Tarryn: Welcome to Chapter 4! Sorry it took so long to update, but we were busy and stuff happened. We'll update sooner next time, promise! Adella is at the end of the Chapter, but she had to go before we could type this up, so just read and enjoy! R&R!

DISCLAIMER: WE OWN NOTHING IN THIS CHAPTER!

In the woods behind Ike's Castle…

The light streaked through the trees that lead to an outdoor training arena, equipped with targets on trees and an arena suited for training in battles. That was what is happening now; a blue haired girl was busy fighting with one of the guards from the royal palace. This was because, this girl was a princess, but she didn't like to be called or served as such. She enjoyed living life outside of palace walls, alone in the woods behind the palace, but with guards near-by. The girl, named Ceska, sent out a sharp kick, hitting the guard in the ribs, sending him down, but he retaliated by getting up and striking her in the forearm, causing her to howl in pain. But she takes out her own sword, and prepares for a counter-attack.

Fire burned behind her eyes as she struck out with her sword, but it clashed with the guards. The guard then ducked and struck her shin-guards, and she leaped back, but quickly delivered a kick straight to the rib-cage. An 'Oomph' sound came from the guard as he went straight to the ground.

A gasp escaped her, and she hoped that she hadn't hurt the guard. But the guard got up in a matter of moments, and she knew that there was a reason that they protected her, and the castle her father called home.

"Very good, Ceska." The guard says as he nods to her, brushing the dirt from his uniform. Ceska nods and gives a "Thanks," before she and the guard are sent back from an explosion igniting the air around them with light and winds strong as a Tornado.

'Super Smash Brothers' rang through the air as Ceska gets up with a grunt. "What's this all about?" She wonders aloud as she approaches the spot where the explosion had occurred. She sees a letter with, ironically, an explosion postage stamp. Opening the letter with her pocket knife, reads it over carefully, one time, and again. "Hmm, sounds interesting." She murmurs. "A good way for me to prove myself as more than just a little prissy girl, like all of those other princesses." she grumbles, hating the stereo-types that most princesses had. It was one of the reasons why she lived alone.

Going inside her cottage, she grabs her bag full of clothes and things, and then her guard offers his horse for her. Thanking him, she mounts the graceful beast and then takes off at full-speed, determined to get to the Mansion first.

Training Rom in Marth's Castle…

Jaydee was inside the training room that her father built especially for her inside his castle. All of the equipment there was made and adjusted to her skills. She let out a deep growl from the back of her throat as she battled with her father. Back and forth they fought. Her father, Marth, was incredibly hard to beat. She fought more defensively, while her father was more of an attacker. She moved light on her feet, dodging all attempts to hurt her. Jaydee's brows furrowed, she just realized at the pace they were going, her father was bound to strike her before she could stop the attack. With one last final effort, she dove in whole-heartily and switched from defensive to offensive. She focused so hard, she wasn't even fazed by the large eruption that shook the very room.

But another thing could be said about her father, who for a split second looked away, distracted. But that was all she need; she smirked with satisfaction at the sound of his sword skidding across the floor. "Don't worry dad, maybe if you work really hard, someday you will be able to beat me," she said sarcastically.

Ignoring her, Marth trudged upstairs to find out what had caused the interruption.

Quickly hurrying behind her father up the stairs, they both came up to the top to see her stepmother, Peach, holding a letter with an explosion on the stamp.

'"Look Jaydee! This came in the mail especially for you!" Peach said all cheery. While Samus was Jaydee's real mother, her parents got divorced and the remarried to other people.

"Did you hear the big explosion too?" Peach asked.

'No Peach, " Jaydee responded sarcastically. "I didn't hear, because I'm deaf."

Peach pouted, but Jaydee didn't really care. Peach tried too hard, and was annoying. Jaydee snatched the letter from Peach's hand and ran upstairs to read it in private.

After rereading the letter several times to make sure it was real, she quickly packed up her things and went down to the main floor. "Well, I'm leaving." Jaydee said with resolution.

Her father nodded, but not being able to take it, he ran over and hugged her tight, saying, "I'll miss you."

"You won't miss me," She teased. "You'll just miss me kicking your butt all the time." But Jaydee's heart was filled with sadness at leaving him.

