Well, from a nice evening to a not so nice night. I'm really feeling for Sheik. That's exactly what Shulk would say (although he hasn't really shown up in the story. Sorry Shulk fans).

That evening Sheik had trouble getting to sleep. She wanted to tell Marth, knowing he would probably be helpful, but she hated to think of someone finding her dead body stuffed in a closet, and only weeks after her murder. Her skin would be gray and her body decomposing and rotting…

Sheik shut her eyes tightly and opened them with a gasp when the only image in her mind was a gray corpse in a closet. She jerked the lamp string to turn it on and it broke. With a stifled scream she leapt up and back, banging her skull on the bed's headboard, and smacking her ankle on the edge of the nightstand as she flung herself out of bed and slammed on the ceiling fan's light.

The light took away all fear and she had never been more afraid of the dark then at that point. Gasping for breath she scolded herself for her fears, but made no move to sleep. She didn't trust her phone in order to call or text Marth. It might be bugged as well. But curfew was over and if she left her room now she could get in trouble, but…

Sheik, slipping on a mask, opened her door and crept out into the hall, calmly shutting it behind her. Bare feet making no noise on the carpet she padded over to the stairs and hurried up them on tip toes.

She hastily tapped in "Marth" on her phone's screen. His name appeared and she tapped on it. He was on the very top floor and she stifled a groan before continuing up, around and around and around. Her steps were lagging by the time she reached the top, panting slightly.

She turned off her phone, and stepped out into the hall, creeping forward, her eyes wide as they glanced left and right.

She stopped in front of 134 and swallowed. How on earth was she supposed to get in without knocking? Her heart was beating fast and she tentatively tapped on the door, instantly pressing her back against the wall, trying to steady her breathing.

There was a shuffle and the door was opened. Marth poked his head out of the doorway, looking first left, and then right. His eyes widened and he stumbled backwards as he spotted Sheik. She didn't wait for an invitation and dashed into his room, shoving him in in front of her, and closing the door hastily.

"Sheik! What are you doing? We could get excommunicated from brawl! Women aren't allowed in the men's rooms, period. And it's past curfew.' His face bore incredulity and she swallowed and looked hard at him.

"Marth, I had to talk to you."

Marth shook his head. "No, Sheik. Get out."

"Please!"

"No."

"Marth, at least let's go outside and far, far away from this mansion. I'm scared I'm going to get killed."

He now looked worried and cocked his head, squinting at her. "Killed?"

"I got a threat in the mail."

Marth sighed. "What'd it say?"

"I can't tell you…" Sheik buried her face in her hands and burst into tears. "I've ruined it," she sobbed. "I know I have. Probably every single room is bugged and now they're going to kill me and stuff me in a closet."

Marth took her by the shoulders, shaking her a little. "Sheik! Get a hold of yourself. I'm not going to let anyone kill you."

"You can't do anything to stop them."

"But I will do all in my power," he answered back, giving her a hug.

She clung to him briefly, glad for his strength, and then took a step back, wiping her eyes and glaring to keep herself from crying again. "The note said I should stay out of other people's businesses or I'd have trouble."
"That's not a death threat," said Marth. "You can be thankful for that. Any idea of who sent it?"

"Yes, but it's pure speculation. Either Wii Fit Trainer or one of the Hands."

"Why?"

"Because Crazy Hand said that he and Master Hand had come about when the authorities, whoever they may be, had caused a male wii fit trainer to grow and then cut off his hands. I don't know if he was lying or not or just crazy, but… Well, then Wii Fit Trainer, the girl, started acting suspicious. I told Peach about this and she accidentally mentioned this male wii fit guy at lunch and Wii Fit Trainer overheard and, right after lunch, I got the letter that said that…" Sheik suddenly felt as if all of her points against the Hands and the Trainer were dumb and not at all logical.

Marth was squinting and rubbing his chin with his hand. "Okay. Interesting. Anyone else you cant think of that would send you a note like that?"

"No. No one hates me as far as I know. I hate Wario, but I don't think he hates me, and I didn't meddle in his business at all."

"Could it be Link? You and him were yelling at each other today."

"Yes, but after the letter."

"But you didn't seem to be on the best of terms before, were you?"

"No…. The envelope of the letter was addressed from my parents, so it had to be someone who knew where they lived."

"Tri Force. That's easy. Everyone would at least guess that."

"Only Ganondorf, Link, and Zelda actually know the address. And the authorities," she continued, her eyes widening. "Because I lived with my parents, so that was the address I gave them in my Super Smash Bros application form!"

Marth sat on his bed and began writing in a notebook. Sheik racked her brain for more information that might have alluded her.

"I can assure you it's not Ganondorf," she said. "I highly doubt Zelda, and I don't think it's Link either, just because… I know them."

"According to Ganondorf, you weren't exactly well known in Tri Force by anyone. You didn't have any friends. You think you could have gained enemies?"

"Ganondorf told you that? What the…!"

"Hey, Marth," came a muffled voice outside his door. "Anyone in there with you?"

Marth and Sheik both froze as they recognized Ike's voice, and Sheik gulped and looked desperately at Marth, who swallowed, took a deep breath, and answered. "Just watching a video on my phone! I'll turn it down! Sorry. By the way, it's past curfew."

"I know," said Ike, chuckling. "I was just wondering. And by the way, you don't have to feel awkward about talking to your girlfriend."

Marth turned a pale white while his cheeks lit up; red. "My who?" he exclaimed, leaping up.

"That girl from Emblem. Weren't you talking with her on the phone just now?"

"I wasn't!" snapped Marth, his face slowly returning to normal. "And she's not my girlfriend. She's just a regular friend. Now you're getting on my nerves."

