This is where the action picks up and the reader it introduced to a new enemy for the Smashers
Now let me introduce the fifth installment of my third story in Chronicles, Influence Part 5. This time we get some background stories on Shadow Kirby, the Ice Climber's parents, and an explanation on the "Treasure of the Weather Casters."
I am sorry, but before I start this chapter I would like to get a few things across. Mainly the entire Ice Climber relationship debate. As a fanfiction writer I believe they are siblings, but that does not and I put emphasis on the word not mean that my word is absolute. The same can be said for those who argue they are friends or lovers. I could care less what someone thinks they are, I see them as siblings but I don't push my thoughts of that on others. Whatever they are one this is certain, they are Popo and Nana and they are together. I swear if I hear one more person make a big deal about the Ice Climbers kissing or something along those lines I'll blow my top. I'm saying this because for the sake of my story the Ice Climbers are siblings, but I just don't want to here someone whine about the potential of them being lovers.
The second concern I have is for how people are bad-mouthing some of the characters. I'll admit, I'm not fond of every single one of the Smashers (really only Dr. Mario, everyone else is fine) but I could care less who is in the game as long as its fun and thus I could care less who thinks they should be in a fanfiction. They are there and that is that. I can't stand to hear "What the hell is up with R.O.B." or "Nobody likes the Ice Climbers." or even "What the hell was Nintendo's idea adding Sonic". I plan on having all the characters in my story and if you dislike one or another then that is your business and I respect that, but please do not harp on me or others about it, I see enough of that on deviantart and youtube.
I apologize for the rant but I had to get this monkey of my shoulder (could make a pun at Diddy Kong, but I won't) before I could continue with my story. I hope I haven't taken away from the enjoyment of the chapter in any way and if I have I apologize. This is just something that had to be said and if this doesn't apply specifically to you then do not worry, but if you have a gripe with what I have said above you can always use the back button on your computer screen.
Nonetheless enjoy.
The wind roared and the snow blew wildly as the weather had taken a turn for the worst. The snow beat viciously against the windows of Tealeaf's home, as if wanting to come in and spread its chaotic fury within the warm abode. All the Smashers, as well as Bridget and Robert, were present inside Tealeaf's home, all but Popo, who still had business with the Chilly Triad.
"Haaa..." sighed Zelda dejected as she looked out the window of the living area of Tealeaf's home, "This is not good." she murmured, watching the thrashing snowstorm outside
"Sorry about this, but the storm came out of nowhere." replied Tealeaf, profusely apologizing for the inconvenience, "But with a storm like this it wouldn't be good to go wander the wilderness." she replied, "But don't worry. Since this isn't the cold season this storm shouldn't last for too long, just a freak occurrence.
"No, no." replied Zelda, waving her hand in a dismissive way, "It is not your fault. You may be able to manipulate the weather but you can't predict it." she said, "I'm really worried about Jigglypuff and Kirby though."
"Kirby will be fine." replied Falco, "He's a tough little guy and I'm sure Jiggs ain't gonna go down this easily." he told her
"Maybe, but I would feel better if I knew they were okay."
"The storm should pass by morning, if your friends are as strong as you are they should be fine." replied Bridget
"Quite." replied Robert, "You're friends will be fine and we will be quick to find them when this storm blows over." he said, "Now then, you should not worry yourself so or you will create unneeded stress for yourself."
"I suppose you are right." replied Zelda, trying to calm herself, "Kirby won't go down without getting something in his belly and Jigglypuff..." she replied, thinking on the subject, "You're right, they will be fine." she finally replied
"See, all that worryin' for nothin'." Falco commented, "Now then, when can we eat?"
"Falco, you should be more gracious. We're guests." Zelda scolded
"Fine. If it would be my honor to ask when is the grub coming?"'
"Falco..." she growled
"What?"
Flames began to gather in Zelda's palms, but before any fireworks could go off Bridget was quick to interject.
"You know, we did not get to finish our story aboard the train." she said, "With the interruption of those bandits and all we were cut off halfway and since then I have really wanted to finish it."
