Anime: TIME TO GET ONTO SOME STORYLINE!
Kana: Why are we getting so many people? T_T And while the Master Computer is down too.
Anime: It'd be lame to have just forty chapters of finding Smashers and Judgebenders, especially with specials or fillers. I should at least put up a change of pace once in a while, y'know?
Rebekah: Forty-seven chapters and over, just to find us. Yeah, that would get boring.
Anime: Plus, I think this fanfic will get longer than I think and, it'll make it more exciting.
Morn: I wonder who the next Judgebender is. Oh, and Anime does not own SSB or anything possibly copyrighted except me, Kana, and Rebekah.
-Old Faces and New Are Here Again-
"You mean to tell us that there are four people we need at the same time!"
If you read the last chapter, you know what they're raging about. If you didn't, NEVAH SKIP AHEAD!
As you know, our Smashers plus Judgebenders have to find four people at the same time. Three out of four of these people were Smashers while the remaining was a Judgebender. This is a bit much to get all at once. They've never gotten this many before, plus they might all be in completely different places! How would they be able to get all of them then without losing to the Subspace Army? Plus, if they go one at a time, someone else on the other side of the globe might get killed.
"Calm down, calm down," Master Hand said . . . calming them down. "Thankfully, all of them are in one area."
At that news the Smashers relaxed somewhat, but they were still panicked.
"Please give us more info, Master Hand," ROB requested.
"Please do," Rebekah said with a hand over her chest. "I want to find out everything so I can either relax or let my adrenaline pump up a bit too much for its own good."
"Yes, yes," Master Hand started. "As you know, I have found three Smashers and one Judgebender. I have yet to learn how to learn a Judgebender's element, whether using magic or not, but I was able to identify which Smashers we have found. These three Smashers are Roy, Princess Peach, and Lucas."
Each person had different reactions, viewing from joy to annoyance, mostly mixed emotions since it was various people this time.
"I am not sure who the Judgebender is, or what they look like, but I can feel the power in that area with the Smashers," Master Hand continued. "We can easily get the listed Smashers to remember, but you can easily see the problem with the Judgebender."
"How the heck are we going to find the Judgebender if we don't even know who he is," Faron questioned angrily. "We can't just wait for the Master Computer to get fixed!"
"Sadly, our only hope is that he will come in at the right time," Master Hand said disheartened as much as the Smashers and Judgebenders. "I can try looking further but I wish for you Smashers to at the very least make some progress. I'm sending you all out right now while I stay here to confirm who the Judgebender is."
Master Hand snapped and a portal appeared behind everyone. He pointed at it and yelled, "Hurry!"
"Wait, but Master Hand," Jaku protested to ask something. "Who are the Smashers?"
"I believe one is quite familiar with you Jaku, and another with you Luigino. I'm sure you'll know them when you see them," Master Hand replied. "I sure you'll know them in a flash. Now go!"
Jaku looked at him with confusion as everyone else left, but he did as he was told.
-Old and New Faces Are Here Again-
Geez, it was getting way too rough without Jaku.
He sighed as he walked past the neighboring houses and to his humble abode. He closed his eyes in distress, thinking about his current, decreasing social life. He entered his house, went to his room, and turned on the computer, thinking about what the heck he could do with his life now.
Do you remember this kid? No, well, this is Ryo, best friend of Jaku. Few months after Jaku's leave, now spending summer vacation, wasting his life away.
Ryo felt like he was between a rock and a hard place. After Jaku left, school was pretty harsh and boring; harsh because the kids kept on spreading crappy rumors about why Jaku left him and boring because Ryo had no other friends or way to occupy his time.
Ryo leaned back in his chair and wondered. Hm, maybe he should get a hobby. Still going through many thoughts, he went through random websites without really thinking.
He was really proud his friend was actually a cool-as-hell video game character but now he envied him a bit. Jaku got to go on cool-ass adventures while Ryo was stuck here doing nothing and he even had to keep quiet about the whole thing that happened. Ryo was well aware of all the dangers but it beats mindlessly surfing on websites without his best friend there to ease his boredom. He sighed.
For once, he actually focused at what the heck he was doing; on a hobby website for something called . . . gundam. Ryo sighed once more. Why the heck was he looking at this junk! He doesn't even know what this shit is!
Ryo 'x'ed out the window and left his chair to instead sit on his bed. He shook his head. He decided to go out again, even though he was there just seconds ago. He walked around for bit and wondered, 'Jaku . . . will you come back? Are you even alive?'
-Old and New Faces Are Here Again-
"Wimp!"
Can't they just stop?
"Dork!"
Will they ever?
"Loser!"
Maybe . . .
"I heard that kid's sister died because of him."
Maybe he'll have to hear it forever . . . besides . . .
"You mean that wimp killed his sister?"
He can never make it stop himself, because . . .
"Murderer!"
Courage can only lead to recklessness . . .
"Killer!"
So why should people have it?
-Old and New Faces Are Here Again-
The sink was broken again. She couldn't find the right plumber . . . her plumber.
