Me: Man, oh man
Me: Man, oh man! With Super Smash Bros finally out to the general public, I feel even more psyched then ever! I just HAD to get the next update in! This chapter takes place a little after DarkMagicianmon's 'Drake's Darkness Crew' finale, and it finds Gantz out of the Author Fighters, and into even more trouble!
Wally: We at Gantz Gun Productions, hope you're looking forward to seeing even more characters, more fights, and more action, because this fic is about to get a great deal more exciting then in the last arc.
Me: The action is starting to build, and excitement is starting to climb! This is where the story's fights really start, and the elements finally gather together in time for the next leg of the fanfic!
Otto: I just hope you start debuting some of your other author sign-ups. People still look forward to being seen here.
Me: (I stare at Otto sternly.) Please don't go there… (I turn to the audience.) Hope you guys enjoy the next chapter of this fanfic, named 'Most Unfortunate'. ON WITH THE STORY!!
Crossover Bros Brawl
Chapter 6
Most Unfortunate
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Gantz lay on the bed in the home of Bugs and Daffy staring at the ceiling, the badge that the Author Fighters allowed him to keep in his hand and in his gaze. For the rest of the day yesterday, and for some of the day today, Gantz remained in his room, barely moving from where he now rest. His mind was still cloudy since yesterday, when he had resigned from the group. Wally and Tilly visited every so often, but he was one that was not to be seen. On his nightstand was a small notebook with various things written down, on one page was various sketches of indecipherable, but simple looking robots. While the opposite page was of some various measurements and inner mechanism sketches, along with a small description.
It said: 'Though small in size, this miniature robot is something of an all purpose design and can perform any task given to it, with any tool given to it. It has a simple nature, which is why his name would mean simple; --'
Gantz, since he had time to kill, had only time to think and design. While no-one aside from himself knew it, he had tinkered a great deal back at Futuropolis. The company he worked at was where he earned his money and meals. While working in that lab did that, it also allowed him to learn the mechanisms of various servant robots of Futuropolis; Thus the sketch.
The boy stared at the badge a little while, and sighed. "Man… So boring…" He turned the badge over between his two fingers, to further examine the communication device. "Such a simple mechanism… Yet so effective…" He reached for the notebook and once it was on his lap, and his pen in hand, he immediately made notes of the communicator badge's outside appearance. "I'll have to take this apart to get a better look at it…"
There was a knock at his door. "Gantz?"
Gantz recognized the voice. It was none other then Nutcase, his loony friend, and a student to Bugs Bunny in learning even loonier tricks. He smiled lightly. "Come on in Nutcase."
The door opened and Nutcase walked into the room. His gaze landed on Gantz's notebook and the Author Fighters badge. "Reminiscing, huh?"
Gantz shook his head. "Nah… I try not to look back on the past to much." His face dropped a little. "It feels like so long ago though."
Nutcase placed a comforting hand on the boys shoulders. "Hey it'll be okay." His gaze was caught by the notebook, and he noticed the sketch of the Author Fighter badge. "What's this?"
Gantz lowered his gaze to his notebook and smiled. "Oh this? I was just tinkering a little I'll have to try taking it apart to get a good look on how it works."
Nutcase looked back at Gantz. "I never would've thought you as a mechanic."
Gantz chuckled. "Well, back where I come from, stuff like this badge is low-tech compared to what I made on an assembly line."
Nutcase stared at Gantz a little while before taking a seat on the edge of the bed. "Really?"
Gantz took a seat next to him. "Yeah! My world could make all kinds of stuff that bypasses all pieces of technology I've seen on this world by a million years." He flipped through the pages until he found the sketch of the simple looking robot. "This is one of things I had to tinker with on the assembly line. It's low-tech to Futuropolis' standards."
Nutcase looked at the sketches, quite impressed. "Wow… That's something else… I'm no expert on technology, but that's some pretty complex machinery, especially in such a small mech." He turned to Gantz. "What is your world like? I've always been curious…"
Gantz couldn't help but chuckle. "It's nothing like this wacky town. That much is for sure." He sat back and allowed memories to return. "For one, the buildings are much bigger. And the cars were much more advanced, though they don't talk…" He paused there for a moment. "Actually, now that I think about it, they do actually. But they are not toons. The voices are traffic guide systems, or whatever the heck they're called."
Nutcase thought about this. "We have stuff like that here too."
Gantz thought about this, "And secondly, we have much more advanced technology there, like I've explained." He flipped through his notebook, and pointed to another sketch. It was a rather simple looking robot, not too different in appearance from the last sketch. "We have serve-bots that perform various chores."
Nutcase smiled lightly. "Just like Rosie, from the 'Jetsons'."
Gantz, whom had seen the show in Futuropolis, nodded. "Exactly." He turned to the notebook and turned it to the page with the Author Fighter Badge. "They even have thoughts and emotions too. So as such they are treated like real people." He lifted his head to Nutcase, "Robots aren't the only thing that Futuropolis has technologically speaking. We also have a great deal more."
Nutcase looked excited to hear what. "Like what?"
Gantz appeared to think of that. "Well…"
The scene opens up on a big town with tall buildings, and a load of cars driving on the road, trying to get where they were going. The camera pans across the scene until the view turns to a big and wide establishment, near the center of town. The establishment was around 4 stories tall and probably as wide as a football field and a half. Over the front door was a big billboard with these words in bold-print.
'Author Fighters HQ'
The camera pans across the building catching it in a majestic light. Of course, such was deserved. The Author Fighters were a group of authors, or people with powers greater then a normal person, a super hero in very small way, who wished to use their powers to protect the good people of the Multi-verse. Most recently, protecting the people was made quite difficult, due to the villain 'Dark star Drake' being on the loose, but with the Author Fighter's leader, DarkMagicianmon, and the membership of powerful warriors, such as No-Limit the Keybearer, Wormtail96, a powerful wizard, Airnaruto, a well-trained ninja fighter, and most recently Hikari, a Balance, or a devoutee to a long forgotten art of Light element magic, the author fighters have thwarted the villains attempts.
