Chapter 4

Before the match

Smash Manor, Lobby entrance

Roy's POV

A day after I made the proposal to the Newcomer Cloud, I hung out with him, until Midnight, when me and Samus left the room. Honestly, Samus never really is shy around boys, when it came to me, Marth. Or the other fighters for a matter of fact. But when I was talking with Cloud, she never made any attempt to go into the conversation, and only responded with short responses whenever acknowledged, and she spoke in a higher tone than normal.

Afterwards, we hardly talked, but when we walked back to her room from where she has a room all to herself, she thanked me in a soft tone. I said for what, and when I didn't get an answer, I asked if it was because she liked Cloud, and the response that I got didn't surprise me one bit. The door shut in my face, and I got a scoff from the other side of my face. I hoped that I would get a little hint at what affection she had under all that hardcore bull, but hell, I won't stop trying to see.

Samus was more of a tomboy, with an air that could frighten away the smoothest of talkers. It occurred to me, that even though I didn't know her all that well, and was one of her best friends, (From my knowledge, hopefully, right?) She never displayed any real emotion at all. All that she ever did was a smile here and there, to satisfy our reactions. I don't know if it's her past, or just her personality, but it's made Samus that much more of a mystery to me. I don't have an infatuation with her, at all. If anything, I like at the current moment the newcomer Lucina. Hey! I feel your judgement!

The way that the practice stages start is when all the contesters join in the Lobby, just where I'm at. As soon as you leave through the looming double doors, the doorway teleports people to the "Stages" that are preset in some of the fighter's worlds. The event is broadcasted across the world, and even though it's preset inside those worlds, to the residents of the world, they cannot interfere, but they can cheer on the people in the Fight that they hope to win.

As I sat down on a lavish red sofa in the corner of the Lobby, I was assaulted playfully from behind. "Hey Roy!" the familiar voice rang in my ears. I looked behind me, only to see the hero king himself, Marth. I sighed, and smiled. That was the thing about me and Marth. We were both all too similar to each other, personality wise. But women wise, I have that down. Because girls can't tell Marth from a girl and a boy nowadays. But surprising enough, I found that there have been no sincere girls for me, as they all only go for me since I am a King. It irritates me, sometimes.

"Hey Marth. How goes the life of the 'Hero King'?" Marth hated to be called that, so I decided that I would pester him as much as I could with it. He looked at me with a scornful glaze, and chuckled. "I guess that you could say I miss my homeland. After all, It's almost a duty to be here now, since I did come here since the second tournament. And hell, if it will spur my subject's hope in me, then I might as well participate, right?"

Marth in all actuality does the tournament not for his subjects, but for him. Marth is one of those people who can't stand politics, but is constantly thrust into scenarios that involves that type of skill. I guess that is the way of a king, I guess. "Suck up. Anyways, I have to meet up with another two of my friends today, so your welcome to wait with me."

"Oh, and who are these so called 'friends'?" Marth asked inquisitively. I just simply nodded to the two entrants that had walked into the lobby, who were Samus and Cloud. Samus was without her Armor, leaving her skimpy leotard underneath. It was a different color than yesterday, taking on a Black color. Cloud on the other hand, looked almost exactly identical to what he looked like yesterday, but the tint of purple left his outfit, leaving the whole suit black. The 'Buster Sword' as it's called, was on Cloud's shoulder, the handle being held casually in Cloud's hand.

Once seen by me, Samus waved almost happily to me, while Cloud kinda cowered and shyed away from the attention he was getting. From what I learned, I couldn't get any information out of cloud about his past, but I did learn that he was a shy reserved type, based on the way he would react to some of the things I asked him. But Samus never had that problem, since almost always she was thrust into the thick of it. But yesterday still freaked me out.

Marth looked back at me, with wide eyes. "are you kidding me? When did you meet with him?"

I simply just smirked, and replied in a nonchalant tone; "Me and Samus are moving in with him, later on. His room is too lavish for his likings, he says. So I won't be bunking with you anymore. Sorry." I smiled at him, His face completely in a state of shock.

"that was a little too fast, huh? Geez, what are you gonna do next, be his Best Man?" Marth said, in a snarky tone, regaining his composure. At this time, Samus and Cloud then came over, and Cloud with one hand, grabbed his sword, and twirled it in the air twice, and struck it in the ground, the tip of the huge sword, buried inside the ground, Cloud then leaning on it.

