Darkwarrior17: I'm so sorry to keep you waiting, but my grounding and other things have slowed me up. Okay, fine I was procrastinating and playing Starcraft. So sue me.
Guns and Swords
VI
The Tournament Begins
In the tubes of the captives, the smashers and others were going over what was told to them. In other words, they were arguing.
"I can't believe I'm stuck with that little whelp." Ganondorf griped.
"Hey! I defeated you!" Y. Link protested.
"Yeah, but only 'cause of old Link."
BRZZZAT!
"Ow!"
"SHUT UP AND GO TO BED! YOU'VE GOT STUFF TO DO TOMMOROW!" Grothlik was growing tired of guarding the smashers and was showing it. He started shocking Link repeatedly to vent his anger.
BRZZZAT!
"Ow!"
BRZZZAT!
"Ow!"
BRZZZAT!
"Ow!"
BRZZZAT!
"Ow!"
BRZZZAT!
"Ow!"
"What the hell is your-BRZZZAT Ow-problem?!" Link shouted at the creature.
"Nothing. I just hate you and I felt like hurting you." Grothlik smirked. He was starting to enjoy this job. He continued shocking Link until…
"What are you doing to the prisoners?" a calm voice asked him.
"Hey, I can do this if I wa…"
BAM!
A large, light brown, grasshopper-like thing punched Grothlik straight into the glass cylinder in front.
"What is up with place and aliens?" Samus asked.
"This place is a hot spot for extra-terrestrial life forms. Many work here. Some just come to see the fights. Anyway, my name is Rasaara, and I am the technical genius behind this thing." The insect said.
"Okay… why are you here?"
"To give you earphones, communications, mini cameras, etc, etc. You guys are going to be wired by tomorrow."
"Great. Just what I've always wanted." Marth said sarcastically.
"Hey could someone help me?" Grothlik asked, his head deeply bashed into the tube.
Rasaara looked at him and roared. Loudly. He had two rows of teeth bared while he was doing so. The effect was that of which any brave, able-bodied man could not stand up to. Grothlik did not even stand a chance.
"He fainted right out!" Said a bug eyed Zelda.
"Little eejit. Don't know how anyone can put up with him." Rasaara said looking down at Grothlik. "Now let's get you wired."
Ping!
Rasaara was back in his lab half an hour later. He climbed into his chair and started typing.
"Hacking the TV networks, right?" said a voice behind him. A pair of large, completely white eyes appeared in the darkness of the room.
"Yes." There was a long silence except for the clacking of keys.
You know we're not going to survive this. (A/N this is just telepathy.)
Rasaara sighed. "Yes. I know."
There was another long silence. And then the eyes faded.
Ping!
"And here we are at the biggest tournament ever! I'm your host, Troy Isaacs and this is my assistant, Chlöe Larson."
"Hi everybody!"
"Yes, and here we are up in the Goodyear Blimp. So who's fighting now, Chlöe?"
"It seems today we've got Marth and Roy versus Fox and Falco."
"That's great and here they are coming out onto the stadium. It seems today's arena is Corneria, or the Star Fox master ship for those of you who don't know."
"Ooh! The fight's starting!"
Ping!
Five minutes earlier at the warp area, the Crazy Hand was giving a "pep talk".
"Each of you gets three lives per round. It's very simple. The losers of the matches will be suspended…" They all looked up eagerly. "from a hundred foot high cliff over molten lava. At the end of the tournament we'll cut the ropes. Oh and if one of you doesn't fight he will have the same punishment."
"What if none of us fight?" Roy asked hopefully.
"Same thing, only this time over a layer of spikes, then cheese graters, then acid and then lava."
"Well it's a cool way to go-oof." Falco was saying until Fox punched him in the stomach.
"Right then off you go. I've got big money on Fox."
"Hey!"
Bam!
"Ooff!"
Slap!
"Ahhhhhhhhh!"
"Who's next?"
Ping!
Six minutes later…
"Let the tournament begin!" The Crazy Hand shouted.
Roy, doing his best to get a good starting hit, slashed downwards with his sword at Fox. It was a hard move to avoid.
Bam!
"Wow, now that's a good hit!"
Marth, on the other hand, got hit by a quick Firebird and was being pummeled to the edge by Falco's blaster. Roy did a quick leap over Fox and hit Falco and Fox by slashing forward then backward. A "down A" move for Roy.
Fox quickly recovered and fired five shots at Roy, while Marth started to charge his sword.
Bam!
"And that's the first K.O. by Marth, done on Falco."
"Look Troy, the first item's come down!"
"Yes, so it has. It appears to be a star rod from the Kirby games."
Fox quickly rolled under Roy and grabbed it, shooting a star at Marth in the same motion. Falco at this time was back on the stadium, this time a lot more wary of Marth's B move. He quickly charged forward in a Falco Phantasm and sent Marth over the cliff to the engine part of the ship. He quickly jumped down only to be met by Marth's Dolphin slash. Fortunately for Falco, Marth had made the move too long ago for it to do a lot of damage, but it did send him flying back.
