In Pit's room, Pit and Roy sat on the bed while Ike paced about in the room, wondering why was Roy hidden away from the other brawlers. "I just can't understand." he said. "Wouldn't Master Hand want more Nintendo characters in the tournament? He might make a bigger profit if there are more brawlers."

"I'm tempted to ask the Hands if there were some characters who did not make it to this tournament." Pit said. "Should I? If I asked, they might suspect that I'm hiding something."

"Go ask them." Ike said. "If they begin to suspect, I'll help you keep Roy's whereabouts a secret." he vowed.

"Alright." Pit said, getting off his bed. He headed out of his room. After when Pit left, Roy eyed a calendar hanging on the wall. Suddenly shocked by what he saw, he rubbed his eyed and quickly went closer to get a better look. Ike raised an eyebrow when he saw the redhead's erratic action.

"What's wrong?" Ike questioned.

"Today's the ninth of March? I swear..." Roy said, a bit stunned. "It was November second two days ago..."

"You must've been knocked out for five months." Ike said. Roy's eyes widened in shock. "Err, calm down."

"Ike, do you want to come with me to the attic?" Roy suddenly asked.

"Well, sure." Ike answered. "But for what?"

"Nothing." Roy said. "I just want to check some things out."

At the same time, Pit calmly entered the Hands' office. Right when he opened the door, a thick hardcover book suddenly flew out, nearly missing the angel's face by a few inches. Pit carefully entered the office and witnessed the wild scene. Crazy Hand was flying hysterically through the office, knocking down bookcases in the progress. Books of all kind piled on the floor like clothes in Wario's room.

"STOP IT, CRAZY!" Master Hand bellowed at his brother. "WE HAVE A CLIENT!" Crazy Hand immediately calmed down and floated back to his seat. If he had a face, it would've had a sad facial expression. "Hello, Pit." Master Hand cooly greeted the angel, sounding like if nothing happened. "What can we do for you today?"

"Nothing, I just have a question to ask." Pit answered, trying to sound formal.

"Go on." Master Hand urged. Pit swallowed nervously.

"Did any characters not make it to this tournament?" Pit asked, trying to hide the nervousness in his voice. "If so, why?"

"Yes, some characters from the Melee Tournament did not make it to the Brawl Tournament." Master Hand explained. "Either because they were requested by us to leave or needed to leave to take care of things in their homeland. For example, Young Link decided to leave so he can maintain the timeline in Hyrule. Dr. Mario is an alter ego of Mario himself."

"That's cool!" Pit commented. "It is like Sheik and Zelda!"

"Yes it is." Master Hand continued. "Although powerful, we replaced Mewtwo with Lucario because Mewtwo was very cold towards the other brawlers. Pichu was too weak and wasn't as popular as the others, so we expelled him." Master Hand suddenly stopped. Pit felt the feathers on his wings perk up. He did not mention anything about Roy!

"Well, from what I heard from the returning brawlers..." Pit began uneasily, trying not to make the Hands suspicious. "Marth was from a Fire Emblem game. Was he the only Fire Emblem character?"

"Y-Yes, he is." a master Hand quickly answered. Pit caught the lying tone in his voice.

"Really?" Pit questioned. "From what I heard from Marth, he had a companion who was also a Fire Emblem character." Pit's voice was rising in distrust. "Tell me, who was Marth's friend! It can't be Ike; he is a newcomer!" Suddenly, Master Hand rose from his seat and back Pit into a wall, intimidating the angel.

"Please understand, Pit." the enormous hand spoke sternly. "There are some things in the world that are better off not mentioned to individuals like you, do you understand?"

"Y-Yes." Pit nervously answered. Once when Master Hand returned to his seat, Pit scurried away like a mouse.

Meanwhile, Roy and Ike were in the attic, browsing through old cardboard boxes. The two were astonished by the ancient treasures contained in the boxes, especially Ike. They found a scrapbook with photographs taken from the Melee Tournament. Some of the photos' colors were faded away, yet Roy could still recognized the images.

"That's me with Marth and Link." Roy said to Ike, pointing to the figures in the dusty photos. "We were hanging out in the Tokyo Park." He turned to another page. "And, there's Mewtwo and Pichu. Although Mewtwo looks really grumpy, he is actually enjoying Pichu's company."