Do you remember this lady? Yes, no, maybe so? Well, this is Mrs. Boletus, or Momo Boletus, from the chapter when we found Mario, also the woman with the worst plumbing ever, even though she had tons of money.
Mrs. Boletus put a hand on her cheek in distress. It was the fifth time the sink broke and she always called a plumber her friend recommended. Said plumber would always fix it quite quickly, and not that she thought about it, it was quick because they probably wanted to keep it broken so that she would call again. They either did it for money or to see Momo and her beautiful 'figure' again. Momo's face expressed disgust at the later.
Momo didn't want just a plumber she did not know a thing about; she wanted the plumber she trusted most!
I'm sure you all know who that is.
-Old and New Faces Are Here Again-
"Oh thank god Master Hand got it right," Raphael said, coming last through the portal.
Everyone was thankful for that too. No preparations, no awful airplane food, no cheap hotels, none of the whole traveling thing. They were now standing in a park and it looked quite lively; filled with beautiful plants and benches and lamps with no sign of bird droppings. You know how awful that stuff is.
"Everyone," Luigino said to call everyone's attention. "What do you think Master Hand meant when he said that Jaku and I were familiar with the Smashers?"
"Well, obviously," Faron started, "both of you know one or two of the Smashers on the list."
"I bet Luigino knew Peach. I bet even more money that it's that Boletus chick," Kana said. "But I don't know much about you Jaku."
"Well," Jaku scratched his head. "I don't really remember too many people, but I think I might have an idea."
"Guess we'll have to find out," Samantha said, walking away further out of the park. "C'mon let's start searching.
-Old and New Faces Are Here Again-
He got near a group of people.
"Get away, criminal!"
. . . No use in thinking anything of it now.
He bumped into a girl.
"Kya! P-please! Don't hurt me!"
The reaction was to be expected.
He walked past the gang of the school.
"Oi, you! Get ovah here damnit!" Oh my god, annoying accent!
He took a glance over to them, looking at each kid from head to toe. Slowly, he made his way over to them. If it was a beating, he can handle it. He had already gotten enough.
"So yous da kid who gone and killed 'is sis, eh?"
He hesitated. He lowered his head in shame and replied, ". . . yes."
"Hehe. The guy who killed his sis," the kid said to the rest of his gang, cracking his knuckles. "Dun ya think we'd be a legend if we beat 'im?"
He saw it coming. He closed his eyes, ready for a punch to connect to his face but felt nothing and instead heard a punch to someone else. He opened his eyes to figure out what the heck just happened. In front of him was a redhead, the one who threw the punch.
He looked angered, but the blond boy didn't know why. We all know this redhead though.
"Hey! What did he do to you," Ryo yelled defiantly.
"He just hit the boss," a kid in the back said. Unfortunately for Ryo, he realized only know how peeved the other kids in the gang seemed to and all of them looked like they wanted to maul him, especially this one kid who was twice his size.
"Eheheheheh," Ryo laughed awkwardly, "Yeah, we better run." And with that Ryo started running like the wind, dragging the poor kid with him who was just staring at him in shock and confusion.
"What are you doing," the blond kid asked.
"I'm running a marathon for a million dollars," he replied sarcastically. "What does it look like I'm doing! I'm saving your ass, and mine too!"
-Old and New Faces Are Here Again-
"Sooo," Kana said with her hands behind her head. She slowed her pace to talk to Jaku. "You think it might be Ryo?"
As Jaku leaned towards the fact that Ryo is probably (Anime: Probably? Pft.) Roy, they began to walk to his house. Jaku was behind the group, most likely worried about his best friend. Kana has just now decided to help comfort him a bit.
"Yeah," Jaku said. "From what I recall, he acts like Roy except Ryo's much less laid back."
"Geez," Kana said. "Ryo, Roy, God why do they always like to change the names in such a stupid, obvious way?"
"I don't know," Marth said, joining in on the conversation. "Like how my last name is Lowell, both before and after I die. And then there's Samantha and Samus, and wasn't Faron something in Twilight Princess?"
"I don't know, I never finished the game," Kana replied. "But it just seems so tacky. Seriously, in this one fanfiction, there are tons of these name variations/puns/etc. Seriously, why does that happen?"
"Don't ask me, ask the people who make everything happen," Jaku said. They turn back almost looking suspiciously toward the screen, I mean, uh . . .
Then they suddenly turn back without a thought. Yeesh, they scared me for a bit.
The three caught up to the head of the group, a little bit more encouraged. They had reached the porch of Ryo's house.
It looked . . . tacky. Like those old fashioned houses that you find in TV shows. It was a light blue with a yellow door and roof. The windows were nice and tidy, the curtains covering any sign of what the house looked like in the inside. Of course, Jaku didn't need to look. He's memorized the whole place.
They knocked on the door and expected to see Ryo open the door but instead saw Mrs. Pyros.
"Um, hello," she said, but it sounded more like a question. She wondered why all these people were at her front door. "May I help you?"
"Hello Mrs. Pyros," Jaku waved.
