A/N: I need your help; read bottom A/N for details
Testing the New BeltsWhen the next day arrived and Brian had had his morning cup of coffee, he decided to get to work right away on the belts. However to his horror, he discovered that some of the creatures were not going to be able to fit them.
"How the Hell am I supposed to get a belt on Kirby," Brian half shouted into the intercom.
"Brian, I chose you for the project because I knew you could find away around these things. You're clever enough aren't you?" Miyomato said quickly trying to calm down Brian who now had a large purple brain on his forehead. "Why don't you try putting the belt on Kirby's ankle?" Miyomato suggested.
"I can't," Brian flustered throwing his arms in the air in frustration. "The belt has to be big enough to fit all of the parts I need. I can't make these belts microscopic. And what about Pikachu. He is miniscule. Miniscule I tell you. I know you said the pokémon were smaller but I didn't think they were going to be that small. I've never seen anything that puny before. How is he to fight anyways?"
"Oh, Pikachu does pack a punch," Miyomato explained. "But anyways, I'm quite sure you'll find some way Brian. I have to go and organize the pick-up for the fighters so I'll leave you to your work. However, I'll leave you with the note that Kirby also decided to arrive early, and will be coming in three days if that helps you. Good Luck." And with those last few words the hologram dissipated.
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"Alright. Marth, Roy, will start on my count," Brian shouted. Marth nodded and readied himself for battle, his sword Falchion, poised and ready for any sudden movements. Brian had wanted to do some more tests on the belts, so Marth and Roy happily agreed. Roy Himself was standing on the other side of the makeshift ring, his own sword drawn, glinting threateningly in the dim lighting. Both fighters were glaring at each other, despite the fact that they were both good friends. But Brian new that most of these fighters would probably take practising very seriously, and would do anything to come out on top even in a simple sparring match.
"Well start already," Roy said impatiently, cracking a slight smile before returning to the glare contest between the two fighters while striking a fighter's stance and raising his sword for attack.
"Three," Brian shouted while preparing to run out of the arena the moment he brought the practise stick to the floor. "Two, One, GO." Brian shouted while slapping the stick to the floor and running like heck out of the ring. When he looked back, he saw Marth and Roy already engaged in an intensive melee.
Roy went for a simple vertical slash to start the match off, but Marth ducked low to avoid and Roy's simple but effective attack and tried to counter by lunging his own blade into Roy's gut. Roy, however, saw it coming and used a roundhouse kick to knock the hilt of the blade out of the way with his boot. Marth didn't drop his sword, but it was knocked a good deal sideways throwing Marth off guard, and leaving Roy open to attack.
"HEEYAAG!" Roy shouted, bursting towards the fumbling Marth at high speeds. Brian watched in amazement as Roy's sword glowed a brilliant shade of orange. But what he was even more amazed at was the fact that not only Roy's sword changed colour, but his body too. As the edge of the sword neared Marth, Roy's body changed a brilliant shade of green.
WHAM!
Marth was knocked a few feet back, his feet being lifted off the ground. But Roy brought his sword around again and hit him square in the shoulder sending Marth flying a bit higher, his body colour now changing to blue. Marth grunted in pain, as he was helpless against Roy's vicious attack. But Roy wasn't done yet. Roy brought his sword back, and with a final burst of red light from his sword, vicious stabbed Marth square in the chest, sending Marth flying a good seven feet before he came crashing to the ground.
Brian risked a glance at the damage meter on his laptop. To his utter amazement, Marth had only suffered eighteen percent damage. Amazed at this, Brian looked eagerly back to the battle to see what would happen next after checking that the move that Roy had just used was called the double-edge dance.
Marth had rolled along the ground, close to the edge of the arena, but had stopped himself with his hands, and quickly sprung up. The moment Marth had gotten up, Roy was in his face again, his sword springing towards Roy's shoulder. Marth however, decided it was time to retaliate.
Marth performed what looked like a weird crouch stance to Brian with his sword held parallel to his legs. It was then that Brian noticed the one thing that was sure to change the battle: Marth was grinning from ear to ear, and Roy was not.