"Your right, and you were telling it so well, with bold letters and all." Robert commented
"Oh you..." she purred, which was odd since Bridget was not of the feline family, nuzzling his neck
"You know, not to be mean, but I'd rather you not..." began Falco, but before he could get his point across he noticed the look in Zelda's eye, which had slitted out of sheer ferocity
"Never mind."
Luckily for Falco no one noticed either the look of fury upon Zelda's face or the dismissal of his initial protest.
"Now then, where did I leave off?" Bridget wondered
"Part when human guy make cheesy line to human woman." replied DK
"You were listening?" asked Falco
"Taking notes." replied DK, "For Candy." he replied with a grin
"Candy?" he murmured, then vaguely remembered that DK had a girlfriend by the name of Candy, "Oh."
"You are right...on both accounts." she said, grinning a grin toward Tealeaf who immediately caught the hidden meaning behind the gesture
"Hey!" barked Tealeaf defensively, causing everyone to turn in her direction
Feeling that all eyes were on her she went red in the face and was quick to back down.
"Go on." she murmured
"Time went on and Doug...wait a moment, I should be in narrator mode. Excuse me a moment."
Ahem, as I was saying. Time went on and Douglass became fast friends with Samantha and her father as he recovered from his ordeal. They They shared quite a few happy times together, some of the happiest that Samantha had ever spent in her life. But slowly she realized that she was falling in love with this man and letting such feelings develop between herself and Douglass would be unthinkable. She had a past, a past that he could not know of and the only way she could think of that he wouldn't discover it was that she had to drive him away. It would be painful, for both herself and Douglass, but it would be for his own good.
"Where is Samantha?" asked Douglass, having just returned from chopping wood, "There is something I want to tell her."
"Proposing yet again?" the father asked
"I will make her my wife." Douglass replied, determined
"Why?" the father asked, "Why do you love my daughter so much?" he inquired, "True, you've been around here for awhile and someone would have to be blind and deaf not to see that you two are developing feelings for each other, but why?"
"To tell you the truth, I couldn't give you a definite answer other than spending time with her makes me happy." Douglass replied
"I can see that. But let me ask you something. If there was something about her, something horrible, would you stay?"
"A crime can be forgiven as long as the person who did the crime truly feels remorse and repents. Whatever she has done has not turned me away from her."
"What if it wasn't her crime..." the man murmured
"Huh?"
"Nothing...she is outside, tending to the herd."
Outside Samantha was finishing feeding the caribou, her hand running over the younger of the herd, smiling warmly as they ate vigorously.
"Night." replied Samantha
"They seem to eat quite a lot when you're around."
"Hello Douglass." she replied, quite coldly
"What is wrong, have I done something wrong?" he asked, walking up behind her
She could feel his breath upon his neck and his warm against her own. She began to melt under his touch and for a moment, she lost herself to him. But she was quick to push back, knowing that these feelings could not fester.
"Why must you pester me so!?" she barked, as he tried to wrap his arms around her waist, "I tell you time and time again that I do not share your love! I wish you would just leave me be!" she yelled, pushing him away
"I know I've been persistent, but I just want you to know that I love you." he said, "More than anyone else."
"What of that 'angel' you saw?" she inquired, "You would think with all this love you have for me you might call me that?"
"I..." he began
"She must have been more beautiful than me." Samantha commented
"Yes...no...this is different." he managed to say
"How so?" she asked, "How is it that you have fallen for me but have been stricken by the sight of this 'angel'."
Douglass sighed, knowing that no matter how hard he tried he would not be able to convey his feelings to Samantha without hurting her.
"Yes...I will not renounce what I saw." he replied, "The beauty I saw was incomparable, but I have denounce other beauties in favor of you." he replied
"So, you do not think I am beautiful?" she questioned, "Am I just a peg in your counter, another conquest!?"
"No...that is not what I meant!" he barked, shocking Samantha somewhat, "I mean..." he murmured, trying to keep himself in check, "You're beauty is something of another definition."
