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Chapter 1: Melee Maniacs Convention
"Are you up for this, Max?" said Kira.
"Of course I am! Let's go kick some butt!"
"Hey, guys!" said Sam, who was Max's brother, "I hope I'm not late!"
"Not at all! I was just heading to the finals!"
"Listen, remember that mute girl who used to be seen around school in the past few months? She hasn't been seen by anyone since about a month now!"
"Sam, you worry a lot. She probably just moved away or something!"
The three entered the tournament screen, "Not one more word about Leona!" said Max.
Max smiled at the others, and got up, walking to the Game Cube.
"Guys!" said Kevin, the tournament organizer, "This is the final round! Max vs. myself! The winner gets the grand prize: The Platinum Game Cube!"
Max grinned even more. Platinum or not, he was sure to get it.
Grabbing the controller, he moved the cursor to the empty spot underneath Falco and to the left of Pichu. Kevin picked Captain Falcon, and Max just pressed the A-Button.
The crowd went silent.
The selection was Roy.
The stage was Final Destination.
C. Falcon charged at Roy, using his forward B move. Roy countered it with his down B move, sending C. Falcon flying back.
"You're good, for a beginner!" said Kevin, charging at Roy again.
Max prepared himself for any tactics, to counter the attack. C. Falcon ran it him, and he countered.
C. Falcon didn't attack right away. Instead, he waited a second and attacked, making sure that Roy's counter time was over.
Max groaned as he tried to make his way back on stage. A home-run bat landed, and C. Falcon went to pick it up.
Roy ran straight toward C. Falcon, who started the home-run move, only to dodge it at the last possible moment, leaving C. Falcon open.
C. Falcon was hit away, and was trying to get back up on the stage, but Roy had a Pokéball, and threw it straight at his foe, "Not coming back!"
Captain Falcon was defeated, and Roy was the champion of the tournament.
Max smiled and raised his hand. Kevin slammed the joystick down onto the ground.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," said Max, "Or else you'd face some dire consequences!"
"You tell him!" shouted his brother, Sam.
Kevin stood in front of Max, "Are you threatening me?"
"Hey, Kevin, I'm just saying that...your joypad might not work as good, that's all!"
"You'd better watch your mouth, boy!" said Kevin, poking Max on the chest, hard.
Kevin walked away, "That was rude," said Max.
A few minutes later, they were ready to leave.
Leaving the building with a brand new Game Cube, he looked up at the sky, surprised.
"What's going on here?" said Kira, "The sky was clear a short while ago!"
The sky was dusty, way too dusty for the city.
It was like...they were in the middle of the desert!
From the blackness formed by the sandstorm, the three could see a silhouette. No, several!
"Yo, there!" shouted the stranger, "You'd know better than to walk in this time of night!"
"It's only 6 pm!" replied Max, squinting to see his watch.
"Maybe so, but it sure looks like night to me!"
Max tried backing up, along with Sam and Kira, only to be stopped by the bodies of three very large people.
He was pushed forward, and the leader of the gang spoke, "Now, give me all you've got, and that thing you're carrying, and I'll spare y'all!"
"And if I don't?" said Max, trying to sound tough.
"We'll just have to take it from you!" he turned to face Kira, "You wouldn't want anything...bad happening to her, would you?" he caressed her face, and she slapped his hand away.
He was impressed by her strength, "Maybe someone ought to teach you some manners, girl!"
"Bring it on!" she shouted, "I alone can take on all of you!"
The leader smiled, "I'm Bubba, leader of the Dark Hell Gang. I'll take all you've got, whether you like it or not!"
Max attacked the gangster behind him, flipping him over and slamming him on the ground. Hard.
Kira kicked back, right on the gangster's groin, knocking him out cold.
Two gangsters grabbed Sam and started running off when they were thrown back.
A bright light appeared through the dust, and a familiar voice came, "Let them go,"
Bubba looked at the direction of the noise, "Show yourself, if you dare!"
A silhouette appeared, "Let them go. If you want a fight, you're going to have to pick one with me!"
"Who might you be? Come close enough for me to see your sorry hide!"
He moved in closer, but not close enough for the gangsters to see who he was.
Bubba was pissed off, "That's it, your ass is mine!"
Bubba charged at the mysterious person, only to be knocked back onto his gangster friends.
