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Rayquaza…

A being Samus knows is worshipped by some as the savior of a whole region of lands. She knows some of the legends…

Rayquaza has lived for perhaps eons
Rayquaza feeds on asteroids (amongst other things)
Rayquaza lives in the upper atmosphere
Rayquaza can effect the very weather itself

These are things she has heard over her time here. This being is a legend. What can a mere mortal do against such a being? Ask Samus… and she would tell you that one can do quite a lot.

Forget the legends and myths for a moment, and at the end of the day Rayquaza is a biological being. One of the Pokemon, which she has become somewhat familiar with (Pikachu most specifically).

Rayquaza is an immensely powerful being

Rayquaza… has weaknesses. All beings do, in some form. It’s just a matter of finding those weaknesses and exploiting them. It’s no different than any other hunt this armored woman has been on. The trick is to survive long enough to find a way to beat it. Beat it… subdue it… this isn’t Rayquaza’s will at work. It’s being manipulated by a dark energy Samus has seen before. Nurse Joy and the Lake Scientist needs time! She only needs to keep Rayquaza’s eyes on her for the now. Samus’ hidden gaze snaps towards Corrin, carrying Dark Pit and lady Zelda. And near her… Pikachu. Who is clearly ready to fight. They all seem to be.

But…

Samus (in her mind) is the one that can take the most damage of those present. And so, she’ll make herself Rayquaza’s target. Her arm cannon lowers, the barrel getting heated from the missile volleys she had launched at Rayquaza. Only 1 missile hit it.. and Samus isn’t sure it was impressed by it. Softly now Samus speaks, loud enough only for her command system to acknowledge.

“Computer, prep all systems.” Somewhere far off… Samus’ gunship comes to life. It hovers about 5 feet off of the ground. The single person cockpit whirs to life, screens becoming illuminated.

And as this happens, Samus looks down towards Pikachu. “Hey” She says to Pikachu, her voice having a mechanical edge to it due to the voice processor in her helmet “I’m going to get Rayquaza’s attention and try to keep it on me. You stay here. Keep everyone safe, hear me? Help Nurse Joy to end this.” She watches Pikachu for a few moments then, but waits not for any sort of response. She’s confident Pikachu understood enough to know that Samus needs the small yellow adorable sparky fuzzball to help the others.


Now she would turn, and she takes off in a sprint. Her armored footfalls are low thuds against the ground and began to gain in momentum. Samus moves faster than most could (even without her armor) her armor pushing her faster. Moving around the lake, she raises her arm cannon as it reconfigured itself. Her intention is to get Rayquaza to pay attention to her. Now her missiles are much more powerful… but slower. She decides to switch things up, to try different tactics. Still running she fires up at Rayquaza is quick bursts. White and blue bursts of energy explode forth from her cannon, leaving a brief shimmering trail behind each shot. Her cannon’s Ice Beam.
 
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From just a brief glance towards the on going rampage it seemed Dark Pit already had the beginnings of a plan in mind, something about the attack Rayquaza used being at the center of it all.

“Hyper Beam? I was unaware the move had such a draw back.”

If she remembered correctly, it was the same move Deoxys used during the tournament whenever it was summoned to battle. Yet, in those scenarios, Deoxys or any other pokemon for that matter didn’t exactly remain on the field long enough for such a weakness to make itself known to any who weren’t already familiar. Still, a vulnerability was a vulnerability, and thanks to Dark Pit’s knowledge of it they now had an avenue for tactics. The plan was simple yet straightforward, they’d strike from the air at a distance. With Rayquaza’s attention already on their allies below, it’d certainly work to split the creature’s attention.

Dark Pit hopped onto Corrin’s back in one swift motion, and without a moment to lose they made haste towards the lake.

The ride back was quiet, only the whir of wind rushing past and the twinkling sound of magic forming at Zelda’s fingertips to break the silence. It wouldn’t be long before they’d broach the lake, but in that little time left she would be afforded time to mull over her thoughts.

She’d been prepared for a variety of possible reactions to her apology, ready to face anger, acceptance, rejection, or reluctance. Yet that way his expression softened as he’d looked back towards her and Corrin, she didn’t want to say she was surprised by it per-say…but it was a sort of comfort to know her mistakes weren’t unfixable. Regardless if her apology was accepted or not, or whatever actions Dark Pit would choose to take in the future, that there wouldn’t be any permanent ill wills.

She’d spare one quick glance behind her to check on him, but the moment she turned back the Lake was now in full view.

“We’re here! The sooner we can subdue Rayquaza’s rage the sooner we can help it.”

Zelda herself would take a deep breath and freed both her arms from Corrin’s neck, following Dark Pit in suit using her legs to steady herself (she could only hope that Corrin’s armored body was strong enough to prevent the sensation of having heeled shoes digging into one’s torso). She’d focus, and the moment Dark Pit’s Staff shot off, Zelda sent out Din’s Fire. As it careened, only a mere gesture of the princess’ hand was necessary to send it right on course. If all went well, the moment Rayquaza turned towards the three in the air, the beast’s face would be met by fire, hopefully stunning it for even just a moment.