The camera moves along the building before it stops. We see a figure walking up to the front door of the establishment. He was a tall, skinny figure holding a cardboard box full of who knows what. It was none other then Eugene Grimiore, a scientist of Toon Town.
"The Author Fighter's HQ…" Eugene began, looking at the establishment up and down. "Boy, these boys and girls sure know the meaning of the phrase, 'Spit-and-polish'." Having said that, Eugene took a small moment to get a better grip on his card-board box, as if it was heavy, and walked through the front door. The lobby that sat before him was nearly every bit as grand looking as the building on the outside, and seemed to be very clean. As Eugene walked, he couldn't help but notice the fountain in the center of the room. In the fountain, there was a multitude of coins, whether they be quarters, pennies, dimes, or nickels. This fountain was apparently treated as a sort of wishing fountain of a kind.
Eugene turned back to the front to see a front desk. Sitting at the front desk was what appeared to be a young girl around 14 years of age. She had long hair, that appeared to be a color mixed between red and brunette, fixed into a pony tail, and her eyes were a deep ocean blue. She wore a pair of dark blue jeans, brown shoes, a white t-shirt with blue short sleeves and hood. She also wore a pair of black fingerless gloves, and a belt pack backwards around her waist, and saw a name tag on her shirt that simply said this, 'Hi! I'm Rika!' She sat behind the desk talking on the phone. Apparently, the building hasn't been facing much business, because the girl was talking casually to the person on the phone, maybe one of her friends.
"Yeah, I'm looking forward to NL's new chapter too. I wonder what kind of trouble we'll have to face in the new installment." She paused, letting her friend over the phone talk. Rika laughed a little. "I can tell things are going well over at the studio. That Duck Dodgers TV show is really going somewhere isn't it?"
Eugene walked over to the table, and, with a semi-loud thud, placed his card-board box on the desk. "Excuse me." Eugene asked politely.
Rika jumped at the thud, and turned to see Eugene in front of the desk. Despite this rude little awakening, she kept her voice level. "Oh, I'm sorry, I'll be right with you." She turned her attention back to her call. "I'm sorry Porky, but I really have to go right now." The voice on the other side seemed to understand, because the girl nodded. "Okay see you later Porky, be sure to look after Daffy okay?" The voice responded, causing the girl to smile. "Okay, bye." After saying that, she hung up the phone and turned to the visitor. "Hello there, welcome to the Headquarters of the Author Fighters. How I can help you? Are you looking to post a request?"
Eugene waved that off. "No, thanks." He patted the cardboard box proudly. "I wish to introduce some top-of-the-line radars, scanners, etc, to your esteemed leader, DarkMagicianmon…" He smiled lightly, looking quite sure of himself. "So, Miss, Rika. Can you arrange a visit with him for me?"
The girl, known as Rika, smiled lightly. "Sure! I'll arrange for just that…" She typed at the computer a little. "Now can I have you're name please?"
Eugene smirked a little, pointing a finger at himself. "I am Professor Eugene Grimiore. Lead Scientist in Magi-technology experimentation." He groans a little. "As of yet, I have no defining point or a discovery of my own…" His smile returned. "But that will change very soon!"
Rika typed in Eugene's name… Before freezing. "Wait a minute… Professor Eugene?" She slowly turned back to the scientist with an awkward stare. "Did you say you're name is Professor Eugene Grimiore?"
Eugene gave her a small confused stare. "Ye-e-e-e-s… I did… What of it?"
Rika chuckled nervously. "Well… I've actually received a special note for you Eugene… From DarkMagicianmon…" She continued to chuckle nervously, as she reached from under her desk and pulled out a small letter.
Eugene eyed the letter strangely, before taking it. He opened it, and read it a little while… It was quiet for a moment…
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The scientist's eyes widened to great sizes at what he read, a raspy gasp coming from his frozen figure. Slowly he lowered the envelope and eyed Rika. He chuckled a little, a blank, almost, lifeless look in his eye. "So… They really did do it… After all the times I've went to visit them and present my inventions… They finally did it…" He chuckled a little... Before gripping the letter hard.
Rika chuckled awkwardly along with him. "I'm very sorry Professor Eugene… You're presentations have been nothing short of… Interesting…" She cleared her throat, knowing that all of Eugene's presentations had been nothing short of disasterous. "But, after the base had been destroyed… Multiple times… DarkMagicianmon, as well as the others, they signed a petition… And…"
"I've seen it… Hell… I've read it…" Eugene mumbled, interrupting Rika, gripping the message, possibly the petition in his hand tighter. He breathed deeply, as his gaze turned from shock to rage. "They can't do this to me…" He glared at the receptionist. "All I've done, is try to help them… To give them technology... They couldn't even DREAM of..!" He seethed with rage, as he got right in Rika's face, his anger more then apparent. "And what do those-those… UNGRATEFUL LITTLE BRATS DO?! THEY TURN ME DOWN AT THE DOOR!!"
Rika started to sweat nervously. "Uh, s-s-s-sir?"
Eugene interrupted sharply. "SHUT UP!!" Rika immediately went quiet at that, wincing at Eugene's piercing tone. Eugene lifted his hand up showing the piece of paper. "HERE'S WHAT I THINK ABOUT YOUR DAMN LITTLE PIECE OF PAPER!!" He took the piece of paper in both hands, and ripped it again and again. "IF YOU SEE DARKMAGICIANMON AGAIN, YOU CAN TELL THAT CHEAP, RIP-OFF, OF A DUAL MONSTER CARD, THAT HE CAN KEEP HIS PETITION!! IF HE WANTS UPGRADES FOR HIS SECURITY SYSTEM HE CAN LOOK FOR IT ELSEWHERE!!"
He threw away the shreds of paper, and grabbed his cardboard box, carrying it out of the building. "It's apparent that I'm not appreciated here! True scientific progress never is!!" Eugene yelled, as he kicked open the door and walked right out.
Rika stared in absolute surprise at Eugene's outburst. After a moment, she took a second copy of the petition that she kept under her desk and looked at as well as she could. "Poor Eugene…" She said silently, her expression saddening, suddenly starting to pity the scientist.
