Chapter Three
Link leaped quickly over Falcon as he sent a flaming punch forward. Landing behind Falcon, he sent his sword to his opponent's leg. Falcon nimbly back-flipped away from the attack, sending himself then to Link's back with a flaming kick. Link was sent tumbling forward, yelling out as he tumbled across the ground. He found himself with one arm hanging off a ledge. He then remembered something about this ledge.
Link got slowly to his feet, rubbing his head. Falcon smirked, dashing toward the dazed swordsman. Link then stumbled backwards, falling off the ledge. Falcon stopped, walking to the edge. "What an idiot... I guess he wasn't as smart as they say." He then looked down the ledge, being sent flying backwards from a strong blow to the face from Link's shield. Link landed nimbly back on the ledge, seeing Falcon tumble into the lower section of the temple.
Link then jumped down to follow, as he was soon leaping out of this place, tunic burned in a line across the chest. Falcon followed, holding a small silver gun. Link quickly turned, firing an arrow at Falcon. The arrow was quickly turned to dust by a laser shot, as Link rolled quickly to the side, dodging the beam. "Shoot! I don't think this will be very good!" Link started to back away, as Falcon smirked, pointing his ray gun forward once more, firing the gun toward Link. Link gasped, the beam shooting toward him faster than Falcon could ever run. He continued backing up, as he saw the beam's flash.
Link saw the beam just barely fly over his nose, as he fell hard on his backside. He sighed in relief, then looked to see what he tripped on. He saw a small metal rod with a small switch on it. He grabbed the object, looking at the hole on top. He then looked at the sides, his finger moving over a small switch. A large beam flew out of the hole, materializing to a sleek sword shape. A shot from the ray gun then hit the blade, being deflected upwards. Link, seeing this, smirked as he looked to Falcon.
Link then ran toward Falcon. Panicking, Falcon fired multiple shots at Link. Link swung the saber left and right, deflecting the shots directly at Falcon, as he yelled out in pain, hit by all of these shots, stumbling back and falling down into the lower section once more. Link smirked, about to jump down, when he saw what was below. A large hammer laid on the floor, as Falcon slowly walked over to it. Link, seeing this, gasped. He leaped down, about to stop Falcon, when he saw Falcon, smirking. He held the mallet, gripping the handle.
Link was sent flying from the small area below, landing hard near the edge of the lower hole. Link scrambled to his feet, flipping back as Falcon leaped out of the hole, still swinging the hammer. Link backed away from the hammer crazed Falcon, until he was stepping on the edge. He looked back below him, as rocks fell from the footing, falling into the abyss below. He knew he would survive, but he didn't want to lose. So, he sheathed the Master Sword, holding the beam saber with both hands. Falcon, now in range, swung hard. Link, seeing this, yelled out as he swung the saber full force.
The saber then broke, as the metal part of the beam saber shorting electricity. Link stared directly at the stick of the hammer. Falcon's eyes widened, as the hammer was now headless. Falcon looked left and right, wondering what happened to the head. Link glanced upwards, then grinned widely. Falcon, noticing his expression, also looked out, as all went black for him.
Link watched the hammer's head slam into Falcon's forehead, knocking him flat onto the ground. Link smirked, as they both disappeared from the battleground. Link found himself in a large spherical building, with seats lining the walls. This was a large stadium, and he turned, finding in the center, a large black sphere with four booths in the corners. Seko stood before Link, smiling. "So, you won! I'll bet you're wondering where you are. This is my battle stadium! You were fighting in the big sphere in the middle. It teleports fighters in using the booths." Link raised an eyebrow, looking to the sphere. "But only about 10 fighters could fit in there. And besides, we'd all be bigger than the objects!" Seko smirked. "I thought of that! The field is, of course, much bigger. This is just a camera!"