"That mutha! I'll show him!" shouted Bubba, getting up.
The person ran up to the middle of the circle of gangsters and started attacking them.
First off, the fat gangster tried to use his weight against his attacker, only to get a kick in the face, and a low blow.
The gangster fell back, out cold.
Next were four gangsters who tried to use their numbers against him.
The one on his right got a kick in the face, crushing it. The powerful attacker then backflipped in midair, throwing the gangsters in front of him and behind him unconscious.
Bubba got up behind the attacker, who was facing the last other standing gangster and holding a sword at his throat.
Sensing Bubba behind him, he quickly drew his blaster and aimed it at his head, "Don't move!"
Bubba gulped. This guy was unnaturally good to beat his gang.
"Max, get the hell out of here!" shouted Master Link, now that Max could see him clearly, "I'll meet with you later at the shop around the corner!"
When the three were gone, Master Link looked at Bubba and his henchman, "Since I do believe in a fair fight," he slit the henchman's throat, "I'd love to see what you could do!"
Bubba smiled, and raised his hand.
...and snapped his fingers.
A dozen more gangsters surrounded Master Link, "Let's see how much of a fair fight you could handle!"
Master Link just stood in the alley as the dust was dying down, and a masked figure appeared, his sword unsheathed.
"Unknown Warrior, I can handle this, thank you!"
"Suit yourself," he replied, "I'll be at the coffee shop around the corner!" and walked off.
The thirteen gangsters, including Bubba, were circling around Master Link like lions to their prey, "Time to die!"
Master Link scoffed, "Here goes nothing! LIGHT BLAST!"
The deadly attack knocked all the gangsters off their feet, nearly frying them.
Bubba flew right into the dumpster, which was set on fire right away.
Master Link reformed, and landed on his knees, breathing hard, "If you mess with anybody again, remember that I'm watching you!"
Master Link got up, and started walking to the shop he promised to meet Max and Unknown warrior at.
Unknown to him, someone was watching him with fascination. Someone who was almost surprised by his fighting techniques. Almost.
"Interesting," that person said, "I think I'll have to get to know you better!"
Chapter 1: Melee Maniacs Convention
"Are you up for this, Max?" said Kira.
"Of course I am! Let's go kick some butt!"
"Hey, guys!" said Sam, who was Max's brother, "I hope I'm not late!"
"Not at all! I was just heading to the finals!"
"Listen, remember that mute girl who used to be seen around school in the past few months? She hasn't been seen by anyone since about a month now!"
"Sam, you worry a lot. She probably just moved away or something!"
The three entered the tournament screen, "Not one more word about Leona!" said Max.
Max smiled at the others, and got up, walking to the Game Cube.
"Guys!" said Kevin, the tournament organizer, "This is the final round! Max vs. myself! The winner gets the grand prize: The Platinum Game Cube!"
Max grinned even more. Platinum or not, he was sure to get it.
Grabbing the controller, he moved the cursor to the empty spot underneath Falco and to the left of Pichu. Kevin picked Captain Falcon, and Max just pressed the A-Button.
The crowd went silent.
The selection was Roy.
The stage was Final Destination.
C. Falcon charged at Roy, using his forward B move. Roy countered it with his down B move, sending C. Falcon flying back.
"You're good, for a beginner!" said Kevin, charging at Roy again.
Max prepared himself for any tactics, to counter the attack. C. Falcon ran it him, and he countered.
C. Falcon didn't attack right away. Instead, he waited a second and attacked, making sure that Roy's counter time was over.
Max groaned as he tried to make his way back on stage. A home-run bat landed, and C. Falcon went to pick it up.
Roy ran straight toward C. Falcon, who started the home-run move, only to dodge it at the last possible moment, leaving C. Falcon open.
C. Falcon was hit away, and was trying to get back up on the stage, but Roy had a Pokéball, and threw it straight at his foe, "Not coming back!"
Captain Falcon was defeated, and Roy was the champion of the tournament.
Max smiled and raised his hand. Kevin slammed the joystick down onto the ground.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," said Max, "Or else you'd face some dire consequences!"
"You tell him!" shouted his brother, Sam.
Kevin stood in front of Max, "Are you threatening me?"
