Chapter Six: The Plot Unfolds
Author's note: Okay, this is the moment everyone's been waiting for, which side Roy will choose. This took forever to type. This chapter is like twice as long as the other chapters in this story. I would have finished this much sooner, but I suffered from a brief span of writer's block, a lack of willingness to actually type this, homework, and I haven't been near a computer much; plus we lost power for most of one day. (Excuses, excuses, I know) Okay and I also forgot to put a disclaimer in the first chapter.I do not own Super Smash Bros., Nintendo, or any of the characters in this story. (Wow big surprise.) Please tell me you all knew that. Congratulations if you're still reading this author's note because I would have skipped it and read the story. Since everyone is so interested in Roy's decision I will stop talking until the end of the chapter. (Promise).
Thoughts reeled through Roy's mind, but finally he made up his mind. "Alright, Mewtwo. We have a deal. I'll help you out. If Nintendo won't give me respect as a hero, perhaps they'll give me respect as a villain. Maybe my friends will treat me with more respect also."
Mewtwo smiled. "Glad to hear that you'll be helping us out, Roy. Your swordsmanship will be a great asset."
"When are you planning your grand attack?"
"Most likely within five days. There are a large number of villains working with us, most notably myself, Bowser and Ganondorf. Most of the villains you will most likely not have met, but I believe you will soon fit in. You will be fighting mostly in Akanea, Tellius, Hyrule, or here."
"So I'll be fighting my ex-friends mostly."
"Will that be a problem?" Mewtwo asked.
"The exact opposite," Roy replied. "I look forward to facing Marth and Link."
"Good." The psychic Pokémon tossed Roy a small handheld communicator. "Don't let anyone from Elibe see it. That is future technology, and they wouldn't understand it. We will let you know when it is time to attack the Smash Mansion. Understand?"
"Crystal clear."
--
Amber eyes flicked open. Silver's vision wavered as he slowly sat up. His head felt like a cinderblock had been dropped on it. He groaned in pain. "Are you awake?" a voice asked.
"Blaze?" Silver asked, his eyes finally falling on his feline friend.
"Oh, good you are awake."
"Where are we?"
"In some kind of prison. I don't know exactly where."
"What about Mephiles?"
"I haven't seen him." Blaze fell unusually silent. "I'm sorry Silver."
"For what?" he asked.
"I can remember parts of a conversation between you and Mephiles. I'm the reason we're stuck here."
"Mephiles could have easily knocked out me instead of you," Silver replied. "We were both completely unaware of his presence. He caught us completely off guard. We'll just have to escape somehow." He concentrated his telekinetic energy on the door, with no results.
"It's no use," Blaze said. "I can't use my pyrokinetics either."
Silver rubbed his temples. "How are we going to warn Sonic about Eggman's plot?"
"You won't be warning Sonic about anything," a menacing voice said. A grotesque alien stepped out of the shadows. "In fact you two will be the perfect bait to lure him to his demise."
"So you're another one of Sonic's enemies?" Silver asked. How many enemies does Sonic have?
"In a way. My main dispute is with Shadow the Hedgehog, but not that concerns you. I doubt Shadow would risk his life to save you two."
Silver had no response to that comment. He glared at the black alien. "Who are you, and where are we?"
"If you must know, I am Black Doom, leader of the Black Arms. You are imprisoned aboard my main starship. I would not try to escape. It is impossible."
"Nothing's impossible," Silver muttered, after the alien leader left. Sometimes Blaze found Silver's optimism inspiring; other times she felt that his naïveté got the better of him. Now she could not tell which opinion held more truth. She did not want to just give up, but she could see that there was no possible way of escape…for now. Unless something changed, even if they got out of their cell, they would be stuck on the ship in the middle of space. Best just to wait and see if something would happen. Blaze sighed. But would they be dead by then?
--
A musical sound like the tone of a bell woke Knuckles up from his peaceful nap. A serene, green glow emitted from the Master Emerald. He jumped to his feet wondering what was wrong with the Master Emerald. A figure obscured in the green light floated out of the Emerald towards the ground. A female echidna in ancient clothes stood on wobbly legs.
"Tikal!" Knuckles exclaimed, catching her as she stumbled forward. "What are you doing here?"
"Something is happening in this world that is affecting Chaos' domain," she said softly.
