The Triple Trouble Team
Chapter 11: Round One: Bird on Prince
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Final Destination:
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"Did you see the fight between Ganondorf and Roy, Marth and Falco? That is how I want you to battle," Crazy said.
Marth and Falco walked on down to the floor and shook hands as if the fight were merely a sport.
Falco put a hand towards his blaster, ready to grab it at a moments notice. Marth did the same, only with his sword though.
The bird and the prince readied themselves on the opposite sides of the purple and black platform.
"Betcha a million smackers Falco's gonna win," Link said.
"Betcha a million smackers he doesn't," Fox said.
"You traitor!!!" Falco called up.
"Oh, well, the truth hurts!" Fox replied, raising his voice a little.
"You may be the Prince of your world, Math..." Falco began.
"It's MARTH M-A-R-T-H Mar-th!!!" Marth corrected.
"What-ev-er!" Falco sarcastically replied.
"SILENCE!!!" Giga yelled, the crowd was instantly brought to a hush.
"Very, very, good, I wouldn't want to have my Master Hand here having to pick up anymore bloody bodies then he has to. I am here to say the last word one of these warriors will hear from me before they are thrown back into the now dark cell," Giga Bowser said before he announced his one word, "Begin!!!"
Falco pulled out his blaster in a split seconds time. He'd once been shot because he hadn't been first to act. This gave him a drive for quicker reflexes. Now he could pull it out fast as he could shoot it.
Marth pulled out a sword similar in design to Roy's just as quickly as Falco had pulled out his blaster. His sword had been used in a legendary battle against an evil king, the king of his town, Empira, had given it to him when he had become prince.
The first shot whizzed through the air missing Marth by about an inch. The second and third shots would have hit dead on if not for Marth's lightning quick reflexes. Marth hit the second bolt with his sword, and was able to move his sword quickly enough for his sword to connect with the third in order to deflect it.
Falco fired three shots in a single second. Marth dodged the first one by an inch and the second one by a centimeter, he could hear it as it whizzed by his head. Marth thought he had enough space between the third; he was wrong. The red bolt of laser curved just slightly and went through Marth's left forearm.
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Master Hand's Holding Cell
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Ganondorf let out a groan of pain as his eyes opened. He let his eyes adjust to the surrounding darkness.
Every part of his body hurt, his right arm and back (The part he had landed on) in particular. He could hear Marth's cry of pain even from thirty feet under the platform. Then the clash of Metal against the ground was audible.
"Marth must have missed, Falco must be fast," thought Ganondorf as he tried to make out what was taking place in the fight staged above him by merely listening; it wasn't easy. From what else he could make out, one was punching the other, but which one he couldn't tell. Then he could hear Marth cutting through Falco's skin.
He heard Falco grunt and compared it to the thrown punch. The grunt was different so he figured Falco must have thrown the punch.
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Back up on the platform.
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Falco shot four more laser bolts, all successfully evaded by Marth. The blood was gushing from Marth's injured forearm and he was beginning to feel dizzy.
"Man, now I know how Roy feels!" Marth thought.
"Tell me Marth, what's on your mind, defeat? You knew you couldn't beat the almighty Falco," He boasted. That was the last straw; Marth wasn't about to let the bird win.
He began to charge forward towards Falco, he immediately felt dizzy and flailed as he struggled to keep his balance. He lost and fell to his hands and knees on the black and purple platform, head spinning.
"Oh yeah!!!" Link shouted at the fallen Marth.
"Shut up!!!" Fox yelled.
"You!" Link retaliated.
"No you!" Fox shot back at Link.
"Shut up or both of you will be feeling quite miserable in a minutes time!!!" Crazy shouted.
Falco took this opportunity to shoot Marth in his left shoulder too.
Marth let out a weak groan of pain and dropped his sword. Things were looking grim for Marth.
"No! I can't... let... You... Win..." Marth said struggling to get the words our so he could will himself to fight. He slowly stood up shaking his head in an attempt to rid himself of the dizziness.
Marth picked up his blood-covered sword and firmly held it. Marth wished he had his full strength, but knew wishing did not make anything a reality. He took whatever strength he had left and used it to drive the sword through Falco's right shoulder.