"So you have different understandings of beauty, eh?" she inquired, "I am this type of beauty, while this 'angel' is another, much greater, beauty?" she replied, "I now see how you think." she replied
A terrible silence filled the air between the two, their hearts aching as they let each others words truly sink in. Eventually though the uneasy silence was broken.
"I think you should leave, for good." she told him, her voice devoid of emotion
"Is that how you truly feel?" he asked, masking his hurt under a guise of inquiry
"Yes." she replied, feeling a well of emotions rise in her but forcing herself to keep her voice low and even toward him, "To have a man constantly professing himself at your feet. To never have him understand that you do not return his feelings, that truly angers me." she she replied, "Just go away and never bother me again."
"If that is the case, then I will leave, by morning." he replied, "Though know this, no matter what may happen, I still love you."
"Then it will be an empty love." she growled
With a sigh he turned and headed away to his room to pack, leaving Samantha out in the cold, to let the chilled air cool her anger. But it was not anger that was in the heart of Samantha, but sadness, as she let out a stifled cry of sorrow.
"This...is for the best..." she choked, her emotions getting the best of her, "He cannot know. He must live his life while I live mine, never knowing who I truly am." she told herself
"Oh my..." murmured Zelda, "To think that two people could just lose their love for one another just like that." she said, "Shows that life does not always go as one may envision." she commented
"Yes, even I will admit, this is not the part of the story I enjoy." Bridget replied, "Though it must be told for the rest to be understood." she murmured
"Would you like me to finish?" Robert asked, his low soothing voice calming his distressed wife
"If you wish." she replied, "Let me move out of Narrator Mode first." she replied, "There...wow, you were right dear, Narrator Mode is quite difficult."
"See, but don't worry, I've been practicing for this for a while now and besides, I do enjoy telling the next part of this story."
"That is because there is a lot of fighting, right?" Bridget replied, questioning her husband
"I would not be a wolf I didn't enjoy a good fight now and again." he chuckled
"Ugh, males."
"Okay then, let us continue." he replied, moving into Narrator Mode
When daylight approached Douglass honored his word and had bid a farewell to the inn keeper and his daughter, though no words of a heartfelt goodbye traveled between the man and woman. Seeing as there was nothing left to say Douglass took his, going off to the next village to try and discover his fate.
Feeling as if she was finally safe she let herself go in her room, her tears streaking down her face as she let the full flood of emotions within her come pouring out like a dam bursting. However she didn't have much time to sulk in her room for only a few hours after Douglass's departure the village was stricken by a dastardly force. A group of bandits swarmed the unsuspecting village, toppling carts and people alike. The attacking bandits seemed to be a roving gang looking for food and supplies, seeing such a small village as a perfect target for such.
The villagers fought back valiantly but alas, they were quickly overtaken by the superior numbers of the bandits and led to the center of town. Wailing cries of disdain and fear ushered from the mouths of the herded villagers, but they were quickly quieted by the bandits' forceful actions.
But as the bandits finished rounding up the villagers it came to a shock to for the abused townspeople that the bandits were not attacking the village because they needed food and supplies, but because they were looking for someone that was rumored to being hiding out there. The bandits demanded that someone named Carmelo show himself of they would start killing off villagers, starting with the children. This pained the villagers, who swore they had never heard of man by the name of Carmelo. However, the man that the villagers were speaking of was skillfully hiding with a secret room contained within the inn of the town. Within the room sat the man known as Carmelo and one other, a woman by the name of Samantha, caught in a heated debate as to what they should do next.
"Father, you can't..."
"No...I knew this day would come eventually. No matter how hard you try you can never escape from your own past, though I was hoping you could escape mine." he said, "I wish you had gone with that boy, now you're caught up in this."
"I could never leave you father." she replied
"You may regret that decision." he told her
Some time had went by and the patience of the bandits had run dry. A young girl was pulled from the group and thrown to the ground, weapons pointed dangerously at her. The leader of the bandits swore that if this Carmelo did not come out in the next ten seconds then the little girl would die.