Outside, Eugene walked further until he came up to what looked like a big mech with a pair of legs. He lifted the cardboard box into the mech, and jumped in. His expression remained relatively angry, until it fell; he suddenly feeling very ashamed of himself. "Oh…." He suddenly whacked himself in the head, Saying this with each hit. "STUPID-STUPID-STUPID!!" He turned to the Author Fighter's HQ. "That girl didn't deserve that…" His face turned to one of anger. "It's those damned leaders that deserved my yells…" He crossed his arms. "They just don't understand what I'm trying to do. To decipher technology, that could very well be the key to bring this town out of the modern era… And into the future…" He reached into his box and pulled out a very strange looking machine. Eugene sighed. "Still… That's another job down the drain…" He typed a little at a small keyboard in the cockpit, and lounged in his seat. "Stroll-bot 3109, take me to the 'Candy Bar' diner. I need something to eat…"
Peculiar beeping noises came from the machine. "Acknowledged…" Came a mechanical voice, and the machine started to run down the street, going at the speeds of a car.
All is dark and quiet on the scene… Before a door suddenly opened somewhere, allowing in light. "Zin-sama, dood!" Came the voice of the prinny servant as it ran into the dark room.
At the opposite side of the room, Zin Zig-Zag was standing before what appeared to be an inky black abyss. Floating before him, the letter he had tried to burn was enveloped in a small transparent purple bubble. An evil energy was scanning the letter. The prinny instantly went silent, remembering who's room this was. "Oh…" The prinny shivered as he instantly ran back to the door, the darkness of the room frightening him.
Zin continued to stand in the darkness, his eyes closed in deep meditation. The letter inside the bubble remained unchanged, looking as ominous as ever…
Minutes passed like hours…
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After another minute, the purple bubble popped, and Zin Zig-Zag grabbed the letter out of mid-air. "Well, Aku?"
Much to the Prinny's fear, a shape appeared from the black abyss. The shapes were a pair of horrid yellowish red eyes, with flames blazing above each eye. "I have searched every outer region of information I could find…" A deep booming voice answered. "But I was unable to find anything on this mysterious item. It is well beyond my understanding." His eyes narrowed at Zin Zig-Zag. "Where did you find this strange little slip?"
Zin shrugged. "It was in my mail. The prinny singled it out from my magazines, and gave it to me." He stared at the envelope curiously. "It has a mysterious power surrounding it. When I tried to burn it in my fireplace, it only canceled out the flame… Hell, it wasn't even warmed by the fire." Zin held up the envelope. "We must not give up Aku. There is a mystery surrounding this thing, and I'll stop at nothing to find out what it is!"
The evil eyes of Aku stared at Zin lazily. "You never give up… That much is for certain…" He rolled his eyes in their sockets. "There is ONE familiar detail on this letter, that I recognize, however…"
Zin stared at him. "And that is?"
Aku's tone suddenly took an evil glint, as if he was smirking as he said this. "It is the seal on the back of the letter."
Zin turned it over to take a close look at it. The seal that looked like a ball sliced in four equal slices by a cross, stared at the boy. "Why is the seal familiar?"
It was right then that Aku laughed; a laugh so horrible, and so evil, it was doubtful that even the bravest of hearts would keep their courage after hearing it. "That is the seal of the 'World of Trophies'." His eyes narrowed. "A place better known to many, as the world of 'Smash Bros'."
Zin looked surprised at this. "You mean, this could have some kind of connection to that world? A world that had been twice plagued by the great 'Master Hand'?"
Aku's eyes moved up and down, as if he had nodded at what Zin said. "Yes indeed child. This letter must have come from that world, otherwise it's seal would not be there for all to see…"
Zin thought of this, and lifted the letter up to his face… His expression turned into one of evil glee. "Boy oh boy!" He smirked as he continued. "I must admit, I'm a big fan of the Master Hand's work! Hypnotizing warriors from other worlds and forcing them to face each other in battle!" A frown suddenly appeared on his face. "It is truly a shame that he had to face such a horrible end all of those years ago, defeated by the very warriors he had hoped to control." His smirk suddenly returned. "But still, to receive a letter from the World of Trophies is a great honor!" He turned it around, and took the seal, attempting to open it. "I wonder what's inside?"
Zin immediately tried to rip the envelope open… However… The envelope remained closed, never once opening, despite Zin's continued attempts. "WHA?!" Zin shouted in disdain as he tried with increased vigor to open the letter, to no avail. "Come ON, you STUPID-!!" He shouted as he suddenly pulled out a chain-saw.
Aku rolled his eyes as the lunacy continued before him. Zin was shouting various obscenities as he used gadgets, some practical, others not, to open the envelope. Finally after a few minutes of booms, cursing, among other nonsensical nonsense, Zin stopped to catch his breath, glaring daggers at the envelope. "What is… WITH THAT DAMNED LITTLE-?!" Zin roared in anger, before sitting himself down and crossing his arms in disdain. "I wanted to see what was inside…"
Aku rolled his eyes some more at Zin's immaturity. "Isn't it obvious child?" Aku began, catching Zin's attention. "This letter can only be opened until it's deliverer so wills it." He sneered at Zin. "It will not open just yet… But maybe, in time, it will."
Zin picked up the letter, and stared at it angrily. "DOH! But I HATE being patient!" After receiving another glare from Aku, the young man turned to the envelope, and glared at it. "Fine… If this little letter wants me to be patient, I'll do just that…"
Aku smirked at Zin's forced deal. "I will continue to research the recent attacks on Toon Town…" He chuckled a little. "Happy waiting child!" He laughed evilly, sadistically, and, strangely, hysterically, at Zin Zig-Zag before his eyes disappeared in the inky black abyss.
Zin glared daggers at where Aku disappeared. "… … … I hate you…" He muttered before pocketing the note and retreating through the door. It was there that he found the prinny still waiting for him. "Ah, you again…" Zin sneered. "What do you want? I'm a very busy man…"
The prinny bowed before continuing, "Actually, you have a visitor sir. They asked for you personally, dood."
