Welcome back to Unity rewrite! I own nothing, and hope you enjoy my story. I have ONE point to make. Samus is hiding her gender. No one here, except Peach, Mewtwo, and Zelda know she's a she. So as Mewtwo Peach and Zelda are not narrating and neither is Samus, Samus will be referred to as 'he' until further notice. Thank you.

Here we go!

Day after day, they battled. Best friends fought. Brothers and sisters. Lovers fought each other. They even fought themselves. And there was never an end.

Link looked down at her. She lay sprawled across the ground, unconscious. Her dress torn, her face cut. By his sword. He reached down and lifted her, gently, into his arms, carrying her back. Tears fell from his eyes.

"Zel..." he said softly. "What are we going to do?"

"This has to end," he heard. Looking over, he saw the prince, Marth, kneeling over his friend, Roy. Roy's eyes were open, but he groaned with pain. "I'm so sorry, Roy," Marth said.

"It's OK," Roy said. "It's not your fault." He tried a smile, but it quickly turned into a grimace of pain.

"That hand..." said Link. Marth looked over. "That hand has to go. We can't live like this forever."

"You're right," said Marth. "I don't know how, but it does."

The conscious three looked over to see Kirby, the little pink one, being dragged onto the battlefield by the Hand. A tear fell from his big blue eyes. It splashed across the ground. He was tossed into the arena. The Hand came among them. It picked up Link. He hung like a doll in its fingers.

"Zel!" he called, struggling.

"I'll take care of her," said Marth. "Don't worry." He picked Zelda up. Roy stood, leaning on Marth's shoulders, and the little group limped back towards the place where they stayed.

And Link was tossed again into the battle, to harm someone he counted friend. "Forgive me," he whispered to Kirby. Kirby nodded. And then they fought.