"Animals..." murmured Carmelo
The man knew he had no choice in the matter. He had to show his face or the girl would surely die. But before he could make his way out of the inn he felt a sharp pain on the back of his head. The world around him went dark as he hit the floor, though before consciousness completely left him he could here the soft voice of his daughter.
"I'm sorry father, truly sorry."
Back outside with those despicable bandits, one of them was poised to strike down the young innocent young human girl, that was until 'she' made her appearance. Wielding two large mallets and donning a hood that veiled her face, a female climber made her appearance.
"Who are you?" the leader of the bandits inquired, "Where's Carmelo!?" he demanded
"Carmelo is dead." replied the climber, her voice even and direct, "But I'm here to take the place of the man." she said
"You?"
"Yes. Whatever Carmelo has done no longer applies to him, so I am willing to take on anything he's responsible for." she said, "I will not fight, as long as you spare the villagers." she said, proving her point by dropping her mallets
"So Carmelo's dead, huh?" murmured the leader, "You know, I never heard of Carmelo having any relatives though." he said, a strange grin growing on his face
The veiled climber noticed this but did nothing to react to such a strange occurrence.
"Well..." he began, "Other than the fact that I'm his brother, Damien." the bandit replied
The female climber visibly flinched and the grin on the leader of the bandits grew wider.
"But I did hear that Carmelo for a moment, Carmelo had been engaged, though I can't say for sure. He was very good at hiding up until now."
The female climber slowly took a defensive stance.
"And if you are a 'relative' then you could possibly be her." he thought, "Or maybe..."
"Y-You're wrong." she replied, trying to keep her monotonous speech, but the bandit caught her stutter
"Really? Well then, if you really aren't, but are willing to take on Carmelo's consequences then I have only one thing to say..." he began, his grin growing wild, "Kill her, and the villagers."
"Wait! I said I wouldn't fight back!" she barked, "They shouldn't be involved in this!"
"They are involved." the leader said, "I know that Carmelo is hiding in this village and that these villagers are hiding him, just as you are." he said, "And since neither of you want to tell me I'll kill everyone and destroy the village. We'll eventually find him. Dead or alive."
"Bastards!" she roared, moving for her mallets
"Too slow." he guffawed, raising his spear up above the little human child
The vile man aimed to bring his spear down upon the child's head, but luckily he was stopped before he could perform the despicable act
"How come?" asked Ness, the suspense of the storytelling getting to him
"Well, well. Seems like someone is actually interested."Bridget commented, interrupting her husband,"From you're earlier reaction I came to think that you thought was story was too romance heavy." she chuckled
"Well...in the beginning it was..." Ness murmur, knowing he was contradicting himself, "But now...can you finish, please?"
"Well, after a reply like that I can't see why I shouldn't...unless someone else would like me to stop?" Robert asked around
Everyone in the room seemed intently interested in the story being told, even Falco, though it was hard for one to tell with the fact that he was 'asleep' in the corner.
"Well...?" Robert asked Falco, knowing full well he was awake
"I couldn't care less." he mumbled, feigning fatigue, "Go ahead, finish."
"Right." he replied, grinning, "Well then, where was I..." she murmured, "Ah yes..."
Before the wicked Damien could bring down his wrath upon the innocent human e a great storm appeared suddenly. The sharp, gusting wind washed over the village in seconds, the villagers and bandits have little time to shield themselves as they saw the gust of cold wind coming, along with a booming voice that none could ignore.
"GREAT WHITE SQUALL!"
Everyone around was blinded by the sudden gust of ice and wind, though the resounding cries of the bandits being attacked by something could be heard within the chaos.
"What's going on!?" roared the leader of the bandits, though his attempts at calling his men were useless
The storm had only lasted moments though, for as quickly as it had come it had vanished, revealing but one man still standing. Sheer cold flowed about him, but even through the icy wind, his face was unmistakable to the villagers.
