Chapter 9 – It was all a scam…

Oh… YES! I forgot to tell you… since this story is coming to an end, I thought I'd tell you that there might be a sequel to this! Yessiree, you'll find out why there is in this chapter or perhaps the last (or second last) chapter. Possibly.

Y. Link: Yeah… like anybody cares…

Me: Please! No more comments from you, Young Link!

Y. Link: -sigh- oh, fine… Crystalicios doesn't own us (thank god) or any of the other things in SSBM or anything that Nintendo owns. She however owns the theme park and the plot and Medusia… THE ONLY THING SHE OWNS!

If anybody knows why the name Medusia and her uncanny love for snakes connect, tell me! I need to see, if people are aware of those small details…

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Zelda's POV

"Gone?" I echoed Samus's words, as the Bounty Hunter now pulled out the whole drawer and dumped out the items in them. When she couldn't find the item she was looking for, she started pulling out other drawers and looking for piece.

"I've had a thought." Peach said thoughtfully. "You don't think… Saria…?"

"Why would she want my map piece?" Samus frantically replied. "Her fight is with Zelda not me!" She clutched her head, shut her eyes and moaned, "How could I have let this happen!"

Peach and I dropped to the floor and started inspecting the whole room. But it was not to be found. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. Could it have been Saria? I somehow thought it was her. I hadn't seen her this whole day, yet… I scanned the room. I knew somebody stole it… "Peach… What did you want to tell me?" I whispered, while I pretended to search Peach's jewelry box.

"Tell ya later… Not while Samus is here." She whispered.

"Will you both quit jabbering and help me search!" Samus shouted at us.

Knock, knock.

"Who's there?" Samus asked flustered.

"Oooh! I love 'knock knock' jokes!" Peach exclaimed happily forgetting what was going on and switching to her IQ of whatever it was now to below seventy

"It's me, Saria! Jeez, I lost my bloody key!" A high-pitched voice that did not sound like Saria, said. Me and Samus exchanged looks. Saria never said the word 'bloody' and Saria didn't have a high-pitched voice, even if she did have a cold.

But Peach, who wasn't in her right mind walked up the door muttering, "That wasn't a funny knock-knock joke at all. I don't get it…"

"PEACH NO!" Samus and I yelled at the same time, but like in most stories with lots of cliffhangers, it was too late.

"Heh… I'm pretty good at these good voice impressions aren't I?" The person laughed while Peach stared at him in shock, possibly wondering if she were dreaming or not.

Marth's POV

"Cheer up Marth, it couldn't have gotten worse." The young blonde swordsman told me. He regretfully stared at the pond, his eyes full of memories. Probably the memories that he and Zelda shared together. "Me and Zelda first kissed by a pond." He reminiscently and absentmindedly told me. As if I would really listen.

"D'you think I should've told her?" I asked, even though Link and I had worn this subject out many a time before. I looked at the white lilies in the pond. One of my teachers had told me that white lilies stood for peace and purity. I could sure go for some peace right about now.

"It might've sounded too… desperate. And besides, she wouldn't have believed you." Link reminded me. I put my arms over the bench back and settled backward, relaxing myself.

"Why hello there… Marth." A voice lilted from my right. "And of course, Link."

We both turned to the unfamiliar voice. Her eyes were the most brilliant shade of ultramarine. Her eyes held a mischievous look yet there was something else I couldn't quite put my finger on. Her lips were pulled into a half-smile as she eyed us. Her hair color was of a gleaming chestnut that went down to her lower waist. She walked gracefully and was tall and had an attractive figure. To top it off she was wearing high heels, a mini-skirt that was very small and a tank-top that revealed her midriff and showed off a lot of cleavage. I also noticed that she must've spent a lot of time doing her make-up because it was done perfectly, from eye shadow to nail-polish.

"Can we help you?" I asked uncertainly but as politely as I could, trying to keep my eyes off her revealing flesh. Samus would never wear things as revealing as this I couldn't help thinking.

"Ohh… yes. Why certainly." She responded in the same lilting voice of hers.

"Do we know you?" Link asked. He was doing better than I was keeping his eyes in her face and not anywhere else.