"What's happening?" Knuckles asked, concerned.
"I wish I knew," she replied. "I have no clue what's going on; I just know that whatever is about to happen will have disastrous consequences." Her blue eyes were grave.
"Well you might as well alert the others to this danger," Knuckles said. Great time for Sonic to go off and fight in some tournament.
--
"What kind of ship is that?" Krystal asked Slippy, sailing through space in her Arwing. Her aqua eyes narrowed, trying to classify the ship.
"I don't know; I've never seen it before," Slippy replied. His ship was somewhere just behind hers. "I don't think there's any other ship like that in the Lylat System."
The ship in question was a red and black ship, large enough to hold two ships the size of their Arwings and a crew. "Why do you think it's here?" Slippy asked.
"One minute," Krystal responded. She briefly closed her eyes, focusing on the thoughts of the individuals on board. Instantly a flood of thoughts rushed into her mind. "Whoever controls the ship is here on some reconnaissance mission; I can't tell much else, but they're definitely not from the Lylat System."
"And they've spotted us!" Slippy exclaimed.
Indeed the alien ship was flying towards them with determined speed. It fired a few volleys of laser blasts at them.
"Well, they're obviously not friendly," Krystal replied, returning fire. Despite each shot being a direct hit, the ship did not seem to take much damage. Slippy and Krystal flew around the ship in their more maneuverable Arwings, but could not penetrate the ship's defenses.
"Krystal, help! I'm caught in some kind of tractor beam."
Krystal started to fly to Slippy's aid, but found herself caught in a similar beam. "Looks like we're hostages," she remarked flatly.
Once they had been taken onboard the alien ship, they were seized and brought before the ship's leader. A strangely, vaguely humanoid creature with lavender skin studied them with intelligent eyes. "So these must be the other two members of Team StarFox," the creature mused aloud.
"How do you know Fox?" Slippy asked.
The creature did not answer, but continued to study both of them. Krystal tried to read its thoughts, but a barrier stopped her. The creature looked at her curiously. "A telepath," a voice in her mind said. "I was not prepared for this. Interesting."
Krystal's eyes suddenly felt heavy. She felt unusually sleepy. The creature must be putting her to sleep somehow. Trying to fight it, Krystal only found herself getting more tired. Stealing the strength to send one telepathic message, she weakly thought, "Fox…please…help."
--
We need Ike," Soren reported grimly. In less than a full day, a large army had managed to gain control of Crimea's capital city of Melior. Elincia had been taken captive, and would most likely be publicly executed in a week days unless the citizens gave into their demands. All the villagers knew that their queen would want them to fight the invaders, even at her own expense.
"Ike's away at that tournament," Titania replied. "We might not be able to make it in time to warn him. I don't even know how to reach him."
"I know how to get to him," Mist said. "Let me go."
"Alone?" Titania asked. "It's not safe for one girl to travel alone, especially during these times. Besides, how far away is the tournament?"
"Maybe four days on foot, less on horseback."
"Four days there and four days back, and Elincia will probably be dead by then."
"Then I'll fly her there," a voice said. The gathered members of the Greil Mercenaries turned to see Marcia, one of Crimea's Pegasus knights standing in the doorway. She was panting heavily, pink hair plastered to her forehead. It was obvious that she had barely escaped the chaos engulfing Melior.
"Marcia, are you okay?" Mist exclaimed, grabbing her healing staff. The Pegasus knight nodded after Mist healed her wounds. "If you need to find Ike, I can fly you wherever you need to go. It will save time. I could probably get her to her destination tonight."
Titania studied both girls carefully. "I still don't think that it's a good idea."
"What other choice do we have?" Mist asked.
The knight finally gave in. "Alright, if you two are up to it, then you'll have to leave tonight while there's not much moonlight to give you away."
"Don't worry," Mist said. "I'll find my brother."
--
Hours later, Mist and Marcia flew silently through the night sky on the back of Marcia's Pegasus. The sleeping countryside looked relatively peaceful compared to the turbulent chaos of Melior.
"Marcia, what's that?" Mist asked, breaking the silence engulfing them.
"I don't know," Marcia began to say, but was cut off as she maneuvered her Pegasus out of the way of an arrow. "Mist, don't you dare move." A volley of arrows rained down upon them, but Marcia expertly dodged the attacks while heading straight for the ground. "I'll fly off in a slightly different direction and distract them. Can you find your way to the tournament entrance from here?"