"It's that Douglass." replied many of the villagers, their words intermingling with one another, each shocked and relieved at the arrival of Douglass, mostly because to their knowledge they never knew that Douglass was a Weather Caster
"A weather caster?" murmured the leader, "Who are you and why are you interfering in things that don't concern you?" the leader demanded
"You're attacking innocent people." Douglass replied, his fist clenched tight in anger, his eyes glaring daggers at the bandit leader "Whether or not these people are involved with your problems should not give you the right to punish them. If you were a real climber, a real man, then you'd deal with your problems personally instead of dragging others into them."
Douglass's comment stung, but Damien did not let it show, instead letting a constrained smile appear on his face.
"Oh really." he chuckled lowly, "Then I hope that you have no regrets..." the bandit leader said, "...because your need to be the hero will be you death."
The man said not a word, his glare never wavering for a moment.
"Men!" he barked, and at his command, more bandits came from out of the woodwork, stepping out from behind buildings, effectively surrounding the lone climber, "Heh, heh, heh." he laughed menacingly, believing he had the upper hand, "You sentenced yourself to death the moment you decided to meddled in things that you had no reason too. For you see, a don't need to prove that I am a man to you when I have others who will do the work for me. I hope you have some sense of accomplishment as my men rip you apart." he told the climber, "Kill him." Damien ordered
A resounding battle cry from the group of men initiated their attack, all charging at once, weapons held high, ready to bring them down upon the lone climber in one fell swoop.
"Did you forget I was here!" barked the veiled woman, already upon the bandit leader, both mallets poised for attack
"Ah yes, you." the leader chuckled, bringing his spear to the ready, "You are mine."
"My words exactly." replied the woman, swinging one of her mallets down upon the leader, though he was quick to block her attack
She bounced off and ducked low, trying to knock the man's legs from under him, but he blocked again, stabbing his spear into the ground to stop the blow
He sent a kick her way, aimed to back her away, for he knew that with all his strength and skill, she had speed over him, a lot of speed.
But as mentioned, her speed allowed her to back away from the blow quicker than Damien could anticipate, where she followed up with a wide arc swing of her left-handed mallet. Damien moved away, but by using the momentum of her first strike, the climber was able to swing with her right mallet, toward his head. Damien blocked, but could not block the next blow she threw as him, as she pushed away the moment her mallet made contact and kicked his legs from under him.
"Double Mallet Boomerang!" she yelled, throwing both her mallets at the the man
The mallets spun with incredible speed and precision, quickly homing in on the downed bandit. But Damien proved to have much skill of his own, as he quickly rose to his feet and deflected the two mallets, sending them back to their thrower.
"You're not bad." he said, oddly grinning at her, as she caught her weapons in mid-air "If I didn't know any better I'd have to say those are Carmelo's moves, and his mallets." he replied, "But I shouldn't be too surprised, you are his 'relative' after all."
The woman growled and advanced, her mallets trailing behind as she approached. The leader was the first to strike, stabbing forward with his spear. The woman sidestepped and tried to get in close, but the leader reached out and grabbed the woman, throwing her to the ground hard. He tried to finish her off, stabbing down once again, but she rolled away from the blow and hopped up to her feet, sending a kick toward his ribs. Letting go of his spear he crotched down slightly and blocked the blow with his arm before sending a punch her way. She hopped away, avoiding the blow, but as she back away he threw his spear at her. She barely dodged the strike, but by doing so she was left wide open.
POW!!
The punch he sent her way smashed in to the woman's jaw, nearly shattering it on impact. To say the least she was quite surprised at the power he possessed as she spiraled away from him and hit the ground, hard.
"Oh...that sounds like it hurt." replied Ness
"Oh, it did." sounding as if he had first hand encounter with such a blow, "But this climber would not be taken down so easily. She rose to her feet and defiantly stood against the leader of the bandits"
"I will crush you." replied the woman, "Completely." she added
"Big words. Can you back them up?"
