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Chapter 5: Smasher Orientation

World of Trophies, Smash Mansion, Command Room, Monday, January 31, 1999

The twelve Smashers and Master Hand walked into the newest room of the mansion.

"It's a pretty spacious," Mario complemented.

"I hope I can hide my bananas here," DK said.

"Reminds me of the houses back in Hyrule," Link added.

"Not very impressed, but it is nice," Samus commented.

"No comment here," Yoshi said.

"It's so big! Could I eat food in here?" Kirby marveled.

"Seriously? What is this, the nineteenth century?" Fox critised.

"The space reminds me of Viridian Forest, except much smaller and scaled down." Pikachu said.

"M-Maybe I could hide from g-ghosts in here," Luigi added.

"My secret base is bigger than this place!" C. Falcon gloated.

"It's okay," Ness said.

"Maybe I could give a concert in here!" Jigglypuff happily said, as she now had here translator.

"NO!" Pikachu and Ness quickly responded.

"Well, you two are just jealous then."

"I'm glad that most of you like this room!" Master Hand said. "Welcome to the Commad Room!"

Being built on the first floor near the entrance to the mansion, the Command Room, was a very recent addition to the mansion. It looked like a spacious room with enough room to fit everyone. The only thing in the room was a projector screen on the front wall.

"This is the room we will go to whenever I call a meeting."

"It doesn't exactly look like a room to hold a meeting," Fox muttered.

"I heard that! But don't worry, I'll eventually get around to modifying the room."

"So what's this meeting about?" Samus asked.

"I'm glad you asked! The reason I called this meeting is to welcome all of you to the Super Smash Brothers!"

"Yay!" Kirby cheered.

"The first order of business has to do with letting you guys in on a little secret."

"What kind of 'secret' are you talking about?" Ness asked.

"That multiple universes DO exist."

"What!?" the twelve Smashers said in shock.

"That's right, you all come from different universes. You have all entered the first ever interuniversal fighting tournament." Master Hand snapped his fingers, causing a small table with twelve of the object on it. "The second order of business has to do with these."

"They look like one of those old touch screen phones," Samus said as she looked at the objects.

(What's a touch screen?) Link thought.

"That's what I want you to think they are!" Master Hand exclaimed. "In reality, they are actually high tech devices that allow transportation between the universes. I call them ID transporters!"

"And in what was it an ID?" Fox asked.

"Each of these ID transporters is made for each of you, so only you can use yours. As an added bonus, those transporters are completely indestructible, thanks to some magic from yours truly."

"Anything else?" Yoshi asked.

"They're also phones."

"Sweet!" C. Falcon said as he grabbed his ID transporter. One by one, the Smashers took their individual ID transporters and examined it.

"I can't wait to call the bakery!" Kirby exclaimed with joy.

"This is so cool!" Pikachu marveled.

"I figured you guys would like them," Master Hand said. "One last thing regarding these transporters. Could all of you please open the app labeled 'Contacts?'"

Each Smasher did that to see a list of thirteen names, themselves and Master Hand included. "This app contains the information of anyone you put in there. It will contain their name, the number off their ID transporter, and the frequency to travel to that universe. And before any of you ask, you add new universes to that thing by hitting the button titled 'Add current universe,' then you fill out the contact info about who's universe it is."

"This sounds really confusing," Ness commented.

"You'll get used to it. Now, it's time to get to the most important thing of all!"

"W-Which is?" Luigi asked.

"This!" Master Hand snapped his fingers again. At the exact same moment, the twelve Smashers felt as if someone had pinched the back of their right hand.

"W-what the hell was that!?" Fox said as he grabbed his right hand.

"My hand!" Ness complained. When he saw the back of his palm, he freaked out. "What the-"

On the back of his palm was a black engraving of a circle with the lines intersecting near the lower left corner. It was the same symbol on the letter and above the front door.

"How did that get there?" Pikachu said as he saw that he had the same symbol on his right palm.

