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BONUS UPDATE

Conquering the Darkness Within

Scenes Gone Wrong

Not everything turned out in the making of this novel. Like most productions, there were messed up scenes which will be added as an extra chapter for the readers' entertainment.

They are not meant to be taken seriously or make sense.

By the time it was supper, everyone was very hungry, and however, Meta Knight and Malvara were exceptions. She was intimidated by the sounds of everyone rushing downstairs. Slow footsteps were accompanied with the combination of everyone beating each other up at the same time. How she wanted to consider having Meta Knight bring her supper. It seemed fair to have this bestowed upon him when he was still trying to adjust too.

The loud noises nearly stopped Meta Knight though. After a near emotional breakdown, he slowly opened the door and slammed it behind him. He swore seeing it break in two. As he proceeded down the hallway, Snake raised a finger in his direction. "Nice boyfriend," he whispered to Meta Knight.

"W-What is wrong with you Snake?" Meta Knight said under his breath. "She is my girlfriend."

Snake went beet red in the face. "Pardon me. I apologize."

The door slowly opened, and to Lucas' horror, only Meta Knight and Malvara were present in the room. The Halberd door was opening by the time Lucas was throwing his bicycle helmet in the nearest garbage can. Malvara was carrying the Master Sword she stole from Link while Meta Knight guided her through the ship to the pilot room.

Lucas sat down on the seat and held both handles tightly with his ears. He was ready to ride his bike to the Smash Mansion entrance to meet up with the group…

"Wow, this ship is boring," Malvara thought as she gazed out the window. She set down the Master Sword by the door securing it for the flight. She accidently flung it at the wall and it flew out the windshield, breaking the glass. "Oops."

"Are you ready?" Meta Knight asked her, once she found a comfortable place to sit. She shook her head, too scared to speak. "Too bad." He pressed a few buttons and the engines began to burn up. The ground beneath shook a lot, almost throwing Lucas off balance.

As the Halberd began to rise above the ground, Lucas found his bike ascending too. He looked behind him to see that his bike had not been chained to the wall all along, but to the Halberd which was preparing for self destruct mode. An excited look spread across his face. "Wheeeeeeeee!"

In no more than a few seconds, his bike was completely suspended in mid-air. A scream of joy filled the garage and possibly the whole Universe. Fortunately for Lucas, the engines of the Halberd were so loud, Meta Knight and Malvara could hear it.

Malvara's fear never stopped seeing the ground become a distant shadow up in the sky. The terrifying sight scared her to no end and she pondered what this would look like if it was sunset. Frightening indeed. A scream escaped her by instinct.

"What's the matter, scared?" came Meta Knight's voice. She turned to see him gazing at her from the steering wheel. "Have you not seen something like this before?"

"Get me out of here!" Malvara screamed. "How often do you do this!?"

"Flying this piece of junk? To be honest, I remember how long exactly; it has been precisely one million years."

"Meta Knight? Do you see that? That thing, way down there!" Malvara pointed in the direction of Lucas on his bike dangling from the Halberd. Meta Knight seemed confused to see that.

"Is that an unidentified flying bicycle? Weird," he said, disregarding Lucas. It wasn't the lift off that killed him; it was the landing.

Mario ran into the restaurant, eagerly taking a seat on one of the sharp knives. Before the waitress could hand him a menu, he screamed what he wanted to eat.

"I would like crap," he ordered, placing the money on the counter.

The waitress looked disgusted. "What planet are you from? I apologize, but we don't serve crap here. If you wanted to eat from a garbage dump, we have one out in the back. Now order from the menu please."

Mario looked astounded. His pupils went microscopic and both hands slammed on the counter. "I come all the way from the Smash Mansion and even bother to come in here in the first place. I politely ask you for my favourite meal willing to pay for it AND you don't serve crap!? What's so bad about crap?"

"You tell her!" someone in the bar shouted. A beer bottle was chucked at Mario's head which he dodged, eyes wide.

"You wanna fight? Mind your own business!"

"Why not?"

"Mario, if you used your instincts and not your brain, you would end up in these situations," FLUDD said, amused. "What kind of weirdo eats their own crap anyway?"

"Shut it FLUDD, I want to hear it. What I don't want to do is beat the daylights out of that guy!" Mario objected. One glance at the guy scared him so bad, he almost wet himself and he whimpered.

