A/N Chapter Threeeee! Weeeeeeee! Anyone at all excited? … okay then. Now there may be a murder soon, and I'm not giving anything away, but if it's one of your favorite character then… sorry ;
Arrival review responses…
KawaiiYuki: Yes, I felt guilty about it too, but my sister likes Kirby, and she'd start crying and yelling "YOU KILLED KIBRY!" if he died now lol. Thank you
Paranoia responses….
NintendoNut1: I thought it was too when I first started planning the story out, but it one of the major elements of horror, so why not XD? Heh, same here, a little Link torture now and then isn't bad for the soul right? Lol, I'm so glad you like it!
The Silver Kitty: Yeah, Marth does seem suspicious. But even what the clues point too may not always mean… or does it? Heh, I'd love to say who the killer is but that'd give away plot T-T I'm dying to tell someone too lol.
Darth Shogon XX: ( got it right now, sorry.) Hmm, cool, is it from a comic or something?
Libster: Yep, I love that episode . I always reply to reviews (cause I like it when people reply to mine too lol), I hope you get registered!
KawaiiYuki: UPDATE! XD yeah, I feel bad for Link too. No, I don't have to curse, but when tensions are high people tend to get more profanity and anger in there langue. So to keep it more realistic than comic I have to include some, but I don't go overboard. It wouldn't have the same effect….
Note: Not a scene from the story
Example: And as Roy was stabbed with the knife he frantically yelled, "Shit!" as he struggled back onto his feet.
Example: And as Roy was stabbed with the knife he frantically yelled "Sugar honey ice tea!" as he struggled back onto his feet.
The first example gives it more of a serious feel, while the second seems more comic. However I'll try not to get to profound with the curses.
Zekoi- No, no, don't be sorry. You're absolutely right. Young Link is missing too; it's explained in this chapter. Thank you so much!
Lemurian-Girl- Thank you. I always found it so hard to stay serious when I'm watching a drama movie. I start laughing (receiving some angry glares from whoever else is trying to watch it without interruption), so I can never stay serious when writing either.
Thank you all for your reviews, it means so much to me!
Disclaimer: I don't own SSBM, or the Twilight Zone, but I did write the story. XD
The Twilight Zone
Chapter Three- Betrayal
8:00 am Dining Room
The first thing heard on the morning of the second day was Falcon saying "Alright, what do ya know about the murder attempts?" I was sitting at the breakfast table with a bowl of cereal, watching interestedly as Captain Falcon and Samus attempted to interrogate Ness.
"As much as you do." Ness replied trying to shake the two off as he continued his breakfast. The other fighters watched the questioning with curiosity. Falcon determinedly stood behind Nesses' chair and held onto the back.
"Sure ya do… is it true you have physic powers?"
"You should know; you were here last year."
"Well, yeah, but…" Samus sighed exasperatedly at Falcons' interrogation abilities.
"We just want to know if you had seen anything strange." she asked calmly.
"Nothing really."
"Well, thank you for your time then." Once I had finished eating I quickly got up and tried to leave before-
"Oh Roy!" called Samus. "We have some questions for you!" I froze in place. Damn.
"Yes?" I asked politely. Falcon grinned energetically as I came back.
"You're my number one suspect, boy. Have a seat." With a sigh, I plopped down onto one of the wooden chairs. "So, where were ya last night?"
"Asleep."
"Alright, do you have anyone to prove it?" Samus shook her head.
"I'll do the questioning Falcon, just stand there and look pretty, if possible. Do you remember seeing anything in the food when you prepared it, since you and Marth were the ones cooking it?"
"I personally didn't see anything, Marth and I each prepared different parts of the meal, and combined it in the end."
"Alright," chirped Samus quickly scribbling this on a notepad. "So you think Marth put it in?"
"No!" I stated indignantly. "I never said that!"
"So you put it in?"
"No!"
"Well who did?"
"I don't know but it sure as hell wasn't me." With a disgusted look back at Samus and Falcon walked off to the Living room.
Living Room
When I arrived Ness was again watching TV. "The Twilight Zone?" I asked curiously as I sat down.
"No, the news. Another hostile takeover."
"A hostile takeover? Of what?"
"Well several worlds have lately been falling to a land from another universe; they're slightly insane, going on about world conquest and such."
"Are any of our worlds in danger?"
"Nah, you see the Super Smash Brothers tournaments are held to keep the unity between our lands. As long as we're united, we should be safe." He shut off the TV. "How's Link?"
"I'm not sure." I replied. "I was going to go check up on him now, but Captain Falcon and Samus would probably get suspicious."
"Don't worry about them, we should be out of here soon, then the management will take care of it. There's little they can do even if they suspect you."
