11--- yeah… I'm back. Unfortunately, my line at the bottom DIDN'T SHOW UP AGAIN! Grrrrr… Anyway.. its cool.
Young Link: SUURE IT IS
Shut up! Anyway, I can't be more pleased to say that I have actually plucked up the courage to continue a story like this! Awesome. I don't know what's wrong with me right now.
Y. Link: I do… she has ADD (attention deficit disorder)
SHUT UP YOU LITTLE INSECT!
Y. Link: Might I add she is also PMSing… what ever that is…
I am not! -blushes furiously- you shouldn't be talking about that stuff anyway!
Anyway… in this chapter, you shall find out about Marth's weird behavior and hopefully my cliffhanger.
Also, I have repeated fifty-kabillion times, but to people who don't know, I haven't played Fire Emblem, so I don't know a thing about Roy or Marth. Therefore, I am going to make up stuff about them in this chapter (actually Marth… not Roy)
Another note: Recently I found out I am the stupidest person when it comes to name. Adrenaline's name isn't ACTUALLY Adrenaline. Hahahaha, what a joke. It's actually Adeleine. So don't be alarmed to see a new character.
(Apparently a Mac doesn't use my symbols… so I have to settle with these)
Continuing Where we left off
DK's POV
It was glowing. Rather faintly at first, but it grew brighter. Kirby and Ness nervously took a tiny step backward. Suddenly pain seared through my arm as if I had been burned. I sucked in my breath and watched everybody else holding the map put on a face that suggested pain. I almost let go but I kept on.
BANG!
A cloud of smoke engulfed the room, and I was nearly thrown off my feet. Since I was the only heavyweight holding the map, I was blown a few feet away. Everybody else was thrown off their feet. Wind coursed through my pudding-bowl hair, flipping it backward.
Everybody stared at the map, afraid of what would happen next.
Young Link was the first to venture forward. He looked at the map. "Wow." He gasped. He pointed to it. "Its… its whole! It's the whole map piece!"
He tried to pick it up but he cried out in pain the moment his fingers brushed across it. He clutched his hand and looked at his palm. It was raw and shiny, as if he'd been burned.
Murmurs rippled throughout the room. "How are we supposed to know where to go if we can't even touch it?" I heard Link complaining to Mario, who in reply shrugged his shoulders.
I was struck by a sudden possibility. I took a tentative step forward. Nobody paid attention except for Mr. Game and Watch.
"What do you think you're doing? Are you stupid or stupid?" He asked. He obviously knew what I was going to do
"Neither." Young Link probably couldn't pick it up because he never had a map piece in the first place. That probably meant that... I could touch it at least.
I reached down, shut my eyes and braced myself for pain. Then I leaned down and felt the parchment. No burn, although it felt warm. Like the sun's rays. And it was also dry. So dry it seemed to be sucking the moisture out of my finger.
I picked it up. I saw many things labeled on this map. I could already tell it was enchanted because black dots moved around on here. They represented people. Most of them were in their room. I quickly located the room we were currently in and noticed that there were 12 dots that were colored silver, rather than black. I assumed that the 12 represented the people with the map pieces.
I suddenly felt special. I was one of the few who could hold this map! I quickly ran a broad finger to the place we were supposed to go. Master Hand's office. It was located in between two rides. But there was also a tiny house blocking the way. I frowned at that. A house in a theme park? It looked like we had to go through the house in order to get to the office.
"Shut up everybody. Look! DK is touching it!" Mario pointed at me. Everybody instantly grew quiet.
I told them that only people who had possessed the map pieces from before could have touched them. After what I told them they started talking again.
"Can it!" Ness shouted. Everybody stopped. "Now that we've figured a way to go there, we're going to go and see Master Hand and we'll see if he can stop this madness and let us go, understood?"
A murmur of assent coursed through the crowd. "Now follow me." He said. "Can I borrow this?" he asked me. I gave it to him and we marched outside.
Marth's POV
"We've been going in circles for an hour already!" Peach whined. She cursed for the millionth time as she tripped on her heel again.
"Are you sure you know where you're going?" Samus annoyed, annoyed. She tried snatching it from Ness but he eluded her easily.
How could I possibly face her? I felt so ashamed. And now that I thought about it, I supposed my deal wasn't even worth it.
Even my own brain asks why I did it.
-Flashback-
Marth groaned. "Arise, fool." Darkness surrounded the area. Marth opened his eyes. He was lying sprawled out in what looked like a shady office. It was dark enough not to show the man's face completely, but it was also light enough to show a wooden desk and a sleek cat lying a couple feet away from him.
