WARNING! ATTEMPTED SUICIDE HERE!

Chapter 9

Marth realized that Roy hadn't come back to the Smasherteria for a few hours now, and the Hero King grew worried. The words that the redhead had told Master Hand continued to swirl in his head.

"You probably don't even care if I'm dead!"

Those words concerned the Hero King more and more as he continued to think about them.

As he sat on a couch in the Living Room, Ike came over, his eyebrows furrowed in concern.

"Have you seen Roy?" Ike asked.

Marth shook his head. "Not since a few hours ago. I'm worried about him. Those words he said…"

"I know," Ike spoke. "Perhaps he's in our room?"

Marth looked up at Ike, and nodded. "Yes...he probably is."

"I'll go check on him. If something happened, I'll let you know."

"All right. See you soon, Ike."

"Later."

With that, Ike walked out of the Living Room and down the hallway, making his way to their room. He too was also thinking about what Roy had said back in the Smasherteria.

Why did he say that? Ike thought.

When Ike approached the door to their room, he knocked.

"Roy?" he called.

No answer.

Ike knocked again, this time louder. "Roy, it's me, Ike. Are you okay?"

Still no answer.

Ike grabbed the doorknob, and was surprised to find that the door was unlocked.

Strange...Ike thought as he pushed it open farther.

When he looked around the room, he saw no sign of Roy anywhere.

"Roy?" Ike called, his mouth drawn into a frown.

When he turned to his bed, he saw Roy's Sword of Seals laying there. With an eyebrow raised, he picked it up, studying it.

"Roy never leaves his sword out like that…" he wondered aloud.

When he turned to face Marth's bed, he saw Roy's cape draped over the comforter.

"Roy's cape, too…" Ike whispered.

When he turned to Roy's bed, he saw a note laying there. Seeing it, his heart raced. If Roy left his prized possessions out in the open like that, and he left a note, he knew that something was wrong.

Not wanting to wait any longer, Ike grabbed the note and read over it.

His eyes widened upon realizing what it said.

"Oh no…" he gasped.

He then ran out of the room with the note in hand and returned to the Living Room.

"MARTH!" Ike cried out.

Marth jumped, and he looked up at his friend. "Ike? What's wron—"

He was interrupted when Ike cried, "Roy...he left his sword on my bed and his cape on yours, and-and—" Ike then shoved the note in Marth's hands.

Marth read over it, and his eyes widened as well.

"Ike…" Marth gasped. "What is this?"

"I-I don't know...I couldn't find Roy anywhere—"

That was when the two heard screams and shouts from outside.

"PLEASE DON'T JUMP!"

"WE LOVE YOU!"

"GET DOWN FROM THERE!"

Marth's eyes grew even wider as his heart pounded in his chest. A spike of panic shot through him, and he sprinted out of the Mansion.

There, the other Smashers stood, looking up at the roof. Some of them were covering their mouths in horror, others were trying to convince the person on the roof, though everyone had tears flowing down their faces.

Marth ran towards the crowd. "What's going on?!" he cried.

Toon Link turned to face Marth, tears dripping down his face. "R-Roy…" he sobbed. "H-he's about to—" He pointed up at the roof.

Marth looked up, and his heart nearly stopped.

Roy was near the edge of the roof, a knife held tightly in his hand.

Marth gasped, his heart now racing upon seeing Roy trying to kill himself. "ROY!"

Roy ignored the shouts and screams from below him, and he walked closer to the edge.

Marth looked around frantically, knowing that he had to do something.

"I can't let him do this to himself!" Marth cried. "I have to stop him!"

With that, Marth ran behind the Mansion, his heart racing faster. As he ran, the mental image of Roy on the ledge of the roof, preparing to commit suicide stained his thoughts. He had to get up there!

Why didn't I help him earlier? None of this would have happened! Marth thought, guilt coursing through him as he reached the ladder leading up to the roof.

The Hero King climbed up, and not long after, he too was on the roof. There, Roy was edging closer to the edge of the roof, his back to Marth.

"ROY!" Marth screamed.

Roy turned around to face Marth, and Marth saw his tear-stained face. His heart broke. He was suffering so much...that he got to this point…

"Marth…" Roy whispered.

"Please Roy," Marth cried. "Why are you doing this?!"

Roy stared at Marth, tears flowing down his cheeks. "No one cares about me, Marth! And no one understands what I'm feeling! I'm nothing but a failure! I'm just a burden to you and Ike! When I die, that burden will be lifted off your shoulders."

"Roy!" Marth screamed, tears falling down his face. "We love you! I love you! If you did die, I would be heartbroken! Please Roy...don't do this!"

Roy shook his head. "But once it's all over, I'll be with Father and Wolt again—"

"ROY!" Marth yelled as he fell to his knees. "Please! What about me? Ike? Your people back at home?!"

Roy stared at Marth, and his frown intensified. Marth could see Roy fighting with himself on whether to listen to reason, or to simply leave everything behind.

After a few incredibly tense seconds, he dropped the knife.

Marth watched as the knife clattered on the roof, and he looked up at Roy with hope in his eyes.

The redhead walked towards Marth, a small smile on his face. "Marth...I love you too," Roy whispered, hugging the Hero King close.

Marth felt relief washing over him. However, when Roy spoke next, fear hit him again.

"Please...don't cry for me. No one will. I don't want you to miss me…"

With that, Roy lets him go and walked back to the edge of the roof, leaning down to grab his knife.

Marth's eyes widened, realizing that Roy was going to stab himself. "ROY! NO!"

But it was too late.

Roy stabbed himself in the gut, and with a grunt, he fell off the edge of the roof.

Marth felt his heart stutter in his chest, but he did not give up.

He sprinted towards the edge and jumped after Roy, and when he was close enough, grabbed Roy's body. The knife flew out from Roy's wound and fell alongside them.

Marth's heart beat faster and faster, sweat beading down his face.

With a quick move, he turned himself in mid-air, in order to protect Roy's body when they hit the ground.

Their bodies hit with a sickening thud, and the knife that was falling alongside them stabbed the ground cleanly. Crippling pain shot through Marth's body, and though it strained his now-broken bones, he held Roy's body close, and darkness took him.

Roy, however, was still barely conscious. The young redhead felt blood seeping out from his gut, and tears were still streaming down his face.

The crowd gasped upon seeing the two hit the ground, and immediately they crowded around them.

"SOMEONE GET HELP! THEY'RE HURT!"

Roy could feel two strong arms grabbing him and helping him up from the ground. He could hear them whispering to him, "It's okay, Roy. You're gonna be fine…"

However, Roy turned his head to see Marth unmoving. The redhead's heart broke.

Is he...dead? Did he die just to save my life?

Link ran towards Marth's body, and upon seeing Marth barely breathing, he gasped. "Holy shit, he's alive!"

Roy's gasped, realizing that Marth was okay. But he knew that his friend needed help, and fast.

"Please…" Roy whispered as he felt his consciousness slipping. "Help him…"

Before Roy knew it, his vision faded to black.

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