KT - DA: I'm back again!
Link: hoo-rah.
KT - DA: What? what's wrong?
Marth: He's still upset over what happened to Zelda.
Roy: yeah, so am I. Is she gonna be okay?
KT - DA: hehehe.... maaaaaybeeeee......
Link: Gah! If she dies... I'll... I'll... make you sorry!
KT - DA: right. okay! Roy! Do the stuff!
Roy: Fine, but only so you tell us what happens to Zelda. Kuroi Tenshi - Dark Angel doesn't own SSBM or any of its characters. She does own Sarah Holly.
KT - DA: good. Marth?
Marth: Yes, Milady. Kuroi Tenshi - Dark Angel would love to hear what you think about her story. Please review.
KT - DA: Great. On with the chapter!
Getting Over Our Troubles - Depression and Confession
Sarah Holly didn't even notice the shocked roar of the crowd as she scrambled down from the narrow catwalk to the stage below. Roy, Marth and Mario beat her to the two combatants, calling out to Link. From the ladder, Sarah could see Link's face drain of blood. His whole bood looked like it was going to shake apart as he dropped the Master Sword's hilt. Strange sounds came from his throat, and he slumped to his knees in shock.
Sarah became aware of Master Hand's voice telling the spectators to evacuate the building over the loudspeaker. The rest of the Smashers had appeared on the stage, each one positively reeking of fear and concern. Sarah quickly climbed down the rest of the ladder and approached the fallen princess. Marth was holding her unconscious body while Dr. Mario worked to get the sword out as gently as possible.
Roy was trying to get Link to stand up. Sarah joined him, knowing that she would only get in the way if she were to try to help Zelda. "Come on, Link, you're not helping yourself here," Roy pleaded, pulling on the Hero's arm. It was an act in futility. Sarah reached down and grabbed Link's other arm, not caring that she flinched horribly, and helped Roy pull him to his feet. She and Roy half led, half drug the Hero off the stage and into the teleporter.
Marth arrived shortly after, carrying Zelda still, and followed closely by Dr. Mario. His face was blank. Sarah found herself staring into a deep blue ocean, completely devoid of any emotion. It scared her so much that she had an unspeakable urge to hold him tight and tell him everything was going to be okay.
"Please hurry, Marth! You must get her to the hospital wing before she bleeds to death!" Dr. Mario cried, jumping up and down with worry. Marth obeyed, mechanical and expressionless. Sarah watched him go.
Mario rushed up to them and grabbed Link. "Link! Snap out of it! Don't you see you've got to help her?" Roy pushed the plumber away forcefully. "Leave him alone, Mario. You don't always know best."
"Link... come on, Link. I think you need some rest," Sarah said gently. She was starting to get a headache from her fear. She managed to push aside her twitchiness for her friend, but she didn't know how much longer she would be able to stand it before she screamed. Roy noticed her discomfort and pushed Link along towards the dorms. He knew that Sarah didn't like men touching her, but didn't know why. He supposed it was her business.
"Why don't you go on and see if you can help with Zelda. I can take him from here," he said, tilting his head toward Link. Sarah nodded and moved off to the hospital wing.
In the hospital wing, things looked bad. Marth had deposited the unconscious princess onto one of the beds, and was now standing back against the far wall. The Master Sword had finally been removed, and had been tossed carelessly onto another bed, blood staining the silver metal of the blade. Dr. Mario was busily hooking Zelda up to all sorts of complicated machines, while Peach stood by the bed, trying desperately to do something for her best friend. Sarah swallowed the sob that rose in her throat.
Someone placed a hand on her shoulder, startling her. Seeing that it was Master Hand, she turned to face him, shaking the hand off as casually as she could. "I need you to go see what happened on the stage. I think the lightning did something, but I'm not sure. Those spheres have a power back up that shouldn't ever allow injuries like this," he said. Sarah noticed that he looked frightened. Sarah nodded, unable to speak, and made her way back to the stage. As she left, she heard Master Hand say, "Go with her, Marth. I have a funny feeling about this." The sound of the sad swordsman's footsteps quickly followed her.
Sarah entered the stage with Marth in tow. She glanced back at him over her shoulder, feeling tears beginning to form in her eyes. She was scared for Zelda, and for Marth's mental state. Things were getting out of her control. Marth approached her, and she watched as his expression changed from emotionless to concerned. Brushing her tears away angrily, Sarah turned back to the stage inspection.
It was Marth who found the broken sphere. The broken shards were scattered from the point of impact directly under the metal ring suspended from the catwalk. Looking up, Sarah could see the empty spot on the ring. She panicked. Everything was so wrong. Her best friend was going to die, and it was all her fault. Link was going to feel like HE had killed her, and it was all her fault. The Smashketeers were going to break apart, and it was all her fault. The Smash Tournament would be shut down, and it was all her fault. It was all her fault. It was all her fault. The words kept ringing through her head, haunting her, until she screamed her sorrow. Everything was her fault.
