackled evilly, but Guy could somehow tell it was halfhearted, as if she didn't want to do this evil deed. They then engaged in a duel of swords, Guy parrying and blocking her less than vigorous slashes and stabs.

Finally though, his grip loosened on his sword, and a single slash knocked it from his hands.

Now Guy stood there, his beloved's dark sword before him, her somber, mystifying gaze met his. Looking into her eyes, he saw her resolve waver. He saw it in her eyes, true sadness.

'Soul's not herself, something's forcing her to act so cruel, but...I can't harm her any more.' The timber and ebony haired boy looked at Soul and stood his ground.

With a cool air in his voice, he spoke: "Do what you need to Soul, I'll accept my fate."

About that same time, on the Jungle Japes stage (Melee version) Capt. Falcon and Silvie the Warrior were in the midst of heated combat. Both were doing their best, but something was seriously wrong as far as The famous Racer/Bounty hunter could guess. Silvie II seemed to be distracted, something was stopping him from truly focusing on the task at hand.

Still, this only made things easier for the smash bros veteran. Nearby was one of the more dangerous items in the Smash bros series: A Bob-Omb!

'Alright! This is exactly what I needed' The owner of the Blue Falcon thought, the small but potent explosive would be exactly what he needed to defeat his opponent and claim victory.

He had to act quickly though, or else the bomb would get up and start walking around on it's own, becoming a hazard for both of the men.

Fortunately for the man in the blue jump suit he was the second fastest smasher after Sonic. Busting into a full sprint, he ran towards the Bob-Omb and grabbed it.

"Yes!" The captain exclaimed. He then jumped atop the top platform on the middle of the stage, just above the window where one can see Cranky Kong's silhouette ambling about the house. With a great, "Hiyah!" the Captain threw the black object at the green eyed teen at full force. It made contact, and a huge explosion hit, knocking Silvie II into the raging waters below.

If there had been a Klaptrap within the rapids, he would've been finished there and then, but as fate had it, the cloaked young man made it back onstage, albeit badly injured. His necklace now glowed with full force…He could now call upon it's dark powers, or rather the source of the power could escape it's prison to a degree.

"Ugh, I can't believe this!" The silver haired warrior gasped, now dripping wet. He had to act fast, if he didn't win soon, the demon within his necklace would really take over, shortening his lifespan, or even killing some of the innocent people once the match ended.

Putting on a burst of unprecedented speed, Silvie the Warrior seemed to disappear. The next thing Captain Falcon knew what was going on, he received several new cuts before an unusually strong kick hit him.

He was sent sprawling, but managed to rise up within moments of making contact with the wooden ground below. He then heard the sound of footsteps on wood. It was as if Silvie had grabbed an invisibility cloak.

'He must be weak after that blast, but his moves have gotten pretty powerful…I better try and end this now.'

The sounds of Silvie approaching then grew faster and louder as the cloaked youth approached the Smash Veteran. Smirking at the prospect of a worthy do-or-die moment, the Captain uttered the name of one of his signature moves. "FALCON KICK!"

Meanwhile, Angel 0 and Soul were now walking away from the area where they had encountered Guy.

Soul had a hard look on her face. It was as if she was about to cry, but wouldn't allow Angel 0 the satisfaction of seeing it.

"That was an impressive performance you gave before…You may want to consider becoming an actress once this is all over." The demon winged boy commented, giving Soul a sly look.

The dragonish girl glared at him, leftover instincts from Corruption and the mark Okotto cursed her with told her to attack him, and make him suffer…But she held back. "Shut your mouth, you worthless brat."

"Hmm, touchy aren't we? Well you should be happy. I would be over the moon if I could've killed that overconfident egotist AND got to sneak in a kiss with me." The boy continued, baiting her. "And the way my idiot brother just stood there while you pushed that sword of yours through his heart, it was pretty epi-"

Angel 0 never finished his sentence, as a fist covered in dark energy made contact with his cheek. He fell to the ground, but still smiled like the sadist he was. Soul still saw the life leave Guy's eyes as he died, the blood gush from his chest. It was etched into her mind, hurting her more than any injury she had received all day.

She would've struck the boy again, but walked off instead. "Get up. We have to leave!" she growled, a single tear falling from her cheek.

EOC.

Well, I'm dead so…I guess I'm out of the fic, but don't think the story is over. I hope you'll all wait patiently for the next chapter. Thanks for reading, be safe and be blessed. Guy Out!