Regardless of its success, as Zelda prepared to charge another Din’s Fire, she could see a Nurse joy down below rushing towards the lab. At the same time, Samus seemed to be formulating her own plan, as Zelda spotted her as the princess could hear the sounds of her arm cannon sent out fired shot after shot. However, there was something special about them. It was similar to the charge beam but She couldn’t recall Samus using this version in the tournament itself. While certainly exciting to witness even a fraction of the bounty hunter’s extended arsenal, that wasn’t the real reason why it’d caught her attention.

”Ice attacks are some of the most effective against dragon types, aren’t they?” She might not exactly be well versed in the world of Pokémon, but she had studied enough to learn at least the basics.

“Let’s try to support Samus while she distracts Rayquaza. I think if we tail after them, we might also be able to help herd it away from the lab”

And, while Samus would still be the primary target, Zelda and Dark Pit would be there to support her if the situation took a turn for the worse. Either way, it seemed the battle was coming to a head. The moment Joy returned with the items necessary to help the poor creature, they’d hopefully be able to end this and finally quell Rayquaza’s rampage. But for now, it seemed all they could do was buy time and try their best to prevent Rayquaza from hurting anyone or itself in the process

Interactions: GrumpySwallow GrumpySwallow (Dark Pit) Camleen Camleen (Samus)
Location: Lake (In the air)
 
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The Flying Citadel
Interactions: NimbusWing NimbusWing , Shroomie Shroomie


Kip and his Koopa Gang searched the castle grounds in hopes of finding Cia as Lord Lunaris had ordered. Unfortunately for the gang, none of them knew who this Cia even was, and as such had no lead for their search.

"So how's the Big Boss expectin' us to find Cia?" A frustrated Kip complained as he kicked a loose piece of cobblestone. "I don't know no Cias!" He sat on a bench and propped his head up with his hands as he sulked. "We're gonna be made into turtle soup! Dis is so unfair!"

Kip's eyes drifted upwards, and he froze with surprise as he spotted Pauline. The task of finding the elusive Cia instantly forgotten, the Koopa Troopa leaped off the bench and raised his sunglasses to get a better look. It IS Pauline! The Mayor of Console City herself! And she's GORGEOUS!

In the blink of an eye, Kip's gang piled up behind him, also drawn toward and stunned by the mayor's beauty.

"Whoa! It's her! It's really Miss Pauline!" exclaimed a Koopa Troopa.

The Paratroopa sighed and swooned. "She's as beautiful in person as she is on TV!"

"I-I have all her albums! Do... do you think she'll sign my hammer?"
the Hammer Bro. asked, a touch of shyness in his voice.

The eager Koopas pressed upon Kip until he could no longer hold against their weight and the gang toppled forward and onto the cobblestone path. An angry and indignant Kip jumped up and kicked his underlings, sending them spinning in their shells across the grounds.

"Hey gerroff me! I saw 'er first!"

Turning back to Pauline, Kip licked his hand and ran it over the top of his head to smooth out imaginary hair before striding toward the mayor with a swagger. Completely ignoring the Alloy army, Kip leaned against a nearby lamp post and lowered his sunglasses, giving Pauline a debonair smile that he was fully confident no female could resist.

"Lookin' a little lost, Miss Pauline?" Kip asked in his awful fake Brooklyn accent. "Maybe I can be of assistance? The name's Kip. I work for the Big Boss Lunaris himself! His right-hand turtle, even! Why don't I show ya's around the place, get to know each other better?"

Kip was bowled over by the larger and heavier Hammer Bro., who timidly hid his face behind his record album as he held it up to the woman.

"M-m-miss Pauline ma'am! I'm your b-b-biggest fan! May I... I... May I have your autograph? Please?"

The Flying Citadel suddenly dropped and a ruckus broke out in the town. A couple of fearsome Kremling pirates shoved nobles aside as they quick-walked toward the castle, followed by a large krocodile bearing a struggling Cranky Kong. The dire situation he was in did nothing to quell his temper, and the old gorilla was making certain everyone knew of his displeasure.

"Get your slimy claws off me you obnoxious newts! I'll tie your tails into knots! You'll be as toothless as I am when I get done with you!" Cranky paused his ranting to smile and wink at Pauline. "Ahh, Miss Pauline! I see the years have been kind to you. How have you been, my dear?"

"Yarr, hurry up and get that barrel-chuckin' baboon in the castle!" Kap'n Krook ordered. Cranky's bearer marched on and the old Kong resumed hurling threats and insults at his captors.

Behind the Kap'n of the once-feared pirate ship the Black Scourge, an army of Gnawtys struggled and groaned as they pulled on ropes, dragging the netted and sobbing K. Lumsy, the source of the airship's sudden dip, on the street.
 
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Location: Flying Citadel
Mentions: GrumpySwallow GrumpySwallow , Shroomie Shroomie
"It's what I'm here for; to win the hearts of Console City and to make sure we stand united, not apart. A strong community is one that's together, after all." Pauline responded to Cia's statement, still showing a semblance of concern towards Lunaris. She just couldn't help herself is all, not to mention she knew nothing of Cia's relationship with the sorcerer... hopefully it was good.

