Disclaimer: I don't own it...never shall, never will. It all belongs to the evil Nintendo.
A/N: I got bored so I wanted to make a scary fic!
Fear itself
Chapter I- Fear of the Dark
It was a dark evening in the Smasher's mansion. The pale moon shown down into a hallway, lighting the way for one lonely Smasher, Young Link. He was holding in his hand a glass of milk and was walking towards his room.
"I don't like the dark..." Young Link said to the darkness.
Young Link contiuned his way down the hall. A cloud past over the moon and the hall went pitch black and it scared the Mini Link into a run. As Young Link ran, the darkness of the hall grew greater. All light seemed to have left the hall and Young Link was blindly walking through the halls, feeling along the wall.
"Stupid dark. Who invented darkness?!" He whined to himself, slowing down to a walking pace. As he wandered deeper into the dark hall, the sound of blowing wind was heard behind. He shook it off as an open window or vent. But then he heard footsteps. He quickened his pace as they got closer. He started running, but the footsteps grew louder and faster which each of his steps. A cold wind blew over him, his blood freezing over and send a chill running down his spine. Young Link reached his room, threw open the door and bolted inside. He slamed the door closed. "Stupid...dark..." He panted, falling to the ground. He reached up and flicked the light switch. It refused to go on. He got up and contiuned to flick it on and off. "Grrrrrrr!" He yelled, punching the wall.
"Darkness." Came a cold voice from Young Link's room.
Young Link stood straight up against the wall and looked helplessly into the dark. "Wh-who is there?" He said, shaking.
"You fear the dark, because you can not see what lingers in the blackness." The voice said, getting closer to Young Link.
He didn't move, his body seemed stuck on the wall. "N-No! I'm not afraid of the dark!" He said, trying his best to act brave.
"What you can not see turns to confusion, then the confusion to doubt, and doubt to fear. You have every right to be afraid of the dark."
Young Link reached for the door and tried to open it, but it refused to move. He turned and began yanking on the door knob, pulling and turning. "Open please!" He yelled at the door. As he tried with all his might to open the door, the cold wind blew over him and surrouned him. He was trapped in a whirlwind of darkness.
"I'm afraid that your time to face your fear is over." The voice said, now ontop of Young Link.
Young Link looked up and let out a loud scream, which turned to a low yell, then into a muffled whine, then the mutters of a sleeping person until his mutters faded away...
---The next morning---
It was about 10:30 AM, All of the Smashers, besides Young Link, Ness, Popo, Nana, Pichu and Jigglypuff (Who enjoy sleeping in), were gathered in the dinning hall, having their normal breakfast. Their conversations were joyful, consisting of their plans for the day ahead, the matches they will be fighting in today, and the up coming Super Smash Bros. Tournament this week. Master Hand floated into the dinning room and let out a loud ahem, gaining the attention of all the Smasher. "Good morning..." He said slowly.
"Good Morning!" Most of the other Smashers replied.
"There is something I must tell you..." He mutter.
"What?" Asked Roy.
"Is it about the tournament!?" Falco asked with a smile.
"Somewhat..." The hand said. "We won't be having one this week." The Smashers moaned in sadness. "But thats only out of your safety!" He said quickly.
"We've never gotten hurt before..." Samus said.
"YEAH!" The Smashers yelled in unison.
Master Hand sighed and contiuned. "I know, I know, but there is a good reason for it. Young Link was found this morning in his room, dead." He paused and looked at the Smashers. Some were staring in disbelief, and some acted as if it was a joke, most were in shock. "His body was cold and pale, his eyes were wide open and looked as if he had just seen death in the face. No blood was spilled. He looks as if he was 'scared' to death."
There was a long pause before anyone said anything. "Who did it?" Peach said, atlast.
"I don't know. But whoever it is might still be in the house, and for your best safty, that we don't have a big gathering like a tournament, where he could strike a number of people. Crazy Hand and Myself will make sure that everyone returns to their rooms safely and no more matches until this person is caught." Master Hand floated in his spot for a few seconds before saying, "There...was something else found at the murder site..." He said. "A note. It was written in a odd language that I couldn't understand. Crazy could read most of it, however. He said it was an old language of people who have been thought to be dead..."
"What did it say?" Most of the Smashers asked.
Master Hand began speaking in a language unknown to any of the Smashers. It sounded very beautiful and it put the Smashers at rest and, even with the death of Young Link on their mind, made them feel as if there was nothing to worry about. When He finished, he translated it into English. "Darkness. That is what this boy feared. And his time came to face his fear. Your time is coming too. Face your fear and join your friend. Twenty-five Smashers remain. Death will claim you all."