"Ah, it's you Jaku," she said in relief. "Who exactly are these people?"
"Eh, lately I've gotten quite a bit of friends," Jaku convincingly lied.
"I see. So do you need anything?"
"Um, is Ryo home?"
"I'm afraid he just left moments ago."
"Do you at least know where he is?"
"Nope. I'm sorry that I couldn't help."
"It's okay. Well, bye Mrs. Pyros."
And with that Mrs. Pyros closed the door and the group of Smashers left. Jaku slumped his shoulders in distress.
"Where can he be," Jaku asked. Kana patted his back.
"We should tell the others," Kana said while still comforting Jaku.
They all agreed.
-Old and New Faces Are Here Again-
They walked around aimlessly for what seemed like an hour but were really a few mere minutes. They finally stopped at the park, hair drenched in sweat and hands on their knees while panting.
"Hey," Ryo panted, "you okay?"
"Why," the kid panted back.
"Eh?"
"Why did you do that," the blond kid finished.
Ryo stood up straight, shocked at the question. He thought about it and said, "First, can we take a seat over there." He pointed to a bench and the kid nodded in response.
They sat down, silent for a minute. The blond kid waited for his answer but instead heard him say, "I'm Ryo Pyros. What about you?"
He took a side glance at him. "Can't you answer the question first?"
"Isn't it rude not to introduce yourself," Ryo huffed.
". . .," he was silent for a bit. "Luka, Luka Dilam. Now will you answer the question?"
"Alright, alright. I don't see what's so bad about doing a good deed. I didn't think it through but it's still a good deed. Although . . .," Ryo looked at Luka, analyzing him from head to toe. "Why were they going to try and beat you up? Plus, I heard them say something about you being a murderer. You don't look like much."
Luka was quiet. Ryo was uncomfortable, expecting him not to say anything, but surprisingly, Luka had a reply.
"It's a really long story," he said.
"I got time."
Luka was a bit uncomfortable about thinking about the incident again, but he started anyway."Well, it was a while back. Three years ago, when I was eight and my sister was twelve . . ."
*Flashback*
"Luka! Be careful!"
"Don't worry Ayumi, I'll be okay!"
The pair of siblings had found a baby bird that had fallen from the nest. Luka had wanted to return it while Ayumi was a bit scared to. He had happily started climbing, but Ayumi was worried he might fall.
"Alright," Luka said, placing the bird in the nest. "Back home, little guy." Luka smiled at the job well done and placed his foot on a nearby branch. He let go of the branch with the bird nest, but as soon as Luka released it for support, the tree branch he was on snapped. Luka fell and waited for impact, but he didn't feel anything painful, only something cushioning him from the fall. The thing that he fell on was his sister.
"Ayumi," Luka said getting off her. He started shaking her shoulders. "Ayumi?" A red substance was now visible on the grass; blood. "AYUMI!"
*Flashback End*
Ryo didn't say anything as Luka shed a few tears at the memory. Luka had always regretted that day.
"Ever since then, people have been making fun of me. What they say is true though. It's my fault Ayumi died. I climbed up the tree, because I was too stupid and . . . courageous at the time. Because of courage it led me to a reckless decision," Luka voiced out his opinion, shedding a few more tears. Luka wasn't expecting anything from Ryo, but he heard a reply.
"I don't think you should blame yourself," Ryo said. Luka looked over and saw that Ryo had his hands behind his head with legs crossed. "What's done was done for a reason. Plus, I don't think you should blame courage either.
"Yes, what you said was true," Ryo continued, "but courage does not always lead to recklessness; only when you have too much it gets bad. If we didn't have courage we would be too afraid to do anything. Without fear, we wouldn't know when to stop. Besides, I've been in your shoes. I did something just as stupid and if not, then it's stupider."
Luka now looked at him in curiosity. "Um, do you mind telling me what happened?"
Ryo sat up straight and answered, "Of course not. You see, it happened six years ago, when I was just five."
*Flashback*
Ryo used to always think about video games. Being a really cool guy that everyone looked up to, beating up the bad guys, winning all the glory, and the best of it all, if you die, you can just try again. It didn't matter, as long as you had fun. He was young back then, he didn't know about the real world.
But that all changed on that one rainy day.
Ryo used to have a friend named Sue. She shared the same thoughts as Roy. They had been best of friends. Remember the words 'used to' in that sentence.
They always played with each other, including days it would rain. Whenever their parents wanted them inside, they completely and utterly refused. They never thought about getting sick, they just wanted to have fun.
On that one day, they were playing in the rain, on the street, with no one to watch them. They mostly played on their backyards, but that day was an exception.
"Hey Sue," Ryo yelled. "Catch me if you can!" He ran into the middle of the street, not knowing of the speeding truck that was on the same street. Only Sue knew of it.
Ryo took a side glance and only then did he realize the situation, but by then it was too late to stop. Ryo closed his eyes, ready for both impact and death, but he never felt anything hard. It was softer than he expected. He opened his eyes to find out that Sue was the one who protected.
"Sue . . . ?"