But before she could raise a hand to tell Cia to stop, she had vanished through the portal, with barely a trace left behind.

"... Wait!"

But there was no response - only silence. Sadly, it wasn't as if there was anything else Pauline had other business with in the Citadel, at least for now. Turning around, the Mayor of Console City was just about ready to take a walk right out of the Flying Citadel and into the teleporter back into the comfort of her own office... which was when she felt a presence... No. Multiple people. Not humans, but Koopas.

Now, when it came to Pauline's relationship with Bowser and his numerous forces, they were a little strained, if not personal, at least in the case of the Mayor. While no longer the woman who was undergoing her political term in New Donk City, she was still the woman who was trying to keep things under control while the city found itself in a heavy power outage courtesy of Bowser's attacks. Such an attack towards her people was one thing, but it was another when Pauline herself was put under threat by the Koopa King himself to attend the of a wedding said giant beast had with Princess Peach, which ultimately led into nothing but a frustrated mayor and Princess by the turn of events. It was definitely fortunate that Mario appeared right on time to set things straight...

Regardless, Pauline didn't exactly have the best opinion on Kip and his 'krew' from a first glance. It was extremely unlikely that this group had anything to do with the events of the past though, and it was thankfully enough for Pauline to not show any hostility towards the gang of creatures who were in reality her current allies. If anything, there was a nice smile on her red lips, taking humor in the fact that they acted less like a terrifying force and more like a pathetic group of fanboys for her. She looked down towards them slowly, before she removed a marker from one of her pockets. Perhaps harkening back to her days as a singer, she still loved the attention her beauty gave to others. And as such, she gently grabbed onto the record album of the bigger Hammer Bro, writing down her signature before handing it back.

"Always happy to meet a fan, boys." Pauline pleasantly replied, before turning her head towards the leader of this strange motley crew. So Kip didn't work for Bowser... but for Lunaris? She saw Lunaris as a wise man of sorts... but the idea of hiring this group definitely felt like a mistake on his end. Perhaps they were easy to sway to his side, and some light muscle always seemed to be a good idea for a ruler... in spite of their potential incompetence. She would then turn back to Kip, slowly shaking her head. "I'm afraid I'm not going to be here for too long, and I was just about ready to make my leave for the day. Regardless, it's a pleasure to meet and work with you all, and perhaps we could talk to each other another day."

Part of Pauline just really wanted to get away from the gang before here, and do so as quickly as possible. They just rubbed her the wrong way, like a creepy fan compared to someone who legitimately appreciated her work but knew to keep their distance. Especially Kip and his clearly fake accent he tried to throw towards her. Holding her head high while giving the Hammer Bro a small pat on his helmet, she was just about ready to walk off... only to feel the sudden shift of weight from the citadel courtesy of the clumsiness of... K. Lumsy.

"Ahhh!"

Pauline cried out as she stumbled forward, slamming onto the ground but thankfully not looking too hurt. As she scrambled back onto her brown heels, the atmosphere around her seemingly grew darker as before her stood a more competent group of Kremlings... carrying what appeared to be a certain something she recognized all too well, in spite of his age.

Donkey Kong Sr., known as Cranky Kong to many. The very same ape who had once whisked her away into a dangerous construction site back when she was a mere singer out of love. Between the tonal shift and her eyes meeting her old 'enemy', her face grew pale, but she still tried to remain strong. Clearing her throat, her gaze directly met Cranky, and she replied. "Wonderful to see you too, Donkey Kong." She politely greeted her old foe, addressing him by his actual name rather than by his more irritable moniker. "Things could be better, but I'm working for the safety of Console City to protect my citizens."

Between the Kremlings, Cranky and the overwhelming size of an approaching prisoner in K. Lumsy, it was certain that something was going on. Maybe age was getting the better of his old captor, but it was clear that there was some fight left in him... but why? Her head turned over to Kapn. Krook with a questioning, albeit uncertain look. "It seems that you have prisoners with you, Captain. What wrongs have they done to be placed in your custody?"
 
yra / ythra
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Location: Plains | Interactions: GrumpySwallow GrumpySwallow Shroomie Shroomie
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As things unfolded in front of her eyes, Mythra quietly huffed to herself and crossed her arms over her chest. Of all times this could happen, why now? The timing of this pompous horse rider couldn't have been any worse. She found herself growing irritated as she glared on in silence during his entire spiel. Even beyond the imperfect timing of it all, the man's attitude alone was enough to make her want to lash out and give him a piece of her mind, but she held her own tongue. It was best to not get tangled up in such complications as much as she wanted to let it all out. The moment she spoke, she knew it would only rope them into the issue as a whole and that was exactly what she wished to avoid if possible.

Avoiding that problem though seemed less likely, especially as the reward of the races was spoken of. Was it the best way to get close to their enemy though? Meeting him wasn't exactly the more opportune chance to take him down. In some ways it would merely be a waste of their time as far as she saw it, and with how things seemed to stack against them, she figured a meeting would only cause them to be put in a far worse position then necessary. It was a logical view on things; a view Mythra hardly looked into herself, but she had her moments. Recklessness was what had caused so many problems in her life before and she wished to avoid adding to that list.