Peach just stood there awkwardly, not quite knowing what to do.

She settled for a handshake as Jaydee walked out the door and mounted one of her father's horses. Blowing both of them a kiss, she rode on the Smash Mansion.

On the Racetrack…

Hoards of people from all over the galaxy were gathered around a ridiculously long track, and a restless vibe surrounded them as they took their seats. All of them of different races and from every planet, most of which normal humans didn't even know about. They might hate each other as soon as they left this place, but for now all of these creatures were gathered together, under one roof for one reason: Racing.

The smell of gasoline and burnt rubber wafted into Lexis's nose. She wore her red racing gear that matched her bmw m3 convertible, but waited to put on her helmet till last minute. Walking around before the race she saw all types of aliens and foreign machines that were entered in the race. Some gave her a headache just looking at it, because they were of a color not introduced to Earth yet.

A booming voice soon hushed the roaring crowd as they all took their seats.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to the race of the century! It's going to be a big day for these two racers, so let's get them introduced! First out of the gate is the proud Son of King Roy, the man with no emotion, Shadow-Night!" Roars of raucous applause soon consumed the quiet crowd as the man stepped out, waving to the crowd, but his ever constant solemn face didn't move a muscle, and emotion traced in his eyes. His brown hair was slightly ruffled from his morning practicing, but he didn't seem to mind. If you looked deep down, you would realize that he was actually sort of happy about being able to race today. Of all of things that his father had suggested he do in order to get out more and not be a stick in the mud, racing was his favorite. The adrenaline felt good, and he was always happy to beat someone foolish enough to think they could beat him. Not paying attention to his female fans who were trying to get a chance to touch him, he admired his car. It was slick and black with a red stripe going down, but not reaching the turbo that was necessary for today's race. It matched his outfit, which was different than his usual ninja outfit, it was actually a leather racing suit that was still black with red lacing up the sides. Sighing as he got out of the suffocating feeling the crowd gave him, he reached his car, and waited for his opponent as she was introduced. She would be an easy opponent, or so he assumed, even if she was the adopted daughter of Captain Falcon.

"And next," boomed the anonymous voice. "We have the adopted daughter of Captain Falcon, we have Lexi!" As Lexi stepped out from the waiting room the crowd fell silent. And she smirked, although it was impossible to see through her helmet. She hopped into her convertible and squeezed the steering wheel. She laughed out loud. It would be fun to show up the stuck up boy. The countdown had begun.

Five, the engines revved

Four, the lights on the huge screen came to life as the announcer said the voice, and the engines once again revved up.

Three, the anticipation was high. Lexi took a deep breath, "For dad."

Two, Shadow-Night gulped, nerves coming and disappearing in matter of seconds, the emotion leaked into his eyes, but for a second, and he blinked it away.

One, she would show them. She would show them all. By the time the race was over, the crowd would be screaming her name.

The two cars shot out of the starting gate, the turbo kicking in so the gravity-defying parts of the track wouldn't affect the cars.

It was a pretty close race for the first few laps, seeing as that's when you get your bearings, a feel for the track. But around the 10th lap, Shadow-Night took the lead and shot a few yard ahead of Lexi. He sighed; this was as predictable as all of the other races he's been in. No fun at all.

Around her, everything was a blur, it took everything she had to focus on just the road ahead as her hair whipped wildly behind her. She had noticed that Shadow night was a few yards ahead of her, she sneered, right where she wanted him. She drew in to the outsides of the road to cut him off, she put all the weight she had on the gas pedal and hoped it was enough. It was. They were head to head neither car going ahead of the other then more than a couple inches.

Shadow-Night quickly increased his speed as he saw the girl coming closer. Tch, Captain Falcon's adopted daughter, eh? Must be why she can't race. He thinks as he glares ahead, taking one look out at the crowd. None of them looked particularly interesting...well, except one of them. She was cloaked in all black, but when she looked up, she had bloody red eyes that seemed to pierce right into his soul; He gave them a second look, but then refocused on the road ahead. But the road was gone, and now all he could see in front of him is the guard-rail! His car slammed into the wall, then spun and hit the other side harshly before he panicked and got the car's turbo to turn off, his arm being held back by the typhoon-like winds that shoved its force on him like a racehorse. When he stopped, he stayed where he was, a bit dazed by this unlucky change in events.