"I'm afraid not. But…" She added quickly when she saw Link's eyes have an annoyed look on them, "I really could use some help from such handsome boys like you." She gave a seducing smile when she saw I was practically drooling. She was a perfect ten. Who needed Samus when you had her? But who was her?

"Sorry, but me and Marth have other things to do." Link said, with a hard edge in his voice. "Riiight Marth?" He added looking at me ogling at her.

Not right, Link. I was never the type to be a pervert but… This was a special case. "Uh… What's your name?" I asked. I inwardly grimaced at how stupid I sounded.

She gave a girly laugh. "My name? My name is Medusia."

"Pretty." I remarked and then motioned for her to sit, barely acknowledging that Link had left the area in disgust.

She sat down right next to me, her angelic, perfect ten—no wait—fifteen touching mine. I can't believe I was stressing over Samus when here was a girl so gorgeous is actually noticing me! I thought. I could feel the heat emanating from her. She carefully crossed her leg on top of the other, sat straight up and put her hands on her knees. Then she spoke. "I have a problem. And I'm afraid only you can help me. Oh, please will you help?" She put on a dramatic expression; her overly lip-glossed lips pouted out and put on the puppy dog face. It was way too hard to resist.

"Anything for you." I said in a lovesick manner that probably didn't suit me.

"Oh goody!" She clapped her well manicured hands together and put on a sad expression on her face. "My father is Master Hand."

"What!" I yelled loudly. Her gorgeous face was pulled into a sad manner. I could see something else in that frown. What was it? Laughter? But when she spoke again I soon forgot all about it as she began her unhappy tale.

"Yes, it is terrible. But I really want to make him like me! He doesn't care about me. He just… is really mean to me! I didn't even do anything wrong either. And now he's putting the blame on me for murdering all these people. I don't know why!" Her ultramarine eyes were downcast. "Please… could you—wait… do you have a map piece?" She asked her eyes wide.

I wish I could say yes. It was so pitiful seeing her there. It wasn't fair that Master Hand was putting blame on her like this! "I… can't. I don't have one! I mean I did once but…" I trailed off hopelessly. I didn't want to tell her my secret.

She gave an even more seductive smile. She moved closer to me. Her body was practically squeezed against mine. I could feel her body heat. She whipped her hair back; her shampoo scent wafting up my nostrils. She slid a hand around my lower waist. Goosebumps crawled up on me. Her face moved closer to the side of my face. "I know you have it. Please, do it for me and you'll get anything you want from me?" I could feel her minty breath on my ear. I refrained myself from shuddering.

But something else disturbed me. One thing I hated that was definitely on my top ten. Whores. Please do it for me and you'll get anything you want from me? She was selling herself from me.

I stood up and away from her. She looked at me. I crossed my arms defiantly. "I was speaking the truth. I don't have the map piece. Furthermore, I don't want you to be sold to me. Good day to you too." I said coldly.

Her eyes narrowed at me. She suddenly lost all the prettiness. Her eyes reduced to thin slits, and the rest of her eye became a nasty yellow-greenish shade. Her silky hair turned into a wavy black and looked like a multitude of snakes. And when she spoke, she seemed to have two great fangs. "As you wish. Your life will be a living hell. And what's more is that I know whom your heart desires. And you can be sure that you will attend her funeral before your friends attend your own!" She hissed. Was it my imagination or did her hair slither and hiss? But before I could take a better look she stomped away madly.

Mr. Game & Watch's POV

I wandered up and down the streets pausing at the rides and reflecting on what had happened so far when I bumped into a girl. A green haired girl, with green eyes, pale skin, and a green shirt with green pants. "I'm very sorry!" I stammered. She gave me a scowl.

"I don't have time for a 2-D like you." She snarled. "Say sorry!"

"Uh… I did." I said taken-aback and a little scared at her rudeness.

"Whatever! I have other things on my mind. Important things other than you." She emphasized it. Like I wanted to spend time with some bad-tempered sprite anyway.

I saw her stomp away. Curious, I followed her; turning straight forward (Since 2-D's are 2 dimensional they only have two sides not more than that!) so she wouldn't catch me that easily. One of the good reasons of being a 2-D. She walked fast, faster, faster… I was practically jogging by the time she stopped. I hid behind a trash bin and saw her walk up to a freaky looking girl with black hair that looked like snakes, yellow eyes with black narrow slits, and fangs protruding from her mouth.