Noticing Pit's look, she scoffed softly and rolled her eyes in annoyance as her own eyes flickered off him once more: "Don't give me that look."

It wasn't hard to tell what he might be thinking. There was no doubt he had picked up on the same opportunity she had. If he was to be swayed that way then there was no changing his mind, especially since Lana seemed keen on aiding these farmers. Maybe then it was time they split off. She had no intention of allowing herself to be dragged into such ordeals. If anything, she had already been dragged off on far more things she hadn't wanted to do since she had arrived.

"We really don't have time for all this, even if a meeting with Lunaris might be the prize," she remarked, her gaze lingering anywhere but her two companions or the farmers. "We'd practically be turning ourselves in. We're wanted criminals, remember?"

If the circumstances were different, maybe she would consider it, yet it was hard to say that things would turn out well for them. If they got captured, or worse, killed, then what? How were they supposed to save this realm then? How oddly heroic her thoughts were. For someone who desired death she was trying to avoid such a scenario. Then again, this wasn't the place to die, not when she could do good and find some form of redemption in it.

"Unless you give a better reason then "We can't leave them waiting till we save the realm" then I say we be on our way and find a better way to go about all this. If you both wish to help then I'll go off on my own."

Her stubbornness burned through like no other and it was clear she wasn't going to budge easily on her viewpoint unless given a different reason. Unfortunately for her though, her opinions were not shared with her other half.

'Come on Mythra! We can't leave these people suffering. I know it's yet another detouring in the grand scheme of things, and getting close to Lunaris this way could be dangerous, but those are all what ifs. Surely you know this could help kill two tirkins with one stone!' Pyra pleaded. She knew she needed to plant some doubt into Mythra's logic if the other's were going to have any chance of convincing her otherwise. 'Even if things go poorly, you're still strong enough to get out of it. We both are, and our companions are too! You believe that, right?'

Mythra's brows furrowed as she listened to Pyra. She knew she was right in some regards though she hated to admit it. She was acting scared, yet who could blame her? She had been through many situations before that seemed like good ideas yet ended up doing nothing more than bringing her pain.

Pursing her lips, she fell silent and decided to await the answers she might receive from the likes of Pit and Lana.
 
The Lake Shore
Interactions: SheepKing SheepKing , Camleen Camleen


Pikachu stood on her hind legs and saluted Samus. "Pi-ka!" She dropped back onto all fours and sparks flew from her cheeks. Samus's orders were clear: Rayquaza must be subdued! As an Electric-type Pokemon, she can certainly help with that! But before Pikachu could zap Rayquaza and possibly inflict the paralysis status effect, she was struck by the dragon's wildly swinging tail! The poor mouse struck the wall of the laboratory and landed in a fuzzy yellow heap on the ground. Her eyes spun. "Chaaaa..."

Boom! Boom!

Rayquaza's head was blown back by the fire and darkness from the aerial fighters' assault. Though the attacks didn't cause it too much harm, the gigantic serpent had no time to recover as Samus Aran unleashed a chilling barrage of ice from her cannon. Rayquaza unleashed an ear-splitting screech as parts of its body, including an arm, were frozen by the missiles! True to what Zelda said, Dragon-type Pokemon were weak against ice! Rayquaza's slowed movements provided Marth and Link the opportunity they needed to stab and slice away. Half-frozen and assaulted on all sides by the legendary fighters of the Super Smash Brothers, Rayquaza could not focus on one target or regain its bearings, and all it could do was writhe and roar.

The blood of Dharkon within Rayquaza responded to its distress. A burst of darkness erupted seemingly from the Legendary Pokemon's core, destroying the ice on its body and sending nearby fighters flying backward. Enraged, Rayquaza turned its fierce gaze onto Samus and opened its maw in preparation for another Hyper Beam attack!

A lured fishing line wrapped itself around one of Rayquaza's horns! Big the Cat (with Froggy perched on his head) was firmly planted on the earth as he reeled in his line, his mighty strength forcing Rayquaza's head backward and sending its Hyper Beam into the sky!

Still in the air, Dark Pit's eyes bulged as he saw the Hyper Beam head straight his way! Almost instictively he activated his Orbitars, and the Hyper Beam was deflected harmlessly away. Once the danger had passed and he had confirmed that Zelda and Corrin were unharmed, Dark Pit let out a sigh of relief only to gape at the sight of Big the Cat. "... You've got to be joking!"

"Don't worry!" Big called out in a cheerful drawl. "Me and Froggy are here to help!"

Pikachu shook the little Staryus out of her head as she rose to her paws. As she witnessed Rayquaza being pulled backward by an unfazed Big, she fell into a sit, dumbstruck.

Rayquaza snarled and thrashed its head about in an attempt to free itself from the fishing line. Big continued to reel in his line and tug on his fishing rod. He slowly began to slide forward, but he replanted his feet and with one final powerful yank, he brought the Sky High Pokemon crashing down onto the earth. The dust eventually settled, revealing Rayquaza collasped on the ground, its eyes dizzy swirls.

