Gamer4 in. Well, here's the next chapter of my first crossover. I guess it's actually the first chapter since the last one was a prologue. One thing I have to say: when there are four Xs, the point of view is changing from Smash Bros. to Warriors. Okay, here we go.

Disclaimer: Remember when I said I'd tell you if I started owning Super Smash Bros. or Warriors? Well... I still don't! They still belong to Nintendo and Erin Hunter!

Chapter 1

The Beginning

"Oh, my head," Zelda moaned, getting up. She'd been blown back by the force of the spell, which was, apparently, more powerful than she'd thought. She stood, and thought she saw something moving in the corner of her eye, but when she looked around, nothing was moving. But there was something there.

Apparently, the spell had worked, because the three unconscious people lying in her room weren't smashers, and they hadn't been in her room before she'd cast the spell. The thing was, none of them was Midna. That's when she remembered when Crazy had come in, flying around like a maniac, picking up books and flipping through them. She wondered if that had anything to do with it. Then she remembered that he'd actually asked her about one of them: Warriors, The Darkest Hour. She saw it lying open on the bed.

No, she thought to herself, they can't be from that book. That book was about cats, not people. She remembered this because she remembered Mario being taunted for liking books about cats. These were people. She looked closer at one of them, wondering if she'd recognize them from some other book. His clothes were black as midnight, as was his hair, but his skin was pure white. Then she noticed his hands.

Aside from being whiter than natural, the hands weren't that different. It was what was on them that scared her.

Claws. Nightmare-on-Elm-Street-style claws were attached to this man's hands. "Like Freddy Crugar," she muttered, but the only thing unnatural about his skin was how white it was. She decided to go get one of the other smashers. She turned and left.

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As soon as she left, the person she'd just been examining stood up, lost his balance like he wasn't used to it, and fell on the bed. Well, he thought, what now? He'd been awake the whole time. He'd stood up just as that twoleg had woken up, and as soon as he realized she was awake, he'd gotten on the ground. It was lucky he was quick: he thought she'd seen him move, and he wasn't sure how well he could fight as a twoleg. When she came over, he thought that she'd seen him, but she'd just looked him over, gasped when she saw his claws, then left.

Well, he thought, I might as well leave while she's gone.

As he stood up unsteadily, he reflected that this wasn't normal at all. He'd been about to address the clan, when suddenly he'd found himself on the floor of a twoleg nest, and, moreover, turned into a twoleg. Before he went into the hall, he saw a piece of paper next to where the twoleg had been laying. He grabbed it and went into the hall, saw the twoleg who'd looked at him going down one way, and immediately turned and went the other. He came to some stairs and went down. When he reached the bottom, he saw a big door that was obviously the entrance... or exit. He went down and pushed it open, and left into the night.

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Zelda was going upstairs to the Master Hand's room. It was late enough for everyone to be in their rooms, but not so late that they'd all be asleep. When she got to his door, she hesitated. She might just be panicking over nothing. Being different wasn't the same as being evil, the Smash Bros. were living proof of that. Those claws didn't necessarily belong to an evil person, and as for how he looked, well, she herself had pointed ears like an elf, Ganondorf's skin was green, and Fox was an actual fox on his hind legs. And less than an hour ago, hadn't her room been invaded by a giant, flying, left-hand glove? If her only proof for the man being evil was that he looked different, it would be completely ridiculous for her to worry. In fact, compared to some of the smashers, pure white skin, midnight-black clothes, and claws strapped to the hands could be considered almost normal.

But she didn't really believe that the man she'd examined was good. She'd sensed something in him, something that she used to sense in Ganondorf: evil. As a matter of fact, she'd sensed more evil on him than she'd ever sensed on Ganondorf. It was that, more than how he'd looked, that made her sure that she should tell someone. And if she was telling someone, who better than Master Hand? She knocked on the door.

It swung open almost instantly. On the other side was something that looked a lot like the left-hand glove that had recently raided her room, except this one seemed calmer, and was a right-hand glove, instead of left. "Zelda?" he asked sleepily. "What is it?"

"Something's happened," Zelda responded.

"What?"

She told him how she'd tried to use the spell on Midna, how she'd been thrown backwards from the force of the spell, and how she'd seen the man with the claws and sensed evil coming from him.

"Take me there," Master Hand ordered. Zelda took him down the stairs and into her room. It was only when she got down there that she realized that the man with the claws was gone. Only the other two were there, still unconscious. "Where is he?" Master Hand asked.

"I don't know," said Zelda honestly. "He was here when I left."

"Is it possible that he was faking being unconscious?"

"Maybe, but would that mean that these two are faking it too?"

"I don't know," the Master Hand responded. Zelda went to the two unconscious people. As she bent over, she realized that one of them, the one dressed in gray, had a sword that he hadn't had when she left. As she leaned closer, the other one, dressed in orange, jumped up, shoved her down, and picked up another sword from the closet. As he was doing this, the one dressed in gray jumped up too, and drove the Master Hand into a corner. The one dressed in orange did the same with Zelda, driving her into the same corner as the Master Hand. That's when the orange one spoke.

"Alright, don't move! My name is Firestar, and you're going to tell us where we are right now!"

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Author's note: Oh, boy, what's going to happen now? Please R&R. Constructive criticism allowed, no flames please. Gamer4 out.