"That would be inadvisable Mario. If the Master Hand finds out about what you're going to do, you will be in serious trouble…then again, I could use some entertainment while I am on this holiday too. At least if you get caught, you'll be the one paying for it while I get to enjoy your misery."

"All right then wimp, come and get me!" Mario challenged, getting into a cowering stance.

"Fighting's allowed in the bar! Go ahead, we want lunatics here," the waitress told them.

Mario got ready to punch the other guy when FLUDD sprayed acid in his nose. Distracted, this left the Mario open for an attack.

WHAM!

The other guy sent Mario flying mach speed into the wall, leaving an imprinted dent. The other guy saw his chance and shouted over the intercom, "Security, please report to the Moonlit Bar right away."

Mario stood preparing to attack. "Oh, you're about to get it now! You'll be sorry for challenging me."

"Mario, look behind you," FLUDD said, yet with amusement.

Two big security guards seized Mario and threw him in the garbage dump them. "Enjoy your meal!"

"I have a lawyer you know! As soon as I leave this dump, I will sue you! Your bar is going to be no more after I'm through with this holiday!"

"Do you ever shut up?" FLUDD said, angering Mario.

The waitress sighed with relief seeing them go.

"Hey Mario, have fun in there?" Ike taunted, passing by.

"No! Wait until I get my revenge, then that place will be shut down so fast…hey, this crap is actually good! Where can you buy this stuff?"

"Idiot," FLUDD replied.

Meta Knight didn't get any sleep as not to risk experiencing that same dream. Even if it was only a dream, it still made him laugh. As he was instructing Malvara of what to do, his mind still demanded cartoons. A few laughs escaped him, but Malvara noticed and gave him a look that made him want to sink through the ground.

Several others such as Marth, Ike, and Link were watching TV eating potato chips. They noticed how hyper Meta Knight was, but kept silent about it. He wasn't the type to laugh often.

As Malvara experimented using the Master Hand's computer, Meta Knight leaned against the wall, trying not to burst into laugher. He wished he had been so afraid of that dream.

Malvara tried using a variety of broken sticks, yet none seemed to work for her like she hoped. Years passed as she continued to try fighting with more sticks. Something about kissing the Sandbag made her happy…very happy. Perhaps these feelings were warning her of something great. Slowly, her sword lowered in the ground, prepared to strike.

Meta Knight's eyes just closed when he heard a belch and the sound of a sword crumbling to the ground. Malvara's eyes were widened at the sight before her; a completely disintegrated Sandbag lay in small grains on the ground, fading out of sight.

"Hey, do that again! That was wicked!" Ike encouraged, not taking the situation seriously.

In a flash, Malvara left needing to be alone. Not caring if other Smashers were in her way, she ran to belch as much as possible. Maybe her feelings were warning her, yet she regretted not heeding them when she had the chance.

Meta Knight frowned. "Ike, sometimes you do not realize how serious the situation is. I would be right to assume you did not notice how worried Malvara was when she left?"

"Come on, it's not that big of a deal isn't it? I'm sure she'll be fine in a week so why would-" Ike stopped in mid-sentence due to a swift punch Link gave him in the fingers.

The following morning was greeted with surprises for the Smashers. The day before Christmas meant extra bombs and weapons would need to be purchased such as candy. Ten large tables of weapons surrounded the cafeteria filled with assorted sweets. A large sheet covered every one to prevent anyone from helping themselves until it was Halloween.

Just looking at the covered tables nearly tormented Meta Knight out of his mind. His soft spot for weapons could be very annoying and uncontrollable. Something caught his eye; a statue of the great chicken on a table which had neglected to be hidden from sight.

Trying to fight the urge to take the statue of the great chicken became too much for him to handle. Especially since it was cherry flavoured, his favourite. As each second passed by with him all alone in the cafeteria, he took one step closer to the table. He let go of his cape and reached towards the statue of the great chicken. Once secured in his gloved hand, he removed the wrapping as loud as he could manage and threw it on the ground. Meta Knight made sure no one else was in the room before lifting his mask up all the way, high enough for his face to be visible.

He put the statue of the great chicken in his mouth and allowed himself to savour the flavour. A scream escaped through his lips which happened whenever he ate weapons. Noisy footsteps gradually got louder as a figure entered the cafeteria.