"Hooray!" Big cheered as he shuffled his feet and waved his arms in the air in a victory dance.

"You did it!" Nurse Joy exclaimed joyfully as she emerged from the laboratory with the box of herbs in her arms. Without a moment's hesitation she ran toward the fallen dragon and placed the box on the ground. She looked to the Super Smash Brothers and smiled wryly. "These herbs will force Rayquaza to expel whatever it has ingested. I recommend you look away."



Nurse Joy gently stroked Rayquaza's nose as the battered Pokemon rested on the grass. "There there. You're going to be just fine now!"

Rayquaza responded with a soft, content rumble before it closed its eyes to rest. Nurse Joy smiled at it before looking to the large dark mass that had been purged from Rayquaza's body. She frowned. "So, Rayquaza was tricked into swallowing this awful thing?"

"Hmm, that doesn't sound very nice at all!" Big said. Froggy croaked, seemingly in agreement.

Nurse Joy was outraged. "How can anyone be so cruel!"

The Lake Scientist peered closely at the mass, then looked to the Smash Brothers. "Hmm, the congealed blood of Dharkon, y'say? And this same material was used for an arrowhead that was fired into an Ursaring? Hmph, I thought we'd seen the last of that foul being, now someone is going around weaponizing its remains! I don't think I need to say how much of a problem this is, Super Smash Brothers!"

Dark Pit's eyes narrowed as he glared at the black ore-like substance on the grass which had wilted from its corrupting influence. Whoever was using Dharkon's blood to cause problems was going to pay terribly! That did leave the raven-winged angel with a question: if Dharkon's remains were being weaponized, what about Galeem? Were there remains of the being of light to be used as well, and if so, what terrible harm could be inflicted upon the Realm's inhabitants?
 
Noctis & Prompto
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Noctis and Prompto were finally able to relax after awhile in the farmhouse...it was cut short though...as Joker 's Persona Arsene arrived with one of the Moblins in tow. "Eh,would you look at that. The hunt still payed off." Prompto said. " Though it's only one of them. Oh well,better then nothing I guess." Noctis added.
Both boys watched as Joker issued his warning at the captured moblin,then turned to them and their remaining allies asking them if one of them would have the honor to ask questions.
" Go on,Noct! Show them what you can do!" Prompto cheered.

" Gueez,I'm no good at playing "Good cop,bad cop." Noctis replied." I'll still try though."
The prince faced the moblin. " Listen...I'm not gonna ask you twice." he started. "Did that guy Lunaris sent you?" He asked the moblin.

Prompto could only watch for the moment. Noctis was indeed not very good when it comes to interogation... He doing his best...right?
Though,it was impressive that Joker's persona managed to catch one of the moblins with no problem whatsoever.
"Gotta remember to ask him how to get a persona of my own." He thought...out loud. There was proublebly a chance that the others vould hear him.
 
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The moment the fingers of Captain Falcon touched the shard of crystal which floated in the air, a great power surged through him. His vision dimmed, and the world went down the drain. The mist of the Sorrowfen, the faces of his comrades-even the lake beneath his feet-all melted into darkness. It felt as though he had been hurled into freefall, his stomach with no gravity, without end, but the weight of something immense, unseen pressed against him. Then, there was silence.

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As the vision cleared and resolved, he was standing on an endless F-Zero track, sleek, new, spotless, stretching in both directions with an ominous quiet above an unnatural vacuum of shifting blue and gray firmament, against which fast-moving cloud shapes made absolutely no progress. There were no roaring crowds, no other racers-no revving of motors. Just him.

He took a step forward—immediately, the track crumbled away behind him, vanishing into a bottomless void. He took another step—more of the track disappeared. He tried turning back, but there was nothing left. No starting line. No finish line. No escape.

Then, voices.

A shadow emerged from the void ahead, stepping onto the track with unnatural fluidity. Luigi.

At the least, the shape of Luigi. His ubiquitous green hat and overalls he wore remained just the same as before, his eyes, however, were wrong ; gone also was his high spirit, a voice devoid of any warmth:.

"Captain Falcon," Luigi said, his head tilted slightly. "Always moving forward. Always trying to keep up." He took one step closer, boots clicking on the track. "But no matter how fast you go. you never catch up to anyone, do you? You're always first to cross the finish line, yet you're always behind."

Falcon clenched his fists. "That's not—"

"You're not a hero anymore. You're not a fighter anymore You're not a racer anymore." The voice didn't change tone, though it sliced deep. "You're punches tickle and you pretend it matters. No kingdom to save. No villain to conquer. No more purpose."

For a moment, the space beside Mario flickered and then filled. Zelda. She stepped onto the track with poise, her white eyes cold and piercing.

"The truth is," Zelda said softly, "they don't need you. They never have. But you already knew that. And that's okay."

