Howdy. When I bought ARMS I noticed it had no story whatsoever. It's a shame, since it has so much potential with it's variety of characters. So I started to ponder what it would be like if there was a story, and how exactly these ten weirdos found themselves in a tournament of extendable arms. As I thought about this, I came up with a unique story, and I am proud of it. I hope you enjoy!

RE-WRITTEN EDIT: DUE TO FIRST DRAFT NOT BEING UP TO STANDARD TO THE UPCOMING CHAPTERS.

'ARMS is a sport made for those who are unique in their own ways, to show off their gifts in the art of combat'.

The popular slogan lingers in the mind of millions of adoring fans who love the ARMS Grand Prix; The home to the fighters around the world with a special ability given to them: They have no arms, but instead long spring-like limbs that gives them the power to reach farther distances. Whether this occurred from manipulation from extraterrestrial beings, millions of years of human evolution, or just some extraordinary feat of magic, one thing is for certain: They're pretty darn cool.

The stage was set: The newcomer Max Jackson vs the Russian Rambler Steelimir. Max wears a wrestling onesie, revealing his scrawny body. Instead of having arms that looks as if they were just skin and bone, he bares extendable arms, landing him a spot in the ARMS Grand Prix, part of the first round in the long tournament ahead. His opponent, the veteran Steelimir, shadows Max, his arms made of literal steel and wearing nothing but boxer shorts and muscles only fit to a crazed Russian.

The crowd erupts as the bell rings inside Spring Stadium; A well-known arena for the ARMS Grand Prix. Trampolines surrounded the two fighters as they stand facing each other, waiting for someone to throw a punch. The scenario was described by the announcers for the match as a 'David versus Goliath' fight.

"Silly man," A low Russian accent escapes the giant, "I crush you like cockroach under foot!"

Max looks confused, "Uh.. You can't kill a cockroach-"

"YOU HEARD ME COCKROACH BOY!" The Russian yells as he slugs one of his steel fist straight at Max, who takes it head on. The punch sends him flying and landing on his side. As the newcomer jumps back to his feet, another fist comes straight towards him. He begins to dash sideways, dodging the giant boulders as they leave a mark in the wall of the stadium.

"Max dodges out of the way from the stream of punches chasing him down like a pack of piranhas! Look at him go!" An announcer commentates over the match.

"How is he doing that?" Another announcer yelps with a southern accent. Steelimir reels back his arms and prepares for his signature move. He springs out his extendable arms as far as he can and begins to spin, gaining speed as he does.

"The Russian Whirlpool! No way out of this one" The announcer says. Max ducks as the steel fists fly above him at a great speed. The long arms of Steelimir begin to vanish like ceiling fan arms do, the Russian barely dizzy from the spinning. Max carefully watches the fists to time his escape. He then jumps up, dodging the circulating steel rocks for hands and lands on a trampoline beside the middle of the arena.

"HUAH!" He bounces off and flies above Steelimir's whirlpool. Max then shoots out both of his hands and grabs the unsuspecting spinner by the face.

"HEY!" Before Steelimir and get the hands off, He is thrown up in the air by the head. Max launches Steelimir into a trampoline and punches hard mid-air, sending him crashing into the arena floor. The crowd cheers on as Max prepares his next move. Steelimir slowly gets up, anger printed on his face, "DIRTY COCKROACH!" Before Max can dodge, Steelimir pounces forward and swings the steel fist into Max's side, flinging the skinny fighter across the arena. As Max tries to get up, he is greeted with punch after punch. A hit in the abdomen sends Max to the ground, holding his stomach to ease the pain.

"And Max is down ladies and gentlemen!" The announcer states, carefully watching the fight.

"It's over!" The southern announcer declares as Steelimir stomps around the arena, celebrating his soon to come victory.

"Come on, puny cockroach boy. Go ahead and give up now!" Steelimir demands. Max gets up one foot, his other knee still to the ground, his face bruised.

Max smirks, "I will never give up" Out of nowhere, Max lets out a strong roar, sending a burst of light from his body, blinding Steelimir. As the Russian's vision returns, he steps back in shock as he sees Max. The scrawny fighter now has giant muscles to rival his opponents, veins popping out of his neck and head. The stranger part about this transformation however was the fact that he is glowing.

