Adella: Heyy guys! Sorry it to us so long to update, but I had to take some time to seriously characterize Adella.

Tarryn: And besides, we want to make sure this chapter is as good as the last two, so you enjoy it, and we wanted to make sure the OCs are exactly what you guys want! ^_^

Adella: Yup, we try to take time and effort to get them exactly right.

Tarryn: So sit back, relax, eat some cheese covered popcorn, and enjoy Chapter 3! Chapter Lists are in the previous Chapter for those who want to know when there OC will be in the story. ^_^

Adella: Parmesan cheese, FYI

Tarryn: Indeed. ^_^ A Super Smash Sister Specialty!

Adella: enjoy!

Tarryn: Bye! See you at the bottom of the page! ;)

DICLAIMER: WE OWN NOTHING! Except out own OCs ^^

In the woods- Third person P.o.v-

A bow and arrow whistled through the air, and it hit the target right on the bulls-eye. The girl who had just shot the arrow rode up elegantly on her horse, and grabbed the bow as she zipped past. Smiling a prideful, she turns her horse, Grace back towards the Hylian Castle; her lithe frame covered in a black cloak to make sure no one recognized her as the Princess of Hyrule. Since twilight had fallen, no one was allowed to say that she was a princess anyway, and she had stayed in hiding with her Mother. But the Twilight had been stopped days ago, and now she could ride freely, even though her mother still didn't want her to be recognized, in case someone with a grudge against the royal family decided to take her. Getting to the stables, she made sure Grace was safe in her stall, and then went inside the castle, where, surprisingly, her parents were waiting for her.

"Jasmine..." her mother began as she handed her a letter, stamped with an explosion. Opening the letter, a flash of light blinded her for a moment and the words 'Super Smash Brothers' bellowed throughout the castle.

Reading the letter, she gasped as she realizes that the letter was inviting her for a Super Smash Brother's tournament! Grinning, she faces her parents, who looked ecstatic for their daughter.

"You should go, sharpen your skills. Your cousins, Tarryn and Robin? They got invited too." Her mother's face broke into a smile, and Jasmine reached for\ward to hug them. "Thank you..." She was breathless. But she knew that her skills could always be sharpened, made better. And the fact that her cousins were coming made it better in itself. She decided to go pack, starting with her bow and arrows, and then her clothes. But then, she had a moment of doubt.

What if she wasn't good enough for the tournament?

What if...She shook the thoughts away, if her cousins could do it, so could she! Determination shone in her eyes as she packed a little faster, and then ran out, glad that she had been able to ditch the princess dresses a long time ago in exchange for an outfit more like her fathers. Heading for the stables, she took her horse and mounted her, deciding to go bareback. She had done it many times before, and it was more comfortable for longer rides.

Heading out, she was excited that she was going on to new and more exciting things and her skills would be perfected. Grinning, she gave an excited holler to the sky, and Grace neighed in response,

Looks like they were both excited and nervous, but were too high on adrenaline to care.

In Skyworld – Third-Peron P.o.v

Adella awoke early that morning, even for her and she was known to wake up hours before the other angels. She sat up on her bed, stretching out her tall, lithe body. She looked out her window next to her bed and determined that the angelic but soft glow of the sun that it was about five thirty. She rose from her bed, going to her closet to change out of her elegant nightgown and into a turquoise skirt that reached a couple of inches above her knee and matched her eyes exactly. Her mother always told her that the shade could only be found when the sun first peers out of the clouds. Then she pulled on a breezy white top that wrapped around quite like the one her father wears, finally pulling on gold wedges with straps that wrapped all the way around her calves.

Walking into the bathroom she brushed out her long, platinum blonde hair and decided to leave it down. She finished her look with teal eye shadow, eyeliner, mascara, blush, and pale pink lip gloss. She knew she was a bit of a girly girl, but it didn't really bug her. Because she felt that the better she looked, the more she looked like her mother. Both of her parents were still together, but more than often Rosalina has to go off on her starship to tend to the galaxies, leaving her father, Pit, and her in Skyworld.

Satisfied, Adella stepped out of her room and into the kitchen, where her father organized the tasks he must do for the goddess for the week. Adella sighed, knowing she would be left alone in the house for the week, seeing that she wasn't a full angel, so she couldn't walk around in Skyworld, because it required wings, which she had, but much too small for actual flight.

But she knew her father was doing what was right, though sometimes it was hard on her. Both of her parents battling for the greater good, while she herself was never given an opportunity.

"Hey dad," Adella said quietly, not wanting to disturb her father.

"Oh Adelaide!," Adella winced upon hearing her full name. "A letter came for you in the mail, and i must say, it woke me up awful early," Pit said with a bit of resentment but pushed it away with a light chuckle.

Adella walked over to read it; it had a stamp of an explosion on the front, giving her a sense of excitement and an accelerated heart rate.

Finally! She thought to herself after reading the letter, a way to prove herself. She ran quickly to her room to pack after light kissing her father on his cheek.

Army Camp – Third Person P.o.v

Zero tossed and turned in his bed. "Should've done more," He mumbled while reliving the painful images that was his past. "Let me help you," but he never could, they never let him.

His dream was interrupted by a loud noise, and when he opened his eyes he saw that someone had come inside his tent. He didn't know whether to thank him or tell him to get the heck out.

He shakily rose out of his bed, still feeling the blood covering his body. He sighed, they get worse every night. "What do you want?" Zero barked.

