TIME FOR BLOODSHED.
We haven't seen much violence yet, and I promise to change that X).
Chapter 5: Dis-courteous Guests
With Mario and company slaving over hot stoves to prepare food for the early arrivers, everyone was more a less just introducing themselves, getting ready for a swim on this hot day ,and or engaging in conversation.
However, not all of them were friendly.
Talo sat on a chair, lounging back, his sword impaled in the ground, as he finished a beer. He looked to his side and saw Collins daydreaming, as he usually was. Talo wouldn't say it out loud, but Collins was his best friend, but he had one hell of a way of showing it.
"Hey, pansy, maybe you should think less, and get me another beer?" Talo said, letting out a belch.
"No thank you, you can get it." Collins said, still immersed in his thoughts, until he turned to Talo and said, "You could always have Malo get it?"
"Gah!" In the dimension these version of the Ordon children came from, King Bulbin never surrendered, and Link came back later, and the children learned how to fight. Talo was soft deep deep inside, but on the outside… he was much less hospitable. Talo and his brother never saw eye to eye, and was disgusted at Malo's choices, lining his pockets with gold, and staying away from the frontlines. "Not if I was in the middle of the desert, and had gone a week without water."
"Then you will have to get it yourself." Collins said, leaning back with a sigh.
"What's got your panties in a bunch?" Talo asked, pointing a finger at Collins, finally sitting up.
"Well… I sent Luda an invitation…"
"The priestess, why bother?" Talo said, coming to his feet, and waving his arm for emphasis. "They're all respectful and constantly emotionless."
"No they aren't, and you know it" Collins said, smiling, blushing slightly, and continuing his trip through imagination land.
"Gah, you're pathetic." Talo retorted, slumping back down into his seat, looking away. "I just hope you court women better than you fight."
And so began the daily ritual.
"What was that?" Collins asked, sitting up himself.
"You heard what I said, pansy-boy!" Talo said, letting out a laugh. "You couldn't possibly hope to impress anyone with the way you fight."
Collins fights much like his father, using a longsword and swift movements. However, he learned many maneuvers from traveling warriors during the time after the Twilight Invasion, during the battles against the Bulbins. He fights in a way comparable between a hybrid of an Ordonian Swordsman, and a Vagrant Samurai.
After the Twilight Invasion, Talo trained vigorously, and grew strong. He at first based his fighting style off of the Hylian Knights. But quickly, he outgrew it, learning sparse bit of magic, and using his overwhelming pride and strength, he developed his own berserk style. He uses a massive claymore sword, bigger than himself, which he wields with a single hand. The other hand he could use to beat down the opponent with incredible strength, as he could also do with his legs.
"Are you so sure about that?" Collins asked. They sparred against each other often, in fact, their usual amount of fighting was about six times or so a week. "I am fairly skilled, and you seem to forget a few of our matches."
"Bah, you got lucky those times, we both know you couldn't beat me." Talo said, standing up, and pounding his chest.
Before Talo could blink, Collins had drew his katana-like longsword, took an offensive stance, and positioned the blade to Talo's neck. "Perhaps we should find out."
"By all means, let's find out." Talo said, a ball of what appeared to be red lightning formed in the distance between the blade and Talo's neck, small as it was, when it exploded, it had enough force to send Collins blade away. Talo raised his arm, and pointed to an area of raised elevation, where a lone tower stood above the ground. "Up there, five minutes."
Collins nodded, and sheathed his sword, and began to pace away from Talo.
Talo pulled his sword from the ground, and leaned it over his shoulder as he walked away.
In the distance, Beth saw the two of them, and let out a sigh. "Those two are complete idiots, gah!"
"I wonder how much it costs to disown a brother." Malo said, sitting back, sipping some wine.
"You don't mean that?" Beth asked, looking over at Malo, surprised at what he said.
"No no, I do care for him, and he does… have his uses." Malo said, between sips of his drink.
