Waahaha 3rd part, 4 more to go.

Disc: Nope I do not own them =w=

The school hallways were so clean and bright. That was by far weird. Ike's footsteps were echoed all over the hallway.

"Uhm is anyone there?" he asked, getting nervous because of the echo of his voice. "Hello?"

All of a sudden a sweet music started to play at the end of the hall. Like a soothing melody that made you go and forget everything. Ike followed the noise but as he passed an open classroom he stopped.

"Guys?" Ike saw his school friends over the desks. They were immobile, like frozen.

"Hey!" Ike waved his hand in front of Link's face but there was no answer. He did the same with Marth and Roy's but it was useless... until he heard their voices on the other classroom.

"Did you hear? About the accident" Roy said but there was something different. His voice was dark and at the same time sarcastic.

"Oh yeah, the crash, funny thing" Marth's voice followed, and Link's laugh echoed the room.

'What… what's going on?' Ike asked to him self and opened the classroom.

But what he saw was like a nightmare: It was not a classroom anymore. It was the rest of a bus, crystal pieces shattered over the floor, blood, the smell of the burned tires. And right in the middle he saw his "friends" faceless.

Ike wanted to scream but no sound came from his mouth. Roy, Link and Marth were around what appear to be him.

"He had a good life" Roy said. Or that's what Ike thought since there was no mouth on the red haired face "Too bad he ended up like this"

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it now" Marth sighed and Link nodded "He's now dead"

'Dead?! Wait! I can't be dead!' Ike panicked and the three figures started to laugh.

"Stop it! Stop laughing!" he suddenly screamed but the figures were gone. He was yelling to no one. He could feel his ears burning. All that noise, the laughs. It had to be a lie. A horrible nightmare.

"Please stop it!" Ike screamed again but it was useless. All he wanted was those voices to quiet because he craved deep in his heart they were lies. He wanted to listen the music. The music that could calm him in that dark world.

"Dr. Mario, please go to room 305. Dr. Mario, please go to room 305"

A sweet voice was heard from the hospital communicators.

Inside room 305 was laying still unconscious Ike. His eyes were bandaged, such as his left shoulder and torso. An IV connected to his wrist and the constant machines making a beeping sound showing his heart beat.

"Where's the doctor?" Roy asked again while looking up at the door

"This is the fourth time you ask, stop it" Marth said trying to remain calm but he was as impatient as his friend.

Link on the other side was staring at the window. "Is not fair" he said "Is just...not fair" Marth turned to the blonde "Don't say it was your fault Link, it wasn't" Link sat on the floor.

"I didn't want to say that" Link said.

Marth turned again to see the boy lying over the bed. He was unconscious, but the bluenette wanted to think he was just asleep. Ike's breathing was rhythmical. Marth stared for a while his face and couldn't help but remember something familiar to him.

Flashback

"Give it back!" A young Marth around 11 years old was yelling against some two older bully guys. "You are going to break it!"

"Did you hear that? We're going to break his diadem" one of the bullies said sarcastically. His friend took the little kid by the collar and pushed him to the floor "She deserves it"

Marth's eyes were starting to fill up with tears when someone came and shoved the guy that pushed him before. "Go bother someone your same age!" the defendant said.

"This is not your business Ike get out!" the first boy said but Ike frowned "It is if you bother my friends! Now give that back!" he said and approached to the kid.

Marth hugged his knees and closed his eyes. Suddenly someone tapped his shoulder. "Is okay, they are gone"

Marth looked up at the boy: his face was a little bruised and his hair messy and dirty but outside of that he was fine. And he was holding Marth's tiara.

"I think this is yours" Ike smiled and placed it over Marth's head. Marth blinked but slowly smiled "Thank you".
"Is okay, after all I fight for my friends" Ike grinned.

End of flashback

Marth clutched to his knees 'Wake up Ike, please wake up'.

Roy looked outside the room for the seventh time. He had been doing that every 20 seconds. It was something he couldn't help to do…

Flashback

"You just don't know when to rest, do you?" Ike said from the door corner to the red haired boy that was training against a sand bag.

"Don't...tell...me…you…do" Roy said, not bothering to look at his friend.

Ike sighed "You need at least someone to practice all your fancy movements"

Roy stopped and glared at him "Fancy you say?!" Ike nodded, making Roy's temper rise "Well Mr. I can -do- better -than- you, show it!"

Ike blinked at the challenge but smiled. As he was taking off his shoes to enter the arena he said to his high- tempered friend "You asked for it, so you'll get no sympathy from me"

"I can't expect less"

End of flashback

Roy went to the hall again 'Come on Ike, don't give up'

Link stared from the floor to his friend. To control his nervousness he was throwing a pencil to the air with one hand and catching it with the other…

Flashback

"Damn right-handed people!" 15 year old Link yelled as he threw away the sword.

Ike closed his book and approached to his friend "Hey don't damn me please, all you need is practice"

Link groaned "You know I wasn't talking about you, is just... I'm so used to the left hand when is about sword practicing, damn the coach and his ambidextrous ideas!" Ike laughed.

"Are you going to damn everyone or are you going to practice?" he said. Link couldn't help but to smile a little "Well, help me then"

Ike grinned "Prepare your self"

End of flashback

'Damn it Ike please' Link threw again the pencil.

At that moment the door opened.

"I have some good and bad news to tell you" the Dr. said.