Mario Tennis, Power Shots: Part I: Ace's Story
Chapter One: Welcome Workout"Is she in a coma or something?"
"Move faster, Ace!" Came the shrill voice of the coaches. Ace tried hard, even though she was on the brink of falling over dead.
"I am!" she said, mustering her strength so she could hold onto the tennis racket. The coaches sent another tennis ball at her, and she swung with what was left of her might. She staggered, then lost her balance and fell. The kids laughed at her, and she wanted to dissolve into the ground and vanish from the place.
"Is she in a coma or something?"
Her view of the light was blocked by a figure; it was awfully familiar. He lent out his hand to the girl and she could see his lips moving.
"Hop to it, Ace! Rise and shine! Get outta bed!"
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The girl screamed as she woke up startled, and heard a reassuring sigh next to her.
"That's better," said the brunette boy next to her, his blue and yellow tennis suit looked new and clean. The girl, Ace, realized she was sitting in a big room, not her own room back at home. It was made mostly of wood, even the chairs and dresser. A small red TV sat in the upper northeast corner of the room on top of her study desk, and her prized mirror was next to that, covering the velvet-red curtain of the window. She realized she had woken up on her yellow bed, and her clothes hung on the dresser. The boy had probably put it away for her.
"You forget where you were?" the boy was asking. Ace rubbed her head, trying to remember what had happened since she left home two days ago.
"Yes," she nodded, grimly.
"I thought so," the boy said with a smirk. "This is the academy lodge, you know, the academy you joined to improve your skills?"
How could I forget? Ace thought. She had wanted to come to the Royal Academy Summer Tennis Club since she was twelve and the star of her middle school tennis club. She had joined the Royal Academy in hopes of being at the top of her class. Finally, after two long years, the academy finally accepted her.
"Okay then, who am I to you?" the boy asked, obviously testing her.
"Um…" she said, thinking hard. "Sorry…no…Are you the lodge guy's son?"
"Man, are you out of it!" the boy exclaimed, shocked and angry. "I already told you, dummy! My name's Clay and I'm your partner, and don't you forget it!"
"Sorry," Ace said, rubbing her head. Now that she was well aware of her surroundings, she wished she didn't look like crap in front of her partner. "I'm just so…"
"That was quite a scene you made yesterday," Clay said, continuing to fume. "Passing out in the middle of practice."
"What!" Ace exclaimed as everything clicked. No wonder she had such a strange dream last night; it wasn't a dream. The coaches, the tennis balls, her strive to prove herself, and passing out in the middle of the 'program' were real!
"Heh, looks like you remembered now," Clay said, a smile on his face. "It's cool. I was just worried that you'd broken your brain or something."
"I'm fine now," Ace said trying to climb out of bed, but her muscles refused to cooperate.
"Oh well," he said, watching her struggle. "You hungry?"
"Duh!" Ace said. "I haven't eaten anything since the day before yesterday!"
"'Kay," Clay said. "Put your tennis gear on so we can hit the restaurant."
Hey guys!
I've been playing this game (For Gameboy Advanced) for about 3 months and I looove it! If you haven't played it yet, give it a shot! I'll write a part for Clay when I finish Ace's story. Anyway, the chapters are going to be short because I'm writing them in sections/sagas. Enjoy, and I'll see you next chapter!
Love,
Katrina-chan
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Next time, on MT:PS-
Ace shrugged, not knowing what to say. What had happened while she was conked out?
Clay approached the manager, who was chatting with a chef. "Where's everyone?"
The chef and manager turned to him, both looking disgruntled.
"There's been a challenge!" the chef said. "Some punks in masks charged in here and challenged the whole academy!"