"Ryo . . .," she said, breathing slowly. "You think I can have a second life?"
"Sue! Please don't talk like that!"
"Maybe I'll have a better life next . . . See ya, Ryo."
"SUE!"
*Flashback End*
(Yeesh, why do so many people die? It gets so cliché.)
Luka stared at him in awe. Ryo had gone through something even worse, but he still had a happy attitude. Luka just didn't know what to say except for one thing.
"I'm sorry about your friend."
Ryo took a side glance at him and turned his head. "Hey, I'm just as sorry about your sister."
They were silent for a while until Ryo spoke up.
"So do you still blame yourself," Ryo asked in a serious tone.
Luka thought about it for a moment and shook his head. "No."
"Good," Ryo replied with a bright smile. Then he looked around and put a finger underneath his chin. "I wonder what happened to those bullies."
-Old and New Faces Are Here Again-
The bullies had tried to find Luka and Ryo but failed and stopped at an alleyway.
"Damn it."
"Where'd they go?"
"The boss won't like this."
"Oh, it's more than the boss," they heard a voice from behind them.
It was their super ass strict teacher from summer school, Mr. Li!
"Nnnooooooo!"
-Old and New Faces Are Here Again-
"Good thing you know her address," Pichu said, following behind Luigino in his human guise. Apparently, Pichu is a kid with blond hair but at the tips it's black. He's still got his ears and tail though, but thankfully due to a t-shirt and tons of combing, they were hidden. He looked really young, about nine, near hitting ten.
Falco was with these guys too. Blue hair, tons of red eye shadow, yeah typical. He looks about late-twenties area and is tall and skinny (not as skinny as the Judgebender with Tabuu mind you), although then again, his body was built for speed.
"I've been there a million times, I should remember it," Luigino said.
"Aren't you annoyed that you have to keep going to her house," Pichu asked.
Luigino thought about and replied, "It may be a bit troublesome, but when I finish, it's all worth it."
Pichu cocked his eyebrows (He still doesn't understand love.) but didn't question it. Once the whole group made it to the large two-story house, Luigino knocked. They waited a minute.
Nothing.
They tried knocking louder.
Once again, nothing.
"She . . . she can't be gone, can she," Faron asked.
"She probably is," Luigino said.
". . . where . . . where can she be," Faron asked. "FFFUUUUUUU-"
"NOT IN FRONT OF KIDS," Luigino scolded.
Faron grumbled.
Ring, ring. (Pfft, don't feel like making up a ringtone.)
Luigino pulled out his cell phone from his pocket and answered with a, "Hello?"
"Yeah, it's us," Samantha said on the other end. "Your progress?"
"We went to her house. No good," he replied, "She wasn't there. You?"
"Same thing." She sighed. "Let's just meet up at the park and set up search parties."
"Right," Luigino nodded. They then hung up.
-Old and New Faces Are Here Again-
Momo was out walking at the park, trying to drown out her difficulties with scenery alone, but it wasn't working. She sighed again. She's got to stop doing that. She looked around and saw two neighborhood kids she's seen before, Ryo and Luka was it? Wait a sec, didn't she see them running from . . . something.
They looked over to her. It seems that she was looking at them for a while. She awkwardly waved and they welcomingly waved back. She walked towards them.
"How are you boys today," she kindly asked.
"Doin' good Ms. Boletus," Luka replied nicely.
"Are you boys okay? I saw you two running and you seemed to be running a bit too fast for a race. Did something happen," Momo asked concerned.
"Nothing happened Ms. B," Ryo lied. "We're fine."
"Are you sure about that," a voice Ryo and Luka heard from behind them.
Ryo recognized that voice. Luka feared that voice. It was Mr. Li.
Now that we take a closer look at him, he's younger than you think. He's in his early twenties, twenty I think. He had brown hair, with numerous strands covering his forehead, brown eyes, and most likely Asian. (What's with all the Asians?) He was wearing a brown trench coat that wasn't fit for this season, white t-shirt underneath, black pants, dark blue slip-ons, and last but not least, square rimless glasses. Hrm, it seems his full name is Feng Li.
"Hello Mr. Li," Momo greeted.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Boletus," Mr. Li returned the greeting. "May you please leave for a little while? I want to discuss something with the boys."
She looked at him confused and concerned and turned her stare back to the two boys. "Um, alright, I suppose."
She then left, taking another glance at the boys and headed further away. The boys then looked over to the strict, young teacher, nervous over why he was here.
"H-hey Mr. Li," Ryo said nervously.
"Yes, hello to you as well," Mr. Li said. He adjusted his glasses and continued, "Let me cut to the chase, boys. I was informed that one of you threw a punch to one of the kids I had met just earlier. I can already tell it's you, Ryo."
Ryo gulped. Mr. Li was giving him the most intimidating stare ever.
Ryo sighed in defeat. "Yes, I punched the kid whose name I don't even know."
Mr. Li stared at him in disappointment. "I'm glad that you would at least admit to the truth about this, but if you don't even know him then may I at the very least ask why you did?"
"He was helping me," Luka mumbled.
