A/N/sniff/ Last chapter /cries/ I'm so emotional right now, this will be the first more than one chapter story I have ever completed. /dances/ and it has broken a lot of personal records for me in reviews, hits, alerts and favorites. After this I may go back and rewrite some early chapters while writing the first chapter of my new story but for now I just want to concentrate on this. Now I've always had some mixed feeling while writing this story (yes I'm getting all sentimental, skip to review responses or the story if you're dreadfully bored) however I am proud of it, and I think it's the best I've done. Now it won't be to long, I'll wrap up the story, have the ending and incessantly thank you all for reviewing… yep… that sounds about right. On with reviews!
Dare
Zekoi- XD Go Roy! Heh, I can't get it up any sooner, I have this one week rule with chapters now. So I started the story on a Tuesday and nonchalantly work on it until the next Tuesday when I post it. Don't want to abandon the process at my last chapter!
Silver Kitty- Thank you/bows/ I hate it when characters get too perfect, because, you know, life's not like that. I'll do my best!
Blazing Fool – battle scenes /shivers/ it's like you want to get every action right, without it sounding stupid. So hard, but now I'm past it! XD
NintendoNut1- Heh, I can't spell it without spell check either, yay Japanese!
Wanchoo- Thank you! Wait no longer! Heh, your penname confused my spell-check XD
Disclaimer: I own nothing… no SSBM, no Twilight Zone… /walks away/
The Twilight Zone
Chapter Seven – Endings
The Living Room
"Heh, well there's the little hero now." Whoever had said that, whoever had called me little, I would have killed right then and there. However, at the moment I was paralyzed and slung over the shoulder of an elf. Not such a great time at all for rash actions.
"Give him a break Falcon." Ness muttered with a hint of distaste in his voice.
"What? I was serious!" Young Link (who had been darting about his older self) ran beside Ness to watch as Link placed me on one of the couches.
"Young Link, why not go upstairs and grab a red potion for me?" Asked the childs' older form quietly.
"Okay!" I could hear the fast pats his boots as he darted up the stairs. Several people moved from their sitting positions on the other couch so Link could place Marth on it.
"Is the force field down Link?" Fox questioned as he bent down to examine me.
"Yes." Link replied as the Kitsune turned my face toward him.
"What happened to them?"
"I don't know, but they look exhausted. I'm guessing there was a fight or something, but I'm sure it's nothing a red potion couldn't handle." Accepting this answer Fox gave a small nod and stood up.
"Luckily the Frame was willing to give us the password…" My heart gave a leap. You know? How? I so dearly wished to ask. Fate decided to play on my side for once for I could hear his little footsteps patting on the carpet.
"Here!" cried the Hylian boy brandishing the bottle. The potion was properly named, it was a dark red, almost like blood and slopped up against its' confines leaving a small stain where it touched. Link took the bottle and carefully sat on Marths' couch. Ever so gently he lifted Marths' head and poured the liquid down his throat.
"Better?" asked Link as he corked the bottle and stood. Marth went into a fit of coughs.
"Yes, yes." he replied calming himself down. "Not taste wise though." Link smiled, but said nothing. "So, you are aware of the Wire Frames' existence."
"No, not at first." Fox corrected. "You see, you and Roy had asked directions to the basement from Link. Curious to why you were hurt, and to whatever possessed you both to go down there he ran to the nearest room he could find. When I inquired to what's wrong he hastily explained everything and I came with him into the basement. When we got there we saw the door, but it would not budge. We turned to go when we noticed something in the corner, it was Young Link."
"You just found him there?"
"Yep, he was injured, and unconscious."
"But… why didn't the frame just kill him?"
"Well, think about it… it would be too complicated to kill the child… that would completely mess up time in so many ways, too much of a hassle for the Frame."
"So why kidnap him?
"Well, according to the Frame he had been going around at night, and noticed Young Link in the hall, going to get water by himself…"
"Which was reckless on its' own right." Link muttered with a glance at his younger self who guiltily smiled.
"The Frame attacked him, thinking it was Big Link. When he realized it wasn't he was already near death, so he put him in the basement. Who was going to check there? Then when Big Link came out looking for him he finished the job." My eyes were impatiently fixed upon bottle of red potion in Links' hand.