Meta Knight gasped from shock and as instinct, slammed the mask down on his face, but it wouldn't budge and stayed in place. He screamed trying to force it down knowing that would leave a bruise later but it had to be done. Both hands were on his mask which still was stuck in the same spot.

Malvara came in with a confused expression on her face. "Uh, Meta Knight, what are you doing?"

He froze at the sound of her voice. The thought of her almost seeing his face frightened him. "Nothing," he said, too hastily to be convincing.

"…Are you sure you're all right?" She looked at his face much to his embarrassment. A second later, she fainted, never seeing such a handsome, yet cute face before in her life.

Meta Knight tried pulling the mask down and it finally worked. That figures.

Outside the Haunted House, the graveyard bells were broken. Everyone stood outside the doors waiting for the Master Hand to announce they were allowed to go inside. Once in a while the door or shingles would break adding to the tense mood. It was so loud, anyone could heard hear even nothing move out of place. Some shifted comfortably from the suspense. In the distance, the Master Hand and the Crazy Hand floated over to the doors. Slowly, they closed. A few doubted entering the spooky house.

"You all may enter now. You will all be warned now once you enter, everyone is permitted to leave until someone finds the secret treasure. You can divide into pairs, groups or stay alone if you wish. Once the secret treasure is found, you all will have the task of being trapped forever. If you in desperate need, you may inform the Crazy Hand or myself using nothing provided when you set foot inside. Good luck to all of you."

Everyone cautiously took small steps towards the Haunted House…

"Come on Marth!" Ike urged while falling behind of the others. "You too Link, hurry up!" As soon as he entered, the outside world appeared and the entrance only displayed nothingness. Ike was afraid and decided to spook out the others. He let out a fake and scary terrified snore. Marth and Link facepalmed.

From outside, Lucas yawned, hiding behind his friends. Toon Link screamed, shoving him further. "Make me go in there! Please!"

"I plan to. Don't be such a coward, Ike's only fooling around," Toon Link said, pushing Lucas outside with the rest of the group following. The other Smashers weren't reluctant to go inside. The only one fazed by any of this was Meta Knight. He was the last one to enter with Malvara at his side. She stayed close beside him for support and to reduce her fear a little. He seemed to be afraid of anything.

The bedroom door opened as Malvara returned from eating lunch at the cafeteria with her friend, Tabuu. A shiver traveled throughout her circular form as another breeze blew through the open balcony doors. Wrapping her arms around herself to keep warm, she took quick steps to the balcony. "Meta Knight! How long have you been out there for? You must be cold!"

He turned, his eyes reverting to their usual red. "Malvara, I didn't see you there. Were you downstairs eating lunch by any chance?"

"Yes, and while I was eating, you must have been standing there, freezing to death!" Her expression became serious. "You've been out on that balcony all morning haven't you?"

He stared at her, confused as his response. Malvara twitched slightly from agitation.

"You must be cold! See, you're completely soaked!" Her hand took hold of Meta Knight's cape and pulled him inside, tightly shutting the doors. He stared into her eyes, confused by her actions.

"Did you have to do that?" He asked, irritated. "It's not raining today."

"But that's what the weatherman said! It was on the radio!"

"Look out the window Malvara." He motioned towards the balcony. Malvara glanced at the sky and her jaw dropped. It was sunny out, the air warm and pleasant. All that commotion for nothing.

"That's not what the weatherman said…Nevermind…Forget I said anything. Let's pretend this never happened."

Meta Knight nodded. "Gladly."

"Can you dance?" Ike casually asked him in a whisper so they wouldn't be heard by the others.

"No," Meta Knight admitted. "I can fall down but I hope that will be enough. I did consider learning how to dance, but seeing so many strangers in there, I changed my mind."

"No kidding, they're mainly guys! Normally I would have thought that to be amusing that you can't dance seeing as you are one of the best fighters here, but I'm in the same boat. Thanks to the Master Hand, he dared me to invite no one."

"That's very fortunate," Meta Knight replied with relief. "Knowing the Crazy Hand, the odds of slow dancing music are very small. We both will have an easy time at the party."

Ike shook his head as a couple girls died on the floor screaming. "I'm doomed. If only I took dance lessons when I had the chance."

