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Super Smash Bros.: The Fourth Tournament
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Lucas walked through the utopia that was now Tazmily Village.
"It's nice to finally be home after the Smash Tournament" he thought to himself.
Lucas had been home for about a week or two now. At one point, he thought he never would be – what, with Tabuu's tricks at the Smash Tournament, then having to clean up the damage done by the Subspace bombs, then participating in the tournament itself, then finally having to decide on whether or not become a member of the Council…
His life was hectic for a while.
On top of all that, not a single person trusted using the Subspace portals to travel between their worlds and the dimensional plane the Smash Tournament was held on…it took him a while to get back home.
Lucas was now fifteen. Fifteen. In three years he'd become an adult…and what would he do then? He had no clue, his brother, Clause, didn't have any ideas for him either. He was hopeless.
Or, at least, he thought he was.
All of sudden, darkness clouded the horizon over one of the Nowhere Islands. Then, the island itself exploded.
This threw everyone into a panic. What was going on? Where they next? Had the Pigmask Army grown to strength again?
Lucas knew none of these answers. All he knew was that he was running home, to find his brother. To find Clause.
"Clause? Clause!" Lucas opened the door to his house, running to his brother's room.
"Claus-!" What he found horrified him:
A very tall, very hulking beast of a man. Wearing all black clothing, he had dark green skin, red hair, and piercing yellow eyes. Hi right hand held Clause by the neck high in the air. Lucas recognized him from somewhere, but where exactly…then it hit him.
"Ganondorf! What are you doing here?!" No mistake, it was the Prince of Darkness, though something was off…he had a dark aura about him, almost as if he was made of Subspace itself.
"Hahahaha! Lucas! So great to see you!" His voice was more dark and evil then usual as well. "I see that you chickened out of the Smash Tournament, seeing how weak you are!"
"Be quiet you fiend! And let my brother go!"
"Oh, this thing is your brother?" Ganondorf glanced back over to Clause. "Well, that makes this interesting then!"
With a flick of his wrist, Ganondorf completely broke Clause's neck, killing him instantly. He threw the boy's limp body across the room.
"Clause, no!" Lucas turned to the villain. "You…you monst…PK FIRE!" Lucas launched the attack at Ganondorf, though it did nothing to him.
"Hahaha! Foolish child! You can't beat me! Now, prepare to join the same fate as your brother!"
With that, Ganondorf lifted Lucas into the air the same way he did Clause.
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SNAP
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*Sniff sniff sniff* The dog walked around, sniffing the tracks that it saw. A bird flew down and landed on its back, shaking its head, having found no luck locating their quarry. They were the Duck Hunt Duo, and they were the best trackers at the tournament.
Which is why a certain Hero-King needed their help to find his friends.
Marth leapt down from the trees, having had no luck either, though managed to scare his friends in the process.
"Ā, mōshiwakearimasen 2. Watashi wa sore ga anata o obie saseru koto o wasurete imashita." He told them.
Oh, sorry you two. I forgot that that scares you.
Marth, knowing that he was the only foreign-speaker in the Smash tournament, usually carries around translators, one for him to wear and one for whomever he's talking to wear, a remedy to the obvious language barrier. This time though, he didn't need to where one, as "Ruff-ruff" and "Caw! Caw!" were easily translatable into "I saw something!"
Marth sighed. "Anata no Aiku o inakamono no hakujin yarō! Mochiron, anata ga mitsukeru no wa muzukashī kotodeshou! Watashitachi wa ima demo tadashī kidō ni notte imasu ka?"
Goddamn you Ike! Of course you'd be hard to find! Are we even on the right track right now?
The duo looked over at the master, feeling that he was angry at the fact that his friend was missing.
"Watashi mo sono on'nanoko... Watashi no bakageta shison o mitsukeru hitsuyō ga arimasu..." Marth spoke very low to where the translator couldn't pick up what he was saying, puzzling the bird and dog.