"He has his super!" The announcer stands up from his desk. Steelimir slams his teeth together as he tries to send both of his steel fists at Max, but the glowing warrior jumps above it, dodging. The fists go right through the wall, making them stuck leaving the Russian wide open. Max smacks his fist together and starts to rapidly throw bone-crushing punches Steelimir, each one perfectly imprinting on his face. The crowd cheers as Max's glow and muscles fade away and Steelimir falls over, unconscious.

"That's it! It's over! Max Jackson moves on to the next round" The announcer gets as excited as the crowd.

"That was amazing! This 'Max' guy is going to go far" The southern announcer says. The crowd erupts as the small Max waves on at the newly made fans. A little girl also begins to cheer, but not at the stadium, but rather in a small garage, staring at a small television, covered in dirt. She claps her hands together as she rolls on to her back, looking up at the ceiling.

"Man, I love that fight!" She says, suddenly a loud mechanical noise comes from the corner of the garage. Sitting down in the corner appears to be a giant robot suit crudely spray-painted yellow. The most noticeable feature is that it has spring arms like the fighters on the television. It shakes, making gears shift inside and the headlights in the front turn off and on that were stolen from a car.

"What do you want?" The little girl asks. She appears to be quite young and short as she walks over to the robot as if it is saying something. The robot shakes some more. "So, you don't like ol' Max Brass, huh? Well I guess we can't be friends no more" She says to the robot suit as she smiles and opens the front and begins to fix some gears that have come loose. "You better now ya' crybaby?" Suddenly, one of the spring arms pulls back and shoots straight through the side of the garage, revealing the sunlight through a hole.

"Hey!" The girl stomps her foot down, "You're fixing that!" she sighs and walks over to the small television. She presses a button and a VHS tape spits out from underneath, "Well, I'm fixing that.." she mutters as she puts the tape on a shelf with others and small little figurines made of metal and heads out to fix the wall. The VHS tape reads, 'ARMS GRAND PRIX - 1981'.

The Yabuki Gym is open right after Northwest Anken College finishes it's classes, making it the best place for college kids to work out. Plus, an amazing pizza place is a quick jog down from the gym, making it perfect for Andy. He enters the sweat-scented jungle gym, hiding himself underneath a grey hoodie. Andy drops the head flap on the hoodie, revealing his crazy hairdo: smooth blue swirly hair as if a big tube of toothpaste splatted on top of him. He begins to stretch, preparing for his daily routine, when he is interrupted by voice calling for help. He turns around to see a short bald man, possibly the owner of the gym, trying to reach a large box on a high shelf he can not reach.

"Hey, you!" The bald man points at Andy, "help me out here, will ya'?"

"Sure dude" Andy replies casually. His hand suddenly springs out from his hoodie sleeve and shoots across the gym and grabs the box for the man. The owner jumps backwards, freaking out about the sudden long arm.

"WHAT ON EARTH?!" The bald man yells in terror.

"What's wrong?" Andy looks confused, wondering why the man is scared to death by his helping hand. Literally.

"What are you, some kind of.. S-Spring Man?" The old man quickly retreats into his office on the other side of the room.

He didn't even take the box.. Oh well, Andy thinks as he brings the box to him using the extendable arm, "Oooh, new towels. Rad"

As Andy begins his daily routine after inspecting the towels- which smell like fruit, very fancy- A television in the corner of the room is broadcasting a local news channel when the news anchor with slick black hair and a thin moustache begins giving some announcements. ".. And coming up this Saturday, The top billboard singer icon, Ribbon Girl, will have a concert at the Miyamoto Silver Theatre down at Buster Beach as part of her tour. Tickets are on sale now, but I would hurry, they're selling quite fast. Not often do we get this type celebrity treatment in this area. In other news, man with a strange hat has been seen running around New Do.." Andy blocks out the television after the news anchor finishes about the concert.

He has always been fascinated with that Ribbon Girl. Not like he listens to her songs or anything, but that she, too, has the extendable arms. She's the only one he knows of that has the ability besides himself. Obviously it is not just those two that have the power of long reaching arms since they use to hold big ARMS tournaments with many fighters. But that was back in the 80s, and all of those people are retired or dead. The popularity of the sport died down to the point of it not even showing up on television anymore. Soon it disappeared entirely, whether it was from the interest of the people decreasing or the lack of contenders, since having these arms is very rare.

