A/N: Sorry about the long delay folks. Its been awhile for me to decide how I was going to write this chapter and if it was going to be needing extra information. It seems short, but it isn't or at least I tried to not make it short. ^^" Still, I hope you enjoy it being it does tell a bit more about Alex here. A lot more. :3 Now, as of further note, Alex, disclaim!

Alex: See last chapter for disclaimer! XD
. Thanks a lot Alex. Away next chapter.

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He had speffically told Master Hand to have him not in the center of the room. For that made him feel a bit overly concerned and overly worried. This though, was lucky heard by Master Hand who followed his terms. It, of course wasn't exactly what the angel had in mind but it was good enough. Instead of being in the middle, he was on the side. It was nerving but better then before. To say at least. Alexander took deep gentle breaths, keeping his eyes focused on the ancient red carpet. It seemed to steady him, but the angel knew. Oh he knew it didn't help this annoyed feeling. And despair.

As for the other smashers, all of them were present and accounted for. They knew what this was fully about, they had there ideas and reasons to know. They could all still remember the words of the Demi brothers had said to them before they had vanished hours before.

"He knows a bit more information then he is telling." "So we'll let you take care of it from here"

The words were simple, but were they true? Was this to say interrogation more then meets the eye. Is there a main reason why Alex never told anyone? They had doubts about the angel in front of them yes. They believed he also was hiding something since day one. But was it this serious? And was it the right move?

The silence continued on before the all but silent angel finally spoke. His voice was calm showing no doubt or fear but there was a hint of unsteadyness in the tone. He was trying to show he could deal with this. And it wasn't that bad. "Being you want answers to your questions, I will happly answer them. So ask away, and I will answer as best as I am capable of." He replied glancing at them smiling slight.

Pondering questions formed in each of the smashers heads. This was what they were waiting for right? The answers to those dreaded questions they been having for the month's this angel arrived. This was there chance. Wasn't it?

As the others smashers continued to think of their questions, Master Hand was the one who finally broke the silence once more. The hand glanced at the smashers first, regaining himself and thinking of how to word it. Glancing over at the angel, he noticed the calm look on his face. "Alright, since we all know what this is about, I will skip those details. Being Alex is gratious enough to tell us what we want to know, we should ask him," Pausing he glanced back at the ground then at his brother who was staring at everyone in silence. "Now Alex, were exactly did you come from? As in a town and such."

And it begun.

The angel took calming breaths thinking of the right words and the right terms. Moving his head, lifting it up, he glanced at the two hands then at the smashers. And finally spoke. "Like I told you and the other smashers, I did come from a town up north near the mountains. The town or rather village actually is small, decent but a good place to be. It is not located on any of your maps, for protection. Only traders know where this village is located."

"What is the town name?"

Alex glanced over at Marth who nodded of him being the one asking the question. The angel smiled a bit grinning. "Shyis, why? You believe you heard of it?"

The youth remained quiet at the name. Shyis, it did seem familiar somehow. Lifting his head he blinked before he nodded. "I heard it around I guess. Those who are lucky enough say it's a good place to go to. Great trading, shops, supplies. And one of the few villages that is still under Kings and queens rule. Is that correct?"

"Precisely Marth."

"Now, are the citizens like yourself? Look like you and all?" Peach asked looking at the angel.

That struck a bit deep. Deeper then Alex had hoped. Taking breaths to calm himself, he closed his eyes remembering the time of that moment. Lifting his head he listened, feeling himself go in and out of his memories…

" What is going on around here?"

"Run! Its coming back. Everyone scatter!"

"Sir! Sir? Alex!"

Alex blinked, glancing at the other smashers who were looking at him concerned. He shrugged after a moment, before he finally answered. "Well, some are some aren't actually. Its one of those things that no one expected to happen. That no one expected to see it coming or anything." He could see the confusion on everyone elses faces. Taking a moment, he chuckled before he spoke answering. "You see, those who are like me actually weren't born like this. If you were, that was rare and some would call it a curse."

"A curse?"

"That was the orginal term used. For before we became this, we were indeed human. It was a bit of a surprise for us when it happened. A normal day, into one of such chaos. It was awhile when it happened. I was young at the time like other kids my age. At the time, a sudden spread of a wave of debris came at us. We at first thought it was nothing but it was actually. Something ubnormal that no one expected. It was like a virus of some sort. Everyone began to scatter, kids were hit and adults. I was in the mild but was hit by a wave of it. I barely remember anything after that actually." He paused to take a breath, glancing back at the ground ignoring their faces. "A few days later, kids alike began to collapse. It was then that everyone began to worry. Whatever that debris was it only affected kids. Those scattered adults affected only began to experience the symptoms and surived them. Those symptoms was what began to make us seem…different."