"Did you get it?" The snake-haired girl asked.

"Yes. Here it is, Medusia." The green-haired girl fumbled for the map piece. I caught myself in the nick of time. Didn't we find all the pieces? "Wait!" She snapped as the girl named Medusia got the greedy glint in her eyes. "What about my end of the bargain?"

"You'll get it, Ssssaria. Chill." She hissed and narrowed her eyes. If I were given that look I'd run. Even from my hidden spot goose bumps traveled all over me and the reason why I shivered wasn't just because of the faint drizzle spraying on us. "Now… give me that map pieccccee" She hissed out again.

"Not until you keep my side of the bargain. You do remember it don't you?" She said annoyingly.

"Yesss… ssstop nagging!" She snapped.

"Sorry." She rolled her eyes and dangled it from Medusia's reach.

"You are forcccccing me to do ssssomething I don't want to do." She flicked a forked tongue out. Then I did a double-take; A clump of hair opened two large green eyes, went up to Saria's outstretched hand and snatched the paper with fangs. What she had on her head wasn't hair… they were snakes. Dozens of them.

"That's not fair!" Saria cried out. "We had a deal."

Medusia threw back her head, her snake-hair flying everywhere, "You thought I wasss going to keep my part of the deal? No! I do not keep my promissses!" She laughed.

"But I stole it! I'm not going to do your dirty work! I'm the one who stole it from Samus, not you!" Saria protested, nearly crying.

That went too far. I felt responsible. Since I knew what was going on I should stop it. I kicked the garbage bin toward Medusia. It rolled knocking Saria, then Medusia; the map piece fluttered from Medusia's hair-snake. I jumped, caught it. In the midst of shrieking, confusion and dust I managed to escape.

Roy's POV

"Roy…" Peach said breathlessly to me at the door. I didn't—well actually I did—know why it felt so good to hear her voice.

"Yeah, it's me. Listen; do you have the time…?" I made up my mind to tell her how I felt about her. No backing out.

"For?" She nervously asked.

"Er… to talk." I told her.

"Oh… you want to talk?" She sarcastically replied. Inwardly, I winced. I wish I hadn't been so late confessing that I liked her. "Sorry, I have no time for you right now." I knew what she was doing; making me feel guilty, making me feel destroyed and defeated. I knew that she had the rights to do that, but nevertheless it felt like the world had crashed on me.

"Yeah right, she doesn't!"

"Yeah she does!"

Samus and Zelda said at the same time (Samus saying the first statement frantically and Zelda saying the second)

"I need to help Samus search…" Peach mumbled, completing her sentence incoherently. She looked irritated at me and herself. I knew why she gave me an irritated look.

"Look…" I pleaded.

"Do I know you?" She gave me a questioning sarcastic look. "I'm sorry Roy but I seriously have no time to talk. At all. Please leave." She gestured out the ajar door.

My shoulders drooped. I slumped out. Even my unruly hair finally seemed to get wilt even though I couldn't really tell. I turned around, to look at Peach one last time. She was looking at me in a peculiar expression. Her look seemed blank, and empty.

Then, something ran in, knocking me aside. I fell into Zelda who squawked indignantly and kicked me off her, brushing herself of my cooties.

I rolled my eyes and then studied at the person in me. He was black. All black. Like he'd been colored in by an artist. Like a shadow. You could tell he had a large nose. Something else peculiar about him was that he was… 2-D.

"Mr. Game & Watch?" Peach asked.

"Yeah." He seemed out of breath when he responded.

"What happened? What's that in your hand?" Peach asked.

Mr. Game & Watch turned to Samus and handed her a bit of parchment, "I suppose this belongs to you."

Samus let out a cry of thanks and clutched it at her heart. "Oh. My. God! Thank you! You don't know how much I needed this! You don't know how much this means to me!"

I smirked slightly. Peach shot me a nasty look. I covered up the smirk rather hastily.

