First, Olimar needed some more weapons. Any kind of object to hurt Pikmin. From some kitchen knife to a rocket launcher. And the good thing was that he knew where to get all those stuff from. He kept running.

Olimar read the sign. It said, "Morshu's Shop." this was a special shop that only sold bombs,
but Olimar knew that there were lots of weapons hidden in the basement of the shop. He only needed to get Morshu out of the way.

"Lamp oil, rope, BOMBS? You wan-AAAAAGH!"

"Believe it!"

Morshu was dead in one bullet. Olimar was suprised that he could actually have the animalistic instinct to kill a human. But after all, it was something to be expected after seeing his wife being killed of in the most brutal way possible.

Olimar shook his head, clearing those images from his brain. He had to find the key that opens the door that goes to the basement. He began searching, but it was nowhere to be found. But he kept on searching. He HAD to find it.

...

Ok, maybe he didn't. After 26 minutes of searching, he gave up. He tried shooting the door with his prized Naruto Gun.

"Be-be-believe it!"

Well, there were some holes in the door, though they weren't exactly BIG enough for going in.
He had to break the door. WITH HIS FISTS.

"CRACK!"

Ouch. He broke his hand. He could use his head, but that would hurt too much, even more then the previous time. He gathered around everything there was to open the door. He tried spilling some Lamp Oil on the door. Didn't work. He put the rope through the hole he made with his Naruto Gun.
It didn't work. He threw a BOMB at the door.

It kinda over-worked.

Not only it did destroy the door, but also it destroyed the entire wall. He was about to go down the stairs when he notived something.

The explosion made Lamp Oil set on fire! The whole building began to be covered in flames. Olimar had not much time. He quickly ran down the stairs. There they were, all the weapons Morshu could collect in his life. He looked at them for a few seconds. He could take all, but there just was not enough time. So, he choose two.

A Naruto Chainsaw that says "Ninja legend!" everytime it sliced something.
And a Naruto Machine Gun that shot shurikens at a rate of 23.4 shruikens a second.

These were really cool. Like Naruto. But he's cooler.

Anyway, he couldn't go up the stairs now. The flames made it impossible. The only choice he had was to slice the wall with his Naruto Chainsaw. He took it and-

"N-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-ninja Legend!"

Only now he noticed that the walls were made out of metal here. Except the ceiling. It was still made of normal wood. But it was too high for him to reach. He had to think of a way though.

Or not.

The flames set off some bombs in the weapon room. An explosion could destroy him completely. He HAD to get out now. But how? How? HOW?

"Think, Olimar!" he said to himself.

Did he come all this way to kill himself in an explosion? What about his wife, or kids, or all those Pikmin he swore to kill? It was the end, after all.

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*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM.* (Yes, a dot.)

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In some old building no one went near and entered, a Pikmin was walking around. It was not sure if it should enter or not, but it wasn't really it's choice. It had to-

"ENTEEER..." A hissing voice said.

And so, it entered. It was a weird hallway, with some old candles being lit. It would be kinda creepy if the Pikmin wasn't so scared already. And so it finally arrived. This was the throne room. It was specially designed so you could not see the guy sitting on the throne and I could reveal him later. Anyway,

"Telllzz meezz whatzzz happeneeedzzz..." He said, lifting his left hand and pointing at the Pikmin.

Since Pikmin could not speak, it tried to explain what happened by movements. Basically, it told everything happened to Olimar, and how some Pikmin menaged to run away from Olimar's rampage.

"Very wellzzzzz..." The shadowy figure said, standing up from the throne.

"First, I shall kill Olimar, and then, I WILL EAT SOME PATATOES! BWABWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

That Pikmin died from a heart attack at that point, seeing who that figure was. Poor Pikmin. Let's pray to God that it goes to Pikmin heaven. Anyway, as you see, some plans were set into motion...

-End of the Second Chapter-