Wii

Author's Notes: I do not own Super Smash Bros., and there's nothing you can do about it, y'all biscuitheads. No, seriously; I think that this fic will turn out pretty good. By the way, if any of you have ideas for what villains should show up, just let me know, because I need all the help I can get. Also, don't expect this to be updated as much as my other fics.

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Diamond opened the door to his house cheerfully. "Mom!" He called out. "Mom?" He asked, confused. He looked around for a bit and then remembered that his mom had gone shopping.

Diamond wore a red beret and had black hair. He wore a black vest over a white t-shirt, a red scarf, and a yellow backpack. With a sigh, the young man walked upstairs to his room and reached into the bag. He pulled out a Pokeball and tossed it in the air.

"Come on out, Chimchar!"

The Pokeball opened up and shot out a beam of light, which became the chimp Pokemon Chimchar. "Chim?" Chimchar asked, looking at Diamond expectantly.

"My mom's not here." Diamond said with a shrug. "I wanted to tell her I was going off to gather information on my new Pokedex for Prof. Rowan. I guess we'll have to wait for her."

Diamond smiled and looked at his Wii. "I guess playing a little Wii Sports would pass the time." He said as Chimchar jumped on his shoulder. Diamond picked up the remote and pushed the power button.

Suddenly, the remote began crackling with electricity. "Wh-what?" Diamond asked, shocked. The boy and his Pokemon became pure energy and entered into the remote. The remote then fired a beam of energy into the censor bar before falling to the ground. For one, brief moment, the TV turned on, showing Diamond and Chimchar, falling.

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Kirby happily floated around the skyway of the planet Pop Star. "Man, floating is hard…" He thought to himself as he began descending towards the ground. Finally, he reached the ground and let out the breath he had been holding.

"Now, where can I find some Maxim tomatoes…?" Kirby wondered. He began walking around, until he came to a strange sight; a white, rectangular prism hooked up to a TV. Something that looked like a TV remote was lying near it.

"What's this?" Kirby wondered. He picked up the remote and looked it over curiously. "Hmm… maybe if I eat this I'll find out what it does…"

Soon, he noticed a small button in the upper left corner of the remote. Curious, he pushed it.

"Huh… nothing's hap—." Suddenly, just as it had happened with Diamond, Kirby became pure energy and was absorbed into the remote, which fired a beam of energy into the sensor bar on the TV. For a split-second, a certain pink fluff-ball appeared on the TV screen.

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"Well, teammates, the time has come." The clown said in the room bathed with darkness. None of its numerous occupants could be seen by the young lady trapped in a cage. "Our plan's window of opportunity has opened, revealing lovely scenery and nice weather."

"Hmm…" the frog mused. "I still don't fully understand the plan…" "You're not supposed to." The turtle said roughly. "Uh… what is the plan?"

"Well, it's…" The crocodile started to say. "It's, uh… it's a good plan, and uh… hmm…"

"Whatever, I don't care!" The turtle said. "Let the others worry about the plan. As long as I get what I want, I don't care!" He thought for a second. "Where are the others, anyways?"

"Don't know, don't care." The crocodile said. "I heard they're at Final Destination, planning it up real good."

The turtle looked at the girl in the cage. "When should she be waking up?" He asked irritably. "I'm getting tired of waiting for Sleeping Beauty."

"You're going to wait." The druid said as he appeared. The others all spun around in fear upon seeing his silhouette, which seemed even darker than their's. "How long have you been there?" The crocodile asked.

"Long enough." The druid said coldly. "You bumbling fools have no understanding of how we're to go about this!" He pointed at the clown angrily. "I thought that you were to explain it to them!"

The clown simply laughed. "I would have to use very small words and speak very slowly to explain anything to these fools!" He said cheerfully.

The druid chuckled. "Yes, I suppose you're right." He said. He turned to face the three idiots. "However, I'm sure you understand the part where we lure those who would stand against us to their doom?"

"Oh, don't you worry!" The turtle said with a laugh. "We got that part! Have all of those goody-goody punks that keep beating us taken care of; oh yeah, you definitely don't need to worry about that!"

"Your promises are hollow." The druid said calmly. "Our enemies are powerful and resourceful. We must be careful; so far only three potential threats to our mission have fallen into our trap in the Mushroom Kingdom."

"Mushroom Kingdom. Right." The crocodile muttered. "I don't see why we can't put the trap where I come from…"

The druid chuckled coldly. "Does it matter?" He asked. "Within mere moments there will be less opposition to our plans. I hope that you all remember your parts in this phase?"