"Well yes," Mist started to say.
"Good," Marcia said, taking to the skies. "Find Ike!"
"Be safe," Mist called. She watched as Marcia flew away from the arrows chasing her. She hoped Marcia would not get shot down. The cleric sighed and began heading towards the cliffs. There was some device that that worked like warp powder in a cave which would take her to Ike.
"Hey!" a voice called. Mist froze and turned to face a soldier in nondescript, grey armor. The same armor the knights who had attacked Melior wore. "What are you doing out here so late at night?"
"I was just…" Mist stammered.
"She matches the description of that girl Lord Zelgius said to look for," another soldier said.
Mist's blood turned cold. Zelgius? But he was dead. Ike had killed him in the battle against Ashera. Was it a different Zelgius? Some gut instinct told her it was the same Zelgius.
"Might as well bring her with us," the first soldier said. He took a step towards Mist, who bolted into a dead spring. "Get her!"
Mist felt the adrenaline pumping through her. She could not fail now; not with Ike so close. She could hear the two soldiers gaining on her. She had to run faster. Neglecting to watch where she was stepping, Mist only noticed the hole when she stepped in it, painfully twisting her ankle in the process.
Mist slowly stood up, drawing her sword, Florette. Ike had taught her swordplay for self-defense, but she abhorred violence. She did not want to hurt these men even if they would kill her without a second glance.
Both the soldiers had lances, putting her at a huge disadvantage. She couldn't dodge their attacks easily because of her injured ankle. Even though the opportunity presented itself several times, Mist never moved into the offensive. Parrying or deflecting her opponent's attacks, she could not bring herself to actually harm them.
She stumbled backwards, putting too much weight on her twisted ankle. Crying out in pain, Mist found her legs buckling beneath her weight. One of the soldiers jerked her arms painfully behind her back while the other retrieved her sword.
"This is a pretty decent sword," the one soldier said. "Fairly lightweight, but still strong."
"Come on girly," the other soldier said. "We're taking you to General Zelgius."
Fear paralyzed Mist; she did not even try to break free. Her body felt heavy and limp. The soldier half pushed, half dragged her to a large, commanding tent. He pushed her inside.
"Hello daughter of Gawain," a too familiar voice said.
Mist looked up at the figure clad from head to toe in ebon armor. With no way to see his face, the man could easily have been anyone else in the Black Knight's armor, but that voice was unmistakable. Besides, Mist just knew who he was. "Zelgius," she finally managed to say. "How are you…"
"Surprised?" he asked. "I was quite surprised to find myself here."
"Ike killed you!"
"Yet somehow I am here. I suppose I have a powerful sorcerer to thank. Your brother made some powerful knew enemies when he entered the tournament."
"How do you…"
"How do I what? Know about the tournament? Let's say I have some powerful new allies who are also in that tournament. The provided the means to revive me."
"What do you want with me?"
"What do you think daughter of Gawain? I figured that you'd be the one to inform Ike about the events in Crimea. I'm afraid that I can't let that happen. Looks like I'll have to imprison you." His speed was so quick that Mist barely had any time to respond before he was behind her, knocking her out with one hit.
--
Samus smirked as she broke the Smash Ball with a missile. The iridescent aura surrounded her. She landed lightly and fired. Link's blue eyes widened in shock as he was caught in the beam. He flew off the stage violently, losing his last life. She smiled, so far this tournament was going great.
"Hey, Link," Ike said, as a group of Smashers lounged in one of three recreation rooms. "I've been wondering; I noticed that you have one of the worst records here, but you're a good fighter."
"I blame Samus," Link said.
"How is your bad record Samus' fault?" Pit asked.
"Did you see his fight with Samus earlier?" Zelda asked.
"No," Ike replied. "Pit and I were getting creamed by Fox and Falco on Corneria."
"Don't be bitter," Fox said, lounging in an armchair.
"Yeah," Falco said, playing pool against Mr. Game and Watch. "The newbies always get picked on."
"Link has never beaten Samus," Luigi said.
"Really?" Ike asked. "I would have thought that you and her were evenly matched. Is it a bad losing streak like zero to twenty."
"Much worse," Link mumbled.
"Zero to fifty?"
