Here's an update that took forever! Yikes! O.o
Falco: The fourth to fall…is coming up…
Stop trying to sound suspenseful; you're doing a bad job. Leave that to the murderer.
Falco: What if I'M the murderer!
Pikachu: Falco, you're dead…
Falco: How do we know that? What if it was a clone?
Zelda: Uh…RoyalFanatic doesn't own us, but she does own the story.
Flaco's lost it…anyway, away chapter!
I had enough…if the lucky bastard shall not fall, then perhaps his worthless piece of existance of a brother will fall instead! Those two will regret EVER falling into my trap and living…and both will regret having a brother in the first place! They may think the arenas are safe, but not if I go forth myself…
His life, his wishes, hidden by a battle frown…he shall lose it all…he shall drown…
It was a week before Dr. Mario finally allowed Luigi and Marth out of the infirmary. Poor Luigi had to use crutches to move around; the doc realizing his ankle would not heal for some time. The two immediately headed to Master Hand's office; although it was dangerous to him, Luigi agreed to be the bearer of two links, as Zelda was before she fell. The link between Luigi and Dr. Mario was formed.
Things were still uneasy; everyone felt worried that Master Hand wasn't sending them away. Of course, the glove knew that only six people were targets for death, and he knew which six. If anything, the glove knew that if the murderer was successful, then Giga Bowser would rise again…and if no one was here to at least try and stop him…
Still, Master Hand was worried; anyone could see it if they looked at him. He knew the murderer was a smasher him/herself. Perhaps it was even his own brother, Crazy Hand. It was possible! Yet he didn't know enough; only that whoever it is wants to destroy the Blood Links.
"There are many reasons to destroy those links," Master Hand muttered to himself, as he floated around his office. "The murderer could be trying to set Giga Bowser free…perhaps a clone is doing this…trying to set free its master…perhaps Nana?" He angrily shook himself. "What am I saying? That clone sticks by Popo twenty four/seven! Unless…well, there have been times…" He sighed heavily.
"Or perhaps the murderer just hates the links because they're made by family," the glove continued to ponder out loud. "Smashers who have no family anymore like Falcon, or Samus…or smashers who never had family like Mewtwo…or even Mr. Game and Watch…
"Of course, it's also possible that perhaps the murderer and his family is cursed, and hates the fact that there are families that aren't cursed, such as my brother…and there is probably one smasher that hates me for any reason at all…
"So many possibilities…how am I supposed to find the correct one before it's too late?"
"Are you sure?" Link could not help feeling worried. Sure, Young Link wasn't a target…yet anything could happen with a murderer loose in the mansion.
"I'll be fine, I promise!" Young Link said bouncing up and down as he tried to convince his older "brother" he would be fine. The two Links', as well as a good number of the smashers, were in the living room of the mansion.
"I can watch him," Roy suggested, watching the Links' debate with an amused look on his face.
"But you're a possible target," Link said, now frowning at the red head. "I mean, Master Hand did look over each arena, yet…"
"I promise you, I'll be fine," Roy said. "We'll just train for an hour or so; then be back."
"Yeah, please?" Young Link asked.
"Shouldn't you be with Marth though?" Link asked Roy. "I mean, he was almost killed…perhaps the murderer's just waiting for a time like this."
"Look, the mansion isn't safe anymore," Roy said. "No matter what we do, you, me, my brother, Luigi, Mario and Dr. Mario will always be in danger. Even if we stick together, it won't matter. The murderer lives with us…there's no way we're safe in anyway."
"You're right," Link said. "Go ahead Young Link. Keep an eye on Roy for us, okay?"
"Thank you! I will!" Young Link shouted happily, hugging the older Link. The two walked out to the arenas. Link sighed; he knew Roy was right…but he still clung on to the hope that the mansion is still safe.
"I'm not sure what to do anymore," Link muttered.
"Let them go," Mewtwo, who had been meditating in the corner, said, now teleporting next to Link. "Roy is right; none of you are safe…perhaps it would be best to die doing what you love."
"Don't say that…" Link muttered. "If Young Link goes, so do I. And if Roy dies…"
"There's really nothing we can do," Mewtwo muttered. "Endless searches that go deep into the early hours of morning, searches that span every nook and cranny of the mansion…and still we found nothing."
"Do you think the murderer wants to see Giga Bowser revived?" Link asked.
"I do not know," Mewtwo muttered, shaking his head. "Now if I may?" Link nodded, and Mewtwo teleported away.
"Let's take a breather," Roy suggested, wiping the sweat off his forehead. Young Link nodded, plopping to the ground, taking off his head, and attempting to fan himself with it.
The two took the teleportation device and headed for Great Bay, since Master Hand informed the smashers the holo arenas were still too risky. Gulls' cries filled the air as the two sat down. Not too far off, Tingle was dancing around.
Roy loved the teleporters. Being able to visit the arena itself was what made the battle worth it. The gulls, they were real. The turtle was also real, the moon and four gods were real too. It thrilled Roy to the extreme. He never regretted being a smasher, even though times were dark.
The pyro swordsman stood up and walked passed Tingle, who inflated another balloon, and sat by the turtle. It sank into the ocean a few minuets later.
That's when he heard a thump…
Roy stood up, his heart racing. "Young Link?" He called. No response…
He felt someone's breath on the back of his neck…and froze…
"You have family, you are family," a voice whispered. Roy felt his hands shaking. Why couldn't he move? "You must pay for your blood…"
"What…what are…" Roy managed to say.
"Goodbye."
Roy was then pushed into the water. He tried to break the surface when he realized he was being forced down…the murderer was making sure he wouldn't get any air…and if he didn't get any air…
He tried to break the murderer's grasp, but was getting weaker and weaker. His body screamed for air, yet he couldn't…he struggled, but knew it was worthless…he knew he was going to die…
Young Link moaned; then got up. He rubbed the spot where the weapon hit him, and heard the splashing of the water. He jumped onto Tingle's balloon, and watched as a hooded figure struggled to keep something under the water. Before Young Link could jump down, the murderer stood up, the water still…the young swordsman thought his heart jumped into his throat…
Roy couldn't be dead…
"You're the one!" He shouted, before the murderer could vanish. "You killed my sister, didn't you? And Falco and Pikachu...and Roy…how could you!" He jumped down, striking the murderer's cloak. Young Link looked up, and saw the murderer's face. "You're—"
"You shall not utter my name!" The murderer screamed, taking out a Super Scope, fully charged, and shooting Young Link. The boy was sent flying, hit the ground, and fell unconscious. The murderer knelt before him. "You shall forget ever seeing my face……it is done." The murderer stood up, and vanished…
…An hour later, Mario, Marth, and Link teleported to the Great Bay; Master Hand appearing a few seconds later.
"Young Link!" Link was the first to notice his young self on the ground. "I knew something was wrong…"
"But if Young Link's here…then where is…" Mario couldn't even finish the question. The turtle broke the surface; on his back, the dead Roy.
Master Hand let out a stream of curses…
And the deed is done. Now perhaps he will realize the mistake of living…and wish he died a week ago…now for the next one…he shall pay too…
For now, two shall die another day…
Luigi: Oh no! Roy died!
Marth: Yikes…and to think that's what RoyalFanatic planned for me!
Luigi: It's true folks! Originally, Marth was supposed to be the one who died…but… (Grins)
Marth: Makes me wonder who's going to die next…
Luigi: Me too. Anyways, review!