Disclaimer's Note: I don't own anything and I despise it. If I owned anything, I wouldn't spend my time writing fanfics...but at least I can be creative...with already fictional characters...that's gotta count as something, right?

It was a hot, summer day at Delfino Island. So hot that if you had uneaten ice cream with you for the past 15 minutes, chances are it probably would have melted. So hot that if your feet touched the sand on the beach, they were on fire (but that was because Bowser had set fire to the sand).

For most Nintendo heroes, that meant eating and sleeping without giving a damn about the rest of the world. For the princesses, that meant barking more orders to their servants. For the Pokemon trainers (and Pokemon), it meant fun in the sun. For the bad guys...it was the sole purpose of ruining everyone else's vacation by trying out some devious plan that never works.

Our story starts in a cave...somewhere. Inside that cave were Ganondorf, Bowser, Master Hand, Crazy Hand, Giovanni, and some of the most expensive gadgets (including a wide-screen computer monitor). On the monitor were some of the most diabolical villains in some of the best fighting games: M. Bison, Geese Howard, Wolfgang Krauser, Akuma, and Rugal Bernstein. The Nintendo stars teamed up with them for the promise of world domination, if they could find anymore ideas.

"So how the hell do we plan it?" Bowser asked.

"Plan what?" Crazy Hand, not being that smart, asked.

"Plan to take over Delfino Island," Master Hand answered.

"We use Ganon's magic to turn the people of Delfino into mindless zombies, then we use them to kill those damn righteous people. When we're done with that, we have the world leaders submit to our awesome might. Then, we have the world," Giovanni said.

"Tried it," Master said.

"No ya didn't," Bowser said.

"Only I used Wire-Frame people instead of mindless zombies," Master added.

"Oh."

"I say we destroy their source of power, then make the people our slaves!" cackled Ganondorf.

"Been there, done that," Bowser told him.

"Explain to me your stupidity of how in fucking hell you're unsuccessful in pulling that type of shit off," Giovanni demanded.

Bowser flashes back to Super Mario Sunshine and explains to the rest of the cave, from the perfect plan with his kid in the mix to getting his butt handed to him by Mario. The complete memory of it all made Bowser shudder. Then there was a long silence

"We'll do it again," Geese said, breaking the ice.

"What the hell do you mean 'do it again'?" Bowser asked.

"Only this time, we revise a few things so that we don't screw up, damn it," he explained.

"Hey, wasn't my fault," Bowser muttered, but at least loud enough for Bison to hear it.

"You had a foolproof plan: frame Mario for destroying everything in sight, then destroy the people's hopes of living. You fucked up, damn it!" Bison yelled.

"Hey those Delfino people have these stupid laws that made you clean up your own shit, so does that really make it my fault? Besides you were supposed to bring those fighters you mentioned to Delfino. Plus, I gotta see that Mai character up close. She looks hot," Bowser argued, drooling at the thought of Mai.

"Get your mind out of the gutter, you oversized turtle. What about control? Make no mistake that we'll all have our own points of view on world domination. Hence, a power struggle commences," Giovanni added.

"Uh...what?" Bowser asked, clueless.

Giovanni sighed, "Go read a kindergarten book, you idiotic turtle."

"Luckily, we have thought long and hard about it. So, we decided to host a tournament," Master Hand answered.

"What the hell...ANOTHER TOURNAMENT?! Goddamn, didn't the last 100 tournaments tell you shit?!" Bowser yelled.

"This way we take revenge, and feast on, the lowly unexpected souls. Then we shall take over the world!" cackled Ganondorf.

"Dear God, why do I hang around this maniac?" Bowser muttered, this time with no one hearing him.

"We must vote, all for a tournament, say 'aye'," Giovanni said. Six out of the ten villains said "aye".

"All those who disagree, give say 'nay'." The rest said "nay".

"Then it's settled, the majority voted for a tournament. So now we have ourselves one," Giovanni said.

"What do the minority get?" Bowser asked.

"I am surprised that you know such vocabulary, but seeing as you have little inside your head, I'll doubt you'll remember," Rugal stated. "We will give you a nice present, and a dog biscuit for saying something intelligent."

"Hey, fuck you!" Bowser said.

"Sounds like a plan, all we need is a little diabolical laughter," Crazy Hand told them.

One by one, the villains started cackling.

Will the bad guys succeed in their plan? Tune in for Chapter 2 of "World Tournament". Please review this fic.