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Chapter Two

Roy stared at Young Link. "No." He paused. "No, I haven't seen any...but you have?"

Young Link looked forward absently. "Yeah."

"Have you seen them a lot?"

"Well, yes."

"You have? And you never told Master Hand?" Roy asked.

"I...I can't..." Young Link whispered. "Something tells me, deep down, that I shouldn't talk to him. He seems kind and understanding, but I don't want to go near him. Something keeps me away."

Roy noticed it was like that with almost everyone else. He himself couldn't find himself approaching either of the Hands. Wondering why, he turned to Young Link. "Do you know what they look like?"

"No, not really. I tried taking pictures of them, but they don't show up once the film is developed, nor on a digital camera. I tried to draw a picture of them, but it's hard."

"Listen, Link. Where have you seen them?"

"Everywhere," Young Link replied. "The Battle Arena. The Cafeteria. The Library. I think I've seen them in every room."

"Do they say anything to you?"

"Only one."

"One?"

"Yes, a girl. She looks about your age, with black hair."

"What does she say?"

Young Link shrugged. "She asks me things."

"Like what?"

Young Link yawned; Roy discovered he was getting quite bored with the interrogation. "Things. Sometimes I can't hear her, because she sort of mumbles."

"Do you see them at a certain time?"

"Not really. All day. All night. Listen, can I go now? I wanna play with the Ice Climbers."

"What about Ness?" Roy asked, raising an eyebrow as Young Link had previously always wanted to play with the boy in the baseball cap.

"No, not Ness. He's acting weird nowadays..." Young Link called over his shoulder as he descended the staircase.

Roy thought about what Young Link had said. So the little Kokiri boy did believe him. Roy groaned, noting that he had forgotten to ask Young Link if anyone else knew. Maybe he could asked Ness. Young Link did say he was acting weird; maybe Ness was seeing the ghosts more than Young Link was, and maybe even communicating with them. He could also talk to Mewtwo about the matter. But he was reluctant. He'd look idiotic himself, talking to the strangest Smashers that ever came to the tournament. His own friends might turn him down...especially Samus. She hadn't even believed him back there, when he confessed to her in the room. She thought he was being immature and silly. He couldn't talk to Ness and Mewtwo just yet. He would wait.

They don't trust me anymore...if I apologize for lying they'll be disappointed in me for even lying to them at all... Roy groaned inwardly. But if they were true friends, they'd understand. They didn't believe me about the ghosts, but they may still be my friends if I just apologize for being weird...

In the afternoon, after a satisfying nap, Roy entered the Training Stadium, where his friends stayed for most of their time. Samus and Sheik were duking it out, with Link and Marth watching.

"I'm sorry you guys," Roy said as he came up next to his friends. "I was bored the other day..."

"Nah, it's alright," Link spoke. "You actually spooked us a little. Great acting skills, though, man."

Roy smirked to Link, and looked at Marth. Marth didn't meet his gaze. "Marth? C'mon." The cobalt turned to Roy.

"You're so immature, it isn't funny. You don't lie much, but after that one time, people are going to start thinking whether they can trust you or not."

"I'm sorry, Marth," Roy winced inwardly at Marth's harsh words. "I won't do it again."

"Damn right," Marth murmured, and turned his attention to Samus and now Zelda, who had transformed back.

Roy smirked again, knowing that was Marth's way of forgiving someone. Now he had to get the girls' forgiveness...especially Samus's. When the girls came out, Zelda was quick to forgive, just like Link. Samus was nicer than Marth, but gave a gentle reminder about Roy's new habit. Roy laughed inwardly at how she thought his "lying" was a habit. Nevertheless, he was at peace with his friends now, and they went to the cafeteria for lunch. Going into the cafeteria, the first thing Roy noticed was that Mewtwo and Ness were talking to each other quietly. Wondering what they could be talking about, Roy grabbed some food and took his seat.

Someone rushed in front of the cafeteria door, as if they had run by, in was a blur of black and gray. He couldn't think of anyone who dressed in those colors off the top of his head. Roy stood up and ran to the door without telling anyone anything, and peered down the hall. Nothing. He grabbed the hilt of his sword and walked down it, away from his friends, and apparently, away from safety.

"Who's there?" Roy called out, trying to sound unafraid. "I saw you make a dash past the door. You aren't escaping so easily..."

"Roy."

The redhead whirled around and almost cut off Mewtwo's head. "Oh..." he breathed.

"What are you doing here in this hall? You're not known to turn away food easily," Mewtwo spoke, each word drawled out carefully.

"I saw something."

"Oh?"

"A blur...like, gray and black..." Mewtwo blinked, unmoving. Roy continued. "Mewtwo, you're a telepathic creep." That was something Roy liked about Mewtwo. He could call him names and the Pokemon wouldn't mind. "Don't you sense any other...beings...in the mansion?" Mewtwo's stare made Roy's blood run cold and his hair stand on end.

"No," was the simple, strangely immediate reply.

"No? I swear I saw something dash across the doorway."

"It may be another Smasher. The children, perhaps, are playing tag?" Mewtwo suggested dully.

"Well, why did you follow me here?" Roy challenged.

Mewtwo looked into Roy's eyes, and Roy got lost in them. His legs went weak and he became dazed. He fell in a heap to the floor, out like a light. Mewtwo glanced at the half-dragon, then casually returned to the cafeteria.

That chapter was a bit short. Apologies.