Sir, you need to come immediately for roll-call and mail." says one of the soldiers who didn't out-rank him, thus the sir, and salute him did before he left. "Well then leave me and let me get to It." he snapped, narrowing his eyes.

Zero quickly slipped on his black Spartan armor that he wears about every day. Taking a moment to feel the scar over his left eye, remembering that day. But shaking away every emotion and leaving it behind in his tent as he left for roll call.

Making sure his face was emotionless before he walked on, he marched off towards the center of camp. He still had nightmares about that day, but no one talked about it anymore, and he had to keep his thoughts to himself, because it was forbidden.

He had learned to be exactly like his father, but nothing like his mother, who loved a little too much. Seeing as she left them for another man after a few years. His father was never really the same after that; he had quickly enrolled Zero in military school, and told him never to love, because that is what weakens you. His thoughts continue as he stands in a line with the other soldiers, and he hear his own name and nods with a salute to show he's in the line, and it continues until the last soldiers name is called. Then, the mail comes around. Surprisingly, he actually had a letter today. Surprised, he takes it, and wonders who sent it when he sees the letter addressed with an explosion stamp.

After reading it, he looks around. Making sure it wasn't some sort of prank. He was extremely hesitant at first, but then realizing it as an escape. Maybe if he could remove himself from the scene and distracted himself, he could forget.

After realizing that no one was laughing, he reads it over again. Hmm, I think I should go...Especially if I forget. Deciding that he should go, he goes towards his captain and salutes him, then mentions about the letter. Being allowed to go, he stood there for a moment, taking in the fact that he was going to leave here.

The Woods- Third Person P.o.v

Having kept up the pace for at least a decent hour, Jasmine had decided to let Grace rest for a few minutes. She grazed nearby, and Jasmine watched her with kind eyes. Soon, Jasmine spots a little girl coming across the way, she was facing. She looked scared, and innocent, at least in respect to the man who was chasing her.

The man swiped at her, and Jasmine glared, but put her hood up upon the two's approach. "Hey, you give that back, thief!" The man shouts, and the girl, now looking very scared and afraid, turned around and held the bread up to her face. P-Please Mister, I only wanted to eat. I'm really hungry." he says sadly, and the man takes out a knife and aims it at the girl's throat. Jasmine got up angrily and took her bow in case, and approached the man. "And what makes you think that you can just kill her?" She says in a threatening voice.

The man turns, startled.

"Oh what's it to you, it's not your problem," he says, and Jasmine takes down her hood, revealing her tiara and the fact that she was the princess.

"It's my problem because you're hurting this little girl." She snaps as she raises her bow and arrow and made him pin against the tree. "Run, go, get out of here!" She shouts and the girl runs off, thanking her behind her shoulder. She nodded, and felt a feeling of pride overtake her. Maybe she did have the guts to go to Smash Mansion...Maybe she was strong enough. Going with a new confidence, she gives Grace a pat and then they take off at twice the pace, not looking back.

Back in Skyworld…

Sitting on her bed, with all her previous excitement gone, she twists around her yellow star earrings gifted from her mother, as she often does when she was nervous. Adella was worried, she wasn't well trained with many weapons, she was flexible and her wings could still make her jump high, but was that enough. She often missed her mother, who would always come home with motherly hugs, advice, and cookies made from star bits.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. It was her father, and he came and sat on the bed next to her.

"What if I'm not good enough to compete with anybody?" She asks in a whisper.

Of course you are!" Pit exclaimed. "You are your mother's child after all."

"I'm nothing like her," Adella said resentfully.

"Sure you are, you're the spitting image of her!" He said, gesturing his hands wildly. "And... I wasn't going to tell you this until you got older. But you also obtain some of her powers."

Then suddenly, Adella could feel her mother's presence inside her. She felt…different, somehow.

"And now you have this," Pit said, giving her his bow and arrow. "It's the same one I used when I went to the Smash Mansion."

Adella stared in awe of the bow and the light arrows. "Come on then," Pit said, changing the subject. You could tell he was said to see his daughter leave. "The goddess was kind enough to send you a portal to Earth, you know, that's where your mother was born." Standing up, Adella hurried followed her father to the portal.

And right before she went through, she could hear him faintly say: "I'll be watching, make us proud."

Back at the Army Camp…

Zero packed his things, making sure his army clothes were all packed and he knew that since he had no reason to stay here with the army. Besides, this Smash thing looked interesting enough. He would have a chance to prove himself, not that he couldn't already prove himself, and he would probably beat all of them with his arms tied behind his back.

On a last minute thought, he packed his dress uniform and the last of his weapons.

With his things all packed, he walked out and began to make his way through the camp, and most saluted him, because he was leaving, and it was a sign of respect that all soldiers knew well.

On his last step till being officially out of the camp, he took one last look at the camp that has admittedly been his whole life for the past years

With the showing of what little emotion he actually contained in his eyes, he saluted he camp, and then left, taking his last step, and then heading out in the direction of the Smash Mansion. He couldn't help but think about his parents for a moment.

Tarryn: WOW, that took awhile ^^'

Adella: Haha yeah, but I think this is one of our bests

Tarryn: Agreed! ^_^

Adella: But now that the invitations are soon coming to an end with only one more chapter to go, if you have an OC, pm me (0xunwrittenx0) with who you would prefer your OC to be in a relationship with(if that's what you want)

Tarryn: Or me, and I hope that you look forward to the next Chapter! By! R&R!

Adella: BYEE!