-sniffle- I feel so sad. I was watching some LoZ stuff and I wanna huggle Link so much now! Yeah…

Link: I know…I break hearts…-beams proudly-

Eh…yeah…if only you were real…-sigh-

Link: Yeah…whatever…isn't this story about Pit?

-notices Pit for the first time, who had been waving his arms crazily behind Link at the Authoress- Oh yeah. Hi, Pit!

Pit: Finally…now we can get back to me…

Yuppers. Another battle scene here, between Pit and the lovely Smasher you've all resquested for…and I finally found out the name of Pit's bow, which, amazingly, took me a long time to figure out…-.-

Chapter Nine

The next day many Smashers were crowded around the list that had been posted about the tournament.

"Mewtwo?" Pit cocked his head in confusion for the umpteenth time since arriving days before. "Is he that cat-like thing I saw before I passed out after training?"

"Yep," Link nodded. "He's slow, but strong. He has this special move where he can disable you with the smallest glance. Watch out for that."

Pit gulped inaudibly. The few seconds he had looked at he Pokemon were frightening ones. Mewtwo was mysterious, and seemed like a silent killer.

"He doesn't have a very nice history," Purin explained later to the angel when he questioned her, as he wouldn't be able to understand Pikachu and Pichu. "He was genetically created by scientists who wanted to make a being similar to the legendary Pokemon, Mew. However, things went haywire and Mewtwo used his powers to pretty much take over the country. But the real Mew showed up and stopped him."

Pit nodded understandingly; he really had no idea what Purin had just said.

"He can telepathically communicate with almost anyone he wants to. And he rarely speaks," Purin finished. "He wasn't here in the last tournament, so we don't really know how good he is. Smashers have trained against him, but we haven't seen his true power yet."

"Who did he fight yesterday?" Pit asked.

Purin shrugged. "Check the old list."

Pit got up and wandered over to where the list from the beginning of the tournament had been posted before. He found Mewtwo's name and traced a finger across the page to the opponent the Pokemon had beaten.

"Bowser," Pit read aloud. Pit didn't like Bowser. He was like an overgrown turtle with spikes. Afraid to question the beast, Pit put it aside and began to look for his friends.

Upon entering the training arena, Meta-Knight flapped over to Pit and landed at his feet.

"You, me, battle—now," he hissed.

"Wha—?" Pit asked, confused.

"You seem like someone who wouldn't stand a good chance against me," Meta-Knight grinned inside his armor, thinking how prim Pit looked in his tunic and wings.

"I—" Pit said, becoming angry, but was cut off.

"Good, let's go," Meta-Knight flew to the training arena.

Pit rolled his eyes and followed him. Meta-Knight unsheathed his sword; Pit reluctantly drew his bow and arrows.

"I'm kind of busy right now," Pit said as a last-minute attempt to get away.

"Put it aside," Meta-Knight snarled.

Pit realized that Meta-Knight needed to make himself feel better from his defeat with Link. However, the angel was in no mood for fighting right now, and he grew more irritable as Meta-Knight wouldn't let him leave.

Pit advanced first, shooting arrows at the Smasher. He lifted himself into the air, but Meta-Knight followed on his bat-like wings, slashing at where Pit's feet were only a fraction of a second ago. Pit pulled his bow apart and sliced at Meta-Knight, driving him downward.

"Whoa," Link walked in, rubbing his head at the sight of the two battling. He turned to Kirby, who was in the room, glaring at Meta-Knight. "This looks familiar."

"How so?" Marth questioned, coming in beside him.

"Well," Link explained, "after the try-outs Master Hand organized a small movie to be made on the tournament when it gets shown on television later…"

"We're gonna be shown on television?" Marth cried, subconsciously running his fingers through his fine hair.

"Yeah," Link replied simply. "Anyway, he called me, Kirby, Mario, and Pikachu to be in it as we are the most recognized…no offense." He added quickly. He continued. "Though the names appeared up on the screen later, we never knew who we were actually fighting. Master just said to fight whoever appeared …apparently he had planned for them to fight us so the battle looked real for the movie."

"Oh," Marth said, suddenly wishing he had a comb.

"I saw Pit and Meta-Knight fight, and so did the others, but we didn't know who they were. Master wanted to really capture the curiosity we displayed. Then Samus came up, so I assumed Master had asked her to come in Zero-Suit. Wario then drove up, caused a big…er…explosion…and then us original four fought again, and Snake climbed out of his box…then Master cut the movie there," Link said. "It's kind of complicated…but Master said he'd give a copy to each Smasher at the end of the tournament."

"That's why you knew about the box coming down the hall," Marth realized.

"Yup," Link returned.

"It all makes sense now, I guess," Marth sighed, then started glancing around, looking for cameras.