Roy, on the other side of the field, was losing to Fox as he fired star after star after star. When the star rod finally lost its power, Roy was at 115. Fox, taking advantage of this, performed a fire fox only to be dodged. And off the cliff Fox went.
"Ooh and there goes Fox. Wait, what was that?" Chlöe asked.
"Wait a minute…" Roy said looking over the edge.
Bam!
"Oh, he still managed to get back on. And hit Roy for a bonus."
"That's right Troy. He sent Roy flying. His percent is now at 220. Wow, another hit and he's done for."
"Look, an Item box!"
"Yes!" Marth shouted, grabbing the box and throwing it at Fox.
Pow!
The box opened, throwing Fox closer to the edge and revealing a Tomato, a Green Shell, and a Fire Flower.
Marth grabbed the tomato and the green shell and threw it, knocking Fox off the cliff. He then grabbed the Fire Flower, waited for Fox to come back, and threw it. Fox didn't stand a chance.
"And Fox is gone! The gun team is the only team to have lost lives. It doesn't look so good for them! Let's take a look at Falco for a while."
Falco right now was beating the crap out of Marth. Marth was at 155 and gaining fast.
"Ahhhhh… Fire!" Falco shouted, sending Marth upwards. When he was halfway down Falco jumped up and started kicking Marth rapidly.
"You're going to be finished soon!" he shouted, kicking Marth into the wall.
Bam!
Marth brought his sword up quickly into Falco's beak. It wasn't enough to do much damage but it sent Falco back a few feet.
"That was unexpected." Falco said. Marth adopted a defensive stance and flashed purple for a split second.
"Oh, is that supposed to scare me!" Falco shouted coming forward with his fist ready.
Bam!
The sword went forward quickly again, but this time it sent Falco farther. He went off the cliff, giving Marth a few seconds to clear out of the area. But a few seconds later Falco was back on.
"Dammit, I have got to stop underestimating that sword!" Falco's percent was now at 115, and he was starting to get tired of getting beat up. It was then that it hit him. Literally.
"A Pokeball? Yes!" He grabbed the pokeball, jumped up and threw it at Marth, who was trying to hit Fox from behind.
Bam!
The throw had been a far one, but it still managed to hit Marth from behind, pushing him onto to the head of the ship. The Pokeball then unleashed revealing… Ho-ho! It flew up, throwing flames down on not only Marth, but Fox and Roy too, much to the annoyance of Fox.
"Damn you, Falco!" Fox screamed at him.
The rain of fire ended, leaving Fox at 55, Marth at 205 and Roy at 190.
"Ahhhhhh…," Falco began.
"Oh shi…"
"FIRE!"
Marth was instantly blown away, but Roy managed to only be knocked off the cliff. Unfortunately, he does not have a good recovery move.
"Marth and Roy down in one hit! Is that amazing or what?"
"And Fox and Falco seem to be strategizing. I wonder what they're saying."
Ping!
"NO YOU IDIOTS, YOU'RE GOING TO GET KILLED!" Rasaara was shouting at the monitors in his lab. "Quick, an item! Uhhhhhhhh… Yes!" Click
"How much did you put on Fox and Falco?" The eyes were back again, watching the moniters.
"500 dollars! And I know it doesn't matter."
Ping!
"Okay, you got it, Falco?"
"Got it! Hey a Hammer!"
He quickly ran for it, and it was quickly grabbed by…Marth.
"Oh shi-BONG!" Falco was K.O.ed instantly.
"This isn't the plaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!" Fox off the cliff!
Ping!
"Just curious, who was that hammer for?" The eyes asked.
"SHUT UP!"
Ping!
Roy still had the hammer, so he managed to bop them both up to 165. By that time it had become clear that Fox and Falco could not win. It was finally over when Marth preformed his dancing blade.
"And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the end of the first fight. Why don't you join us for Tourney Talk, where we will be analyzing the killer points of the fight." Troy blabbed on.
"But don't forget to be back in an hour and a half for Commander Keen versus Sheik."
Ping!
Marth and Roy were still on the stadium. They stood in awe of the stands in front of them, witch had been invisible seconds before.
"What on earth?..." Marth whispered.
"It was an illusion. I put in contact lenses that would show you what we want the background to be." A voice crackled in their ears.
"What the…oh the grass hopper." Roy said "That's right, we've got mikes and everything."
"Will you just quit standing there and gabbing! The warp gate is ahead."
Ping!
"That's one down, lots to go. Grothlik, get me a better gambler!" The Crazy Hand said. "Now to pay back those idiots."
Ping!
"No, there isa nothing… Wait! A pipe right there!" Mario said, pointing to one of the walls.
"Yes! Okay, D.K., start digging. Yoshi, you get rid of the dirt. Every one else, take a nap." Ness was now giving instructions on their escape plan. Luckily for them, their captors had been too stupid to leave guards, so it was easy to plan this stuff. They should be out by night fall…
Darkwarrior17: It took me three damn days to do it, but I'm finished! Uh-huh, go me, go me! Happy Holidays everyone and sorry about the wait.