Disclaimer: I do own Super Smash Bros. Melee and all of the characters in it. It cost me 50 dollars and I have the receipt to prove it. However, I do not own the rights of any of these characters. They're the property of their respective creators and Nintendo.

Warning: I haven't played every game included from front to back, so some aspects off the story may be a bit askew. For the purpose of plot the geology and history of certain game worlds has been altered slightly.

Chapter I: Shattered Dreams

Episode 1: Shining Crystal Sword! Kirby's Our Last Hope.

Out in one of the infinite facets of the of Nintendo's multiverse, a system of strangely shaped planets circled around a single star. At the center of one particular planet, Popstar, a brave, round warrior fights to keep his and every other universe safe from imminent doom. Wielding a combination of Ice and Cutter powers, he brandishes his snow crystal sword, his small nubbish arms swinging the icy blade with surprising skill, fighting off an armored swordsman with equal expertise, the nearby Fountain of Dreams casting an ethereal light over their vicious battle. Meanwhile, King Dedede moves steadily towards his goal, the front door of the Shrine of Dreams, a temple built to protect the all important Dream Star. The maniacal grin on Dedede's face was illuminated by the light from the torches attached to the stone pillars lining the pathway leading to the Shrine.

"Hah!" Sparks and shimmering flakes of ice flew as Metaknight's sword intercepted Kirby's attack, Metaknight smirking at Kirby from beneath their connected blades. Kirby drew back his sword and brought it forward again and again, pressing the attack forward, forcing Metaknight to move backwards. Metaknight easily countered every swing, allowing himself to be led by his pink opponent. The constant clanging of their battling blades filled the normally tranquil air of the Fountain of Dreams, Metaknight constantly parrying Kirby's every stab, blocking every slash, while being forced back untill he reached the rim of the fountain.

"Hhhai!" Gripping the hilt with both nubs, Kirby suddenly thrust his sword forward, it's tip aimed at Metaknight's heart, but clanking loudly as it collided with his armor. Metaknight laughed triumphantly, his breastplate undamaged by Kirby's weapon.

"Pathetic, Kirby. Is that all.. you've..." He paused, staring uneasily at the victorious smirk on Kirby's face. Before Metaknight could pull away Kirby leapt upward, pulling his crystal sword up at the same moment. The blade left behind a icy blue trail of sparkling energy, which dug into Metaknight's armor, knocking him off balance. Kirby flipped in mid-air, gaining momentum as he saw his staggering opponent, the ground beneath him, the upside down Shrine of Dreams behind him, the star filled sky above him, then Metaknight again as he brought the blade down with blinding speed and deadly accuracy.

"Final Cutter!" His innocent voice echoed through the peaceful air as the blade ripped into Metaknight's armor, leaving a bright trail of light behind it. A wave of energy immediately followed Kirby's attack, slamming into Metaknight and pushing him backwards into the fountain. Kirby sprung up onto the rim of the fountain and dipped the tip of his sword into the crystal clear water. The rippling liquid instantly solidified, imprisoning Metaknight in shimmering ice, along with Kirby's sword.

Kirby's breath was visible in the chilly air as he let out an exhausted sigh, nodding his head wearily before refocusing his mind. Kirby spun around to face the walkway leading to the Shrine of Dreams, which King Dedede was about half way down already. Inside the shrine rested the legendary Dream Star, capable of granting the wishes of any being that tapped into it's unlimited power. If King Dedede got a hold of it he could reshape reality to fit his desires. The multiverse would be completely at his mercy. Kirby felt the pressure set in as he realized that he was the only one who could keep that from happening. The fate of the multiverse rested on his shoulders. And Kirby didn't even have shoulders...

The adrenaline pumping through his body doubled. Without a second thought, Kirby began running towards Dedede as fast as his feet could carry him.

Mallet in hand, King Dedede moved as fast as he could towards the entrance to the Shrine of Dreams, knowing that by know Kirby must be in pursuit. He moved with impressive speed, considering his size, but unfortunately for him what Kirby lacked in size he made up for in pure speed. The small hero dashed down the stone pathway, catching up in no time. Now playfully keeping pace with King Dedede, Kirby waved at him.

"Hai!" Kirby's face beamed with innocent joy and Dedede's face twisted up with rage, his eyes glaring menacingly at Kirby, sizing him up carefully. Familiar black energy swirled around King Dedede's mallet as he planted his leading foot firmly, spinning his entire body to face Kirby as he lifted his hammer high above his head. Kirby nimbly flipped out of the way just as the weapon crashed into the ground where he was just standing, crushing the stone and sending debris flying. In that brief second Dedede's eyes met with Kirby's. There was a dark energy there, something immensely sinister that was never there before. The look would've sent a chill down Kirby's spine, if he had one.

Dedede pulled his mallet from the ground and wasted no time taking another swing at Kirby, this time horizontally like a baseball bat. Unable to get out of the way in time, Kirby wailed in pain as the hammer collided, the power in the strike easily enough to slam through solid steel. The hit lifted the light hero off his feet and sent him flying into one of the stone pillars that lined the walkway to the shrine. The stone shattered as Kirby's rubbery body bounced off it, pain shooting through his body as he hit the ground with a dull thud. Dedede's power seemed to have greatly improved since the last time Kirby fought with him.

Dedede seemed satisfied, carrying his mallet on his shoulder as he continued to advance towards the Shrine of Dreams. Towards the Dream Star, which would grant Dedede unlimited control over the universe. Kirby fought off the blackness threatening to envelope him, forcing himself to move, ignoring the agonizing pain he could feel all over his small, sphere shaped body. Kirby's small arms trembled as they moved beneath him and struggled to support his weight. Drawing strength from his determination, Kirby recovered and slowly began pushing himself to his feet before he felt his lungs empty, the pillar he damaged toppling over on top of him, pinning him beneath it's weight. Kirby's eyes clouded as they watered up, watching the blurred figure of Dedede slowly shrink into the distance...