Where am I? Marth wondered. He'd never seen this place before. He slowly got up. All he had remembered was going to sleep. And this morning he'd been dragged here.
He nervously felt for his Falchion… before discovering it wasn't there! Now he felt really bad. The only reason a swordsman can fight is because of his trusty sword. Right now, Marth felt like vomiting all over the carpet. He had the worst feeling at this place.
A pokemon stood, looking at the young swordsman. It stood upright like a human, but you could easily see it was not. It, like every pokemon, wore no clothing, but was a bright yellow color. It held two spoons in each hand. Its eyes forever held the tense look, always predicting the future. A grayish-peach moustache came out of his abnormally long nose that looked like a snout. It whimpered, "Alakazam."
Marth sat criss-crossed at the floor. That would explain who dragged him here. Alakazam had probably teleported him here. He shivered. He did not like the looks of this place.
"What do you want?" He asked. He felt ashamed at the whimper in his voice.
"Stand up, you coward. Sit on my chair. There is nothing to be afraid of." A man's cold voice rang through the air, chilly and piercing.
Marth scrambled up and stumbled onto the chair. It was quite cold in the room, and being dressed in a night-suit didn't make things better. He was shivering and his feet felt like ice. He rubbed them against each other, trying to heat them up. He waited for the man to speak.
"Good. I need a favor from you. What are you?" He asked rudely.
"What do you mean?" Marth asked nervously.
"I mean where do you come from, what is your origin, and what is your destiny." The man's eyes blazed with hunger.
Marth felt like something had wrenched out his guts. So this man knew who he was. Marth, age 16, exiled prince of Altea. Marth looked down.
"I am the exiled Prince of Altea." Marth murmured at his knees. He deftly felt the man's mouth twitch, as if to smile.
"The exiled? Who is to take your line next then?" He asked not caring that it was a rather touchy subject to Marth.
"I am. But when my father dies, that is when I succeed the throne." He snapped, abandoning his nervousness. This man did not know a thing about him!
"Calm down! Sit." The man coldly addressed him. The Alakazam fixed his eyes on Marth and using his psychic powers, he made Marth sit.
"Now… you obviously do care much about this kingdom of yours. Altream?
"Altea." Marth gritted his teeth.
"Whatever. I have this favor to ask. And if you don't accept it, Altrea will be doomed, and the blame will go on you? Are you following me?"
It took longer than expected for Marth to register what he'd just said. He laughed, "That's impossible! You'd never be able to do it! Altea is capable of fighting for itself. You won't be able to defeat it so easily!"
"Don't I?" The man regarded in a dangerous soft voice. "You saw what my faithful pokemon, Alakazam did to you, did you not? If you did not know, I am a pokemon expert and the most powerful pokemon master in the world. There was once a time when I actually took hold of a powerful pokemon that was created by scientist. However, the pokemon was too smart, and abandoned me. It is quite frightened of me, I suppose. In fact, I think this very pokemon is at this godforsaken place. You obviously think that your people will kill my pokemon. Think again." His voice was light and amused.
Marth rolled his eyes. "You only have one of that psychic pokemon though." He said, barely acknowledging the whole speech the man just said.
"Ah but do I?" The man's face became lined, as he formed a feral smile. He ripped open a drawer and pulled out three balls. A strange jet of red light shot out and three other completely different pokemon appeared.
"Meet Hypno, Gardevoir, and Skarmory."
The first pokemon was as bright yellow as Alakazam. But he was taller, and held a pendulum in front of him. It slowly swung in front of his face. His eyes held a sleepy look.
The second pokemon was beautiful. It looked as it if it were wearing a dress of white and pale green. It floated just mere inches from the floor. Its eyes were a red color and intense, a little covered be a green knob coming out of its head (A/N: Its sort of hard to describe a Gardevoir. Its one of my six pokemon in Ruby I used to beat the pokemon league for the first time. Anyway, I'm not doing much justice to Gardevoir's image. So if you really are curious about this particular pokemon try googling him up. It's a very graceful psychic pokemon ;))
The last pokemon, Marth could notice, wasn't psychic. It was a bird made of steel. It stood as tall as Marth, its legs as big as an ostrich's. When it spread its wings, Marth could see a little red in there.
"These pokemon alone are enough to kill half your kingdom." The man chuckled coldly. "They do whatever I tell them. And they are the strongest of their kind. At least, that's what I've seen. I haven't seen a stronger Gardevoir, Hypno, or Skarmory."
Marth closed his eyes and felt panic flooding everywhere. "What do I have to do to save my kingdom?"
