Okay, let me explain. So, the reason this chapter is taking so long is one, I hit a creative wall, two, I couldn't get around the creative wall, and three, every time I do try to get around the creative wall, I end up rewriting this chapter. Entirely. So yeah, there's your explanation. Also um, I'm taking down the original NAGP a little bit of time after I post this, so, if you want to go back and laugh at my cringy writing and repetitiveness, go do it now because that's not going to be up much longer. Also, I'm just taking down Ascension. I realized that that story is way too large scale for me. I'm going to focus on one big story at a time, although I might come back to it later. Also, I changed Ender's backstory, so that may mess with the timeline a little bit. Alright, that is all. Read and enjoy it!

Truth Revealed
The students were all massing together and leaving the dorm hall as Michael, Ender, Sora, and Pitoo came down the stairs. They eventually lost each other in the crowd and probably met back up with some other people they met. Ender entered the large auditorium that the teachers had directed them to. The seats were still being filled near the back, so that was where he decided to go. As he was walking up the stairs, he caught Zelda waving at him. He gave a small wave back but Zelda kept waving, in an almost 'come here' motion. And then Ender finally got it. She wanted him to come over near her. Ender smacked a hand to his forehead.

"I can be really dumb sometimes, can't I?" His conscious answered.

"Maybe, but we could just blame it on your being a loner at your old school," it pointed out.

"Fair point," Ender muttered back as he began to walk over.

"Hey Ender," Zelda said.

"Hey, Zelda. This seat's open right?" Ender gestured to the seat beside Zelda.

"I wouldn't have waved you over if it wasn't," Zelda responded.

"Right, that makes sense. I just wanted to check," Ender said as he sat down. Zelda gave him a questioning look.

"Why'd it take you so long to acknowledge what I meant?"

"Well, I narrowed it down to I'm either really dumb sometimes, or me being the loner at my old school," Ender replied sheepishly.

"YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO MENTION BOTH ANSWERS!" Ender's conscious yelled, which he ignored. Link finally looked up from his phone to give Ender a nod, which he returned with a small wave. Before Ender and Zelda could talk anymore, the lights dimmed and a spotlight moved to the stage and followed Mrs. Palutena to the microphone. As she got to it, she adjusted it a moment before starting.

"Hello, students! Welcome to the Nintendo Academy for Gifted People! This year, we have a great many things planned for you, but I'll leave that up to your principal, Mr. Hand!" Mrs. Palutena swept her hand to the side, where a middle-aged man with pure white hair and a gray suit was walking on stage. His face had a kind but stern look to it, but the wrinkles under his eyes showed he smiled a lot too. Nobody clapped as he walked on stage but he took it in stride. It seemed he was used to the kids he kidnapped not clapping.

"Hello, students. As Mrs. Palutena said, we have a great many things planned for you this year. But for now, I guess I should talk like I'm crazy and then prove my point. You see, my real name is Master Hand and long ago, I ran a tournament called the Super Smash Brothers tournament. In addition to it being a tournament, it also worked as a sort of… defensive league, so to speak. This league, tournament, whatever you wish to call it, faced three large threats in their time, for some of you, your time. Their names were Tabuu, Galeem, and Dharkon. They were all defeated after long struggles by everyone working together as one. But they've returned. They've combined what's left of their armies into one. They've convinced my brother, Crazy Hand, to join them, and also successfully persuaded the worst of bad guys of your worlds. The multiverse has been ravaged by their reign, your worlds nothing left than a dry husk floating in space. The multiverse is in ruins, crime runs rampant, and all rebellions are stamped down immediately. Earth is the only one not affected, but that will change soon. We have an estimated five years of training you to fight before one of the largest armies ever conceived reaches Earth and lays waste to you all. You are Earth's last hope," Master Hand let his words sink in for a moment before continuing.

"Now, I know I either sound crazy or just a great storyteller, but I'm serious about this. And I have proof. Your bodies will go through some changes, actually many changes, but please, I beg of you not to freak out," raising his right hand in the air, Master Hand snapped and was enveloped in a cloud of smoke. When he came out, he was a literal giant hand.

"What. The. Fuck," Daisy's voice, her having been the only one to speak, echoed through the auditorium. And all at once, everything went white.

