Chapter 5: It was a WHAT?!
Greetings! I return!
Sorry if this chapter isn't very good, I was writing through a horrible case of not actually having a brain.
Thanks to:
The8thNeedle: You gave the idea for this chapter (arc)
thefirstgriffkitty: NO!
It was a fight to the death. The match was between Yoshi, Kirby, Marth and Link, and everyone wanted to win.
There were three minutes left on the clock, marking the half-point of the timed match. So far, everyone was at a tie, but Yoshi and Kirby were both very tired, having been hammering each other trying to see who the faster eater was.
Kirby, having stolen Yoshi's powers, stuck his tongue out, hitting Link and eating him.
"Craaaaa-" Link swore, flipping Marth off as he laughed. Marth, knowing that vengeance was coming, looked around for anything of use. There were, scattered at random intervals around the stage, a ray gun, a smoke ball, a motion sensor bomb (ooh!), and an Assist Trophy.
Marth instantly went for the Assist Trophy, chucking the motion sensor bomb over his shoulder in the process. He picked up the Trophy and turned around. In the background, he heard Angel laughing, and behind his back he saw what his bomb had done.
When he threw it, it must've hit Yoshi on the head, making him spit out Link, who landed on the now-primed-and-ready explosive. When it went off, it threw the Hylian into Kirby, where he grabbed the puffball's arms and used him as an anchor as the hungry fighter turned into an inanimate block of metal.
When Kirby turned back to himself, Link thanked him, and threw him violently into Yoshi. Due to the duo's exhaustion, they fell off the stage. The only saving attempt was a feeble flail by Yoshi, who tried to catch the edge of the stage with his tongue.
As Marth stood there, watching with disbelieving eyes, Link started towards him. Marth, noticing the slight gleam of adrenaline in his friend's eye, broke the glass on the assist trophy. A little boy leaped out, sweat gleaming off his huge glasses and blonde hair.
"Ha! Take this!" He screeched. "I bring the power of the ETORTCWOKOASM!
"…." Marth looked at him in silence.
"Huh?" He whipped his head around, taking in the scene.
"Aren't you supposed to do something with bottle rockets?" Link asked him, completely distracted from the brawl.
"Oh, right," he said, blushing furiously. "Not anymore! Here!" He turned towards Marth, handing him a silver ball, and warped out of the stadium.
Marth looked dully at the chrome sphere. On the side it said "Electronic Transmitter of Rays That Creates Waves of Knockback on All Solid Matter".
Link, chuckling, slowly advanced. He was smugly readying a bomb, and he prepared to light it.
"Here, catch!" Marth said, grinning mischievously. He threw the orb to Link, an slow underhand toss that Link would have usually caught easily. As it were, he was worried it might be like a smart bomb, and he was struggling to catch it. Between his sword and the bomb, he managed to catch it. He sighed in relief, relaxing.
As his left hand dropped slightly, he dropped the explosive as he fumbled to keep the metal container.
"Crap. Oh, seriously?" He asked as Marth grabbed a watch and rewound it, forcing him to mov y. He had to watch as the bomb hit the ground, throwing him backwards. This wouldn't have been a big deal, if the shell that now occupied his hand hadn't broken.
He whipped the remains onto the ground, covering his eyes with his arms, and cowered. After about 30 seconds he tentatively peeked out from behind his shield.
There was a little plastic monkey sitting there, clapping some cymbals together and holding a banana in its tail. As Link stared, it looked up at him. When it saw him, its eyes turned red and it began to throb like a bob-omb.
"Schist!" Link exclaimed, earning an appreciative laugh from Angel.
As the monkey blew up, a wave of something blew Link off the side, into the net. He stood no chance of avoiding it, and when he tried double-jumping (it only works in the stadium), he fell even faster.
Throughout this whole thing, Marth had barely moved, watching it play out. He now waited to be declared the victor so that he could go laugh at Link, but only a feeble crackling came over the speakers.
The audience, consisting of the staff and the other brawlers, began to mutter. They were only slightly curious until the lights went out. Then the stadium started to fall.
Author's Notes: Hehehe... Don't kill me, it's my first cliffhanger! *Unwillingly catches an anvil with face*
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