…AHEM…
I got this one random idea, and I had already written three, no, two pages of it, when I deemed it, 'unbelievably stupid, uncreative, and lame.'
Thankfully, I deleted it.
…ANYWAYS…'AHEM'…Let's just start already. 'Nuff said!
Oh, yeah…More sub, yet, important plot advancement! Last minute decision!
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Link ignored the chilly breeze as it blew through his hair, carrying with it the cries of the janitor that had fallen to the evil, singing flowers that WEREN'T piranha plants!
Well, he tried to ignore it…
Link finally thrust his trowel aside (That's a small hand shovel, for those that didn't know), and looked into the cloudy sky.
Strangely enough, fall wasn't supposed to come for another month, and yet…
Here it was.
A crimson red leaf drifted through the air, and fluttered in front of Link's face. He snatched it out of the air, and crushed it between his fingers. He watched as the red powder drifted on the wind, eventually disappearing from sight. When the dust was gone, Link looked into the grey, cloudy sky.
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Heavy footsteps echoed down the hallway as a figure rushed through, panting heavily. It sounded as if he had run for miles on one breath, and was now trying to make up for it by heaving gigantic breaths.
He stopped in front of metallic double doors: Master Hand's office.
He thrust the doors aside, revealing Master Hand facing him from his desk, as if he expected him.
"Master Hand: I have bad news." Cress gasped.
"…It's happened already, hasn't it?" Master Hand inquired. Cress shook his head sadly. "…I see. I can't say I'm surprised, but things are definitely going wrong faster than I had hoped. Nobody saw you come in?"
"Of course not. As far as anybody's concerned, I've been scarce since the celebration party we threw at Dhaos' defeat." Cress said.
"Good, keep it that way." Master hand sighed. "…I trust you can handle this yourself?"
"…I believe so." Cress said. "Why can't the smashers help us?"
"I said it before." Master Hand said firmly. "This is OUR fight: they've done all that we expected of them, and I wish that they do no more. They're all lucky to still be living, and I want to KEEP it that way. Besides, this is our fight, and…they're not powerful enough…They'll surely face defeat, if not worse."
"…Makes you wish a few of our old friends were still around." Cress sighed.
"…That would be most helpful…Indeed." Master Hand said. "However, we're the only ones left, out of our whole team."
"What about Palutena?" Cress asked.
"…Her heart was taken by Marluxia, and she was transformed into a Nobody. Her Heartless is unaccounted for."
"I wasn't expecting that. She still has a chance, though. The rest of us…though…"
"Don't." Master hand finished. "…Alright. Keep your eyes open, and come back if you get any more news. I'll work something out so I can conveniently disappear, then maybe we can do something about it."
"Ok, then. I'll hold you to your word." Cress said. "Adieu, Master hand. Until we meet again!"
He drew an odd, mystical sword that had a light bluish purple blade. He swung it once and thrust it into the air, and vanished in a shaft of light.
"…Now I'm really wishing I didn't dismiss those smashers." Master hand sighed. "…Oh…So much trouble."
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Zelda was sitting in her large, queen sized bed, in her nightgown, when there was the sound of a footstep outside her room.
She looked away from her book, to the right where her alarm clock was.
It said Twelve o' clock.
"Golly, it's late." Zelda yawned. She put a marker in her book and set it aside, then slipped out of her bed and headed towards the door.
She peeked outside her room, and looked down either side of the hallway.
At the south end, near one of the windows, she saw a silhouette.
"!" She shot back into her room, then carefully looked out, exposing only enough of her face so that she could look with one eye. After her eyes got used to the lighting, she recognized the faint black and green outfit of the one standing by the window.
She carefully closed her door, which made the person jump a foot into the air and turn around.
"Oh! It's you…" Paul sighed with relief.
"…I heard you prowling outside my door." Zelda said.
"…I wasn't spying on you, if that's what you're thinking." Paul said. "I'm having a hard time getting to sleep. I usually go to bed at two in the morning, anyways."
"Is that why you're here now?" Zelda asked.
