Things have made a turn for the better with our heroes! Woo!
Roy: AWESOME!
Falco: YEAH!
Pikachu: PIKA!
With the encouragement of the world and their weapons magically enhanced, let's see how the battle will go! And I…can't find anything else to talk about… (Shifty eyes)
Pikachu: RoyalFanatic only owns Master Hand's, Crazy Hand's, and Giga Bowser's pasts, Mrs. Nina Hand, the GateKeeper Nivian Lant, the Demon King of legend, and the story. Also, some of the scenes that will follow are based off Paper Mario: TTYD, which she doesn't own.
Falco & Roy: The time has come! AWAY CHAPTER!
He could only hear a dull ringing, like a church bell. He could only see a swirling blackness, as if he had just blacked out.
Then it cleared…
Master Hand pushed himself off the ground as he focused on regaining his senses.
"Jeffery, I'm glad to see you awake," Nina's voice came out of nowhere.
"What's going on...?" Master Hand dimly asked. Then the memories came back to him: seeing the dead wireframes, feeling the darkness that now probably enveloped the sky, rushing down the endless stairs, fighting the Demon King, and falling.
"They're going to win," Nina muttered, smiling. "Shino had an ace up his sleeve, and used it well. Watch your fighters well."
Master Hand let out a chuckle before focusing his attention to the battle, which had immediately shifted in the opposite direction.
Metal met crystal as Link brought his sword down upon the darkened Sanctus Lancea. The Demon King was starting to struggle, but eventually flung the lance forward, pushing Link backwards. He blocked Popo's wooden hammer, but found himself sent flying into a wall; the cause being a well timed swing of Luigi's metal hammer.
"Im…impossible…" The King muttered angrily. "How can your weapons hurt me?"
"Cause they're more than just weapons," Peach said, frowning. "They're so much more." She threw the frying pan at the King, successfully knocking him senseless. Luigi and Popo charged again, slamming their hammers onto the King's true wings. The cracking sound proved the weapons did their duty; the paired object ripped of the King and pinned to the ground.
The enraged King jumped forward, lance held at the ready, but Bowser jumped in the way and lunged for the lance. A fierce tug of war began, the winner gaining control of Sanctus Lancea.
Link took this as the perfect opportunity to do some major damage, in which he did. Charging forward, he thrust the Master Sword straight into the Demon King's back, making the Underworld deity scream in pain and lose the lance.
Upon being freed of the King's hands, Sanctus Lancea reverted back to its calm crystal blue color, glowing quite peacefully. Bowser looked at it; he could see the boy grinning and waving. The Koopa king felt a hand on his shoulder; it was Roy. Understanding immediately, he tossed the lance in the Hand couple's direction before grabbing the Demon King.
"You thought you won, didn't you?" Bowser asked, tightening his grip. "Well guess what pal; you lose!"
"You may kill my spirit, but I…will not die…" The King muttered.
"What are you talking about?" Bowser asked, scowling. "You think you have a fighting chance? We kicked your ass!"
"You think only of the present…" The King said. "Of the little accomplishments…mortals are pathetic creatures…"
Little accomplishments? That angered Bowser to no end.
"Little? You call this LITTLE?" He roared. "We'll show you little! You'll go with a freaking bang!"
Sure enough, Roy was charging his trademark move; the Flare Blade. Bowser held the King in a firm grasp as Roy let out a yell and unleashed the fully charged move, slicing the demon in the chest.
The planet began to shake again, and the purple flames flickered out instantly. A light blinded the five smashers and the Hands as a screech of anger and triumph rang throughout the air.
Back on the surface, Mario, Dr. Mario, Zelda, and Jigglypuff met up with the rest watching the Door. They felt the shaking, but were startled to find out that they were in no danger of falling.
It was Pichu who first noticed the Door…
The black was rapidly dissolving; the other colors slowing gaining back their lost strength as the characters slowly reverted back to their normal selves. The darkness faded, and the sun shined again.
There was an outbreak of cheer; of hugging and dancing, of taking in the sunlight that had vanished without a trace and threatened never to show again. But it wasn't just there that this was happening; it was happening all over the planet. They won, the people said. They won, and we won't die. The joyous mood that had vanished along with the sun came back as well, and the people of the world were taking it in.
Inside the Door was a different story. The light had dispelled, showing six fully conscious smashers staring at each other as the candles were relit, with red/orange flames. And yes, Master Hand told himself, there were six of them; although he looked as if he seen better days, it was Marth being pinned against the mighty king of koopas. Bowser was quick to let the prince go.
"Sorry about that," he muttered. "Hey! My claws aren't shining anymore! That sucks!"
"No duh, idiot," The prince said, hitting the koopa on the head. "I need my powers back, you know."
"You mean this?" Roy asked, holding up the necklace. Marth nodded, grabbed it, and placed it around his neck; white angel wings reappeared upon his back. "I don't get it…"
"Think of an angel's blood as a light bulb," Master Hand suggested. "And think of the charm as a light switch. The charm is what activates the angel's powers and wings."
"Do demons have stuff like that too?" Luigi asked. "And also…are you one of the demons as well?"
"My family is a long family of noble demons," Master Hand replied. "There are only five families, my own included, that have a history of keeping their sanity intact. But we shall talk about that later; I sense another angelic presence."
"So do I," Marth said. "The Judge?"
"Most likely," Master Hand said. "Look, over there."
The glove pointed to the tomb, where sure enough, another angel was floating, waiting.
He had the white wig-like hair, the black robes, and even the gravel, which probably was his "weapon". He had an ivory face, and silver, calculating eyes.
"Jeffery Hand, of the Hand family, and the Super Smash Brothers, you have done well to open the Angels' Door," He began, observing each of the seven in turn. "Follow me, and I shall test to see which way your world of perfection leans."
"Actually, our world's fine right now, Judge," Luigi said.
"That's right," Peach said. "We have a perfect world right now."
"How would your world be perfect?" The Judge asked.
"We have balance, sir," Roy said. "Balance is what makes a world perfect."
"Good and Evil are concepts," Bowser said. "I've always thought to be on the "Good" side, while my ex-rival Mario was on the "Bad" side. And I know he's thought the opposite. But that's all they are; thoughts."
"Hand," The Judge looked long and hard at the floating glove. "You have done well with them. I am proud. You have done your job of guarding well…Sir Jeffery."
"T-thank you, Sir Judge," Master Hand said. The smashers were sure that if he was not a hand, he would be beet red.
"It is no problem," The Judge said. "Now, for your unconscious smashers…" He banged the gravel, and they began coming to. "Do you need assistance getting out?"
"It would be greatly appreciated, Sir Judge," Nina said. "Thank you for everything."
"You should thank your husband, Lady Nina," The Judge said. "I do, for showing me that there are clear minded people in the world. With a bang of my gravel, you will return to the outside world." He looked to each smasher, his last stop the prince. "Until the next
fool, young guardian." He banged the gravel once again, before heading back to the Realm of the Gods and Goddesses.
Ness: And that's that!
Yoshi: Yay! The smashers won!
Marth: But the King's last comments…
Ness: Oh come on! At least wait until the next fic to worry about that!
Yoshi: Only one more chapter left, but I'm sure you guys will love it. Hope you liked this one! Review!