The next murder, the fifth to fall, is here.
Falco: Oh no…so, it's Mario, Luigi, or Dr. Mario, right?
Yup!
Pikachu: You don't have to sound THAT happy…
And I don't have to beat you up THAT badly…
Pikachu: Uhh…I didn't say anything!
As I thought.
Zelda: RoyalFanatic doesn't own us, but she does own the story and the Blood Links.
Falco: Away fifth murder! Who shall be the next to fall? Well, you'll find out soon! XD
The clock strikes again; this time, for the fifth to fall. Two live today; one shall live tomorrow. I would prefer not to hit him…I know luck will aid him once again, yet I know this luck will make this easier for me…I will destroy the Blood Links…all of them!
And I won't stop there…I'll destroy everything to do with "it"!
A sample of poison in that hall…will make sure he shall be the one to fall…
Luigi felt nervous, and no can could blame him! Being the owner of two links was a heavy responsibility, and everyone could only think of Zelda and her disastrous fall.
Master Hand was getting desperate, interviewing the smashers at random intervals, asking them anything and everything. Still finding no clues to lead to the murderer, he officially banned anyone from entering the arenas.
"It seems our protector isn't doing a very good job of protecting us!" Falcon proclaimed, drunk as usual. Samus smacked her forehead with her hand, while Bowser rolled his eyes.
"You trying being in his place then," the Koopa King said. "But then again, you're always too drunk!"
"Not my fault wine tastes so good!" Falcon shouted, hiccupping and taking another long swig. "And beer, and rum, and anything else that just irresistible…"
"Well, if you were supposed to protect twenty six of the greatest warriors, can't stop them from being murdered, AND can't find ANYTHING that can answer why, you would get desperate too, drunk or not," Samus said. "But people have been talking…and suspecting…"
"Suspecting? Who?" Bowser asked.
"Well, you and Ganondorf are being blamed; some think you want Giga Bowser's power," Samus replied.
"That's insanity!" Bowser shouted, slamming his fist on one of the living room's stray coffee tables. "Who else is being blamed? If everyone thinks it has to do with us…I mean, sure, Ganondorf was Link's enemy, but that was in the past!"
"You're not the only suspects," Samus said. "Falcon and I are being blamed too, as well as Mewtwo and Mr. Game and Watch."
"Why us?" Falcon slurred.
"Well, the murders are family related," Samus said. "Some are saying since we don't have family anymore, we're on the rampage…or it could be those who never had family in the first place."
"That's just wrong!" Falcon shouted, splashing wine over himself. "I mean…family's important! Why anyone would want to take it away…"
"Anyone else?" Bowser asked.
"The wireframes," Samus replied. "Some are saying they're finally out of our control, and that we should just eliminate them."
"That's insane too…" Bowser muttered. "Who are the ones talking?"
"Everyone," Samus said, frowning. "The kids, the other small ones, the older ones…the victims are trying not to get involved, but I know they have ideas of their own…not to mention Young Link did see the murderer's face."
"What?" Mewtwo yelped from his meditation corner. "Young Link saw who the murderer was? Why isn't he caught then?"
"His memory was tampered with…" Samus said. "Go see for yourself; Link's questioning him in the dining hall."
Mewtwo nodded and teleported away.
"Can you tell me what happened?" Link asked. "Perhaps recalling can help your memory."
"I'll try," Young Link muttered. He shifted more comfortably in his seat. The two Links, as well as a few other smashers and Mewtwo, who just teleported in, sat in the hall. "Well, Roy and I were training for an hour when we decided to take a break. We were all the way in Termina; would the murderer really follow us here? Roy went to go see the turtle, and I was watching Tingle. Then I got hit in the head and was knocked out. But I could still hear stuff; I heard a lot of splashing."
"That must've been Roy," Link said. "So when you came to, what happened?"
"Well, I jumped on Tingle's balloon and watched the murderer finish the job," Young Link said. "I grew all angry; because I knew he was the one who killed sis and the others…so I jumped down and hit his cloak." The door opened and the rest of the smashers, with the exception of Fox and Dr. Mario, came in. Link glanced over at the clock; wow, dinner time already…
Peach and Jigglypuff began counting everyone; they were the official chefs. Popo, with Nana by his side, Falcon, and Mewtwo, after being counted, headed into the kitchen.
