A/N: Hello all again. Chapter 3 here and welcome back. Now we start learning a bit more about Alex it seems.
nkinAlex: Joy…
Me: Onward chapter 3 and I don't own this game. Only person I own is Alexander.
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It was dark. The whole hallway was dark. Not a single light came from anywhere. It was never ending darkness. And Alexander could barely see anything in front of him. But that was only for a short while at least. The lights flickered on imeditally showing the dreaded seen in front of the youths eyes.
He could see himself when he was younger, holding onto something tightly. He was crying…something happened. The present Alex moved closer only to have his eyes widen. His younger self was holding onto his mothers dead corpuse. Blood was still dripping from her wounds and her eyes were shut, Her skin was pale and showed the scars she received. The words, protect yourself were written in blood on the wall. Her blood. Her words to him from those long years ago…
The images faded showing another wave of images. A fire….a scream of a child…
Alexander jolted awake in his bed sitting bolt right sweat slidding down his face. He glanced around a bit before letting the feelings come back to him. The meeting with the smashers the night before, the happiness that he had with them. He grumbled, glancing over at the clock that was blinking 7am. He sighed, blowing his hair from his face and crawled out of bed. According to what Master Hand had said, he said that breakfast was at 8 and the arenas won't open until 9. Which gave Alexander and Roy time to relax and enjoy a good meal.
Alex sighed, thinking back to the swordman. Calm and a good friend that was for sure. He smiled at the thought. He just came and he already found nice people. He frowned at the thought as he looked outside before getting dressed. He looked at himself in the mirror seeing his human self. 'Human? Blah' he thought rubbing the side of his back feeling a pressure against him. He sighed a bit. What would they think of him when they actually saw what he was. What would they do? The only one who knew right now were the hand brothers. That's all for now. He sighed to himself once again.
"Alex?" His name was called on the otherside of the door followed by a knock. "You up and awake?"
Alex glanced over at the door zipping up his no sleeve jacket and slipped on his sandals coming over. He took a moment to recover from the dream before he opened the door and looked to Marth and Roy standing there. "Does this answer your question?" he muttered to them offering them to come in.
"Aye it does. Ready for some good food?" Marth asked as Roy grinned.
"And your first battle?" The red-head added getting a hit on the head.
"No pressure…" Marth added.
Alex laughed lightly at the remark getting his blade off the chair and attached it to his waist. "Guys, its fine, really. I'm used to this by now. Battles and all. After what I went threw back at home, this would be a piece of cake." He replied.
"Cake? What flavor?"
Marth rolled his eyes hitting Roy on the head once more. "Will you for once stop thinking of food?"
"I can't help it. I'm hungry!" The red-head wined in reply. His stomach growled in response giving both of the other two swords-man a laugh.
The three friends walked together down the halls of the mansion coming inside the dinning area to notice the girls sitting not far away and the poke'mon already on the move after some cheese. After getting their meals, the three friends joined the two princesses at the table. The conversations were friendly and mostly full of humor. By the end of the breakfast the conversation suddenly switched from their current topic of Mexican food to the battle going to take place.
"Alex, what are you using in battle?" Zelda asked the youth who simply smiled at the words.
"That is for you guys to find out"
"Your not going to tell us?" Roy teased as Marth listened silently.
"Heck no. A competor never tells his moves before a battle."
Roy wined as Marth grinned at the statement. "Did you tell him that Marth?"
The prince shook his head. "Never uttered a word about it" he commented as Alex smiled at the words.
"Roy, I know the saying by my parents. They taught it to me well." He commented with a laugh. Alex noticed the look he received. "My parents weren't fighters. It was just an old saying in my family." He added with a slight smile. He leaned back smiling a bit to himself.
"When's the battle?" Peach spoke up as Roy thought about it.
"9:30" he replied to her stretching. He glanced over at Alex who was stll content and all. Odd…he wasn't at all scared. Strange.
The red-head just shook his head at the thought. He knew this battle was going to be different from the other ones. For he knew Alex was one of those determine youth. He blinked a bit. He wasn't even showing fear about his first battle at an arena. There was more then he wasn't telling them. Much more. But what? The swords-man sighed taking a bite out of his toast in thought. This was indeed going to be a great battle. He could feel it in his bones.
A/N: That's end of chapter. The next chapter is where the fun begins. The smashers are in for a surprise. Review people!