"Kill the girl." The man said with finality. He slid a photo, facedown to Marth who caught it. Expecting to see a random girl, he was shocked to find a familiar blonde haired girl with bright green eyes.
"No." Marth croaked. "I won't do it!" He shouted. "I won't kill Samus."
"Oh so you know this girl? Well, I'm sorry to hear that." The man said in a bored sort of voice. "Well, I'm afraid it's your whole kingdom or her."
Marth sat there. He didn't know what to say. On one hand, there was his future kingdom at stake. On the other, there was Samus.
To stall his time he asked, "Why do you want to kill her? Why not anybody else?"
The man chuckled quietly, "Marth, future king of Altea, do you know why I picked you out of all people to kill Samus Aran?"
"No." Marth admitted. A chill ran up his spine like he knew something bad was going to come out of his mouth next.
"I know the woman you love is Samus. I also know that if it weren't for that meddling brat, you would have had the map piece. You gave her the map piece, do you not recall?" the man asked.
Marth did not reply. Did this man know about his secret meetings on the balcony? "Yes."
"Well now, you must take it. You must also kill her in the process."
"Why can't I just take it? Why must I kill her!" He shouted.
The man smiled a smile that was usually for ignorant, impatient children. "Because, now that Samus has been the possessor of the map piece for a long time, it won't let go of her. If you were to take it, it would magically disappear, when you don't keep your eye on it and return back to Samus. Unless the owner is killed or willingly gives it to you, you cannot keep it. Now maybe Samus might willingly give it back to you, but I should not prefer that. Think of the possibilities. Samus might blab to everybody that an anonymous somebody really needed it."
Marth stared at him in fury. Then he relaxed. All he had to do was make sure Samus never appeared in front of the man again. He could hide her. And he would never lose the person whom he loved most, and the thousands of people who didn't deserve to die.
"I accept."
"Good." The man hissed. "Leave now."
"Alright, stupid man." Marth snarled. He walked out the door.
"Oh and Marth, you do know I'll be watching. I've got spies all over this place, plus my psychic pokemon that can conjure an image of you anytime. And Samus." He added as an afterthought.
Marth turned around. He saw Gardevoir conjure up a image. The image showed a peacefully sleeping girl with a mass of blonde hair clouding around her.
Marth decided not to say anything. He didn't even have time to. Alakazam had teleported him out.
-End Flashback-
I wondered. Now that I thought of it, this mysterious person seemed to know a lot about me and my personal life. It seemed also scary that he actually knew I liked Samus. The only people who probably knew were Link, Roy, Samus (due to stupidity and lack of patience by me), and most likely Peach and Zelda (assuming Samus was a girl that told her friends her love life).
I also wondered when his kingdom would be destroyed. I often imagined a lot of pokemon terrorizing everyone. I had never felt so miserable and trapped. I never wanted to kill either side. And I ended up not doing either (I never really intended to kill Samus; the only reason why I refrained from saving her was because he still had doubts. And that's when I decided not to have a relationship with her, but not kill her. And then I conked her on the head, because I wasn't sure of what to do next. Sorrow had taken over me, and it had momentarily driven me crazy. I just couldn't take Samus's words anymore, so I sort of clonked her on the head and dropped her off by the hotel room.). But still, I would end up getting neither. His kingdom would be destroyed and Samus was mad at him, and probably would never speak to him again.
"Oh, sorry." I said, my thoughts came to an abrupt halt as I stepped on the sneaker of a girl. She turned around to face me. I gulped. It was Samus.
She gave me this blank stare. She looked through me, as though I was a ghost. Did I deserve this just because of a little doubt? I averted my eyes and shifted to another spot. I just wanted to shrink away, but another side of me wanted to take her in the arms and tell her the truth and make her understand my dilemma. But I knew that she'd never believe me. She probably doesn't even know I'm an exiled prince, destined to rule.
I bumped into Luigi this time. "Where are we?" I asked.
"I think this is it." Young Link said skeptically.
We faced an abandoned house. It looked old and consisted of two stories. It looked like it was one of those Haunted Houses you saw in theme parks.
"Is this it?" I whispered to myself.
"What else do you think it is?" Peach responded. Her gaze was transfixed on the house.
"A house." Mario rolled his eyes.
"I have a bad feeling about this." Zelda muttered softly. A second later she had vanished and a girl in a ninja suit appeared and replaced the feminine look of the princess.
"Should we go in?" Fox asked cautiously.
"What else should we do? This is the only thing we have to cross to Master Hand's office. Besides, its just a stinkin' house." Falco coolly said. However, I thought I could detect a glimmer of fear in his beady eyes.