"So, what happened after you hit his cloak?" Link asked. Young Link frowned.
"I don't know," Young Link replied. "That's where my memory's all foggy. I guess he hit me again, because I was knocked out again. I vaguely remember him yelling 'You shall not utter my name!', but that's all…"
"Okay," Link said, knowing Young Link told him all he could. "You earned a well deserved dinner."
After an hour, dinner was served. Fox never showed up; probably locked up in his room, and Dr. Mario, who had a heavy load of work, was still in his office.
Luigi absentmindedly picked at his dinner with his fork; he didn't feel hungry, or rather, he didn't feel like eating what was on his plate.
"Luigi, you're not eating," Peach observed. Others, Mario included, looked up.
"I don't know…" Luigi muttered. "I just don't want to eat."
"I'll take it!" Kirby said cheerfully. Luigi shrugged.
"How about a trade?" Mario asked, offering his plate. "I've never known you to turndown homemade pizza!"
"You sure?" Luigi asked. Mario nodded. Luigi smiled, and the two brothers switched plates.
It didn't happen until dessert was passed around…
"And so, I said, 'Dishwasher? I thought you said 'Bike mugger!', and so the dude's motorbike was stolen, right then and there!" Falcon boasted, laughing and drinking more wine. Bowser strained to keep himself from throttling the drunken racer, while Samus ignored him completely. Falcon looked over, and then blurted out: "Hey Mario! Why's your hand all shaky?"
"I'm fine…" the plumber muttered.
"Let me see…" Peach said, feeling Mario's forehead. "Why, you're burning up! What's wrong?"
Mario tried to speak, but found he couldn't talk. But that's what didn't scare him.
He soon realized he couldn't breathe…
"Someone get the doc!" Ganondorf screamed. Mario's face was turning blue. Peach was screaming as Yoshi ran out the door.
Dr. Mario, who just finished his work, was just about to get up from his desk when Yoshi barged into the office.
"SOMETHING'S WRONG WITH MARIO!" The dino screamed. The doc grabbed his emergency kit and followed Yoshi to the dining hall…
…Only to find he was too late…
Peach was sobbing now, Luigi white as a ghost. Marth had left; the doc guessed to get Master Hand. Dr. Mario walked over to his counterpart and checked him over.
"Doc…" Luigi weakly muttered. Dr. Mario shook his head. Luigi bowed his head.
"He can't be dead!" Peach screamed, grabbing the doc and shaking him. "HE CAN'T BE!"
"There's no use denying it, he's gone," Dr. Mario said, angered, annoyed, and full of sorrow. "What happened?"
Smashers broke out in talk, explaining everything that happened. Dr. Mario thought it over, and realized what killed him.
"Luigi's plate was poisoned," Dr. Mario said. Eyes grew wide; how Luigi stared at the doc! "It should've been Luigi dead right now, but Mario ate the food instead…"
"The murderer stuck again!" Bowser shouted.
"Indeed," Dr. Mario said. "But just like at the Final Destination, Luigi lived. Instead, Mario was the one killed."
"Damn," Ganondorf muttered. He turned to Luigi. "You sure are lucky kid."
"One of the links was destroyed today," Link mused. "We almost lost two, but lost one instead…"
"What the hell's going on?" Master Hand asked, madly barging into the hall. Marth, who entered a few seconds later, looked as if he regretted informing the glove of what happened.
For a minuet, no one talked…
Then Dr. Mario, who looked as if he was going to regret speaking, told him what had happened…
And so, that ends that. The bastard has luck; which is why I said two will fall instead of one. But one of the links were destroyed…now to get that annoying know-it-all and destroy the final link…then I will be freed.
For now, one shall die another day…
Luigi: AGH! POOR MARIO! Xx
Marth: Master Hand's going to lose it, isn't he? That'll be something.
Luigi: Wow, only one more death for the murderer to do…It's either myself or the doc…but annoying know-it-all?
Marth: You're way too lucky, and the doc does know a lot. But in the end we shall see for ourselves. Review!