"A family... I was thinking of getting married, and starting a family.." At this instance, Ike immediately regretted telling of his future plans, out of fear, he knew what she was going to say, and it was a matter of taking it as carefully as he should. The man would become hurt, as well as the woman, because both of them knew that after this tournament was over, they would go back to their regular lives... living in trees, fighting aliens, and doing whatever they pleased before they met each other... before the Brawl days. It was a curse, and it did everything but save them from feeling hell later on in life.
"W- I.." Nothing else could be said from her, not even another sound.
"I know..and I'm sorry."
They stood there in the dark...
The next morning became rough for the two, waking up feeling like death had already taken their lives, their souls. Neither of them really understood why everything happened the way it did. Either way, today was the last of the Trail of Trials, and Roy was still in terrible condition. Ike and Samus had not said a word to each other since last night, and the fellow was beginning to wonder if he had screwed everything up between them. Occasionally, he caught Samus giving him a few glances, out of concern. Even the boys noticed how lousy he was acting, yet none of them were brave enough to even speak to him, especially since he was more than likely mad at the whole incident from last night between Roy, the bears, and the other swordsmen. However, that was actually not the case. He could care less about anything from what happened the day beforehand, other than Roy getting stitched up pretty badly from the amount of wounds he had. The Beorc was more fixated on getting his own life together, and the problem was, how?
The male decided to perk up, getting himself together again with the help of Marth and Link, two of his wing men- the third one, horribly injured. One could say based off from the event last night, all three of them were horrible wing man: one not showing up to Ike's aid, the shortest one- bailed out, and the redhead- nearly dead. For once, the male actually believed the four could stick together...yet he was wrong. It is true, the myths were no longer a myth. Fire Emblem guys were absolutely difficult, stubborn, and unpredictable, which is one of the many reasons why Link has trouble working with the bluest of the three. From head to toe, everything was blue except: his skin color, the gold lining in his clothes, the red emblem on his cape, his headband, and the metal on his shoes... everything else? Blue. Pure blue, even his eyes were blue. Link referred to the foolish man as a clown- A clown clad in cobalt blue for no real reason. Ironic isn't it? To have a green clad hero speak poorly of a blue clad prince. Hilarious.
Anyways, the three of them were found sitting at a breakfast table, waiting for the hysterically horrible food to get served. Samus decided to skip, not being able to think upon the spoken words coming from Ike's mouth yesterday. The poor woman could barely think at the time, and she certainly was not able to think now. Giving up, and coming to a conclusion, the tomboy decided to speak to her only best friend about this issue. She knew that it probably was not any of her business to share this information, but... something had to get done.
Finding the lady in her cabin, Peach following suit, along with the many other female smashers- was reading a book. The blonde beauty had absolutely no idea what she was reading, but it looked rather interesting- the cover was a midnight purple with gold print written on it. Straining her light green eyes, the title read 'Mysterious Wonders of Men', and finally coming to a conclusion of whatever the reason may be for her friend to read such a book, she walked over, just hoping that everything that she wanted would be in her aid. She wanted answers.
Ignoring all of the stares from whomever she received them from, she opened her mouth slowly.
"Zel..I need to talk to you." Caught up in that book of hers, never aware of the rather tall lady appearing in front of her.
"Oh goodness, I was unaware.. what may be the problem?" A delicate smile flashed upon her face- she was tired. A wise woman she was, an old woman she may be.
"Sammy! You missed the party! It was so fun!" Peach had ran over, jumping on the blonde's back- oh how the taller cringed..but she needed that hug. The woman pursed her lips together, thinking about Ike at the spur moment. This time, she was truly a lost one. How could he do such a stupid thing, only to come back and tell her that he wanted to be with her forever?
"...It's private." Hearing a smirk coming from the other side of the cabin- Bayonetta, glared at her.
"I believe we all know what the problem may be... or should I say who?" The witch winked in complete satisfaction. The Bounty Huntress hated that woman. Ever since she arrived, everyone had been comparing them like nothing else. What was it that they saw?
"Fuck off."
"Make me roar." Giving off taunts, the brunette showed her teeth, purring, cackling like everything in the world was funny. It was officially confirmed- this chick had been crazier than Peach the very moment her voice rang from her vocal cords. She was truly a new low in Samus's perspective, and nothing would make her say otherwise. She almost missed the voice of Peach, oh how she never appreciated her existence this much in forever.