"Anata no 2 o yoshi! Ikō keizoku shite mimashou!" With that, Marth ran ahead, as if he had discovered something
Alright you two! Let's continue onward!
And indeed, he had – for just over the horizon, a temple could be seen. One that was sure to be filled with enemies.
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Sometime prior to the tournament…
"Hey Ganondorf, why don't you come play some poker with us? It will get your mind off of everything!" Bowser called back to him.
The Prince of Darkness sighed. He seemed to be the only one distraught that yet again, the villains had not been invited to participate in the tournament. And it was all thanks to Bowser.
"Fine, whatever. I'll play. But you better not cheat like you did at the second Smash Tournament!"
"Is that what you're all worked up about?" Dark Pit called out, flying through the window. "I can't believe you, still pissed off about something that happened THIRTEEN YEARS ago! What a wuss."
At this, Ganondorf walked over and grabbed Dark Pit by the neck, slamming him into the wall.
"Listen here you little shit, you technically shouldn't be allowed over here! But thanks to your unique position, the Council has allowed you to cross between the border dividing the villains from the main tournament area! The least you could do is show respect to those infinitely your greater!"
"Infinitely my greater? Did YOU help to take down the God of the Underworld? DID YOU?!"
Ganondorf reared his arm back, ready to end Dark Pit's life.
"ENOUGH!" Everyone turned around, seeing a dark, humanoid figure who had magically entered the room.
The figure was shrouded in pure darkness, as if they had been formed from the remains of the Subspace Realm that Tabuu inhabited, surrounded by a purplish-black aura. Their actual figure alone was pure black, and androgynous, their identity not being shown at all. This person was pure evil at its prime.
"Who are you?" Bowser asked, standing up, wondering who would dare interrupt and intrude upon his domain.
"Hahaha, King Koopa. You think this is your domain? This is land granted to you by the Smash Tournament Council so you can at least enjoy the tournament!"
While no one was looking, Dark Pit flew out through the window he came in, ignoring the disturbance he witnessed.
"H-how do you know what…" Bowser looked dumbfounded that the newcomer somehow knew what the Koopa was thinking - that the base was his domain.
"I know everything that you do Bowser! For now, I need a favor from you villainous folk." The man – or, whatever it was – told them.
"And what exactly is it you need?" Meta Knight asked him, his hand on the hilt of his sword, ready for things to get ugly.
"Why, I just need your likenesses of course. All that I need to do is merely touch you, and I'll be able to transform into you at will, a perfect resemblance – albeit with a dark aura surrounding me."
For an example, the figure transformed into a Koopa, and it was an exact match as he said – only a purplish-black aura surrounding his form gave away that he was in reality, not a Koopa. He then transformed back to his mysterious form.
"And what do we gain from this exactly?" King Dedede asked him.
"Why, I can cross the Tournament Border without anyone noticing me. And with your likenesses at my disposal, I'll be able to wreak havoc upon all the heroes. And any of you can step forward and claim victory for yourselves! It's that simple!"
Silence as the villains pondered the request.
"…I'll take that offer." Bowser said, stepping forward.
"Yeah, count me in boss!" Wario added.
"I guess it can't hurt…" Ganondorf responded.
Eventually, all the villains gave the man their likenesses, him transforming into each of them afterwards.
"Now, I shall take my leave, expect to hear from me soon!"
With that, he walked out.
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A little later…
Marth sat at the table in the mess hall of the stadium. Next to him sat Ike – opposite of the two was a newcomer, a young boy named Shulk, and beside him sat a beautiful girl around his age. She had long, blonde hair, piercing green eyes, was around five and a half feet tall. She wore a small, white, midriff-bearing top and a short red skirt with long, brown leggings, White shoes topped it all off. And, lucky for Marth, both were fluent in his language.
"Anata ga koko ni tsuitanode Shulk wa, anatatowatashi ga yūjindeshita. Anata no josei no yūjin ni watashi o dōnyū maindo?"