"You quite neglected Roy." Mewtwo noted dually as his eyes rested upon the elf.
"I was just getting to that." Link defended in response. I felt his hand on the back of my head tilting it upward.
"Alright," Marth continued. "So you found Young Link."
"Yes, we brought him up stairs and put him in the care of Mario who doubles as a doctor. Now, we were curious to open the big door in the basement. So we went to your rooms to see if we could find a clue, hopefully you don't mind us trespassing." Marth grinned.
"I'm glad you did, I would suppose Roy is too."
"Heh, we checked your room first, nothing of importance. Then we went to Roy's room and came upon the Wireframe. At this point Link dashed downstairs to tell the others…" Fox stopped to watch my movements as Link began to give me the potion. It was a strange feeling. The red potion was all goopy and thick and it almost burned as it slithered down my throat. That wasn't what made it strange, there was a shock almost, and I could feel my hands and feet give a quick jumped as my movement returned. I gagged on the taste of the potion, but I was sure to promptly thank Link after. "As I was saying, when we got a good deal of the Smashers up there we questioned it as to why it was here, and it explained, everything. From when it attacked you, to how it got there. Then it gave us the password with some more interrogation. After receiving it Link headed downstairs…"
"And me too!" said Young Link indignantly. "I took some red potion and felt okay enough to go."
"That explains a lot." I managed out between coughs. "What'd you do with the Frame?"
"We'll leave it for Master and Crazy Hand to deal with." My stomach turned.
"Their coming?"
"Yes, Samus has left to go get them." I took a quick glance around the room to see, indeed, that Samus had gone. "They should be back shortly." I nodded and laid back down on the couch quietly. The room was eerily silent after that, and I was absolutely tired. It was rather calming really, no noise just the gentle sound of breathing and the occasional footsteps…
Bam!
My eyes flew open with the noise.
"What the hell?" The door had been completely smashed in, and floating there, as if it were normal were two giant, gloved hands. Samus walked past the two into the house.
"Hey Roy, Marth. I'm pleased to see you two are alright." My mouth hung open slightly in reply. Marth got ahead of me though, he let out a meek little nod with a
"Thanks…"
"For you newcomers, these are the administrators of the first Super Smash Brothers tournament." I gave a small, uneasy wave.
"Damn." The first hand muttered, "I broke down the door… that's going to be another hundred out of my pocket." He turned to us as if he had just noticed we were about. "Err…. I am Master Hand, and this is my brother Crazy Hand." Crazy began to insanely wave (almost knocking down a shelf in the process). "I believe we owe you an explanation."
"Damn straight!" Falcon yelled which Master Hand promptly ignored.
"You see we were not the creators of this tournament." There were murmurs amongst the group. "Now, you all have heard on the news about the invading lands right?"
"They set up the tournament." I muttered, for Marth and I had already guessed this.
"Err… yes. We also owe you an apology and condolences. Never, in a million years would we have guessed this would have happened. A tournament under our title without authorization! Absurd! However, it did happen. I promise to you hopeful fighters we'll set up another tournament in several months which is truly ours. I am deeply sorry about the killings." I frowned a bit as I looked over at Fox and Mario. That's it? So stiff… so formal? These peoples' lives have changed… and this is all he could give them? An apology!
"There's… nothing you can do?" The Hand turned to look at me.
"There's nothing I can do. For now, head home, we'll send out invites on further notice."
…
"Goodbye!"
"Goodbye!" Were the cries I heard as I walked outside, satchel in hand. Everyone was outside already, giving each other hugs, offering commiseration to Fox and Mario, and several "I hope you feel better"s to Link and his younger self.
"How're you doing?" asked Link as he pushed himself through a crowd of people to me.
"That red potion helped. Guess I'm lucky you were here."
"I should be saying the same to you." In a green light Zelda appeared behind the Hylian (scaring the hell out of me while she was at it).
"Come now Link, we must be going. Gannondorf's already going back to Hyrule; we can't just let him run loose. I'm not even sure how he got here." she added with a slight sigh.
"He must have come from Young Links' time, before the Scared Realm was opened. This is going to cause so many problems…"
"Well that's why you're here." she replied with a giggle. "Roy, take care. Young Link!" The little Hylian turned to the call of his name.
