Chapter 6: what happened to your normality and sanity? (descendant theory)
Peach does not remember picking up Ragnell, but it was currently in her hands as she and Roy ran from Marth and Lucina. She panted heavily, running as fast as her body was capable of.
Marth. Lucina. God, it was sickening to see them become...become these monsters. These monsters that had taken joyful glee in murdering their dear Smashers, glee in watching the insanity unfold.
Why the fuck did this have to happen?
"You can't run from us forever!"
"Just accept fate for what it is!"
"Fuck off, you bastards! Go burn in whatever hell you worship!" Roy cried. "Peach, run faster!"
"I'm trying!" she exclaimed. And trying she was. She felt tired, and Rosalina's words still rang in her heart. It was like a weight was placed, a weight that grew heavier and heavier, edging closer to crushing her.
Why couldn't it kill her already?
Not seeing where she was going, Peach tripped, knocking Ragnell far away from her. Roy attempted to pull her up, only to be confronted by Lucina. She grabbed Roy's cape and pulled him away, grinning widely at Roy's anger. Peach screamed as Lucina raised her sword.
"Move, you psychopathic bitch!" Roy growled, pushing Lucina away in an attempt to reach Peach.
"How dare you harm my princess, you fucking wretch?" Marth followed Roy, grabbing his cape and pushing him roughly. The prince fell to the ground, narrowly missing the blade that followed his fall. "You aren't supposed to be in the game anymore!"
"Fuck you!" the redhead screeched, scrambling away from the enraged bluenette. "This is not a damn game! This is fucking sick!"
"It is a game, a game for my princess and I! You are breaking the rules by continuing to live!" Marth continued his swipes at Roy, his blade flailing wildly as Roy recklessly dodged every attack. Peach retrieved her dropped weapon, running towards the fellow male royalty. She had to stop Marth, she had to make sure Roy lives. One little mistake and whoosh, it will all be over.
"Stay put!" Lucina yelled. Peach didn't even realize that the bluenette was within close proximity to her until she herself was tackled to the ground, strong hands gripping his delicate throat. Air escaped her, and she struggled against Lucina's might, her legs kicking in every direction, her body slowly going limp. A yelp from Roy was heard, though it sounded so faint. Peach's eyes darted around frantically, looking for anything, something, to stop the attack. Damn, this is not how she intended to die. This will not be the way she will die. There must be a miracle, please let there be a miracle, please please please -
She saw a sparkle from the corner her eye. It was shard of glass from the broken vase, and it was within her reach. With a yell, she managed to grab Lucina's hair and pull her away, gasping and taking large breaths as Lucina landed on her side.
The princess scrambled for the shard, carelessly grabbing it, not even wincing as the glass sliced her hand, releasing small droplets of blood. She quickly turned to Lucina leaping at her and, without a second thought, cut the bluenette's throat, watching as the vermillion liquid immediately spilled onto her clothes and splash upon Peach's face.
Peach stood up, looking down upon Princess Lucina Lowell, looking at the way she frantically tried to stop the bleeding. Blood leaked from her mouth, choking and gurgling. She trembled as the realization of she, Peach Toadstool, has committed her first murder, dawned upon her. Does it even count if she was the one trying to protect her life? The blood of fellow royalty was quite literally upon her.
"No!" Marth screamed, pushing Roy away. His cries registered in Peach's mind as pure agony and grief, and she helplessly watched him scoop Lucina in his arms, dropping Falchion. Her blood was unnoticeable on his scarlet-stained clothes, and her tears streamed down his face.
"I-I'm s-s-sorry," Lucina stuttered, body weakly jerking as Marth's tears fell upon her face. "I-I-I ruined...the game...my lord..."
"No, Lucy," Marth cooed, stroking Lucina's hair. "You didn't ruin anything. It's not your fault; none of this is your fault. I should have protected you..."
"Marth..."
"Shh, Mar-Mar is here for you. I'll finish the game for you, darling. Look! Just look at see!" Marth gently placed Lucina down and glared at Peach, his eyes darkening with unadulterated malice.
"Bitch," he growled. "See what you've done!" He grabbed Falchion, rising up. "I'll kill you! I'll fucking kill you - !"
Marth stopped, eyes widening as the Sword of Seals pierced his abdomen. Blood gushed from his mouth, dribbling down his chin and to the floors like crimson raindrops. He slumped to the floor, lying besides his now-crying Lucina, creating a puddle of blood that soaked his clothing.
"I...I-I love you, Lucina," he cooed, shakily reaching out to touch her face.
"I...love you, too, Marth..." Lucina placed her hand upon Marth's smiling. He returned the smile, inching closer to her to place his blood-stained lips against hers. Arms intertwining around each other's bodies, the bluenettes sighed happily as the bodies went limp, the last breath escaped them, and their eyes gradually closed.
Peach panted, running over to Roy and jumping into his arms. She sobbed, allowing the prince to place comforting kisses upon her head. It was just her and Roy left. The game has ended, and they were the fortunate winners.
Peach examined Roy's face, noticing to cut on his cheek. "I'm fine," he said when she asked if he would be okay. "Will you be alright?"
"Yes," she said, speaking truthfully. She stood up, extending a hand and pulling Roy up. "I will be, for now."
"Good." He grabbed Peach and kissed her passionately, ending it as quickly as he started it. The princess eyed the front door, and Roy nodded in agreement.
Peach and Roy placed their hand on the knob and looked at each other, nodding, their eyes reassuring each other that yes, this is really happening. They twisted, slowly opening the door to their grand finale...
...And they both stepped out, the breeze flying past them, the sun basking them in an unreal glow.
Yes, I've finished it! I was cutting it close with the deadline (finished it at 11:53 P.M., U.S. Central Time). Whew! This lovely story is now finished! I want to thank Elizabeth for letting me join the contestants, and I wish my fellow contestants the greatest of luck! See ya!