Seko noticed that Link was a bit exhausted. "Link, perhaps you should rest. Believe it or not, but it took a few hours to fight. Linkie fell asleep in the stands. Zelda put him to bed, and everyone else should be relaxing in the rooms." Link nodded, and started to walk off, but Seko stopped him. "Oh, and, Link? If passion overcomes you with Zelda at any time at night, do it in the bathroom or outside!" Link's face turned a deep red, as he turned quickly. "C-Come on, now. I would never..." Seko smirked. "Whatever you say, but women seem to go for the heroic types at times!" He then watched Link walk off, trying to hide his face. Seko chuckled lightly, walking into an open elevator door.
Link put all his equipment down next to his bed, stretching. Roy smirked, looking to Link. Roy currently wore pajamas that were white and had small flames on them. "Do you ALWAYS wear that? I hate being near guys in tights." Link smirked. "I usually wear this outside. But, since we're inside..." Link walked into a closet, as Roy heard ruffling sounds in the closet. Link then came from the small room, wearing a white short sleeved T-shirt with a Triforce picture in the middle, saying, 'Got Triforce?' He also wore gray sweatpants, and surprisingly, wore no hat, as his blonde hair spiked out in the front and sides that were usually out, but the parts inside the hat were pushed down so no hair would stick up. Roy nodded lightly, saying, "You should wear that instead of your tunic. Maybe I should find you a better outfit. I mean, who in their right mind wears TIGHTS?! And on regular occasions!" Link blushed. "Alright, I get it! Geez."
Mewtwo tilted his head, as Zelda held up two outfits. "Mewtwo, what do you think looks better on me, my normal dress, or the more pink colored one?" Mewtwo shook his head lightly. "Zelda, why must you worry how you look all the time? Link likes you as you do him, you should know that." Zelda sighed. "You would know. You're psychic." Mewtwo's eyes narrowed. "I don't need to look. I've observed you humans long enough to know these things only by how they act." Zelda watched Mewtwo float off, noticing his tone was apparently annoyed. "Mewtwo, I---" Zelda sighed lightly, feeling bad.
Mewtwo stood watch outside as usual. (Zelda...She assumes things too quickly. I think even I am picking up ways that humans act. I got angry over such a small annoyance.) Mewtwo then heard a voice in his mind. (Pitiful. Wasting time with these...humans...) Mewtwo glanced upward into the air. (Who are you?) (Me? I am just a sympathizer with you. In the past, humans have treated you like a mere tool, no?) Mewtwo's eyes widened. (How did you know?!) (The same way I am speaking with you. I am also psychic. I was treated badly for my unique talents...Used as a mere tool. So, I ask you, will you join me?) Mewtwo closed his eyes, thinking it over. He opened his eyes lightly, looking into his paw. A scar was hidden there, a result from the testing done on him in the time he was in a lab. A figure reached out its hand toward Mewtwo. The psychic Pokemon looked at the hand, silent. His paw then gripped the hand, as a slightly soft, yet hardened voice said, "Good."
Seko watched the monitor, seeing Mewtwo holding the hand of a shadowed figure. (I think he actually DOES sympathize with something for once. I'm glad he's finally opened up to someone, even if he's not human...) Seko looked to the bedroom cameras. Everyone was asleep quietly. (I won't bring this up until morning. I'll leave things as they are for tonight. Meanwhile, I think I'll test out my project.) Seko pushed a few buttons, as a display came up on the monitors, showing a flat, black figure holding a bell. (Project Game & Watch! My most ridiculous project ever. Oh well, let's test it!) Game & Watch started moving, frame by frame. It then jumped, flipping in a circle, frame by frame once more. (Now for attacks.) The figure used multiple objects to attack the air, as Seko smirked. (Perfect!) Seko turned off the terminal, yawning and stretching. (I'd better go rest.)
Master Marth: Mewtwo left...-sniff- Don't you hate it. Don't worry, he'll be back eventually! I wonder if anyone even cares... Er, anyway, I just wanted to say, as many of you know, I made a humor story recently, My Messed Up World of Smash! Well, I'm going to update it sometime, but not for a while. I hate working on two projects at once, so I might update the fic once more, but leave it for a while 'till THIS is finished. Just so everyone would understand about this!