Unlike Zelda taking on all of the drama, Palutena interfered, chuckling nervously.
"Haha, well well... let's not get too carried away now, right ladies?"
"Excuse me, but not all of us are ladies here...and not all of us are virgins..now are we?"
"You better fucking take those words back before I slit your throat you bitch."
"Oh my- Samus you- Eeek! When?!" Peach jumping with joy, caused some of the women to give embarrassed smiles.
"It's none of your business...and Bayonetta- your pussy is rotten, so be careful with your words, motherfucking slut."
"Oh really? So you like me?"
"You're fucking stupid. Get the fuck out of my way, unless you want to die today. I have no issue killing a few whores."
"Bayonetta, I really advice you to stop.. she is being serious."
"Oh who gives a fuck, if she wants to fucking fight, then we can take this outside... no boys allowed, bitch."
"Okay honestly... shut the fuck up, Netta. You're just mad because you can't get dick... unlike Space Queen here!" The Pink Princess, interfering as if she had no problem involving herself in such an unruly argument.
"Peach stop.. don't get involved."
"No..no.. I can fight two bitches."
The atmosphere became too overwhelming, and Lucina bounced a while ago, not really in the mood to witness any drama. The cabin was small, and there were at least ten girls in there altogether. Zelda was just praying that someone would step in and do something about it. Peach was no longer helping the situation either. Rosalina decided to take control over the controversy.
"Will you all please shut your mouths? Peach, I am highly disappointed in you, as you are supposed to represent pure royalty. What is this foolishness? And as for you two... none of you will be fighting. Instead, prove how brave you are by jumping off the cliff outside the forest. No powers involved. If you two want to talk trash towards each other, then you two can do it near the time of your death. Go on... I'm waiting."
"Oh please.. a cliff? I'll do it if Miss Aran does it... that's if she is not afraid to do so."
"You know what? I'm sick of your fucking mouth."
"Good, do I care? Nope."
"ENOUGH! You two will be going outside immediately." The Galaxy Princess grew irritable of the charade, forcing both of them to go outside with no option in their own hands. Samus hadn't said a single word afterwards- she just knew what her plans were going to be. The sinister smile grew on her face. She was truly a sneaky devil- wanting her way, whenever she wanted something, even if it meant killing others in the process. She was the most wanted person in the galaxy- The Galaxy. There is absolutely no reason for her to be afraid of a little child.
During the whole commotion between half of the female smashers, Ike and his two other friends finished eating their meal. He was never really comfortable with the fact regarding Samus's absence in the "cafeteria". Growing irritated, he snuffed his patience out of frustration, standing up from his seat. His friends did the same, practically clueless of everything around them. The Blue Flamed Hero had a terrible feeling about his girlfriend, and whether or not she accepted the idea of marrying him, she was still his girlfriend, and he would still do absolutely anything and everything for her until the day he died. There was no doubt about it. In the beginning of their relationship, they made a promise to never leave each other, and that was that. No broken promises, no revenge. Even if they lived in two different timelines, that did not matter to them.
Running back to the Cabin Inn, all he could hear was terrifying screams, cries, bellowing, and more screams. His heart's pace increased out of anxiety, impatience, and fear. The only thing that mattered to him was- one of them screaming was Samus, and whomever else was up there did not matter to him as much. Not only did he hear out, but Marth and Link came to conclusion that there was something awful out there. Leaving the two in the dust, he screams,
"SAMUS!" His raspy voice, breathing for air, grabbing the attention of the many woman fighting on top of the Cabin Inn hill. The feeling of death subsided, using all of the energy he had to save the woman he loved. He may not be a prince, but she was his princess, his queen... his everything, and there was nothing that would take her away from him, not even Ridley.
Instead of jumping off the cliff like Rosalina ordered them to, the Bounty Huntress deliberately struck Bayonetta with her taser, whipping her from the back. A deep gash, forming on the brunette's neck and down, had crimson blood spilling out. The witch fell to her knees, grunting, wincing in agony. Pain. That didn't stop the brunette though- she managed to pull through in a minute, turning around, jumping on her foe. Although she was basically at Zelda's height, it did not stop her from doing what she intended to do- fight.
