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Disclaimer: Do I have to keep doing these every chapter or could I do these about every 5 or something? I don't own Nintendo. I don't own Super Smash Bros. I do own the story and Ocs.

Chapter 18: To Bee or Not to Bee

Fire. It was everywhere. Around me, houses burned as people cried out for their loved ones. My throat began to itch from the smoke. Covering my mouth, I began to wade through the rubble, looking for Markus. I would always end up near him so the guy should be nearby.

I heard a rumbling noise and what sounded like a fight. Running to the noises, I stumbled across a town square, naturally on fire as well. Markus was there, dressed in the same manner as the last dream, fighting off several Primids.

He cut through one before turning to several people behind him. They looked like civilians, dressed in everyday clothes that were covered in ash from the fire. Markus yelled at them, "Run! Get out of here!"

The people turned and fled. Markus spun, kicking a Primid that tried to ambush him into another. He jumped and slashed through both with his Beam Sword. His version had the same chrome handle as mine but had a hand guard made of the same material and a straight, blue blade shooting out of the handle.

Markus spun on a foot, throwing his sword at another Primid across the square, before ducking under a Primid's punch. Sending that Primid flying with his own punch, Markus ran to retrieve his sword. As he ran to where the Beam Sword laid on the ground, a Giant Primid blocked his path.

The Primid raised a foot, intending to squash Markus as he shot for his weapon. The foot came crashing down on top of Markus. Markus didn't cry out in pain. He ignored the foot and it's threat on his life. He broke apart into smoke and flew past as the foot crashed against the ground.

Reforming, he moved into a roll and picked up the Beam Sword. The Primid began to slowly turn as Markus went to work. Throwing the sword at the Primids head, Markus smoke dashed after it bounced off. He caught it mid-air before spinning like a saw blade, falling into the Primid's head. Gouging out a large part that faded into Shadow Bugs, Markus landed as the rest of the Primid faded as well.

Digging though his pockets, Markus pulled out half a sandwich. Taking a few bites, he pocketed the rest before turning to face more Primids that were approaching. Swinging his sword, he shot out a slash of energy that flew, cutting through several more Primids. Markus groaned as more and more Primids began to enter the square. "Please hurry Crazy, M.H. I'm not sure how much longer I could keep them off."

"364...365...366." The morning after last night's dream saw me learning a new style: the Big Bee Style. How amazing. The best part is that the method for me to learn it was jumping. Over and over, again.

"367...368… Crazy? How much longer do I have to do this?" Technically, it wasn't just jumping. I had to double-jump. After jumping, I had to focus my energy to my feet. Using that, I could create a foothold in the air to jump again. Naturally, that took a while to get the hang of.

"Until Honey Queen says you could stop." Crazy answered, taking a sip of her tea. She was looking over a map of the surrounding area that Honey Queen gave her. Who's Honey Queen you ask?

"You could take a break for some tea when you get to 400, Nathaniel." Across from Crazy sat a giant, cartoon bee. I'll give you five guesses as to what her name is.

"394… 395… 396… 397… 398… 399… 400." I finished. "I can't feel my legs."

"By the Will's Creation, could you complain louder?" Clarence said, taking a bite out of a slice of toast covered in honey.

"You're not the one jumping for over half an hour so hush." I took a seat at the table, grabbing my own breakfast.

"Okay, I think I got the plan for what we'll be doing," Crazy said. "There's three routes east of here. To keep moving, we should split up and explore those areas."

"Is that really a good idea?" Clarence asked. "There is strength in numbers. One of us could get overwhelmed by the enemy."

"Clarence, this isn't a horror movie. We'll be fine. If one of us gets overwhelmed, we could just run away." I pointed out. "Actually, what about the spirits? There's only one Switch so the other two can't collect Spirits. It'll be like yesterday where the Spirits just floated around."

"I could give you two the Joycons to my Switch. You just need to point and press the trigger button to collect a Spirit." Crazy explained as she pulled out the system and tossed us the controllers. "They could only hold up to 12 Spirits so keep that in mind."

"What exactly is the trigger button?" Clarence was looking over the blue controller in his hand. "Is this it?"

"No, that's the camera button." I pointed, "That's the trigger button."

"This one?"

"That's the shoulder button. It's the one below it."

"If we're done with the tutorial, let's get moving." Crazy got up and headed for the door as Clarence and I rushed to follow. "We'll meet back here when we're done."

Crazy has left your party

Clarence has left your party

Clarence went towards the residential area of a city and Crazy began to explore a forest on the other side of the wall that we were on. Meanwhile, I got to hike a mountain.