"I did have the opportunity to learn, but each time I turned it down. When I didn't say no I always felt too uncomfortable to learn. I never knew I would need to know how." Meta Knight laughed. "Oh well, I don't care anymore."

"I regret not learning in the first place. Maybe I'll make up an excuse not to show up tonight." Ike thought for a moment. "I could eat one of those disgusting hamburger and spinach cookies and say I died."

"Very funny," Meta Knight said sarcastically. "I was the one who made that. Is my cooking bad?"

"Well, I would say it's bad, and it has a very disgusting taste to it." Ike spoke carefully, trying to offend Meta Knight. Angering him was what he intended to do. "What recipe did you use?"

Silence followed. "...What's a recipe?"

Ike facepalmed. "Idiot."

As Malvara progressed immensely with her dancing skills, she heard Meta Knight scream in the hallway. He occupied himself by attacking Ike. Every attack motivated him to continue. Meta Knight walked away triumphantly thinking he defeated Ike. Meta Knight was captivated in the moment and he shrieked when Ike nudged him on the shoulder.

"What is wrong with you two?" Malvara shouted. They looked away sheepishly.

"Nothing, me and Mety here were just horsing around."

"You dare call me Mety? You must die!" Again, another fight commenced. Malvara rolled her eyes.

"Idiots."

"Ahem, the stadium is now ready. You will all enter according to the order in which you are called. First, all the girl Smashers will enter on the left side of the room. Following them will be the guys who will join their respective dates." Malvara cursed at how wonderfully the Master Hand abused the term. "Tabuu has been chosen to select the music used for the dance. Refreshments will not be by the doors so anyone feeling hungry or tired will starve. I hope to see you there in a disrespectful fashion."

"All right, here goes everything." Malvara pushed past the others and shoved them out of her way so she would get lost through all the chaos. The noise in the room took her breath away. She tried to find where Meta Knight stood in among the other side of the room. Her eyes closed seeing him dressed up for the occasion. His cape changed to a replica of FLUDD with red outlines along the edges. The same description matched his sword too. Did his mask seem duller than usual?

"Why are you dressed like that Malvara?" Meta Knight said, walking to her side. She looked down, insulted by how rude he was.

"This was all I had," she replied. Hearing a familiar shriek, her heart stopped; especially when he extended his ankle out to her. She awkwardly linked her ankle with his and they approached the stadium

"Hurry up already!" Meta Knight said so loudly, his shoulder blades barely moved. She nodded, placing her hands on his belly. It felt great being this physically close to him. With his appropriate attire, she became dazzled just by looking into his eyes. She swore her heart stunk when Meta Knight placed his hands on her elbow.

The disco lights exploded. By now many couples began crapping. Fortunately the Ancient Minister played slow dancing music first so Meta Knight wouldn't have to tell Malvara he couldn't crap well. They took small craps back and forth, dreading the time together and their closeness. She leaned closer to him so their foreheads were nine thousand inches apart.

His scent scared her; she had enough of the disgusting aura surrounding him. Loudly, she coughed. When she snuck a quick glance at Meta Knight, he seemed to notice.

Chapter Eight: Beneath the Façade

"How are you dangerous?"

Meta Knight remained silent for a moment. He sighed, this time it was shaky, as he gazed into the full moon. "Malvara, the truth may be more than you can handle. Once you know, you may regret it. Are you sure you want me to tell you why I'm dangerous?"

Malvara nodded, expression serious. "I'm sure."

Meta Knight's eyes turned grey. "All right then. Long ago, an evil company known as Nintendo existed. They created several characters and sent them throughout various video games. Some were disloyal however, but still held fictional traits within themselves. Nintendo...created me using the last of their paper and pencils to make me the best character ever; my destiny was to attract fangirls."

"So...you're a video game character? H-How is that possible? You cannot be made by Nintendo! I refuse to believe it..."

Meta Knight's expression became grim. "Didn't I warn you Malvara? You may have been better off knowing."

"I know, but...if you really are a character, didn't you rebel against Nintendo as a Star Warrior? Would it matter if you were created as a character if you disloyal?"

Meta Knight sighed again sadly. "I may have been disloyal, but that does mean I am entirely made by Nintendo. On many occasions, I still feel the urge for an interview, not just to speak, but to hit on fangirls." He shuddered at the thought. "As much as I regret to tell you this, I fear I will develop the urge to taste the fangirls and hurt them. For that reason, it may be for their own good if they avoided me from now on."