More figures came forward now, emerging from the void. Samus. Link. Pikachu. Fox. Ike. Snake. Each and every one of them bore the same hollow white eyes, the same detached expressions. They ringed Falcon in a loose circle, their presence heavy.

Samus spoke next. Her voice carried no emotion, only weight. "You think they respect you?" She shook her head. "You’re soul is emptier than my armor. A man stuck in a mask because he knows there's no one beneath it. You can't stand to look at yourself without it. You're afraid to see the weakness in your own eyes. But you already knew that. And that's okay."

Link stepped forward, sword in hand but lowered, as if he had no need to lift it. "You fight. You race. You tell yourself it means something. But when the battles are over, when the tournaments end, do you ever stop to ask yourself—"

"What are you still doing here?"


The voices layered over one another, relentless, suffocating.

"Where are you going?"

"You're not as strong as you used to be."

"You're getting slower, weaker."

"They barely invite you anymore."

"You hear them whisper, don't you?"
Zelda's voice was the softest, but it struck the hardest. "How long before they cut you from the next tournament? Before you're just another trophy collecting dust? Where will you go then?"

Falcon took a step back, but the moment he did, the track collapsed faster. The figures of the Smash Brothers didn't move to stop him, didn't attack him. They only watched. initialized

Watching as he realized something.

The words weren't foreign to him.

They were the thoughts he already had.

Every doubt, every insecurity, everything he tried to bury beneath bravado and flashy moves-they were just saying what he already believed...

His breath hitched. His body felt heavier. Like the weight of their words was pressing him down, dragging him toward the abyss below. The figures of the Smash Brothers stepped closer now, their forms flickering like shadows.

"There's no finish line for you, Falcon."

"There's no end to the road to nowhere."


Falcon's fists shook at his sides, heart pounding against his ears. He yearned to fight, to make a surge ahead, to silence them with the brute force of his will-but how could you fight against something that already lived inside you?

The track beneath him shattered.

He fell.
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When he landed, he was no longer on the track. He was in the Smash Mansion. But something was wrong.

It was empty.

The hallways stretched long and hollow, the lights dim and flickering. He walked through the corridors, his footsteps echoing like they didn't belong.

He walked past the gym where he and Little Mac used to train. The punching bags were still swaying as if someone had just been there.

He passed the common room where the couch still had the faint indentation of where Pikachu used to curl up for a nap.

He passed by the kitchen, where a half-eaten plate of food sat at the table, steam still rising as if someone had just left it.

But there was no one.

He started to run. Faster. Faster. Looking for anyone. Anything.

Nothing.

He reached his own door. It was slightly open.

He stepped inside.

His room was gone.

No bed. No trophies. No racing memorabilia. No Falcon-styled decorations.

Just a chair.

And sitting in it—

No one.

Because there had never been anyone...

Because he had always been no one...
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Falcon's chest tightened. His breaths came in short, uneven gasps. The weight of the crystal's power pressed harder and harder against his mind, his body, his soul. The sorrow weighed upon him, crushing him from all sides.

"This is what happens in the end."

"You will be forgotten."

"Everything you have ever done will turn to dust."

"No one is waiting for you."

"No one ever was."

"But you already knew that."

"And that's okay."

"It always was."


Falcon's knees buckled, and he fell to his knees, his hands clasped around his helmet as his mind struggled against the voices, against the incompressible weight crushing in from every direction. He felt himself slipping, sinking into that abyss.

Perhaps the crystal was right.

Perhaps it would be easier to just… let go.

Let go of the fight.

Let go of the struggle.

Let go of everything.

His body felt so heavy.

So tired.

Maybe it was time.

Maybe—

"Falcon."

A voice.

Not the cruel whispers.

Not the weight of the void.

A real, familiar voice.

Shadow.

Somewhere-distant, yet close enough to reach.

"Don't listen to them."

Falcon gasped, his head jerking up. The weight upon his shoulders did not disappear, but something broke.

A thread.

A slender, almost invisible thread joining him back to the rear, to his friends, to the people who still resisted.

To the people who were still waiting for him.

He was not alone.

Not yet.

He growled with resolve as Captain Falcon firmed his fists and rose. The void around him cracked. The whispers faltered. The mansion blurred, dissolving back into light.

He wasn't going to sink.

He wasn't going to disappear.

Not Yet.

He was Captain Falcon.

And he had a fight to finish.
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The Plains
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The captive Moblin's breastplate was adorned with an emblem of a grinning silver and gold mask, showing his allegience to Lord Lunaris. He snarled at his captors. "Me not talk! General Mugorl come for me! General not leave Moblin behind! Will smash Smash Brothers!"

The Moblin's bravado was quickly proven to be false as he faltered almost immediately upon being threatened. "W-wait! General's orders: not hurt citizens! Me just so hungry..." As if on cue, the Moblin's stomach rumbled, and the beastman slumped in depression. He then remembered his predicament and upon seeing the stern faces of his captors, the Moblin panicked and waved his filthy clawed hands frantically. "No blame Moblins! No cause land rot! Rivers dry up! All hungry!"

