p.s: tried to keep it short. I know (for some reason) most people won't read long things. If it seems pretty vague at first, I urge you to do two things: 1) put two and two together 2) stick with it, it'll be short.
p.p.s: don't really care about my spelling right now, so don't bother pointing it out.
Link grabbed Jordo by the collar and held him in the air, smashing him in the head and face with the Master Sword. Then he tossed him forward and kicked him back. Before Jordo could slam into his house, the Long Shot shot out and the chain wrapped him around the neck and pulled him back, slightly cutting into his neck and defiantly bruising it. The Shot yanked him back over to Link and Link tossed him into the air. Jordo sailed through, to weak to think about what to next. He was headed head first into the ground. And then he heard the charging up of Samus Auran's arm cannon. He found the strength to turn around just before he was blasted with her large energy ball. It exploded on impact and sent him flying in the other direction. He slammed into his roof, bounced over to the other side and slammed into the ground. Chuck hurried over to his badly wounded friend. The Great Fox began to fly away, the all the smashers standing atop of it, please with their easy victory.
"Thanks- a for the Demo," Mario called out. The smashers all laughed as they flew away. Jordo's eyes snapped open. Enraged, he pulled out a kunai from behind and took careful but quick aim. With what was left of his strength, he tossed the knife and let it fly. The knife found a mark and stuck Luigi in the back of the neck as the smashers were going below deck. Mario caught his dead brother in his arms. He glared at Jordo from above, and would have gone after him if the ship wasn't taking off. Fox had to stop him.
"No! We'll get him later! We need to get back to HQ! Now!" Fox said as he and Link held Mario back.
"I'm-a gonna kill you!" Mario shouted. "You wait and see! Your-a dead!" And the ship took off into the sky with Mario cursing Jordo's name.
Chuck watched as they disappeared. He looked down at Jordo who was still lying on the ground, battered, bruised, and bleeding. But what really hurt the most (besides his organs) was his pride. Chuck was about to say something after a few minutes, but Jordo sat up and cut him off. He spat out some blood, but more seeped out of his mouth and nose and dripped down his neck. Chuck let him meditate quietly. Finally, Jordo reached into his pants pocket and pulled out his cell phone. He dialed a number and held the receiver to his ear still sulking. Some one answered.
"Get me Sony…" he mumbled.