Zin stared at the prinny curiously. "Visitors? Here? Strictly for me?" He thought about this for a moment. "Who would come to visit me?"
The prinny shrugged. "Like I know, du…"
Zin nodded, and dusted off his clothes. "Well… Whatever… Escort the visitors to my office. I shall meet with them there." He walked off, upon saying that.
The prinny bowed at Zin's order. "Will do, dood." The prinny walked off after saying that.
The sound of waves could be heard as the scene opens up. The scene is of an ocean area with over a thousand yards of open ocean in all directions. Slowly, the camera moves across the scene until a small wooden ship came into view. With the tide and the wind, it continued to sail across the sea, moving at a slow, but steady pace. On the side of the ship, a brass nameplate hung by nails, on it was a single name, 'Beatrice'.
'The Beatrice' continued its movement across the water, sailing serenely over waves. The camera scrolled over the star-board side of the ship to get a good look at who was onboard. Standing behind the steering mechanism of the ship was a young lady with long black hair, and wore a similar white robe to what the boy wore. Her long black hair was tied back to keep it out of her eyes, to do this, a ribbon was tied up in her hair. The girl kept her eyes on the ocean before her resolutely, knowing the direction that she needed to travel in.
Behind her, sitting at a table, was a young man around 13, with black hair. He wore a white robe that reached his feet, and appeared to wear a pair of glasses over his eyes. He was examining a map that was sitting idly on the table.
"What do you make of the map, Klaus?" Asked the young girl, as she moved the wheel of the helm. "We should be coming across a piece of land somewhere right?"
The boy, known only as Klaus Baudelaire, nodded. "You aren't wrong, Violet." He picked the map up and looked out to the horizon, a compass in hand. "We're heading east, and according to the map, there's a landmass far to the east of the abandoned 'VFD' Island we came from." Klaus lowered his head.
Violet Baudelaire did as well, looking quite saddened. "I just can't believe what Ishmael did. He kept his people hopelessly clueless to the bitter end."
Klaus nodded. "I wonder if they made it to shore, somewhere…"
Violet shook her head. "Even if they didn't it probably would've been for the better. It was Count Olaf, whom had poisoned them with that dangerous mixture he had. I hate to sound cruel, but if they had made it to shore, the poison would've no doubt spread."
The boy shed a few tears; the reality of it had long since been plain to him. "I know… But still… All of those lives…"
Violet nodded as well. "I know… I know…" She shed a few tears herself.
"Vi-Vi, Klas!"
The two turned to see another character joining them. This character was barely up to the two's ankles in size. It was a female baby with a white robe similar to the first two. She had a single tuft of black hair on top of her head, with a small ribbon tied around it. Violet smiled at the little person before her. "Oh, hello there Sunny. What's the matter?"
Sunny Baudelaire smiled a little, four sharp teeth showing at the front of her mouth. "Lunch oso ee a galla!" She squealed in a babyish tone. While Sunny had grown a year or two, she still had a slight speech problem. Being just a baby though, it was understandable. When she said this, she had probably meant, "Lunch is served, you two!"
Violet smiled slightly. "Glad to hear it Sunny." The young lady picked up the baby, and held her on her shoulder. "What about our new sister Beatrice Snicket? How is she?"
The baby giggled cutely, apparently all was well. "Bea fah mo ka esa mat." She said, which probably meant, "Beatrice just had her meal, and she's napping."
Klaus, upon placing the map back on the table, couldn't help but smile. "Well, that's good. I've read that baby's need their sleep at such a tender age. It's so they can grow up to be strong and healthy."
Violet nodded. "Yes indeed…" She appeared to think about this. "I can't believe it's been more then two years since the whole thing happened."
"Tell me about it." Klaus said, staring up to the sky. "Now we have a new sister. Beatrice Snicket… She's grown up so much since she was first born. Even if she grew up without her mother."
"Anyways…" Violet said, looking over at Klaus. "What do you say, we go and get something to eat?"
Klaus nodded. "Yeah, let's go. I'm starving!" He and the girls started to walk off once he had said that, before something caught Klaus' attention. "Oh! Hang on guys, I'll just look out for a storm real quick."
Violet looked at the boy before her. Since she, Sunny, and Klaus were stuck on a wooden ship in the middle of the ocean, they had to make extra sure to keep an eye out, and be ready for anything. Since Klaus was the riddle solver of the group, he had pretty much made definite sure that nothing caught them by surprise. She looked around at the sky herself. "I don't see any storm clouds…"
Klaus shrugged. "Can't be too careful you know. This ship doesn't have weather detecting machines, or radar."
Violet turned away, "That's true, I suppose." After a seconds thought, she nodded. "Okay, me and Sunny will wait for you to get finished, before we start eating."
Klaus nodded thankfully, "Thanks, I'll tell you what I find out."
And with that being said, Violet walked into the ships main cabin to eat, leaving Klaus out on the ship's deck… …
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They never noticed a strange black cloud approaching their tiny boat, from above the white clouds… Nor the robed figure whom smoked a cigar from underneath his hood, cackling out big exhales of smoke, as he came ever closer to them. "And to fink, dat' dese' annoyin' children 'ad caused dat' Count Olaf character, so much trouble…" He chuckled under his breath, the cigar staying perfectly in his mouth. "Heheheheh… Dey fink' dere' so lucky… Well…" He took out his cigar to exhale a bit of smoke… The smoke he exhaled suddenly merged with the cloud, making it even darker then before. "As dey' say, 'All good fings' come to an end, eventually'." A smirk found its way on his face, as he chuckled insanely…
Flames shot out of his mouth catching the cigar completely on fire! With a flick of the tongue, the blazing cigar fell into his mouth, allowing him to swallow it whole. "Ah, de' ashes of de' storm…" With an insidious chuckle, he inhaled deeply… In an unrealistic fashion, his chest broadened out to ridiculous sizes! Once he inhaled enough, he let out a gigantic exhale… Which was nothing but smoke… The smoke merged with the cloud, broadening it out to record bringing sizes. The smoky cloud started to spread to the other clouds, creating a disturbance in the balance of nature. Along with the exhale, a gigantic wind whipped up, winds reaching record breaking velocity.