Andy use to have a normal life with normal arms. One morning, back in middle school, he woke up and felt as if his arms have been cut off, as he felt no weight of them. But he was still able to move his hand. His alarm clock that sits on a counter beside his bed goes off, loud and obnoxiously as usual, and he goes to press the snooze button. But, instead of slapping it like usual, his arms suddenly extends farther than he thought and he punched right through his door. He was freaked out of course, but then realized having these arms were 'rad'.

Now nearing the end of college, Andy is kind of seen as an outcast. Even though Ribbon Girl, a famous beloved pop singer, has the very same arms he does, when he uses his ability he gets odd glances and an exorcist. He gets it though, he's a weird dude. But man, it's cool.

Ribbon Girl is playing with her hair in the back of the tour bus, getting ready to go out and eat with her crew. She sits in front of a mirror humming to herself when someone opens the door to her room, "Miss Pleat?" A raspy high pitched voice yells. A strange skinny man with big glasses and a headset barges in. Ribbon Girl shoots out her arm and slams the door in their face.

"Dave, I told you to not come into my room. I have to make my hair perfect. No one can see it not fixed" Ribbon Girl says. Dave yells from the other side of the door, but it hard to hear through the door. Ribbon Girl shrugs and opens the door, "Yes, Dave?"

"The driver doesn't know how to get to this noodle joint you were talking about. We need directions" Dave sys.

Ribbon Girl looks out the window to see a beach in the far distance. "Well, it is west of the beach were performing at- I know that for sure- So just keep looking. It has a giant ramen bowl on top of it"

"Miss Pleat, may I-"

"You can call me Kaitlyn, Dave" Ribbon Girl says.

".. Miss Pleat, may I ask, why are we going to some small noodle place? Wouldn't you rather go to one of those expensive diners down by the coast?"

"Nah. Those places are boring and smell like old men in tuxedos. The Mintendo Noodle House is just as good as any of those restaurants. Plus, I have a friend I need to see" Ribbon Girl, Kaitlyn, says.

The tour bus finally arrives to the noodle restaurant, which literally has a giant metal ramen bowl on top of it, and parks in several parking spaces. Kaitlyn puts on a big fur coat and sunglasses to hide from paparazzi, but refuses to wear her hat as she spent so much time on her hair. They step inside, and the place is crowded. The Chinese music can barely block out the noise of chatting and laughter coming from the stalls and tables and the cooks in the back banging utensils around making food. To avoid waiting time, Kaitlyn sits at the bar in front of the kitchen alongside two bodyguards who sit on either side of her.

A young waitress walks over to where they're sitting, wearing an apron and a beanie, "Hello, welcome to Mintendo Noodle House," the waitress bows and then pulls out a pen and paper, "Can I start you out with drinks?"

"Say there, pretty lady," Kaitlyn speaks in the most lowest redneck voice she can do, "Why don't you go bow again, I didn't get a good look the first time"

".. Excuse me?" The waitress asks, confused.

"You heard me.. Min Min" Kaitlyn takes off her sunglasses and giggles.

The waitress gasps and jumps back, "KAITLYN?!" 'Min Min' reaches over the bar and tries to hug her, but the bodyguards shove her off.

"Hey, back off!" One says. The waitress does just that.

"Ah, don't worry Ricardo, she's an old friend. She's cool" Ribbon Girl tells Ricardo.

"Oh my gosh, Kaitlyn, I haven't seen you in forever! Well, I mean, I see you on TV a lot, but still. I can't believe you're here-" Min Min suddenly realizes she is at her job, "Oh, sorry, what can I get for you to drink?"

The two begin to chat with one another as Min Min brings her drink to her and then her ramen noodles she ordered. "Yeah, I heard something was going on at the beach earlier, but I didn't know it was you"

"Yeah, I was feeling homesick, so I had to include someplace nearby here. I remember we use to hang out on that beach back in middle school and then come back here and have a sleepover in your room. Is it still the storage room?" Ribbon Girl asks.

"Yep! And I like it. Speaking of school, do you still go to high school?" Min Min asks in return.

"Not anymore. Well, not physically. I do it online so I can continue my tour" Kaitlyn looks around, "Man, this place hasn't changed one bit since I left" Suddenly a yell could be heard behind them. The bodyguards turn around along with Kaitlyn to see a waiter about to fall over, hands full of ramen bowls. Min Min sees what is happening and shoots off her arm across the restaurant and catches the waiter.

