Disclaimer: Still don't own any characters mentioned from Nintendo, M.G.S, Sega, Namco, Shonnen Jump, Nippon Ichi, ATLUS, Square Enix/Soft, AKSYS Games, Sony, and any other animes/manga in the story except for my own. Also, in case you did not know, the plot is completely original, the mentioned characters so far are original, (Dark, Death, unknown woman, and the two street fighters) and expect more, but as far as I know, I'm going to introduce characters throughout; some you may recognize, others, not as likely; those characters for certain are made by the companies mentioned above.

The Dark Flame

A Super Smash Bros. Brawl Fan Fiction

Chapter 6: The Narcissist and the White Shooter

I could see that all six of us were surrounded by these odd figures, in both the air and sky, but we had to fight until this is over at least. Though greatly outnumbered, I was certain we could get through this, despite the beating I had received against that woman. I would not slow us down at all; this minor distraction is what caused her to end our fight early, and we had to put an end to this immediately to get back to our fight. I had to prove myself to her. Whether it'd be then or now, it doesn't matter in all honesty.

I charged suddenly, perhaps a little recklessly towards a small group that had formed a little ways from us, and swung Soul Eater violently in a horizontal fashion. I had managed to cut down a large fraction of the group, but the particles resumed falling from the sky, and as such, were replaced with twice as many. So this fight was going to be as stubborn as a hydra heard about in certain legends, no big deal though I guess. I heard the gunshots coming from that woman, and separate swords swinging violently in various locations, showing they all had begun their own fights with these things.

I swung and charged forwards, trying to push a large group of them off the edge of the arena. It would be literally impossible for these things to jump that high as from what I've seen. I twirled Soul Eater in a bit of a fashion around me to block attacks from all around as well as counterattacking as well, since it would seem that the numbers around me were increasing drastically. I will be overrun in no time if I keep this up I realized.

I tossed Soul Eater up in the sky, and began to bring focus to my right hand, which was enveloped in flames, and my left hands which was enveloped in darkness. "Haaaa…" I inhaled deeply, raising both arms, closing my eyes as I focused on a particular attack I used only in this kind of situation. Just as some of these things lunged at me, I leapt up to the sky after Soul Eater, caught it, and quickly charged back to the hovering area. I performed several front flips in the process.

"Perish!" I cried out, swinging Soul Eater with a forearm swing towards the ground, and in the process, the blade struck the ground and creating a severe shockwave made of dark flames around me. It would appear that a large number of these beings had vanished just from the initial impact upon the ground, while the others were knocked down to the ground from the shockwave. I breathed deeply, but I turned back to see a few had recovered surprisingly quickly, and had made their assault on me. I was ready to swing Soul Eater to eliminate them, but I heard a gunshot, not like the one the woman made, and immediately a larger katana cleaved through them, dispersing them immediately. When it was cleared, I barely made out an unusual creature.

From what it appeared, it was a dark creature with a white mask with no face, and chains hanging around in certain areas of its torso. In its right hand was what appeared to be a somewhat large katana, now held at its side, and what would be mistaken as wings, was actually a gown of coffins hung around it like a cloak? Its legs were fairly thin, but had no feet, yet it had humanoid hands, oddly enough. I looked closer to see that boy with blue hair holding the "gun" with his left hand, pointing it at… his own head? I then saw him put it back in its holster, and the black figure had disappeared, before he resumed eliminating these beings without its aid. So, he was a summoner, and that was his technique of summoning; shooting himself in the head?

I performed backwards somersaults when the things from the other side had recovered, returning to the center of the battlefield. That woman had moved on to taking these things out up close, eliminating around 10 or more in a single slash of her sword. The blond swordsman was dealing just as much damage with his own sword, as well as concentrated magic abilities too. The red-haired woman with that unique katana was performing fast and furious assaults while remaining very agile; never spending too much time in one place. That man with that reverse-bladed katana- wait, where was he? He was not fighting where I was looking, but I did see enemies go down which were not shot down or whatnot. I then saw him directly at where I was, swinging his sword at one foe, but when I saw it, he had cut down more than one; so he can make a single slash an illusion for many?

I could see that the numbers of our adversaries were now getting very thin, so there was indeed a light at the end of the tunnel, as the saying goes. Everyone had regrouped at this point, and allowed the thinned out beings to approach us purposely. We were positioned with our backs to the others' all of us prepared to deal the finishing blows to end this petty fight. But, oddly, the creatures stopped, and dissolved when we did nothing at all, and began to all move to form a little distance away from us. I watched as they all began to form into a being that was shaped in a manner such as that woman who was fighting alongside us with the cannon.

