A/N: Alright. I got a few OCs now. That's good. So... This chapter is to introduce some of them while I wait for more.

Really. I'm not strict on acceptance guidelines. At all. If you filled out the form, then your character is almost guaranteed to be accepted.

The characters are still really interesting, regardless. Enjoy.

I felt a dizziness pass through my skull as I exited the portal.

No matter how many times I passed through them, that feeling of sickness was not easy to get used to. Yet, apparently Shade has had enough practice to get used to the feeling. Tsk. I don't even think he's ever told anyone how long he's had his abilities.

As I feel my awareness return, I gaze about the room around me. The training hall: a place where we train our recruits. Or, at least where we would have. The growing Subspace Army has left significantly less amounts of newcomers than usual. Now, we're lucky to get just one.

"Ooh! Shade! Ariston! You guys are back!" I simply blink as a short girl runs up to us, one with curly brown hair tied together with a red ribbon, and a red and white striped shirt. She also has light brown skin and freckles. "I was worried sick about you guys!" she sighs.

"There is no need to worry, Cheyenne. We are both fine." Shade mutters. He turns his head slightly toward me. I can't really see through his mask, yet I am almost positive he is glaring at me.

Cheyenne is a character originating from the Earthbound, or Mother, series. While I did not know very much about her past, I did know that she was from the same hometown as Ness, traveling with him on one of his journies. I say 'one of', because it was not the original one that she was a part of. While I do not know the specifics, Cheyenne was from a supposed remake of the original Earthbound, included as a new party member. Or maybe it was some sort of reboot. I myself am not positive, yet she was definitely important enough to join Smash.

"Look." I mutter. "I already told you, I thought I was strong enough to take them."

Shade grumbles. "And I already told you. You have been told dozens of times of the dangers of Trophy Prisons. We have already lost many fighters to their security forces, and we do not need to lose you either."

I just roll my eyes and look the other way, prompting an awkward silence.

"So... I managed to get some new movies from Anna..." Cheyenne tries to break the silence. "I was wondering if you guys wanted to watch them with us..."

"I cannot. I have to work on battle tactics." Shade says, before opening a portal. Just before entering, he turns his head toward me. "Do not do anything foolish, Ariston."

Cheyenne and I blink as the portal eventually closes. She then turns her head toward me. "What about you?" she asks.

I groan. "Sorry Chey. I would, but I'm exhausted from that battle. Go see if Peach wants to watch one with you." I slowly pace toward the door, reaching out for the doorknob.

I quickly flinch in pain, looking over to spot a now open wound on my red shirt. The adrenaline must have kept me from noticing.

"Allow me to fix that." An elven girl with braided blue hair walks up to me. She has leather armor over a bright green tunic, with leather gauntlets covering both of her hands.

"GAH!" I jump up, once again cringing at the pain. "Varali! Please! Don't sneak up on my like that." I shake my head, lifting up my hand and holding it out to her.

She takes off one of her gauntlets, before placing her hand over my wound.

I stand and watch as the cut slowly closes. As it completely heals, Varali takes her hand off of my wound.

"Th-Thanks." I mutter.

"It is no problem." she mutters, before turning around and exiting the room.

Varali is a rather unusual girl. She is 17, originates from a Tactical RPG, and apparently has a sort of tragic past. Logically, she isn't very open about it. Heck, she doesn't even talk to anyone that much, save for Shade and a couple of others. But she has a sort of power to damage or heal people using her mind.

That being said, I can't help but think that her choice of clothing reminds me of someone. I'm not positive who, though.

I sigh, finally opening the door. I step into the hall, yet not before bumping into something else.

I look up at the large figure above me.

"K-Kyoreki." I mutter to the large Landorus standing above me.

"I see you have returned." I feel his eyes burning through me. "Do you still feel so fond of your choice?"

Kyoreki is a Landorus. A rather unusual one, at that. He has the appearance of a regular member of his kind, though he has a lantern on the edge of his tail, a blue scarf around his neck, and Japanese prayer beads around his wrist.

Now, his inclusion is a bit puzzling to me. I had been told by many that his actual species was introduced in one of the older generations of Pokemon, which causes me to question how he was included. He is supposedly a special form of Landorus, his presence made popular by his inclusion in various games and episodes in the television show.

As for his personality... It is... Intimidating. Like. Really. I don't understand. Everyone else I know says that he's really nice, yet... Yet he just always seems to strict and cold around me.

Now, I'm not the most likeable guy ever. I'm lucky Shade puts up with me, yet I still don't see why he is always so angry with me.

"N-No. I'm not feeling so good about my idea." I mutter, avoiding eye contact with him.

Kyoreki nods. "Shade was right, Ariston. It was foolish for you to get so cocky about your actions."

I shake my head. "Yes... I already got the talk from Shade. I just want to lie down right now."

He stares at me. "Fine." He eventually mutters. He seemingly vanishes from thin air, leaving space for me to get back down the hall.

I am honestly not sure of his arsenal of abilities. It's pretty diverse, though.

A groan escapes my lips as I reach my door. I turn the handle, tumbling into my room and onto my bed.

"Relaxation..." I mutter. "Finally."

I close my eyes, the comfort of sleep quickly overtaking me.

"H-Help... Me..."

I feel my head subconsciously rise up.

"W-What? Who said that?"

I see a glimmer of white appear in front of me, followed by a second voice.

"You must..."

My eyes dart around my surroundings. There is nothing but a sea of black.

"Free us..." a new voice mutters.

My eyes widen as a barrage of pleas storm my brain.

"You can do it."

"Please..."

"I have my faith..."

"C'mon!"

The amount of voices overwhelms me, yet I start to feel a wave of energy go through me.

"ENOUGH!" one voice booms over the rest.

I look forward, the white glimmer reappearing again.

I blink. Only then do my eyes widen in horror.

For that was not a simple light.

I turn around, quickly darting in the other and dashing away.

"Ignis!" I yell.

Nothing happens.

I panic, pushing my strength.

I look over my shoulder, spotting the large purple expanse pushing it's way toward me. I feel it's pull slowly tugging at my back.

The strength of the pull increases, eventually starting to pull me backwards.

I feel my feet pulled out from under me.

The void of Subspace quickly begins to swallow me.

And just as the darkness fully envelops me, I spot Shade, standing away and staring at me.

I try to reach my hand out, yet am pulled away.

A/N: Minor plot stuff.

Please, though. I need more OCs. To the reviewers that wanted to put in OCs. Go ahead. Send me the ideas. I am fine with them!

Oh, and to the people whose OCs I did include, did I mostly get them right? I want to be sure I am not changing your characters too much, if at all. I could go back and edit the chapter, if I wrote them wrong.

And to SANZOKU-RASSHU, yeah. I sort of had to give Kyoreki some of special ability. I opted for ninja-like disappearing, though any ideas from you wouldn't hurt either. (I'm also still waiting for that backstory.)

Anyways, keep the submissions flowing. I like as much diversity as possible.