"That sounded so much better in the other language..." Bowser said, before turning back to eat his food. Zelda shot a death glare at Bowser for his lack of caring...but what else would you expect from a evil turtle.
"Something really troubles me..." Master Hand spoke up. "When I check the security cameras, I saw no one entering or leaving the house all night. It means that the murder is still in the house. But..." He paused and floated around. "I checked all the spare rooms, where he or she could hide, and found nothing...It could mean that it is not human, a ghost or something...Or it could mean that one of you is the killer..."
The Smashers gasped. One of them? Who...who would kill Young Link?! Who?! Most of them turned towards Bowser, Gannondorf and some even towards Mewtwo. "Now, now, don't jump to hasty conclustions." Master Hand said. "We will install a camera in everyone's room, for safety."
"So this means we can't do anything?" Luigi asked.
Master Hand shook his...uh...hand. "No, no. It means you'll be watched twenty-four, seven! But you can still go about your normal jobs and such. Just no fighting."
At that moment, Crazy Hand floated into the room at a rapid speed. "Bro! You had better come look at this!!" He yelled at his brother. He floated out of the room with Master Hand on his tail.
The Smashers were left to ponder what had happened. "A murderer..." Mutter Fox. "Who would do such a thing?"
"And why!" Added Yoshi.
"I'm scared!" Yelled Peach and grabbed onto Mario. "I don't wanna die!"
"I won't let anyone touch you!" Mario said, placing his arm around Peach.
While the Smashers talked, the clouds began to cover the Sun. The light stopped shining down onto the Smasher's mansion, and the clouds fell into a dark overcast.
---Upstairs---
Master and Crazy hand floated threw the halls of the mansion till they came across a pale Ness. He was looking inside a room, his body shaking and shivering. Master Hand entered the room as Crazy Hand began to comfort Ness. "What did you see?" He asked the shaking boy.
"Nothing...all I heard was a screem and then...I just remember seeing..." Ness mutter and tried to think of the best way to discribe it. "...Fear itself..."
Master Hand floated out of the room and shook his...body...again. "He's dead."
Crazy Hand sighed. "We had better wake up the Ice Climbers and Jigglypuff..." He said, closing the door to Pichu's room...
TBC...If you liked it!
A/N: I love killing! =D I'm so evil. Did you like? Hate? Tell me what you think! Ooooh and flames will be used to light my fire for my camping trip =D Also, feel free to say who you think the killer is. Cause it's gonna be a Smasher...or is it?!
A/N: I got bored so I wanted to make a scary fic!
Fear itself
Chapter I- Fear of the Dark
It was a dark evening in the Smasher's mansion. The pale moon shown down into a hallway, lighting the way for one lonely Smasher, Young Link. He was holding in his hand a glass of milk and was walking towards his room.
"I don't like the dark..." Young Link said to the darkness.
Young Link contiuned his way down the hall. A cloud past over the moon and the hall went pitch black and it scared the Mini Link into a run. As Young Link ran, the darkness of the hall grew greater. All light seemed to have left the hall and Young Link was blindly walking through the halls, feeling along the wall.
"Stupid dark. Who invented darkness?!" He whined to himself, slowing down to a walking pace. As he wandered deeper into the dark hall, the sound of blowing wind was heard behind. He shook it off as an open window or vent. But then he heard footsteps. He quickened his pace as they got closer. He started running, but the footsteps grew louder and faster which each of his steps. A cold wind blew over him, his blood freezing over and send a chill running down his spine. Young Link reached his room, threw open the door and bolted inside. He slamed the door closed. "Stupid...dark..." He panted, falling to the ground. He reached up and flicked the light switch. It refused to go on. He got up and contiuned to flick it on and off. "Grrrrrrr!" He yelled, punching the wall.
"Darkness." Came a cold voice from Young Link's room.
Young Link stood straight up against the wall and looked helplessly into the dark. "Wh-who is there?" He said, shaking.
"You fear the dark, because you can not see what lingers in the blackness." The voice said, getting closer to Young Link.
He didn't move, his body seemed stuck on the wall. "N-No! I'm not afraid of the dark!" He said, trying his best to act brave.
"What you can not see turns to confusion, then the confusion to doubt, and doubt to fear. You have every right to be afraid of the dark."
Young Link reached for the door and tried to open it, but it refused to move. He turned and began yanking on the door knob, pulling and turning. "Open please!" He yelled at the door. As he tried with all his might to open the door, the cold wind blew over him and surrouned him. He was trapped in a whirlwind of darkness.
"I'm afraid that your time to face your fear is over." The voice said, now ontop of Young Link.
Young Link looked up and let out a loud scream, which turned to a low yell, then into a muffled whine, then the mutters of a sleeping person until his mutters faded away...