"Watch me!" she barked, charging him once more
"Hey, what about the guy...you know, the Douglass guy?" Ness asked
"Ness, quiet, let the talking wolf finish." Marth scolded
"No, no. That's fine." replied Robert, "I do suppose I've been focusing on the unnamed female climber." he replied, "But do not worry, the story will involve him quite soon."he said, "Now then, let us move on."
However, before Robert could continue with the tale a man burst into Tealeaf's home.
"Angakkun!"
All heads turned to the man who, under the gaze of everyone in the room, bowed his head slightly, a wave or humbleness flowing over him.
"Yes?" Tealeaf asked, prompting the man to speak
"Angakkun." he replied, "Something urgent has happened."
"Which would be?"
"Well...villagers, from other villages are here."
"Okay...but what could be so urgent about that?" she asked
"Maybe it would be better if I showed you." he replied, "Please, follow me."
She nodded and preceded to head out of the door, though she was quickly followed by the others.
"Please, stay, this should only take a moment." she replied
"I don't think so." replied Zelda, "An ominous wind has begun to blow in and I believe we will all be involved in its arrival, especially young Popo.
"Huh?"
Bewildered the Smashers and even Tealeaf herself followed Zelda outside into the freezing blizzard and when they reached the center of the village, the bewilderment that prevailed the group grew. Within the village a throng of lost travelers wandered about, many huddled together to escape the cold, others simply looking lost.
"What...what is this?" Tealeaf gasped, flabbergasted by the throng of people
"Are you the Angakkun of this village?" asked a man who looked to be in his earlier 40's who had walked up to Tealeaf
"Yes." she replied
"We are sorry that we just barged in, but we haven't a choice." he replied
"Why, what is wrong? Why aren't you all at your homes?"
"To put it simply, we haven't homes to return to."
Tealeaf's eyes widened slightly to this response, but soon they lowered into a look of profound thought.
"Were they destroy, utterly annihilated?" she inquired
"Yes, how did you know?"
"I recently discovered that the village of Nell was obliterated. Do you know what destroyed your village?"
"Yes...though I still don't believe it." he replied
"What was it?"
"Not what, but who." the man replied, "Or maybe it was a what and a who."
"Just tell us already." replied Falco, fed up with dancing around the subject
"Falco!" barked Zelda, "Can't you understand these people are troubled!" she scolded, "Can't you be a little more considerate."
"Oh, I understand." replied Falco, "But the longer he takes to tell us what happened the longer its gonna take for us to help him." he replied
Zelda's eyes widened at that remark, leaving her speechless. Falco was more in tune with the situation that she had been. True, he sounded blunt and methodical, but he feelings had been in the right place.
"Thank you." the man replied, "And you are right...the trouble has already befallen us, the only choice we have is to try and explain and hope that other villages don't receive the same fate."
"Then go ahead." replied Falco
"Are village was attacked...by a little girl...and a large floating eye." the man replied, albeit with some difficulty
"Okay..." murmured Falco, "That's a new one."
"I know, I hardly believe it myself, but trust me this is what I saw decimate our village."
"Okay then...if that's the case, can you tell us anything about the little girl and...well...the eyeball?" Falco asked
"Everything happened so quickly, there isn't much I can tell you."
"First, let's fine you a warm place to sit." replied Tealeaf, "The fact that you and your village had to trek through this terrible storm warrants you to be taken care of."
"Thank you, truly thank you Angakkun." he replied
It took some time, but eventually Tealeaf, with the assistance of the Smashers and the residents of Hiehie villager were able to find at least a place to sleep for the many villagers that had searched for refuge from the storm. The smashers could feel the prevailing dread of the villagers as they rested their weary bodies, some even crying out to the heavens, asking why their beloved village had been demolished. Within Tealeaf's home, the man, who was later to be known as Karlik, the leader of the village, with his son Issac were seated in a warm chair near a warm fire.
"So...?" began Zelda, hoping to somehow grasp what the man was trying to tell them, "Just what happened?"