"Hm?"
"He was helping me," Luka said a little bit louder.
"Let me hear the whole situation."
-Old and New Faces Are Here Again-
After the two groups had informed each other of the whereabouts of the only Smashers they currently knew, they immediately went to the park. The group who searched for Ryo was there first since they were closer.
Once Jaku saw them he signaled everybody to quiet. They gave him curious looks but it was solved when they saw a bench with two boys, talking to a man. Even though it was too far away to see clearly, Jaku already knew one of them.
"That's Ryo, isn't it," ROB asked aloud. Jaku just nodded.
They watched them until they noticed that the others were just arriving. Luigino's group was looking around for them. Once they started to lock eyes, Jaku's group was pointing at Ryo and the two unknown people. Luigino nodded in understanding. The older man left and the two groups started to approach the bench where Ryo was seated. But, instead of having a chance to talk to them, they were interrupted.
BOOM!
"Damn it," Jaku thought to himself. "Why now?"
-Old and New Faces Are Here Again-
Ryo and Luka told him the whole story, except for the part when they were reminiscing their pasts; too personal. Mr. Li nodded and looked to be in deep thought throughout the whole thing. Once they were finished he gave a final nod and said, "Fine, I suppose I can give you a warning-"
The boys mentally cheered.
"- but if you ever get in trouble again, I will put you in detention, even if you're not in summer school," he dangerously threatened. The two gulped and nodded. "Glad you two understand." He then walked away.
As soon as he was out of sight the boys' backs loosened. They took a deep breath of relief.
"Did we just survive," Luka asked.
". . . I don't know."
"Mr. Li just let us go," Luka said slowly, trying to make sure the sentence was fact. "We're not dead!"
BOOM!
"Um, are you sure you shouldn't rethink that statement," Ryo asked, gripping the bench tighter.
The ground shook beneath them, seeming to bellow in rage. They looked around to make sure that they weren't imagining. They then looked at each other, their eyes both asking the same question: What's going on?
Ryo felt a hand on his shoulder and turned. He saw Jaku. After so many months, he never thought he'd be so happy to see his friend, but now was not the moment to have a reunion. Ryo had a feeling what the shaking might have been and Jaku confirmed.
"They're here aren't they," Ryo asked. Jaku nodded. "Well, you must have gotten the Smasher already. Go on and fight!"
"Erm, one problem," Jaku said. "You're one of the Smashers we're looking for."
". . . WHAT!"
"Dude, you're Roy. Now get over it and help us fight."
"Wait wait! You said 'one of.' Who the hell are the others?"
"R-Ryo?" They looked back and saw Luka looking at them timidly. "What's going on? I can tell that you know."
ROB suddenly walked out of the group and grabbed Luka's collar. In a literal sense, ROB scanned Luka up and down, while Luka was a little freaked. As soon as ROB let go, making Luka fall down onto his bottom, he said, "He's Lucas."
Everyone stared at him wide-eyed, especially Luka, for a split second. Surprisingly, Luka was the first to snap out of it.
"What do you mean," he asked, looking at ROB questioningly.
"You are the reincarnation of Lucas, PSI kid of the game Mother/Earthbound," ROB answered bluntly. "Be prepared for battle, because you shall enter one soon."
"Wait! I can't be a videogame character!"
"It's true so accept it!"
"ROB," Ryo yelled. "Don't be so harsh!"
"I'm sorry but we have a duty to fulfill," ROB replied. "If we even fail once, Tabuu will win."
Ryo bit his lip. He couldn't argue against that. It was very well true. Instead, he looked back at Luka who looked tense and nervous, his fingers already twitching.
"Hey," Ryo said his voice now gentle. "We're here to back you up, okay?"
Luka nodded but his hands' shaking getting lighter, but only by a little bit. Ryo looked over to the others. Most of them gave Luka and him looks of sympathy, most of them having to handle this information, but not in such small time as Luka and Ryo.
Everyone started to go towards the epicenter of the shaking, which seemed like it had stopped long before in the tension. Luka slowly stood up and simply walked with the group. Ryo was slightly worried, but he followed suit.
The shaking was getting more fierce as they went closer and closer. They had arrived on a small hilltop to see a horrid sight. Primids terrorizing any sign of life, Glires, Glices, and Glunders destroying the street with their respective elements, Roaders causing streaks of fire on the road, Greaps cutting down all in sight, Bucculus attempting to suck the vitality out of innocent bystanders, Towtows abolishing houses, Floows giving frights to people, and Auroros conquering the sky and destroying anything in their new territory. The sky was red, as if anger, grey clouds in the sky, giving it a gloom as well. It looked like a mini version of Dooms Day.
Most of the Smashers by instinct immediately rushed in. The ones who stayed behind were Ryo, Jaku, and Luka. Ryo and Jaku looked at each other and nodded, ready to go. They jumped in, but Ryo took one last glance at the nervous form of Luka.
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"Okay, that was stupid. I'm out here unarmed!" Ryo yelled hysterically, ducking under a flying Auroros. He heard a crash over to his right and saw Jaku, or now technically Young Link in some (newly made) street rubble, rubbing his head in pain.