"Yay," I said as I followed the path to the mountain trail.

"Why are you complaining about the mountain?" Oblivion asked. "Shouldn't it be easier than the town or the forest."

"It sucks because," I stopped. "Because it just does, okay."

"Sure, okay. Actually, stop for a moment."

"Why? Is this about how Markus could do the smoke dashy thing too?"

"No. It's about how if you had better spatial awareness, you would have noticed it already. Look right."

I turned my head, seeing what the voice was talking about. There was a lake that was somewhere heart-shaped and there was dock that lead to the center of it. On the dock was a new Smasher Statue. "Oh. Neat."

Smasher No. 07:
Fox

"Please tell me that this is like Peach where they're not a literal fox." I asked as I checked the statue.

"What, you don't like foxes?"

"Dunno. I just don't want to get bitten." I tapped the nameplate starting the fight. I withdrew Death's Scythe, facing my opponent. A bipedal fox in what looked to be fighter pilot's uniform stood there.

"Well, at least the name is appropriate." I said before ducking. Fox was also armed with a laser gun. Why am I more surprised at the fact he has thumbs than a gun?

I began running to the side as Fox began to rapid fire. I jumped, using my second jump to land behind Fox. I struck him with the shaft before slashing with my scythe's blade. Fox was knocked back but got a solid kick at my stomach as he rolled away.

The moment my back touched the ground, I focused on the what I felt yesterday. Moving however I please as smoke, the weightlessness, the feeling that nothing could touch me. I threw my whole body into that.

My body flopped against the ground like a recently landed fish. "Gah! Oh come on! Work with me!"

"Should you really be trying something you just figured out how to do in the middle of a fight?"

"Yes! If I can't do it now, then when will I be able to do it!" I got sent flying by another one of Fox's kicks. I decided to hurl my scythe at the fox, missing, and pulled out the Steel Diver to shoot. The torpedo flew at Fox, who tapped a silver hexagon that was on his belt. A blue forcefield popped up around him, which the torpedo hit. Instead of exploding, the torpedo reversed course and hit me instead.

Jumping back to my feet, I swapped the Steel Diver for the Beam Sword. Taking up a running position, Fox shot forward, leaving a trail of blue afterimages. I got knocked away but rolled to my feet again. I ran after Fox as he began to fire more lasers. I decided to let them hit me since they didn't do much damage.

I swung as soon as Fox was in range. He rolled underneath the blade, coming up in front of me. My left hand shot forward, punching Fox in the muzzle. He staggered from the blow, giving me time grab his collar and kick him away. As he flew off, a familiar feeling came over me.

"Alright then, Final Smash time." I closed the gap between Fox and I. The smasher did another leaping kick at me. I shielded in time stop the attack and I dropped the shield immediately after. Readying my Beam Sword, I used my Final Smash.

"Beat Buster Break Blast!" I slashed with a growing blade, hitting Fox dead-on. I picked up the amiibo and the items I dropped during the fight. Tossing the amiibo up and catching it, I looked it over. Fox was standing on one leg, looking like he was in mid-sprint. A memory floated to the surface of my mind.

I was 14. Sitting on a yoga ball in my living room, I was playing Ratchet & Clank: A Crack in Time on the Playstation 3.

What? I can't always play Nintendo games.

I was trying out a new weapon I just got, the RYNO V. It was a weapon that could only be unlocked by collecting 10 macguffins called Holo-plans.

The weapon was essentially a rocket launcher taped to a gatling gun but smaller. I guess you could add an old-fashioned record player as well since the game started playing Beethoven when using the weapon to tear through aliens. Actually, it might be a different composer, I'm not sure.

"Could you turn the volume down a bit?" My sister asked. She was at the dining room table, studying from a textbook.

I did as she asked and kept playing. Eventually, boredom crept up on me. I turned the game off and went into the kitchen. Peeking into the fridge to see if we had any culinary delights, I asked, "Why are you studying? It's the weekend, isn't it?"

"Yes. According to the calendar that we use, it's a Saturday."

"Okay." I pulled out a juice container, grabbed a cup, and started pouring myself some orange juice.

"Hey Nathan? Could I have some orange juice too?"

"I already closed the cabinet."

She looked up, "You're right next to the cabinet."

"It's 8:40. Who drinks orange juice at 8:40?"

"We do. Now could I have some juice?" I poured another cup and handed it to her. Taking a sip, she said, "You're as bad as (_) sometimes."

"No. He's still worse than me." I took a sip from my own cup. Tilting my head, I took a look at my sister's book, "I'm surprised. Usually, you're on top of schoolwork and all that."