"Sometimes I wonder how you stay married." Beth said, crossing her arms, looking at Malo. Malo was the youngest of them, and married to some noble's daughter.
"It's very simple, it's almost like a trade. I keep her wealthy, and she keeps me happy." Malo said, smiling. The Malo of this world, unlike in Link's world, wouldn't change, and would remain childish and ignorant after the Twilight Invasion.
"Yeah, but I wonder how 'happy' you make her?" Beth said, teasing, leaning forward and flicking at his fez hat.
Malo's expression changed to almost an upset sneer, as he finished his drink. "…That's not part of the trade."
Several other brawlers had taken the liberty of arriving early. So far, only Kirby, Pikachu and Samus had arrived. Pikachu arrived with Samus, who held Pikachu like she would a pet. While it showed a softer side of Samus, a few on lookers looked jealously at Pikachu.
Kirby had arrived slightly after, and waved to Mario, and almost devoured all the food Mario had made. But Mario had convinced Kirby to wait… almost getting devoured himself.
Mario was almost finished with the first round of food, and after that, he planned to order food. He felt that it was an honest effort to show his guests. Luigi had overcome his scarred state a few minutes earlier, and was back to helping. The two brother ran the kitchen as best they could.; occasionally speaking to passersby, mostly two specific princesses.
Near a tall tower, standing high over the lake, on a flat spot of land, Talo stood waiting, eager to put Collins in his place.
Just then Collins slowly emerged from the ladder that lead to this place, looking at his opponent in the distance. "You're early Talo, that's a first."
Talo held out his claymore, smiling. "I just couldn't wait to wipe that grin off of your face, whelp."
"You're the one who's grin will vanish." Collins said, slowly reaching to his sword in his sheath, placing his hand upon the grip, and the other on the sheath.
"You always were one to talk with respect, and some sort of justice, it's 'bout time you shut your mouth!" Talo said, taking a single step forward, slamming his foot unto the earth, his unarmed hand in front of him, and the one bearing his claymore behind him. Talo was ambidextrous, so it could be either hand, but in this case, his right hand was unarmed.
"Then let's begin!" Collins said, charging Talo with great speed, only comparable to the speed at which he swung his sword as he drew it.
Talo raised his arm, and brought his sword around in front of him, blocking Collins as he did so. "Let's finish!" Talo called out, turning, and cleaving a slash back towards Collins at he did so.
Collins ducked under the swing, but Talo quickly smacked Collins with the bottom of the sword; then Collins had the wind knocked out of him as Talo flathand punched him in the gut, and lifted him up.
"Nighty…" Talo began, raising Collins over head. He could toss Collins forward into the lake, but that wouldn't give him any satisfaction. So he turned to his right, and tossed Collins to the ground (with his right arm being the one he was holding him up with), "Night!"
Collins hit the ground with a thud, but quickly hopped back up, ready for Talo to attack.
Most warriors would think of a strategy before charging a skilled opponent… but Talo was not most warriors. Talo ran full speed for Collins, who prepared an attack to greet Talo.
However, Talo spun his blade in his hand, so he was wielding it backhanded, and began to slide. As he slid, he drove his sword into the ground, and with that, he spun, and cleaved upwards through the ground under Collins sending him up into the air.
Talo quickly jumped up, quick on the chase, and threw a punch towards Collins.
Collins blocked it, using the flat side of his blade, then with a spin, he sent a kick towards Talo.
Talo lowered his sword arm, and blocked the hit, before spinning and sending a kick towards Collins as they fell.
Collins grabbed his leg, and spun, using Talo as a cushion to land on when they hit the ground. After having landed, Collins jumped off of Talo, a good few feet back.
Talo quickly leaped up from the small crater the two had formed upon their landed, and grappled Collins with the hand his sword was in, and lifted him over his shoulders with a 180 degree turn "Now…" After the turn, Talo pulled Collins off, and punched him in the gut with his free hand, "Go Down!"
