Darkwarrior17: I'm baaaaaaack! Happy Thanksgiving! I'm sorry that it took so long to get chapter four up but with FanFiction being down and all it took a while. But I'm surprised it took such a short time afterward to get mine up. I'd say about two or three or four hours.
Xiao23: THANK YOU for reviewing. My idle threats weren't working. Yes, amazing mirror did just come out, but I decided it would be fun to use for my purposes. Also, if you think I have it, I don't.
Niyanna: I got another reviewer! Oh, and I haven't forgotten about Fox. He just wasn't in the chapter.
Also: I would like to thank the site of Nintendorks. They have supplied me with amazing information on all the characters. I am saying this with my own free will, in case any of you were wondering.
Guns and Swords
V
Training
The smashers that were selected for the tournament were now stuck in two big tubes, which had enough room for everyone to lie down and still be far enough away from everyone else. That was very important.
"Samus! Stop pointing that thing at me!" Falco yelled at Samus, who was polishing her gun and "accidentally" charging it.
"I didn't mean too, you stupid bird! Why don't you guys move all the way to the other end so I can have my privacy?"
"Why? WHY! Because you always get your own stupid way back at the mansion, and now that the Master Hand is not here, I'm not going to let you do everything you want." Fox shouted back.
"Why you little…"
Bam!
Samus had fired off her blaster. Fortunately, Fox is one of the quicker smashers and managed to dodge out of the way. Unfortunately, the walls of the tube were laser proof, sending the shot all over the place until it hit Captain Falcon, who was dozing.
"What the hell was that for?!" He shouted at Samus.
"It wasn't my fault! Fox was the one who ducked!"
"But you're the one who fired it!"
Brrrrzzzaaaaaaaappp!
An electric jolt was sent through them from their neck.
"What the heck is this?" Fox asked as he noticed for the first time he was wearing some sort of collar.
"It's a shock collar. Master, Krima, and I are the only ones to carry the remotes." A small toad-like creature walked on three of his four limbs to the edge of the tube.
"Now stop arguing or I'll shock you until you don't know which way's up. And when the door opens don't bother trying to run."
"Wait, wait, wait, you're letting us out?" Captain Falcon asked.
"Master wishes for you to see the crew. You will be going with your opposing team to the arena. Now get ready to come out."
A section of the wall gave away, showing a metal door. The metal door the opened, this time revealing an arsenal of the men in hockey masks.
"Right this way." The creature, smirking, said, pointing to a path between the little men.
Ping!
The arena was humongous. On the outside it looked like a futuristic coliseum, only with out any windows or statues. On the inside it was more of a football stadium, only much, much bigger.
"Shit this place is big." Ganondorf said in awe.
"Where the heck is this thing going to take place?" Samus asked the creature. There was just a bottomless pit in front of the stands. (A/N Okay, the creatures name is Grothlik. I just got tired of typing creature.)
Brzaaap!
"Ow!"
"Hold your questions for later. We need to visit our training specialists." Grothlik said.
"Wait a minute. What trainers?"
Brrzaaap!
"I said no more questions!"
Ping!
"Boss man, have you heard the news?"
The Crazy Hand looked down from his newspaper he was reading.
"You think that if I'm reading a newspaper entitled 'Balloon Bandits Strike Again' that I am not going to know what you're about to say. I am surrounded by idiots who can't even read! All your good for is ambushing and security! Otherwise you're just a bunch of dopes with bad manners!" He started panting heavily and if he had eyes they would be bloodshot.
"Um, boss? I was talking about the Dairy Queen up the road giving out free ice cream. Boss?"
Ping!
The short, black alien that was to be the smashers' instructor stood before them. He was quite a bit less then intimidating. He looked like a kid who had grown little bat wings and spikes on his head.
"They're all yours, sucker." Grothlik chuckled.
The instructor's eye flashed and a short blue ball of flame shot at Grothlik as he walked off. The reaction was quite hilarious, and Grothlik had to be restrained in order for him not to go after the trainer.
"I'll get you before this thing is up! Just because you can do stuff that no one else can do doesn't make you invincible!" Grothlik shouted as he was dragged off.
"Yes, actually it does." The alien said dryly. "Now, to business. I will be your instructor, trainer, tutor, mentor, etc. I will not teach you how to fight, or how to win the tournament. I will teach you the rules of the tournament, and I will teach what to do for the crowd. That and…" the alien went on, sounding like a military man in front of his troops. Many of the smashers were dumbfounded by the little guy, but Ganondorf and Falco were trying their best not to laugh.
The alien stopped.
"You two. Come here." It said.
The two stopped and came forward.
"C'mon. You two seem like to big tough guys who could take me on. Go ahead. Knock yourselves out.
Ganondorf shot out a fist at him. It was deflected. He swung again. This time he was lifted up by an invisible force and swung around.
Taking his chance, Falco shot his blaster. This too was deflected but this time multiple shots came back. Falco was sent flying.
The creature eyes flashed again. Both of them were shot back in line, bruised and dazed.
"Anyone else?" The alien asked.
There was silence.
"Good. Now as you can see, I am not of this earth. I could kill you all right now if I wanted to. So let's listen up, shall we? Excellent. The teams will be:
Swords: Marth and Roy, Link and Zelda, Young Link and Ganondorf, and Sheik.
Guns: Samus and Captain Falcon, Fox and Falco, Clone Fox and Clone Falco, and either Commander Keen or another clone."
"Who the heck is Commander Keen?" Samus asked.
"He's an old video game character on very old computers. He was brought to game boy but failed miserably. Now the first fights will be like this:
Clones Keen or clones Fox and Falco Samus and C. Falcon
V.S. V.S. V.S. V.S.
Shiek Ganondorf Y. Link Marth and Roy Link and Zelda
"You will get one wish that I will grant to you, within reason. That is my own rule." He eyed them funnily. "Now get back in your cell and get some good sleep! You have a fight tomorrow!"
Ping!
The Crazy Hand was in a very irritable mood. He was now watching T.V., where whatever you turned to there was news on the Balloon Bandits.
"The Balloon Bandits have now captured…" Shrzzz boop "Here we are now with a man who swears he knows who the Balloon Bandits are." "I swears they are my uncle…" Shrzzz boop "The Balloon Bandits have struck again!... Shrzzz boop Almost all video gamers everywhere have been taken. Only Dr. Mario has not been taken, plus the Sonic team and Bomberman… Shrzzz boop "He's been taken! Dr. Mario has been taken!" BEEEOoooop.
The Crazy Hand was now at the point of squashing the next person who got in his way.
"Sir, the stadium is a sellout. Practically everyone is coming." Grothlik said. Apparently he was too valuable to dispose of.
"Get full security up! Arm every cannon we got! Those Balloon Bandits aren't getting through here! Heeheeheehehe." The madness was quite apparent.
Everything was set. The tournament was about to begin.
Darkwarrior17: Please tell me if you have any idea who Commander Keen is. If you don't, I'll use a clone. Well, anyway, thanks for reading. Chapter six will be up soon!