"It looks like everyone is having fun." Ike commented.

"Yeah..." Roy replied, his happy voice faltering. "Fun..." Ike caught the note of unhappiness in the redhead's voice. Roy buried his weeping face in his hands.

"Are you ok?" Ike worriedly asked.

"I-I'm fine." Roy answered, his voice shaking. He looked at Ike with teary blue eyes. "It's just that... Even though it looked like everyone is getting along with each other despite their differences... They actually separated themselves into... tiny cliques..."

"Oh, let me guess." Ike said. "You and Marth were the only Fire Emblem characters in the tournament, which means both of you were left out from the others."

"Y-Yeah." Roy said unhappily. "But, Marth was respected more because he was a prince. He fought his way to the tournament. On the other hand, I got in the easy way; I was invited so I can advertise my game. The other brawlers looked down at me, saying that I cheated my way in."

"I'm sorry..." Ike spoke. He looked around the attic and spotted an orange envelope sitting on a box next to him. Wondering what was inside of it, he took it and carefully opened it. Inside, were letters addressed to the Smash Mansion. Although nearly unreadable, Ike saw Roy's name scribbled on one of the letters. "Hey, this letter was addressed to you, Roy." Wondering who wrote him the Roy took it, opened the envelope, and quickly read it. It said:

Dear Roy,

How have you been? You hadn't been writing to me for a while. Things are going well in Pherae. Your father is make a great recovery from his illness. Wolt and I are doing fine.

I hope you are having a wonderful time at the Smash Mansion. Had you made any new friends? Marth can't be your only friend! It just isn't enough! Also, how many matches did you win? Anything going on this week? Please write back (If you have enough time!)

Sincerely, Lilina

"Shoot... This was written to me around November!" Roy said shockingly, a bit alarmed.

"Who's Lilina?" Ike asked. "A friend?"

"She isn't just a friend!" Roy answered. "She is my best friend!"

Ike looked into the orange envelope and said, "There are more letters for you." Roy gasped in horror, took the envelope, and began to hurriedly browse through its contents. Most of the letters were written by Lilina; some were either written by Wolt, other friends, or his father himself. They all asked the same question: Why aren't you writing to us? The redhead began to panic. How can he explain to his friends and family that he was "unconscious" for months?

"Oh my gosh, what should I do?!" Roy asked panicky. "I bet everyone back home thinks that I'm dead or something!"

"Everything's alright!" Ike said, trying to calm the redhead down. Roy slowly breathed in and out. "Why don't you write a letter back to them, explaining that you were too busy to reply? I'm sure they will understand!"

"Really?" Roy asked.

"Really." Ike responded with a smile. "C'mon, let's get started on your letter now."

Roy and Ike went back to Pit's room. Knowing that Pit won't mind him for borrowing some lined paper and a pen, Roy got started on his letter. He put his full effort in it, wanting to make all of loved ones' waiting count.

"Aiku-kun?" Marth's voice rang out in the hallway.

"Marth's looking for me." Ike told Roy. "Can I leave?"

"Sure." Roy answered.

When Ike left the bedroom, Roy stopped writing his letter for a moment, snuck towards the doorway, and watched the interaction between him and Marth. The two spoke to each other and laughed at a small joke as they headed down the hallway. Roy's navy-blue eyes narrowed in sadness. He and Marth used to spend time together exactly like that... With a huff, the redhead shook his head, trying to clear his mind from the incoming sadness.

Author's Notes: Chapter 5 could've been uploaded earlier, however I got addicted to my new tablet and got carried away.

I'm currently typing up chapter 6, as I know what's going to happen next! Ideas are appreciated!

Also, counting the guest reviews there is a tie between the choices "Ike's POV" and "3rd Person POV". So it looks like I'll be waiting for a while before starting on the Ike & Roy fanfic, haha.

Story Questions:

1. Why does Master Hand refuse to mention Roy to Pit?

2. Should Roy's friends & family appear in a future chapter?

3. Sooner or later, Marth and Roy will eventually meet again. How should they reunite?