Collins once again had the wind knocked out of him, but after a moment of laying on the ground, he rolled back a few feet and got back up, then charged Talo once more.
Talo prepared a strong punch for Collins, but Collins spun to the side, and kicked Talo in the stomach, causing him to kneel over. Collins then sword slapped him in the side of the face, causing him to fall to the side.
Collins held his sword over Talo's head, grinning. "Had enough?"
Talo jumped up, recklessly then grabbed Collin's jacket. Collins was able to nimbly slide out of it, and pick up his sword, after having dropped it to escape the jacket, just in time to avoid a knee from Talo.
Having missed, this only added to Talo's rage, he held his arms close, as short strands of red lightning surrounded him. "Nnhaha," Talo chuckled, after causing a ball of red lightning to explode around him, causing Collins to be flung a good distance away from him. "Had enough?"
As their battle raged on, Mario could tell something was wrong.
He was taking a break from cooking, Luigi having offered to cover for him. He sat by the lakeside, drinking some bottled water. But, the feeling didn't go away.
But, only after hearing a familiar voice, did it click.
"Greetings fools!" A figure said, arriving in a familiar small white propeller ship, then leaping from it.
"Mama mia…"
Mario said, as the figure met the ground, and caused a minor tremor. "Why wasn't I invited to this party?"
"Because, Bowser, last-a time you tried to kill all of us!" Mario said, climbing to his feet, having lost his balance and fallen.
"Oh, all in good fun!" Bowser said, laughing. "Anyways, I won't try killing anyone this time, it didn't help me take over the kingdom last time anyways… KAMMY! DROP THE CRATE!"
"The Cra…"
Mario could only say, before a massive crate fell from the sky, and another tremor knocked Mario on the ground.
"STOP-A FUCKIN' KNOCKIN' ME DOWN!" Mario yelled from the ground.
The crate slowly fell open, and it revealed a load of food, and a large, very comfy looking, lazy boy recliner.
"I thought I'd bring some food, seeing as how you never do anything right." Bowser said, ironically if you think about it.
"Most wise, your lordship." Kammy said, rejoining Bowser's side.
Mario could only look at the food and smile. "Th-thank you ever so much-a Bowser!" Naught would he slave himself over a hot stove.
"All well and good then, but I have one thing to say to you Mario." Bowser said, turning towards the plumber, who regained his footing once again.
"Yes?"
"If ANYONE touches MY LAZYBOY, I will SKULL-FUCK their charred remains, and RAPE their SOULS with MY FLAMES while they rot in the pits of HELL for all eternity!" Bowser roared, actually scaring the plumber for a moment.
"…o-okay Bowser." Mario said, swallowing some saliva, nervously. Apparently, he knew not to get in the way of Bowser and his happy-chair.
"Oh, and I invited some guests." Bowser said, smiling.
"Oh, I see, alls-a well and good then… wait… who did you-a invite?" Mario asked, crossing his arms.
"Just a few guys, don't worry, you know them."
"Who?" Mario asked, tapping his foot now.
"…Well, maybe I invited…"
Just then, from a golden glow, a figure formed in a flash. A very tall man, covered in dark armor, almost as dark as his skin, as his bright red hair was held back by a headdress.
"Ganondorf!" Mario asked, shocked as he saw the figure. "Wait… which one?"
"The one from Twilight Princess, he was bored in the castle one day, so I went back in time and borrowed him for a day." Bowser said, shrugging.
"So, there's a party out here? I should send some Darknut…" Ganon began.
"Oh, don't be such a bummer Ganon!" Bowser said, slapping him on the back, not wanting to let him know he dies in the near future… "Hey! The Hero of Time is here."
"What! Where is he?" Ganondorf stated, before running off in search of his old enemy.
"Mama mia… Bowser, who else?" Mario asked, facepalming himself.
"I sent out a few invites, I'll tell you who I invited when they get here." Bowser said with a laugh.
This party just got a hell of a lot less safe.