"More like…zero to 932."
"Wrong," Samus said, walking into the room. "1,647 to zero."
"Only 932 matches were official," Link replied.
"True, but you still lost 1,647 times."
"How do you lose that many times?" Ike asked. "Actually, how do you have the time for that many matches? That's like at least four a day for an entire year."
"I think it's more than that," Pit muttered.
"I'm not good at math," Ike replied. "I thought you and Samus were about even. How could you lose 1,647 times?"
"I wish I knew," Link said.
"It's just because I'm better than you fairy boy," Samus said.
"It's just because you get extremely lucky in our matches," Link said. "And I think I have bad karma or something…"
"I just think that Farore hates you," Pit replied.
"She said that?" Link asked.
"No, she said something along the lines of 'Samus is so cool; power to the girls! sigh Link is such a wussy."
"What!?" an enraged Link exclaimed.
"Calm down," Pit said. "She was talking about Toon Link."
"I am not a wussy!" a voice in a bush exclaimed. Marth, who had just entered the room, looked at the bush, walked over to it, and picked up Toon Link. "Hey Link, does this belong to you?"
"I wasn't spying on you," Toon Link quickly said. "I was just…shy."
"Why do you feel like you have to spend so much time with me?" Link asked, not meanly.
"You're my idol. You're like me, but so much cooler. I wanna be just like you when I grow up."
"I don't mind if you hang with me," Link replied. "You don't have to stalk me."
"You mean it?" Toon Link asked, eyes wide. He leapt out of Marth's grasp and hugged Link tightly. "Air," the older Link gasped after a moment.
"How did your fight go?" Samus asked Marth.
"Terrible. Captain Falcon falcon-punched me off the stage."
"Tough luck," Link said. Marth and Captain Falcon had a rivalry similar to Samus and Link, but Marth had actually beaten Captain Falcon a few times whereas Link had yet to beat Samus. (Even Young Link had beaten Samus once. Everyone had thought that incident hilarious, except Link.)
"I know," Captain Falcon said, entering the room. "I'm just so amazingly awesome. I pwn all." The bounty hunter flexed his muscles and winked at Samus. She rolled her eyes and went back to reading her book.
"What are you reading, Samus-dear?"
She glared at him. "One; don't ever call me dear again. Two; if you must know, I'm reading 101 Ways to Make Murder Look Like Natural Death."
"Morbid," Falcon said. "It doesn't suit you." He obviously did not get the hint. Samus shot Zelda a pleading look that said 'kill me now.' Zelda sent her own look back, 'deal with it.' Samus glared at her, subtly flipping her off.
"Fox, you and Falco have a visitor," Mario said.
"Okay," Fox replied. He stood up with Falco and headed towards the Main Hall of the Mansion, where all visitors reported. "I wonder who it could be," he said.
"Most likely Krystal here to flirt with you."
Fox entered the room. "Nope, Katt is obviously here for you."
"We are not an item," Falco hissed. "What are you doing here, Katt?"
"We've lost contact with Krystal and Slippy," Katt replied.
It took a moment for her words to sink in. "What?" Fox asked. "For how long?"
"Two days. They were investigating an unidentified spacecraft when we suddenly lost contact with them. We know they weren't killed…in space at least."
"Why didn't you tell us sooner?" Falco asked.
"Peppy didn't want to worry you with a false alarm. Plus, it's not so easy navigating through the asteroid field that surrounds the entrance to this place. I was the only pilot other than you two and Krystal who could get here unscathed."
"What about the ship Krystal and Slippy were investigating?" Fox asked.
"We managed to receive a picture of it from them before we lost contact," Katt replied, handing it to them. "But it might not be off any help. I've never seen that style of ship before. I was hoping you two might have seen it."
"Sorry," Fox said. "I've never seen a ship like this before."
"Me either," Falco added.
Katt sighed. "I was hoping you might have seen it before."
"We can hold onto the picture. Maybe somebody from here has seen this ship."
"There's a rumor that a Wolfen was seen with this ship."
Fox and Falco looked up at her. "You think Wolf and his goonies are behind this?" Falco asked.
Katt shrugged. "It's only a rumor. There's no proof."
"But you obviously think there's some truth in it otherwise you wouldn't have brought it up," Fox said.