"Oh yeah," Young mumbled. "Sorry about that, should have told you about it."
Ryo would have given him a 'well duh' look on his face, but he was still in shock that his friend just got rammed into the street and he's still alive.
"Well," Young said as he slowly stood up. "You remember how everybody hated us at Melee?"
Ryo decided not to say anything (a little ashamed because of the wording) but instead nodded.
"Basically, that's why we got kicked out," Young said, hacking away at a Primid until it finally died. "Now, we're acting nicer and better and we kinda like, learned some sorta big life lesson. Now, you have to remember it, think about it, and you'll get your stuff."
Ryo took in Young's (immensely simplified) explanation. Ryo thought about what had happened, the reason he was so different now. Well, it was all because of the incident with Sue. He learned that . . . he learned that-
"Life is never a game," Ryo yelled suddenly.
The light particles appeared and gathered around him, dispersing to reveal his battle outfit. He was Roy once more!
Roy felt the adrenaline of battle, what felt like an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time. And he was fighting with an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time, oddly enough. Roy was a little freaked when he took a hard blow to the head, and even more when he found out he didn't die from this.
"Um how come I didn't die?"
"Hey, we're videogame characters," Young said. "It's supposed to happen."
"Oh, okay . . . wait a minute . . . doesn't that contradict my whole life lesson," Ryo mentally questioned.
"Um, if we die, do we have another life," Roy asked Young. Roy didn't know the answer because in Fire Emblem, unlike most games, you die PERMANANTLY.
"No way, this serious. In games they always give you lives, but in actuality, we all do it one go."
Roy sighed in relief. Okay, he was good. Sorta.
I say 'sorta' because he didn't see the Auroros that was aiming for his head.
"AW, SHIT! THAT HURT!"
Now he did.
-Old and New Faces Are Here Again-
Luka watched them all fight, struggling yet somehow still maintaining graceful expertise. Within the crowds of the creatures, the Smashers only seemed to look like specs. The mass of subspace creatures wasn't even shrinking. No matter how many of them they defeated, more would just come. Luka would flinch each time he saw a Smasher get hit in any way. At every flinch he would back away a bit more.
He looked down, ashamed that he wasn't doing anything for fear was taking over him. He looked up again and saw quite a sight.
His mother was one of the citizens on the street.
She was running as fast as she could, but Luka knew that wasn't much. His mother's health was weak, so just running minute would tire her out. His mother was obviously not doing well in the crowd, trying her best to dodge flying Primids/Smashers that took huge blows, trying to just run away in general. But then it seemed to all go in slow-motion.
A Bucculus (you know, those dang little blood suckers) jumped up, aiming for Luka's mother. Of course, she wasn't aware of this, but Luka was.
Luka didn't want to lose another family member, but he was still in the arms of fear. That is until Ryo's words came back into Luka's mind.
'If we didn't have courage we would be too afraid to do anything. Without fear, we wouldn't know when to stop.'
Luka needed the courage to do this now! If he didn't do this . . . If he didn't do this . . . It would be like losing Ayumi all over again!
"PK FREEZE!"
Mrs. Dilam felt a cold sensation behind her and looked. She saw her son in an outfit that she didn't pick for him, with a determined look in his face.
"Mom, are you okay," he asked concerned.
"Yes, I'm fine."
"Mom, you need to run away! It's too dangerous! Don't worry, I can handle it."
Lucas gave her a shove away from the street. She turned and looked back. She saw it in the newspapers. She saw it on television. It happened to so many people. Lucas turned back and headed towards the fight. She said, "You're leaving aren't you?"
This froze Lucas in his tracks. He nodded, his back still turned towards her. Suddenly, he felt his mother's arms rap around him from behind.
"Then at least let me give you a hug," he heard her say. He also heard soft weeping.
"M-mom," he said embarrassed. "It's not permanent! Besides, I need to go in battle."
"I know," she said, letting go of him. "I'm just going to miss you so much. Promise you'll come back."
Lucas smiled and nodded. He then ran into battle, taking one look back.
-Old and New Faces Are Here Again-
Momo sat on a bench and sighed. She still wondered what the heck she could really do right now. She didn't really associate much with the rest of the neighborhood. She was always too busy.
Doing what you ask? Easy.
Momo wanted her own fashion company, made from scratch. She was just setting up what kind of fashion it should be, the methods of making the clothes, etc. She had always wanted to do it and she refused to just buy a company and then start. Her great-grandfather made a company from scratch and became famous, and Momo isn't just going to feed off of that money. She'll do the same as her great-grandfather.
BOOM!
Okay, that literally shook Momo out of her thoughts.
She stood up and looked around. She saw the two boys from earlier with a group of people, going towards the center of the shaking.
"Why are they going towards it," she thought. In concern she followed them. She silently followed them as the roaring of the earth kept getting louder. They reached a top of a hill and saw the horror. A whole street was being massacred by abstract creatures.
