Auther note: I want to thank those who reveiwed. I was afaid no one would read it. Also, I will be gone for two weeks and won't load any chapters for a while. Just be patient okay? Thanks again.





Chapter 2 Training



Marth! It was him, the elf thought. He walked in his green tunic with white tights. His sword, the Master Sword, was strapped behind his back along with his shield. Brown gauntlets covered his hands and boots for his feet. With a green hat covering some of his blonde hair, but revealing his elven ears. It could be worse, he thought. True, Marth was one of the good ones.

A prince for one thing, not arrogant or snobby, but kind. Link knew he would never cheat on Zelda. At least she will be in safe hands, he thought. He found himself in the training room. He decided he would practice his moves, hopeing it would help take his mind off of Zelda and Marth. Yoshi and Mewtwo were the only other ones there. He greeted them with a smile and nod. Yoshi smiled back, but Mewtwo nodded.

Something is bothering you. Link heard in his head. Mewtwo rarely spoke; he used his physic abilities to communicate. Link was wishing that he didn't have them right now. He could tell that Mewtwo knew what happened. He had a way of finding out what you were hiding, no matter how hard you tried to hide it from him. Link responded by saying in his head, I rather not talk about it.

Very well, was the reply.

Yoshi was looking at each of them with a confused look on his face. Link notices and waved it off. Yoshi went to one of the punching bags, Mewtwo started meditating, and Link decided on working with a training sword. Yoshi and Link had a fight coming up soon, a free for all two stoke match. People watched them. They never did it live, but the fans didn't seem to mind. As long as they fought, the fans were happy. The fights were specially made. The attacks would not pay out serious damage and the only kinds of damage were small cuts, minor burns, and bruises. Captain Falcon and Ness were the other two fighters, but they weren't training. * * * A boy around eight years old was running down the halls. Every door he saw he would stop, look in, close the door and continue on. He wore brown boots, a green tunic, and matching hat. He looked like his older self, Link. The only difference was his shield, sword, no gauntlets and no tights. He finally found what he was looking for. He stepped in and ran to his older self.

"Big bro, did you forget about your fight?" he asked.

Link turned around and smiled. Most of the Smashers thought it weird that he let Young Link call him that. Link enjoyed it and he could tell his younger version enjoyed it too. Young Link found it great having someone to look up to, even if he knew he was going to be him some day.

"No, I haven't little brother," he replied.

He then noticed Yoshi was gone. His mind was too busy thinking about the new couple, Marth and Zelda. The training didn't help much. Young Link looked at his big brother and thought love is a complicated thing. News of the couple had spread fast through the Smashers.

"Thanks," Link yelled as he ran to the transporters. The transporters were first introduced in the first tournament. Instead of walking to the arena, they used these. Just punch in the code and there you are.

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