The man laughed insanely. "I can't remember when I last choreographed a storm of dis' magnitude!!" He lifted a hand, revealing a human hand… That is before it suddenly morphed… Into a pale white hand with humongous claws. "And now… to 'call down de' Thunder'…" He joked morbidly, as he forced his middle finger and thumb together. 'SNAP'! He snapped his fingers, before snapping it again, and again, and again, getting steadily faster with each snap. It looked like this was doing nothing at all…
'Sna-OOOOOOOOM'!! The snap suddenly transformed into a thunderous boom! He cackled insanely as he continued snapping his finger, creating more thunderous booms. "And now… For 'de final piece of 'de 'Stormy Puzzle'…" He stoped snapping his fingers, and reached his hand away into the opposite sleeve. After a second of searching, he pulled the hand out of his sleeve, the hand was holding a tiny glowing vial filled with a strange liquid. "What's a good storm without some electricity and rain?" With a start, he threw the vial against the cloud he was standing on, causing the concoction inside to explode out of the vial…
BOOOOOOOM!! Thunder built up in the cloud before it struck downward to the ocean below. The view switched to the ocean below showing the situation had gotten much worse. With a streak of lightning and a thunderous roar, rain suddenly started pouring down, creating a scene of a powerful storm.
Back with the Baudelaires, they had just entered this stormy hell, themselves. Violet struggled to keep the ship steady on the roaring waves of the ocean. "Klaus!! Where'd this storm come from?!" She yelled, turning to Klaus, who appeared to be working with a piece of paper. "I thought you said, no storms were coming!!"
Klaus appeared frantic as he shielded the paper and went over it's contents again. "But, I don't get it! This is impossible!! I examined everything! The winds weren't in the proper balance for one, the clouds weren't even this black a few seconds ago! It's like this storm just came out of nowhere!!" A powerful wind whipped up, and blew the paper clean out of Klaus' hands. "NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!!" He tried to grab the paper, but it was already gone, lost in the sea.
"Vi-Vi! Di su vo pala e Bea wa!!" Sunny called from inside the cabin, probably meaning, "Violet! The storm is scaring Beatrice and she's crying!!" What Sunny said, proved to be true, as a baby cry came from inside.
Violet groaned. "Try to calm her down, Sunny. We just need to get out of this storm is all!" Sunny nodded and went to attend to Beatrice.
The robed man snickered. "Exit the storm?" He laughed a little. "I'm afraid you will not be leavin dis' one…" With a flick of his finger, a strange purple energy formed. "And even when you do…" A gigantic smirk formed on his face. "You will find yourself in a world completely different from the one your familiar with…" With a few more hand motions, he shot the energy to the world below. "Dere'... my task is complete." He floated into the air, snickering evilly. "I wonder what dey' will find at the end of dis little event?" He chuckled evilly, as he disappeared in a flash. His job had been done…
Violet tried her best to stay in control of the ship, but it was all for naught, as the wind and the waves forced the ship around. With a thunderous crash, a wave slammed against the side of the ship, causing Violet to be sent reeling to the side of the ship. "Violet!!" Klaus shouted, as he went to help Violet up.
Violet nodded thankfully, but gave him a serious look. "Don't worry about me! Take the wheel! We need to make sure we don't cra-"
THUD!! 'SCRAAAAAAAAPE!!...' An odd sound passed the two's ears. It was like all things froze for a moment.
"VI-VI, KLA!!" Sunny shouted, crawling out of the cabin. "Rock! Sinking!!"
That snapped them back in reality. Violet quickly took charge of the situation. "Klaus! We need to get a lifeboat ready!"
Klaus waved his arms wildly, in exasperation at his sisters order. "Violet, I'd like to get one ready, but there's one problem… We don't HAVE a lifeboat!!"
Violet looked wide-eyed. "What?! But…"
"Vi-Vi!" Sunny came crawling up to Violet looking scared. "Idea?"
Violet looked down to Sunny, worry increasing. "I'll go and get Beatrice!"
Klaus ran up to the helm, "I'll try to keep this ship going, as long as I can!" He grabbed the wheel. "If we want to get to the mainland before we sink, we need to patch up that hole, before we sink!"
BOOOM!! Thunder sounded all around them as lightning crashed. Klaus, Violet, and Sunny turned to their left, and their eyes widened in fear…
A tidal wave towered over them like a mountain, ready to smash the boat into itty bitty little pieces…
FLAAAASH!!
The wave crashed down… And felt no wood in it's crash…
"And here he is, pards!! For your entertainment pleasure!!" Came a loud, obnoxious, western accented voice, being magnified over a microphone.
The scene opens up on a familiar public place; a wrestling ring. The wrestling ring was a standard one with the central mat and rubber ropes encircling it. On all four sides of the ring, stands crowded with thousands upon thousands of screaming patrons, a great fraction of these people being male. Standing in the center of the ring was a rather strange looking creature. It was short for a start and appeared male, with dark blue skin. He wore a small bow-tie around his neck, with a visor on his head, a small pair of sunglasses in front of his eyes, and a spectators jacket on his person. He looked like a clubba from the Mushroom Kingdom. He smiled slightly, as he yelled once more in the microphone. "Alrighty, then pards! It's time for the main event!!" He twirled the microphone in his hands and pointed to his right. "IN THE RED CORNER, WEIGHING A WHOOPIN' 200 POUNDS!!" A figure stepped into the ring. "I GIVE YOU ALL FOR YOUR BUTT KICKING ENTERTAINMENT PLEASURE!! A REGULAR IN THE 'INTERGALACTIC FEDERATION OF WRESTLING', A MASTER OF STRATEGY, AND A MAN OF MANY FACES!! CHEEEEEEEEEEEEECK-MATE!!"