Lexi heard a noise then looked over to Shadow night and laughed. Son of Roy, she thought, must be why he can't handle machines. She turned back to face the front, and then she smiled, Almost to the finish line. She felt confident of her victory, she started to relax and let out a sigh. Suddenly a huge explosion came from what seemed to be her back seat. Taken aback, she screamed as she quickly swerved over as the tires screeched on the pavement, and she heard the awful sounds of her beautiful car crashing into the guardrails. The airbags came undone in a flash. If she hadn't had her seat back she would've been smothered. Lexi groaned, she was going to have to sit out on the races until she got her car fixed, and s e could feel a major head ache coming on.

Shadow-Night gave a low groan as he got out of his car, and took off his helmet, and shakes his head vigorously. 'Shoot that was probably the stupidest thing I've ever done! He rolls his eyes and then hears the announcer's voice ringing through the thick, smoke-filled air. "He's alright folks! Shadow-Night escaped from his car, and he's alive!" The crowd roars, just as a huge explosion blinded him in its white light. He coughed, and then realized that his car had been not only devastated by the crash, but by this explosion too! A vein twitched on his head in anger, but he didn't say a thing. His thoughts, however, showed a different story.

My car! The only thing that I actually liked! Destroyed! No emotion played in his eyes, a much practiced behavior, as he made his way over towards his car. Checking for anything worth salvaging, he grabs the turbo, which had only a couple dents, and that's when he spotted the letter. Eyebrows furrowing, he reached down to pick up the letter, and began to read it over a couple of times, and, in truth, to make sure he wasn't being totally duped.

Shaking his head, he threw down the letter, not really caring as of this moment, and then went back to his car, which had been reduced to nothing but scrap metal. Sighing, he walked over towards the stands, his fists evident that he had a bone to pick with a certain fan.

Shadow-Night was just about to go into the stands and confront the person who had caused him the race, but before he could, he was grabbed from behind and turned around. Prepared to strike, he faced the person, but then realized it was Lexi.

First Lexi was afraid of a scene, but after Shadow Night noticed it was her, he gradually softened a bit. "Hi, I never shook you hand to commemorate a good race" She said confidently as she stuck out her hand.

Shadow-Night awkwardly shook the hand of his competitor, not sure how he should react. "You too." he says in his brows furrowing once again.

Lexi let out an airy laugh. "Yeah, yeah it was. If you need someone to fix it for you, I can"

Shadow-Night quickly clenched his fist again. "I don't need anyone's help. Besides, it shouldn't be that bad to fix." He said in his mono-tone voice. "That sure was one wreck." he says, looking at the car. "It's just a scratch." he murmurs, lying through his teeth, considering he could fix a car, but not a car that looked this bad.

Lexi looked at him, bemused. "Okay..."

He walks away, not wanting to talk anymore, and looks for the stranger with the black cloak...but the stranger was gone. Sighing, he returns to his car, and finds another letter, the first one having been burned, or so he presumed. Reading it once again, he shrugged, deciding to go in order to recover from this loss.

Lexi, still looking at him exclaimed "You got one too?"

He looked a back up at Lexi. "One what? Letter?" he asked.

"Yeah!"

He nodded his head. "Yeah, I got one. Why? You got one too?"

"Of course! You know, I never asked before, but what caused you to crash?"

He shook his head. "It doesn't matter." He murmured.

Lexi put her hand on his shoulder to comfort him. "Well if I knew, maybe I could help."

He shoved off her hand. "I don't need any help." He grumbled as he began to walk to where a Starship would take him home. But luckily, his things were already packed in the Ship, and the pilot had been alerted to go to Smash-Mansion. He sighed as one of the male servants went over and asked Lexi to join him, though against his wishes.

Lexi was about to politely declined the invitation, since she still had to speak to her dad. But then out of the corner of her eyes she saw something, it was dark with red glowing eyes, with a huge aura that just radiated evil. "Shadow Night," she whispered, not wanting to disturb it.

