A/N: Hello all. If you're present and accounted for, then welcome back to chapter…7?

Alex: Yes ya twit.

Very harsh Alex. Wonderful. Anyway, chapter 7 on the way but first, someone needs to disclaim!

Alex: *huffs* Fine I will. To get this over with. As she has been saying in many other chapters of this very long story, she does not own SSBM, the company in which created it, and the characters from other games. She only owns me (Alexander), the twin brothers who are introduced further, and others that follow.

Thank you Alex. And now, onward Chapter 7!

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A silence went between the smashers, the two hands, and the two unexpected demon/angel demon guests. A deafen silence that showed around the entire room, all revolving around the certain angel smasher everyone seemed to know. And even a bit more information that not many knew about. Or even expected for that matter.

Yes, Alexander knew well that everything was on the line. That also included his secrets, his status, and even perhaps his life if it came to that. Though, that highly depended on what these two decided on. And that was only half of Alexander's worries right now.

A voice snapped him out of his thoughts, forcing Alexander to turn and look at the male in the red. "Well? What's your damn answer? You decide which side of the story you rather hear? Our side or that twerp's side? Well, we haven't gotten all day!" The male in black, Saron, chuckled lightly. His voice was cold but with that sheer laughter it gave it even a creeper meaning.

"Hush brother. Let them think about it before drawing to conclusions. It is after all the wise move isn't it?" Lance, the one next to Saron, replied his voice calm but showing small amount of coldness. Glancing over each smasher in turn, his eyes couldn't help but notice Marth struggling to hold back a furious Roy. It was plain the swordsman had other plans. Looking around further, he could see the other smashers debating on the words he spoke.

Yes it a bit of a wonder for the two males. To see these smashers have such a confusion look on their face. But who wouldn't? Especially when it came down to this angel in this mix.

It was Master Hand who stopped the silence. After frowning a bit and thinking about what to say and ask, the hand glanced over at Alexander's direction seeing the angel return the look with a simple /I don't care/ expression. Seeing there was no other choice, the hand spoke. "Before we get to that, who are you exactly and where did you indeed come from? Along with that note, why in god's name did you come?"

The two brothers smiled in response at the words, smirking lightly at each thought. In return, Saron almost broke out into another laughing fit if it wasn't for Lance to whack him on the side of head giving a curse yelled at him and Lance to respond to Master Hand's questions. "My apologies for my brother's rudeness. He's a bit insane if you catch my drift and that's usually all the time." He replied nodding his head in his brother's direction who was rubbing the side of his head.

"As for your questions, I would happily answer them. Well, most of them at least." He commented giving a stretch in response. "I will tell you all you need to know and then some if you truly want to hear it." He continued watching the smasher's reaction as Saron smirked at Alexander's. "Now for the easy of the questions. My name, as you might have heard from my dear brother here, is Lance Reis. And this is my dear twin brother Saron. As you can tell, easily, we're not exactly what you would call a normal person…" He muttered.

"That's for damn sure…" The red-head's mocking remark came from Marth's grip around his waist.

Lance paid no attention to the brute's remark, turning his focus back on the other smashers and then the angel. He smiled softly before looking back at the hand. "As I was saying, by some odd mutation and mishap, if you wish to call it something like that, one of us was born angel while the other born a demon. Trust, it wasn't by accident." He commented flatly glancing at the ground before shaking his head. It really disgusted him.

"But don't you believe there is a hidden blood trait involved? That one of your family members may be one or the other? And they never told neither of you about it?" Crazy, who had been oddly quiet right now, spoke up finally as Alex mentally cursed.

"Most likely that's the case, but we barely find the means to ask. Being our father is such a high rank and all, it's better to not ask questions. For if you ask questions in his terms, most likely your dead." Lance answered as Saron chuckled grinning.

"Because you follow your damn good for nothing father whatever he damn says. He's a living triant and doesn't deserve to live any longer then he has." Alex spoke up, his rage covering his voice thick as marshmallow fluff. His hands were clenched in a fist each, his wings twitching with anger as it boiled under his skin. He completely ignored the smasher's stares, but listened to Roy's silent cheers. "He's a spoiled rotten creep and brat!" he snapped seeming to now show even stronger hatred. For now at least.

"Now, now Alexander. That's not fully true now is it? The last time I knew you're the one we all should hate. For what you have done those days ago. So not long ago indeed. But more so, running from the village,"

"For creating a chaos?" Saron finished laughing as he moved toward Alexander, ready to pounce. Of course, that didn't exactly happen. In a few seconds or so, Saron had backed up a few steps rubbing his chest were Roy had kicked him. Rage plastid on his face. "Good for nothing red-headed-"his taunt was cut off.

"A chaos that was never supposes to happen. Like I said before and what I still believe, it's your damn father's fault for everything that's happening" The angel smasher hissed, his hand gripping the hilt to his blade now. Rage was burning in his skin. Anger was in his voice. He was so close in snapping and loosing himself. Well, not close enough actually. Only a small bit of time.

Lance only rolled his eyes as Saron continued to growl furiously. "Seems to be that you're not going to come are you Alexander? Figures much. Should have easily expected this. Guess that means we must go by force then," He smirked moving his arm as Saron huffed. "Shall we begin Saron?"

"Let's."

A simple word. A smile command. Before any of the smashers could realize it, the twin brothers were on the move aiming toward Alexander's neck.

A/N: Another cliff hanger...XD

Alex: *kicks at* Screw you.
Anyway…chapter 8 will be coming soon hopefully and yes, it is already written out. So, Review please!