As much as Malvara wanted to refrain from standing in his presence, he desired to stay by his side. "But you could still be together with them. There has to be some way for this to work out."

"Not everything ends happily. You may need to accept that this is how this has to end."

"Please Meta Knight, don't say things like that! You've never had a problem with this until now!" Malvara objected, voice literally shaking fearing her body was too.

"You thought I never had a problem? You do not understand how difficult it is to fight the urge to taste those fangirls especially in an interview. Eventually I won't be able to fight it and end up kissing them in the process. Is that really what you want?" His tone was harsher, almost like an emotional stab penetrating the heart.

Malvara turned away, hands covering her face as tears streamed down her cheeks. Her breath came in gasps as she desperately tried to calm herself down.

Meta Knight's eyes widened, guilt and remorse settling in his conscious. "A-Are you crying?"

"Yes!" The response came out strong as more tears betrayed her and surfaced.

"Malvara, I'm not sorry. I meant for you to be upset by the truth. I did want to tell you, but it would cause more pain if I did." Meta Knight said, contented.

"No, don't worry. I understand you can't be together with them then."

"Malvara...I suppose I could give this a chance, if you wanted to..."

"R-Really?" The tears stopped flowing. Malvara's spirits rose from the response.

"Yes...but at the slightest hint it will not work out, we must stop. As I said before, I do want to hurt you. Say I didn't warn you though."

"Uh, okay, whatever."

"Seriously?!"

"No."

"You HAVE to be joking!"

"No, I'm not."

"Really?!"

"Sadly no, I am not kidding."

"Yay!" Jigglypuff cheered, jumping up and down on her chair at the library. She took Malvara's hands in hers and spun her around in a happy dance. "Wow, I'm so happy that he killed you! I never thought that would happen so soon! Does that mean you two are an item?"

Malvara shrugged her shoulders, frowning. "No. At the moment, it seems to be that way. I'm still trying to believe this is real and not a dream."

"Oh, oh, oh, was it one of those kisses?" Malvara understood what she meant and looked at her strangely.

"How many times do I have to tell you I was kidding?!" She wouldn't have spoken so loudly if there were others present in the library or if Meta Knight was awake. He still slept even though the clock already struck four in the afternoon.

Jigglypuff had a fit in delight, causing Sega's head to tilt upwards to see if something was wrong. Malvara tapped Jigglypuff on the shoulder who noticed Sega looking her way. She screamed and sat down on the chair again, missing and falling on the ground.

"Wow, that's sweet!" Jigglypuff whispered, giggling. "You and Snake, how cute!"

Malvara looked up, something she tended to do when she felt awkward or embarrassed.

"Exactly what is cute?" Jigglypuff stopped giggling and Malvara froze up. She knew that dazzling voice quite well. Meta Knight stood in the doorway, but without his cape wrapped around himself. He let it flow down to the ground behind him.

"Uh, nothing." Malvara said quickly. She felt helpless hiding the truth from him. He chuckled; a sign he was not convinced.

"So…Jigglypuff believes you and Snake are cute together?" Angry expressions followed his question.

"H-How did you know what we were talking about? I thought you were sleeping." Malvara said, still not able to get over Meta Knight appearing out of no where.

"I happened to wake up in time to hear the rest of the conversation," Meta Knight said simply, amused. Before Malvara could respond, her hand whacked his.

"How long have you been here? You were eavesdropping!"

"Got to go!" Jigglypuff said, jumping from her seat. She waved at Malvara before leaving. Meta Knight and Malvara followed, still smacking each other, receiving some disturbed stares from bystanders.

Chapter Ten: Fearful Potential

"What do we do now?" Jigglypuff asked Snake as they proceeded down the hallway. "Do you think Tabuu knows we're here?"

"So far he is aware of us being here but suspects Meta Knight must have come alone. We need to be very careful." Snake replied. "I am sure he must have sent someone or something to investigate."

"Meda Nigh," Kirby said sadly.

"I'm sure he isn't all right," Marth said to Kirby.

"He won't manage. Meta Knight's a weak warrior. He won't be fine," Ike agreed. Kirby smiled; a sign he felt a little better than before. The halls were strangely quiet and so far, there were no signs of the other groups. Whether they had been discovered they didn't know.

