Chapter 7
The Calling

Link starred out of his window. It was a dark night. As he lay there, awake in his bed, he wondered what would happen in the next few days. If one of the old-guys wanted him out of there, what was there to make anyone think that the others wouldn't try something as well? There were too many old guys for the smashers to take on alone. They'd need some serious help.
As he thought about these things, another scary thought entered his mind. The old gamers didn't have the intelligence to move against the new ones on their own. Someone... Or something... had to be leading them. But who, or what, was doing it? Link sat straight up in bed as he thought about this.

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Kirby snored loudly. He was having a fascinating dream about a talking piece of cake and his wife, a talking can of soda. Suddenly, his beautiful dream was interrupted by a voice shouting loudly in his ear. "KIRBY!" the voice boomed.
Kirby jumped right out of bed. He looked around the room, but nobody was there. He looked out the window. It was still night. "Gibbykawabaderb?" he asked.
"COME TO ME, KIRBY!" the voice boomed again.
Kirby jumped into the air and turned around. Nobody was behind him either. He listened carefully. "COME!" the voice boomed. Kirby heard the voice coming from outside his open window, so he went to see who was calling him.
Nobody was outside.
"THIS WAY!" it shouted, from the forest.
"Fwabby," Kirby muttered, then floated off toward the forest.

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"What IS that!?" Fox asked as he propelled himself down the side of the walls. He had heard a voice calling him toward the forest.
"FOX, GO FASTER!" the voice commanded.
"This guy's pushy..." Fox stated.
He finally reached the ground floor and started running off toward the forest.
"THAT'S IT, COME!" the voice stated.
"STOP SHOUTING!" Fox commanded, "I HEARD YOU THE FIRST TIME!!"
He stopped for a moment, and when he heard no voice tell him to keep moving, he went on. "Good job," he muttered.

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Link couldn't help but check this out. When he heard the voice calling to him, he had leapt from his first-story room window, called Epona and sped into the wood to find what was calling him.
"YOU'VE FALTERED," the voice stated. "TO YOUR LEFT!"
Link directed Epona accordingly and kept straight forward, his sword constantly ready. This was too much like a trap to be completely trusting of.

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Falco put another ten watts through Mr. Game and Watch. "Stop playing games with us!! Who sent you!?" he demanded. Mr. Game and Watch bleeped. "Translation please?" Falco asked.
"The computer says that he says that the Master sent him," Slippy replied.
"The same bullshit answer as last time. Didn't I tell you to stop playing games? WHO IS THE MASTER!!!" Falco demanded, setting the voltage on his tazer to 20 watts.
Mr. Game and Watch blipped. "The Master is... Mika? What's a Mika?" Slippy asked.
"Tell us!" Falco shouted, zapping Mr. Game and Watch with 30 watts. He blipped.
"Mika is... the Master..." Slippy stated.
"What a bunch of help that was. Ok then, WHAT is a Mika!" Falco demanded.
A great bleep sounded from Mr. Game and Watch.
"He says... no??" Slippy stated.
"This is going to be a long night..." Falco stated.

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Kirby looked down into the clearing. He looked down to see...
A hand!!! What was it doing there? "WABBA!" Kirby shouted, as he formed his body into a rock and descended on the hand.
"AAH!" a familiar voice shouted. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"
Kirby muttered a grunt of confusion. He looked over at the thing he had just hit...
He had hit it right in a gaping wound. Magical energies were pouring from it. It was growing thinner and thinner.
"At long last, I get to see one of you creeps for myself!" Fox shouted. He had his blaster leveled, ready to blow the hand to smithereens.
"Prepare to meet your maker!" Link said, sword drawn, edging toward the hand.
"Go ahead, kill me. You'll get nothing if you do," the hand stated, not as loudly as before.
"Excuse me?" Fox demanded.
"Can you not see that I am dieing?" the hand asked him.
"So why did you gather us three here?" Link said, putting two and two together.
"I have been betrayed," the hand stated.
"Explain," Fox said, still mistrusting.
"The Master Hand has... betrayed... me," the hand said.
"How?" Link asked.
"When I tried to defeat you before and failed, the Master Hand gave me a second chance to come up with a plan. Trying to please my Master, I organized those with the most hate against you to move," he explained.
"That would explain Mr. Game and Watch," Fox stated. "Falco's going to want to hear this."
"There's more," the hand said.
"Before we continue, who ARE you?" Link asked.
"My name is Mika," the hand replied.