"Zelda? Can you see anything?" he asked.

"No. W-what's happening?"

"No clue," Ender tried blinking a few times to clear his vision. But nothing happened. He began to hear screams and… roars? As his vision came back to him, he felt something covering his mouth but it didn't feel oppressive or harsh. It felt… familiar, somehow. He blinked a few times to fully regain his bearings, and the entire auditorium was… there were no words to describe what the auditorium looked like now with all the creatures. He could see an ape wearing a tie, a skeleton in a blue jacket, there was what looked like Barney's daughter, there were two angels… twins and Ender was pretty sure the dark one was Pitoo, and Mrs. Palutena now looked like a Goddess. And she might've actually been a Goddess because there just seemed to be power radiating off of her. And then came the memories. Deep space, a medium-sized ship, capable of carrying up to twenty people. He remembered lounging around in the… well, lounge, laughing with people he barely remembered. His… crewmates. It all felt… like it happened not so long ago. But, he was also one of their best fighters. They were… like a bounty hunting crew. No no, exactly like that. The ship was capable of holding one small fighter ship, and because he was the youngest, it held Ender's ship. That's how he got away when… and he couldn't remember anymore. But then there was another memory, something definitely way farther back. He saw what he could only presume was his mother's, his biological mother's face. While she didn't have his light blond hair, she definitely had his blue eyes. She was hiding him somewhere. He could hear screams in the background. She shut the lid on him and everything went dark. And that's when everything cut out for real. But the few memories he had gotten lingered in the back of his mind. The entire auditorium had quieted down by down.

"You remember now? Do you know the truth? You know that these are your true forms and that those are your memories? You believe me now, correct?" A solemn and quiet voice came from Master Hand, even though he didn't have a mouth. Or face for that matter. But his voice was kind, but stern, like his human form's face. It also sounded… fatherly, more so than before.

"Your pasts cannot be changed, so do not dwell on them too long, or you will be driven into grief. You are here to make a better future. We are here to train you. You will get a tablet detailing a great many things about yourself and the school. We are giving you a week to acclimate yourselves to the school and your new bodies, as well as unlock any powers you can. That means school will officially start on Monday. Good luck, and welcome to your new lives!" Master Hand's spiel ended on a cheery note as he whirled around and disappeared. Mrs. Palutena walked back to the mic.

"I hope that didn't shock you too much, and like Master Hand said, we wish you all good luck! You may return to your dorms now," Mrs. Palutena walked offstage as the curtains closed and left the students to walk themselves out. Finally, Ender decided to get a good look at him. He hadn't really changed much, except for black fingerless gloves and a black facemask. But Zelda was a different story. The only difference Ender could see on Link was some Elven ears. But Zelda was dressed very extravagantly now. Her dress was white with a pink upper body. The dress part had a square of pink over it with what looked like a stick angel on it. The cape was also white and she had golden bracelets that covered about 80% of her forearms. Over her shoulders were golden shoulder pads and she had a golden necklace. Her ears were also Elven, like Links. She looked like a princess. Correction, she was a princess.

"I hate this already," Daisy seemingly appeared out of thin air beside Ender, causing Zelda and Ender to jump. Peach appeared beside her in an instant.

"I agree, this is… weird," Peach said.

"Weird? Weird!?" Ender said.

"I agree with Ender, you only see this as weird?" Zelda asked.

"Yeah, and I realize that our entire lives might have been turned upside down, but there's really no words to describe all this," Peach said.

"Well that's fair," Link spoke up out of nowhere, done admiring everything that was going on.

"True it is fair but… I need to take a nap," Ender rubbed the bridge of his nose and brushed past Peach and Daisy, heading out of the auditorium.

"Yeah, me too, this is… weird and now I'm exhausted," Zelda said.

"Well, I guess I'll see you two around!" Peach called to them. While Zelda turned around while walking and said bye, Ender just flashed a quick wave.

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As he was walking through the dorm halls, up to his floor, Ender met up with Sora.

"You're still normal too I see," Sora said.

"We're some of the luckier ones, eh?" Ender said. Sora shrugged.

"There are still a lot of humanoids," Sora said.