Shadow-Night came racing out after his servant. He really didn't want the girl to come, and he wanted to make sure she knew that she wasn't invited. But then she said his name and pointed towards a figure, and his fists clench again. It was the person who caused him the race! He charged forward, preparing to use his training to bring down the idiotic fan.

"Shadow Night wait," Lexi exclaimed while holding back his shoulders. The figure tentatively took a step forward. "Can't you see what it is?"

He threw off her hand, not wanting to be touched, and then scoffed. No, what is it?" In a slightly irritated tone.

"Look closer," Lexi whispered, trying to disguise her disappointment.

He sighed, but then focused, and realized that it had red eyes and just a bad-vibe about it, but he scoffed. "Who cares? It can still be killed." He growled.

"We don't know that..."

"I don't need you telling me what to do." He snaps as he races towards the figure again...but the figure disappears. He keeps running, looking for the eyes that the creature had.

Lexi, unsure of what to do ran after him. No matter what a jerk he could be, she wouldn't want to see him killed

Shadow-Night huffed as he kept running, following the figure. Surprising to him, Lexi was still with him. Finally he sees the figured for the fourth time so far, but just like all of the last times, the figure disappeared at the last second.

The shadowy figure kept on, Lexi began to doubt its existence, and maybe it was a figment of their imagination.

Shadow-Night began to pick up speed, so Lexi ran as fast as she could as she watched him turn more animalistic. As she ran, she started to notice their surroundings. They had run all over the intergalactic city! Not only that, but the sky had already grown darker, she feared at this rate they wouldn't be able to see past their own noses soon.

Shadow-Night charged forward, a slight growl coming into his throat. He went down one path, expecting to be able to find another path, just as lightning streaked across the sky, along with the booming of thunder as rain began to pour from the sky. He grumbled as he felt his skin getting wet and his senses began to dull.

Lexi noticed the strange figure began to slow down; she was finally able to get a full profile view of the figure when it turned around spastically.

Finally, the two raced forward...straight into a wall! With no sign of the mysterious figure, again.
Lexi gasped; they had reached a dead end with the figure nowhere to be seen. "Well," she said trying to brush it off. "It seems to me we found the best tag player ever."

A gruff scoff came from the man. "Yeah, it appears so." An un-common smirk stayed on his lips for a second, but vanished as he heard his servant coming back towards them.

Lexi suddenly began to cough, running around in the cold ran didn't do much for her health
He looked at her quickly, but she stopped soon enough, so he focused on his servant. "What do you want?" he asked in his monotone voice. "I was searching for you because it began to storm, sir. Please, come with me to the mansion. Will you join us, Malady?" He asked Lexi.

Lexi just looked to Shadow-Night, not wanting to intrude or anything.

"We're going to the same place. She might as well. Just don't wreck the ship." he said gruffly, agitated by this whole facade as he followed his servant towards the starship that would bring them to Smash Mansion.

Lexi followed after, making a mental note to call her dad when she goes inside. He was going to be proud of her. He might even forget about the whole wrecking the car beyond recognition thing.

Shadow-Night surged towards the ship, not wanting to get any wetter than he already was. Sitting ungracefully on the interior of the starship, he wondered where Lexi had gone off to.

After arriving inside the extravagant starship, Lexi promptly locked herself in a bath room to call Captain Falcon.

"Hey Dad!" Lexi sang out.

"Hey, where have you been?" He said with a stern voice.

"I got invited to the next Super Smash Brothers tournament!" Lexi couldn't exactly see it, but she knew the delayed reaction meant he was beaming for her. "I'm on my way right now!" She says, exasperated.

"Alright, first visitation day and I'm coming over to see you!" her Dad replied, his voice tinged with pride.

"Bye dad!" She chimed, but then Lexi remembered something.

"Oh yeah and I accidently wrecked the car beyond recognition." She said quickly while snapping her cell phone shut. Stepping out and she sighed.

She was going to hear about that one later.

Adella: Ooh, a mysterious stranger... 0.o Who do you think it is? Is it a SSB villian or is it some unknown OC? Comment with your answers!

Tarryn: Well, hope you enjoyed this chapter! R&R! Bye! :3

Adella: Bye! Don't forget to read our other story going on!