Falco let out an intense cry of pain as the blade cut straight through his shoulder without mercy. He fell to the ground gasping for air.
Marth sheathed his sword knowing he wouldn't have the strength to effectively drive his sword through Falco; then he spotted it. Lying there seemingly forgotten was Falco's blaster. Marth sprinted over to it. Just as he bent down to pick it up, Falco stuck out his legs and tripped Marth.
"I don't think so wise guy!" Falco sarcastically shouted.
Marth rolled over to pick up the blaster and succeeded. He stood up, only to be tackled by Falco. He rolled over trying to shake off the bird gone mad.
Marth was able to shake off the Star Fox team member off for good now. They were near the middle of the platform, so it came close to, but didn't throw Falco off the platform. Marth grabbed Falco's blaster. He weakly laughed as he aimed his shot and fired.
The hum of the blaster was audible throughout the entire stadium as the bolt whipped through the air with no regard as to where it was headed. Everything seemed to move in slow motion, as if rigged that way.
"Oh, god," Falco weakly groaned. That and the gushing blood was the only evidence that the shot had ever hit, it was otherwise completely inaudible on contact.
He staggered back unaware that he was near the platform's edge.
"Oh crud!" He shouted as he began to fall. He reached out for the platform a split second too late. A bone-jarring thud was heard throughout the surrounding space. Everyone except for the Triple Trouble Team gasped.
Marth staggered over to the crowd to rest. Ah, it felt so good just to sit down after his head had been so badly spinning. He wondered if he should stay up to watch the fight but decided if he were to win, he would need to rest...
"Aww... Falco should have won," Link said.
"I told ya the guy would lose, now where's my million smackers?" Fox replied.
"Shut up," Link responded.
"Whatever," Said Fox.
"OK, now this should be interesting, Bring down Mr. Game and Watch and Yoshi!" Giga Bowser yelled.
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Next Time: Ganondorf has some company now!!! Also 2D Human versus 3D Dinosaur in Clash of the Dimensions.
Chapter 11: Round One: Bird on Prince
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Final Destination:
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"Did you see the fight between Ganondorf and Roy, Marth and Falco? That is how I want you to battle," Crazy said.
Marth and Falco walked on down to the floor and shook hands as if the fight were merely a sport.
Falco put a hand towards his blaster, ready to grab it at a moments notice. Marth did the same, only with his sword though.
The bird and the prince readied themselves on the opposite sides of the purple and black platform.
"Betcha a million smackers Falco's gonna win," Link said.
"Betcha a million smackers he doesn't," Fox said.
"You traitor!!!" Falco called up.
"Oh, well, the truth hurts!" Fox replied, raising his voice a little.
"You may be the Prince of your world, Math..." Falco began.
"It's MARTH M-A-R-T-H Mar-th!!!" Marth corrected.
"What-ev-er!" Falco sarcastically replied.
"SILENCE!!!" Giga yelled, the crowd was instantly brought to a hush.
"Very, very, good, I wouldn't want to have my Master Hand here having to pick up anymore bloody bodies then he has to. I am here to say the last word one of these warriors will hear from me before they are thrown back into the now dark cell," Giga Bowser said before he announced his one word, "Begin!!!"
Falco pulled out his blaster in a split seconds time. He'd once been shot because he hadn't been first to act. This gave him a drive for quicker reflexes. Now he could pull it out fast as he could shoot it.
Marth pulled out a sword similar in design to Roy's just as quickly as Falco had pulled out his blaster. His sword had been used in a legendary battle against an evil king, the king of his town, Empira, had given it to him when he had become prince.
The first shot whizzed through the air missing Marth by about an inch. The second and third shots would have hit dead on if not for Marth's lightning quick reflexes. Marth hit the second bolt with his sword, and was able to move his sword quickly enough for his sword to connect with the third in order to deflect it.
Falco fired three shots in a single second. Marth dodged the first one by an inch and the second one by a centimeter, he could hear it as it whizzed by his head. Marth thought he had enough space between the third; he was wrong. The red bolt of laser curved just slightly and went through Marth's left forearm.
