Chapter 6:- Attack
"Good morning, smashers." A siren briefly sounded, removing the remaining smashers from their slumbers.
"What sort of a time is this?" Bowser Jr shouted. He'd never had to get up so early before.
"That would be eight in the morning, Bowser Jr. It's Thursday, so you're going to have to get up this early tomorrow as well. That is, if you don't leave. Now, announcements…I am opening auditions for Assist Trophies and Pokeball Pokemon, so you can apply for people near the teleporter room in your respective mansions. Until the auditions of all appliers have finished, there will be only one or two brawls per weekday. Today there will be two brawls. Also, as an experiment, I am going to freely allow travel between the mansions for a few days, but you will still need to be in your home mansion when it's time to brawl. Link and Torchic, can you please see me at in my office at eleven? Thank you, that is all."
"What does he mean, Pokeball Pokemon and Assist Trophies?" Todadile rubbed his eyes, and asked his question to the room.
"I, um, think I know." Adeleine said quietly. Shuddering from the stares that hit her from all across the room, she continued. "Meta Knight told me. Assist Trophies are people, erm, things, beings, that usually didn't make it as a smasher. They use a single move to help whoever, I think he used the word summoned, them. The same goes for Pokeball Pokemon, but they're, well, Pokemon."
"But what ARE Pokeballs?" Todadile stressed the point, as if his initial question had been avoided.
"I'm not sure. I think that, who was it, I think it was Red, Squirtle, Ivysaur, and Charlizard who use Pokeballs. Or you could always ask one of the Pokemon who come over here."
"Or, the simple question could be, who cares?" Girahim spoke up. In the short time he had been in the mansion, most of the characters had taken a dislike to him. No one really knew why Master Hand invited him, he was literally a key part in the creation of Ganondorf, the King of Evil. But even he had changed, so there could be a point to his taking part. For now, however, he was an arrogant humanoid with a, in Ness's words, bad case of knowitall-ism.
"You'll get your answer soon." Krystal headed towards the door. "But I'm going to get breakfast. Let's just hope Crazy doesn't use this as a chance to open a teleporter straight to Venom."
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"…And that's how the Metroid got stuck in Venom." Lyn walked along the Smash Mansion corridor, talking to Marth. While they had never met in their own universe, they did come from the same one, which helped them become close friends. This happened for most residents of the three mansions. However, they had never really managed to talk, only exchanging sentences when someone got Lyn in a brawl.
"Well, I never thought Crazy could live up to his name so well." Marth spoke politely. He gave a small laugh, and they continued down the corridor.
"I must say it, your mansion is a lot bigger than ours. To start, we only have two floors, both above ground."
"But there are more smashers than Assist Trophies, after all. Also, at the rate I expect new Assist Trophies will join, you shall probably surpass us soon. Same goes with the Pokemon's mansion."
"I suppose you're right. But if I join," Lyn playfully pushed Marth, "Then we won't have to talk about it."
"But I will have to continually beat you."
"I've knocked you out much more than you've knocked me out."
"But you can't exactly hit an Assist Trophy, there are laws to prevent that. You can hit us, we can't hit you."
"Exactly." The two continued to converse, as Link and Torchic walked down the corridor. The Pokeball Pokemon didn't have translators, as the Pokemon language was universal between them. However, when R.O.B heard that there were going to be a lot more mansion visitors than before, he started to make his translators as fast as he could. He had currently made two, one of which went to Torchic. As R.O.B didn't need to sleep, instead using the time to recharge his seven year charge battery while on sleep mode (so he did sleep in a way, but he didn't actually sleep, yes it does make sense, shut up), he planned to spend the whole night making enough for all those who might need one.
"So, why are we going to The Hand's place?" Torchic was quickly moving his legs quickly, just to keep up with Link's slow, long strides.
"I, well, have you been told that any of you were going to leave?" Link stated, surprised. He thought he knew why he was heading to Master Hand's office. "Anyway, it's Master Hand."
"Sorry, we always call him 'The Hand.' Everyone does in Poké Mansion. No, we were told no one would leave. Were you? I've not been bad have I? Am I going to be kicked out? Am I going to be sent back to Hoenn? What have I done wrong?"
"Hey, calm down. I thought I was going to be kicked out, but I don't think you could do something that bad." Link explained, looking down on the fire starter.
"Why were you getting knocked out? Were you bad? Did you do too bad in brawls? Did you do a Meowth?"
"No, it was a bunch of ti-what do you mean, 'do a Meowth'?"
"Ah, Link and Torchic. Thank you for coming." The two realised they had just reached Master Hand's room, and walked in it, conversation ended. "I have brought you here about your appearance in the next tournament…"
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"Now that everyone that's brawling is here, let us start our first match." Master Hand announced to the room of smashers, minus Link. "This will be a team battle, with two smashers on each team. You will not be able to attack your teammate, in a similar way you can't attack most assistors. most assistors. You will still have your own damage and your own stocks, but you'll have two people against you. This will be a one stock match, all items. Now, our first team will be," Two wheels span at the same time, this time including the five new smashers. It landed on, "Marth and Ike."