Link leaped quickly over Falcon as he sent a flaming punch forward. Landing behind Falcon, he sent his sword to his opponent's leg. Falcon nimbly back-flipped away from the attack, sending himself then to Link's back with a flaming kick. Link was sent tumbling forward, yelling out as he tumbled across the ground. He found himself with one arm hanging off a ledge. He then remembered something about this ledge.
Link got slowly to his feet, rubbing his head. Falcon smirked, dashing toward the dazed swordsman. Link then stumbled backwards, falling off the ledge. Falcon stopped, walking to the edge. "What an idiot... I guess he wasn't as smart as they say." He then looked down the ledge, being sent flying backwards from a strong blow to the face from Link's shield. Link landed nimbly back on the ledge, seeing Falcon tumble into the lower section of the temple.
Link then jumped down to follow, as he was soon leaping out of this place, tunic burned in a line across the chest. Falcon followed, holding a small silver gun. Link quickly turned, firing an arrow at Falcon. The arrow was quickly turned to dust by a laser shot, as Link rolled quickly to the side, dodging the beam. "Shoot! I don't think this will be very good!" Link started to back away, as Falcon smirked, pointing his ray gun forward once more, firing the gun toward Link. Link gasped, the beam shooting toward him faster than Falcon could ever run. He continued backing up, as he saw the beam's flash.
Link saw the beam just barely fly over his nose, as he fell hard on his backside. He sighed in relief, then looked to see what he tripped on. He saw a small metal rod with a small switch on it. He grabbed the object, looking at the hole on top. He then looked at the sides, his finger moving over a small switch. A large beam flew out of the hole, materializing to a sleek sword shape. A shot from the ray gun then hit the blade, being deflected upwards. Link, seeing this, smirked as he looked to Falcon.
Link then ran toward Falcon. Panicking, Falcon fired multiple shots at Link. Link swung the saber left and right, deflecting the shots directly at Falcon, as he yelled out in pain, hit by all of these shots, stumbling back and falling down into the lower section once more. Link smirked, about to jump down, when he saw what was below. A large hammer laid on the floor, as Falcon slowly walked over to it. Link, seeing this, gasped. He leaped down, about to stop Falcon, when he saw Falcon, smirking. He held the mallet, gripping the handle.
Link was sent flying from the small area below, landing hard near the edge of the lower hole. Link scrambled to his feet, flipping back as Falcon leaped out of the hole, still swinging the hammer. Link backed away from the hammer crazed Falcon, until he was stepping on the edge. He looked back below him, as rocks fell from the footing, falling into the abyss below. He knew he would survive, but he didn't want to lose. So, he sheathed the Master Sword, holding the beam saber with both hands. Falcon, now in range, swung hard. Link, seeing this, yelled out as he swung the saber full force.
The saber then broke, as the metal part of the beam saber shorting electricity. Link stared directly at the stick of the hammer. Falcon's eyes widened, as the hammer was now headless. Falcon looked left and right, wondering what happened to the head. Link glanced upwards, then grinned widely. Falcon, noticing his expression, also looked out, as all went black for him.
Link watched the hammer's head slam into Falcon's forehead, knocking him flat onto the ground. Link smirked, as they both disappeared from the battleground. Link found himself in a large spherical building, with seats lining the walls. This was a large stadium, and he turned, finding in the center, a large black sphere with four booths in the corners. Seko stood before Link, smiling. "So, you won! I'll bet you're wondering where you are. This is my battle stadium! You were fighting in the big sphere in the middle. It teleports fighters in using the booths." Link raised an eyebrow, looking to the sphere. "But only about 10 fighters could fit in there. And besides, we'd all be bigger than the objects!" Seko smirked. "I thought of that! The field is, of course, much bigger. This is just a camera!"
