On the tenth of August, 2015, the Clouds overwhelmed the Marcinas at the Battle of Battlefield. They stormed in through the gates with Cross Slash and f-air, only to take the stocks of Marths with u-air. Some brave Lucinas led by Sheen tried to buy time for a retreat; they held the gate, mighty falchions in hand, but could only rack up 20% on the Clouds before they were Limit Cross Slashed to death.
I was in the Bozz Guard; my mission was to lead the Head Marcina Discord Admin to the safety of the Outrealm Headquarters. I rushed my liege Lord through the rear exit. DPW and Frannaccino were by my side as we helped Bozzy through rouge packs of Cloud.
"Ha!" I grunted as I broke the shield of a 1st Class Cloud. DPW tipper f-smashed him as I countered the d-smash of an Advent Black Cloud. Bozzy, like a true hero, landed a Ken combo on three Clouds at once.
"We have to keep moving!" Frannaccino said as she tipper f-aired her way through a cluster of Clouds.
She was right. I Dancing Bladed a path open for DPW and Bozzy. Bozzy perfect pivoted around before dashing through the path. DPW stayed close behind with f-air and d-air. Frannaccino and I followed, powershielding against the reckless aerials of the Clouds. That's when a wounded Hiro came in from nowhere, falchion shining in hand. "Minna, miteite kure!" he said before d-smashing five Clouds at once.
He took a quick look at me; I knew he wanted me to escape and rejoin the Bozz Guard. "You have my thanks!" I said. Frannaccino and I rushed to catch up with Bozzy and DPW.
We spotted them just over the ridge; it didn't look good. Bozzy was on the ground at 150%; he missed the tech. DPW's shield was broken as a Cloud Commander was taunting. With horror, I could see the Cloud Commander start to recharge his Limit as Bozzy struggled to stay alive. DPW was mashing to get out of shieldbreak, but it was no use. Frannacino and I dashed to save our Head Admin. Suddenly, the Cloud Commander spotted us dashing. He stopped charging his Limit and dashed towards us.
I read his dash attack and full hopped over him. Frannaccino wasn't so lucky; she took 11% as she tried to put up her shield too late. Now behind Cloud, I changed my momentum with a b-reverse. I got a half charged Shield Breaker on Cloud before his ending lag animation was done. It had only made a dent in the Commander. I walked away; hoping to bait him into a reverse f-tilt; he threw Blade Beam at me. Foolishly, I countered when I should have powershielded. The mistake was grave; Cloud took advantage of my lag and Cross Slashed me the first frame after my invincibility frames. The 19% was severe. What's worse was the fact that he had his Limit now.
I could see Frannaccino in the air behind Cloud; she f-aired him twice before I joined in and trapped him in a Dancing Blade combo. Cloud tried to perform Finishing Touch, but we didn't let him, wasting his Limit before any hitboxes were active. DPW was out of shieldbreak bow and was dashing toward us with falchion in hand. Suddenly, a quick n-air from Cloud broke the combo; Frannaccino and I were launched away. DPW struck after the n-air, hitting with a nasty tipper f-air. Frannaccino and I teched our landing and dashed back towards the fight. DPW was trading blows left and right with the Cloud, but it was clear that it was only a matter of time before the Commander had his Limit back up. Frannaccino jumped in with Shield Breaker as I halted my approach just in front of Cloud. DPW understood the setup I had in mind; he rolled behind Cloud as I charged up-smash. Frannaccino struck with tipper Shield Break. DPW grabbed Cloud out of his launch and started to deal a few quick pummels. At the last moment, he forward threw Cloud into my fully charged up-smash, taking the stock.
"And the winner is" I heard from the heavens. "Marcina!"
DPW was cheering and Frannaccino taunted. I wanted to join the celebration, but it was too soon; I knew my Head Admin lay nearby, wounded or even dead. He needed my attention.
I sheathed my falchion and approached Bozzy. "Head Admin, are you –"
"Floor..." He said as he lay dying on Battlefield. "Floor, I want... you to head..."
It didn't look good. Bozzy was a goner with 150%. I could barely make out his words.
"You need to be the... next Head Admin..."
I was shocked. I had always thought I would be a good leader if something were to happen, but now that something did happen, I was doubting my abilities.
"Bozzy, you aren't making sense, you-"
"My time here is done, Floor... I've lost my tournament stock..." He smiled. "At least it was to a Cloud." I saw the life slip out of him. Emotions raged inside of me as I thought I heard "Player Bozzy, defeated"
It wasn't fair; Bozzy had done so much for Marcina Discord. Without him, order seemed unlikely.
Frannaccino and DPW were by my side now, silent. DPW looked in my eyes and gave me a pat on my shoulder. "We need to keep moving." He said. "The Clouds will be here any minute."
I knew he was right. With admiration for my fallen Head Admin, I perfect pivoted and dashed towards the Headquarters.

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The Marcina Discord Chronicles: The Search for Ram
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