"Marth?" Zelda asked, taken aback. It was as if a horse had kicked her directly in the gut. She frantically searched for her common sense, trying to figure out if she was simply seeing things or if it was possible for Marth to have died behind everyone's backs. Obviously, other people in the room were about as shocked as she was.

"Okay, Ness, please stop controlling the board if you are," Link pleaded quietly, tension escaping from his vocal chords as he talked.

"But I swear to God I'm not!" he cried, holding up his hands in defense.

"The only way," Zelda began, "to figure out what's going on is to ask him questions. Then, a few of us could go looking around to see what happened." She tried her best to sound as calm as possible in the face of a bizarre occurrence, but her appearance could not hide the overwhelming fear and shock of the moment. Her face had gone pale and there was an anxious sparkle in her cerulean eyes. Roy was a nervous wreck inside. His exterior displayed a composed and silent teen, but inside him a two-on-two battle waged inside of him: To be devastated that his close friend was forever gone from his life, or to be secretly glad that Zelda was more free to him. Link was almost the same way, but no battle was present. He was simply sorting out his intense and unknown feelings, but he was only leading himself to become more perplexed at the current situation. Zelda took a deep and slow breath, closed her eyes and placed a gentle hand on the board.

"When did you die?" It was a struggle to keep her voice from showing her soul as it panicked.

TODAY.

Fright pricked at everyone's hearts like a knife or a toothpick, or maybe a whip signaling animals to "go faster", only this was to make their hearts speed up instead of mules or oxen. This could very well be Marth, and it was definitely possible for him to die.

"Please continue, Zelda. I'm really curious," Link murmured softly, his sad sapphire eyes glued to the board and her. She nodded slowly, and proceeded.

"Do I know you?"

YES.

Fear now covered Zelda and the others in an invisible blanket, but the blanket wasn't warm, it was chilling. Kirby, Ness and Mr. Game and Watch remained in silent shock and amusement, while Zelda, Roy and Link were more moved by this sudden loss. Zelda swallowed, holding back tears. "How long did you die? I mean, how long ago?"

TEN MINUTES.

It became hard to talk without her voice trembling out of place. "Where did you get killed?"

FINAL DESTINATION.

"How?"

I COULD NOT SEE HIM, BUT HE EXPLAINED A LOT.

"What did he explain?" Her voice was shivering with anticipation.

HE SAYS THAT HE IS ONLY HIRED TO KILL BUT ENJOYS IT. THE REAL PESRON BEHIND IT IS LIVING AMONG US. HE IS THE MASTERMIND BEHIND ALL THIS BUT THE KILLER IS ALSO GUILTY AND WANTS THE SAME GOAL: TO KILL US ALL. HE THINKS WE ARE PITIFUL THAT ONCE WE OUT OF THE WAY, HE CAN ACCOMPLISH THINGS WITH US. I FOUGHT HIM OFF , BUT HE FINISHED ME. NOTICED THAT ONE HAND MAED OF METAL OR SOMEHTING. GIVE ME A BREAK, I TLAK A LOT. CATCH BERTHA.

"Bertha?" Mr. Game and Watch asked in confusion. "What the hell?"

"Breath," Kirby corrected, studying it harder as if something were to jump out at any moment's notice.

"Guys, I…" Zelda started, but lost courage to finish. Tears welled up in her eyes after minutes of firmly holding them in, and she felt as if she simply had to break down somewhere. This had happened too fast. She wanted so badly to just see Marth one last time, to take this event slower, or better yet wish that it never came to pass at all, but it happened way too quickly for her to catch up properly. Now the tears seeped down her pale cheeks, and although she wanted to hide it, there was no possible route. More than that, she wished to crawl into a hole and cry. If only Marth could be with her. It didn't matter anymore; they could all understand how upset and confused she was. Kirby looked like he pitied her, Mr. Game and Watch didn't seem to be looking due to the absence of visible eyes, Ness seemed unhappy in many uncertain ways, Roy looked concerned and at a loss, while Link looked worried about her, as well as just plain sick to the stomach. It was Ness who finally broke the painful silence.

"Kirby, why don't you take your turn?" There was no expression or enthusiasm in his voice.

"Good idea. Yoshi, did you see who killed you?"

NO, JUST A BIG FLASH OF LITE AND PAIN.

"Hm. You sure?"

GHFXC.

"Um… guys, Yoshi's screwed or something," Kirby told them. Nobody wanted to reply either. They seemed like a portrait of still life, with only their sad eyes able to move. It remained that silent for a long while, Kirby continuing to ask questions to Yoshi, about the murder scene, who might be suspicious, and about personal inquiries. Ness gloomily made notes, desperately wishing he could go home right about now.

"OK then, anything else?"

WAIT, FOX KILLED ME.

"Fox, that's it!" Kirby cried, leaping to his feet excitedly and shocking the others to attention. "Jigglypuff was saying that she saw a glimpse of the killer; something gold, like Fox's fur! He's also responsible, he killed Yoshi!"

"I knew he would do something that dastardly, with the mental and emotional state he's in now," Link said satisfactorily, still on the less green side of the grass. "He doesn't seem well."

