Square 4
Disclaimer: Yeah… there not mine
I have not forgotten any of my fics, I remember all of them. Just being able to do something with them is a different matter entirely.
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"Okay Peach, are you ready?" Samus asked, donning her armour once more and aiming her arm cannon at the Mushroom Kingdom's princess.
"I can do this… I can do this." Peach told herself over and over, trying to control her breathing
"Right. I'll slow down the velocity and negate the homing feature so you'll have plenty of time." The mercenary explained
"I can do this…"
"Good."
"Wait, I didn't say I was ready yet!" Peach squeaked as Samus launched a slow missile. Time seemed to slow down as the missile approached her, not sure of what to do, she pulled out her parasol and ducked, as the explosive projectile flew above her head.
"Okay, you dodged it, but you didn't follow up, that's what we've been working on. Evasion is all well and good but if you can't capitalise on an opening your opponent will keep attacking."
"So when will it be my turn to attack?" Peach asked.
"You don't get a turn, you just attack whenever."
"But if there attacking how am I supposed to…"
Samus cradled her visor with the palm of her hand. They should be way beyond this by now, past the constant questioning and having to hold their hands, the preliminary rounds were in nine days time and neither of them had favourable match-ups. Zelda drew Kirby in the first round and Peach had drawn Bowser. Kirby despite looking like a ball of chewing gum with two shoes attached actually managed to place second in the initial tournament and Bowser… didn't exactly look like a pushover, which was more than could be said of Peach right now.
It was a shame really, from someone who Samus thought had her few roles in life devoted to either baking cakes, looking pretty, or being kidnapped, Princess Peach Toadstool had come a long way. By now she could probably dodge a full speed missile if it wasn't a homing variety, had a passable swing with a frying pan and a golf club, could slap hard enough to actually hurt slightly and had some basic knowledge of what to do if someone grabbed a hold of her arm instead of falling prey to RPG cliché number 148*
*Your average female RPG character carries a variety of deadly weapons and can effortlessly hack or magic her way through armies of monsters, killer cyborgs, and mutated boss creatures without breaking a sweat. She may be an accomplished ninja, a super-powered secret agent, or the world's greatest adventurer. However, if one of the game's villains manages to sneak up and grab her by the Standard Female Character Grab Area (her upper arm) she will be rendered utterly helpless until rescued by the hero.
The problem was, she had trouble combining the knowledge of all the different techniques into a style that could actually be used in a fight.
Zelda was… a little better in that respect, managing to find that if she used magic to supplement her physical attacks it would make her much more effective, although she struggled a little more at evasion, relying mostly on the ability to teleport above her which Samus noted, made her unable to defend herself until she hit solid ground to regain her bearings and describing the whole process as somewhat disorientating.
But there was something more in each of them, a hidden potential that needed to be unlocked. Whether Peach's potential was hidden under her general incorruptible-pure…pureness…stuff or not was up for debate and it was clear that she hadn't had any experiences of fighting and preferred to be taken away without getting so much as a boo-boo.
However Master Hand's words about the two rang in her ears "one of them kind of has some, but hasn't had any in another way" What did he mean by that? Link knew something, but it must have been tied to the period of time that he didn't want to mention, that meant there was only one person here she could ask.
"Umm…Sammy?" Peach asked after the Chozo warrior seemed to have zoned out for a while.
"I'm fine, just try the exercise again with Zelda then the other way around when you get the hang of it, with her using her fireball magic and you using…" Peach plucked a small turnip out of the floor, and tried throwing that, it travelled a bit of distance before rolling on the floor. "Fine, whatever."
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"Look, Mister Dragmire, I understand your concern but the limiter is not something that can be removed at will. It is in place for the good of the paying customers." Master Hand explained, he was making a habit of these and soon he would be able to publish books on the matter. Imagine the title 'dealing with abstract complaints about balancing issues – by M. Hand' but as of now they were still wearing away the very fabric of his sanity.
"This is absurd! I will not stand for this indignation." The Gerudo shouted, banging his fist against the now reinforced desk.
"Unfortunately that's not going to happen, as seen in your contract: section C sub-section 10." The glove stated, producing and holding up a large wad of paper which was snatched immediately by Ganondorf who skimmed through the pages until he found the term in question. "As you can see the limiter does not just affect you, it effects everyone albeit in different ways, the only way to remove it would to have a unanimous vote to remove it. A vote I have the power to veto as stated in sub-section 24."
"Blast you and your infernal trickery, your days are numbered I assure you and when that limiter is removed you shall feel the true power of the gods!"
"Thank you, come again." Master Hand dismissed the thief king who had no option but leaving in a huff, he thought about attacking the hand but then instantly thought Perhaps I should spend my time more wisely securing the most luxurious room in this new mansion then extending my contract to ensure the life of luxury. Wait, since when did I, Ganondorf, start thinking like that? I should be ruling Hyrule since that green stain and the brat are here Its too bad I have to check the timetables to find who is my opponent for my first match in the tournament before moving on to do just that with a slightly vacant expression.
Now that he was alone, Master Hand decided it was prime time to test the new office surround sound, putting in a random CD into the player and dropping the metal disturbance-proof shields that surrounded the office before pressing the play button.
There was a very loud banging noise in time with a drum beat, as he realised that this was his Ozzy Osbourne CD with a great selection of tracks and *gunshot*
The author apologizes for the cheap plug for Ozzy merchandise; the narrator responsible has been fired.
Noticed that the banging noise was louder then it should have been, then he noticed that the metal door cover had a small hole in it.
"Door's broken." Said Samus as she tore through the steel alloy shields as though they were made of paper and stepping into the office.
"I noticed."
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The Author apologizes for the shattering of the fourth wall and the general low quality in this chapter, the author responsible has been fired. Wait…that's me! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!