Chapter Six: Speedsoul
Master Hand, leading the Smashers, turned to the group, realising R.O.B had disappeared. "Hey, has anyone seen R.O.B?"
The Smashers turned to each other, and Master Hand could hear the occasional "Nope," "Haven't seen him," and "May be dead?"
He then said, "So if no one knows where R.O.B is, we'll press on regardless."
The Ice Climbers piped up with, "We're good at climbing mountains...," Popo said, and Nana finished with, "...So let us lead you all along the way!"
Master Hand said, "Sure! Just don't get us killed, okay?"
"Yup."
IN SUBSPACE
Forbitten laughed insanely as the electric shocks pummeled R.O.B, clones ejecting from the tube. In another nearby factory, Subspace Bombs were being mass produced. These were weaker than the ones borne from the Island of the Ancients, but when several were detonated at the same time, they had as much power.
"The plan is coming along quite well..."
Tabuu came near, and asked, "How close are the Smashers to Nasfarat (Alternate Realm)?"
"Closer than you can imagine, my brother...closer than you can imagine."
"Like, how?"
"...Right near the top of the Glacial Peak."
BACK AT THE GLACIAL PEAK
"We're...almost there...right?" Master Hand asked.
"Yup, and..." Popo said, and then,
"We are there." Nana finished.
A figure cloaked in shadows whirled around and looked at Master Hand. For some reason, the figure's right hand was missing, as was his left. He bowed, and lifted his hood, revealing a head with no mustache, some short sideburns, coarse, spiked hair, a average-size nose, large eyes, and a flat chin. "Master Hand. You have come, as expected. Where is Crazy Hand?"
Master Hand shuddered at the memory. His brother flying towards Xemnas...Crazy dying, uttering his last words...the funeral...the journey had wracked mind and soul. "...Crazy Hand is dead."
"Ah. My deepest sorrow. You said you wanted to enter Nasfarat, the Alternate Realm?"
"Yes, Neal."
Mario said out of nowhere, "Neal? Who's-a Neal?"
Neal looked toward Mario, and said, "The name's Neal Speed, guy. Mario, right?"
"Yes-a."
"Forbitten's plans have been disrupted, but only slightly. Anyway...I warn you, Nasfarat is covered with Dark Tabuu's henchmen. They have never seen people like you before, so they'll take to attacking the second they see you. Forbitten's plan to overthrow Dark Tabuu will be in motion if you do not hurry." Neal extended his right arm straight out, and a malicious-looking portal opened. "You may enter."
Neal promptly disappeared. The Smashers all looked at each other, nodded, and leapt into the portal.
SUBSPACE
Behind the computer terminal, Forbitten laughed, malice spiking the dry laughter. "Exactly as I want them. Now those Smashers have no chance of defeating me..."
END OF CHAPTER
The Smashers have entered Nasfarat. However, Forbitten's got plans for them...