"No, normally, I'd be in my room reading or doing something else…but something caught my attention.'
"What would that be?" Zelda asked.
"…That." Paul said, pointing out the window.
Zelda looked at his face for a second while she was walking towards the window, then she pressed her hand against the glass and looked down at the yard.
Two specks of faint red light waved back and forth. Zelda gasped, which caused the eyes to look up. When it did, nobody was there.
Zelda and Paul were booking it down the hallway, which was pretty long.
They stopped halfway down the hall, in front of a door with a plaque across the top, with the name, Lyon, on it.
Paul rapped the door with his knuckles, and in a few seconds, Lyon appeared at the door with messy hair, and a bunch of papers in his hands.
"Sorry, what did I miss?" He yawned loudly. His eyes were half closed, and he looked like he'd fall asleep any second.
"There's something in the back yard." Paul said.
Instantly Lyon woke up, and looked at him attentively. "Really? It can't be any of us, because I know for a fact everybody's in their rooms."
"Really…" Zelda said.
"…Except for us." Lyon said. "Anyways, what did you want again?"
"There's something odd in the backyard." Zelda repeated.
"…" Lyon looked from Zelda's face, to Paul's, and back to Zelda's, before he ran for the window.
The two smashers followed behind him, and caught up to him, with him looking out the window.
"…I don't see anything!" Lyon said, slightly frustrated.
"But! But there was-"
"If this is some sick joke, go bug somebody else." Lyon snapped. "I fell asleep while doing some important studying, and I really don't need interruptions. Now, Goodnight."
Lyon stomped off, leaving the two surprised magic users behind.
Slowly, they made their way back to their rooms, wondering what they had seen, and what to make of it.
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The light came early, and on the east side of the Mansion, the sun shone through crisp clear air, into the east bedrooms.
Mario woke up when the light splashed on his face, and he took a few seconds to stretch and rub the sleepiness out of his eyes.
He hopped from his bed, and landed on the floor in front of Luigi, who still slept peacefully.
Finished stretching, Mario scratched his sides, and straightened his rumpled clothing. He had slept in his clothes during the night, and his clothing was very wrinkled.
Mario walked around the bed to the window to open up the shades, and when he did, he gasped.
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A few minutes later, Mario, along with most of the smashers, were all in the back yard, standing around and looking at the line of unidentified footprints.
They weren't human, and the best description for them, was, they were triangular with the inner sides curved. From the front of each of the prints, there were gouges from long sharp talons.
"…My Lawn." Link moaned.
"So what about the lawn?" Falco said. "Something was prowling around last night."
At this, Lyon scowled at Zelda and Paul, but said nothing.
"Last night, I was up in my room when I sensed an odd presence." Paul said.
"Why couldn't some of us feel it, then?" C. Falcon asked.
"…Those attuned to the flows of magical energy can pick up the presences of other beings." Zelda explained. "I felt it too, but only faintly. I forgot about it, until Paul walked past my room. Only in moments after that, I looked out the window, and saw two red glowing eyes."
"…I'd better go call pest control." Marth said. He started walking away, but Ganon caught his cape, and held him.
"Forget it, Marth." Ganon said. "I'm almost certain it wasn't a pest. It's our sort of thing."
"A heartless, maybe?" Sora suggested.
"No, definitely not a heartless." Paul said. "It was…much darker."
"I don't know of anything that could possibly fit that description." Bowser said. "I know I'm not involved."
"Yeah, that's the thing." Ganon said. "Whatever it was, it's definitely something new."
"What do we do?" Ness asked.
"We keep our eyes open." Jun said. "It's all we Can do."
"…Alright, then." Mario said. "We keep this to ourselves for now, but if it gets any worse, we're telling Master Hand."
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Okay, that's all for today. Next chappy will resume the usual crazy stuff!
Next chappy will be a Friday the 13th special! It's late, yesh, I know, but it'll be funny…As funny as I can make it, I hope.
Well, anyways, time is out for this chapter.
With that said, Adieu, and Review!
-Shining Riku-