She huffed, "I already prepared for all of my tests. This is just extra credit."

"Do you really need the extra credit? You have solid grades in all your classes."

She turned back to her book, writing a few more lines on her paper. "It's just in case."

"Now you're just making the rest of us look bad."

"Then you should step up your game."

A groan slipped out, "Now you sound like Mom and Dad."

She kept writing but I felt her eyes on me as I went back to play more Ratchet & Clank. "We are their kids after all."

I shook my head, clearing out the cobwebs. "Finally, let's get moving."

I heard Oblivion clear his throat. I don't know how he made that sound considering he doesn't have a throat but at this point, I don't care. "Turn around."

"Fine." I turned to the center of the lake. At the end of the dock was a red switch, similar to the one I hit next to Darunia's Dojo. I stepped on it, asking Oblivion, "Y'know, what do these switches even do?"

"You say that but you don't seem very interested in finding out what they do."

"No, I don't really care." I started heading towards the mountain trail. "Let's get a move on."

As I walked, I pulled out a few amiibos and started juggling them. "Hey Oblivion? Do you know how I could do the smoke dash?"

"You're seriously calling it the smoke dash?"

"Well, what would you call the move?"

"Fine, go on."

"Anyway, do you have any advice on how to do the dash?"

"Are you serious? You did it fine yesterday!" Oblivion shouted.

"But I wasn't able to do it in that last fight." I pointed out. "Figuring out how to do it in the middle of a fight would help a lot in keeping us alive."

"So? I'm not Navi."

"Who?" I asked, my mind blanking at the name.

Oblivion sighed, "I'm not a tutorial NPC. I don't know how you did it. I thought you just had to shield and roll out of it."

Before I could try doing that, the air in front of me exploded. "WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN?"

"It doesn't happen that often."

"Oblivion. Hush." I stared down the new Puppet Fighter that attacked me. A teenage girl in a white and pink dress. She had a circlet and blond hair, along with pointed ears like Link's. Something that I'm sure is not normal, is that she is twice my height.

Arming myself with the Steel Diver, I shot a torpedo at her. The girl spun, creating a blue crystal around her. The torpedo bounced off the crystal and flew back at me.

"Your torpedoes getting reflected back at you," Oblivion said, as I rolled out the way. "Now that happens a lot."

"Hush already." Pocketing the Steel Diver, I grabbed Death's Scythe. My opponent spun again, this time surrounded by a green energy. In a flash, she disappeared. I heard something behind me and I got blown off my feet. Landing and twisting on a foot, I swung, aiming for her head.

The girl ducked underneath. My swing harmlessly flew over her. She swung her hand at me as it glowed with magic. I jumped back, throwing the scythe at the same time. The blade lodged itself into her shoulder as she stumbled back.

Moving forward again, I slashed with the Beam Sword. The attack landed, pushing her back further. I tried to get another swing in but the Puppet Fighter spun out of the way. She swung her hand, glowing with a dark, purple energy, and a portal opened in front of her. A suit of armor shot out, swinging a sword.

I jumped, landing on the armor's head and leaping again. I kicked the fighter in the chest as I landed, grabbing the scythe still lodged in her at the same time. I pulled the scythe out, before slashing with it.

The blade cut through the girl. Like always, the Puppet Fighter fell apart into smoke and the spirit floated out.

"Crazy said the trigger button, right?" I asked myself as I pulled a joycon out. Holding down the ZR button and pointing at the spirit, the spirit was pulled into the controller. On the side, the leftmost light of four lit up in a faint glow.

I tossed the joycon into the air and caught it, "Well, do you think we should head to the peak next Oblivion?"

"That might be a good idea. But."

"But?"

Oblivion sighed, "Did you forget about the amiibos you dropped while juggling?"

I looked at the ground around. When the Puppet Fighter attacked, I dropped all the amiibo that I was juggling. It's amazing that none of them got stepped on. I groaned, "Fudge knickers."

Save File 2: Saved

Party: Nathaniel, Oblivion(?)

Items: Nathaniel- Beam Sword, Steel Diver, Death's Scythe

Smashers: Mario, Link, Kirby, Fox, Pikachu, Captain Falcon, Peach, Bowser, Lucario, Villager

Author's Theater:

Clarence: What is this! I just joined last chapter and now I'm not in the party!

Crazy: I finally get to have some alone time away from Nathaniel.

Nathaniel: Clarence, take it up with MG. Crazy, ow. That just hurts.

Clarence: *looks around* Where is MG anyway?

Nathaniel: In the basement. I'm trying to get him to start on the next chapter early.