Sarah felt a pair of arms go around her as the tears flowed from her eyes. Shaking with fear and sorrow, she struggled against Marth, but he wouldn't let her go. She screamed at him, hit him, kicked him, and still he would not let her go. Finally, exhausted after her efforts, she collapsed against him and cried her tears out. Marth ran his hand through her hair, soothing her, and held her with the other.
Gulping, Sarah looked up into his eyes. His concern for her was unmistakable.
"Milady, it will be alright. You shouldn't dirty your beautiful face with tears. They are unbecoming of you," Marth said, brushing her tears away. It was wasted effort, as more of them spilled down to take their place.
Sarah's voice was shaky. "I... it's all.... me... I did this, all of it," she whispered.
Marth looked surprised. "How can you say that? How can this possibly be your fault, Milady?" He asked. Sarah felt his arms go tighter. She didn't mind. She was too tired to protest anyway.
"I set the spheres... this afternoon.... didn't do them properly....thought I had...." she said, hiccuping as she spoke.
Marth looked down at her. "You? Milady, I've seen you work on the Item traps. You always make sure that they're set perfectly. There's no way you'd let yourself make a mistake on the spheres."
Sarah shook her head. "You don't know that, Marth. It's all my fault."
"Sarah! Milady, I don't think-" Marth started, but Sarah cut him off.
"Shut up! Let go of me!" She pushed him away, surprising him into letting go. "I killed her with my ignorance! I'm always the one who lets trouble occur! I even let that bastard rape me!" Sarah screamed at Marth. Gasping with anger and fear, she crumpled to the ground and sobbed harder than ever.
Marth stood in shock for a moment. It was so simple. She didn't like men touching her. It reminded her of being raped. He felt horrible pity for her, and knelt beside her, stroking her hair as she cried.
"Oh, Milady....Sarah," He whispered. Sarah let him touch her, let herself slip into sleep, let herself fall into her own mental trap. She dreamt of falling glass spheres, red-bladed swords, and impossibly deep blue eyes.
KT - DA: Okay, I'm really pretty proud of this one, even though I didn't intend to leave it there.
Roy: Aw man, I'm stuck taking care of Link?
Link: Don't blame me. SHE'S the one who started this whole thing. /points to KT - DA/
Marth: I thought it was very good, Milady.
Roy: Oh, you only think that because you were in it the most.
KT - DA: Right, well, please review everyone!
Link: hoo-rah.
KT - DA: What? what's wrong?
Marth: He's still upset over what happened to Zelda.
Roy: yeah, so am I. Is she gonna be okay?
KT - DA: hehehe.... maaaaaybeeeee......
Link: Gah! If she dies... I'll... I'll... make you sorry!
KT - DA: right. okay! Roy! Do the stuff!
Roy: Fine, but only so you tell us what happens to Zelda. Kuroi Tenshi - Dark Angel doesn't own SSBM or any of its characters. She does own Sarah Holly.
KT - DA: good. Marth?
Marth: Yes, Milady. Kuroi Tenshi - Dark Angel would love to hear what you think about her story. Please review.
KT - DA: Great. On with the chapter!
Getting Over Our Troubles - Depression and Confession
Sarah Holly didn't even notice the shocked roar of the crowd as she scrambled down from the narrow catwalk to the stage below. Roy, Marth and Mario beat her to the two combatants, calling out to Link. From the ladder, Sarah could see Link's face drain of blood. His whole bood looked like it was going to shake apart as he dropped the Master Sword's hilt. Strange sounds came from his throat, and he slumped to his knees in shock.
Sarah became aware of Master Hand's voice telling the spectators to evacuate the building over the loudspeaker. The rest of the Smashers had appeared on the stage, each one positively reeking of fear and concern. Sarah quickly climbed down the rest of the ladder and approached the fallen princess. Marth was holding her unconscious body while Dr. Mario worked to get the sword out as gently as possible.
Roy was trying to get Link to stand up. Sarah joined him, knowing that she would only get in the way if she were to try to help Zelda. "Come on, Link, you're not helping yourself here," Roy pleaded, pulling on the Hero's arm. It was an act in futility. Sarah reached down and grabbed Link's other arm, not caring that she flinched horribly, and helped Roy pull him to his feet. She and Roy half led, half drug the Hero off the stage and into the teleporter.
Marth arrived shortly after, carrying Zelda still, and followed closely by Dr. Mario. His face was blank. Sarah found herself staring into a deep blue ocean, completely devoid of any emotion. It scared her so much that she had an unspeakable urge to hold him tight and tell him everything was going to be okay.
"Please hurry, Marth! You must get her to the hospital wing before she bleeds to death!" Dr. Mario cried, jumping up and down with worry. Marth obeyed, mechanical and expressionless. Sarah watched him go.