However, rather than wearing black, she wore completely white, same clothes as that woman, and her hair was white too. Her right pigtail was longer than the left, and rather than carrying a cannon, she held a devastating-looking scythe in her right hand, with scythe blades surrounding her body. However, if she was the perfect opposite of our shooter woman, than her eyes should be red, but they weren't. They were a bright yellow. And she appeared to be surrounded in a dark-looking aura. Geeze, when I thought I fought a devastating foe, this woman here looked MUCH fiercer, if I had to admit.

"Hahaha, I must say that was quite a show from all of you, but… I'd be lying to say it was a well performed masterpiece…" I heard a moderate male's voice from above, and I watched as a figure glided down to stand by this newly formed woman's side. The hell was he talking about?

I looked at him as a bit of light shone upon him; he had long, thick and lustrous silver hair, wore a long-sleeved trench coat of sorts with shoulder guards; the jacket blue with silver lining. And just when I thought this man was bizarre enough, the fact he was NOT wearing actual pants, more like some sort of type of speedos or thong, I don't know which, just sent shivers down my spine. As well as that, he wore come iron greaves, which were also blue in color.

"I must say, if you want an amazing performance, I'd be willing to show you just how well this would work out. It was unfortunate the real version of her could not show, so I merely had to make a fake. Of course, since she is a fake, she will be the supporting role, but I… I will be the lead when the curtain rises." I heard him speak, and I was just literally appalled. He was… kidding, right? Since it's not the real her, wouldn't that make this fight much easier? And not only that, but why was he talking about this whole thing being a staged out play of sorts?

If it wasn't obvious enough, this man was clearly a narcissist who loved himself very dearly, and didn't care about whoever he stepped on in order to reach the top. Ugh, those kind of people make me sick. However, he was wearing a bracelet as well, which he would glare at once in a while, and as for the woman before us, did not wear a bracelet, but there was a strange-looking collar around her neck. It was designed in a similar fashion to the bracelet, yet, somehow, something was off about it.

"Now, now, I hope you don't mind, but I'll watch as you all suffer at this woman's hand… I hope you enjoy this…" We heard him speak, before he took off in flight and headed up to the sky, but no longer seeing an eye, in its place was a very strange-looking aircraft of sorts. Whatever it was is probably the reason that had forced us to fight these things for as long as we did. And it would appear that is where that narcissist is located; so he was behind what had happened last night as well?

"He and I will… fight her… That is all we need to defeat her…" I heard the woman in black speak, pointing at me to fight alongside her for this. "Go and help the others…" She finished, and the other four gave their respective nods before making their leave out of the stadium.

"So tell me, before we get to fighting, just what or who are we up against?" I asked her, and I saw the woman in white's right eye become surrounded in a bright red, almost pink flame.

"She's my opposite… White Rock Shooter…" I heard her explain, and I saw her left eye was still surrounded in the blue flame. So, if that's her opposite, then her name was "Black Rock Shooter" I would assume. An odd name, but definitely just as odd as "Dark Fire" certainly. And this woman, who I will just call "White" for short, held her scythe, ready for battle, while "Black" as I'll call her, had her cannon pointed at her opposite, just as ready.

Next thing I knew, I charged towards the woman clad in white clothing, surrounded in scythe blades and the red glow over her right eye. Soul Eater was gripped tightly in my hands, and watched from where I was to see "White" wave her free hand, and the scythe blades around her each began to fly towards me. I focused on each blade, striking each one away from me, while the ones I could not hit in time were shot away easily by Black's cannon. They did not shatter, but they were knocked away in time to make some ground towards our appointed adversary.

"Let's see how you handle this!" I spoke out, jumping into the air using the propulsion in my running to line up evenly with striking down on her. "Haaaaaahhh!" I yelled as I charged down, but even so, she just stood, watching me without an amused expression. Then, that's when I saw her lift up her scythe effortlessly with her right hand, and easily blocked my two-handed strike with Soul Eater with her own scythe. The difference was, we were basically even in strength, as I was supporting myself only by trying to force Soul Eater through the blade. My eyes widened as her second hand grasped another part of the handle, and purposely repositioned our weapons so Soul Eater was hooked and could not release. Dammit, the only way out was to release the weapon, but I had no intentions of doing that.

Without any choice, I was forced to hold on and felt as she swung rather violently towards the ground beside her. I hit the ground first with my back, but I quickly rebounded upwards a little, and move my left hand to use it to propel me into a backwards somersault, planting my feet on the ground. However, it was only for a moment as I charged again, switching up my tactics a little this time. I tossed Soul Eater to ensure it would go around her, as if intentionally missing her and also kept it out of her swinging range in case she intended to knock it away. Her attention, however, never diverged away from me; perfect.