Karlik sighed, feeling the memories of the event begin to overtake him. His hand slowly washed over his son's spiky head of hair and the action seemed to relax him. He looked up to the room, his eyes full and determine and slowly began to spin his tale of devastation and uncertainty.
"I guess it all started when I was closing up shop for the night. I am...was...the blacksmith of our village, as well as being the person all could come to for help." he replied, "I had just finished selling an icepick to one of my customers and bidding her a fond farewell when I heard an explosion in the distance. Curious I went outside to see what had happened. It seemed that many of the other villagers had had the same idea, for their were quite a few outside. That's when I noticed a strange aura...it was black, horribly black, and seemed to be alive, slithering across the snow that covered the ground." he said, "Unsure of what this meant I told Issac to stay in the shop while I and a few others decided to investigate. However, before we could do anything a strange 'light' fired forth, decimating a nearby building." he said, his voice wavering as the confusion of the event came back to him, "Panic erupted and villagers ran for safety, all while more of these beams of dark light ravished out village. Knowing that my shop would be next I turned, ready to run, but it was obliterated before I could take even two steps." he replied, "I thought for sure that my son was..." he murmured, unable to finish, though the Smashers knew what he meant, "But luckily..." he replied, his hand gripping his son's shoulder in relieved manner, "...my son doesn't always listen to me and had already sneaked outside to see what was happening." he chuckled slightly, "But more explosions came, leaving me with no choice but to join my fellow villagers and make a run for it with my son."
"You guys didn't try to fight back?" Falco asked
"We didn't have time. By the time anyone could even think of raising arms against these demons, they were gone, and so was much of our village. None of the buildings survived the onslaught, and many of our livestock were lost in the wilderness. Luckily we were able to scrape together enough of our resources to make the trek here.
"I guess you guys were lucky she decided to book it before ya'll could fight back." Falco replied
"No...she didn't leave because she feared an attack. She left because she was bored with us. I believe if she had wanted to, she could have demolished every last one of us without breaking a sweat.
"That's despicable!" barked Marth, "She simply was having fun with you, at the expense your of lives!"
"Yes." Karlik murmured, a slight feeling of shame washing over his features
"Don't feel that way." replied Zelda, sensing the man's change of mood, "You did what you could." she replied
"But my village was destroyed, and I could do nothing to stop it!" she barked, but then stopped himself as he brought his anger under control
"But you're alive." she replied, "I can't say what you're future may hold, but I do know that as long as you're alive there is a chance for you to recover what you've lost." she said
"I suppose..." he muttered, wondering if her words had meaning
"That does it, the HMF is moving out first thing in the morning, whether or not Popo has activated the Aurorae Polaris."
"Grandmamma, any clue to who that girl might be?" Nana asked
"No dear, I can't fathom anyone who would do this." Tealeaf replied, "This is new to me."
"Okay...dis is a new one fa me."
Those words came from a bewildered Chinook, leader of the bandits, as he stared wide-eyed at the strange 'visitor' of his secret fortress, where he and his bandits lived. The large fortress and the village that surrounded it stood near the borders of the Nesh region, its imposing figure hidden within a large forest.
After the defeat of the bandits at the hands of the Smashers, the bandits quickly made their way back to base to regroup and plan for the next strike. It had taken some time for them to return home, due to the storm that had blown in and they were only just getting back and just meeting up with a little girl dressed in a jet black parka with moon white hair sitting atop his counsel table. But that wasn't the strangest sight. It was the large eyeball floating next to her. It's large, violet-eyed gazed pierce the souls of Chinook and the bandits that had followed him to the counsel chamber. Sakhalin stood at Chinook's right while Malamute at his right, each with wide...well...wide-eyed expressions at the wide eye staring back at them.
"Askin' how ya got in wouldn't really matter cause ya are already in." Chinook replied, "So da better question is, what are ya doing here?"
The little girl smiled wickedly, a smile that gave the three men a bad feeling.
"Have you guys ever fought with Mother Nature?" she asked, chuckling wickedly
And there we go, another chapter down. More answers are coming in later chapters so continue to tune in, you won't be disappointed.