Roy : *Stands alone* Umm . . . . .well you see. . . . .Argentium. . .

Elasxa : o.o YOU ATE HER!

Roy : O.o;; WHAT!? I'm only a disclaimer and I am not a Hannibal.

Elasxa : It's a Cannibal

Roy : . . . . .Well they Rhyme ok!? Anyway Argentium doesn't own anything and has written this purely out of her own fetish at getting reviews, so uh. . . . yeah ¬.¬;; sad-act.

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Chapter 9 : Downsized

BANG. "Let me out." BANG, "Let me out." BANG, "Let me out." BANG

And so it had gone on for about an hour. Constantly the same, a rhythm that wouldn't go away, I was exhausted, but I refused to talk to Marth, and the only thing blocking my exit was Elasxa and Roy, who I could clearly hear enjoying themselves in many inappropriate manners.

"Look, Jasmine, maybe if we talked." Marth tried for about the sixth time in the space of five minutes. I refused to even dignify that remark with a response and carried on, banging and ordering Elasxa in the same monotone. If I weren't so stubborn, I would have stopped, because to be honest, I was giving myself a nasty headache. I slowly slid to the floor, and crouched before the door, bang, bang, bang.

"Seriously Jasmine, we need to talk." That was IT. "NO, we DON'T." My voice shuddered quietly and perilously. "No, Jasmine, we do have to. Elasxa locked us together in here for a reason, to make out, I mean! Make up! Make up!" he stammered. The urge to yell 'pervert' or 'hentai' riled around in my mind, as I gave him to look that said, 'No sale!' and went back to rhythmically banging the national anthem of the USA.

"Jasmine, I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?" I growled.

"I'm sorry for the other day, before the weekend, on Friday when I got mad with you." He said, in a sort of sighing, whiney way that (had I been a cat) raised my hackles with the sheer irritation. "Urgh." I muttered dimly, still banging at the door.

"I mean, I was just worried for you, and it made me angry that you sunk as low as Zelda to turn back on her like that." As he murmured this in that apologetic way, I leapt into the attack. "WHAT? WHAT!? WHAAAAAAT!?"

("Oh I think it's going rather well, don't you?" Elasxa observed positively)

"SUNK!? LOW!? GAH! GRAAUUGH!!" My words became a large and complicated jumble that was only determinable by short, loud, single syllable sounds. I was past angry, I was now furious, and that damn shadow had decided it was party time.

So after five minutes, three chairs lay in ruins, beneath various walls after being flung, two desks were upturned, and there was a rather large chunk out of a poster. Marth, having almost had heart failure, was now cornered and was staring up at me, looking with a mixture of fear and curiosity. "How do you do that?" He whispered. I had no idea what he was talking about, but had I looked in a mirror at that point, I would have been met with Jasmine who had bright, shining lilac eyes, lavender coloured skin and hair that billowed around her like it does when you are underwater.

"I'm not doing anything special." I snarled, not noticing the multi-toned voice that came from my mouth, and seemed to hiss with a before and after echo.

"Jasmine, what has happened to you?" Marth winced as he said this. "I don't know, ask God!" I roared. "I think you should calm down, what are you doing to yourself?"

"What do you mean?" I blinked. "Can't you see yourself, your hair, your skin . . . . .your eyes." I suddenly clicked onto what he meant. I gasped. Not again, please. I stopped advancing on him and stood, feeling suddenly extremely vulnerable. I looked from side to side, when I caught my reflection in the mirror. It was horrifying, and I immediately burst into tears. I felt Marth come forward and stand in front of me. Although, sadness and sudden shock didn't release me at all from this trap, it made it worse. Except this time, I felt as if my voice was fading away and I was choking into the depths of my own soul. I heard Marth crying out and a door open. I wanted light, I needed light.

"Light! LIGHT!" I screamed, although I couldn't hear myself. My back ached so much, my rib cage felt like it wanted to explode.

"Light . . . . .," I sobbed. "Sunlight . . ."

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Elasxa and Roy burst into the classroom, after they had heard Marth crying out about something to do with Jasmine changing into something else. They gasped simultaneously as they came across a very different looking Jasmine. It was Jasmine no mistake, she had just completely changed colour. Her skin was pale lavender, her eyes shone like lilac flames and her hair seemed to float around her face. She was bent double as if fighting for control.

"This is the worst one I've seen." Laxy gulped. "WHAT? You mean this has happened before?" Marth frowned venomously. "You need to tell someone you guys, this is really serious. What happened to her."