The person whom had stepped into the ring was a man of impressive height. He appeared quite muscular with purple tights. He wore a gold crown like decoration on his head, and what appeared to be a chess piece on each shoulder. On one shoulder was a 'Knight piece' that resembled a horse, and a 'Rook piece' that resembled a castle spire. He smirked as he looked around. "Thank you for that wonderful introduction, Mr. Grubba. It is an honor to be here." Checkmate said, a noble, royal sounding tone to him, as he crossed his arms and awaited the start of the match.
The clubba with fancy clothes, known as Grubba, scratched the back of his head, a small smile on his face. "Trust me, it's a pleasure to meet you too, Pardner!" He then motioned to the opposite corner to Checkmate. "AND IN THE BLUE CORNER, WEIGHING IN AT 160 POUNDS AND THE MANAGER OF THE CWF!!" A second figure came into the ring. "I GIVE YOU THE AUTHOR OF THE RING, THE NOBLEMAN OF PHILLY, AND THE KING OF TECHNICOS!! I GIVE YOU… J--C – 6--1--9!!"
The person standing in that corner was a man of around 19 years of age. He wore a red shirt, with black pants, and a pair of shades over his eyes. He looked somewhat skinny, though he was apparently real tough. He smirked as he put away what appeared to be a Singapore Cane, and cracked his knuckles, ready for a fight. "Thank you Grubba, thank you! It's great to be here!" He turned to his opponent. "And it's a real honor to be fighting you Checkmate; after all, you used to be a regular character in the show 'Ultimate Muscle'."
Checkmate nodded to the young man before him. "As it is for me. I've heard of your skills as the manager of the 'Cartoon Wrestling Federation'."
JC 619 scratched the back of his head bashfully. "Oh go on…"
"Well would you look at this folks!" Grubba said, cutting in. "These two are becoming friends already!" The crowd remained silent. "Too bad, they go to... WRESTLE IT OUT IN AN ALL OUT BRAWL!!" The crowd started cheering. "WHO WANTS TO SEE THESE TWO WRESTLING PROS FIGHTING IT OUT FOR THE PRIZE OF 20,000,000 MUNNY?!" The crowd cheered even louder at that, making the place sound like the Football Super Bowl. "WELL GOOD!" He turns to the two wrestlers. "Well, you heard the crowd, boys! It's time for a good old fashioned throwdown!!"
JC 619 nodded to the clubba. "Yes, lets." He turns to Checkmate. "Ready?"
Checkmate smirked, ready to get the fight underway. "Start the match, Grubba. I believe we are both ready to go."
"You got it you two nuts!" Grubba said, turning to the audience. "Well, ladies and gentlemen, without FURTHER DELAY..!" He raised a hand in the air. "LET'S GET READY TO RUUUUUUUUUUUMBLLLLLLLLLLE!!"
The crowds cheers were deafening, as a bell rang from nearby. Checkmate and JC charged each other, and an all out struggle ensued…
… … … …
"Yes, thank you, see you later Grubba…" Said a familiar voice as he walked out of an office.
Having beaten Checkmate in the match, JC had won the massive amount of prize money for the match. "Boy howdy does it feel good to get in the ring every so often…" Truth be told, JC hadn't really been in the ring, very often these days. He had stuck with being a referee for wrestling matches, as he tended to enjoy watching matches and enforcing them, just as much as he did fighting in them. With a stretch, he relaxed himself. "And once again, the author champ of the ring leaves, will he be back for another round? One can surely hope so!" He announced to himself, chuckling ever so slightly. He lifted the envelope he had collected from Grubba up to his face with a light smirk. "Well this is pretty much been a profitable day! Now it's time to get moving!" He slipped the envelope into his pocket and walked on…
He never noticed the seal on the back of the letter, which looked like a ball sliced into four equal slices… The symbol of the World of Smash Bros.
Back in his office, Grubba sat back in his chair, smirking a little. "Heheheheh… Yet another letter delivered… Perfect job Mr. Grubba…" He closed his eyes in order to nap. "Soon enough, I'll have all of the necessary pieces in place to finally rebuild my old machine… Then…" He chuckled evilly, not allowing his sentence to finish.
What was this weird little Clubba up to?
… … … …
"No no… Try to guide the energy to your fingers, and let it loose." Came a authoritive voice.
The scene opens up again, on a familiar living room. Standing in the middle of the room was Otto; claws outstretched and in a battle stance. Before him stood a character that was much shorter then he was.
Lucas nodded, he looked somewhat scared. "O-o-okay…" His face took on a concentrated look, as he tried to do something.
Behind them, Wally and Tilly watched in apparent confusion at the scene. "Mate, are you sure?"
"Definitely sure." Otto said, turning back to Wally. "When he was about to be impaled by the heartless, he summoned some strange energy, and fought back." He turned back to Lucas. "Some weird energy is inside this child. Maybe, if we can find some way to bring it out for use, he can learn to defend himself, should the time come. If we can get a proper fix on what kind of energy he controls, we can get him some proper training."
Wally looked over the kid once more, shaking his head. "Mate, I don't know, I mean, I really don't sense anything from where I'm sitting…"
"If you saw that energy, you would've been amazed. It was unlike anything I had ever seen before." Otto insisted keeping his gaze on Lucas.
Tilly crossed her arms, a smirk coming on her face. "The way I've seen you guy's lives, you haven't seen a lot of battle styles yet."
"OTTO!! Otto, look!!" Lucas suddenly called out.
Otto turned to the boy… A small glowing sphere of energy was in his hands. "Look! I did it! I did it!"
Wally jumped out of his seat at the sight. "Whoa!!" He ran over to Lucas staring wide-eyed at the energy before him. "Look at it! This is unbelievable!"
Tilly ran over herself, looking curiously at the energy. "What kind of energy is this?"
Otto stared at it, "I don't know, I haven't seen this kind of energy before."
Lucas looked up to Otto. "Oh this is nothing special." He lowered the energy, canceling out the ball of energy. "I was taught by my friend Ionia how to use these abilities. Several people call this power PSI."
Otto thought about this. "PSI, you say?" Deep in his mind, his memory reached far, far back to his days in Antheum. "I think I've read up that power before."
Wally turned to Otto. "Really?"
