Hello there, everyone! :D Yes, I'm back with a brand new Super Smash Bros. fanfic. It's unlike anything I've ever written, and I'm super excited.

I'm starting this fanfic with a prologue, so this is what this is. The first official chapter will be uploaded next week, and new chapters will be uploaded every Thursday, unless other circumstances force me to postpone said update.

Just to be clear, this fanfic is set in an AU where Marth is the president of Smashville, a made up city where all Smashers live. The SBI- AKA the Smash Bureau of Investigation- is extremely similar to the FBI, and those in the SBI are Smashers. NO ONE is there "regular selves"- for example, Marth is not the Hero King from his world. I will try my damnest to not be OOC, but I do apologize if anyone is too OOC for your liking.

Also, just to be clear: this fanfic is NOT actually about the assassination of John F. Kennedy. There may be some minor similarities to this fanfic and the real-life assassination, but I assure you that they will be vastly different. The title of this fanfic is just a song lyric from a leaked Lana Del Rey song called JFK. I hope that clears up any confusion.

I own absolutely nothing.

Anyways, please read & enjoy! :D

President Marth adjusted the collar of his white button-down shirt. Today was the day of his speech on gun control, and he wanted to look perfect. He didn't want to look like a stuffy politician; he wanted to look like a regular Smasher, one of his people. After all, what good would it be to look stiffly formal if the people of Smashville were uncomfortable by it?

Anyways, as Marth made sure that his outfit was perfect, someone knocked on the door to his room.

"Who is it?"

"Just me."

Marth smiled. "Come in, love."

Caeda- his wife and the First Lady of Smashville- entered the room. She spun around to show off the outfit she'd chosen for today- a yellow floral dress, a thin white cardigan, and a pair of nude pointed-toe heels.

"Well? Do I look okay?" she asked apprehensively.

"No," Marth answered, "You look beautiful."

"Thank you," Caeda replied. She felt her cheeks turn red at the compliment, prompting Marth to kiss her head.

"Don't be shy. You always look beautiful, love."

"I believe you. I just want to look my best for today's speech. I know it's your speech, but-"

Marth silenced his wife with a passionate kiss. When they broke apart, he had a serious yet loving expression on his face.

"It's alright, love. Are you ready to go?"

"I am," Caeda said. "Are you?"

"Yes. Let's go, shall we?"

Caeda nodded. "Yes, please."

The couple exited their room hand in hand. When they got to the exit of the Parliament House, they were greeted by Captain Falcon and the rest of the Smash Secret Service.

"Good morning, Mr. President. Good morning, First Lady."

"Greetings, Captain Falcon. Are the vehicles ready?" Marth asked.

"Yes, although I'm afraid we had to make a change."

"Oh? What's wrong?"

"One of the vans wouldn't start this morning," Captain Falcon explained. "We've taken it to get fixed, but it won't be ready until tomorrow. There's still one van that works, but the only other car available is a convertible."

"Caeda and I will ride in the convertible," Marth said.

"Are you sure, Mr. President?" SS Agent Shulk questioned. "I don't think that's a smart idea."

"I second that," fellow agent Link added. "Yours and the First Lady's safety are most important to us."

Marth glanced at his wife. "What would you be most comfortable with?"

"It's a lovely day today. Why don't we go in the convertible?" Caeda suggested.

"Then it's settled! We'll go in the convertible. One of you can sit in the passenger seat."

"I will," Captain Falcon said.

"Thank you, Falcon. I appreciate it."

"Just doing my job, Mr. President."

The drive to the auditorium where Marth had to go to deliver the speech was about an hour away from his residence. Luckily, traffic was fairly clear, with the car having to make only a couple of stops.

Caeda's eyes drifted off to the sky. It wasn't all that early in the morning, so the sun was out for everyone to see. Not a single cloud interrupted the clear blue sky, making her smile. Such a clear day was rare in April; it was known to rain almost daily this time of year, so a clear sunny day was a day to truly appreciate it.

She was suddenly drawn out of her thoughts by a hand touching her right thigh. By the time she looked at her husband, he had begun to trace small circles with his thumb on her dress.

"I love you," Caeda said abruptly.

She was surprised by her saying this the way she had. She had said those three simple yet powerful words to Marth on more than one occasion, and each time she had meant it. But that last "I love you" felt… different. Caeda felt as though she had to say it to him right then and there, no excuses. She would never complain about such a thing, but it did make her feel slightly uneasy.

"I love you too, beautiful."

Caeda smiled softly at her husband. She then grabbed his hand and held it in her lap. They weren't one for PDA, so this would be the extent of her showing affection. Marth squeezing her hand was his response, making her grin.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

The sound shattered the tranquility of the morning. The car the couple were in began to speed off while the screams of civilians filled the air.

"Marth?!" Caeda shrieked.

She looked beside her, and screamed at Marth's bloody body. He was bleeding from his head, back, and chest from what she could see, and blood spatter had gotten on her dress. She was quick to check herself for any injuries, but none were found.

Marth was the only person to get shot.

"We're driving to the hospital as fast as we can," said the driver, Little Mac.

"STEP ON IT!" Caeda screamed. "Marth's dying!"

Captain Falcon was already on the phone with 911, explaining the situation to the dispatcher. He had passed Caeda the shirt off his back so she could desperately try to stop the bleeding. She alternated between the three areas she saw blood coming from.

"Marth, please say something!" she begged.

"Caeda…"

"Stay awake! We're almost at the hospital!"

The drive to the hospital felt like it was taking forever when in reality, it only took less than five minutes. Little Mac and Captain Falcon grabbed Marth and dragged him into the E.R. The admitting nurse was quick to rush the trio to the appropriate area. Caeda followed far behind.

"This is the President of Smashville!" Captain Falcon explained. "You have to help him!"

"You're joking, right? This isn't the president!" Dr. Mario replied. "This man looks like him, but it can't really be him!"

Caeda entered the operating room with a hardened glare. She opened her mouth to identify herself and her husband, but it turned out to not be necessary.

"Oh my God… this is the real thing," he muttered.

Dr. Mario ushered them out, and let a team of nurses and doctors in to begin emergency surgery.

But just half an hour later, Dr. Mario exited the room. He looked heartbroken and angry all at once, confirming everyone's worst fears.

"I'm so sorry, Miss… but Marth didn't survive. We did everything we could to save him, but his wounds were just too grave. I'm so sorry."

Caeda collapsed and began to cry harder than she'd ever cried before. Captain Falcon and Little Mac moved her into a private room so she could mourn without anyone jeering at her. Once she calmed down, she asked to see her husband alone. Dr. Mario gave her the green light to do so, and she was inside almost immediately.

"The SBI's gonna be all over this," Captain Falcon said.

"So will the damn media," Little Mac noted. "There's gonna be a media frenzy to find out every last detail."

"Keep quiet for now," Captain Falcon instructed. "Don't say shit about what's happened. I'll make a phone call to SNN to get them to make a death announcement. No details will be given, other than that the president was shot and brought to the hospital, where he died. This is going to be huge news as it is- there's no reason to make it a bigger spectacle than it already will be. Got it?"

"You have my word," Little Mac replied.

There ya go! I hope you all enjoyed the prologue of this fanfic. :)

Please review, and don't forget to stay tuned for chapter 1! :D

- Elizabeth