"It's not like you gave us jobs that we couldn't do!" The turtle yelled. "Quit treating us like we're a bunch of idiots!" "Stop acting like a bunch of idiots, then." The druid said as he turned and left the room.

"Well, I must be off." The clown said with a nod. "After all, that statue isn't going to find itself! Ciao!" The clown suddenly vanished.

The turtle chuckled wickedly. "Fine, they can treat us like a bunch of idiots." He planned wickedly. "As soon as I get my chance I'll be running this show!"

However, despite what the turtle had wondered earlier, the girl wasn't asleep; she was faking. "Who are these people… what are they planning?"

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Pit soared around Angel Land, bored. He came to a stop when he saw a strange device; it looked like a black window. Hooked up to the window was a white, rectangular prism. Lying nearby was a white… sword hilt, or something, with buttons on it.

"What in the Underworld is all this?" Pit asked as he picked up the sword hilt and tossed it around in his hand for a bit. Now that he looked at it, it didn't really look like a sword hilt… he wasn't sure what it was, exactly.

"Is this some sort of weapon?" He asked himself, confused. "No, it doesn't look like it could really hurt anyone… well; this is the most exciting thing to happen to me since Orcus attacked… Zeus, nothing's happened in years…"

With a shrug, he decided that he had nothing better to do. He pushed the red button in the top-left corner. In less than a second, he became pure energy and entered the bar he was holding, which fired him into the window.

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The clown appeared in a dark, damp temple in a far-off world. He floated silently along its corridors until at last he came to a small, golden statue. "Well, well; this is the statue I've heard so much about!" He said as he picked it up.

"Hmm… it's a shame I wasn't able to find it…" The clown said quietly as the statue disappeared. He chuckled wickedly. "I guess we won't be able to use its powers since I didn't find it…"

"Well, well… thinking of betraying us?" A sinister voice asked from behind the clown. The clown spun around, shocked to see the wizard Melongena.

"Solomon…" The clown muttered. "I didn't think you'd be able to survive here…" "Oh, I control them." Solomon Melongena said snidely. "Doesn't mean I'm one of them." The clown stared at him for a bit. "No, I'm pretty sure you're an eggplant."

Melongena chuckled. "I saw you hide that statue somewhere." He said coldly. "In order for our plans to succeed and our revenge to be complete, we need the powers that statue holds."

"I'm afraid that there's nothing you can do about it." The clown said with a chuckle. He began floating away. "Besides, who's going to believe a loser like you over me—?"

"Stop." Another Melongena said as he stepped in front of the clown, stopping him from going any farther. "Oh, right." The clown said. "Forgot about the whole bilocation thing…"

"Where did you hide the statue?" The Melongena behind the clown asked angrily. "Don't force us to use our magic."

"Magic?" The clown asked mockingly. "You two fools have no idea what real magic is… of course, now that you've found out my plans, I can't allow you to—."

"SUFFER!" The two Melongena yelled as they pointed their staffs at the clown and fired beams of energy at him, transforming him.

The clown tried to scream, but he found he couldn't; he didn't really have a mouth anymore. He didn't have eyes or ears either, and that didn't make things easy on him when the two Melongena began dragging him away.

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Dark… it's getting dark…can't think… so dark… it hurts so much… their thoughts… so… dark… am I dead? No… can't die… can I? Ninten… must die… is he dead, though? No, he can't be… if he is I'll kill him… Ness… killed me… no… Ness brought me back to life… have I died or been born again? Who am I? … No, no… not dead, not alive… nothing? Everything? Ghost? Person? No… not dead, not alive… am I the universe? … No, not the universe; the universe must die! Space, planets… no, am I me? Or am I him? Am I… Ness? Ninten? Both? No, it's so dark… I must be Ness… but aren't I Ninten? I can't be, can I? If I'm both, I must be neither… no, no! I can't be dead… unless I'm Ness… in which case, I have to be dead, yes… no, no! Ninten, he's the one who's supposed to be dead… so, if I'm Ness… no… no, I'm alive… but I can't be… it's so dark…

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Author's Notes: Yup; that was creepy, no? Anyways, I'll welcome reviews. Who do you think the fourth hero should be? Also, I'm crossing this over with more than just games featured in Super Smash Bros. So… you know. Review and tell me stuff.

Next Time: Revenge Can Be Eggplant-Shaped