Toon Link sensed that the Moblin had more information to give even if the grunt was too pea-brained to know it. He just needed the right encouragement! Toon Link smiled at the Moblin, then whipped out his Skull Hammer, carrying it easily in both hands. Toon Link's smile became a malevolent smirk, and the Moblin squealed in terror!

"Nonononono! No hurt me! No hurt! Uh...! Uh... The Stadium fell down! It did! Me not dere, but me felt ground shake! ... Oh. ... You already know dat. Um... Lord Lunaris lives in big flying castle! ... You already know dat too. Ah, um... General Mugorl and Lord Lunaris are bestest friends! Aww, you know dat too... I got it! General Mugorl LOVES pies, especially honey pies! General always has pie after dinner! And every morning he grooms his beard! General is very proud of beard! Me cannot grow beard. Me jealous!" Seeing that the Super Smash Brothers were not at all impressed, the unfortunate soldier racked his brain, trying to find something, anything, that might placate his cruel captors and spare him from meeting with a terrible fate! Toon Link thought he saw smoke coming out of the creature's pointed ears.

"Please no hurt! Me know things! Lots of things! Just, uh, gimme minute... AHA!" The Moblin soldier perked up as he had a eureka moment. "Me overheard Wizzrobe tell General things! Say rivers dry up because of Manbirds! It all Manbirds' fault, not Moblins!"

Toon Link, who was still holding the massive hammer, raised a brow in puzzlement. Manbirds? The Moblin nodded vigorously. "Yeah, yeah! Manbirds! Live in da clouds! Wizzrobe call dem, uh, angles! Yeah, angles!"

Toon Link pondered the Moblin's words. Angles? His eyes then widened in realization. Oh, he must have meant ANGELS! The swordsman recalled that the Angel land of Skyworld was hidden in the Sea of Clouds, high above the plains of the Smash Realm. But how, or why, would the Angels cause a drought? Besides that, if the Angels had been in the Smash Realm the entire time, why haven't they done anything about Lord Lunaris? Something was very wrong about all of this. Toon Link sighed in exasperation. If only he had not been separated from Pit! Surely he would have been able to provide some insight on the situation!

However, as important as this information was, Toon Link was unsure as to what the Super Smash Brothers, as they currently were, could do with it. It wasn't like they can just stroll right up to the gates of Heaven itself and knock, right? And there was still the problem with those floating golden orbs that shot down anything that intruded into their airspace. Unfortunately, Toon Link had no talking boat, or pirate captain turned princess, or wise spirit to guide him. He looked to Joker, Ike, and Daisy; all three of them leaders and wiser heads than he.

The Moblin grunt smiled hopefully, "Um, Smash fighters great heroes, yeah? Me go now?"
 
The Flying Citadel
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Kap'n Krook's blood red eyes landed on Pauline as she questioned his intentions. He licked his gold-plated fangs as he regarded her, then his gaze fell upon Kip and his Koopa Krew. The fearsome Kremling pirate snapped his jaws at them and cackled as the turtles instinctively withdrew into their shells, quivering in fear.

"Just doing my noble duty as a loyal servant of Lord Lunaris," he finally answered Pauline, removing his captain's hat and bowing. "These two traitors were found aiding the Super Smash Brothers, against our Lord's law!"

The Gnawtys collasped upon the ground, too exhausted to go any further. Shiri fluttered out of the castle and gasped upon seeing the captives. She flew over to Krook, struggling to keep her voice from trembling as she addressed him.

"P-please, captain. I-I'm sorry, but Lord Lunaris is n-not to be disturbed!"

Klay, the disgraced former Kremling Kap'n thought he saw an opportunity to regain some of Krook's favor. He bared his teeth and struck down the little fairy with a swing of his claw. "Ah shaddup ya stupid bug! Who are ye to speak to the Kap'n?!"

He raised his foot to stomp on Shiri. There was a crackle-pop and a flash of magic! Klay's fearful scream was cut short as an armored talon seized his maw and a curved sword blade was pressed to his soft throat. A horrified hush fell upon the grounds as Klay found himself staring into the dark slitted eyes of Lord Lunaris's mask!

Lunaris's voice was soft-spoken and hoarse, the danger in his tone turning Klay's blood to ice. "I know you Kremlings are stupid creatures, so let this be a warning: put your grotty hands on my fairy again, let one foul word leave your tongue, even eye her the wrong way, and I shall rip it out myself and force feed it to you. Have I made myself clear?"

The sorcerer's grip on Klay's jaws were like a vise and the metal claws dug cruelly into his scaly snout. He couldn't nod even if he didn't have a scimitar pressed to his neck. A pitiful whimper was all he could muster.

Lunaris tossed Klay aside and Krook laughed aloud, the only one in the vicinity seemingly undisturbed by what had just happened. Shiri, still shaking, flew into her master's cloak as he addressed Krook. "I heard news of the Black Scourge's sinking. Still alive, then?"

Krook bared his teeth in a fiendish grin. "Yarr, did ye really believe one can sink a krocodile, m'lord?" Getting straight into business, the Kap'n pointed at Cranky Kong and K. Lumsy with his hook. "After me 'n' me krew got to shore, we had a lil' talking-to with the local Gnawtys. They says they saw those two talkin' to the Smash Brothers. I brought 'em all in fer questioning!"

