Disclaimer: Even though it's been a couple years, I still don't own SSBM or related titles and characters.
The One I Love
Chapter 4
I lay in my bed, fully awake, staring at the ceiling as I tried to organize my thoughts. In less than a week, I would be spending quality time with my favorite girl in Hyrule. And for once, "quality time" didn't mean I was saving her from Ganondorf in one form or another. Then another thought popped into my head: Do I even have the weekend off? I should probably find my boss and ask him about that. I usually did have the weekends off, spending them among my childhood friends in Kokiri Forest. It was shortly after this last thought that Roy barged into my room, panting from near exhaustion.
"You've gotta come see this!" were the first words out of his mouth.
"What is it?" I asked. I had full intention of going; Roy seemed pretty excited about it.
"I can't explain it without doubling over laughing, man. You've gotta see it for yourself!" Apparently, the mere thought of what it was caused him to have a laughing fit. "Come on!"
"Alright, fine." I responded. I grabbed the closest red tunic I could find - I'd be surprised if this didn't involve something burning - and followed him.
Roy eventually led me to the lounge room, where every Smash Brother had a personal chair and could just sit with everyone else and chat, if we ever felt the need. It was usually the arena when heated discussions turned physical.
Several of the chairs were overturned, charred, or both. Falco could be seen peeking over his overturned chair on the other side of the room. He shuddered and hid every time one of the two present contestants fired off an attack. This particular fight was between Pichu and Pikachu.
"Isn't this hilarious?" Roy joked, slapping me on the back. "It's one stupid rodent fighting the other stupid rodent! It's a dream come true for human folk!" He continued laughing as I tried to assess the situation.
Mewtwo's head popped out from behind a chair, saw a lapse in the electric mice's attacks, and made a break for the door. Falco took too long before the next "Piiii!" followed by a thunderclap to escape. I grabbed Mewtwo by the tail on his way out to extricate some answers.
"So what's this one about?" I asked.
"Pichu received a couple fan mails that all said he was cuter than Pikachu, and he was rubbing it in Pikachu's face." Mewtwo answered, suddenly regaining the sinister composure he usually wore.
"Alright, thanks." I dully acknowledged. Fortunately, I had an idea for this situation a while back, and had been waiting for an opportunity to try it. "Get ready to run, Falco!" I called.
In one swift motion, I unsheathed my Master Sword and flung it into the middle of the clashing rodents. As it flew through the air, it acted as a lightning rod to both the Pokemons' lightning attacks. Falco noticed this and made a successful run for the doorway and into the hall toward his personal room, shouting his thanks over his shoulder.
"Awesome move, man!" Roy exclaimed, slapping me again on the back. "Where'd you learn a move like that?"
"When you're around a bunch of children all day, you learn how to throw things." I replied despondently.
"But that was so awesome! I'm gonna go tell Marth about it, he's gonna be so psyched!" Roy announced and ran off. I remained in the doorway, contemplating the situation. I hadn't thought out that plan all the way.
How am I supposed to get my sword back now?
About an hour later the two rodents finally tuckered each other out and I was able to retrieve my blade in relative safety. Having done so, I returned to my room to find a note on my door. It read:
Link:
I came by earlier to give you a present, but you weren't here, so I guess you'll have to wait until I see you this weekend. Toodles. By the way, and don't tell her, but I think Impa's getting fat. What do you think?
Zelda
A present for me? Sweet! I wonder what kind of present she has for me? I hope it's shiny. With that pleasant thought in my head, I plopped down on my bed for a brief nap.
And I dreamed.
It was pouring rain in the dead of night in the Hylian Fields where I was. Nearby, two shadowy figures conversed. One was a monster of a man; I identified him as Ganondorf. The other, in addition to having its back to me, was much shorter and slimmer, but too much of a shadow to identify. There was a feminine quality about the smaller person, but that thought was dispelled when he spoke.
"What are the conditions of you giving me this newfound power?" the short one asked.
"Simple. Get rid of my greatest nemesis, and we can rule Hyrule together, for all eternity." Ganondorf replied. "Kill him by any means necessary."
"Any means necessary?" the smaller man echoed. "As in, anything goes?"
"Yes." Ganondorf answered, with visible irritation. "He has been a thorn in my side for as long as I can remember. Just don't forget he is a very formidable opponent. He has single-handedly bested both my legions and myself on more than one occasion."
"So I'll need all the power I can get my hands on."
"Naturally. Any more questions?"
"Just one: do you have any final requests?" the shorter man finished his sentence by placing a hand on Ganondorf's chest. Ganondorf froze in fear.
"What? You can't do this to me! I created you!" Ganondorf pleaded.
"You said 'any means necessary'. Your power was not enough to beat him yourself, but adding it to my own would certainly boost my chances, would it not?" the shorter man explained. "Besides, now that you've shown me the technique, I have no further use for you." Ganondorf's face turned into a mask of both hatred and fear as the smaller man plunged his hand into Ganondorf's chest in a cloud of purple energy.
Ganondorf screamed in agony as his life was forcibly taken from his body, and collapsed into a dry heap of larger-than-average human bones. Ganondorf's murderer kept his hand where it was once implanted into the larger man's chest for a moment, then retracted it, turning his palm inward to look at it. He chuckled to himself. Without so much as shifting his feet, he whispered, barely audibly:
"You're next."