"SUNLIGHT." A voice called out, it seemed from no where, the creature standing in Jasmine's place had its mouth firmly shut. The voice seemed to fly around them, the volume not quite decided on whether to stay the same, or to keep echoing. "For the love of CHRIST-ist-ist, SUNlight" It screeched, wailing around the room, as Jasmine's clothes seemed to melt together before forming a long flowing black dress.

"That's Jasmine, she's trapped in there. Obviously, the transformation thing isn't complete, but we have to stop it before it is, I really don't want to know what that creature can do when it's prepared and it decides to wake up and completely take over." Elasxa warned.

"This is the worst case of schizophrenia I have EVER seen." Roy commented.

"We have to get her out of here, into the courtyard or something, before everyone sees!" Marth said desperately. "What can we do to hide THAT." Roy cried. "We need to act before she is completely taken over, but about now, everyone is coming down from the matches and she'll be seen, and I do NOT know how to explain this one."

"I'll second that." Elasxa sighed.

"I will walk with Jasmine, you two go ahead, do what you do best and cause a diversion." Marth said quickly, taking his cloak off and wrapping it around the form of the strange woman (formerly known as Jasmine)

Roy was on the verge of objection when Elasxa suddenly grabbed him. "I have the perfect plan, quickly! NOW!" They darted out of the room. Marth looked at 'Jasmine' deep into the shining violet eyes. He noticed that they were still slightly blue. "Come on Jaz, keep fighting, you can't let it take you over now."

The mouth of the being opened before it snapped its head forward unexpectedly and bit at Marth's nose, before laughing manically. All right, that was the last straw.

A small goomba (ugly, angry looking mushroom thingy from Mario land in case you didn't know like me until about 3 minutes ago) named Joe, was the school janitor. He stayed out of the way of most of the students, especially a short fat one with a moustache. Not many exciting things happened to Joe, apart from trying to clean the floor by moving the mop with your mouth. Again he was in a deserted hall, polishing the trophy cabinet.

Now the thing about Joe is that he is slightly unobservant due to his boring lifestyle, exciting things just seem to zoom by unnoticed, probably greatly helping the fact that students frequently got away with leaving putrid stink bombs. So it was no disturbance what so ever when a young man with blue hair, ran past carrying a screaming, kicking purple girl under his arm. Joe yawned and read the name on a shield. 'Sheik - winner of the Shadow championships 2000, our then #big# head boy.'

Joe readjusted his cap, seeing if that would trigger his brain into figuring out why this sentence was wrong, and trying to block out the little voice telling him that something extremely odd had just passed by. "Big-head boy?" he mumbled.

"Come ON Roy, hurry, hurry, I can't take all this weight myself!"

"I'm the one taking most of the weight." Elasxa said, taking her hand away from the box she was supporting to wipe her forehead. It didn't go down one inch from its original position, pointing to the fact that Elasxa was not doing any of the work.

"Right, we need to wait till everyone comes down the steps and turns away." Elasxa said looking into the box. "They seriously won't know what hit them." She grinned.

"How on earth did you find out about the store room place?"

"Oh you know me and Jaz, decided to have a homosexual make out session and found it during a steamy encounter."

"Oh right," Roy chuckled . . . . "YOU WHAT?"

"I'm joking, babe, right, prepare yourself for the tipping of the box." She cackled evilly. She heard voices coming from the stairwell but they were not yet in view. Roy twitched and fidgeted impatiently, hardly able to hold the heavy box any longer.

Donkey Kong and Bowser came into view first, soon followed by Fox and Jigglypuff. "NOW!!!" Laxy hissed, heaving over the box. Dozens and dozens of frowning mushroom sped towards the crowd at high 'shroom speeds. Elasxa laughed hysterically at her prank, and quickly with Roy ran into the detention hall, of course not before fire-balling the box so that it disintegrated in a cloud of smoke, hiding the evidence. They watched around the doorframe as the first poisoned mushroom hit it's mark.

Marth was waiting for the crowd to go away or turn around at this distraction or something, when he blinked and they were completely gone. This was most strange to say the least. Many high-pitched squeals suddenly filled the hall and Marth looked down to see that everyone was still there, but they were completely shrunk. He laughed, as he ran forward, supporting the purple girl in his arms. 'Laxy is definitely a criminal mastermind,' he chuckled inwardly. He easily dodged the gaze of any of the quite seriously downsized smashers as they were far too wrapped up in their suddenly chibified worlds.

