Okay, so the chapter is not my best. Still... you'll all be pleasantly surprised, I'm sure.
Ganon gave the thumbs-up sign to Mewtwo and Bowser. "We're clear," he hissed, dropping from the tree.
"Big G," Bowser said, ignoring the grimace that appeared on his comrade's face, "Big G, why are we doing this?"
'I'll laugh for a week straight when I kill you, Bowser,' Ganondorf thought, before saying, "Come on, Bowser... how often do you get an opportunity to kill people without Mario complaining?"
Bowser nodded. "Fair enough..." he cursed and ducked down into the shrubbery when a guard came from around the corner. "Oh no! We've been seen!"
Metwo was handling it, though. With barely a second's notice, he had appeared right next to the guard and waved his hand. "These are not the droids you are looking for. Move along."
The guard looked blank. "These are not the droids I am looking for. I have an urge to go eat doughnuts until I die of a heart-attack." He turned around and disappeared.
Ganondorf stared open-mouthed. "I just saw that, and I still don't believe it."
Mewtwo shrugged.
Marth looked over the castle from a distance. He was not enjoying this. But somewhere in there was Roi. And he had to save her. Still... "Falcon, do we have any back-up?"
The bounty hunter was in his element. "Don't sweat it... all I need to do is press this button, and my Armoured Muffin will be along in two shake..."
"Armoured Muffin?" Marth asked, incredulously.
"Shut up." Falcon checked the radio. "You really want to do this on the absolute dramatic moment? Then we're go now!"
"Go now?"
"Shut up."
Mario and Luigi looked at one another, before flashing a thumbs-up sign to the other teams. The wyverns had all been sent to sleep by Jigglypuff, the soldiers were almost being taken out... there was just one minor detail to take care of. "You honestly don't know where the chapel is?" Mario shouted into his comm-link.
Falco's voice crackled out, "Sorry, boss. We're pretty sure that it's the big round room with all the bunting and people around it, but... oh, hello there... what are you going to do with that stick? Oh... oh god! ARGH!" There were zapping sounds. "A hand, Fox! Mario! It's the round room! GO!"
Mario hung up, sighing. "I hate you people..."
Roi stared at the wedding dress, tears still staining her cheeks. She had tried to escape in the night, but they had caught her, forced her back in here... and Harding. He had come to her in the night, and... and... he had almost...
She started to cry again, and pulled the dress on.
The wedding service droned on, and on... Roi felt the crossbow pointing at her, pressing into her back. She had no choice... She blinked at the words, the words that would forever change her life... "Do you, Prince Harding, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
"I do."
"And do you..." the priest was interrupted by Harding.
"She does."
"Okay then. If there's anyone here who objects to this marriage, let him..."
"I OBJECT!" The doors at the end slammed open. And Marth was standing at the end of the aisle, his sword drawn. Next to him was Falcon, who was covering his eyes and shaking his head.
Harding growled. "I warn you, I can have a thousand soldiers in he... who the hell are you?" He demanded of the caped man who had just kicked through a window and leapt to the ground.
"Well, nice castle... guards are a bit incompetent, though. I mean... how many fell for Mewtwo's trick? Or got eaten by you?... and what about those I sent flying?"
"All told, about a thousand, Ganondorf."
The Prince scowled. It was all coming apart. "What about my wyverns?"
"Oh, them..." an Italian voice said, dismissively.
"No! I won't lose!" He grabbed the grinning Roi and threw her to his body-guard, who snarled and put a knife to her throat. "All of you, get out of this chapel... or I have her throat slit... I just have to give..."
There was a sound very much like 'fffwt.' And the sound of a guard toppling to the floor, an arrow through his throat. Harding turned in shock. "How...?"
The priest was pushed out of the way by something that sprang from the shadows. Something dressed in white. "I am the sword of the Goddesses... I bring redemption."
Harding turned in shock, finding a razor-edged blade at his throat before he even knew what was going on. "What? You? But... but you're..."
Link smiled, thinly. "Dead? I'm afraid not. But you..."
Ta-da! You didn't really think I'd let him rot, did you? Only two to go!