"I-It's on mine too!" Luigi added after he removed his right glove. The other Smashers began to realize that they all had the same symbol on the back of their right palms.

"Well, what do you think?" Master Hand asked.

"The hell did you just do?!" C. Falcon panicked.

"Calm down. They're not deadly or anything. Those symbols are just your contracts."

"Contracts?!" the Smashers asked in confusion.

"Yup. Those contracts make you fully fledged members of the Super Smash Bros!"

"What do you mean 'fully fledged?'" Link asked. "Aren't we just here for this one tournament?"

"And other future tournaments that will be held."

Everyone's eyes widened.

"Don't start jumping to conclusions yet. You're only forced to stay for an era of tournaments, then you can leave the group if you wish."

"And how long is this 'era' or tournaments?" Yoshi asked.

"Two years."

"Are you kidding me!?" Pikachu complained. "We have to stay here for a full two years!?"

"We have a to do important things in our a worlds!" Mario argued.

"Relax," Master Hand assured. "You're only required to be at Smash Mansion 24/7 when the tournaments are in session or are approaching. Since tournaments only occur for a single month in a year, the other eleven months of the year are yours to spend!"

"Meaning?" Ness asked.

"You're allowed to travel between your universes and this one most of the time," Master Hand bluntly stated.

The Smashers all let out a sigh of relief.

"Now, I'm pretty sure you're all wondering why your contracts are engravings on your had rather than a piece of paper."

(You don't say.) Fox thought sarcastically.

"Well, allow me to put that question to rest. Those aren't just contracts, but your trophy markings as well."

"What's a trophy marking?" Jigglypuff asked.

"It is the source of your new powers."

"What kind of powers?" C. Falcon asked with interest.

"Each of you are now able to produce a temporary shield to protect you from any attack. Over time, the shield does shrink. If an attack hits the shield, it will also shrink. However, if your shield is completly depleted, you'll become dazed for a few seconds, giving your enemy an opening to attack."

"I-Is there anything else?" Luigi asked.

"The markings also give you a much higher resistance to pain, slightly boosted strength, a double jump, and a trophy form."

"A what?" everyone asked.

Master Hand snapped his fingers. On the projector screen was now an image showing each Smasher in a different pose. Below each pose was a golden circle that also had the trophy marking on it. "Since you all have a higher resistance to pain, you are all harder to kill. However, if you are damaged in battle enough, you'll turn into your trophy form. You will be stuck like this until someone turns you back to normal by touching the golden base on the bottom."

"Why is this trophy form so important?" Link asked.

"Because that's the form you'll turn into when you lose a match."

(So that's why they're called trophy forms.) Samus thought.

"Can I eat some cake?" Kirby asked suddenly.

Master Hand gave him a look. "Really?"

"Yeah!"

With a sigh, the hand snapped his fingers, causing a cake to appear. The puffball quickly began digging in.

"Anyway," Master Hand continued, "I'd like to end off this meatinf with the tournament information."

"You mean like how I'm totally going to kick everyone's ass?" C. Falcon gloated. "If so, then please continue your thought."

(I'm just going to pretend I never heard that.) "The tournament begins this coming Sunday, so you have enough to to prepare yourselves."

"That's great," Fox said with a grin. "I can't wait to completly annihilate fairy boy on the battlefield."

"In your dreams, furry," Link retailiated.

"Now, before we end this meating (and before Fox and Link possible kill each other), there is something I want to say."

"And that a is?" Mario asked.

"As of this point on, you are part of the Super Smash Bros. I personally hand picked you all because I know that you're the best of the best. Even if you do decide to leave this group at the end of the era, you will still keep your trophy marking and ID transporter. No matter what you do, no matter what you think, you will always be a Smasher." He paused. "I have a final question that I would like you all to answer. Do you truly believe that you belong here?"

The twelve Smashers thought for a moment before looking back towards the hand, all of them replying with the same word. "Yes."