"We're ready?" Young Link came up to me and gave a little bow. "Thank you Roy." I smiled a bit.
"It's what I do." With one last glimmer of his bright azure eyes the three disappeared. Before I could even have a chance to miss them I felt a hand give me a sharp clap on the back almost knocking the wind out of me.
"Ya did good kid! I knew you were innocent!" I could hear Falcon say in his Southern drawl.
"No you didn't." Ness commented.
"Well no… I didn't, but you did a good job. You'll make a good bounty hunter!" Ness rolled his eyes as I grinned.
"Err…. no thanks. I'll stick to being a general." Falcon gave a shrug.
"Ah well, no sleep lost here. Samus wanted to talk to ya' by the way."
"Why?"
"An apology." came Samus's cool voice from behind me. I turned to face the bounty hunter, for someone with heavy armor she sure was light on her feet… "I unjustly suspected you, and I am sorry for it. However, I feel no regret; there were people to protect and lives at stake. In being a bounty hunter I try to take on this hero position not matter what cost."
"It's … no problem." I replied, still unsure of if that was a request for forgiveness or not. However my answer seemed adequate to her.
"Yes, thank you. I must be going." With that last sediment she headed off to a gigantic metallic mechanism which was sitting, plain as day, next to the mansion. She stepped under it, and down came a large platform in which she stood on. The platform raised itself back into the ship and the rev of engines could be heard as the spacecraft lifted itself up and was soon out of sight. Ness and Falcon came beside me.
"What a strange girl." Ness said with a sigh. "Well, I'm going too, Falcons' giving me a ride in his NASCAR-"
"F ZERO racer!"
"Err, yeah, F ZERO racer home. My mom's going to be mad when I get back…"
"You didn't tell her you were coming?" I asked.
"No, though I supposed I should have… I hope she's not crying or anything. Well goodbye." I felt a slight pang of guilt; after all I never had told my father I had left either. It's not we were in war or anything… Still this made me eager to get home, but I had one more person I wanted to say good bye to. I waved at Ness as he got into the blue car and the two sped off. Now, my attention fully turned on finding Marth I glanced around. Finally my eyes rested upon the cobalt haired swordsman who was speaking with Fox.
"Fox, I'm sorry about Falco." I said as I came over. "Is there anything I can do?" I hoped he said no, for I didn't think there was anything to do.
"There is… something. You see, Falco took an Arwing here," I glanced briefly at Marth who didn't seem to know what the word meant either. "and I need to bring it back, however without an invitation, the two pilots I work with would never be able to find this mansion…" Without an invite to the SSBM tournament it was almost impossible to find this place. "…but I'm sure they could find your hometown, where do you live?"
"Pherae."
"How'd you get here?"
"I walked." I murmured softly. A long journey home was not something I looked forward to.
"Well then, how about piloting the other Arwing for me? I'll send a message out to Peppy and Skippy to meet us out in Pherae. We'll go now."
"Alright," I turned to Marth. "I'm sorry about everything, none of that should have happened to you."
"It not your fault." The Altean replied, "Perhaps it was better that this did happen to me. I'm returning to Altea."
"But… you're exiled and hurt!"
"Yes but I'm healed now… and I think I learned a lot here. I have a feeling, I'll be using this experience to win." I grinned.
"I hope you do. Now Fox… what's an Arwing?"
…
"Roy? Can you hear me?"
"Roger!" I chirped, beginning to take a liking to this pilot language. Fox chuckled over the speaker.
"You're doing well so far, we'll be reaching Pherae shortly, in a minute we'll prepare for landing." The radios' buzz faded once again leaving me alone in the ship. I glanced out the window at the fluffy clouds and melancholy blue skies. Light streamed in, making everything feel so bright and cheerful, which probably had a hand in my current mood. An Arwing was a small flying spaceship, as Fox had explained, that was used normally designed for wars because they were so diminutive and versatile. However they were one man ships so Fox needed me to fly the other, there was very little I had to do for my ship and his were connected by a safety line for rookies. Though I had a slight distaste for being called a newbie I decided to go, luckily my sheer astonishment surpassed that initial feeling as I found myself soaring through the clouds. "Begin your descent Roy…"
"How?" I asked nervously for I dreaded the landing.