Still restrained by a large formidible Kremling, Cranky shouted at the masked Hylian. "You! You only saved me the trouble of coming all the way here myself!" He struggled futilely. "Bah! Get your grubby claws off of me, you rancid reptile! I'll beat that mummer until he is a murmur!"

Lunaris was amused by the old ape. Sheathing his sword, he calmly approached the prisoner and bowed with a flourish. "Donkey Kong Sr., welcome to the Flying Citadel. Please allow me to extend my most humble apology for the rudeness of my servants." Straightening up, Lunaris raised a hand and beckoned his Mii guard with a twitch of his fingers, "And an opportunity to cleanse this tarnish upon the Citadel's reputation with a free stay in the castle dungeons. As it just so happens, an old friend of yours is currently enjoying the legendary hospitality we offer!"

As the Mii guard escorted the ranting Cranky Kong away, Lunaris turned his attention to the massive Kremling who nearly took up the entirety of the castle courtyard. "As for this one..."

Though tears streamed down K. Lumsy's dopey face, he shut his eyes and mouth tight, clearly refusing to talk. Lunaris shrugged carelessly. "Very well, then. Until he is ready to speak, let us arrange some accommodations more suitable for our generously proportioned guest."

The Flying Citadel continued on its route. Trailing behind it was a large enchanted cage containing the unfortunate K. Lumsy, who continued to weep as the Golden Eyes swarmed around him like angry hornets, occasionally zapping him with lasers.
 
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Under her helmet, Samus narrows her eyes as her assault hits the mark. And to her surprise… her Ice Beam seems to really do some damage. If not physically, then emotionally. Rayquaza is enraged, that rage no doubt multiplied by the darkness within it.

But whatever ice energy had been built up is almost immediately shattered. The respite doesn’t last long at all. Samus skids to a halt, the ground under her armored boots coming loose with her momentum and weight. As if in slow motion… she watches as Rayquaza turns and looks her right in the eyes. And then something else familiar… it’s about to launch a Hyper Beam. For a moment, Samus’ eyes widen, but her surprise is quelled quickly by calm nerves and decades of experience.

Here is what she knows… the Hyper Beam they use is very powerful, especially when originated from a beast like Rayquaza. She is… fairly… sure she could survive. Fairly. It’s about 50/50 in her mind. She can’t outrun it. She has very little chance to evade it. Not at this range. And so Samus does what Samus do when faced with potentially devastating damage. Samus stares right back at Rayquaza, her arm cannon raising as it once more reconfigured itself. The soft blue glowing indicator on the side of the cannon now flickers to glowing orange. Her arm seems to shimmy a bit as power is drawn into the heart of the cannon, that power building with each second. If she is going to get blasted by Rayquaza, and possibly seriously hurt (or worse) she will go down swinging. The energy takes on a physical manifestion of an orb at the end of her cannon. Bending her knees and keeping her feet about shoulder length apart, she prepares for the impact from Rayquaza.

But…

The head of the beast suddenly jerks back, that immense beam being sent skyward. Nearly simutaneously Samus draws up her cannon and it powers down. And she releases a breath she had not realized she was holding. The armored warrior stumbles back a few steps while her onboard systems work to figure out what is happening, and powering down. Her gaze moves to the horns of the beast, and then she is able to spot an almost invisible… a grapple line? Her eyes track the thin line with some effort… and she can’t help but let out a relieved brief chortle upon spotting Big the Cat and his pal Froggy. Stance relaxing, she looks down at her feet to count the blessings she had been granted in the last 5 or so minutes. Looking up now she proceeds to walk back towards the group.

Seeming as cool and calm and awesome as always, brushing off the fact she just saw her life flash before her eyes. Her scanners automatically lock onto the beings around her… all of them showing positive life signs. Good, everyone is okay. If only a bit baffled. Her eyes would follow the good Nurse as now she cares for Rayquaza. Her gaze lingers upon the beast, seeing its suffering eased. She genuinely feels bad for it. The aggression showed, the fact it was ready to dismantle Samus and her comrades… none of that was Rayquaza’s doing. A dark influence. Something more than one of them is familiar with.

She stops near Pikachu, looking her over to ensure she is indeed okay. She seems the same as Samus, physically fine. With a low thud she drops to one knee next to Pikachu, facing the group. Her voice comes forth in a faintly muffled tone. “Thanks Big, thanks Froggy. You guys came through for us.” No emotion in her tone, just a statement of fact. Resting still on one knee, her gaze moves to Nurse Joy and the Lake Scientist, and then to the remnant of Dharkon’s blood as it corrupts the very life of the grass below it. “We’ll all come up with a plan, and we’ll deal with this. Together. But for the now…” she motions to the dark orb “We need to deal with that. I can come up with a containment for it. Keep it trapped and away from anything it could influence.”

And as she falls silent, listening to the ongoing conversations, she looks down to Pikachu out of the corner of her eyes and gives her a discrete thumbs up.
 

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