Shulk, you and I have been friends since you arrived here. Mind introducing me to your lady friend?
"Ā, wa i, mochiron Marusu. Kore wa kanojo ga watashinojinsei no aida, fioradesu. Fiora, Marusu."
Oh, yes, of course Marth. This is Fiora, she's the love of my life. Fiora, Marth.
"Yorokobi ga anata o mitasu tame ni!" She sounded real bubbly and happy.
Pleasure to meet you.
"O tomodachi ni narimashita Marusu ni watashitachi o shōkai maindo?" Shulk asked.
Mind introducing us to your friend now Marth?
"Migi, ā! Doko manā ga arimasu ka? Kokoro kara no shazai! Aiku wa, fiora to Shulk ni aisatsu shimasu."
Oh right! Where are my manners? My sincerest apologies! Ike, say hello to Fiora and Shulk.
Ike took a moment to let his translator process Marth's statement, then, he slightly nodded his head in greeting.
"Hai, ā. Kon'nichiwa misutā Shulk, to misu fiora. Aete ureshīdesu." Ike wasn't quite fluent in the language, though Marth has slowly been teaching him bit by bit.
Ah, yes. Hello Mister Shulk, and Miss Fiora. It is nice to meet you.
The four smiled, all happy to make new friends. They continued about their conversation, when an anonymous figure walked into the center of the hall.
The figure was shrouded in pure light, as if they had been formed from the Heavens that Palutena and the other gods and goddesses of Her Pantheon inhabited, surrounded by a bluish-white aura. Their actual figure alone was pure white, and androgynous, their identity not being shown at all. This person was pure good at its prime.
"Hello ladies and gentlemen, I hope you're all having a good lunch right now! Tell me, a lot of you seem like you're interested in the wonderful world of magic! Would I please have a volunteer come down to the center with me?"
There was silence for a while, when finally, Link decided to step forward.
"Ah, yes, if it isn't the Hero of Twilight! Nice of you to step forth my boy!" This man seemed overly enthusiastic about his magic. He quickly turned towards Link, holding out his hand.
"Shake my hand my boy! Go on, shake it!"
Link sighed and did so, and suddenly the entertainer transformed into Link himself, albeit with the same bluish-white aura around him. The Hylian was very startled.
"Haha, you see that my boy?" The man said, transforming back into his normal form. "With just one handshake, I'm able to transform into anyone and everyone I've come into contact with!"
The man suddenly looked down at his wrist, as if he had a watch.
"Woops, all out of time for today! Gotta go folks!" He started to walk…
"WAIT!"
…but he didn't make it too far before the voice of none other than Samus, wearing her Zero Suit, stopped him. She walked over.
"If you can supposedly transform into anyone and everyone you shake hands with, then let's see you transform into a woman."
The man was hesitant about this at first, but he finally caved and agreed.
"Why of course milady, anything for a fan!"
The two of them shook hands, and sure enough, he transformed into Samus, with every curve, every eyelash, and every lock of her long, blonde hair.
"How's that baby?" He asked, perfectly mimicking her voice.
"Wow, that's good." She said, in awe at his performance. He transformed to normal.
"Now, I really must be going! Have fun with your tournament ladies and gents! I'll be cheering each and every one of you on – as each and every one of you! Tally-ho!" He then disappeared in a flash, and the hustle and bustle of lunch time quickly returned.
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The white figure walked out of the stadium, quickly running to the Tournament Border and beyond, where no one would see him.
He then transformed into his true, dark form: The one which spoke with the villains.
"Ahahahaha! Fools! Now I not only have the likenesses of all the villains, but two of the heroes as well! This day just keeps getting better!"
With that, he walked off into the distance, towards the villain base, slowly transforming into Samus, ready to wreak some havoc…
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Think this unnecessarily long chapter will cover for the lack of one for a while? I'd say yes, but this is a hard crowd! Tally-ho!
PocketSnails signing off.