---The next morning---
It was about 10:30 AM, All of the Smashers, besides Young Link, Ness, Popo, Nana, Pichu and Jigglypuff (Who enjoy sleeping in), were gathered in the dinning hall, having their normal breakfast. Their conversations were joyful, consisting of their plans for the day ahead, the matches they will be fighting in today, and the up coming Super Smash Bros. Tournament this week. Master Hand floated into the dinning room and let out a loud ahem, gaining the attention of all the Smasher. "Good morning..." He said slowly.
"Good Morning!" Most of the other Smashers replied.
"There is something I must tell you..." He mutter.
"What?" Asked Roy.
"Is it about the tournament!?" Falco asked with a smile.
"Somewhat..." The hand said. "We won't be having one this week." The Smashers moaned in sadness. "But thats only out of your safety!" He said quickly.
"We've never gotten hurt before..." Samus said.
"YEAH!" The Smashers yelled in unison.
Master Hand sighed and contiuned. "I know, I know, but there is a good reason for it. Young Link was found this morning in his room, dead." He paused and looked at the Smashers. Some were staring in disbelief, and some acted as if it was a joke, most were in shock. "His body was cold and pale, his eyes were wide open and looked as if he had just seen death in the face. No blood was spilled. He looks as if he was 'scared' to death."
There was a long pause before anyone said anything. "Who did it?" Peach said, atlast.
"I don't know. But whoever it is might still be in the house, and for your best safty, that we don't have a big gathering like a tournament, where he could strike a number of people. Crazy Hand and Myself will make sure that everyone returns to their rooms safely and no more matches until this person is caught." Master Hand floated in his spot for a few seconds before saying, "There...was something else found at the murder site..." He said. "A note. It was written in a odd language that I couldn't understand. Crazy could read most of it, however. He said it was an old language of people who have been thought to be dead..."
"What did it say?" Most of the Smashers asked.
Master Hand began speaking in a language unknown to any of the Smashers. It sounded very beautiful and it put the Smashers at rest and, even with the death of Young Link on their mind, made them feel as if there was nothing to worry about. When He finished, he translated it into English. "Darkness. That is what this boy feared. And his time came to face his fear. Your time is coming too. Face your fear and join your friend. Twenty-five Smashers remain. Death will claim you all."
"That sounded so much better in the other language..." Bowser said, before turning back to eat his food. Zelda shot a death glare at Bowser for his lack of caring...but what else would you expect from a evil turtle.
"Something really troubles me..." Master Hand spoke up. "When I check the security cameras, I saw no one entering or leaving the house all night. It means that the murder is still in the house. But..." He paused and floated around. "I checked all the spare rooms, where he or she could hide, and found nothing...It could mean that it is not human, a ghost or something...Or it could mean that one of you is the killer..."
The Smashers gasped. One of them? Who...who would kill Young Link?! Who?! Most of them turned towards Bowser, Gannondorf and some even towards Mewtwo. "Now, now, don't jump to hasty conclustions." Master Hand said. "We will install a camera in everyone's room, for safety."
"So this means we can't do anything?" Luigi asked.
Master Hand shook his...uh...hand. "No, no. It means you'll be watched twenty-four, seven! But you can still go about your normal jobs and such. Just no fighting."
At that moment, Crazy Hand floated into the room at a rapid speed. "Bro! You had better come look at this!!" He yelled at his brother. He floated out of the room with Master Hand on his tail.
The Smashers were left to ponder what had happened. "A murderer..." Mutter Fox. "Who would do such a thing?"
"And why!" Added Yoshi.
"I'm scared!" Yelled Peach and grabbed onto Mario. "I don't wanna die!"
"I won't let anyone touch you!" Mario said, placing his arm around Peach.
While the Smashers talked, the clouds began to cover the Sun. The light stopped shining down onto the Smasher's mansion, and the clouds fell into a dark overcast.
---Upstairs---
Master and Crazy hand floated threw the halls of the mansion till they came across a pale Ness. He was looking inside a room, his body shaking and shivering. Master Hand entered the room as Crazy Hand began to comfort Ness. "What did you see?" He asked the shaking boy.
"Nothing...all I heard was a screem and then...I just remember seeing..." Ness mutter and tried to think of the best way to discribe it. "...Fear itself..."
Master Hand floated out of the room and shook his...body...again. "He's dead."
Crazy Hand sighed. "We had better wake up the Ice Climbers and Jigglypuff..." He said, closing the door to Pichu's room...
TBC...If you liked it!
A/N: I love killing! =D I'm so evil. Did you like? Hate? Tell me what you think! Ooooh and flames will be used to light my fire for my camping trip =D Also, feel free to say who you think the killer is. Cause it's gonna be a Smasher...or is it?!