Most of them jumped into battle, gaining strange forms/outfits in mid-air. The only ones who stayed were Ryo, Luka, and another who she recognized as Ryo's friend, Jaku.
The two left Luka behind. It seemed Luka was too afraid to go in.
She was about to come out and comfort him, but he suddenly looked up. He looked shocked at first, but then determined. He ran like the wind. He changed outfits just like the other people had and defended a woman, who had a resemblance to him. She was most likely his mother.
Momo was shocked that he had gotten amazing powers and furthermore when she that he actually had the guts to do it. Her eyes followed him as he went into battle. She was surprised that they can all do such astonishing things, yet they were still losing. They were helping people, but she was just standing there. She wanted to something to help, but what can she do?
She looked back at the horde of creatures and caught a glimpse of red and . . . mustache? Wait, she knew that mustache.
"LUIGINO!"
He turned. He heard his name and knew the voice but he just couldn't believe she was here now. Unfortunately, in his distraction, he had gotten hit by a speeding Roader.
"Oh my," she said, putting a hand over her mouth.
"Mrs. Boletus!"
She turned around and saw Luka, Ryo, and Jaku all wearing strange clothing. (Well, except for Lucas, he doesn't wear anything unusual.)
"Boys," she began, "what are you doing?"
"It's okay Mrs. Boletus," Jaku, or now Young started. "We're okay. We can handle this. We're erm, special."
"And you can help," Ryo, or Roy said.
Shock had shown in her eyes for a brief second, but then she showed willpower. She always expected herself to be the helped, not helper. She was never really good at anything physical, but she was able to do everything else just fine. But now, she has a chance to help this place from it impending doom. She could actually help prevent it.
She accepted.
"Good," Lucas (pretty sure you don't need the 'or' all the time) said. "Mrs. Boletus, to get powers/weapons, all you need to do is remember your life."
Remember your life? That's all you need to do? Momo had slightly doubted it at first, but then she tried it.
She closed her eyes and remembered she had been raised, prim and proper, since childbirth. She remembered that she had luxuries that most people didn't. She remembered her boring days until she was independent. But then she started to remember things that shouldn't be there.
She remembered living in a luxurious castle, living with loyal servants who cared for her as much as she did to them, being constantly kidnapped by a fiend, and then constantly saved by a well-known pudgy plumber whom we all know. She had remembered who she was; Princess Peach.
She ran (preferring not to jump because she is wearing a dress) and took out her classic, ultimate weapon: THE Frying Pan.
Okay, so that was overdramatic, but surprisingly you can really wack'em with that thing. She was able to knock the subspace creatures okay, until a Glunder got her with some of its voltage. She fell down and stared at the ground, ashamed that she needed help like the usual princess, but then she spied a flash of red and blue. It was Mario and he was having trouble with a Towtow. It was about to slam him with its underbelly and Mario seemed too panicked to move. Peach didn't want to be the same ol' princess.
With newly found courage, she immediately got to her feet, running as fast as she could. The Towtow was already wounded enough. Just one blow would finish it off. She pulled her golf club out of nowhere and threw it with a mighty . . . throw. Mario had regained his sense as it dissipated into Shadow Bugs.
More enemies were filling in the space where the Towtow had been. Mario had to take care of them but he gave a thankful nod to Peach. She gratefully nodded back.
-Old and New Faces Are Here Again-
Aw, the hell, man! He was just walkin' home!
Okay, okay, he had just finished talking to the boys, walked for a few minutes and then BOOM! All of a sudden these damn fuzzy things turn into monsters and start attacking his street! What up with that?
To think this would all happen to a teacher of his stature.
Yep, I'm talkin' about Mr. Li.
He's hiding in an alleyway just wondering what the hell was going on. Well, who wouldn't freak when you see strange creatures that should be in some random ass fantasy book terrorizing the street that you live on.
He then noticed that people were actually fighting these things. Well, not all of them people.
It was an odd mix-mash group. Every now and then he'd someone/something fighting those things. The freakiest one in his opinion was that weird pink blob . . . and it kept eating the other creatures. Yeah, that freaked him out quite a bit. And then he saw what looked like Mario. We all know the game and so did Mr. Li. And later he saw even more video game characters and soon realized the pink blob he saw was Kirby.
Mr. Li wondered what was with the pattern of games. They all had to have something in common. He already knew that they were from popular videogames. After a little thinking he got that they were all Nintendo, but there had to be something more specific. He tried to think of something else, like say crossovers. That's when it hit him.
Super Smash Brothers
Been ages since he thought of those games. He used to play it a lot, back when he was in college.
He then saw two characters that had attracted his attention: Roy and Lucas. He saw them with another person, a character in Melee, talking to . . .
Mrs. Boletus? Why are they talking to her?
He peeped out of the alleyway and eavesdropped on their conversation, even though the hill was a thirty yards away . . . Well, he always did have an ear for eavesdropping.
"It's okay Mrs. Boletus," the one with the green cap said. That should be, from what he could remember, Young Link. "We're okay. We can handle this. We're erm, special."
"And you can help," Ryo, or Roy said.
