~~~...Grass issss greener...

On the other sssside. ~~~

Everyone shuddered as the wind apparently whispered around them.

~~~A rose is a rose is a..

ROSE ~~~

Mario fell back.

"What is-a going on?"

***Just a minion of mine... He is not visible to your mediocre eyes. I shall not reveal him to you as of now.***

~~~Ripples opening, searching for

the way home... ~~~

Fox shook his head and held his gun at the ready.

"What does all of this mean?" He whispered to Samus.

"At the moment, I'm trying to understand the last hour. Dont ask me." She replied honestly.

Pikachu grew angry and began to fire lightning everywhere, consideration for others being nil. A rather sharp clap landed on Samus's leg. She fell, shaking off the pain.

"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?"

Pikachu looked confused, then anger enveloped him. A slight charge surrounded him as he prepared to release another onslaught upon her.

***WONDERFUL! IT seems match one will be taking place shortly! Your accomodations for the battle will be more pleasent than future battles, so be glad!***

~~~Pleasantry comes in modest form

In this case, looming buildings... ~~~

With a flash, Samus and Pikachu dissapeared.

Link blinked and had a worried look on his face.

***HAHAHAHA Tourmentry's cleverness never cease, dont you fools think? ***

Mario blinked.

"Tourmentry?"

***Why, the name of the being around you! Hes a minion of mine, gone insane from another tournament which took place 1005 years ago. ***

Fox grabbed his chest, feeling failure from his heart briefly. The incredible shock of the recent events seemed so artificial, yet he knew he had to face facts...

...This was no dream.

"Explain futher, hand.." He managed to gasp forth.

***Well I will miss some of the battle, but very well! Tourmentry was just a name I have given to him. His original name was Solidad Pride. He and many others were taken from their homes and planets for the same reason you all are here now! Lets just say his prize for victory over the others was the power to stay by my side, and that meant being with me 24/7! This is the 8th tournament I have had, and the winners of the 6 others have commited suicide from boredom. This one man was totally against suicide, and he quickly grew mad, spouting gibberish to most ears, but music to mine! The winner of this tournament will make Tourmentry very jealous and no doubt another battle would have to take place. That is when I shall reveal him.***

Link fell to one knee, and wiped a solitary tear slipping from his eye.

If he lost, his pride would be wounded.

If he won, his victory would mean madness...

What was he or anyone to do?

The thought of it could have drove them mad then and there, so the 3 of them shook thier heads and tried not to think about the result of what could be.

~~~Tick Tock, Time freely drips

Tock Tick, an end is not in sight...~~~