"Marth, 7 out of 10, one of the most feared swordsmen in the world. I never imagined that I would actually meet you. I always just watched from afar as you almost wiped out the competition in the second tournament." Cloud stuck out his hand, and Marth shook it, whispering to me, "I like this guy" in a hushed tone.

"So did you guys find out who we are fighting?" Samus interrupted, touching Cloud's arm for a mere second, and then shoving her hands behind her back, a tint of red in her cheeks.

Oh. So that is the big deal.

"No, not yet. They will call us up soon, anyways, since I already signed us up first." I said to them, only to see them groan. "What? I just went up to ol' Sak, and asked if we could be one of the first ones."

Cloud then looked at me, and I looked at him. It then occurred to me why they had groaned. Cloud's eyes had bags under them, and he looked exhausted. It was the same deal with Samus too. I burst out laughing, and then everyone else joined shortly. "Look, it'll be over shortly anyways. In about thirty minutes, itll start."

Samus then rolled her eyes. "Why do I even bother with you freaks?"

Twenty-eight minutes later, The Mysterious voice rang out yet again, this time, taking on a lighter tone, than dramatic. "Hello everyone. Thank you for coming to the first practice match. The rules are simple, all weapons besides your primary are prohibited, unless cleared with the guidelines. All swords, guns, etc. are to be dulled as soon as entering the arena, and only brunt force is given. No cheap shots, and then no penalties will be given. First up, The Participants fighting in the first practice match is Capitan Falcon, Jigglypuff, Link, Roy, Marth, Zelda, Zero Suit Samus, and Cloud. When the participants are ready, please step through the doorway, and the battle will commence. May the best fighter win."

The lobby was quiet. There has never been an eight person brawl out before. This was a completely new thing to everyone. "Damn," I mumbled to myself. "Always changing things up on us, huh?"

Cloud looked completely lost at this point. "What does it mean that we have to dull our weapons? Eight people? Any teams? Cheap shots?"

Samus sighed, and began to explain. "We all dull our weapons by going through the doorway, so it's already preset. Once we reach the arena, the Weapons that we have all are dulled, so we don't really have to do that. From my knowledge, we are all duking it out until we are knocked out of the stage. No teams, so apparently, this is an all-out free-for-all. Cheap shots are like the crotch, etc. got everything?"

Cloud absorbed the information easily. "yeah, shall we all go?"

I pulled out my sword, in all its magnificence, out of its sheath, and started walking to the open, now glowing doorway. "But I'll get there first." I said, with a grin on my face, and ran into the doorway, to hear a few distant 'Hell no' 's.

The familiar tremendous roar of the teleportation rushed about my ears, as stars seemingly past like they were clouds, and I was in what they called an "airplane." My sword began to glow a bright orange, kind of like a sunset. This was my color, as they call it. The color reveals every time your weapon gets dulled, and it appears in battle too. Each Fighter had a different color, and only some repeat themselves. Samus's was a Yellow, and Marth was a bright blue. Cloud was probably a purple, to my estimate. But hell, seeing is believing, right?

I appeared in a lava ridden world, with a magic circle around me as I landed, my sword sticking into the ground. I pulled it out, and I got in my fighting stance. We arrived in Samus's world, to my knowledge. I looked up one platform above me, and realized that the platforms were aligned in a V shape, me being on the very bottom one. We were suspended in air, so it was kind of ominous looking down to see lava all beneath us.

Up one platform above me, stood Samus, looking a little stunned. I started to wonder, until I saw on a separate platform exactly across from Samus was Cloud, with a determined look on his face, looking samus dead in her eyes, not even flinching. Then the voice boomed overhead; "3…2…1…"

Cloud then grew a smirk almost a millisecond before it started. Samus seemed taken back by this, almost hurt.

"GO!"

This should be good.

Hey guys! Sorry this one was late, I've been busy. Anyways, could you guys tell me who you'd like to see Roy paired up with? I've drew a blank slate other than Milina from FE. Thanks for the support I'm getting, and I hope this story still isn't cheesy. And with that, I bid you adieu until next time.