Time for the arc of the two biggest badasses Smash Bros. has to offer. Get ready for some seriously awesome moments and witty dialogue. That's always an excellent combo, isn't it?

Chapter 45:Enter the Warzone

"Why do you smoke those things?"Ganondorf asked Snake, leaning against a building with his arms crossed as the mercenary stood in a dark alleyway, leaning against the wall just around the corner and smoking his cigarette."From what I've heard, they practically decimate your lungs."

"You heard right,"Snake replied calmly, flicking the cigarette lightly to remove a few excess ashes."But they're damn good at relieving stress, I'll tell you that."He coughed a bit.

Ganondorf 'hmphed', smirking in amusement."If you say so."

"Want one?"Snake offered, holding out a carton of the cancer sticks for the dark wizard to see.

"No thanks. I prefer to keep my lungs smoke-free,"Ganondorf said wryly.

"Good call. More for me, anyway."

"Even if they do relieve stress as you say, you seem completely aware of just how much damage they do to you."

"My job's a helluva lot more dangerous than these things can be."

"Heh. Fair enough."

Ganondorf suddenly turned his head, peering into the distance with narrowed eyes."Hmm. I believe our ride is here."Snake blinked at this, then walked out of the alley while dropping his still-lit cigarette in a metal container of some kind, which he quickly stored away while looking in the direction Ganondorf was looking, seeing nothing but (mostly) blue skies. Reaching into his utility belt, Snake pulled out a pair of binoculars and looked through them. Even then, he was only able to barely make out something in the air, which he guessed was Otacon approaching in a chopper.

"Either you've got some damn good eyesight or some sort of sixth sense,"he remarked."If I had to guess, I'd say he's still about a mile and a half away. How'd the hell you know he was coming?"

The gerudo rolled his eyes."Oh, come now, man. You live in a Mansion on another world with several magical swordsmen, three of whom are all basically the same person, a yellow mouse that can summon thunderstorms, a blue hedgehog who can break the sound barrier by just running, and a godsdamned pink blob who can literally inhale anything that isn't nailed down, and you're questioning how I can sense someone approaching from great distances?"

"Eh, call me a hypocrite,"Snake shrugged, putting the binoculars away. It was another minute of waiting before the two could clearly see and hear the chopper approaching, and the Evil King grimaced in disdain as the large air vehicle landed not too far away.

"What an unpleasantly loud machine,"he said just loud enough for Snake to hear.

"Yeah, but it'll get you where you need to go,"the mercenary said."Now just let me do the talking. Otacon knows about the Smash Brothers Organization, but you're not exactly Mr. Approachable."

"Nor would I want to be,"Ganondorf replied boredly. The two reached the side of the chopper and looked inside to see a young man with short, messy black hair, a pair of thick glasses, and a grey overcoat.

"It's great to see you, Snake-Whoa..."He blinked in surprise when he saw Ganondorf staring at him."Wow. I know you said you had another passenger, but..."

"He's not what you were expecting, huh?"Snake smirked, amused by the stunned and just slightly scared expression on his old friend's face.

"Heh, no, not really,"Otacon muttered as the two boarded.

"Just don't do anything to irritate me and we'll get along just fine,"Ganondorf rumbled, taking a seat in the back as Snake sat next to Otacon, who audibly gulped.

"That's not really helping,"Snake remarked as they took off, putting on a pair of headphones Otacon handed to him.

"Don't care,"the Gerudo grunted, eyes closed and arms crossed. As they began to fly in the direction Otacon came from, he and Snake began to converse.

"So, Snake, what brings you back to our world?"he asked, glancing at the bearded man.

"Well, long story short:There's a new crazy guy at the mansion with amnesia, the Subspace is back and wants his head, nobody knows why, and we were all sent to the different worlds to check out a bunch of disturbances,"Snake calmly summarized, taking out his previous cigarette and taking a puff of it.

"That's the general gist of it, at least,"Ganondorf added, not looking up.

Otacon blinked in surprise."Huh. Okay, then."He frowned thoughtfully."Come to think of it, we have been noticing some abnormal activity coming from...certain places you're familiar with, Snake."

Snake glanced at Otacon with a frown."And what places would those be?"

"Uhhh...Shadow Moses Island would be one of them,"Otacon said carefully. Ganondorf curiously glanced up at this, recognizing that name as Snake's stage while the mercernary pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation.

"Seriously?"he deadpanned."Of all places, Shadow Moses is the first one you decide to tell me? I just can't get away from that damn place, can I?"

"What is your story with this Shadow Moses Island you speak of?"Ganondorf asked."All I know of it, which isn't much, mind you, is from what I've gathered from the stage Master Hand created, as well as the conversations you tend to have in the middle of fights there with this whelp and those other two friends of yours."

"Whelp?"Otacon asked, feeling a bit offended.

Snake couldn't help but chuckle."Sorry, but that's one point for Ganondorf."He glanced back at Ganondorf."Anyway, I hope that seat's comfortable, cause this is gonna take a while."

XXXX

End of Chapter

Finally, after WAAAY too long, I've managed to update this story. About damn time, right? I know it's short, but it's just the introductory chapter for this arc.