"Be more careful, Daichi!" Min Min commands at the waiter- who is her older brother- as she brings her arm back. "Sorry about that, he's clumsy"

Kaitlyn looks at Min Min's arms, "Heh, I remember, those were the reason we became friends"

"Oh yeah, the only two girls to have these arms. That was the reason I went up and talked to you. You were one of the popular girls"

"And you were super shy" Kaitlyn giggles.

"Yeah.. Nothing has changed, huh?" Min Min says, kind of softly. Kaitlyn tilts her head at her friend. A large voice of a old Asian man comes from the kitchen.

"MINAKO! Come help cook this!" Someone yells.

"Yes, father" Min Min replies as she walks back in the kitchen. 'Min Min' was always Kaitlyn's nickname for her friend. Kaitlyn continues eating until Minako comes back.

"You know Min Min, I think you could get some fame yourself if you showed off those arms more often" Kaitlyn tells her.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I stood out back when I went to the singing contest back in 9th grade because I had these arms. People are fascinated by them, and you're the only person I know who has them"

"That'd be nice, but I can't be a pop singer"

"I didn't mean that. I meant, like, maybe go off and use those arms to get some attention. I know that 'Grand Prix' whatever doesn't go on anymore since the 90s, but you could do other things" Ribbon Girl states.

".. Then who would help out here?" Minako asks.

Kaitlyn giggles, "You really gonna work here forever Min Min?"

"It's my families tradition. We've had this Noodle House back for a long time, and after my father, we need someone to take care of it. And I surely don't want Daichi to do it" She laughs, but Kaitlyn looks a bit concerned.

"Wait, so you're really not gonna do anything else?"

Minako thinks for a moment, ".. I mean, I would like to I guess, but this restaurants more important. And plus, I have a use for my arms here. I'm way better at cooking and getting people there food than anyone else. Watch" Min Min grabs a plate of food that was given to her from the kitchen and then springs her arm out across the diner to the customer's table. They are startled at first, but then start clapping happily.

Kaitlyn tries to change the subject, "Well, you are coming to my concert, right? I already have an entire plan for the day for us to do. We're gonna play all day at the beach and then you're getting front row seats-"

"I can't come"

Ribbon Girl pauses, ".. What?"

"I have to work on Saturdays. Sorry Kate" Minako says softly.

".. Y-You can't be serious. I planned this part of the tour just so I can hang out with you, and now we can't? Can you at least try?"

"I'll try, but my Dad is strict, you know that" Minako says.

Kaitlyn lets out a hidden frown from inside the fur coat, "Well," She says as she stands up, "I guess we have to go now. We're busy for the rest of the day. Thanks for the food... See you Saturday?"

"Maybe" Minako says, smiling. It turns into a slight frown though. Both say goodbye and Kaitlyn gets back in the tour bus and they drive off.

Back at the college, Andy is sitting down in his dorm watching television after getting back from eating at the pizza place. His roommate barges in, like usual. "Hey, I have a question for you" The roommate asks. You can tell he works out, even though he's shorter than Andy. Like, a good bit short.

"What?" Andy says, still in his hoodie.

"You want to go to that concert Saturday by the beach? It's gonna be cool" The roommate holds up two tickets.

"Pfft. You into that kind of music man?" Andy laughs.

"Uhh... Nah, nah"

"Then why'd you buy tickets for it?" Andy questions. The roommate looks away, thinking.

"Aight, fine. I bought these so I could ask Amanda to come with"

"And what'd she say" Andy asks.

"... 'Who are you?'" The roommate replies.

Andy smirks, "Good flirting there man. But, if you bought these to try to get a date, then why you askin' me to go?"

The roommate pauses, "Well, I did ask a few chicks, but then I just decided to ask you. I'd thought you might want to see that Ribbon Girl cause.. Ya' know.."

"The arms?"

"Yeah dude" The roommates flinches in case he offended Andy or not.

Andy thinks about it. It would be cool to go to a concert, even though a lot of kids will be there. Two grown college guys would be out of place. But then, he has a point. Ribbon Girl is the only other person he knows who has the arms. Maybe he could try talking to her, having something in common that's so rare to everyone else. "Aight, we'll go"

"Good. Didn't want these to go to waste. They're front row after all"

"What?" Andy's eyes widen, "Why'd you buy front row? That would cost you, like, your entire life's savings"

"One word: Amanda" The roommate finger guns as he walks out of the room, but accidentally bumps into the door in the process.