Samus kissed the bottle of mascara in her hand, "Thank you tiny toilet brush with black glop in it that cost forty bucks! And what's its brand name? Raa-viii-sheing?" So while Samus kissed Peach ("Argh, get your lips off me! The only people who can touch me with those things are my future boyfriend and my mum and dad! And besides the mascara not tiny toilet brush is called 'Ravishing' not whatever you said it was!") and Zelda, ("Yes, Samus… We know… you're happy… jeez louise. AH," She choked, as Samus squeezed tighter, "Too much love…") Mr. Game & Watch filled in with what ever happened.

At the end of his story Samus was whining, "Why Saria?"

And Zelda yelled, "That little… Insert the worst word possible here"

And Peach simply was grinning (Others would say stupidly but I kind of thought it was sexy) into space whispering, "It fits doesn't it?"

"What fits?" I asked.

The grin was wiped off her face and she faced me saying, "This is probably the reason why Saria was magically transformed into some bad mooded meanie."

There was a pause at Peach's words. Then… "Hahahahaha! Really, you're too much…" Peach frowned.

"It was just a theory…" She muttered.

"Well, of course that's the reason." Zelda exasperatedly shouted. "Now, as I recall, I had—or should I say me and Peach here—have a date with a mysterious young hunk." Zelda grabbed a surprised Peach and gave a flirtatious wink to us all (jokingly of course) and dashed out the door.

There was an uncomfortable silence.

"Well… I'd better get going." I said a moment later and walked out too, wishing I had said what I'd wanted to say.

Medusia's Diary

Dear Diary,

My attempt of seduction to Marth has failed. First Roy then him! Everybody else falls for me and my dashing good looks but not those two! The ones I have always been reserved for. Instead they've fell for these two plain-faced girls. No matter… When I'm rich and powerful I'll be able to control both of them and not just one. They'll beg for mercy. And once I get those map pieces, no one will stop me! Hm… I wonder why I'm being so evil… Maybe it's father's influence. Whatever, I've got to prepare an outfit for my little appointment I have today… or should I say tomorrow since this is soo late at night, or rather sooo early in the morning. Anyway… I suppose that's it! Ta-ta diary!

Samus's POV

(A/N: This is after Peach told Zelda about the note. Samus was eavesdropping on them both)

"I still don't understand why we couldn't tell Samus." Zelda asked, frowning, "I mean, she will get angry if somebody doesn't tell her and she finds it out on her own."

"Are you stupid!" Peach said in a frustrating manner, "Look at this passage here! It says that if we told Samus what's going on she might die!" She jabbed her finger at the letter that she'd received from the midget.

I studied Zelda's face as her eyes widened in horror. "We-ell…" She stammered, "It could be a bluff. Anyway, why isn't Samus specifically not allowed to come?"

"We can't take any more chances in times like this," Peach sighed shredding the letter into tiny bits and blowing them off her palm, "And isn't it obvious to why Samus can't come? She obviously has a map piece and we don't. Maybe this anonymous person has a grudge against Samus or something. Oh I don't know!" She threw her hands up.

I couldn't believe it. I'd finally felt at home in a girls group. I'd finally made friends with a girl like Peach and a girl like Zelda. But now? I felt like the third wheel. Why didn't they tell me about the note! It was obviously a bluff. And anyway, I wasn't called a bounty hunter for nothing; I could take care of myself pretty well. I guess some people like Peach just like baby-sitting me.

"It's alright, Peachy. You don't need all the answers…" Zelda rubbed Peach's shoulder comfortingly.

"You know what?" Peach's voice was slow before it became excited, like her light bulb had turned on (Something that rarely happens, I sourly thought before feeling guilty)

"What?" Zelda asked.

"What if… It's only a theory." Peach started excitedly. "What if this mystery person is…?"

"…Samus's mystery guy?" Zelda finished excitedly. "Yeah that could be it! I'll bet it is!"

"I'd bet my best mascara that it is!" Peach said.

Zelda raised an eyebrow, "Best mascara?" She asked quizzically.

"Hey! That cost me forty bucks! Now you argue whether that isn't expensive or not!"

"All I know is that you've been ripped off very badly." Zelda snickered

I watched their little happy scene with a feeling of anger bubbling sluggishly in my stomach. But excitement was in there too. I couldn't wait! What if it was my mystery guy? If Zelda and Peach didn't want me there, then they wouldn't know I would be there! I thought, planning to follow them.