"But I thought the worlds had no knowledge of their own individual special abilities." Tilly said, thinking about what Otto said. "That's what you guys said, anyways."
Wally turned back to her. "Well, things were different in Antheum, I suppose." He smiled as memories returned. "You see, Antheum was guided by a great, powerful spirit known as the Anthedon. The Anthedon was something of a godly figure, that took the shape of a giant whale. It flew across the sky's in a never-ending loop. It's because of the Anthedon that Antheum is never attacked by monsters, or people that want to conquer it."
"How does this, 'Anthedon', help do that?" Tilly asked, now curious about Wally and Otto's world.
Wally smiled serenely, as he pointed his index finger upward. "Simply put mate, the Anthedon flies the city of Antheum across the sky. Antheum may be a city, but it's a city that's embedded into the Anthedon's back. Thus in it's never ending flight, the city goes along for the ride."
Tilly's eyes widened to sizes of dinner plates upon hearing that, Lucas could sympathize. "So you're city flies around on the back of a giant whale?" Lucas asked, shivering. "S-sounds s-scary…"
Wally smiled with a chuckle. "That's exactly what our friend Musashi, a famous Samurai from a distant land, thought when he heard that."
Tilly turned to Otto. "Anyways, can you remember what you read up on this 'PSI' power?"
Otto nodded. "Bits and pieces, it's coming back." He stretched his memory as far back as it could go to remember what he wanted to. "PSI energy is a powerful thing to say the least." He turned back to Tilly and Lucas. "I believe I've read that PSI energy is an energy completely controlled by one's mind. And while these powers are reminiscent of a master telepath, they can also be used to control a few elements. I remember from the book, that some people have often mistaken PSI energy for magic, since they work somewhat similarly to each other."
Lucas lowered his head. "I was taught that my powers were special in regards to other PSI users." He raised his hand to look at it. "There are very few people in my world who use PSI. But my abilities are supposed to be unique. I really don't know how or why." His stare went up to Otto. "It's just what Ionia and the other Magypsies told me."
All was silent. "… I see…" Otto said, taking in what he heard. "I really don't see why YOUR powers should be special in comparison to others."
Wally stood up. "Mate! Maybe he just has some kind of gift for it." He smiled. "If I remember correctly, WE were just a couple of ordinary kids until we gained our powers of Yin and Yang."
"That's different." Otto said resolutely. "At the very least, we had martial arts training before we gained our powers." He turned to Lucas. "Lucas here, however, acts as if he has had absolutely no training in his elemental abilities, or even physical abilities whatsoever."
Lucas lowered his head, looking somewhat saddened at that. "Hey!" Tilly came up, and took Lucas by the shoulder. "There's no need to slam the kid like that Otto. He's still at a young age."
"Whoever said I was?" Otto asked turning to Tilly, which caused her stare to become one of confusion. Otto turned to Lucas giving him a small once over. "All I'm saying is that, he wouldn't be able to properly defend himself if the situation should demand it." He thought about this. "What he needs is someone who can train him to learn these abilities and use them properly."
Lucas gulped. "Do I have to?"
Otto grimaced at the young man. "Yes Lucas." He crossed his arms, lowering his head. "There will come a time when you will thank me for it." He looked back at Lucas. "You see, Lucas. You're powers are great… Far too great for one of your strength and age." He turned around. "And as foreign as this may sound to you, If you don't train that power, you could become a danger to yourself and everyone around you."
"B-b-but… I'd never do that…" Lucas said, sniffling.
"I'm not saying you would do it, purposefully…" He lowered his head, his back turned to Lucas. "You're power is nothing like mine… But power in any form at all can be dangerous, if you don't have the knowledge to use it. And there will come a time, when you may misuse that power… and it consumes you… Take it from someone who knows kid…" He started to walk off, heading upstairs to his room. "Take it from someone who knows…"
Lucas and Tilly stared in confusion as Otto left; what did he mean? They turned to Wally. The lightbender only lowered his head. "I'm not gonna say anything… What happened then? It wasn't a pretty sight." He said simply. It was silent for a moment. "Anyways…" Wally said. "I figure Otto's right." He sat down on the couch. "We need to find someone who can teach Lucas how to use his abilities…"
Tilly looked around. "But who could possibly do it? Lucas explained that he saw the Heartless on his world… And with all possibilities… It's long gone by now…"
Wally thought about this. "Goo-o-o-d question…" He said scratching the side of his head absentmindedly. "Unfortunately, I don't have a very good answer…"
Lucas lowered his head; what Otto had said hit home to the young man. Could his abilities really do that if he didn't know how to use them? The way he said it, Otto seemed to know what it was like. Did this mean that Otto himself was bad? Lucas shook his head. 'No,' He thought. 'He may act like it sometimes, but he isn't bad. He's a good person… Wally knows it.' Lucas looked up to Wally. "So what do we do now?"
Wally shrugged. "Heck if I know…" He picked up a small remote control. "I guess all we can do is wait…" He switched on the TV…
"Can you see the future? Can you move things with your mind? Can you do things other people think are just plain bizarre?" The TV blared, catching Wally's attention.
"Ah, stupid commercial…" Wally said, about to change the channel…
"Wait!" Lucas suddenly grabbed the controller, stopping him from changing the channel. "Don't change it!" The boy turned his attention to the screen.
The TV continued to make it's announcement, as the commercial continued. "Then come on down to…" It stopped for a moment, before showing a mid-sized building. Over the front door, a sign could be seen, the TV announced the name on the sign. "Madame Koap's Psychic Emporium!" The camera blanked out to show the inside of the building, which looked like the inside of a fortune tellers tent. "Meet fellow Psychic fanciers, some telepathic, others not! Buy all kinds of merchandise, like this one of a kind," The screen showed a yellow star on the background with a common looking staff on it. "Aeolia's staff! That's right! This one of a kind artifact among many other rare items up for sale!"
When the voice on the TV finished the camera fell on a new character. She appeared to be a teenage girl around 16 years, with deep brown eyes and long brown hair. She appeared to wear fortune teller garments, like a long, flowing purple robe, and a turban on her head. When she spoke, her voice was a mystical one with an Arabic accent. "Hurry down, young ones! Madame Koap awaits your visit."