"Zelda… maybe… maybe you could check up on Marth now," Roy told the Hyrulian princess, who was trying her best to hide her face. It was then that Roy knew he had to carry the torch from here. He got up uncertainly, unsure if it was right to take over, but nobody protested, so he proceeded to the free spot on the board. He tried his best to imagine his unconscious mind, and attempted contacting his deceased friend. "Marth? This is Roy. Is that okay?"

YES WHRE IS ZELDA?

"She's a little down in the dumps, but you can understand. Anyway, we'd like to know more about this situation. Why were you in Final Destination anyway?"

I WANTED TO CHECK FOR ANY CLUES OR FIND A WAY OUT OF HERE.

"Did you catch any wind of his next victim?"

NO.

"Anything else?"

GO TO FINAL DESTINATION. MARK MY WORD, DO IT. IGNORE ME THERE. YOU'LL SEE WHY YOU NEED TO VISIT.

"Thank you." Roy wished he didn't have to see a dead Marth.

CAN I TALK TO ZELDA?

"Um… oh, yes." He wasn't sure what Marth wanted with Zelda, but it gave his stomach a small queasy boost. Even though Marth and her could never be together now, it made him uneasy. "Zelda, Marth would like to see you." He cleared the path for the blond Hyrulian princess to get to the board.

Zelda crawled over to her old spot, never letting her head come up above her shoulders because of distressed tears streaming down her soft face. She swallowed a couple of times, and ignoring everyone else's stares, she asked Marth rather shakily, "What is it you wanted to tell me?"

ZELDA I NEVER GOT TO TELL YOU THIS WHEN I WAS ALIVE.

There was a big pause. Zelda wiped her swollen eyes to see clearer and everyone else watched intently at what would happen next.

I THINK I LOVE YOU AND I REALLY MEAN IT. I NEEDED TO TELL YOU THIS TO BE AT PEACE.

"Marth… I… I loved you too!" she exclaimed surprisingly loudly. After her outburst, she flew into a fit of sobs, mumbling incoherent sentences and almost reminding everyone of shattering glass. Their hearts were either touched or confused by this moment and at the same time shredded to bits as they watched Zelda cry over a lost love and a now impossible relationship. It was almost just like in the movies or a tragic romance novel. The man spills his secret of valuable love on his dying breath, and she is overjoyed yet crushed and now lonely, and usually she can't force herself move on. Would Zelda ever continue life's trails again?

For some reason, it didn't seem real.

"Zelda…" Roy and Link both said in unison, and it was a surprise to hear somebody else say the same thing, so they looked towards each other. A wordless signal in their eyes communicated that they should both aid her with support, and they got up to kneel by her side.

"I think this is a good time to stop using the ouija board," Ness decided. Kirby nodded in agreement and began to put the board away.

"We have to go to Final Destination!" Zelda cried, stumbling to her feet. Link and Roy steadied the poor girl by her arms, hoping she didn't fall or go on a mad rush to Final Destination.

"Slow Down, Zelda!" Link begged. "Take this one step at a time." Zelda struggled at first, but halted and succumbed to both men's grasps. Her fists clenched, she frowned and allowed more salty tears to sting her red face. She had a good chance to let Marth be hers to keep. He had feelings for her just the same as she did, and it was all wasted after his death. Her heart was dropped on the floor, aching and neglected to be picked back up. She would do the best she could for Marth's wishes.

"We're going there, okay?" Link told the anxious, distressed princess. "We can't let you go alone." He turned his head towards the others in the room with a calm glare in his liquid blue eyes. "Are any of you coming?"

Ness, Kirby, and Mr. Game and Watch gave each other evocative glances, and Ness conceded, "Know what? I'll go for it. Better risk your life for a good cause than waste it as a murder victim."

Kirby followed the raven-haired boy, saying, "I'll come too." Mr. Game and Watch sighed and gave in, despite his current bad mood.

"Why not? You'll need all the help you can get, in case any bad situation comes along." He awkwardly made his way to the group, his 2D movements different from any other smasher. Then they were off.

Upstairs, they entered the room where Kirby neglected to clean up his closet mess. In the center was a transport station, able to teleport you to any arena. It resembled a platform mounted on the ground, with glowing lights beaming around it like a halo. Roy stepped onto it first calmly and boldly. He shut his eyes to concentrate.

"Final Destination," he ordered loudly and clearly. Roy's figure flashed a blinding white color gradually from head to toe, and then his pallid silhouette disappeared in an instant. The others repeated Roy's actions and words until at last all 6 of them arrived at their destination.

Mr. Game and Watch, the last one to transport there, was instantly bombarded by an ear-piercing scream that belonged to Zelda. It was soon followed by agonized sobs and cries, and the elfin princess collapsed upon her knees next to the mangled body of her cobalt-haired love interest, a tear staining his sleeping face that was only blemished by a red gash across his lip. The others remained silent as stone, letting her mourn. They themselves were devastated by the prince's death.

"My gratitude lies with you, Marth," Link said in a low whisper, unable to hide his emotions with his eyes. Stars dotted the dark purple and black atmosphere, making the platform they stood on look dwarfed by an eternity of portentous space. For some reason, however, what appeared to be a hole was carved in the center, leading to more eternal cosmos.