"Is it just a stinkin' house?" A mysterious voice asked. It was Mewtwo.
Every eye was fixed on him. "Think of it this way; why would they put a house in front of Master Hand's office? If it were as easy as just passing through it, why put it in there in the first place?" He calmly addressed the crowd.
People blinked at his logic. "It does make sense." Yoshi admitted.
"But what else choice do we have? If we need to cross to see Master Hand, we need to go through this house. It's the only way." Sheik hoarsely said.
"That is also true." Link thought aloud.
"We should just enter, but we should keep our." Pichu quipped. Everybody turned to stare at the little pokemon.
"You talk English?" Bowser growled, voicing for the rest of the crowd.
Pichu eyed him calmly. "Yes. Just like you do, we do too. But only in dire situations."
Everybody didn't say anything for a while.
"Well why do you think that?" Samus grunted at the tiny pokemon.
"Well, we have to go through this house right?" squeaked Pikachu.
"And this house is probably also dangerous." Jigglypuff added.
"So put it together." Finished Pichu. He stopped and paused to sniff Roy's jeans.
"I do think they have a point." Ganondorf said. Popo and Nana nodded their heads silently.
"You don't have a choice anyway." A voice sounded. Our heads shot up. Something leapt down.
It was him. He was dressed differently, but I could recognize those cold eyes anywhere. A sweat broke out. Now he definitely knew about Samus.
"You have reached the last part of your Test. Go through the house to win. And just to tell you, you don't really have a choice to go or not."
"Why is that?" Samus shot up. I winced. Why did she have to call attention to herself? She was frowning at his face. "I know you from somewhere…" I heard her murmur to herself.
"Just because." He answered.
"Who are you?" Captain Falcon shouted.
The man eyed him, "My name goes by Giovanni." He took out a pokeball and opened it. Alakazam flew out. It concentrated on all of us.
"Close your eyes!" I screamed. Everybody looked in confusion. It was too late. We were had all been teleported.
Peach's POV
"Ohhh… this is the last time my head will hurt like this!" I woke up. My brain felt like it was swelling and about to explode my skull.
I looked around. I saw Link. He looked unconscious. I surveyed my surroundings.
We were in a playroom that I was familiar with. I spent so many times here, although it wasn't my own. No, it was Medusia's.
Marth's POV
I felt lightheaded, as though I was floating. But a second later I opened my eyes. I stared around the area. Everything here was dead. Everybody that had been teleported was now dead on the floor, dead in any type of way. Strangled, poisoned, stabbed, drowned, burned. I could not look much longer. I looked up. The sky was a brown haze. The grass was a dead looking color, and the trees had not a single shade of green on it.
"I guess you found it out." Zelda's voice penetrated the air that also seemed to be dead.
"What?"
"Everybody's dead." She said, her voice cracking. I turned around. One tear. Then the other. In her hands was a dead Peach who had blood dripping out of her mouth. Samus's head was on Zelda's lap. It was hard to tell it was Samus because it seemed that she had aged. Wrinkles lined her face, and she no longer looked tough. Her hair was cut short to her neck and it was a shocking white. But I could tell because I could tell by how she frowned. A tear escaped my eye and rolled off my cheek. Samus didn't deserve to look old.
Link was lying in front of Zelda. He seemed the worse. His eyes had been gouged out, and his ears had been crudely cut off. His blue tunic looked like his red, so blood-stained his uniform was. Upon further inspection, I realized somebody had ripped his heart out.
I turned around to Roy's face. All of his legs were cut off and his arms had been burned and his hair was shaved off completely.
The scene was too horrible. I could not even find it in myself to comfort a now wailing Zelda. The tears kept coming.
I sat there, like an idiot, looking at the dead bodies. I closed my eyes shut. Why couldn't I be dead too?
Samus's POV
Anger and frustration gripped me as I felt myself falling into a black nothingness. I was whammed to the floor. Stars winking in my eyes, I could not tell what was red or blue.
The first thing I saw was Roy's pale, scared face. He apparently didn't know what to do. I looked at where we were. That was the problem. We seemed to be standing in a white room with nothing.
"Roy?" I asked.
"What?" He asked nervously.
"Where are we?"
"I don't know. Honestly." He stared hard at where the room ended. There appeared to be none.
"Welcome to the Eternity Room." A cold chuckle came from the doorway. "Where everything goes on forever." We both spun around.
Marth stood there. But there was something wrong about him that I couldn't name…
Young Link's POV
"Young Link?" I heard Nana's scared voice right next to my ear.
