Do to difficulty, Im thinking of having Alex close us at the end and having someone else up here with me. Only because it makes more sense. So, making this happen, I have Roy up here with me and Marth down their with Alex :3

Roy: I feel honored XD

Glad to hear that. ^^" Now disclaim and we can get chapter 2 on the way.

Roy: As said in pervious pages, and stories, she does not own Super Smash Bros Melee or Brawl in any shape or form, but she does own the idea for what is happening to Alexander in this current story, the Demi brothers and other characters to be mentioned later on. XD

Thank you Roy. Onward Chapter 2!

Unaware of the current mishap happening in the angel's room, the other smashers were awaiting for the angel's arrival for his battle to begin. Currently the smashers were talking among themsevles deciding who will win the upcoming battle and if it will be intertaining enough for themselves. It wasn't long until the two swordsmen arrived where the other smashers were gathering, having a fellow swordsmen come over.

"Hey Link" Marth replied as Roy gave a friendly wave to the elf boy who came near them.

"Hey guys, wasn't Alex with you before?"

"Yeah, he was. He said something about wanting to check something out before coming to his battle. Not entirely sure why; he never told us."

"I see..."

Roy glanced at his two talking before snapping his fingers causing both of them to give him a stare. "Link, prehaps you know. Do you have an idea who Alex is going against?"

"In fact I do. Its actually the mouse Pikachu over there actually." He replied getting Roy to chuckle and Marth to blinked mentally wincing.

"God, hes in a world of hurt. Speaking of which where is that angel!" The red-head remarked getting his compaions to nod in reply.

In reply, the other smashers noticed the same thing. The angel had told Marth and Roy he would return shortly. Its already been 25 minutes and he still hasn't shown up. Along with that, Ganon wasn't around which made a small amount of uneasyness go threw most of them. That could mean trouble definally. The impatience spread throughout the smashers angry remarks coming from those who really wanted to see the fight. This contiued until Master Hand arrived staring around noticing nothing going on.

"Whats going on people?" He questioned, getting the smashers to groan in reply.

"Alexander hasn't showed up for his battle and its in 3 mintues. Have you seen him?" Marth spoke up getting the others to nod.

"I haven't. That's why I sent Crazy after the angel and find out whats taking him so very damn long."

Everyone seemed to groan or mentally groan for that matter. They all knew Crazy was forgetful and could easily trail off to another task. How can Master Hand even trust that guy? Not to mention he was a bit...was werid the right word for it?

Seeing them grumble, Master Hand rolled his eyes. "Come on now, Smashers. Crazy isn't all that bad. You should all know that much and he is not that forgetful as you believe." He remarked.

"Says who?" Falco answered looking at the hand in front of him and a look of annoyance of boredum.

"Says us"

Falco jumped off his feet, landing on the ground with a curse. In reply, the smashers turned toward the direction they heard the voice. Standing there, was Alex, Crazy and Ganon, all three looking well as if nothing happened. Someone called about time which was most likely on of the brutes in the back which only made Alex give a simple shrug and Ganon to yell out a curse.

"It is nice for you to join us, Alex. Your battle will begin momentarlly." Master Hand spoke up causing the angel to simply nod and walk off toward the three swordsmen.

Roy couldn't help but smirk as the angel neared them with a simple calm look on his face. "I thought you were only suppose to check on something. It shouldn't take that freaking long don't ya think?" He remarked his tone teasing.

"Yeah well...kinda had an unexpected guess show up." The angel replied glancing over at Ganon with a glare who answered back with a growl.

The words made Marth frown. "I see. You weren't harmed were you?" He questioned.

The angel thought about it for a few moments letting a small memory go threw him. A small flashback if you want to call it that.

A resounding thud answered the angels dorm as someone fell on the ground and a curse followed afterwards. The thud belonged to the angel who seemed to be slightly dazed as Ganon watched him from his spot. "Next time, watch it."

"What ever do you mean? I wasn't in the way at all! Your the one who fell out of the mirror."

"Yeah yea. Thats what I got before. I don't need you to tell me that," The youth protested highly, standing to his feet brushing off the dirt.


"Huh uh...anyway, telling you know. You have a battle now. Best you be on your way."