From the corner of my eye, I saw that Black had finished dealing with the scythe blades, by what I saw, her arm had switched to its blade form. And in the process, saw her made her own charge towards White; two on one, a bit unfair, but fighting against this clone of the original, it didn't matter too much to me. In the process of my own charge, I began to focus power in both my hands, of both darkness and fire, surrounding my fists with their respective element; right in fire and left in darkness. It was evident that White knew that Black was now in this fight now, away from the distractions, and as such, she appeared to crouch a bit, and looked like she was going to jump high.

I looked over at Black, and gave a nod, as if telling her I have an idea, and I know what I want us to do. She didn't seem to be looking, but I knew that it'd be best to just improvise if she and I would up in the same location and help her out if I had to. Just as I thought, when Black and I were both not even in attacking distance, she jumped up in the air, quite high, and now the time to put my plan into action. I stepped to the side as Black rushed past me, but in doing so, I grabbed her right hand with my own, span us around once for momentum, and tossed her up after her double. I also swung my right hand a few times, tossing a few fireballs behind Black, while aiming them in a manner so they avoid her, but will move towards White. I then held my hand out to grasp the approaching Soul Eater, hoisted it onto my shoulder, and jumped after Black and her double.

I saw that my earlier attack was futile, but now, White was having what appeared to be a tough time keeping up to Black's heavy-blade assault. I saw that Black had managed to change things so she was above White now, and saw her swung the blade swiftly and violently. White blocked it, but the force was enough to send her my way. Perfectly executed; I then swung the scythe, intentionally hitting her with the blunt end, and it had stunned her as I swung my scythe in a variety of motions from below her. When she appeared to be quite hurt from the assault, I turned Soul Eater around so the blade hooked around her waist. I knew it would not cleave through her, all the better way to finish things up. I made sure she would not be able to go anywhere at this point, as, like Black, began to spin in circles. My body was horizontal, and after a few spins, I gave a forceful swing, which forced her body to be tossed to the ground.

In doing so, I saw as she began to glow in a golden light, and watched as the trophified form landed on the ground on its side. I landed firmly on the ground, with Black landing on the ground a little ways to the side moments after. I figured it'd be pointless to have her return to her normal form, but I realized it was not necessary. I watched as the trophy began to dissolve into those dark particles from earlier, and began to disperse in a variety of directions. I twirled my scythe a few times and placed it firmly on my back, and saw that Black's blade had reverted back to its cannon form. But she released it and wiped her forehead with her arm, her expression never changing, and appeared to be sweating a little from that. I admit, I was as well, but it didn't exactly matter, as I gave out a light sigh.

"…" She remained silent after that, and I watched as she took her cannon and began to walk away. She stopped though, after passing by me, heading out of the stadium. "…fight me like that next time…" She spoke, blankly, but also quite bluntly to, before she pressed on, leaving me behind. I sighed a bit, looking up at the sky, watching it had returned to normal, and the airship that the narcissist ran was nowhere in sight. Glad he left; I did not want to deal with him a second time, though it may be unavoidable I may run into him again sometime soon. Regardless, I figured this would suit well enough for a training session. I decided a break would be in order for the remainder; get to know the other competition around here, and maybe, surprising from me, maybe a shower as well. Just because I knew some magic abilities did not mean I should hold back on the essentials, like personal hygiene and whatnot. And even more so, despite being a fire and dark elementalist, I can deal with some water-based life experiences and all. Ugh, I don't understand it myself, but no matter, at least I won't scare away the girls due to the lack of care for my body, since I treat it just as importantly as any human, just sometimes, I push myself a bit further than others…

~Meanwhile, with the Narcissist…~

Ugh, that was absolutely impossible! How were the two of them able to surpass my perfection? They should've lost that fight, since she was set to absolutely treat them as nothing more than… Than dirt! I gave a sigh, not that anyone else I could worry about would hear me. I was on my own here in this ship, the Invincible, besides these mindless drones I learned were called Primids, I believe. Such a bore that was despite; if they wanted a spectacular victory, than that boy with the scythe should've used his full powers than hold back, yet that didn't happen. Just who was he…?

"*Krtzzz* *Beep beep* Kuja, reply dammit!" I listened as the screen appeared with a hologram in front of me. Ugh, it was her again?

"What do you want now; I'm busy trying to perfect the mistake I made." I explained, sighing a bit after wards as I could not gaze at her. Not that it mattered, she wore a hood over her face to keep it hidden. But I can see strands of aqua hair with silver streaks hanging from the bottom side of the hood.