Ike chuckled again. "Well, well." There was silence behind the door and the two looked at each other, unsure if Ike had really gone, or was waiting for them to begin talking again.

Marth pulled out a paper and pen and handed it to Sheik. She scribbled one word. "Girlfriend?"

He read it, snatched the paper out of her hands, and wrote: Be serious! as he glared at her.

She nodded and wrinkled her brow.

Sheik: I defeated Peach in a brawl, but I don't think she'd ever do something like that.

Marth: Me either.

Sheik: I defeated Corrin M. U know him better than I do.

Marth: Naw. He's not like that.

Sheik: I defeated Lucina.

Marth: Definitely not. She's too sweet.

Sheik tried not to smile and nodded. Then she shrugged at him.

Marth: Are u still worried someone will kill u? That note might have been a gag something from Wario who found out from Link what ur address was.

Sheik shook her head.

Sheik: I don't think so. I'm not as nervous just knowing someone else knows. Maybe u could go visit both Hands tomorrow. Just see if you find anything suspicious.

Marth nodded.

Marth: OK. Problem now. How are u going to get back?

Sheik: To my room? Ask Ike if he's still there.

"Ike?" Marth called tentatively. There was no answer.

Marth motioned for Sheik to hide behind the bed and he cautiously opened the door. She poked up her head and he nodded at her. "Coast clear"

Leaping over his bed, she landed softy, gave him a smile that showed in her eyes, and slipped out and back to her room.

It was late, but she still had trouble going to sleep. Her eyes stayed open until black clouds enveloped them and the next thing she knew, her alarm was ringing to wake her up.

At lunch Sheik, prepared to sit by Marth, thought better of it, and sat by Peach and the girls.

Peach was unusually quiet and she didn't smile at Sheik.

"What's wrong, Peach?" Robin F asked, cocking her head.

"Nothing," the princess answered.

"Liar," contradicted Corrin F.

"You're not your normally bubbly self," added Rosalina.

"I just had a hard night," said Peach, shrugging.

"So did I," murmured Sheik.

Peach glanced at her and stood, tossing her half filled plate in the trash, and exiting the hall. Sheik stood, did the same, and followed.

"I have to go to the bathroom," said Peach quietly, not looking behind her. But Sheik knew that the princess was aware she was following her.

Inside the women's restroom Peach faced her. "No one's in here and I had to tell you!"

"What?" Sheik asked anxiously, taking the gloved hands in her's.

"I got a death threat."

"What?" Sheik's heart began pounding. "A serious death threat?"

Peach pulled a piece of paper from inside her glove and handed it to Sheik, her hand shaking.

"Read it," the princess ordered, her voice a whisper.

"'Stop associating with Sheik, or you will be counted as dangerous as she is. And killed.'"

Sheik's breathing almost stopped and she looked around, her red eyes meeting her own in the mirror. She gulped.

"Okay. Don't worry, Peach. This just shows that I'm the main target. And I can handle it. I already talked with Marth and he's going to pay the Hands a visit this evening, so we'll see what happens after that. Obey the threat, kay? Don't assume they'd never go that far. Even now it could be dangerous. Go."

Peach nodded, gave Sheik and impulsive hug, and said, "Keep the threat. I don't need it reminding me." She blinked back tears, whispering, "I'm so scared." Then she hurried out. Sheik waited for five minutes before following.

In the Announcing Room the team brawls were announced and Sheik found, to her terror, that she was paired with Marth against Wii Fit Trainer and Ike.

Marth looked slightly worried, but he didn't show any other sign of apprehension and Sheik, her stomach sick with fear, followed him into the portal as calmly as she knew how.

It was terrifying; the brawl. Ike's face showed no sign of being his amiable self. Sheik was sure the brawl wasn't a coincidence. Was it possible that Ike was on the Hands' side? Or maybe they had chosen him for this brawl because they knew he was strong and became a sort of monster during fights.

She let Marth fight Wii Fit Trainer and focused her energies on Ike, dodging his swings and gaining hits, determined not to let the small amounts of damage she inflicted make her grow bored.

"It'll build up slowly," she muttered to herself. She was fast enough to absorb a heart before he did and nodded confidently as she began attacking him again.

Ike finally caught her in his hand and stomped on her with a roar, following her, as she exploded upwards, with his sword. He tossed it up, his voice rumbling, "Aether," as the sword blade caught her and she fell down to be crushed underneath it. She activated her shield as he attacked again, and he passed her, turning to charge another attack. She readied her own and let it loose before he could begin his; spinning around, her feet kicking him with a terrific smack in the face. Another smack behind her showed that she had caught Wii Fit as well.

The woman stumbled backwards right into Marth, who grabbed her, tossed her into the air, and followed it up with a sword slice that sent her flying from the stage.

Marth and Sheik cast each other small smiles, and both rushed at Ike, who recklessly swung his sword, roaring with anger, and sent them both hurling back. But the muscled man was doomed, and Sheik leapt over him, kicked him into Marth, who hit him back into Sheik, who hurled her needles, and he fell from the stage. Sheik followed him down and couldn't help herself as she shouted, "Take this!"

With a downward kick she sent him shooting to his loss and regained the edge of the stage as she and Marth dissolved into the portal.

The second team brawl Sheik lost, but she didn't care. Kirby and Meta Knight defeated her and Shulk, and she didn't care. She was scared and happy at the same time. She had showed whoever had set up that ridiculous brawl that she could fight for herself and she had defeated Ike and… and she was in danger every moment of getting slaughtered.

She just made friends with Marth too. Sheik, thumbs up girl, proud of you! He, he, I'm weird.