Mario rushed up to them and grabbed Link. "Link! Snap out of it! Don't you see you've got to help her?" Roy pushed the plumber away forcefully. "Leave him alone, Mario. You don't always know best."
"Link... come on, Link. I think you need some rest," Sarah said gently. She was starting to get a headache from her fear. She managed to push aside her twitchiness for her friend, but she didn't know how much longer she would be able to stand it before she screamed. Roy noticed her discomfort and pushed Link along towards the dorms. He knew that Sarah didn't like men touching her, but didn't know why. He supposed it was her business.
"Why don't you go on and see if you can help with Zelda. I can take him from here," he said, tilting his head toward Link. Sarah nodded and moved off to the hospital wing.
In the hospital wing, things looked bad. Marth had deposited the unconscious princess onto one of the beds, and was now standing back against the far wall. The Master Sword had finally been removed, and had been tossed carelessly onto another bed, blood staining the silver metal of the blade. Dr. Mario was busily hooking Zelda up to all sorts of complicated machines, while Peach stood by the bed, trying desperately to do something for her best friend. Sarah swallowed the sob that rose in her throat.
Someone placed a hand on her shoulder, startling her. Seeing that it was Master Hand, she turned to face him, shaking the hand off as casually as she could. "I need you to go see what happened on the stage. I think the lightning did something, but I'm not sure. Those spheres have a power back up that shouldn't ever allow injuries like this," he said. Sarah noticed that he looked frightened. Sarah nodded, unable to speak, and made her way back to the stage. As she left, she heard Master Hand say, "Go with her, Marth. I have a funny feeling about this." The sound of the sad swordsman's footsteps quickly followed her.
Sarah entered the stage with Marth in tow. She glanced back at him over her shoulder, feeling tears beginning to form in her eyes. She was scared for Zelda, and for Marth's mental state. Things were getting out of her control. Marth approached her, and she watched as his expression changed from emotionless to concerned. Brushing her tears away angrily, Sarah turned back to the stage inspection.
It was Marth who found the broken sphere. The broken shards were scattered from the point of impact directly under the metal ring suspended from the catwalk. Looking up, Sarah could see the empty spot on the ring. She panicked. Everything was so wrong. Her best friend was going to die, and it was all her fault. Link was going to feel like HE had killed her, and it was all her fault. The Smashketeers were going to break apart, and it was all her fault. The Smash Tournament would be shut down, and it was all her fault. It was all her fault. It was all her fault. The words kept ringing through her head, haunting her, until she screamed her sorrow. Everything was her fault.
Sarah felt a pair of arms go around her as the tears flowed from her eyes. Shaking with fear and sorrow, she struggled against Marth, but he wouldn't let her go. She screamed at him, hit him, kicked him, and still he would not let her go. Finally, exhausted after her efforts, she collapsed against him and cried her tears out. Marth ran his hand through her hair, soothing her, and held her with the other.
Gulping, Sarah looked up into his eyes. His concern for her was unmistakable.
"Milady, it will be alright. You shouldn't dirty your beautiful face with tears. They are unbecoming of you," Marth said, brushing her tears away. It was wasted effort, as more of them spilled down to take their place.
Sarah's voice was shaky. "I... it's all.... me... I did this, all of it," she whispered.
Marth looked surprised. "How can you say that? How can this possibly be your fault, Milady?" He asked. Sarah felt his arms go tighter. She didn't mind. She was too tired to protest anyway.
"I set the spheres... this afternoon.... didn't do them properly....thought I had...." she said, hiccuping as she spoke.
Marth looked down at her. "You? Milady, I've seen you work on the Item traps. You always make sure that they're set perfectly. There's no way you'd let yourself make a mistake on the spheres."
Sarah shook her head. "You don't know that, Marth. It's all my fault."
"Sarah! Milady, I don't think-" Marth started, but Sarah cut him off.
"Shut up! Let go of me!" She pushed him away, surprising him into letting go. "I killed her with my ignorance! I'm always the one who lets trouble occur! I even let that bastard rape me!" Sarah screamed at Marth. Gasping with anger and fear, she crumpled to the ground and sobbed harder than ever.
Marth stood in shock for a moment. It was so simple. She didn't like men touching her. It reminded her of being raped. He felt horrible pity for her, and knelt beside her, stroking her hair as she cried.
"Oh, Milady....Sarah," He whispered. Sarah let him touch her, let herself slip into sleep, let herself fall into her own mental trap. She dreamt of falling glass spheres, red-bladed swords, and impossibly deep blue eyes.
KT - DA: Okay, I'm really pretty proud of this one, even though I didn't intend to leave it there.
Roy: Aw man, I'm stuck taking care of Link?
Link: Don't blame me. SHE'S the one who started this whole thing. /points to KT - DA/
Marth: I thought it was very good, Milady.
Roy: Oh, you only think that because you were in it the most.
KT - DA: Right, well, please review everyone!