"Never thought I'd see the day", Cloud thought. The hero of Gaia was inducted into the Smash hall of fame. He was joining the ranks of one of the biggest fighters in the universe. Not only did Master Hand invite Cloud to join the much celebrated Super Smash Bros tournament; Cloud managed to get first place, beating out Sheik/Zelda, Samus, Rosalina, even the newcomers Bayonetta and Corrin.

But what was next for the Ex-Soldier? Sure he had won a good amount from the Smash pot, but it wasn't going to last him forever. As of right now Gaia is at a time of peace. So his mercenary business isn't exactly going to prosper. Fortunately, a big white glove had something to offer for the spiky blond hero.

Master Hand had created a portal that warped cloud back to the home of smashers; the Smash Academy. The academy is basically built like a college campus, spanning several hundred acres and lots of buildings. The Academy is a place where smashers rest while competing, make permanent residence, and fortunately for Cloud, work for other worlds.

Cloud had a puzzled look. "Master Hand, I didn't know you hired for bounty work. I thought you used us for your personal entertainment."

Master Hand laughed hysterically. "Master Hand: "Cloud, I'm not a sadist!"

Cloud Shrugged. "I beg to differ."

He just had a flashback to when he had to test his skills with Master Hand and Crazy Hand. Those were certainly...dark times. Cloud shook his head to chase away the memory. Master Hand snapped his fingers to grab back Cloud's attention. "Seriously, besides bringing in fighters for glory; I bring in fighters to help make our solar system a safer place."Cloud frowned, "You actually would allow us to interfere with other worlds and their conflicts? Where were you when Sephiroth summoned a giant meteor towards us!?"

Cloud frowned, "You actually would allow us to interfere with other worlds and their conflicts? Where were you when Sephiroth summoned a giant meteor towards us!?"

Master crossed his fingers together in embarrassment. "Well, your conflict is older than the establishment."

Cloud crossed his arms. "That's the best excuse you got?"

Master Hand gave the sonic wave with the index finger. "We're getting off topic. Cloud, I didn't just come to you just because you needed work. I came to you and others to help a planet that is on a path of destruction."

Master Hand used his power to display a projection of the said planet. "This is Remnant. Home to a power source known as Dust. Similar to the Materia you have back in Gaia. This planet is filled with forces and creatures known as the Grimm. Mankind waged a battle of survival against them. Dust is used to power abilities and Weapons. Those who use Dust to battle are known as Huntsmen and Huntresses."

Cloud couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "If they have guys that have similar powers to what I use back in Gaia, can't they take care of themselves?"

Master Hand gave a thumb down gesture. "Against the Grimm? Maybe. But from what Ozpin has told me, there is a threat that he senses that will be far bigger than anything Remnant has seen in its entire history."

"Is Ozpin the guy who sought for our help? Ozpin must be pretty desperate to get outside help. He is especially desperate getting help from an establishment run by a giant hand. How does he even know about Super Smash Bros?" Cloud asked.

Master Hand projected a selfie of him and the employer. "I and Ozpin go way back. He caught me when I was scanning the planet to learn about the creatures that inhabit the land. He took me back to his academy known as Beacon where Huntsman and Huntresses train and taught me about Remnant's culture and history."

"I'm guessing this Ozpin guy is their headmaster?"

Master Hand gave a thumb up. "Correct, and if the headmaster of a prestigious school needs help. Then this is serious business. Cloud, can you do this for me not just as a job, but as a personal favor to me. It also helps that the pay is well."

Cloud thought long and hard. Personally, saving his own world took a lot out of him. Having to save another world from the brink of destruction just sounded redundant. "This isn't just some simple mercenary work," Cloud thought. "I know I said that I would do anything before, but this is a little much." The man closed his eyes and had his head aimed towards the ground with his arms crossed. Master Hand had all the patience in the world to wait for the spiky blonde hero to respond. Cloud raised his head and gave a strong stare at the giant pale glove. "Under the condition that you would be the one to tell the guys back at home what I'm up to."

Master Hand gave a shivering thumbs up."But of course! I would never want to piss off Tifa!

A sweat drop was traveling down Cloud's face. "Believe me, that's the last thing we need."

Master Hand pulled out a list from thin air. Cloud could never get used to the powers that this being possessed. "I have already arranged the preparations necessary for this job just in case you said yes. To make things easier, you'll be going in two groups of four with other members of the Smash academy."

Cloud let out a sigh of relief. "Good to know that their world's fate won't be entirely my fault."