Katt shrugged again. "Wolf is at this tournament also. He could have come into contact with foreign technology."
"We'll keep our eyes open," Fox replied. "Are you coming back?"
"I have to report to Peppy, Lucy, and Amanda, but I can come back tomorrow. Try to fight some information on the ship."
"Keep an eye out for Krystal and Slippy," Fox said as Katt turned to walk away.
"And don't get hit by an asteroid," Falco added. He knew Fox was bothered by the news when he didn't make a retort about himself and Katt. "What's bothering you?" he asked.
"Nothing," Fox started to say, but changed his mind. "It's just…I had a dream where I heard Krystal's voice asking for help. She sounded very weak. I thought it was just a dream."
"And now you think she was calling for help telepathically," Falco finished.
"I'm just worried about her," Fox replied. "This turn of events in the Lylat System bother me. In the past, there was usually peace while I was fighting in a Super Smash Bros. tournament."
"Hmm," Falco mused. "There is usually peace during these tournaments. What do you think is happening?"
"I don't know," Fox replied.
"Do you think these ships are from Samus' galaxy?"
"I don't know. We can ask her."
--
"Sorry, Fox. I've never seen a ship like that before," Samus said.
Fox sighed. He had hoped Samus would know what kind of ship it was. "Maybe Captain Falcon might know. Hey Samus, will you ask him?"
Samus shot him a look that said. Are you serious?
"What are you guys looking at?" Sonic asked, running up behind them. His green eyes widened when he saw the ship. "Black Doom?" he asked.
"You recognize these ships?" Falco asked.
"They're Black Arms ships," Sonic replied. "Shadow and I defeated their leader a while back."
"Shadow? You mean that sullen assist trophy that vaguely resembles you?"
Sonic nodded. "I thought the Black Arms were gone for good."
"This ship showed up in the Lylat System," Fox said. "Do you have any idea why they'd be there?"
"No clue," Sonic said. "They tried to conquer Mobius, but they were unsuccessful. Last time I checked they were still leaderless. Maybe they want to conquer a nation in your world. I can't see why they would only bring one ship though."
"It's probably on a reconnaissance mission," Fox said. "Maybe they plan to invade Corneria later."
"Who knows," Falco muttered.
"What's that?" Samus asked, pointing at a lavender spot clearly visible against the black of the alien ship.
"Perhaps it's just a trick of the light," Falco suggested, not believing himself. Now that Samus had pointed the small streak out, his curiosity was bugging him.
"Enlarge it on a computer," Samus suggested.
Fox scanned the photo, but it was extremely blurry. He sighed as he turned on a photo-enhancement program. "This will take a while," he muttered.
"It may give you an important clue as to why these ships are in the Lylat System," Samus said. "Or it could just be some weird paint job on the ship, or an asteroid, or nothing at all."
Fox rolled his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and fell asleep.
--
The computer beeped when it finished with the task. Fox looked at the screen in shock. "Hey Samus, Falco, look at this." Falco reluctantly rose from the couch where he had fallen asleep. Samus glanced up from another nearby computer; it looked like she was running some complex computer program, but was merely playing a futuristic version of solitaire. "What is it?" she asked, gazing over Fox's shoulder. Her cerulean eyes widened; "Mewtwo? What is he doing in the Lylat System?"
"Who's Mewtwo?" Sonic asked, like Falco and Fox, he had fallen asleep while the computer slowly restored the picture.
"Mewtwo was a Pokémon in Melee, but he was eliminated from Brawl," Fox replied. "It doesn't make any sense. Alien ships from Sonic's world with Mewtwo…in the Lylat System."
"Mewtwo's probably mad that he was kicked out of Brawl," Falco replied.
"But why would he be in the Lylat System? If he is mad at Nintendo, he would attack the Smash Mansion."
"Show this to Mario," Samus said. "Something's not right. The worlds don't usually collide on this scale."
"You think someone is behind this," Fox concluded.
Samus shrugged. "Mewtwo is extremely intelligent. And you're right, Mewtwo would not attack the Lylat System just to get revenge on Nintendo. There's something darker behind it. If it was just revenge, Mewtwo would have attacked us or most likely the Mushroom Kingdom."
Fox thought it over. He knew Samus was right. Plus, there was the possibility that Wolf and his gang were involved in this conspiracy, if it existed. Fox was pretty sure something was going on.