As soon as Roy's blade touched Marth's shoulder, Marth did something Brian never expected: he absorbed hit. He didn't take any damage at all. He stole a glance at the damage meter to check, and his suspicions were confirmed: Roy had inflicted no damage whatsoever. Brian quickly looked up just in time to see Roy get smashed across the small arena. Stealing another glance at his laptop, he identified the attack Marth had used was known as counter, and Roy had suffered a mere ten percent damage from it. However, seeing the skill of these two players, Brian new that the difference in damage would make no difference to either of them.
Marth wasted no time celebrating his comeback. Instead he dashed forward, his sword poised for attack. He didn't strike, but rather waited to see if Roy was going to retaliate…Still running however. Roy decided to stay on the ground, pretending to groan in pain, but Brian new the pain effects only lasted five seconds; Roy was faking it. Just as Marth neared, Roy immediately pushed his hands on the floor with all his might, sliding a good three feet. However, this was all Roy needed. Quick as a flash, Roy brought his right foot around to try and trip Marth, his legs having deadly accuracy.
To Roy's disappointment however, Marth was expecting this sort of retaliation. Leaping over the swinging leg, Marth performed an aerial flip, extending his sword to where Roy lay. With lightning reflexes, Roy leaned way back just like a limbo artist, and knocked Marth's sword out of the way with his own sword, then he did something Brian never expected, even from such an experienced fighter from Roy.
Using the momentum Roy used to lean back, he put his hands behind his ear, and sprung up into a headstand position. Marth didn't even have time to see it coming before Roy kept on going from the headstand and kicked Marth hard in the stomach just as he touched the ground.
Brian gasped in Shock.
How does he react so fast? Brian thought to himself. The time Marth took to complete the aerial was roughly one point two seconds! It's amazing how fast they can think on their feet. By now Brian had completely abandoned the laptop on his lap as he was completely immersed in the battle at hand. He didn't even notice the fact that Marth only suffered a six percent damage rating.
Marth landed a good seven feet away from Roy's acrobatic feat, but performed his own by twisting in the air and landing on his hands, and springing up from a round-off. Roy turned around to face Marth who already had his sword posed for attack. Smiling, they both charged at each other yelling, and with the swords drawn above their head.
Too be continued…
Author's Note: hey, a new chapter; What a surprise. Sorry that's it's been awhile, but school's been hectic. So I decided to update the first part of this chapter to say that I'm still alive, and breathing…barely. Homework has drowned me over, and exams are coming up so this is probably gonna take awhile. So in the meantime, I need your help. I asked a friend to make up a random starting list. Unfortunately, I realized that there were twenty-five fighters instead of twenty-four. I tried to think of a new character to make things even, but couldn't think of any. Besides, if I have twenty-six fighters, it'll just create more havoc when it comes to the second round fights (thirteen is a prime number). So instead of adding a character, I have to take one away.
Sorry, but it's the sad truth: One of them has to go. So instead of me deciding, I'll let you decide for me.
RULES:
Only signed reviews, or reviews with e-mail address included will count as I don't want any repeated votes by the same person. Sorry but I've seen too many Fics where a person was squashed with votes from one reviewer. Actuall You have to give a valid reason for your vote. It can be any reason, it's your decision so long as it convinces me. Unfortunately, these characters cannot be voted off: Marth, Roy, Pikachu, and Kirby. Since these were already mentioned at some point in the story, I can't take them out; it would just cause writing havoc. You can also vote off one of the new characters if you want (e.g. Impa (although she's a really good fighter))Any votes not complying with these rules will not be considered valid. And keep in mind, I'll be looking more for the reason your voting off the characters, not the number of votes. (e.g. five people say Mario but give no reason, and one person says get rid of Samus because she's such and such; I will get rid of Samus).
Sorry for enforcing these rules, I'll probably get flamed for it, but I just can't trust some reviewers out their. Despite the fact it's such a small majority, it's still out there.