"They only film the battles," Link said, noticing Marth's behavior.

They then turned their attention back to Pit and Meta-Knight. Apparently, they were both equally good.

"Let me think," Link said finally. "Pit sort of beat me and I beat Meta-Knight, so I can assume Pit will beat Meta-Knight, right?"

"He seems angrier than before," Marth observed as Meta-Knight sliced at Pit with ferocity Link didn't remember seeing when he fought the Smasher.

Pit merged his swords to bring his Sacred Bow of Pelutena back and shot numorous arrows at Meta-Knight. The Smasher brought his wings about him as a shield and attempted to the dodge the arrows. One struck him. Pit took this chance to swoop down and cut at Meta-Knight once, then go back into the air.

"C'mon, Pit!" Kirby cheered.

Meta-Knight glaced quickly at the pink puffball, his eyes narrowing in distaste. He then flapped his way after Pit, the latter had made his bow swords again, and steel clashed against steel. Meta-Knight grew angrier as he realized he was getting nowhere with the angel. Anger built up in Kirby's rival, and Meta-Knight finally slashed at Pit with a power no Smasher had seen before. Pit helplessly tried to block hinself, but Meta-Knight was inexorable. The latter finally released a forceful blow, and the angel went flying and hit the padded wall. Pit fell to the ground, and Meta-Knight nodded triumphantly.

Link gaped at what he had seen; the others as well. Marth and Link ran to aid their friend, but Kirby made a fist (or tried to) and walked up to Meta-Knight.

"What do you think you're doing?" the round Smasher cried. "This is training!"

"He is weak. Look how he fell," was the reply Kirby got.

Kirby stared hard into the golden eyes of his rival. "Master said that no Smasher is to get hurt during training, or they'd get disqualified from the tournament!"

"Hmph," Meta-Knight grunted. "I've already been beaten by that fairy, so I can't be disqualified."

"You mean Link, the Hylian," Kirby stated.

"Whatever," Meta-Knight snapped. "Pit's fine."

"Does he look fine to you?" Kirby pointed to the unconscious Pit, as Link tried to revive his friend and Marth ran to get help.

Meta-Knight shoved Kirby out of his way and left the training arena. Dr. Mario came rushing in, followed by Samus.

"What happened?" the worried Samus cried at the sight of Pit laying on the ground.

"Blame Meta-Knight," Kirby said, deadpanned. He was, in fact, crazy inside, for he too worried for the angel.

After a while Pit opened his eyes. Samus sighed in relief as Dr. Mario inspected the angel.

"He-a hit his head pretty bad-a," Dr. Mario explained. "And I-a think his arm is-a broken."

"What?" Pit cried, then winced in pain. "How can I battle today?"

"No-a need to-a worry," Dr. Mario said. "I have a potion for-a you to-a drink, and-a that should heal you-a just fine."

"Oh," Pit relaxed. "Thanks."

"Stupid Meta-Knight," Link muttered. "He was angry for being defeated, so he decided to direct his anger at someone."

Pit drank the remedy hastily. Dr. Mario chuckled.

"Your head and-a arm should be-a fine in-a about one hour," he said. "Try-a not to use your arm-a much until then."

"Thanks," Pit said again.

Dr. Mario nodded to the others before leaving. The others helped the angel stand up, and Samus threw her arms around Pit. The angel turned red, and the others tried to conceal snickers, but failed horribly. Samus ignored them.

"I'm so glad you're alright," she said finally.

Hmm. Is that some PitxSamus I spy on the horizon?

Pit: Uh…I don't know…

Falcon: I thought I was going to be with Samus…-sniffle-

waterd00d137

I love golden lines. They're so shiny. Sorry the chapter was short. I'm working on it… :P

Outsiders Girl

Did your head explode:)

I hope not. I'd hate to responsible for such a thing.

foxdude33

Ah, so many reviews from you! It was nice to open my email and BAM see so many!

I kind of like the caps thing when people scream, but I'll cut it down to just Crazy, okay?

ptpeach

We all love Princesses. xD And Crazy Hand too…

Crazy: I lOvE yOu AlL tOo…-cue maniacl laughter-

Hmm…I take that back…

Calder

Meta-Knight will return…dun dun dun…I kind of made him a bad guy…but he techinically is…we'll see his good side eventually, however…

sasukeuchiha180

Don't worry. Falcon and his lame skills of flirting will find their way into this story! As for Ganny…well…-sees Samus brandish baseball bat- We'll just have to see…

Miss Lia

Glad you love the story!

I know, there's a never-ending list on the things we all love about Super Smash Brothers…

PirateGoddess27

It's good that you were laughing five minutes straight…it means I'm funny! –crickets a-chirpin' in the background- Whatever! I'm glad you like this!