"Alright," Fox said. "I'll see what Mario has to say."
--
Mario remained silent after Fox and Samus told him about Mewtwo somehow working with Sonic's aliens. Even though he did not say anything, his eyes darkened and his brow furrowed for a few minutes. "I don't like the looks of this. There is some conspiracy going on. I would bet my position as Nintendo's mascot that Bowser is somehow involved in this."
"You're that certain?" Fox asked. Mario would not give up his position as mascot for anything.
"Do you plan on confronting Bowser?" Samus asked.
Mario shook his head. "No. Not right now at least. It could get ugly. I do intend to tell the other Smashers about this though."
"We can help with that," Fox said. "But are you just going to wait for something to happen? Wouldn't it be better if we confronted Bowser, and maybe some of the other villains to prevent this conspiracy from going off?"
"Yes," Mario said. "I don't just plan to sit around and wait for something to happen, but I would like to try and find more about whatever Bowser and Mewtwo are planning."
"You have my help," Samus said.
"Mine too," Fox added. "These events are affecting the Lylat System, and I want to stop it."
Mario nodded. "Let me know if you two find any useful information. Keep an eye on Bowser and the other villains also."
"Right," Fox and Samus said simultaneously.
--
Samus walked into a training room where Link was busy working on his swordwork with Ike, Marth, and Meta Knight. She rolled her eyes. Boys and swords. "Hey listen up." All four fighters looked up at her.
"What's up?" Link asked.
"We have a problem," Samus said.
"What kind of a problem?" Marth asked.
"Mewtwo is working with aliens from Sonic's world for some reason, and they appeared in Fox's world."
"Why would Mewtwo be in Fox's world?"
"If I knew, I'd have told you," Samus said. "I don't know why. Mario, Fox, Falco and Sonic don't know why. Mewtwo is probably mad that Nintendo got rid of him, but he would not be in the Lylat System for that reason alone."
"Who's Mewtwo?" Ike asked.
"He's a Pokémon who was kicked out of Brawl," Meta Knight replied. Unlike Ike, Meta Knight had been present when Mewtwo was forced to leave.
"Mario also thinks Bowser may be involved in this."
"Then Ganondorf's probably in on this somehow," Link said.
Samus' gaze fell on a cardboard box. She rolled her eyes. "How long has that box been there?" she asked.
"I don't know," Link said. "Why?"
"Snake, I know that's you."
"This is not Snake," the box said. "Read the side."
Samus looked at the side of the box. "Definitely not Snake," she read aloud, rolling her eyes. She began charging her arm cannon, aiming in at the box.
"Alright, alright," Snake said, tossing the box off himself.
"Why are you hiding in a cardboard box?" Ike asked.
"Why not?" Snake replied. "It's simple, but very effective. Who would suspect a cardboard box of housing a secret agent? It's perfect; so obvious that no one would think of it."
The four swordsmen seemed to nod in agreement. Samus rolled her eyes. An explosion shook the mansion.
"What was that?" Marth asked.
"Only one way to find out," Samus replied, running out of the room.
--
Mario looked up at the ships bombarding the Smash Mansion. They were a combination of ships from all across the different galaxies. He glared at Bowser, who was standing nearby with a triumphant smile on his face. "I suppose you are behind this in someway."
"Partly," Bowser said, breathing fire towards the plumber. Mario leapt back, flinging his fireballs towards the Koopa King. Luigi joined him in attacking Bowser. The two brothers threw punches, kicks, and fireballs, but Bowser seemed unimpressed.
Luigi flew in towards Bowser, but the Koopa grabbed him and threw him towards Mario. The plumbers collided and went flying back into the walls of the Mansion.
Bowser laughed menacingly. Something hit the back of his skull. He turned around as a turnip smacked his face.
"You jerk!" Peach exclaimed, flinging another turnip at Bowser.
"Hello Princess," Bowser said as Peach continued to throw turnips at him.
"What evil plan are you up to this time?" Peach asked.
"The usual world domination with some help." Bowser laughed, only to be hit by another turnip. "Do you really think those little vegetables will stop me?" He walked towards Peach menacingly.
A frying pan smacked him in the face. "I won't let you succeed," Peach said, hitting him in the head again.
Bowser grabbed Peach by the arm and she screamed.