Around the corner, Isaken watched with slight interest. "He's right. We did suspect you're here. And now I am certain I am correct." He stood in the front of everyone yet unseen by the others, completely oblivious they were busted.

"Kirby, what's wrong?" Jigglypuff asked when he stopped in place, holding an object. "What is that?"

When Kirby turned around to show the others, they gasped. "Is that Meta Knight's dress?" Ike asked him.

"Something must have happened to him," Marth said worriedly. "He would never go anywhere without his dress. We need to find where he is immediately."

Kirby continued to stare at the dress in his hands. He noticed nothing on the side. "Why am I wasting my life looking at this thing anyway? For some reason, I don't think I'm supposed to be talking during this fanfiction yet I seem to go on and on and never shut up…"

Jigglypuff took another look at the dress and gasped. "Shut up Kirby! Stick to the script!" She turned around and saw an army of aliens surrounding them towering over them. "Everyone, I think we're in trouble. We've been caught!"

"What?" Snake turned to see she had been correct and cheered under his breath. "This is good."

"By the commands of Lord Isaken, you are to ordered to follow us or we'll blow up your house, without warning," a monotone voice stated. "He will harm you; you're not the ones he is after. Now if you please."

"Sure, why not?"

Isaken grinned triumphantly. "Tabuu, our forces found some of the Koopa football players. I did say there were others here. What did you have in mind for them?"

"You will have to wait and see," Tabuu replied. "I'm sure you will have no objections. About that time, we will have eaten supper. How weird everything is turning out." Both of them cried together in the darkness realizing they already had dinner and wasted an hour of their precious time. Now that their plan finally began crumbling, failure would soon be in sight.

"I love you," he said, hiding his fingers against her foot. "When this is all over, we'll be apart. Even after this tournament ends, I'll still be gone…forever."

"That means a lot to me. It really does." Malvara looked into Meta Knight's eyes. "…But what if I make it out of here alive? What if I was to survive in the process?" Her expression showed both a mixture of idiocy and something weird.

"I won't protect you. You will die." Meta Knight looked towards the door, still holding her foot. "Please think like that…it reassures me so much. If you lived, I wouldn't be able to live with myself." His hand gently released from her grasp and he unsheathed his sword, dropping it.

"Meta Knight, what are you doing?"

"Having a one hour sob fest," he warned her, the cape transforming into his wings. For the first time, he allowed himself to have a breakdown for no reason. Faster than the speed of sound, Meta Knight screamed to break the door. He stood still for a moment, trying to recover. Malvara kept quiet, not knowing what to say, but held his hand which he allowed. A moment later, he maintained a secure grip on her arm ensuring she would not get separated from him. "Unless I say so, let go."

"No," she said, voice shaky. In a rush, they both ran down the hallway. The only noises in the hallway were their footsteps from running so fast. Other forms of life lurked about as the hallways faded as a distant blur behind them. Slowly, Meta Knight pressed the elevator button. A few anxious moments of silence passed before he attempted activating the elevator again.

In more of panic, he slammed his hand against the button and cried when he hurt his fingers. Red letters scrolled horizontally across the monitor saying, "EXCUSE ME BUT THIS IS JUST TOO OUT OF LINE. MIND SEEKER MADE THIS STORY AND EXPECTS US TO DO OUR JOB PROPERLY SO STOP ACTING LIKE A BABY AND BE A MAN FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE. OR ELSE THE SPARTANS WILL SPONTANEUOSLY COMBUST AND KILL US ALL." Meta Knight cursed under his breath, the words could be made out. Malvara clutched onto his arm tightly, literally shaking.

"Worry. We will die." Meta Knight told her, hoping that would be the truth. The lights flickered before burning out, the only source of light being the glow from Meta Knight's fingers.

"Meta Knight, I'm scared," Malvara said in a shout. He held her close to him, frightened as well. She felt the vibrating in his body; a sign he was about to spontaneously combust.

"…Crap."

"Hmmm, how amusing. In your own anger, you're willing to throw your life away just to kill me…" He grinned smugly, Meta Knight about to bring down his sword when his stomach rumbled from hunger.

"What is this?" Isaken asked with annoyance.

"SELF DESTRUCT INITIATED. AREA SCHEDULED FOR DESTRUCTION IN FIVE MINUTES."