"Don't tell me, your "experiment" I said time and time would fail, actually failed? No surprise there, imbecile! Anyways, business… Just get back here, but inform me who was it you fought now." She demanded, her voice pretty solid despite being light-sounding, like a typical high-school girl's. What's worse, she's the one in charge, when it should be me there giving information to her.

"Just nothing serious, just that shooter's opposite fighting, as well as a strange young man like you there as well. Looked as though he held fire and darkness, as well as a scythe; would make an interesting asset to-" I spoke, but immediately was cut off quite rudely.

"Fire, darkness, and a scythe, eh? Heeheeheeheeheehee… Ohhhh, so he is here! I thought he'd be here, no doubt looking for little old me, heeheehee!" I heard her speak, and I did not understand; what was so important about this boy to her anyways, and why did she want him here to look for her? Did she not want to be found out she was behind this whole setup to be? Despite that, I watched as she slipped off her hood, and exposed her face now, for the first time. Her hair was aqua in color with silver streaks in it, but her eyes were the most striking feature of her. Though her body had an innocent feel to it when looked upon, her eyes had a fierce, cold feeling within.

"Ohhh, I can finally get back at him for what he's done to me long ago… I never heard from the woman he was with previously, but she is not my concern… Dark Fire, servant of Death… I can finally extract my vengeance against you…" I heard her speak, and I sighed as looked away. Immediately, the hologram shut off; what she was doing I had no idea, nor did I care. Hmmm… But, she wants to see him… Perhaps, just maybe perhaps… I can get this meeting to work out… I'll even help him out to ensure she becomes one permanently, and will make him my right-hand man, the supporting role in this drama. Oh, Light Water… Your diligence will be dispersed when I get through with this…

~Meanwhile, with a certain ninja…~

I saw him fight since his arrival here, and I only just now saw him go in do have a shower. I just wondered though, did he remember me at all…? I've been purposely avoiding him up to this point, though he did catch a glimpse of me one night, which was due to my own mistakes. But, he made no attempts to chase after me or whatever; if he remembered me at all, he would've done as such.

Why did you end up changing your name, and why are you using a normal weapon instead of relying on a weapon partner like you used to? Dark… I remember you, I remember being your partner, you helping me become a Death Scythe, only to disappear in that vortex she created to leave me behind… I know you used me and killed my cousin, but you intentionally wanted to kill her back then. I've grown to forgive you for that, and ever since I've wanted to see you again since the day of your disappearance, hoping to see you again.

I was not invited to be a combatant, but Soul and Maka managed to sneak me in here, and so far, I've been avoiding the security around here. Thinking I was a part of this petty, and useless competition of who's the strongest, one of the security guards gave me one of these bracelets, without asking for identification. But, now, I'm avoiding everything up to this point. I really want to show you who I am, someday, but… I'm scared that you won't remember me, or even who you actually are. I was your weapon partner, we had gone through so much together, and, despite being gone for so long, to see you here, I know that you're done your mission.

I… I really want us to go back to when we were together… as really good friends. No, actually… I want you and I to become lovers again… I want us to be together again… I want to touch you, feel you, kiss you once again… and ensure that you're really there. At the same time, I want you to do those things with me, while hoping that you remember me in the process as well, Dark… I want us to be a whole again… I want to be your weapon again… I just want "us" to return to the equation, for the long seven months' time you've been gone.

Your home is at Death City, you're a student of the academy, and before you left, you were just beginning to be accepted by everyone, even Kid who saw you as unsymmetrical… Just, please… don't forget me…

I thought this all to myself as I sat on the rooftop of the building, after seeing through Dark's window without getting caught. I was his lover for the longest time he and I were together; I had accepted him sooner than anyone. The one fight against that white-haired man… I knew that was Dark fighting against him the moment I saw those markings on Dark's body. I had markings like that myself for the longest time, but it wasn't until I became a Death Scythe that I had to cope with them. After that, Dark took them to ensure I wouldn't deal with the pain again, but the thing was, those markings did not appear to be hurting him at all. Just what training had he gone through to control them where I couldn't? I don't know.

"Hey, there she is! Don't let her escape!" I heard the voice from behind me, and I was immediately on my feet and looking to the voice, and saw the few security guards making their way towards me, ready to apprehend me. But unaware to any of them, my other cousin had taught me the ways of a ninja's arsenal, and as such, I was able to use these techniques as well. I pulled one of my strands of hair, and it soon changed until it was a smoke bomb, which I tossed at my feet which blinded the officers. I didn't have time to deal with them, but they now know my face, so it wouldn't be long before posters will be up and about. I was able to get out of there, undetected by anyone, but, now my concern was Dark would see one of these posters, and know I'm here. And I simply cannot get up and leave easily, so in a sense, I'll always be on the run here, until this event is completely over…