"Just gently push forward on you steering wheel. Gently… gently… no! Not that much!' I let out an excited yelp as the Arwing tip forward and was rapidly approaching the ground. "Pull it back up a bit!" The radio screamed as I pulled the wheel toward me. "No! No! Push-" Too late. My eyes closed as the Arwing shook when it impacted the ground. I was dead afraid to move… dead… was I dead? Suddenly the speaker buzzed. "It's safe, you can get out now." I opened my eyes and glanced out the window. The Arwing had landed alright; Fox stood on the ground, waving up at me expectantly.
"Oh." I said softly as I opened the door and jumped down. My legs wobbled dangerously as I walked toward Fox.
"Don't fall there, now Peppy should be-" His sentence was cut off by the roar of a great ship as it landed beside us. The Arwings had been almost silent in landing, but this one seemed almost designed to attract every curious citizen in Pherae to this spot. I turned as guards came running toward us, with frightened expressions with my friend Wolt running at the lead.
"What is the meaning of this?" cried one guard "I never- Master Roy?" I looked at the guard; hand on the hilt of the Sword of Seals trying to look as royal as possible despite my messy hair.
"Yes, it is I." I said ravishingly as I desperately tried to keep an air of dignity around me. Fox had a wide grin.
"Thank for bringing the Arwing back, Roy." he said (shocking the poor guards even more) "I suppose I'll see you at the next tournament."
"If my father doesn't kill me, then, sure." Fox got into Falcos' past Arwing and flew it into the great ship. After several moments I heard the clank of his boots on the metal as he exited that ship and got into his own. With a friendly wave the ships ascended into the air and soon they were gone leaving a rails of white smoke behind them. Though the town was in a buzz, things did soon calm down and guard dispersed leaving me and Wolt alone.
"Lord Eliwood isn't happy Roy." he said at my rather smug expression. "However I suppose you had realized that by now." The blond haired archer looked at me in concern. I had informed him I was going to the tournament, only him.
"I guessed as much. You didn't tell did you?"
"Of course not! Give me more credit than that! So how'd it go? You win?"
"In a way I guess…"
"You lost?"
"No, I spent my time solving a murder."
"I'm sure," Wolt snorted. "If you don't want to tell me then fine, but who else was there? Was the fox-"
"Yes, he was a contender… there were several Hylians, a kid from the future, bounty hunters, rogues, a plumber, princesses, and a prince."
"Some, royalty eh? Where were they from?"
"Well, the Princess Peach was from the Mushroom Kingdom, Princess Zelda was of Hyrule, and Marth was of Altea-"
"Altea? Altea has no prince, it's a dictatorship."
"He's in exile."
"Ah yes, I know what mean now. I've heard rumors he is heading back to Altea. Eliwood is already training assassins for that purpose." I felt like I had just been punched in the face.
"Assassins? Why!"
"Well, we are on good terms with Alteas' ruling country. We can't afford a sudden war on behalf of an exiled prince deciding to return."
"No! I am the general. I call the troops in Alteas' favor." This time it was Wolts' turn to be surprised.
"That is something to bring up to Lord Eliwood, Roy. Why would you want to do that?"
"I- …" How could I possibly explain what had happened in such short time? "Never mind… I'll bring it up with my father later..." As we began to walk toward my home down the streets of Pherae I could help but to glance up at the blue sky as it began to turn to soft pinks and oranges. The ride home must have been longer than I had originally thought for the sun was now setting. The sky's' colors mixed beautifully and before us the sun was setting, but was still casting its golden radiance on the world. Perhaps it was better like this, instead of worrying about Dawn and its new worries I was here, hoping for a seemingly endless Twilight.
A/N Well… how was it? The end was so bad I know, I did so much guesswork with Fire Emblem for I'm only half way through the script, and the whole Arwing thing was so random… I didn't originally plan that with the story. I hope everything made sense and didn't just seem stupid and excused for. Despite that I'm so proud of this one, this is the first story I've ever finished (yes, I'm bad with updating T-T but I did it!). Thank you all so much hugs