Beep! Beep! Beep!

I slowly opened my eyes groggily as my alarm went off. Turning to my side, I extended an arm to turn it off.

I hate mornings… I thought as I reluctantly got up from my bed. I grabbed my green tunic and put it on, and then I proceeded to slip on my boots. I then grabbed my green hat and put it on my head.

At least having a nice talk with Falco would cheer me up… I thought as I went out the door.

Falco was a great friend to me. Of course, he can be a smart-mouth to me (especially when he insulted me), but that doesn't stop us to stay as friends. He doesn't know much about swordplay, but he taught me how to use guns and other technology that never existed in my world. The technology from his world was pretty interesting: computers that can somehow connect to other computers without a wire, flying ships that run with fuel… I also had beaten Falco in the last Tournament, which he was upset over (I can tell, but he couldn't admit that he was down because of it), and he usually woke up before anyone else to train. I felt bad that he had to work so hard just to get back at me in the next Smash Tournament.

After brushing my teeth and combing my hair, I went down the stairs to the Smash Cafeteria to get breakfast. I sat at the table with Fox, and I realized that something was amiss.

"Hey, Link," Fox said once I sat with him, "had you seen Falco?"

I stared at him. "No," I answered, "I hadn't seen him since I woke up." I sipped my coffee. This was odd. He was never late for breakfast after his morning training.

"I figured he might be sleeping in," Fox stated, "but I looked for him in the training grounds, and I realized that he wasn't there either!"

I nearly choked on my coffee when Fox said this. Falco wasn't in the training grounds either? Something was definitely wrong here.

"Do you think he went somewhere?" I asked. I didn't realize that I sounded demanding when I asked this, as Fox told me, "Calm down. And I don't know; they're not letting anyone go anywhere."

I slammed my fist on the table, attracting a few stares from the other Smashers. "This is unusual of Falco. He never disappeared like that without telling anyone where he's going!"

"I know," Fox sighed, "do you think…?"

I shook my head. "No, he's tough enough to fend for himself," I said, "He wouldn't let anyone take him down without a fight."

"That's true…" Fox then thought about the possibilities. "Then I don't know…"

I got up from my chair and said, "Let's start a search party. I'm sure that he's around here somewhere."

Fox agreed. When breakfast was over, we went to get the other Smashers to help us.

I woke up with a start when I felt that someone was kicking me in the stomach. As I slowly woke up, all I saw was a thick line of darkness with only light from the very top and bottom of the line.

I realized that I was blindfolded.

I tried to move my hands to get the blindfold off, but then I realized that I couldn't move them. Rope bound my wrists together behind my back as the rope chewed through my feathers into my skin. It seemed that I was bound hours ago.

"Wakey wakey, birdy." A deep, demonic voice said. When I stood still, I was kicked in the stomach again.

"Who the HELL are ya?!" I growled. My captor then backhanded me in the face. "HEY! What was that for?!"

"Shut it, birdy." The voice whispered, "Or do you want me to gag you?"

"I'm not shutting up till ya tell me where I am!"

The voice only giggled, which was odd for a demonic voice. "There's a reason why you're blindfolded, little birdy." He then proceeded to rub my cheek.

"Get those dirty hands off me!" I growled, struggling against my bonds.

"Oh oh oh, you're just asking to get gagged…" He whispered. When I opened my mouth to make another insult at my captor, I felt a thick cloth shoved in my mouth and then tied behind my head.

"MMPH! Ymmn cwwrmmnd!" I cried as I continued to struggle against my bonds.

"It's your fault that you were gagged, birdy…" The voice said. I then felt cold lips kissing me.

"Mmmph?!" I cried in surprise. I then shook my head to get my captor away from my face. I was rewarded with another backhand across my face.

"Hold still." He growled in a low, icy voice. I disobeyed him, and I struggled. I was given a swift, hard kick in my ribs. I could've sworn I felt a rib break when this happened.

"Be nice to your captor, or else I'll inflict more pain on you…"

I stopped struggling when he said this. I couldn't admit this, but I was a little frightened when he said those words.

He then kissed me on the cheek. "There. That wasn't so bad, huh?" The captor whispered. I produced a low growl.

"Awww. You're so cute when you're mad." He giggled, "Now be a good boy, and don't try to escape…we have big plans for you and your little elf friend…"

I then heard a clank sound, and I heard footsteps being less audible.

I was alone…for now at least.

I gave up trying to get free as I stayed still, wondering what they will do to me. Those words echoed in my head as I tried to figure out what was going on.

Big plans for me…and my "little elf friend"? I then realized who my captor wanted.

Link…