"Let the Princess go!" Mario exclaimed, ramming into Bowser. The Koopa let Peach go as he flew forward.
"Mario, are you okay?" Peach asked as the dazed plumber rubbed his sore head. Perhaps head-butting Bowser was not the smartest idea.
"Look out!" Luigi exclaimed as Bowser came spinning back towards Mario and Peach. Yoshi ran forward, helping them out of the way. Bowser missed hitting them by inches. Luigi rushed over to them.
Robots fell from the sky and surrounded them. "Are these Eggman's robots?" Mario asked, recognizing them from the Olympics.
"Very observant," a voice said. Mario looked up to see Eggman in his floating hover chair. "Hello Mario, it is so pleasant to see you again."
"How many villains are in this little scheme of yours?" Mario asked Bowser. "All of them?"
"Sadly there was not enough time to draw every villain into this plot. But there are enough to bring you down." Bowser charged at Mario. The plumber ran to meet him. While Mario and Bowser fought each other, Eggman's robots closed in. Luigi, Peach, and Yoshi took out many of the robots, but more came to take their places.
Bowser got a good hit on Mario, sending the plumber flying over the Mansion. "Mario!" Peach cried, whacking a robot with her golf club. She picked up a smiley-face turnip and threw it at Bowser. Crushing the smiling vegetable, the Koopa King approached Peach. Grabbing the Princess and slinging her over his shoulders, he pulled out a bob-omb and flung it at Luigi and Yoshi. The explosion knocked them into the Mansion. Luigi lost consciousness, but Yoshi was still awake. However, Luigi landed on top of Yoshi, preventing him from moving.
"Let me go!" Peach exclaimed, pounding on Bowser with weak, ineffective punches.
Bowser laughed menacingly. "You're coming with me, Princess."
--
Samus ran through the halls of the Smash Mansion, blasting any Space Pirate unlucky enough to get in her way. Behind her, Link, Marth, Ike, and Meta Knight cut down the aliens while Snack used his own arsenal of weapons to attack. "Where did these things come from?" Snake asked.
"How should I know?" Samus replied. She glanced back to see how her companions were faring. Marth had just disposed of the last alien when two more rounded the corner, guns aimed at Samus. A figure landed in between them and quickly disposed of them with a few hits.
"Thanks Sheik," Samus said, as the Sheikah warrior rose. Red eyes caught her blue ones as Sheik nodded in acknowledgment.
Sheik turned to face Link. "We have a problem."
"Let me guess," the Hylian said, "it involves Ganondorf in some way."
Sheik nodded. "Almost every villain in fact. They are behind this attack."
"Well then we'd better launch our counterattack," Samus said, running towards the front door. Meta Knight and Snake followed behind her. Marth was only a few paces behind when something knocked him back as he rounded the corner. A lone figure in a concealing, black cloak stood there, sword drawn.
"Are you okay?" Link asked, his gaze falling on the cloaked figure. "Who are you?" he asked, reaching for his sword. Marth put a hand out to stop him. "I can handle this," the Altean prince said, unsheathing Falchion.
Marth charged in at the swordsman with lightning-fast moves. The stranger blocked each one deftly as he knew exactly where each move would strike. He could anticipate his moves surprisingly well, almost as if he knew Marth's fighting style intimately. "Who are you?" Marth asked.
The figure didn't reply, but moved into a series of moves very close to Marth's own. This fighter was copying his moves after only seeing one combo attack. Marth caught a good glimpse of the blade. Its jeweled, gold hilt was eerily familiar. No, it couldn not be…
"Where did you get that sword?" Marth asked in a low voice.
"What are you talking about?" the figure asked. "The Sword of Seals has always been my blade, Marth."
Marth's blue eyes widened in shock. It couldn't be. But it was. "Traitor," Marth hissed.
"Who is it?" Link asked.
"Come on, Link," the figure said. "I'm offended that you don't recognize me." He discarded his cloak, letting it fall slowly to the ground. Link and Sheik gasped in shock. He wore a black tunic, black breeches, and black boots. His fiery red hair was not in its usual spiky style, but brushed down in front of his face. He seemed so different, but one fact was incontrovertible. It was definitely Roy.
Author's note: Finally, this took forever. To point out the obvious again, it's long. Sorry that this took so long to post, but it's finally up. Hope you enjoy.