Author's Note: Well, it looks like Brawl Saga already has fans. I know having one review doesn't seem like much to celebrate, but the first chapter was kind of a quickie. Hopefully this chapter will draw in some more fans. So, without further delay, here is Brawl Saga, Chapter 2!

Disclaimer: Still don't own Nintendo or any of their characters mentioned in this fic. Don't own any of the third party characters either. But I do own a gerbil!

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Brawl Saga

Chapter 2: Team Revolution!

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Link sat on his bed. He still had another hour or two before he had to meet Master Hand. He looked around at his room, allowing the familiar sites to comfort him. Each Smasher got their own customizable room that they could program to look however they wanted. Link's room looked like the inside of a tree. Two simple wooden beds sat beside each other on the back wall. Link shared a room with Young Link because his younger incarnation didn't want to be all alone. Two wooden dressers sat against the left wall, holding a multitude of spare tunics and hats for the two. On top of both Links' dresser sat some pictographs of some of their various friends they had met throughout their many games. A small wooden table with two wooden chairs by it occupied the middle of the room. All and all, the room was very simple, something that both Links enjoyed greatly. Link got up and stretched. He pulled out a small watch from his tunic and noticed it was about time to meat Master Hand. He walked over to the door and stepped out. Surprisingly, he saw Young Link sitting in the hall across from the door.

"About time!" Young Link said, impatience crawling in his voice.

"Why are you waiting in the hall?" the elder hero asked.

"Well, Zelda said you wanted some time to relax and told me to wait outside the room and not bother you. I was starting to get bored!" the younger hero replied.

Link chuckled. He had always been an impatient child, and it always amused him to no end to deal with his younger self. "Yeah, well the room is all yours now. I'm off to Master Hand's office!" Link said as he began to head down the hall. He thought he heard his younger self say something, but he couldn't make out the exact words. He shrugged his shoulders and began to move at a light jog. The mansion was huge, so sometimes you had to run to get where you needed to go on time.

With only 3 minutes left before he would be late, Link reached Master Hand's office. He saw Mario outside the door, waiting for him.

"About time Link. I was getting a bit worried you would be late," Mario said in his thick Italian accent.

"Me? Late? Never!" Link said, gasping for breath. He had ran quite a bit to make sure he was on time. It was never a good idea to make Master Hand wait.

"Mario, Link, you may come in," Master Hand's voice spoke from behind the door. Mario grabbed the knob and opened the door. The two Smashers walked in.

Master Hand's office was simple. It consisted of a desk with a computer and a large chair behind it for Master Hand. Two comfy chairs were in front of the desk. Link breathed a sigh of relief. Master Hand had two kinds of chairs he could summon into his office. If he summoned the comfy chairs, he was obviously in a good mood and wanted his guests to be comfortable. This usually meant good news. If he had bad news or was in a bad mood and wanted to make his guests uncomfortable, he would summon some hard metal chairs. Link and Mario both took their seats. Link snuggled into his seat, glad that to know he was getting good news.

Master Hand's chair turned to face them. In it sat a tall man in a white suit with vivid silver hair and piercing silver eyes. Lately Master Hand had been practicing transformation magic, and he had begun to pick up the habit of transforming into a human form when meeting people in his office.

"I'm so glad the two of you could make it. Now, I'm going to get right down to business. As you can see, we already have four new Smashers. But I can already promise you, there will be more. The problem is, we need someone to go out and actually invite these new Smashers, as well as look for other possible new Smashers that aren't on the list I've already come up with. Now, these Smashers won't necessarily have a guaranteed position in the tournament. This just means that they are people I'm considering. But it's still important that they get their invitations," Master Hand said as he drummed his hand on the table.

"So, where do we come in? Can't you just send some wire frames to give the invites?" Mario said.

Master Hand grinned and said, "Ah, that's the problem. The wire frames...well, they're on strike. Someone started a rumor that Miis were going to replace the wire frames, and they got a little upset over it. So they went on strike. Which leaves me without my usual messengers."

Link thought for a moment before he realized exactly what Master Hand was getting at. "So let me guess, you want to send Mario and me to give these invitations," Link said, hoping he was wrong. He didn't really want to have to go on an inter-dimensional road trip.

"Yes and no. I'll be sending out two teams, one lead by Mario and one led by you. I've chosen you to lead these teams since you're the most iconic of the Smashers. Quite simply, your goal is to travel from one video game world to another, recruiting as many possible Smashers as you can. Some worlds you'll visit will be worlds that are part of Nintendo, but you will also visit some third party dimensions, understood? Now, I have already constructed your teams. Including yourselves, each team consists of five Smashers. Good luck. Please report to the inter-dimensional transportation room in three hours. You should find your teams waiting for you there," Master Hand said. He snapped his fingers and two files appeared. He handed one to Mario and one to Link. Then he waved his hand and sent the two Smashers outside.

Link and Mario stood outside of Master Hand's office, looking at the files in their hands. Link's file had the words "Team Revolution" on it. He glanced over and saw that Mario's file said "Team Dolphin" on it. He shrugged and opened his folder. He saw a piece of paper with a picture of himself on it first. It seemed to be some kind of profile. He flipped it over. Behind it was another profile. This one belonged to Samus Aran. A piece of paper stapled to her profile identified her as the team's second-in-command. He flipped through the file. The other three members of his team were Kirby, Pikachu, and Dr. Mario. Link shrugged. Seemed like a decent enough team. He looked up and saw Mario had already left. Link decided to say some quick goodbyes before he had to leave.

A few minutes later, Link wound up in the game room, where a whole plethora of Nintendo systems sat, waiting to be player. At least two of every Nintendo system ever made sat in that room, including the Virtual Boy. He found Zelda and his younger self playing a rousing game of Wii Sports. Link watched as Zelda delivered the final punch in a round of boxing.

