Marcus was bored. He had been lounging around today, while his foster parents were away working. Normally, he would just invite his friends over or play video games or something. But how could he? He was just bored. So, he eventually did the second thing of what bored teenagers do. Watch TV. So there he was, sitting on the couch, flipping through channels. If boredom was an object, he would have the truckload. It was at this point, when he wasn't even paying attention, he saw something from the corner of his eye. Like a guy in a red hat. He shook off that in a second. "My boredom must be making me imagine things." He thought. He was a bit more aware of his surroundings though, and he ended up looking outside. "Man." His thoughts continued "I wish I could play sports like those guys. Must be nice, not having to turn to your asthma bottle every time you do something exciting.". It was at this time something inside told him to get ready to go. He figured it was time to go for a walk anyhow, something to do to cure his boredom.
So, after packing his large supply of asthma related gear, he thought it'd be best to pack his iPod. Mostly so he can walk peacefully. Off he went, to just walk around the block, taking in his surroundings. That is, if he was walking the right way. Of course, he didn't mind, as long as he could get back home the same way. "I don't remember a crowd going on in this part of the niegborhood?" he quietly spoke. Something indeed, was going on in this side of town, a small gathering of people were surrounding something that appeared out of nowhere. A large-ish stone with strange writing. Marcus, while deciding to head home, thought it best to at least see what was going on. Luckily, the police were escorting people away after it was believed to be a prank. It was weird, how the time he got overthere, it had seemed everyone had left, leaving him and the weird stone."That's a pretty crazy font." He said reaching out to touch it.
It was about at this time on the other side, out in the Smashlands, in the dead of night, where the stone began to shine with a bright blue aura. If you were present at the stone you would have seen a figure starting to emerge from the stone in a rather exciting fashion where as one from one world should come to travel to another. And pass out. After all, traveling dimensions is quite exilerating. However, for the black haired boy, he didn't have to wait there long as the roar of a motorcycle was nearby. In the town's library, we find Mario doing some research about the visions and the writing he encountered. He didn't have to look far for the book he was after. "Legends of anceint Smashland". Immediately, he began to read what researchers had provided in the manuscript.
"The place known to us as Battlefield was once a lifeless stone that was used to prophcey events of the future. While this information was discovered many years ago, the writings on it have mysteriously disappeared. We believed erosion to be the cause of such misfortune, but in this world, magic may have had a role to play in the disapperance of these partucular writings."
Mario shut the book and looked around. He had a gut feeling that whatever writing was on that stone, he was going to need help to translating it. And if that stone was true, then he would need every Smasher available. Without a second to spare Mario went to go find the only other person who would stay up this late. It took almost three minutes to locate Samus, who was normally always in the training room near the Smash Bros. Stadium. She wasn't someone to mess around with, nor was someone to open up with people. However, in the case of Mario, she felt like he was the only person she could trust. So when Mario came bursting through the doors, see could tell something was up. "Samus, I need-a your help!" Samus didn't give to much thought before answering "What is it Mario? I'm trying to practice here." Mario, with a pant in his breath, quickly replied "Does your-a suit come with-a translator?"