Peach's POV

12:00 A.M, the hidden alleyway behind Hotel number 3

"Um… We're here." I heard Zelda call out softly.

I was nervous. I could feel eyes watching me but every time I spun around to look nobody was there. We were there at the same place. Hotel number three. So why wasn't anybody showing up?

I edged closer to Zelda who seemed as cautious as I, but not an ounce of fear showed in her eyes. She serenely surveyed her surroundings. I heard her mutter, "Coward," When I bumped into her slightly. I ignored her, knowing that I whatever she called me was probably true.

Somebody cried out and then moaned.

I sharply inhaled breath as my and Zelda turned toward the entrance. I saw a distinct figure slump to the ground.

"Someone's in trouble!" I urgently whispered but as I ran toward it, Zelda extended her arm and caught me painfully.

"It could be a trap." She said through gritted teeth. Her light blue eyes narrowed, while my dark blue ones contracted in fear.

"Show yourself!" She shouted.

There was a pause. Only the rustle of winds could be heard along with leaves scattering everywhere. Just when Zelda opened her mouth again there came a chuckle. A cold villainous chuckle.

Me and Zelda turned in opposite directions. Now I could feel Zelda's fear. Next to me she sparkled and turned a soft glowing white. An instant later Zelda turned into her alter-ego, Sheik.

"…Peach…" A weak cry came from the entrance of the alleyway. I recognized that voice. But it was so weird to hear it being weak.

"Samus?" Sheik whispered in her hoarse voice.

Sheik motioned me to stay here. Then she edged toward the figure. I watched her crouch down, feeling a sense of dread and forbiddance. I wanted Sheik to stay by me. But I also knew that Samus was probably badly wounded or she wouldn't moan like the way she did now. Besides, I didn't want to sound selfish so I stayed quiet.

But that was my mistake. A cold hand clapped over my mouth, the other hand slipping around my hands.

"Caught you." A feminine voice said smugly.

I didn't know who she was but I knew I had to get out of this mess. Fast. The only trouble was that I was so panicked that I couldn't think properly. Oh Sheik…She was waiting for you to move away from me all along. It was a trap! How naïve could I get?

"Now, why did Samus come here?" The voice growled to me. I felt cloth being tied around my mouth, legs and feet. But that's not what bothered me. Hadn't I heard this voice before? Sort of like… A memory…

"Don't recognize me yet, do you Peach?" The voice mockingly inquired. Where had I last heard this voice talk like this?

Of course. How could I be so stupid? This was my ex-best friend's voice. Medusia.

Sheik's POV/Zelda's POV

"Sh…" I whispered as Samus moaned. Her hand clutched at her hip. She moaned faintly once again and her eyes were shut. Her breathing was labored and heavy.

"Zelda…" She moaned. I didn't bother to tell her that she should call me Sheik. "It's… a trap! Go back… to… Peach." She gasped. Then she tried to tell me something but I hushed her.

"Peach can take care herself. Right now you can't." I kneeled and pressed the button that made her armor go back into her watch again. Then I gently removed her hand from her hand. As much as I didn't want to do it, I unbuttoned her pants and studied the wound on her hip. Where there was usually smooth white skin there was now an ugly, purple welt etched. I gingerly touched it as if it were my own wound. Samus gave a sharp intake of breath. She became tense, but didn't say anything, just tightened her eyelids in pain.

"Listen, Sheik. Peach is in trouble. Just look and you'll know what I mean." Samus said through gritted teeth, while I transformed back into Zelda (A/N: Only Zelda can heal wounds, not her alter-ego).

I ignored her and called upon my power; making my hands glow a faint blue then I placed them on her thigh. When I removed my hand the welt was gone. Samus buttoned her pants back up and stood up, gingerly putting weight on it. "Thanks, Zelda." She whispered in relief. "Now… as I was saying, Peach is in trouble. It's a trap. I shouldn't have come. We have to-"

Her sentence was cut off when something was tied around her mouth, arms and legs. A second later mine was too. Then something or someone kicked us hard in the legs so we both lost our balance and fell. I felt myself hitting the floor. If only someone could save us!