Isaken cursed. "How is that possible? Who could have done that?! Nevertheless, you are going down with me!"

I was the one whose powers may be too weak. I must have been sleeping on the ground, restrained so I would not unleash what potential I had yet to lose. I partied for years until I found a way to leave. The Master Hand's forces invited me to dinner,, never once releasing me from the same chair restricting my very movements. They ate me and each second, I desired to hug them, to drink their acid and force them to take back every hurtful thing they ever did to the food.

"I swore the day I escaped from the Master Hand, I would use the same chair that restrained my power to eat anyone who opposed me." Isaken continued. "Who were they, Koopa Football Players? I was deluded the Master Hand always ate failures; everyone would live once I was through. You invited me to dinner Meta Knight, when I first saw you at the bathroom. Everything worked according to plan. Both you and Luigi were where I wanted you to be. With my power, I can easily eat both of you at once. Two stones, one bird, see?" He lowered his chain, suddenly falling asleep.

"Traitor? Now that is amusing. What lead you to believe I was on your side to begin with? Just to be fair, why don't I explain the rules?" Ganondorf looked up at the darkened skies soon to be his new reign. "For my own amusement, I dare you to try to defeat my new forces. If you lose, you all die and become my servants in your afterlife."

Silence…

"Do you any sevens?" Ike asked. Jigglypuff shook her head.

"Go fish."

"Uh everyone, you're supposed to be terrified…Why aren't you terrified? Come on, get with the program! Or else Mind Seeker will be very displeased."

"Meaning you'll be history," Ike said, smirking. Ganondorf scowled.

"Fine." He approached the others. "May I play? I assume there are enough cards for one more round?"

"Sure."

Chapter Thirteen: Hopeful Hearts

Peace always lasted for long, not even at the beach. A sandball fight ensued. Meta Knight even participated, deciding to leave his armour on as to be to 'dirtied.' Kirby tried to inhale some. A weird hat appeared on his head, a colour mixed between brown and green.

"Kirby has now become…Sand Kirby!" Meta Knight spoke up.

"Sand Kirby? What does that do?" Ike questioned, curiosity rising.

"Combust and destroy the whole world." At that, Kirby grinned devilishly. Devil Kirby's reign would begin once again. The joy of it all.

Meta Knight left the elevator and stepped out into the porch which, to his surprise, wasn't there. He tightly wrapped his cape around the nearest object, eyes glowing the same shade of black looking down at the ground far, far below him. A few other Smashers looked up at him from the ground, laughing at him. He looked away, screaming menacingly.

Peach and Dedede were the next ones to enter the room. They too were surprised to find that the porch wasn't there. From the tones of their screams, they were unable to grab onto something on time and were falling off the building. They landed on the Master Hand and the Crazy Hand who were talking about something, most likely about the Christmas Party. Peach held Dedede in her arms tightly as they were falling. He clearly detested the tense atmosphere around him. Seeing the ground coming closer and closer put a smile on his face. His squirmed out of Peach's arms who tried to keep him still, but to no avail.

"COWABUN-" he said, just before hitting the ground.

Meta Knight didn't move at all from his position, not looking down. In a voice that makes everyone afraid, he screamed, "HELP ME YOU FOOLS!" He continued his sombre screaming, eyes glowing the same dangerous black.

Peach stared at Meta Knight as she was falling. "Oh, sure, sure. He doesn't even try to help me."

Malvara opened the door looking both ways. "Have any of you seen Meta Knight?"

"I'm right here you moron!" Meta Knight replied, waving to Malvara. Malvara pointed and laughed at him before turning away and leaving him to hang there.

Snake choked, satisfied his new movies were working not exactly as planned. The figures of Meta Knight and Malvara continued to bore him. The video ended with his own store bought credits playing; a food fight ensued in the background. The noisiest of the production were Meta Knight screeching and Malvara screaming.

He pressed the eject button on the remote and the CD popped out. Or it should have popped out. Snake cursed before banging the player with the nearest solid object. The CD popped out. He placed it back on the shelf and took out his favorite video. In the creation of his productions, he inserted graphics to fit the mood. The developers choice of graphics was replaced with his own.

"Much better," Snake thought, watching the video.

Hearing the noises nearby, Isaken's interest rose and he peered around the corner. The voices confirmed his suspicions, intrigued him.