There is one place where no one is talking about the concert, and that would be on the other side of the country. In the Master Hampton Cemetery, a old janitor with a dirty beard is cleaning up litter and polishing gravestones in the middle of the night. Amongst the gravestones lies a big well kept mausoleum. But this mausoleum is not for someone who has just died recently, but instead is for a long lost Egyptian Pharaoh: King Maibe.

Now, why is there a Pharaoh in some normal cemetery rather than a museum? Well, to be frank, Maibe is a very unknown Pharaoh. Matter of fact, he's not even considered one. Maibe, back in the time of Egypt, competed in tournaments using his long extendable arms. He fought in places like Al Minya and Al Jizah and eventually made his way up to Cairo, where he declared himself Pharaoh amongst the crowd of people. No one honestly cared about him, just thought he was some loon who fought in tournaments, so technically he was no Pharaoh. But he thought of himself he was, which is what counts I guess.

When he died, they did not give him a proper Pharaoh burial. No pyramid or anything. They simply just stuck him in the ground and continued on with their lives. The only ones who went to see him was his family ad soon their visits stopped as well. Now, a couple generations later, his casket was found by archeologist. To research and find out who this person was, the body was flew to scientists and historians who, upon seeing the arms, knew exactly who it was. And now he lays at rest inside a local cemetery, far from his original home.

The Janitor walks into the mausoleum and begins mopping the floor. He sprays water on a huge casket that lays in the middle of the room on a pedestal, and wipes it off with a worn off rag. As the janitor turns and leaves, the casket begins to glow a dark purple.

Suddenly, it begins to shake, as if something wants out. The lid flies open as a giant wrapped up arm shoots out and lands on the floor of the mausoleum. A gigantic figure steps out of the casket and walks out into the night with their footsteps causing the ground to shake. The janitor turns back around the see a large figure in the shadows that is double his height and length. Two large hands grab the janitor by his shirt collar and ascends him in the air.

"May I help you?" The janitor says casually, unfazed by the circumstances.

"Have you no respect? Speak to me properly"

"Oh, uhh... May I help you, sir?"

"There you go. Now, where am I?"

"You are standing in the middle of the Master Hampton Cemetery. Now who are you exactly? Got a relative here somewhere to visit?"

The large figure steps out of the shadows, revealing a large bulky man with purple skin, wrapped up like a mummy, "I am the greatest Pharaoh to ever live. I am King Maibe!"

"Pharaoh? You mean like that King Tut?"

"You know 'em? That kid owes me money"

"Say, you look like you're a bit early for Halloween" The janitor is still in the air.

"Who is this 'Halloween'? Is he the ruler of this place? I demand to speak to him"

"Well, I can call my boss in a bit, but it is in the middle of the night" The janitor says.

"I see. Now, how do I get back to Egypt from here" Maibe yells.

The janitor ponders for a second, "Well, you can fly there if you want."

"I am not a bird, you fool. I woke up in that box over there and I demand answers!" Maibe points to the casket and the janitor thinks about it.

"Oh, are you a zombie?" The janitor asks.

"No, I'm not Azombie. I am Maibe!" The janitor then notices Maibe's long arms.

"Hey, you have some of those slinky arms like that girl on TV" The janitor says.

"What? Someone else with the gift of the Gods? Who is this Girlonteevee you speak of?" Maibe asks.

"Well, there's this girl who has arms just like that. She's real famous" The janitor is still very much in the air.

"Famous, eh?" Maibe wonders.

"Yeah, personally I don't like that type of electronic trashy music she does, but she sure is talented though" The janitor rambles on.

Maibe has not paid attention to what the janitor has said, "So, it seems someone has challenged my superiority in the combat of arms. I shall reclaim my title as the greatest and strongest ARMS champion like I've always been! Now, where can I find Girlonteevee?"

"Well, she's one of them who tours through the country, so I don't know"

"Ah, I see. Always moving to find new opponents," Maibe grins, "Then I will have to track her down myself" The giant Mummy laughs and puts the janitor on the ground and begins to walk away.

"Bye zombie man!"

"I AM MAIBE"

Well, what will happen at the concert now? How will Kaitlyn and Minako handle their situation? How will King Maibe affect any of this as he continues his hunt? And will Andy's roommate ever score with Amanda? Probably not. But anyway, hope you enjoyed the first chapter of this nonsense. I decided to give the characters actual names, so sorry if it's a bit confusing. Please leave a review and any criticism so I can improve on my writing. Thank you for reading!