"Yeah but we only got a few wardrobe changes," Ender pointed out. As they got to their floor, Ender tried opening the door only to find it was locked.

"Did you lock it?" Ender asked Sora.

"Must've been Michael or Pitoo," Sora said. Ender's eyes strayed to a pad on beside the door. It flashed with a message: HANDPRINT REQUIRED. Placing his gloved hand on it, Ender attempted to open it, only to get a blaring HANDPRINT NOT RECOGNIZED. Taking a look at his hand, he facepalmed.

"Glove," He said to himself before tugging it off and pressing his hand back to the pad. It lit up in green with a HANDPRINT RECOGNIZED sign. Ender opened the door right before he heard a yell.

"OUT OF THE WAY!" A blur of black rushed past them and slammed into the bathroom. A few seconds later they heard painful retching sounds. Ender and Sora walked inside and Sora knocked on the door.

"Pitoo? That you? You okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, go away," Pitoo's muffled answer came from behind the door, getting Sora to, rather reluctantly, step away from the door. Meanwhile, Ender had flopped face-first onto his bed.

"What. The. F-"

"Language," Sora stopped Ender before he could say anything else. Ender sat up and looked at him.

"You're the goody-two-shoes, aren't you?" Ender asked.

"Yes, yes I am, and always have been," Sora said proudly.

"Whatever, I don't care," Ender said. A moment later, a small puffball walked into the room wearing a metal mask and purple cape. His eyes were a bright yellow. Both Sora and Ender's eyes drifted to it.
"What?" The voice was definitely Michaels, although the Spanish accent was more noticeable.

"Uh, Michael? That you?" Ender asked.

"Yes, and before you continue to call me Michael, my name is Meta Knight," Meta Knight said. Right after he said this, the toilet flushed and Pitoo walked out and leaned against the wall.

"What. The actual. F-"

"Language!" Sora once again cut someone off before they could finish what they were saying.

"I was gonna say fudge," Pitoo said.

"Yeah right," Ender scoffed. Dark Pit jerked his head to the singular desk in the room.

"What are those?" Everyone's eyes fell to the new tablets sitting on the table. They all had names on the back. Ender picked his up.

"The tablets Master Hand told us about. Probably," Ender pressed his finger to an outlined place and it hummed to life. There were four tabs. SECURITY, SOCIAL, ABILITIES, BACKSTORY. Ender tried pressing BACKSTORY but it flashed a message: NOT READY YET.

"Well, that's not concerning at all," Ender muttered. The other three picked up theirs and logged in.

"What, the fact your backstory's locked? Mine to. Even though there's not much to," Pitoo muttered.

"Mine just opened," Sora said.

"Mine as well," Meta Knight also said. Ender turned to Pitoo.

"I'm assuming you have a name other than Pitoo? I saw you and your twin brother," Ender said.

"Yeah, the real name's Dark Pit. Word of warning, don't call me Pitoo," the threat was met by a snicker from Ender.

"Your real name's Dark Pit?" He asked.

"You gotta problem with that?" Dark Pit asked. Ender put his hands up in a placating gesture, a smirk on his face.

"No problems at all," Ender said. Sora facepalmed.

"Dorm life is going to be really stressful, isn't it?" He asked.

"Or it could be super fun," Ender pointed out. A knock sounded at the door and Sora moved to open it. Daisy stepped in.

"Sup Ender," she said.

"What's up Daisy?"

"Well, to drown out the weirdness that just happened, Peach and I are setting up a Truth or Dare in the common area, if any of you want to join," she offered.

"None of us are going to that, right?" Sora asked.

"Nope,"

"No,"

"Will there be booze?" A devilish smirk crept up Dark Pit's face as Ender, Sora, and Meta Knight facepalmed. A wide smile grew on Daisy's face as well.

"Hell yes!" Dark Pit immediately moved to the door.

"See ya losers later!" Sora closed the door gingerly after them.

"Let's lock him out and see if he can figure out how to get in while drunk," Ender suggested.
"No!" Sora said. Ender yet again put his hands up in a placating gesture.

"I'm going to go exploring," Ender said, following in Dark Pit's footsteps out the door.

Okay, that's all I'm writing. I am done. I have been writing far too friggity friggin long. Anyways, see ya guys, Peace!