"Must I worry? Its not going on my records"


"Touche"

The youth blinked a moment getting a few stares form the two swordsmen who were looking at him quizzily. "Ney, I'm perfectly fine." he grinned. Turning he walked off away from them toward the teloporters nodding toward the mouse poke'mon standing next to him. 'So this is who he meant' he thought to himself before he shrugged. He gently closed his eyes letting the teloportation take him away toward the battle at hand...or was until he noticed something missing. It made him pause glancing at his side, noticing his blade gone.

"Are we missing something little angel? Something rather important to say the least," Ganon spoke up, his voice cruel and harsh; the normal tone it always was. He ignored the other smashers looks of annoyance and anger simply walking part way over; hand holding on the shealth of the blade. Glancing at it once, he casually threw it over toward the angel who caught it with ease, "You may notice the changes that I have made to it. But they are rather impressive changes, good ones at that. Ones that you will like very much so," he remarked, giving a soft grin himself.

The angel only stared at him still somewhat confused on how the heck he lost the sword in the first place. And how did Ganon grab it when he wasn't looking at that....he rolled his eyes to himself, remembering how he did to say swipe it. Seeing a moment, he took the blade from the shealth noticing the brand new steel blade in his hand. A gentle grin spread across his lips, much like a kid getting a new toy. "Uh, thanks." He muttered seeming unsure to use the word at all.

The blade had took a turn of looks drastically. The once golden hilt was now silver; the blade itself a dark deep blood like color close to pitch black. Instead of golden words of hope, the blade now gave dark grey words of fear and death to come. The blade only had a small amount of light aura lingering around it, now replaced with the dark aura of another kind. Most of the smashers would think that Alexander would be furious, but he was the opposite. He was glad. And didn't mind the changes.

This was only one of the few things that struck the smashers as odd, watching the angel walk off back toward the teloporter to be with the mouse. It was more of a surprise on why Ganon did such a thing in the first place, and at that improving someone's weapon. That and how the blade had changed so different then what it was eariler this day.

It wasnt long from these thoughts left the smashers as they noticed the angel and the poke'mon teloported to their selected area by random.

Alexander vs. Pickachu - Pokemon Stadium

The two smashers appeared; both facing eachother on the raised two prepared themselves, Alex shealthing his blade getting a few surprised remarks from the smashers who exclaimed in annoyance at his idea. He ignored it his eyes watching the mouse with interest. When a resounding "go" was said, the angel imeditally snapped out his thoughts prepared.

Pickachu was the first to attack; rushing at the angel in a full tackle assult. The yellow mouse jumped over the gap ramming into the prepared angel his head hitting the youths arms. Sparks were sent off from its cheeks hitting the angels skin who jumped back throwing the mouse off balance and over the edge.

Taking a moment to gather his breath, Alex jumped downwards magic charging up in his hands. White and dark magic crackled and click as "ohs" and "ahs" came from the smashers in shock. Moving swiftly, he was on the ground watching the yellow mouse with annoyance. The angel gave a yell slashing the attack straight at the yellow poke'mon, sending him flying off the arena with no chance to recover.

"I'm impressed" Roy exclaimed watching with eagerness, grinning madly like a child. "Those magic skills are as best as he said they were." He gave a grin smirking. "Sweet!"

Marth only shook his head rolling his eyes as well. He watched the battle carefully only to suddenly wince as he saw Pickachu realease a thundershock and following it with another tackle. Both hitting their mark easily on the angel who was knocked off the arena unable to pull out his wings in time to pull himself up.

A few seconds later, the angel reappeared hands on his knees gasping for startled breath. Growling he moved, avoiding Pickachu's incoming attacks, landing on his hands and pushed himself upwards avoiding Pickachu's other assult. The angel glanced over at the time, seeing it flashing.

He only had a few mintues left.

'Damn, this is putting too much strain. I should of been more carefull of my timing' The angel muttered to himself, his twisted thoughts showing his unstable status. The angel moved, blocking another attack narrowing just getting missed by an incoming thunder bolt. He did a quick check around him hearing the clock ticking away the final seconds. Moving a hand he got another set of magic ready...

And blasted the mouse away out of bounds, a resounding game being said as the clock hit with only ten seconds left.

Alexander: Finally...End of chapter. XP

Marth: Odd...thought she was going to go worse on you.

Alex: Dont give her any ideas...wait...too late. She has some *shivers*

Both: R and R people! Please?