General POV

Once the three captured girls were unwillingly tied to chairs and there gags removed, a dying beam of light that came from a flash light flickered on.

"Medusia." Peach said under her breath.

"You know her?" Samus asked.

"I did. Or I once thought I did. Medusia used to be my best friend until we both fell for Roy. Then, we got into fights because of him and we promised to break contact because that was the only solution to stop our fight. But I guess not." She added, glaring at the pretty girl in front of them who was dressed in velvet, dark blue, medieval style dress. Medusia amusedly returned the glare.

"Well, well, well. I was going to only talk to the both of you," She gestured to Peach and Zelda, "But if you'd rather bring-"

Samus asked, "Why don't you want me to listen?"

"Well, I wouldn't be likely to tell you now, would I?" She harshly giggled (A/N: I know, those two words don't go together!) Then her amused expression became blank and expressionless and she started her story…

Samus's POV

"My father, or rather foster father is Master Hand," She started, not looking at us, but instead choosing to look at the floor "He was forced to care for me as a baby, and I think he is rather ashamed of caring for me. At first I didn't care a whit about him. Why should I? I had everything I needed. All the toys, cosmetics, EVERYTHING I needed. But as I grew up, I wondered whether a hand could actually be my father. Eventually he told me that I was forced under care by him. I won't tell you how exactly I was. That remains a secret (A/N: this is the sequel I might do!). Anyhow, I grew up pampered like a princess. Some would call me spoiled," She laughed as if that notion were ridiculous, "but nevertheless I grew up living in luxury. Then Master Hand decided to put me in the local public school, Nintendo High so I knew how to live like…" She paused to find a word insulting enough, "…a commoner.

"There I met Peach, the popular one. Of course, I knew all about power and knew I simply had to make friends with her to be on top of it all. It felt so wonderful knowing that I had all the attention that I needed. Then it happened." She glared at Peach with hatred. "Peach fell for Roy. And when I found out about that, I decided for myself that he was very handsome too. And so… We both started to fight and that whole while Roy was too shy to come out and tell us who he liked more. I suppose he didn't want to hurt Peach's feelings. I was enraged. So Peach, with her innocence," She snorted the word, 'innocence' like Peach wasn't innocent, "and wit," She also said that sarcastically, "said that we should break up our friendship and call it a neutral. Of course, I agreed. Then, my dear father, who never paid attention to me, planned this Smash Test thing. Whoever passed would be the "Chosen Ones", whatever that meant. I was angry. He paid more attention to you then me! It was decided that I would be entrusted with the only twelve map pieces. I decided to send the first map piece to Marth who was the first to receive one. I knew he was a gullible boy who fell for girls as pretty as I. And I sort of liked him. But then, I didn't know he liked a particular girl."

At this point, Medusia's mad-happy glint in her eyes turned an icy cold and stared at me while she started again.

"So, in the dead of the night, I watched my Marth dress up in this black cape thing or whatever it was and climb to your porch on the very first day. I saw him give it to you," She pointed a manicured finger at me, glaring, "And then you tried unmasking him but of course, Marth didn't let you know it was him. And even after he gave you the map piece, he visited you after a couple more times in that ludicrous disguise of his." She paused for breath and waited in what (for me at least) was a dramatic effect.

Marth? It couldn't be… the mysterious person was… Marth? I could feel Zelda and Peach, craning to get a good look at me, fearful of what I might do. But I just numbly stared at my knees. I'd told him that I didn't love him when I actually… did. This didn't make any sense. How could Marth be him? But then after thinking about it for a little while, I realized that Marth could've done it. If I ever got out of this mess… the first person I would speak to would be Marth.

I finally pulled myself together and continued to listen to Medusia's story.

Zelda's POV

"I finally grew bored of this whole test thing," Medusia was looking at me now, "And I especially hated how Master Hand never seemed to have time for me. Me!" She shrieked loudly causing a few spare birds to flap away. The hate in her eyes increased alarmingly, "I his only child! I the only person who he had a right to care for! So… I decided to ruin the tournament. I decided to use Saria as one of my henchmen, knowing she would help me. After all, that ugly little butt wasn't pretty and she was just a lowly-life sprite."