As the camera left the girl, most likely Madame Koap, it went around the store. "But wait! There's more!" The camera blanked out for a fast second and showed the back of the store, where a table with a crystal ball could be seen. "Come today and you can have your fortunes told by the great, young, and beautiful psychic herself! MADAME KOAP!"
Madame Koap was sitting in a chair behind the table peering into the crystal ball. "What answers await you inside my crystal ball?" She looked up to the camera with a sly mystical smile. "There's only one way to find out!"
The camera once again shown outside the store, showing it once more. "So come on down to Madame Koap's Psychic Emporium! Where find all you want, and even more then you bargained for!" As the Commercial ends, a few small lines appeared at the bottom. "Located on Scenic 'Main Street Toon Town'."
Lucas, Wally, and Tilly watched as the commercial went off. Wally switched off the TV and turned to Lucas, Tilly did as such as well…
All was silent… … … …
"Well…" Wally said. "That was convenient…"
A thunder clap could be heard, as rain started to fall hard.
The scene opens up on what appeared to be a dark looking city, with black buildings. The buildings only made the landscape look even more dreary, as most of the horizon was one, big, dark, scary, intimidating scene.
The view moves along the buildings, emphasizing their dark colors, and the dark streets below. No-one appeared to be out, as no cars went across the highway, and no-one was walking along the sidewalk. The view moved to the streets to show a sign on the side of the street. On it was simply this…
'Anti-Toon Town; Main Street.'
As the sign sat there, unopposed on the side of the road… A hand reached up and touched the sign. "Anti… Toon Town..?"
The hand belonged to a young man around 16. He wore a jet black jumpsuit with a strange 'X' like symbol on his chest, a pair of Magma red jeans, silverish military boots, and a dark green baguette hat on his head. If one was to look at him closely…
One would think that he would resemble our young hero Gantz Gun van Drake.
"Where am I?" The young Gantz look-alike said. "What is this place?" He looked around. "Hello? Can someone help me?"
"Why… I can 'elp you young man…" A british accented voice said from behind him.
The Gantz look-alike jumped and turned to see who was behind him…
Standing there was a strange man wearing a thick robe, smoke coming out of his hood.
"Wh-wh-who are you?" The Gantz look-alike said, him backing against the sign… There was an evil presence coming from this man, that beat this evil atmosphere in this creepy town.
The man chuckled at the boy's fear. "Why… There's no need to act like that…" He approached. "I'm here to give you what you want…" He lifted both of his arms up.
The boy grimaced, confused by this. He scratched the side of his head, revealing a kind of simple-mindedness to him. "And… What's that? What do I want?"
The man grinned, as he came closer. "First off… I want to know your name…"
The boy shrugged. "You can call me Anti-Gantz…" He said, with a simple half frown, half grin. "Everyone's been calling me that… Don't know why though…" He then looked at the man curiously. "Who are you though?"
The man chuckled. "Well… Since you asked so NICELY…" He then did something that no-one would be able to believe…
He removed his hood.
Anti-Gantz gawked at what he saw.
Under the hood was a creature unlike anything he had ever seen before…
"You may know me as Saturn…" The camera traveled up his body, revealing his head…
If one could CALL IT a head.
Instead of the usual round head on a neck, his head looked like a 8 foot around pole, that was all white. There were streaks going around the head horizontally every few inches or so, and one of those streaks held a cigarette, making one theorize that that point was his mouth. And as for his eyes… Well… EYE. There was a single eye on his pole like face that stared at Anti-Gantz, with evil intent, though it looked like it almost constantly had this lazy look to it. The eye was almost pale, with a single cat like slit going down it.
The streak on the face holding the cigar, arched upward in an evil grin. "And I'm 'ere to grant you're deepest desires…" He counted them, as he went on. "Glory…" A weird smoke came out of his mouth as he continued. "Respect."
FLAARE!!
Flames blasted out of Saturn's mouth, scorching the cigar, and making it burst into flames. "And POWER…"
Anti-Gantz stared at him. "WHOA!!"
Saturn smirked as he took Gantz's arm. "Just do everything I tell you to do… And all of that AND MORE will be given to you…"
The boy thought of this; true, he wanted to be respected by his fellow man, since all he got since he arrived in this god forsakened town was bad mouthing, and people generally looking down on him. "Well… I guess…" He shook it off and gave Saturn a straight face, an evil smile on his face. "Yes… I want it…"
Saturn smirked. "Good…" A thunder clap was heard, as Saturn was suddenly covered by a gigantic blaze, engulfing Anti-Gantz as well, much to his fear. "There's no reason to fear." Saturn encouraged. "Let the flames engulf you… Let go of all fears…" Anti-Gantz appeared to calm down…
"AND ACCEPT MY GIFT…" Saturn lifted his arm, causing the sleeve to roll back, revealing the gigantic pale white hand with huge claws… And in the hand was an energy ball around the size of a basketball. "Because we start…" He brought the hand down and forced it into Anti-Gantz's person. "IMMEDIATELY…"
That was the last thing he heard, before a blinding pain covered Anti-Gantz, and he knew no more…
Me: And there you have it! Chapter 6, Most Unfortunate!
Otto: I can tell there was a few places where this has been rushed. But aside from that, nicely done.
Wally: And the mysterious robed figure reveals himself!! (Stares at the picture of him on screen.) But… Who is he?
Me: Heh, in all honesty, he's a creation of mine. Though you won't know who he is till later.
Otto: Don't you think it's a little early to be revealing him?
Me: Well, while people were making very educated guesses as to who this character was… I decided to end all speculation, and reveal him… Besides, not ALL of who this character is has been revealed yet… So people can continue trying to figure out who he is. (Turns to the screen.) All in all, that's the new chapter, to which I have FINALLY FINISHED! I'm not sure when the next chapter will be finished, but I can assure you all, that it will have a bit more action then this one did. (Gives a Peace Sign.) R&R People!
Wally: Until next update, mates!
