spadeguy (2014-07-16 17:02:33)

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After winning a competition known as the Arena of Myth, a competition in which contestants are given small tattoos that grant powers, Aaron had everything he could ever ask for. An unlimited supply of money, super powers, and best of all he was given the ability to live with beings you'd only wish were real. He decided to hone his powers through training in the wild for a year, traveling across the land and fighting beasts that were truly powerful. He even entered fighting tournaments.

Things were fairly normal for Aaron since the end of the last fighting tournament. He tied with a strong competitor in the finals and since both were too tired to continue they had to split the winnings. He got over it pretty quickly, it was worth it in his opinion. He began resting up in a house he'd purchased in Twinleaf Town, and about a week later he was ready for training.

...but it was then that he got the letter...

Aaron awoke in the morning and rolled out of bed. He took his morning shower, brushed his teeth, the usual. After putting on his Superman T-Shirt and black sweatpants he went into his kitchen. It was at this point that he knew he was being watched. He could sense it, but what was strange was that he couldn't sense any evil inside of them.

He poured his cereal and prepared tea for the hidden stranger. After it was ready, Aaron began to speak.

"The cereal is mine. I've got some tea for you, if you'd like." He placed the teacup on his table. Suddenly a small water projectile sped through the air and shattered the cup, sending tea everywhere. Another water projectile sped through the air and it would've shattered the bowl of cereal had Aaron not absorbed it with his palm.

"You should probably stop firing things." Aaron laughingly informed, "I can absorb them with my hands, and fire out pretty much whatever I can think of..."

In the blink of an eye, a puff of smoke had flushed into the room and Aaron could only make out a bluish tint exit through the window. He began to absorb the smoke with his hands, waving them in the air carelessly. When the smoke cleared out Aaron realized that there was a letter standing perfectly on the tip of one corner, but more important to him- his cereal was gone.

He plucked the letter on its side and chuckled before picking it up and examining it. He took a glance at the seal on it and immediately froze in his tracks. It was the insignia of Super Smash Bros. He opened the letter and it showed a picture of Aaron pointing at something off in the distance with the tattoo of his name on his arm glowing brightly. To the side of it was a caption.

Aaron makes his name!

Aaron knew what this meant almost immediately. The scouts for this competition are way more secretive then expected. The only way in is to be spotted showing your fighting skills, and looking back that means the scout was probably at the last fighting tournament Aaron had been in was probably where he'd been scouted at. Well thankfully for him, they waited until he was in a fighting condition.

He turned the letter over and it read:
If you are reading this letter, you have been summoned to participate in the annual Infinite Crossover Fighting competition. As usual, it will be viewable across the nations. You have been chosen to represent the Arena of Legends. Transportation will be forced upon you.

"Oh sweet Jesus..." Aaron said in fear, "Don't tell me it's held in the mansion... please not the knockout ga-a-augh..."

Aaron was knocked out cold as gas filled the room, and soon enough his body was kidnapped retrieved...

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spadeguy (2014-07-18 01:53:53)

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Oh trust me, this is just a side project. I'll try and post about "the story" soon.

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