Ahaha, hello everybody. This here's my first fanfiction here, although this is more of a prologue. Yeah, I know, boring, but nessisary.

I do not own anything but the story. All songs, characters, places and ideas go to their respective creators. I will not be making money off of this.

Everyone knows the two God-like things that brought the Worlds together. However, it is not known if they actually created these worlds, or if they just stumbled across them, on their travels. Master Hand and Crazy hand were the two that brought us to the Smash universe, and it is them that allow us to come back to life after each and every battle. As long as we fight for them, they will allow us to return.

I was told that they never intended on making all the worlds into one... At least, not at first.

Master Hand was the master of order, of light. He was the benevolent, older brother, and he has always watched over us. However, at first, he was opposed to the idea of the joining of the worlds.

Crazy Hand was the creator of Chaos, of strife, but also the excitement that made battle so enticing. In order to create more of the battle he so wanted, he wanted to destroy the barriers his brother created to separate the worlds. He had wanted to see all of them combined into one world, which they would rule, as Gods.

Of course, this caused conflict.

The two continuously argued over the centuries as their multiple worlds thrived and survived each fight more desperate then the last. It all came to a head when Crazy Hand finally overcame his brother, and destroyed the barriers separating the worlds. Hundreds of thousands of miles of land were destroyed as they combined, resulting in uncountable deaths... To the citizens of those worlds, they saw a storm of legendary proportions, followed by an earthquake that could never be reproduced, even by the most advanced technology.

When the citizens of the new, combined world stood outside of their destroyed homes, they saw what it had become. Medieval castles now stood next to futuristic tracks, while talking animals existed next to robots and guns and swords were both commonplace. The Master Hand saw what had happened, and in order to preserve peace, chose a number of individuals to act as peacekeepers between the combined worlds. He took the shattered Barrier, and formed it into four crystals, which he gave to the most powerful royalty of the lands. Prince Marth, Prince Roy, Princess Zelda, and Princess Peach, all received one, and were told never to tell anyone of them. At the same time, Crazy Hand prepared his own choices to keep things interesting.

Those first few years were dark, I remember. On several occasions, there was nearly a world-wide war, when the dark Kings of different worlds saw each other as threats. I remember King Bowser being a huge threat to several of the smaller countries. However, Master Hand had an idea. This idea was the creation of one tournament, held in the prestigious Mushroom Kingdom that would bring the new worlds together in culture as well as land.

The Super Smash Tournament was one of the largest events in all of the Smash Universe. The first person to win was Mario, Champion of the Mushroom Kingdom, with a close second being Link. The first tournament was a huge success, so much so that a second was planned. Melee, as it was called, introduced many new combatants, including Prince Marth and Prince Roy themselves. The winner of that tournament was Link, the Hero of Time.

By then, the tournament was so popular that hundreds of people flocked to the scene to enter the third tournament, called Brawl. While the contestants from the last one were sent invitations, some could not attend for some reason or another. Prince Roy was one of them, which saddened many others. In his place, a newcomer was sent to make sure those Kingdoms were properly represented. All anyone knew about him was his name. Ike. However, three weeks before the Tournament was to start, the invasion began, during a small match between two friendly nations. I remember it well. Brawl was to be my first tournament, so I had gone to the new Smash Stadium to see what I was against.

That day, all hell broke loose.

The Subspace Army aimed to take over the world, led by the mysterious Tabuu, and controlling several esteemed members of the Smash community. Subspace bombs destroyed hundreds of miles of land and buildings, and killed hundreds. For a while, it seemed like there was no stopping the Subspace Army. However, through the combined efforts of the Heroes, Tabuu was defeated, and everything returned to normal... But there was one death that affected all. Master Hand could not be revived, due to Crazy Hand's power of destruction instead of creation. Finally, the god saw his mistake in combining the worlds.

However, the show had to go on, and there was no turning back time.

The Brawl Tournament continued on, without any more interruptions. The fighting was fierce, and there were more than a few close calls, with all of the new combatants. And who was to come out on top but the darkhorse player, Ike? He had been essential to the defeat of Tabuu, so it only made sense that he took the title, and with it, the young Prince Marth's heart.

After that, the mercenary seemed to disappear, leaving the rest of us Smashers to plan for the next tournament in a year. Crazy Hand was left to mourn his brother's death, and study the effects of the four crystals he left behind.

Only half a year passed before trouble started again.

That was only a few weeks ago. Once more, a large army threatened the country, starting by taking over small communities in the middle of nowhere. Refugees from the conquered areas flooded in, telling horrifying tales of monsters, demons, all led into battle by seven people. They said the army was cursed, and so we took to calling them the Cursed Army. Peach was the most worried, I think. She had seen her people in the Mushroom Kingdom suffer to the claws of Bowser, and the incident with the Subspace Army only made her fears worse.

And only yesterday, two mysterious individuals appeared at the Stadium. The male was covered by a vivid red coat, and had a mop of starlight silver hair. The female had dark brown hair, and heterochromic eyes. I was the one to discover them, all beaten up and covered in blood. The red one swore a lot, especially at me, and I was not impressed with his demanding to see Princess Peach.

She ordered me to show them in, however, and I complied. They introduced themselves as Dante and Lady, and they had come to warn the Smashers that the Cursed Army was on their way. We had only two days before the war was taken to our doorstep once more.

The worst part is... Only a third of the Smashers are actually here.

So... How did I do?