(A/N: Despite the fact that no one has reviewed in a while, I figured I might as well write another chapter, just in case people are reading and not reviewing for some ungodly reason. I suppose it might have something to do with the fact that there are quite a few original characters in this fic, so I shall endeavor to explain them in brief. Granted, you should just go and read my old fics instead…

The toy dimension: first appeared in A Mysterious Story (3rd fic); obviously not an original character but still important. Action figure versions of nearly every famous figure live there, including versions of the smashers themselves. The dimension is led by Master Hand, and vice-led (or something) by Juvenor.

Master: first appeared in A Mysterious Story; Master Hand's original form. When someone of M.H.'s race dies, his or her soul goes into the closest object, which was Master's dismembered hand. For more details, read the fic.

Juvenor: first identified in A Mysterious Story; Master's son. He was killed in an accident and assumed the body of an action figure of a boy with a powerful gun.

Clyne: first appeared in Prelude to War (5th fic); best friend of Juvenor. He is incredibly talented with a staff.

Aelali: first appeared in Total War (6th fic). He was the assistant to the powerful Anomaly, who attempted to take over the toy dimension. As was explained in the prologue, Aelali was created by Emerald, who also created Anomaly. Aelali has magical powers that are not yet fully known. And, he was named by The Skiver.

Emerald, Crazy Clyne, and Thyra have all been introduced in this fic; you're not missing anything there.

There, that's all you get. If you're still confused, go read my other fics. If there's another reason you're not reviewing…then…review and tell me.)

Chapter 4: Dangerous Territory

Clyne groaned and opened his eyes. He found himself elaborately immobilized by various metal restraints. Looking around further, he realized that Crazy Clyne had suspended him about halfway up the wall in a huge empty room. His staff was lying on the ground below his feet, obviously to taunt him. Suddenly, Crazy Clyne appeared in the middle of the room in a flash of light.

"Your friends are very worried about you," Crazy Clyne taunted. "I'm sure they'll walk right into my traps."

"Leave them alone!"

"I have no intention of doing that. Not after what they did to Crazy Hand."

"He attacked them! What were they supposed to do?"

"Die. Just like everyone else Crazy Hand is assigned to-" Crazy Clyne stopped, realizing he'd said too much.

"Assigned? By whom?"

Crazy Clyne laughed. "You're not in a position to be asking questions, little man." And with that, he vanished.

The smashers stared in shock at the space that Crazy Clyne had previously occupied.

"Eccentrica? Crazy Hand the leader? And an evil Clyne?" Falco sighed in frustration.

"This is not looking good," Roy concluded.

"So what should we do about Clyne?" Ganondorf asked.

"Whata do you mean, whata should wea do?" Mario glared. "Wea save hima."

"And walk into his trap? I don't think that's such a good idea. Besides, if he's anything like Crazy Hand, he'll keep Clyne alive just for fun," Ganondorf retorted.

"I guess that's true. But what's our other option?" Kirby wondered. "What are we going to do, sneak in the back way?"

"Well…" Thyra spoke again. "I do know of another way in, but it's very dangerous."

"More dangerous than Crazy Clyne?" Fox wondered.

"We'll see," Thyra replied, then started to run. "Follow me!" she called.

The smashers looked at each other, and sighed. They went to catch up with the mysterious woman.

Crazy Clyne laughed as he watched the smashers from his window. "So, they think they can outsmart me, hmm? This should be fun…"

Thyra ran forward and disappeared into a foggy swamplike area. Having ran faster than any of the smashers cared to, she was well into the swamp by the time the smashers entered the fog and regained sight of her. She was in the midst of a heated battle with what appeared to be some sort of swamp monster. More or less humanoid, the brownish green beast was no match for Thyra's speed and red darts.

"What was that?" Peach gasped.

"A swamp monster. There'll be a lot of them; we need to be prepared," Thyra replied. "Follow me, and be faster."

The smashers followed and ran into quite a few varieties of monsters, including frogs, snakes, more monsters, and very large insects.

"How much longer?" Young Link complained.

"I think we're-"

Thyra's reply was interrupted by a loud screech coming from underneath the murky water. Ominous bubbles and ripples began to appear.

"Maybe we should have walked into Crazy Clyne's trap," Game & Watch muttered as he watched the surface.

A voice came from behind them: "You did!"

The smashers whirled around to identify the voice but saw no one. Turning around, they saw a huge red tentacled leviathan erupt from the depths. Before anyone could react, a thick, slimy tentacle snaked forward and grabbed Thyra, pulling her down underwater.

"No!" Marth shouted.

"Pika!" yelled the Pokemon.

"Now how are we going to get out of this swamp?" Ganondorf sighed, echoing the others' fears. Even if they could defeat this monster, how could they find Clyne and his crazy counterpart?

(A/N: Dun dun dun. Maybe people will review this chapter; thanks to the two of you who have already.)