"Oh yeah! I rock! That's ten wins for the damsel in distress, and only two for the mighty Hero of Time," Zelda said. She was still wearing her Sheik outfit, but she had removed the mask. Her long blond hair was tied up into a ponytail.

"Well, maybe if you weren't facing the younger me, you would have a couple more losses there," Link said as he walked into the room. Zelda and Young Link turned around and smiled.

"Hey older me! What did the big MH want?" the young Hylian asked.

Link chuckled and explained his mission to his two closest friends.

"What!? How long will you be gone? I don't want to sleep alone!" Young Link said.

"Link, can't you ask Master Hand to send someone else? I mean, it could get dangerous," Zelda said, concern crossing her face.

Link smiled and said, "Don't worry guys. I shouldn't be gone too long. And I have a whole team with me, so I doubt I'll get in anything over my head. And little me, I'm sure you can handle sleeping on your own. I mean, the mansion isn't that scary. Now, let's all make our last hour before I leave count. Who's up for a rousing game of WarioWare?"

The three friends played WarioWare: Smooth Moves for an hour, with Young Link winning. Then Link said one last goodbye and headed out the door.

"Link...be careful," Zelda whispered as the Hero of Time left.

"Don't worry, he can handle it. After all, he is me," Young Link said, a grin crossing his face.

Link arrived in the inter-dimensional transportation room to find his team already waiting.

"Just barely on time, like usual. Ready to go, leader?" Samus said, a slight hint of sarcasm evident in her voice. Though he couldn't actually see her face, Link felt as if though she had an eager smile on her face.

"Well, I guess if you guys are ready I am too. Anyone know our first destination?" Link asked.

Samus touched the small keyboard built into her arm canon. "According to the data Master Hand programmed into my suit, he's going to start us out in another Nintendo world. This world is the setting for some game called Punch-Out," the bounty hunter said.

"That's all nice, but how are we getting there?" Dr. Mario said. Link raised his eyebrow. Dr. Mario was usually very friendly. Why had he snapped like that?

"Yo, Doc! You ok? You sound a bit upset about something," Kirby said.

"Er, no, I'm fine. I'm just a bit eager to get started," Dr. Mario said. Link shrugged. Maybe he was imagining things. He looked back at Samus, who was holding a suitcase. She opened it up and revealed five watches.

"These are watches that will connect us to Master Hand's powerful inter-dimensional teleportation drive. As long as we are wearing our watch, we can communicate with the Smash Mansion, as well as have them transport us from dimension to dimension. Also, to help prevent the watch from being removed, the watch binds itself to its owner and can only be removed if the owner manually removes it," she explained, her voice sounding like she was reading something off of the screen of her visor. Link reached out and found a green watch that looked to be about his size. He slipped it on his wrist. The watch beeped and its face flashed. Link felt a small jolt of electricity zap the area the watch touched. He looked at it and noticed that it had indeed bonded to his body. He looked up and noticed the rest of his team was wearing their watches as well. Samus pressed a button on the suitcase and it folded up into a small square, which she then hid in a small compartment attached to her suit. Samus then pulled a Pokeball out of another compartment.

"Pika?" Pikachu said, tilting his head to the side.

"Sorry Pikachu, but Master Hand thinks it would be a good idea if we kept you in the Pokeball as much as possible. Just in case you would scare anybody we meet. He also thinks it would be a good idea if you hid too, Kirby. Like I said, some worlds we go to might not be too used to seeing electrical rodents and talking pink puffballs," Samus said. Pikachu nodded his head in agreement as Samus pressed a button on the Pokeball. A red light shot out, and moments later Pikachu was contained in the spherical object.

"Ok, whatever. I'll hide if you guys need me to," Kirby said.

"Ok then, if you guys are all ready, we should get going!" Link said.

"Alright then," Samus said as she pressed a button on the watch," We're ready to teleport!" The five watches began to glow, and a slight beeping noise was heard from them. Then, a bright rainbow colored light engulfed the four Smashers and Pikachu's Pokeball, which was being stored in Samus's suit. With a bright flash, the four were gone.

Meanwhile, in another world, a teenage boy was in a gym, training.

"This time, I'm going to win the championship. This time, I'm going to win the championship. I'm going to win, I'm going to win, I'm going to win," he chanted to himself as he punched a sandbag.

"Come on kid! Show this bag what you're made of! One two, one two punch, Mac!" a man said, holding the bag.

"I'm going to WIN!" the boy said as he delivered a strong punch to the bag that actually knocked down the man holding the bag.

"Nice shot kid! With these skills, you'll take home the title in no time!" the man said as he picked himself up off the ground.

"Yeah...tomorrow, I will take home the title. After all, I am Little Mac, the greatest boxer to ever live!" the boy said as he punched the air a couple of times. He then began to laugh, an action the other man soon joined.

"Hey, that would be second greatest. I bet I could take you any day if I was still in my prime," the older man chuckled.

"Yeah, you can say what you want Doc. Well, I think I'm going to call it a day. I don't want to be all worn out when I get in the ring tomorrow," the boy replied. He waved goodbye as he walked out of the gym, the bright afternoon sun shining on his face. Little Mac grinned as he thought of tomorrow's boxing tournament. He was ready for anything.

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Well, that's it for Chapter 2! As you can tell, their first recruit is going to be none other than Little Mac of Punch-Out fame! If you don't know who Little Mac is, I strongly suggest you look him up on Wikipedia. But to sum it up a little, he's the main character in an old school NES boxing game called Punch-Out.

So, with that said, I'll close this chapter up. So give me reviews. Please? I'll give you a cookie!