"It's been a while." Ike grunted, hauling Ragnell onto his shoulder.
"Yes, it has." Marth gripped his own sword.
"You two will be against, Red and Team Pokepals." Master Hand announced.
"Ha!" Bowser Jr chortled. "You're gonna need some help out there."
"Marth and Ike are both very talented swordsmen. If you doubt them, maybe you'd want to fight them on your own. No? Good. The stage will be…Luigi's Mansion. Now, take your marks." The five of them (Red had withdrew his Pokemon into their Pokeballs) went onto the teleporter, and were sent to the selected stage. Red was already on it when they appeared.
"Three,"
"Go Ivysaur!" Red shouted one of his three starting phrases, and threw a Pokeball onto the stage, which opened up to show the grass type on the bottom left area of the stage.
"Two," A symbol made of light appeared on the ground, out of which Marth appeared. He twirled in midair, before landing and preparing his sword above Ivysaur. A dimensional hole appeared on the top right.
"One," Ike appeared in a similar symbol to Marth, but simply slashed and then stood up, sword at the ready. Todadile and Cyndaquil appeared out of the hole, yet again failing to stick the landing.
"Go!"
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"Watch it!" Charlizard just moved out of the way before a Surf wave came to where he was a second ago. Despite the knowledge that it wouldn't hit him, it was still painful mentally. Once, a Feraligator knocked him out in one hit.
"Sorry!" However, it had done its job and had hit the slow moving Ike behind Charlizard, and the running Marth in the other direction. It had been a game of two techniques, the swordsmen taking the offensive with the Pokemon taking on the defence. It had worked both ways, all brawlers only around seventy five percent despite the battle being two minutes in. This was the time they usually got a Smash Ball that decided the victor. And that happened just then.
"Alright, let's get that!" Red shouted. Ivysaur had gotten tired and was switched out, and so Charlizard had taken his place. The dragon nodded and flapped his wings. He proceeded to be slammed by an Aether.
"You can keep your claws," Ike's sword was imbued with its own fire as it sliced into Charlizard's chest, "Off our Smash Ball." As a flame battle occurred below, Marth and Team Pokepals had made their way to the roof of the mansion and were combating aerially. It seemed to go in a routine. Smack opponent away, Aqua Jet, get smacked away, Dolphin Slash, repeat until ball breaks. That's what would've happened, if Marth hadn't grabbed a Baseball Bat from behind and threw it at the Pokemon duo. They fell off the roof, and would've been knocked out if it wasn't for one of the floating platforms at the side of the stage. A Dancing Blade hit the ball. Another swipe. A Dolphin Slash. The ball broke, and Marth was imbued with the rainbow energy. And so was Ike.
"Heh, looks like you've…wait, what?" Ike's gloat turned into confusion, which turned into pain from a direct Rock Smash. This hit released the Smash Ball, from both Ike and Marth.
"I do not know what's happening," Charlizard growled, flying up to the second floor. "But I'm taking that!" As always, after the ball had been released from another smasher, it was very easy to break, so Charlizard didn't have much trouble. He eyed Pokepals coming up behind him. "You ready?"
"No idea what's gonna happen, but let's try it anyway!" Todadile exclaimed with his usual optimism. Marth fell through the ceiling, to try and yet again knock the power out of its holder, but it was too late. Both Team Pokepals and Red had activated their final smash. Squirtle came out of Red's ball on his belt, and took the bottom left corner of the stage. Charlizard flew above him, on the top left. Todadile stood opposite Squirtle on the bottom right, and Cyndaquil floated above him. In the brawl lobby, the screen showed a text box at the bottom, similar to the Triple Finish box, but it was transparent, save the border and the text. It read, 'Team used Triple Blast! It's super effective!' The brawlers didn't see this though. All they knew was that they had sent their final smash moves into the centre, and had caught Marth, who was right in the collision point for all the attacks, and Ike, who had been hanging on the bottom corner. Suddenly, Ivysaur came out of his ball and leapt onto the top centre of the screen. A single, powerful blast of Solarbeam came down the middle, causing a large explosion like at the end of the Hydrofire Blast, only this one was larger, more devastating, and took two out with it instead of one.
"Game!"
There was only some polite applaud and cheers when the smashers teleported back into the arena, before talk immediately moved onto the final smash that had occurred.
"Well done, all of you. Now, about that Final Smash…"
"Was it Crazy?"
"Was it a random, subuniversal glitch?"
