Melee Civil War
Chapter 3 – Hostilities Imminent
By Pelican (Pelican_13@Yahoo.com)
With that the match was set. It was Falco Lombardi, Captain Falcon, and Bowser versus Fox McCloud. Although their conflict in the lounge had subsided, at least for the allotted hour, egos continued to flare between different competitors in the lounge. Luigi, Link, Peach, and Pichu were attempting to enjoy the near-emptiness rather than the normal vivacity of the room.
"Pichu pi!"
"What?" Link inquired.
"Pi," Pichu replied.
"Just ignore-a the mouse," Luigi said.
"Pi!" Pichu replied in anger.
"Leave Pichu alone," Peach cut in.
"What's it-a gonna do?" Luigi asked, finding Pichu insignificant, "'Pi' me to-a death?"
Pichu's face filled with rage and sparks appeared to fly out of his red electric sockets located on his cheeks.
"I think you made him mad," Link pointed out.
Pichu jumped off his couch and unleashed the most powerful electric attack it knew and directed it as best he could to Luigi. The room filled with rogue lightning bolts. One struck the big screen TV and broke a hole in the glass. Pichu's body was not fully immune to his own electricity and he too got hurt, but not as much as Luigi. The attack stopped and smoke rose from everything it hit, including Luigi.
"Ouch," Luigi said weakly as he fell to the floor. Most of the couch he was sitting on had been charred black.
"PICHU!" Peach yelled, "Why did you have to go and do that?"
Pichu sat back on its old couch and fell over, exhausted from shocking Luigi.
Link had taken cover on the floor while the lightning bolts were flying. He stood up and looked at the TV, "Guess we'll have to roll out the little screen."
Peach's rage had been building by the second. Her face began turning different shades of red. "I'll see you in an arena!" she burst and stormed out of the room.
"Count me in too!" Link added, "My favorite show was about to start!" With that he also left the charred chamber.
Pichu was still gasping for air on the couch and Luigi was on the floor, leaving very little activity in the lounge.
Meanwhile, in a familiar manager's office, a great evil had been set in a rage.
"Why should that desk come out of my salary?" Ganondorf yelled.
"Because," the man replied, "YOU BROKE IT!"
Just then Yoshi, Kirby, and the Ice Climbers entered the room. The door that Ganondorf broke on his last visit to the manager's office hadn't yet been replaced.
"And another thing," Ganondorf added, "Why does a great fighter like me have to be in competition with the likes of these creatures?" Ganondorf pointed in the direction of the doorframe where Yoshi, Kirby, Nana, and Popo were standing.
"What is that suppose to mean?" Popo asked, confused at Ganondorf's outburst.
"You want to fight us?" Kirby asked trying to sound tough, even with his high pitched voice.
"Yeah," Ganondorf burst, "Why not?"
Ganondorf turned around and faced the managerial type person.
"You make that match!" he commanded.
Ganondorf turned back around and gave his four opponents a cold, piercing stare. Nana left first and Popo followed close behind. Kirby left after, leaving Yoshi, who has remained silent, returning Ganondorf's challenging stare.
It wasn't long until Falco, Bowser, and Captain Falcon attempt to deliver poetic justice to Fox, but there were more squabbles taking place in the melee complex, such as the one developing in one of the hallways.
"Don't get cocky with your sword, Roy boy," Marth advised Roy, "You still have a long way to go."
"Oh?" Roy replied, "You will find I am a lot better now."
"And you think you can defeat me?"
"I challenge you then," Roy said cockily, "You couldn't even take Kirby."
Roy drew his sword slowly, awaiting Marth's reply. Marth gave no verbal acknowledgement; he just drew his own sword, nodded, and took his stance. Mewtwo turned a corner and began psychically levitating down the hallway when he unexpectedly bumped into Roy.
"Hey watch it!" Roy said while turning around to see who hit him.
"What are you doing with your sword?" Mewtwo asked angrily, "You could have poked me!"
"Maybe if you had been watching where you were going you psychic freak of nature!" Roy barked. Mewtwo took serious offence to Roy's last comment; his eyes narrowed. Roy stepped back from the now evil looking Mewtwo just as Mario arrived on the scene from the same corner Mewtwo came from earlier.
"What's-a going on here?" Mario asked.
"Roy boy here is getting cocky," Marth replied.
Roy didn't bother to look at Marth as he was still giving his coldest stare to Mewtwo.
"Roy, I'll see you in the transporter room," Marth said as he turned around and walked off.
"Why are you still here?" Roy asked Mario, "You wanna fight?"
"Why-a not? You're-a going down, Roy boy!" Mario said. With that he walked off, avoiding Roy.
Mewtwo continued his piercing stare down at Roy until psychically he told Roy, "You better be ready for a three-on-one." Mewtwo then teleported out of Roy's sight.
Back at the now havoc stricken lounge, four other superstars were surveying the damage.
"What happened?" Donkey Kong asked.
"What do you think?" Ness replied sarcastically. DK just shrugged.
"Idiot," Ness muttered.
"Why don't you tell us what happened, psychic boy wonder?" Zelda snapped.
"Why don't you do the honors, Miss triforce of knowledge."
"That's wisdom!"
"Excuse me if there's a difference."
"Actually there is," Samus cut in, "Wisdom is the ability to discern or judge what is true, right and knowledge is the state or act of knowing."
"In your face!" DK said backing Samus and Zelda.
"Shut up!" Ness responded, "What does this have to do with what happened to the room?"
"What happened to the room will happen to you if you keep talking," Samus threatened.
"Ohh," DK reacted. DK snapped his fingers three times left and right, "She told you."
"Shut up!" Ness said again! "I'll see you all in the arena!" Ness stormed out of the room towards the managerial offices to make that match official.
The melee locker room was lined with rows of lockers, each belonging to one specific fighter. Most superstars didn't care to use the room but at this time two pokémon were the occupants.
"Which do you think I should wear today?" Jigglypuff asked. She was holding a golden crown and blue bow.
Pikachu looked at her a moment and tilted his head a bit, "The crown looks to much like Peach's"
Jigglypuff turned her view so she can examine the crown more closely.
"And wearing it makes you look like Kirby when he is using Peach's special power. Just another puffball with a crown."
"Puffball?" Jigglypuff replied. She inflated herself and looked at Pikachu angrily. Jigglypuff dropped the bow and the crown and slapped Pikachu across the face. Pikachu flew off to one side and hit his head on the side of his locker. Pikachu landed face down on the concrete floor. He managed to turn himself around only to see Jigglypuff connect with a drill kick to his face. Pikachu was pounded hard into the floor, unable to retaliate. Jigglypuff grabbed Pikachu by the skin around his neck, picked him up, and threw him at full force against a locker labeled "Mr. Game and Watch". Pikachu fell to the floor, struggling to breathe.
"I think I'll wear the crown," Jigglypuff said. She picked up the crown and left Pikachu on the floor of the locker room.