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"This babbling needs to stop," Falco stated. "Who and what is Mika!?" he demanded. His tazer was set for 100 watts, and Mr. Game and Watch was giving off smoke. It weakly blipped.
"Mika is his Master, a Hand," Slippy said.
"And the circle begins again... What is a hand!?" Falco demanded. When Mr. Game and Watch's code translated to panting, Falco zapped him with 100 watts. "Answer!"
Slippy read off the answer that he had been getting for the past hour and a half whenever Falco had asked this question. "The Master's race," he stated, frustrated.
"Man, shoot! Look, give me a straight answer," he started, putting his blaster to the black expanses head, "Or I blow your head off!"

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"Ha, this guy sounds like your average unoriginal villain... He stabs you in the back and steals your idea?" Fox asked.
"Basically, yes. He will try again, so... be... cautious," Mika warned the three.
"And why have you decided to tell the three of us?" Link asked.
"You three are the only ones with power strong enough to defeat Master Hand. Of all the Smashers, you three are my only chance for revenge," Mika told them. His white glove was nearly empty.
"How are you talking, anyway? You have no mouth!" Fox commented.
"Telekinesis. It decreases my power to use the magic energy required, but that doesn't matter much right now, does it?" Mika stated.
"I guess this is the end then?" Fox asked.
"More or less, it is," Mika told him.
"Thanks for the info. than. We'll get your revenge," Fox stated.
"I feel better, now. I'm ready to rest," Mika stated. The white glove faded away, and Mika was no more.
"Guess we should head back, huh?" Fox stated.
"Sure," Link said, deep in thought.
"Wabbi!" Kirby stated, happy as could be. Link mounted and rode off and Kirby took to the air.
"Well, guess I have to walk back, too," Fox stated. Then he added, "Thanks for the ride, Link."

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Slippy tackled Falco. "Don't shoot!" he shouted. Falco pushed the frog off of him.
"Stay down, you two! He needs to die!" Falco responded.
"I don't think so!" Peppy shouted, getting to his feet again.
"Yeah, he has too much valuable information in that head of his!" Slippy added, getting up.
Falco sighed. "Guys..." he started, then decided to leave it alone. "Sorry, but I'm going to have to beat the crap out of both of you," he stated. He jumped in the air and kicked Slippy in the face. He turned to see Peppy coming at him, but the old-timer was much too slow. Falco stepped to the side and tripped him. Peppy fell face first into Slippy, knocking him off his feet as he got up. "Is this supposed to be a joke?" Falco asked. "C'mon, fight!"
Peppy and Slippy both got to their feet, panting heavily. They gave each other signals that Falco knew well. They had been taught to him as well. He expectantly put out his left arm and close-lined Peppy as he charged past, then did a thrust-kick, knocking Slippy down as he followed up on the right. Neither of the two tried to get up, so Falco decided that he had done enough. He walked over Mr. Game and Watch and pulled out his blaster. "Say good-bye!" Falco shouted, leveling his blaster to its head.
Suddenly, the door opened behind Falco. "What happened!?" Fox asked. "And... WHAT ARE YOU DOING! PUT THE GUN DOWN!"
"This guy's making me mad!" Falco said.
"So, you're just going to shoot him?" Fox asked.
"Well.. yeah," Falco said.
"Put the gun down now before I beat the living daylights out of you," Fox commanded.
"Go ahead, beat the living daylights out of me!" Falco shouted, placing his finger on the trigger.
Fox leapt at Falco, kicking the gun out of his hands. He then turned and punched Falco in the face. Falco shouted out in rage, then rushed back at Fox. He tried to kick Fox in the face, but was immediately cut off by Fox's heel. Fox pulled his own blaster out, turned the power almost all the way down and shot Falco in the head. The bird crumpled, and Fox rushed over to see if he was still alive. He was breathing heavily. Fox could tell that he'd be all right, though, so he went over to see how Slippy and Peppy were doing. They'd live, too. Good. Fox went to the brig to chain Falco up, just to make sure he wouldn't try anything while they were all sleeping. Then, he placed Slippy and Peppy in the medical quarters and proceeded to return to the hotel so that he could rest.

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The sun shone brightly as Kirby stood in the arena. Yoshi glared back at him, ready to fight.
"Ready?" Roy asked, over the microphone.
Kirby glared back at Yoshi. He was letting himself get angry for no apparent reason. He would need every last bit of anger to defeat the Master Hand, so he might as well start practicing the build up now.
"Set," Roy continued. He walked over to Marth and whispered in his ear.
Kirby turned red. His anger was at its full height now. Whose fault was it that he was angry like this in the first place? He looked around as he wondered about this, and as he glanced around, he caught a glimpse of Yoshi. It was HIS fault!
"GO!" Marth shouted, and with full fury, Kirby bolted forward.

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It's me again! This isn't exactly my best piece of work, but I had to put the whole thing in here sooner or later, and it was getting to the point where I wouldn't get an opening if I didn't put it in now. So, I just... did.
Anyway, the next chapter won't be this much crap. I promise. Until then!
-The Angelic