"Nana?" I whispered. My anger for her vanished. I was very scared, and very relieved to find somebody who I knew.
"Young Link? Nana?" I heard Popo yell. "Thank goodness, you're here!"
"Popo, you too?" I heard Adeleine ask nervously (A/N: For those who didn't bother to read the note, I mixed up Adrenaline's name. Her name is actually Adeleine. Whoops!)
"Adeleine?" Ness called out weakly.
"Who else is here?" Nana called out. Nobody replied.
"So it's only us then in this place." Ness said.
"But where is this place?" Adeleine asked, still more nervously.
"What is this place?" Nana corrected.
We stared around us. We were in a place surrounded by beautiful fountains, and neatly trimmed hedges. A great palace was in front of us. And around us were… fairies?
They were dressed all in red button up coats. The sky was a vivid blue and all the fairies had a cute look to them. Like they were huggable. They flew around, their legs just a couple inches from the floor.
"I know this place!" Adeleine suddenly shouted.
"You do?" Popo asked.
Adeleine looked around here. She seemed to be looking for somebody.
"Where is here?" Nana asked more urgently.
"This is Fairy World." Adeleine muttered. "Me, Kirby and three of our friends had to save this place before from Dark Matter, which is this evil being that almost destroyed this area."
"Adeleine!" I heard a cheerful voice call out.
We turned around to a fairy. She had a crown on her head, so I concluded that she must be the queen, because she looked middle-aged. Two thick, black braids, hung on either side of her and she wore round-shaped glasses.
"Your Highness!" Adeleine called.
Ness was concentrating on her. He seemed to be probing her thoughts. Suddenly he winced and almost fell to the floor.
I caught him. "What happened?"
"There's something wrong here. That queen… I was reading her thoughts, when she blocked me out!" Ness angrily shook his head. "She's hiding something."
"Come to my palace!" The Queen said. She swept her hand and Nana, Popo and Adeleine followed.
Then, out of their eyesight she smiled at us. It wasn't kind. Her eyes seemed different. They turned yellow and they were staring in an insane kind of way. She smiled and we were shocked to see pointy teeth.
"Hey guys? You coming?" Adeleine called.
It vanished immediately. She looked normal again. "Shall we go?" She asked in a pleasant voice.
"S-sure." I wasn't ready to let Popo, Nana and Adeleine go in and get themselves killed. We followed her in nervously, wondering what horrors lay in there.
Fox's POV
I was flying. In my Arwing. I was in Corneria. And there were enemies everywhere. And I seemed to be shooting them down. I powered up, and locked on an enemy. I fired, bringing the enemy down.
"Fox, is that you?" Falco's screen shot up.
"Yeah."
"We seem to be under attack!" Falco said, as he barrel rolled and shot another enemy down.
"Well duh." Another screen popped up. It was Krystal.
"Krystal?" I asked.
"Who else?" She didn't have an Arwing though. She seemed to be flying in the Great Fox with Robbie (A/N: Robbie is a robot who does maintenance on your teammates ships if they get shot down. He drives the Great Fox and sometimes shoots down your enemies and drops useful items for you, the Great Fox is, as you know, the plane what you fight on in SSBM!)
"Oh. My. God." Falco said quietly.
"What?" I asked.
"Fox, we've done this before! I remember the same patterns. This is our very first mission together! But I can't seem to find Peppy and Slip." Falco said.
"They didn't come with us to the house, remember? That probably explains why Krystal's with us."
I couldn't register the fact we were in a memory. This seemed so real, yet unreal. I shot down three more enemies and upgraded my lasers to blue shots.
"This is so weird." Falco muttered as we faced the boss of Corneria.
"Tell me about it."
Mewtwo's POV
I was awake, but my eyes were not open.
"You should congratulate yourself, Professor Hawkins." A woman said. I opened my eyes.
I knew this place. It was when I was first created. But everything seemed wrong. I was supposed to be in a tube full of liquid. But instead I was tied down.
"Hello Mewtwo." A cold quiet voice rang out.
"Giovanni." I said. This was no memory. This was a recreation of what really happened. I tried to get myself out using my psychic powers, but I seemed not to have them.
I wondered how I'd gotten here.
End of Chapter 10. Ooh! The kids of Nintendo have found themselves in very sticky situations. But what'll happen next? Not even I know!
Thanks for the Reviews, including Sage of Downtown Hyrule (curious name) and Cory Chung!
And of course, my faithful reviewers who have been reviewing before my writing absence and put up for my weirdness.
I just want this to be over with soon, so I'm not putting a limit of reviews anymore (as you might have noticed I have 62 instead of 65 so I really don't care)