The angel sighed looking over at the others getting the looks of them all. He moved a hand threw his hair feeling relaxed as it can be. Yet, as he stood, it was noticeable of the shakeyness threw him. He glanced at the ground before he wrapped his wings around himself. "I was one of those few who had experienced the changes. These wings you see? They were one of major changes I began to experience. They grew threw hours, to long days from the bones of my ribs. After long weeks, these wings were formed like others. I became this with small amounts of magic like what some others had devolped."

"Magic? You can use it?"

The angel turned toward a surprised Roy but he could tell the red-head's gladness. "Yeah, not much but I can. I hoped to improve myself being here." He smiled hiding his uneasiness. He could still feel the terror of the experience, the pain, and the anger. It made his entire body twitch, causing him to lean against the wall sighing. Everything felt torn inside him, he could feel the suffering return to his withering broken soul.

A large amount of oh gods and one holy escaped the bunch the smashers. It was a few seconds later that Zelda came toward the angel calming his shoken up nerves. He was so shoken up he could barely utter a word that he was okay.

"Master Hand, this is gone far enough. Alex obiviously can't continue. I believe we heard more then enough" Zelda responded glaring at the hand as Alex swallowed many times to clear his throat.

"He will speak up the rest-" The hand's remark was cut short by a growl.

"No. Its been more then enough"

Alex frowned inwardly at the words. They don't understand that he is alright. "Guys, I'm fine. Honestly…" He whispered finally getting the other smashers to look at him a bit surprised by his words. He smiled though grinning lightly. "It nothing serious." He smiled showing how he was fine.

"But Alex…" Zelda protested, not wanting him to go threw with this. She grumbled afterwards when he moved from her grip and smiled gently patting her shoulder.

"Its fine." He replied simply.

The smashers stared at the determined angel who was sitting back on the chair. Determination was in his voice and it was plain that he wished to continue this conversation. The smashers glanced at eachother though, unsure if this was a wise choice. Yet what could they do? The angel already seemed to make up his mind.

Finally Roy spoke nodding softly to his friend. "Alright Alex, if that is what you wish." He replied with a nod from Marth in response. Yet it was plain the amount of concern on each of there faces.

Silence followed a bit later letting everyone recover themselves along with giving Alex the time to calm down. It was Master Hand who broke the dreaded silence that went threw the room, getting a few others to calm down. "Alright since that was settled again, now we can continue where we left off. Agreed?" Seeing the others nod, he turned back to Alex who was waiting patiently. "Alright Alex, those two who showed up before. What did they actually mean by taking you back to the village?"

It wasn't very noticeable being Alex hid it well that the names struck a cord deep inside his soul. "Well techinally they were talking about me and a certain accident that had happened. They fully believe, like everyone else, that it was my fault for it."

"And what did happen?"

Hearing the words, and glancing at who asked the question, Alex grinned shaking his head and went into the box by his feet. "According to what the village police had told everyone else and the news," He paused, taking out a sheet of paper of an old record and handed it to Master Hand. "They believe that I commited a crime, murdering fellow citizens. And I guess they weren't far off. Well that's what they believe of course." He replied noticing the Hands face.

The Hand sighed moving the article. "Listen well smashers. For I am only going to say this once," Taking a breath, the hand read the following article he was provided:

Disaster struck Shyis early on Monday morning.
After long hours of clean up from the bloody mess in the village square, it is estimated that about ten lives were lost in the fights.
Reports say that the culpurt of this mess is the villages own Alexander Angelic. We had recently asked Alexander's father about this predicament but he refused to answer but told us he would say it seemed possible for the kid. Other reports say that the angel was framed for the crime.
We are looking for information to see what is true about this crime. It is also said that recent folks went off in search of the angel that had recently vanished without a trace.

Surprise went threw each smasher as they stared at the angel in front of them. No one could utter a word, and it seemed for a time that everyone stopped breathing. It took the shock to settle down before someone finally spoke out. "And…did you?"

"Hell no! I would never…well that's what I hope at least. I barely recall the accident myself," He replied with a nod a bit unsure. He glanced back out the window quickly hiding his uneasiness. "I mean, I don't know. I'm starting to get confused actually. Maybe I told a bit too much." He muttered rubbing his neck.

It was those words that made the smashers agree for once. This was going a bit too far then they thought. They got there ideas now, they got there points. They also got their answers. It was the best move to let Alex finish this and go lay down.

After Master Hand agreed to put it off to another day, Marth and Roy went with the angel toward his dorm. The three swordsman got into a small friendly conversation again before Alex broke it short once they reached his dorm. "Thanks for the company guys. I'll take it from here. I'm tired as heck" He grinned laughing a bit.

"Alright Alex. Rest well"

"I will" Alex smiled nodding his farewell before he went off into his dorm shutting the door behind him. Dropping everything to the ground, he collapsed on his bed with his clothes still on deciding it was pointless to get changed. Yawning deeply, he listened around him hearing a faded laughter of some sort. Ignoring it for the time being, he finally gave into the enternal darkness that welcomed him.

A/N: Longest…chapter. XD
Alex: Can I kill you?
anyway, thanks for staying. Please R and R guys!