Seko noticed that Link was a bit exhausted. "Link, perhaps you should rest. Believe it or not, but it took a few hours to fight. Linkie fell asleep in the stands. Zelda put him to bed, and everyone else should be relaxing in the rooms." Link nodded, and started to walk off, but Seko stopped him. "Oh, and, Link? If passion overcomes you with Zelda at any time at night, do it in the bathroom or outside!" Link's face turned a deep red, as he turned quickly. "C-Come on, now. I would never..." Seko smirked. "Whatever you say, but women seem to go for the heroic types at times!" He then watched Link walk off, trying to hide his face. Seko chuckled lightly, walking into an open elevator door.
Link put all his equipment down next to his bed, stretching. Roy smirked, looking to Link. Roy currently wore pajamas that were white and had small flames on them. "Do you ALWAYS wear that? I hate being near guys in tights." Link smirked. "I usually wear this outside. But, since we're inside..." Link walked into a closet, as Roy heard ruffling sounds in the closet. Link then came from the small room, wearing a white short sleeved T-shirt with a Triforce picture in the middle, saying, 'Got Triforce?' He also wore gray sweatpants, and surprisingly, wore no hat, as his blonde hair spiked out in the front and sides that were usually out, but the parts inside the hat were pushed down so no hair would stick up. Roy nodded lightly, saying, "You should wear that instead of your tunic. Maybe I should find you a better outfit. I mean, who in their right mind wears TIGHTS?! And on regular occasions!" Link blushed. "Alright, I get it! Geez."
Mewtwo tilted his head, as Zelda held up two outfits. "Mewtwo, what do you think looks better on me, my normal dress, or the more pink colored one?" Mewtwo shook his head lightly. "Zelda, why must you worry how you look all the time? Link likes you as you do him, you should know that." Zelda sighed. "You would know. You're psychic." Mewtwo's eyes narrowed. "I don't need to look. I've observed you humans long enough to know these things only by how they act." Zelda watched Mewtwo float off, noticing his tone was apparently annoyed. "Mewtwo, I---" Zelda sighed lightly, feeling bad.
Mewtwo stood watch outside as usual. (Zelda...She assumes things too quickly. I think even I am picking up ways that humans act. I got angry over such a small annoyance.) Mewtwo then heard a voice in his mind. (Pitiful. Wasting time with these...humans...) Mewtwo glanced upward into the air. (Who are you?) (Me? I am just a sympathizer with you. In the past, humans have treated you like a mere tool, no?) Mewtwo's eyes widened. (How did you know?!) (The same way I am speaking with you. I am also psychic. I was treated badly for my unique talents...Used as a mere tool. So, I ask you, will you join me?) Mewtwo closed his eyes, thinking it over. He opened his eyes lightly, looking into his paw. A scar was hidden there, a result from the testing done on him in the time he was in a lab. A figure reached out its hand toward Mewtwo. The psychic Pokemon looked at the hand, silent. His paw then gripped the hand, as a slightly soft, yet hardened voice said, "Good."
Seko watched the monitor, seeing Mewtwo holding the hand of a shadowed figure. (I think he actually DOES sympathize with something for once. I'm glad he's finally opened up to someone, even if he's not human...) Seko looked to the bedroom cameras. Everyone was asleep quietly. (I won't bring this up until morning. I'll leave things as they are for tonight. Meanwhile, I think I'll test out my project.) Seko pushed a few buttons, as a display came up on the monitors, showing a flat, black figure holding a bell. (Project Game & Watch! My most ridiculous project ever. Oh well, let's test it!) Game & Watch started moving, frame by frame. It then jumped, flipping in a circle, frame by frame once more. (Now for attacks.) The figure used multiple objects to attack the air, as Seko smirked. (Perfect!) Seko turned off the terminal, yawning and stretching. (I'd better go rest.)
Master Marth: Mewtwo left...-sniff- Don't you hate it. Don't worry, he'll be back eventually! I wonder if anyone even cares... Er, anyway, I just wanted to say, as many of you know, I made a humor story recently, My Messed Up World of Smash! Well, I'm going to update it sometime, but not for a while. I hate working on two projects at once, so I might update the fic once more, but leave it for a while 'till THIS is finished. Just so everyone would understand about this!