He finally reached the door into the courtyard and kicked it open; he was about to run out when a dragging force suddenly stopped him. The creature in his arms had clamped its hands to the sides of the doorframe and was having none of it. He tugged forward and it hissed, snapping at any part of him that it could reach with its mouth. Marth somehow managed to smile. "Jasmine . . ." he strained, "Save that till later." He grinned. 'Jasmine' hissed viciously and let go to claw at his face. Marth tumbled forward and fell, pushing the also falling creature out of the shadows. The sun touched the skin of one arm as it managed to stop itself.

It screeched loudly as it steamed and turned normal pink again. Something was beginning to bulge on it's back and the teeth were like sharp pointed fangs. As it got to a crouching position, Marth surged forward and toppled it off balance, flying into the sunlight. There was an ear-splitting scream and a cloud of purple dust snaked its way from the body and away into the shade. The true Jasmine now lay on the stones, breathing slowly.

Marth crawled over and turned her over, she was just sleeping. He sighed with relief.

"HEY! HEY!"

The blue haired prince looked up, alarmed. "What the HELL are you doing to my girlfriend, and where has she been all afternoon, what have you been doing to her?" Link had charged full speed out of the building, looking absolutely livid. The mushrooms effect must have worn off, Marth figured, now faced with this problem.

"Link, it's not how it looks." He found himself saying. Stupid thing to say really, it's what they all say. This of course triggered that natural and beautiful reaction in Link that they call drama! He grabbed Marth by the collar of his shirt, pulling him up off the flagstones. "If you have touched or tried to violate her in anyway, I will nail one end of your entrails to a tree and make you walk around it, tying yourself up in your own GIZZARD!"

Marth thought about this for a moment, before vowing to himself that he would never touch or try to violate Jasmine in any way. It wasn't that likely that he'd been planning to but there you go!

"Link! Stop! You don't understand." Elasxa said urgently, taking off into a corner. Marth, who had slowly and mercilessly been dragged up into the air, dropped like a stone and tried very hard to breathe. Roy walked over and patted him on the back. "That'll do, Marth, That'll do."

"I should bloody well hope so." He grimaced.

"It was the worse one ever, she completely transformed, I mean, everything changed, but it wasn't quite complete. So it wasn't too drastic, but she gets nasty." Laxy told Link, who was breathing deeply and throwing sharp, pointy dagger looks at Marth, who was readjusting his collar.

"So what the hell did HE have to do with it, what was he doing spying on her."

"I'm afraid, that was what got it started, it was a mixture of me, Marth and Roy. Me and Roy were trying to get them to make friends again by locking the up together in classroom 6, but it backfired and she went ballistic."

"WHAT!?" Link blurted, hardly able to contain himself. "What if they had done something together in the classroom!? What then?" Elasxa stared up at him, her face a mixture of concern and disappointment. "Where is your trust?" She whispered, frowning at him, her green eyes searching his face.

"I'm sorry . . . .the whole thing, just . . . . .gave me a shock, that's all. I mean, being shrunk and then finding your girlfriend sprawled across a courtyard isn't the best way to make someone cheery."

Elasxa leaned back, but the frown still adorned her face, framed by the neck length blood red hair. "All right then, but just to let you know, Jasmine is far more faithful than you obviously think." She muttered, walking over to help the stirring Jasmine up to sit on the edge of the fountain.

"Oh my goodness, I thought I'd never come out again."

"From where?" Roy asked.

Jasmine stared up at him with a haunted look in her eyes. "The darkness." She told him. Link walked over, knelt down and embraced her. Jaz seemed a little taken aback but pleased none the less and held him tightly. Elasxa turned just in time to see Marth give a disappointed look and turn away.

"You know, you should thank Marth, he saved you, not us." Laxy said, giving Link a warning look, before he retaliated. Jasmine left his hold and walked up to Marth who looked down at her.

'Perfect couple' Roy thought, as Laxy most likely thought the same, accompanied with a soft sigh.

"Umm . . . . . Thank you Marth and . . . . . .I'm sorry."

"So am I." He said, before leaning forward and hugging her tightly. Link pretended that a cloud was extremely educational, giving Elasxa the opportunity to look. Marth closed his eyes and took in a deep breath of Jasmine's hair, which he secretly stroked behind her back.

Elasxa smiled. 'So . . . . . He does still love her.'

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*Yawn* I stayed up late to write that for you my loves. So please review, because I really appreciate it. Night night!