"She is not!" I protested, not entirely sure why I was sticking up for my worst enemy.

Medusia ignored me and continued, "I snuck around in Saria's room and gathered information. She was jealous of… you." This time she pointed at me giving me a nasty grin.

"I made her steal your diary, and know your secrets. I made her threaten Link. The stupid little prat didn't want to hurt Link but I forced her to do it, saying that she'd sign her own death warrant if she didn't agree to what I said. She of course, obeyed me. She went out with Link and the only reason why she did that was to hurt you." She was mainly speaking to me now.

"Eventually, I made her do nastier things. I made her steal Samus's map piece, although that plan didn't go too well. Some crummy 2-D stole it from us." I couldn't help but think of Mr. Game & Watch and I almost smiled. "I made her do all sorts of things." She continued, "I even made her kill Malon, saying that I would make sure Malon wouldn't get harmed." At that point she grinned like a mad-man… er… woman.

"You never kept your promises." Spat Peach glaring at her with extreme hatred and disgust while Samus was still numb from the shock of Marth, kept her head down.

Medusia smirked and said sarcastically, "You know me oh so well, Peach. Anyhow, getting back to the story. Saria, of course, blamed herself for killing Malon which made her guilty on the double." Medusia paused, before giving me a bittersweet smile, "And now that you know your whole truth I'll tell you what I did to Peach.

Poor Saria, was all I could think. In my mind, I mentally forgave her for everything she did.

Peach's POV

I was so mad. How could Medusia do this? I stared at her defiantly before speaking first. "Let me guess what you did to me. It was you who flooded the elevator and let me guess, hm… did you persuade James to rape me?"

Medusia frowned truly for the first time, "I told James to steal Samus's map piece but I suppose he got you both mixed up. Anyway, yes Peach. I was quite tired of you. I hated you. You weren't brilliant. You weren't this perfect little angel. True, you might have a bit of good looks but they don't match my beauty and even you have to admit it." She said. Yes, I knew my looks didn't match her beauty, but did she honestly have to rub it in?

"Face it, Peach. Here was some stupid jerk who was one of the most popular girls in school. And I never was as popular as you. You robbed me of my much needed attention. So when James told me that the "rape" didn't go as planned because a certain swordsman saved you…"

"You must mean swordsmen. Link and Marth saved me." I said, frowning at the snobby girl in front of me.

"Correction: one swordsman by the name of Roy saved you." She spat out his name. "And I was most certainly surprised when the same person saved you from the drowning of the elevator. What did he see in you anyway?" She screamed it out in fury.

Another surprise for me. Roy? Why did he lie to me about not rescuing me? I knew it was him… but… why didn't he say that it was him? And how come Marth said he saved me?

"Don't think you're so special Peach." She snarled, noticing my dazed, happy expression. Damn, I had to work on keeping my face blank. "Just because Roy happened to save you twice in a row doesn't mean he likes you. In fact," She triumphantly reached into a pocket and withdrew a tiny vial with lavender liquid inside, "I'll make sure he doesn't fall in love with you and only falls in love with yours truly!" She gave me a wink, indicating herself.

"Yeah, what's that supposed to be? A love potion?" I snickered, not believing it.

I wish I'd kept my mouth shut.

"As a matter of fact, yes." She sniffed.

I exchanged looks with Samus and Zelda. We all burst out laughing, despite the fact we were bound up and forced sitting in chairs. And we had the possibility that we were going to die. "You don't believe me?" Her eyes darkened. "I've had it tested. And tomorrow morning, before I kill you all, I'll make sure you take back that laugh when Roy only has his eyes set on me!"

I glared at her again, I opened my mouth to give an angry retort but before I could a bunch of arrows came from the top of Hotel Number 3 and struck Medusia on her clothes only. They came down with such force, that when they pierced her clothes they drove right into the wall, leaving her hanging there. I counted two on each arm and two on each leg. Eight arrows.

Then a voice I knew all too well came from the entrance of the alleyway retorted for me, "Wanna bet?"

Two figures were at the end of the alleyway. One had unruly hair. Roy. The other was garbed in a black cloak with a hood pulled over his head (aka Marth)

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Yay! The end!... For this Chapter anyway… More to come later…