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A/N: Shorter chapter (THANK GOD). Also, credit to my semi-co-writer Vika Haimov for helping me.

Warning: Cliffhanger Ahead!

If Midna had any doubt of teleporting to the Smash Mansion, it would be now.

"Why did I teleport here in broad DAYLIGHT!" Midna cried. She was crouching under the shade of a tree. But even with her Sol amulet, and the shade of the tree, she still felt uncomfortable. Midna could hardly move.

Suddenly, the wall facing Midna tumbled down, leaving the Smashers in a prone position.

"See, NOW you have a good reason to remodel the wall," the man-Horizon said.

"Fine, fine…" Master Hand muttered. He snapped his fingers, and the wall was restored.

That was close-too close, Midna thought. I've got to be more careful trying not to get noticed…

Meanwhile, over in the Lobby, Horizon was laying on a couch, waiting for the matches to start.

A top suddenly flew over Horizon's head, nicking his hair by inches.

Horizon jumped. "Damn it, that barely missed me. Who shot that anyways!?"

A robot did some sort of motion, and then bowed.

"That's R.O.B.," Fox said. "Master Hand, did you forget to include him in the list again?"

"…Guilty…" Master Hand admitted. Horizon raised an eyebrow. "What? I have horrible memory."

"Alright then, what's the most common kind of pure carbon used today?"

"…Uh…it's lead, right?"

Ness sighed. "No, it's graphite."

"Well how am I supposed to know?"

"Fine," Zephyr said, "what's my name?"

"…Hurricos?"

"Nope. F- -. Get out of my office, and I'll see you next week."

"You don't own an office." Ike pointed out.

"So?"

Horizon got up, and stepped on some sort of pseudo-plant creature.

A spaceman sighed, and tallied the kill. "There goes the 23,768th pikman."

"And who are you?"

"Olimar. Master Hand, you forgot me...again"

"Like I said, I have horrible memory. If you want to be remembered, talk to Crazy Hand."
"He has better memory than you?" Horizon asked.

"Amazingly enough, yes," Zelda replied. "In fact, he's in charge of maintaining the Archives."

"That reminds me. How do you get into the Archives anyways?"

"You use your room key, idiot." Wario snapped.

"Fine, fatty." Horizon countered. He walked towards the Archives door, inserted his room key, and walked inside

Horizon whistled. Surrounding him was exhibits of trophies, stickers, and CDs. He walked up to a display, and went through the trophies.

Horizon stopped at a trophy, showing a bald, pixilated blue person. In its hand was a chain of some sort.

"…Tabuu…" Horizon whispered. "…Damn, I didn't expect this fate…"

An explosion rocked the Archives. "What now?" Horizon muttered.

In the Lobby, there laid was the body of a young woman. She had a pale blue dress, and wore calf-high boots, inverted in the middle. She had short hair, but her bangs flowed down the sides of her head, and reached her chest. As Horizon walked in, he saw that she was covered in scars.

"…Who is she?" Marth asked.

"…She's Laura," Zephyr replied, "and how did she get those scars?'

"That's what I want to find out." Horizon said. "Oh healing powers, mend the scars of war…Cura!"

A green light surrounded Laura, and any visible marks have disappeared.

"Well, who did it?" Mario asked.

Horizon was completely still for a moment, as he thought dark thoughts. Finally, he took a deep breath, and replied, "My brother, Tabuu."

A/N:OOOOOH cliffhanger. What dark deeds have Horizon committed with Tabuu? RO