"Hey, Kevin, I'm just saying that...your joypad might not work as good, that's all!"
"You'd better watch your mouth, boy!" said Kevin, poking Max on the chest, hard.
Kevin walked away, "That was rude," said Max.
A few minutes later, they were ready to leave.
Leaving the building with a brand new Game Cube, he looked up at the sky, surprised.
"What's going on here?" said Kira, "The sky was clear a short while ago!"
The sky was dusty, way too dusty for the city.
It was like...they were in the middle of the desert!
From the blackness formed by the sandstorm, the three could see a silhouette. No, several!
"Yo, there!" shouted the stranger, "You'd know better than to walk in this time of night!"
"It's only 6 pm!" replied Max, squinting to see his watch.
"Maybe so, but it sure looks like night to me!"
Max tried backing up, along with Sam and Kira, only to be stopped by the bodies of three very large people.
He was pushed forward, and the leader of the gang spoke, "Now, give me all you've got, and that thing you're carrying, and I'll spare y'all!"
"And if I don't?" said Max, trying to sound tough.
"We'll just have to take it from you!" he turned to face Kira, "You wouldn't want anything...bad happening to her, would you?" he caressed her face, and she slapped his hand away.
He was impressed by her strength, "Maybe someone ought to teach you some manners, girl!"
"Bring it on!" she shouted, "I alone can take on all of you!"
The leader smiled, "I'm Bubba, leader of the Dark Hell Gang. I'll take all you've got, whether you like it or not!"
Max attacked the gangster behind him, flipping him over and slamming him on the ground. Hard.
Kira kicked back, right on the gangster's groin, knocking him out cold.
Two gangsters grabbed Sam and started running off when they were thrown back.
A bright light appeared through the dust, and a familiar voice came, "Let them go,"
Bubba looked at the direction of the noise, "Show yourself, if you dare!"
A silhouette appeared, "Let them go. If you want a fight, you're going to have to pick one with me!"
"Who might you be? Come close enough for me to see your sorry hide!"
He moved in closer, but not close enough for the gangsters to see who he was.
Bubba was pissed off, "That's it, your ass is mine!"
Bubba charged at the mysterious person, only to be knocked back onto his gangster friends.
"That mutha! I'll show him!" shouted Bubba, getting up.
The person ran up to the middle of the circle of gangsters and started attacking them.
First off, the fat gangster tried to use his weight against his attacker, only to get a kick in the face, and a low blow.
The gangster fell back, out cold.
Next were four gangsters who tried to use their numbers against him.
The one on his right got a kick in the face, crushing it. The powerful attacker then backflipped in midair, throwing the gangsters in front of him and behind him unconscious.
Bubba got up behind the attacker, who was facing the last other standing gangster and holding a sword at his throat.
Sensing Bubba behind him, he quickly drew his blaster and aimed it at his head, "Don't move!"
Bubba gulped. This guy was unnaturally good to beat his gang.
"Max, get the hell out of here!" shouted Master Link, now that Max could see him clearly, "I'll meet with you later at the shop around the corner!"
When the three were gone, Master Link looked at Bubba and his henchman, "Since I do believe in a fair fight," he slit the henchman's throat, "I'd love to see what you could do!"
Bubba smiled, and raised his hand.
...and snapped his fingers.
A dozen more gangsters surrounded Master Link, "Let's see how much of a fair fight you could handle!"
Master Link just stood in the alley as the dust was dying down, and a masked figure appeared, his sword unsheathed.
"Unknown Warrior, I can handle this, thank you!"
"Suit yourself," he replied, "I'll be at the coffee shop around the corner!" and walked off.
The thirteen gangsters, including Bubba, were circling around Master Link like lions to their prey, "Time to die!"
Master Link scoffed, "Here goes nothing! LIGHT BLAST!"
The deadly attack knocked all the gangsters off their feet, nearly frying them.
Bubba flew right into the dumpster, which was set on fire right away.
Master Link reformed, and landed on his knees, breathing hard, "If you mess with anybody again, remember that I'm watching you!"
Master Link got up, and started walking to the shop he promised to meet Max and Unknown warrior at.
Unknown to him, someone was watching him with fascination. Someone who was almost surprised by his fighting techniques. Almost.
"Interesting," that person said, "I think I'll have to get to know you better!"