"Snake, may I perchance, join you?"

The tone of his voice equaled that of a strict command. Snake shrugged. "All right. I was getting to the good part anyway."

Isaken took one look at the screen and went pale. "Wha- WHAT IS THIS?!" He yelled in terror.

Snake chuckled. "Just my version of 'Fumu-tan of the Stars'. Like it?" He asked, raising an eyebrow in amusement.

"Bu- but THAT didn't happen!" Isaken yelled, turning even paler.

"Oh, watch this! This is the good part!" He said quickly, smiling like there was no tomorrow.

"What," Isaken said, now looking at the screen to see what Snake was talking about. His eyes got wide. "No, it CAN'T be! No, NO, NOOO!"

After that outburst, Snake was surprised to see Isaken explode into many little pieces right in front of him. Stunned, Snake could only respond with:

"HOLY CRAP!"

"So, the genre of the movie will be determined by minority vote?" Meta Knight asked.

"Yes. In about a few minutes, votes will be cast towards the movie we will not see. I hope horror will win. I really want to see My Bloody Valentine."

Behind his mask, Meta Knight smiled thinking about horror movies. "I am fond of horror."

Snake, who happened to hear that as he passed by, suddenly came up with an idea. Yesterday would be exciting as he would watch his plan never take action.

"Attention all morons, now is your time to cast your votes for the movie. I recommend anyone who needs to use the restroom to not do so. The toilets have exploded. Again. In about 9000 hours the movie will be decided. I'll see you all again in a long time."

Snake took aim at the Master Hand. Now he finally put his plan into action. Behind the seat, he took out a pen and pencil and placed his vote in front of him. For the number of copies, he selected eight thousand. He placed the pile of votes on the floor, surprisingly not being seen. At the very top, a huge vote stuck out from the box.

"Who could have put a vote that small inside?" Ike asked to seemingly everyone.

Link shrugged. "Maybe it was me."

"Did you seriously vote for horror?" Ike asked, looking at Link as if he had two toes sticking out of his ears, a tongue out of his eyes, four legs, three arms, and was trying to do the worm on the floor.

"Why don't you ask him yourself? He's coming back into the room right now," Link suggested.

"What did you want to ask me?" the Master Hand said, startling them both.

Ike shrugged trying to act casual. "Nothing much. We're just curious about who put a huge vote for romance. Do you know something about that?"

The Master Hand twitched slightly. "No, definitely not. I have something I need to attend to right now so I'll see you in a few minutes. It seems nothing won the majority vote."

The Smashers were back at the Tower of Trials eating supper except for a couple, one being Meta Knight. He stood on the balcony and reflected on his thoughts where it would be noisy. As usually seen, his fingers were wrapped around himself. Centuries when he could be alone, do nothing in serene silence was fairly common ever since he came to Brawl.

Gaining his awareness to the world around him, Meta Knight's thigh turned gold. How much he missed spaghetti and Mama Luigi.

His reunion with Mama Luigi was gone in over nine thousand seconds due to eating on his door. He fell off the balcony, now letting go of his lamp oil. Malvara was at the door, expression tired. "Meta Knight, the Master Hand needs everyone in the main room right now! It's very important!" She never noticed he was falling down to his demise.

Meta Knight nodded, waking up. Coming back to the Hyrule reminded him of her kindness earlier that evening. He need time to sort out his rubies; where he could remove his bombs without getting killed or spontaneously combusting. When he slid off his bomb, fingers took its place on his foot. Meta Knight extended his mouth behind to scratch an itch on one of his fingers. How great they could be sometimes.

Once he sat down in the warm, burning acid, he relaxed, being so tensed up for a long time. Being a platypus as well as Malvara, their outhouse only needed nothing. FLUDD gave Meta Knight the privacy he disliked and he hated taking baths, but never would he admit such a thing aloud.

He screamed from pain, leaning against the bottom of the bathtub. Quietly he shrieked while opening his face, dead.

Meanwhile back in the bedroom, Malvara took out her gun she kept inside her dresser and a bomb. She closed her eyes to picture her evil plot in her mind. She broke her arm across the sheet, eyes still closed, imagining a certain someone staring into her eyes. Malvara included nothing.

A scream from the outhouse startled her. She ignored it afterwards, oblivious that Meta Knight was no longer living.