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Master Hand's Holding Cell
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Ganondorf let out a groan of pain as his eyes opened. He let his eyes adjust to the surrounding darkness.
Every part of his body hurt, his right arm and back (The part he had landed on) in particular. He could hear Marth's cry of pain even from thirty feet under the platform. Then the clash of Metal against the ground was audible.
"Marth must have missed, Falco must be fast," thought Ganondorf as he tried to make out what was taking place in the fight staged above him by merely listening; it wasn't easy. From what else he could make out, one was punching the other, but which one he couldn't tell. Then he could hear Marth cutting through Falco's skin.
He heard Falco grunt and compared it to the thrown punch. The grunt was different so he figured Falco must have thrown the punch.
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Back up on the platform.
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Falco shot four more laser bolts, all successfully evaded by Marth. The blood was gushing from Marth's injured forearm and he was beginning to feel dizzy.
"Man, now I know how Roy feels!" Marth thought.
"Tell me Marth, what's on your mind, defeat? You knew you couldn't beat the almighty Falco," He boasted. That was the last straw; Marth wasn't about to let the bird win.
He began to charge forward towards Falco, he immediately felt dizzy and flailed as he struggled to keep his balance. He lost and fell to his hands and knees on the black and purple platform, head spinning.
"Oh yeah!!!" Link shouted at the fallen Marth.
"Shut up!!!" Fox yelled.
"You!" Link retaliated.
"No you!" Fox shot back at Link.
"Shut up or both of you will be feeling quite miserable in a minutes time!!!" Crazy shouted.
Falco took this opportunity to shoot Marth in his left shoulder too.
Marth let out a weak groan of pain and dropped his sword. Things were looking grim for Marth.
"No! I can't... let... You... Win..." Marth said struggling to get the words our so he could will himself to fight. He slowly stood up shaking his head in an attempt to rid himself of the dizziness.
Marth picked up his blood-covered sword and firmly held it. Marth wished he had his full strength, but knew wishing did not make anything a reality. He took whatever strength he had left and used it to drive the sword through Falco's right shoulder.
Falco let out an intense cry of pain as the blade cut straight through his shoulder without mercy. He fell to the ground gasping for air.
Marth sheathed his sword knowing he wouldn't have the strength to effectively drive his sword through Falco; then he spotted it. Lying there seemingly forgotten was Falco's blaster. Marth sprinted over to it. Just as he bent down to pick it up, Falco stuck out his legs and tripped Marth.
"I don't think so wise guy!" Falco sarcastically shouted.
Marth rolled over to pick up the blaster and succeeded. He stood up, only to be tackled by Falco. He rolled over trying to shake off the bird gone mad.
Marth was able to shake off the Star Fox team member off for good now. They were near the middle of the platform, so it came close to, but didn't throw Falco off the platform. Marth grabbed Falco's blaster. He weakly laughed as he aimed his shot and fired.
The hum of the blaster was audible throughout the entire stadium as the bolt whipped through the air with no regard as to where it was headed. Everything seemed to move in slow motion, as if rigged that way.
"Oh, god," Falco weakly groaned. That and the gushing blood was the only evidence that the shot had ever hit, it was otherwise completely inaudible on contact.
He staggered back unaware that he was near the platform's edge.
"Oh crud!" He shouted as he began to fall. He reached out for the platform a split second too late. A bone-jarring thud was heard throughout the surrounding space. Everyone except for the Triple Trouble Team gasped.
Marth staggered over to the crowd to rest. Ah, it felt so good just to sit down after his head had been so badly spinning. He wondered if he should stay up to watch the fight but decided if he were to win, he would need to rest...
"Aww... Falco should have won," Link said.
"I told ya the guy would lose, now where's my million smackers?" Fox replied.
"Shut up," Link responded.
"Whatever," Said Fox.
"OK, now this should be interesting, Bring down Mr. Game and Watch and Yoshi!" Giga Bowser yelled.
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Next Time: Ganondorf has some company now!!! Also 2D Human versus 3D Dinosaur in Clash of the Dimensions.