"That was, as some may had guessed, a new feature I'm adding called Team Smashes. It wasn't Crazy messing around with the logic laws of the arenas, but I wouldn't put it past him. What will happen is, when one of you breaks the smash ball, the power goes to both of you. It's then treated like a normal, standby final smash, but when you both activate it, it causes a large Final Smash using both of you. It will be more damaging most of the time, and it could either be a fusion of your final smashes, like what you just saw, or something entirely new! Now, our next battle is…" Master Hand was stopped by a large energy blast that hit him, bursting through a window. He was knocked straight to the ground, and most of the room followed him and collapsed onto the floor, not wanting to be hit. Only a few remained standing. Fox, Falco, Wolf, Mega Man, X, and Ganondorf. Another shot burst through the window, hitting Falco and sending him to the floor, unconscious but untrophified. All the remaining standing smashers pointed their guns at the window, with Ganondorf forming a ball of dark energy between his palms, like a Hadouken. They then spotted, on one of the many floating platforms in their current world, two Primids. They were holding guns that looked like a cross between the ones Scope Primid's hold and a Dark Cannon. They charged up another shot each, but they were dispersed by an onslaught of energy attacks. Several of the smashers were crawling quickly out of the room, some to check other areas of the mansion for security reasons, some just to save their own hides. However, as most of the awake smashers had left the room, leaving only the standing, the unconscious, and the previous brawlers, a burst of electricity came through a window behind the already broken one. As they all ducked and turned to see what came out of it, the bolt of electricity charged and knocked down Marth, and hit Ganondorf square in the chest. Ike swung his sword at it like a tennis racquet, and the ball of electricity flew to the other end of the room and took form.
"You!" Fox gasped in shock.
"Him?" X questioned, charging up a X-Buster blast.
"Me." Pichu smirked, and then launched a Skull Bash at X. He went straight through the charged shot, and smacked X down. He called up a thunder and took out Mega Man and Wolf. He stood, and gave an evil stare at Fox, Red (who had recalled Squirtle and Charlizard), Todadile, Cyndaquil, and Ike. "You should have never made me left! You shall pay! You shall all be sl-" Pichu was then sent flying across the room after Ganondorf sent a Warlock Punch into his back. If the Tiny Mouse had bothered to even look, he would've seen that he hadn't knocked out Ganondorf, instead just winded him slightly. The remainder of the room stared at the limp Pichu, looking knocked out, but uncertain if he was. Suddenly, Pichu turned into white light, and when it faded there was an upright trophy, depicting the Pokemon it had just replaced.
"So that's trophification!" Todadile was the first to speak, the seriousness of the matter having passed him.
"Yes, but it's taken too long…" Keeping his sword at the ready, Ike slowly approached the smiling trophy. Red and Cyndaquil had gone around the room, trying to revive those who had fainted. It was when Cyndaquil had approached Master Hand he caught a proper glimpse of the trophy.
"Stop! Don't touch it!" Cyndaquil yelled before he knew what he was doing, and the whole roomed stared at him. Ike took a couple of steps back, never taking his eyes of the trophy. Cyndaquil gulped, and continued with his reason. He pointed towards a course, purple powder that covered the base of the trophy. "That thing's covered in Primal Dust!"
"Primal what?" Falco asked, clutching at his chest. Todadile took the attention away from Cyndaquil, much to his relief.
"Primal Dust. Where we come from, it was the cause of all the Pokemon going mad. They were all reverting back to the basic instincts of hunt and kill, with that stuff coming out of their bodies whenever they were knocked out. A huge pile came out of Dialga, which is how we came to the name. Turns out Darkrai was using it to try and create a world of darkness. It's strange though, Darkrai only had the same amount as Dialga come from him when we knocked him out, and he was the transmitter."
"I know that stuff too." X raised his hand, transferring all the attention to him. "I called in Maverick Powder though, with Stigma using it to transform robots."
"Wait, transform?"
"Well," X continued, "You tend to get a lot stronger. However, while it doesn't hypnotise you exactly, it strongly urges you to do…evil, I guess. Stuff usually frowned upon. It's transferred by direct touch, while Stigma seemed to be able to directly transmit streams of the particles through touch."
"Well, that's great, now I can defiantly pass the end of class quiz." Wolf sarcastically added. "But how do we get rid of that stuff?"
"Simple!" X shot a single Buster pellet at the base of the trophy, where the powder seemed to dissipate. "Just a small burst of energy."
"Alright." Ike walked up and grabbed the Pichu statue by its ear. "You wake Master Hand, I'll take him somewhere secure. We'll work out what to do."
"Just listen," Cyndaquil quietly said. It was enough to get Ike's attention. "He is likely to not mean anything he did. But he has a resentment for you guys making him leave, as I read it. That's what the dust works on. Remember that."
AN:- So, what to say first? SSB4 was announced at E3! And Me-wha?
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Ack! No! Get back! I'll use this Scope if I have to! Alright, no where was I? Yes, the SSB games for the Wii U and the 3DS have been officially announced! Mega Man? We all knew he was coming (using Metal Blades and Leaf Shield for protection? I'd just like to take the time and say I called that). Villager? Ok, someone I thought would only happen in fan fics, but he is looking like a good character. Wii Fit Trainer? I...Why? I respect Nintendo's decision, but I don't really get it. Oh well. Just goes to show they can pull out surprising characters without me owning them. Now, reviews...
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