The Life and Times of:Young Link Chapter 36: More RP Crap, a super smash brothers fanfic

Back, finally. Seems the RP chapter was accepted well.

Oathkeeper: Oh, joy. Now I have to get dragged in.

Yes you do, O Sentient Keyblade. Now shuttup.

P.S.: The blue-and-black haired girl from last chapter is my OC, but her brother belongs to Silver Ferret. Whoo.

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"Craaaaaap!" came the collective barks, growls, and whines of YL and Lyon, zipping down the halls. Long halls. They didn't seem to ever end. Oh dear, that can't be good...

Fortunately, they didn't have to run forever after crashing into a wall at the end of the hall. Whoo, rhyme. They seemed to have lost their pursuers as well, which was another good thing. Seemed everything started to look up.

Oh, they had no idea.

It had been a pleasant day for Mewtwo so far. A chat with some "blood mage" OC who had been long forgotten, a smoothie, a short walk...errr, levitation-stroll thing. This sixteen year old in front of him ruined it all.

She had blonde hair, cropped short and arranged in layers, and was wearing a red vest concealing gleaming armor. A halberd was strapped to her back, and, strangest of all, there was a man bearing a standard following her whom she addressed as "Turnip". She called herself, "Escabur, Captain of Rohan" or some shit like that. Mewtwo had guessed she was from that new Lord of the Rings Online game. And worst of all, she was bugging him about having seen her older brother.

"Will you PLEASE answer me?!" Escabur practically yelled in his face. "My brother. Around nineteen, plays instruments well, wimpy, looks similar to me. HAVE YOU SEEN HIM OR NOT?!"

Mewtwo did not answer.

"Am I talking to a wall here?"

No answer.

"Are you deaf?"

No answer.

"Mute?"

No answer.

"Sprechen Sie Deutsch?"

Again no answer. Why didn't she just leave?

Then again, Mewtwo hadn't spoken to her at all, just attempted to ignore her. He was afraid he might have to answer.

"HELLO?!"

Mewtwo teleported away.

The wall Lyon and Young Link had met was starting to move.

It parted, forming a doorway into a smaller corridor, looking for all the world like the entrance to some ancient Egyptian tomb. Num had been big on Egypt for a long while. The darkened sandstone corridors stretched as far as the eye could see, lit only occasionally by the odd torch. They weren't normal torches, though; the flames were a greenish color.

"Everburning flames," Lyon yipped. "Figures. I saw the Authoress with a copy of the Dungeons & Dragons Monster Manual recently."

"Oh, great. Now we'll probably have to face a basilisk or something," YL growled pessimistically as they entered the main corridor. The two wound their way through a mini-dungeon, but it was quite odd. Though there were the usual head-scratcher puzzles, there was something missing...

"Where the HECK are the monsters?!" YL barked.

"Don't ask me," Lyon groaned. "Though I suspect there's going to be a big battle coming up."

They emerged into the final chamber. Its ceiling was so high you couldn't see it in the gloom, and the Everburning flames flickered across the walls of the room, sustained only by their magical nature. Humanoid shadows danced across the walls, but otherwise the room resembled the main chamber from the Arbiter's Grounds. The dungeon in TP, nothing to do with Halo.

Suddenly, figures rose all around them. All the same person, too, armed with the same weapon—something shaped like a key—but in many different forms. Normal, Valor, Wisdom, Master, Anti, Final...

"Oh shit," Young Link whined. "It's a horde of Soras."

Mewtwo was quite pleased where his teleport had landed him: smack in a front row seat to the battle of the century between the Vamp-Marth and the Shade-Edward. Talk about fun.

"You never call me SHORT!" Ed lashed out with his claws, but Marth parried with Falchion, dancing around the specter. The vampire then came from behind, grabbing both of Ed's hands and holding them away from himself, sinking in his fangs...

And quickly releasing. "Blegh! Nasty! Do you ever BATHE?!"

"I took a shower this morning, thank you much," Ed retorted, clearly offended even more. "You just don't like shade blood, ya wimp."

"Wimp?!" Marth snarled. "That's it, you're a dead man!"

"You said that fifteen times already. And YOU'RE the currently dead one."

"At least I'm a corpse with dignity!" Marth lashed out again, but this time it was Ed gracefully dodging across the room. The shade somehow managed to clap his hands together despite claws as long as short swords, energy crackling as he twirled and lunged.

"Now I got you!"

"Oh no you DON'T!" The vampire ducked out of the way, backflipping over the shade and preparing to plant his blade in Ed's skull. But the midget raised his claws up, expectantly waiting for Marth to impale himself. In response, black wings spread wide, and Marth flew upward. "Ha!"

Ed scowled. "What, you think I can't follow you?" he taunted, taking off after his foe.

Mewtwo sat back in a lawn chair and began munching on a bag of popcorn.

"Do these guys ever stop coming?!" Lyon snarled, using his dark magic to knock away a Wisdom Sora.

YL swatted at a KH1 Sora. "You're asking the wrong guy."

"Whatever. Just keep them away!" Lyon nuked a Hot Dog Salesman Sora. "Any idea where they're coming from?"

"Nope." YL was busy mangling the wing of a Pixie Sora. "Wait. Since when was Sora a Pixie? Or a Hot Dog Salesman?"

"I don't know, but keep fighting," Lyon growled, blasting a Zora Sora.

"Alvis? I'm bored," the gargoyle-winged, blue-haired girl sighed.

"Screw the world," said the lavender-haired one.

"You're part of the world, you know."

Alvis shrugged. "So? SCREW THE WORLD!"

"Just quit it, would you?"

"Screw YOU, Riane."

"What?!" The girl with the black braid—Riane—roared at her sibling. "Mom's gonna hear about this!"

"Screw her."

"Oh, you're really dead now."

"It's my catch phrase, okay sis? You should know that by now. Idiot."

"HEY!"

"SCREW THE WORLD!"

Ah, another lousy update. Enjoy.

Alvis: Like I said, SCREW THE WORLD!

I know, complete turn around from his personality last chap. He got bored, what can I say?

Riane: We're very good actors.

Reeeeally...

Riane: Yep. I don't normally do suspense.

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AND

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For pics of Riane. There are none available yet of Alvis.

Riane: WHOO!