"Hmm… thanks." Perhaps I should visit Link… So, with Ness's words in mind I ventured upstairs. I started off slowly, taking my time as I walked the long halls. Then after a couple seconds or so, I began to feel nervous. Not an anxious kind of nervous… the nervous you get when you walk through your house during the night, the nervous feeling in your stomach when the wind taps at you window, the nervous feeling when danger is about… I found myself beginning to run down the hall with my room until…
BAM!
I let out a surprised yelp as I fell backward onto the floor. Falco (who was also on the floor by now) held his head in pain as he looked up with a raging glare.
"What the hell! God I can't freaking walk down a hallway without being threatened? Shit, I have a friggin' bump on my head!"
"Sorry." I muttered embarrassedly for acting so childish.
Whatever," said Falco with a grumble. "What're you running from anyway?"
"Nothing… I was just running…"
"Pft, that's stupid." I blushed a bit (for it quite was…).
"Yeah, well, what're you doing here? You're not a swordsman…"
"Marth left his sword downstairs last night. Give it to him for me will you? It's the least you can do after running me down in the hall."
"Alright…" I muttered. As I rose to my feet, I offered Falco my hand, which he refused. "I was heading this way anyway…"
"I bet you were." Falco replied as he got to his feet and shoved the sword handle at me. With that he left down the opposite way in a huff. I glanced down at the sword. It was a beautiful thing really, with its' gorgeous red gem encrusted into the front. I smiled at it. Kind of reminds me of the Sword of Seals, except I doubt it could set fires… I glanced at my neighbor's door and with the sword in hand I began to walk toward it. Just as I was about to knock upon the door I heard a cry of pain from inside. Inquiringly I continued to knock.
"Marth, you okay?" The door opened to reveal the blue haired swordsman.
"Of course, I just banged my knee… is that my sword?"
"Yes, Falco found it downstairs. You really shouldn't leave it around…"
"Sorry." he said taking it back from the handle.
"Does it have a name?" I asked (I love swords, so I couldn't help but too…).
"It does, but I've forgotten it at the moment… well I have something to do." Marth stepped out and closed the door. "Must be going, goodbye." Before I could even say anything he took off down the hall.
Link / Young Links' room
I politely knocked on the door. "Link?" I asked softly as if not to scare him. To my surprise, when the door opened, it was not Link looking back at me. "Falcon?"
"Yea, now shut yer mouth. Come back later."
"Let him in Falcon," came Samus's cool voice from within the room. "Link won't talk anyway." Grumbling about insubordination Falcon opened the door wide to let me in. I walked in and leaned up against the wall to view to scene. Link sat, on the edge of his bed, whilst Samus sat on a chair placed next to it. He didn't look at her; his eyes were cast downward upon the ground. Samus continued her conversation that apparently started before I came into the room
"Tell us something about it." Link shook his head.
"No, I already said I don't want to talk about it."
"We need information Link."
"Then get it somewhere else. Leave me alone!"
"We have lives at stake; we don't know who is making these murder attempts. Push aside your fear for a moment… what happened?"
"I said, get out." Samus stood.
"Well, we'll return later then. Good bye for now." With that the two left. I nervously glanced at Link, unsure of if he wanted me to go or not.
"You can stay." said Link, as if reading my thoughts. "Unless you're just here to torture me with interrogations…" Feeling awkward, I sat in Samus's empty chair.
"So how are you feeling?" I asked (almost mentally slapping myself for he just said he didn't want to answer questions).
"Scared, and worried for Young Link…"
"So, he still hasn't been found huh?"
"No, I hope nothing happens to him, for we would both die if he was murdered, and taking him from history would upset Hyrules' current peace." I sighed.
"That's sick, taking a child. I wish I know who did it."
"As do I, all I remember is waking up and noticing he was gone. Curious to where he went I headed downstairs. It was rather dark, as I crept through the halls. I headed down stairs when I saw a figure outside through the window. A black silhouette was all I saw. I quickly ran outside, with every intention to catch the figure and noticed he was gone. Then something from behind I felt something hit the back of my neck…and I suppose I fell unconscious. When I finally awoke I could only see darkness. Confused I reached out to side of me where I could feel wood. Slightly grasping the concept of what was happening I reached above me, wood. At first I just thought I was in a crate, but when I began to come to my senses I could smell the damp earth, and hear the silence. Then it occurred to me…" I blinked in surprise, for I hadn't expected Link to tell me what happened right away (though I suppose he had wanted to tell someone…). However putting curiosity over my initial confusion I asked,
"How long were you there?"
"Hours it seemed, though I am not sure. I began to scream, pound and pray, it felt like forever until I was found." It was silent as I pictured everything he told me, it seemed as if I could feel it too.