They fought wholeheartedly- no talking, no comebacks, nothing. Just their weapons, their fists, and their own methods of logical fighting. The fire in Samus's whipping gun, and the time lapse from Bayonetta's witch skills made it all a sight to see. Burns, cuts, gashes, dirt, blood, all of the above. Nobody got in the way, only the shards fallen on the ground from the broken windows. No female was grabbing hair that day. This was simply no cat fight. There was no such thing as a petty fight involving these two smashers. The fighting- endless, fighting like no tomorrow. Slitting each other's skin off, the flesh becoming raw. Oh the sight was terrible, and yet nobody did a thing about it, not even Zelda.
After ten minutes of endless brawl, Ike made his own appearance, his indigo hair ran wild, and his rough face was worn out. He made no effort to make a conversation with any of the females... he only saw Bayonetta hanging on the cliff with Samus right in front of her poor, helpless torso.
Bayonetta was going to die. Both of their bodies were weak- ruined even. Porcelain flesh no longer pure. The only pure thing within this fight was the gun, staring right in front of the witch's face. It was pure for sure, killing all of it's enemies standing right near it.
"I am only going to say this once... and you better hear these words clearly. I am not afraid to kill you, Bayonetta. You are messing with the wrong species, sweetheart. Are you aware that I have Chozo DNA? I could practically kill your weak ass in a heartbeat, but.. I decided to play fair and square. Are you happy bitch?"
"Y-You're fucking insane! Look! There's your fucking boyfriend! Now please! Pick me up!"
"..No."
Ike couldn't even believe it himself. It was as if he was never really aware that Samus would actually kill a fellow smasher. This is what he got for loving a crazy woman... and now that he really could not help himself for loving her, he was screwed. The man was not even sure if he could say anything at this point... what was there to say? Would she shoot him too?
"S-Sam.. what are you doing babe? Please put the gun down..okay?" The fearful mercenary rested his hands in front of him for support of whatever his insane lover had planned for anyone at the moment. One would think she would shoot him off the cliff too..
The blonde turned around, anger in her eyes. Betrayal for some reason. She had been driven to insanity with such bashful words coming from the woman in front of her. There was possibly no way she could forgive her of the name calling. The frustration burned right through her soul, oh how she just wanted to get into her ship just to run right through the woman's torso. The same feeling she was experiencing- revenge is what she called it... the feeling of revenge crept right through her own spirit. It all started from her anger due to the death of her parents, continuously boiling up all of the anger she obtained inside of her ever since. The ball kept growing, ferociously more angry than before.
"..What?" As she wait impatiently, all he could ever do was stare at her, searching for her true self behind the irises of her own green orbs. Slowly, he made a move, steadily walking closer towards her. All he could do was stretch his arms out in front of her, embracing her in a deep hug. Both of them were hurt from last night, and they both realized that they said some hurtful words last night, and some unexpected. That didn't mean that either of them would give up on each other. Ike certainly wouldn't.
Once again, they stood there speechless, embracing each other's hearts. Both of them needed to calm down from last night, and the truth is, they calmed each other down even when they could rile up one another's nerves.
The group of female smashers stood by, witnessing the heartfelt embrace. Their own hearts sank, still conscious of the horrible mess that surrounded them. Zelda knew all along that her friend needed to feel Ike's touch again. There was but so much time they could have to themselves, until they felt lonely again. It was sweet, and sad all at the same time. Samus was always a loner... even when Zelda appeared in her life. Sure, she had friends who admired her.. but she needed someone to relate to.
It was Ike, and one could never understand the similarities between the pair just by looking at them. That's why people should never judge. Who cares if they lived in different timelines? Who cares if one of them had blue hair, and the other had blonde? Who cares if one was a mercenary, and the other was a bounty huntress? Both were rebels for a good cause. They needed love, and they became vengeful for that particular elemental necessity. All of this fighting was for their parents. That is all that mattered, and if nothing else mattered... then what did?
Love mattered. That's what.
This chapter may be kind of cheesy but...ye.
R&R. A few more chapters and I will be done with this fanfic. I may submit short stories within this fanfic if given a chance.