"I'm sorry this happened to you." I stated, unsure of what to say.
"I am too…" I sat in the chair, taking in an awkward silence. "I'm sorry Roy, but I need some sleep, or I'll at least try, I never went back to bed last night…"
"Oh, sure… bye." I exited the room, gently closing the door behind me. As I turned I noticed Zelda there with a tray of food.
"For me?" I joked, however she didn't seem entertained.
"Link, hasn't eaten at all." she said with a sigh. "He refused to come down to breakfast…"
"That's understandable, I'm sure he'll be fine soon… you didn't cook that right?" She rolled her eyes at me, and with a grin I opened the door for her, and closed it after she had gone in. Unsure of where my next destination would be I decided to head downstairs, just to see what the others were up to.
The Living Room
When I got downstairs almost everyone was in sitting on the couches, and the floor, staring solemnly at the TV.
"What happened?" Fox pointed at it.
"It seems that Master Hand, and Crazy Hand, the administrators for the first SSB tournament have worked themselves determinedly to find what had happened to the Nintendo Worlds' Super Smash Brothers." said a professionally dressed woman on the screen. "The mansion where the Smashers had stayed at last year seems to have disappeared as well, a strange coincidence?"
"No." Falco snorted unhappily.
"Well whatever had happened to them will affect the upcoming tournament. Sorry folks, no tournament this year. Until we have more clues this is Stacy, back to you Jed." With a disgusted look Mario turned off the TV.
"They don't know we're here…" said Mewtwo (or thought you can say if you're rather particular) softly. "Clueless beings, didn't they send us the transmission earlier?"
"Yes," said Mario woefully. "But to them, from the-a outside, perhaps the mansion seem like its-a gone."
"We're invisible…" Falcon muttered. "Those dumb asses." I stood behind one of the couches.
"So, we're trapped here… with a murderer?"
"Seems so." said Samus thoughtfully. There was silence, for no one had much to say upon our impending doom…
…
Later that night I found myself upstairs again, this time, ready for a rest I had not had the night before. I was apprehensive of course, it seemed the murderer liked to strike at night. Some of the Smashers decided to stay together in the Living Room, to keep an eye on each other, however most of us headed back upstairs to our own beds. Hell, we deserved some sleep. So I climbed under the covers, this time, determined to ignore whatever was outside my door…
…
My eyes opened groggily. The first thing I felt was thirst, an overwhelming thirst as I sat up in my bed and glanced around the room. Well… I really didn't drink anything today… I began to drag myself out of the bed. My goal was to simply get a glass of water. Nothing more…
Kitchen
The sound of my feet shuffling upon the tiled floor brought me some comfort to the eerily quiet house. As I entered the kitchen all I listened to was the sound of my feet.
Shuffle, shuffle
I blinked surprise when a new sound hit my ears. It was the familiar shuffle of my feet, and a deep, pained, wheeze…
Shuffle, shuffle
Wheeze…
I refused to look around me to find the source; I only looked ahead at the fridge.
Shuffle, shuffle
Wheeze…
I quickly brought up my pace, and found myself at a near run.
Shuffle, shuffle
Wheeze…
Finally, after taking a look around the kitchen, I soon found the cause of the breathing. There laid Falco, with a deep wound embedded in his chest. He raised his head weakly to look at me.
"Help…" he said almost inaudibly. I almost screamed, right there, but my fright was cut off when I felt a sword slash at my own torso. In pain and shock, I fell backward against one of the walls. I couldn't see my attacker, only a silhouette as Link had said he had seen. He turned away from me(I guessed it was a guy, for the figure had the build of one) and looked at Falco.
"Goodbye." With that he brought his sword up and stabbed Falco in the chest with it. I caught a flash of the sword; it was the same I brought to Marths' room. I could see the red gem flashing menacingly as it shed the birds' blood. Then the figure looked back at me.
"Tell no one. I still have the boy." With that he left. So I sat against the wall, and waited in pain until I heard the Smashers arouse. The kitchen turned on within minutes and I could hear the girls' terrified screams, Fox's sobs, and Mario analyzing my wounds. My eyes met with Marths' a moment when he returned to the room, he only smirked at me and turned away. I felt my vision break up, colors separate, as I fell into a state of unconsciousness.
A/N: Holy crap… I killed someone off. Please Star fox fans don't be mad. Really? You're not mad? The why do you have those pitchforks? And the chains? Holy god is that a gun! Well if I live I'll get up Chapter four as soon as I can (if you noticed I like to get them up on Tuesdays…) and don't be upset about Marth, for remember, this story isn't called "The Twilight Zone" for nothing hint, hint, wink, wink. So with that and my remaining plot twists I must go into hiding. Till the next chapter! Oh yeah R&R please!