"Tell me what I need to do," Momo said.
"Good," Lucas said. "Mrs. Boletus, to get powers/weapons, all you need to do is remember your life."
He watched as she closed her eyes, mostly for focus. After a few minutes, light gathered around at certain parts of her body and revealed itself to show a whole new ensemble, which was Princess Peach's costume. He watched in bewilderment as she ran into battle.
Just remember your past and you turn into a freakin' videogame character . . . WHAT'S THE SENSE IN THAT?
Okay, okay. There's got to be some sort of explanation. But does it just work with anybody?
Feng (Let's start calling him that. It's easier and he's not that old.) had racked his brain but came up with nothing. Alright, f (you know what that letter means) this! You know what, no matter how stupid it looks, he's going to do it!
Feng closed his eyes and concentrated his best. He reviewed his life. Going through school, making friends . . . mostly going through school. Oh God, he seriously needed to get a life back then. But then he finally became a teacher at the age of twenty. Feng opened his eyes which were filled with disappointment. He MUST get a life, at least, a life that's not completely Asian.
He looked at himself and realized he was in a completely different outfit. He was wearing a black, skin-tight ninja-esque garb with a muddy-green (the kind of green they use for camouflage) vest on top of it. Under the vest and on his chest area was bandages wrapped around . . . erm, why? Anyway, half of his sleeves were fishnet, and in it, contained little metal holders with shurikens in them. On his back was an even larger shuriken. His pants went under leather boots.
. . . So he's a freakin' ninja now? Well . . . it's better than nothing.
Feng slowly came out of the alleyway, a little bit embarrassed by his getup. He took out a small shuriken and tested it out. He was somehow skilled with it. He heaved the large shuriken and tried throwing it with all his might. It was quite useful, for it took out quite a bit for one throw, but with its weight, he would be better off if he used it as a close range weapon.
He ran into the battle, lugging the huge weapon and swinging it around. It was very effective but it was so slow. He put it on his back and went to the smaller shurikens in his sleeve. Feng ran a safe distance from them and started throwing them like a pro. One hit couldn't take them out but it was at least able to weaken them. He looked over to one guy that had blond hair in a ponytail. He seemed to be a bit too crowded, up the point where it's hard to move, and now having trouble fighting. If he was going to be his comrade they should at least work together.
Feng jumped up into the air with his ninja skills and landed near the blond guy. He helped swipe out some Primids with the larger shuriken.
Meanwhile, Morn was fighting, but still keeping his eyes focused on the newcomer. He was shocked that someone just came from nowhere and started helping him. By the looks of his equipment though, that guy was probably the Judgebender. But how the heck did he get his weapons without being told how to?
Suddenly, a Towtow angrily rammed into a nearby house, abolishing the whole thing.
"FUCK!"
Morn looked at the other guy. It was him who cursed and boy was he pissed.
"THAT WAS MY HOUSE! IT TOOK ME FOREVER TO GET IT WITH THE SALARY I HAVE!" he furiously yelled. "THAT'S IT!"
Meanwhile (again), Roy, Lucas, and Young were helping each other out until they got distracted by the surprising sight of their teacher basically MAULING A FREAKING TOWTOW! Now, he was rampaging at anything that came into his sight. Holy crap, shit just got real.
Of course, they had gotten easily distracted by such a commotion that and thus, had gotten hit by an incoming boomerang.
He basically ran through everywhere, going through random directions, so everyone got to take a glimpse of him. He helped clear out the enemies quite a bit until it was so small that it would be easily managed.
After they were done, Feng had calmed down quite a bit. What I wonder though is, why didn't he think about his insurance?
Oh well, anyway, back to the Smashers.
They stared at the newcomer with curious eyes. They all knew it was probably the Judgebender, but they were curious on who he was and how he knew to get the combat outfits. That is, until three Smashers came out of the crowd.
"Mr. Li!" Feng looked over to the three boys, still in their outfits, running up to him. These boys were Roy, Lucas, and Young. They all had him as a teacher, of course they know him.
"Mr. Li! You're the Judgebender!"
"Judge-what?"
"Wait," Young asked confused. "You don't know about it. Then how'd you get the outfit?"
"Eavesdropping," he bluntly stated.
"On who?"
"You three and Mrs. Bolerus over there."
"Wait, you eavesdropped on us," Roy asked. "How and why?"
"Certain reasons," he once again answered bluntly.
"What reasons?"
"Reasons."
"Wha-"
"Let's just drop the discussion," Lucas suggested, seeing it was pointless to ask him further. "We should probably explain what a Judgebender is."
"Right, but first," Young said, surveying the area, "let's get out of here. If we stay we might end up getting questioned by the police or something."
Everyone agreed as Pit readied to make a portal. As usual, the small red circle turned human-size and everyone entered.
-Old and New Faces Are Here Again-
"Wow, this place is huge," Feng said as they were walking towards Morn's mansion.
"Pft, wait 'til you see Smash Mansion," Morn said. "That place is even bigger."
"Why do you guys need to stay here anyway?"
"You've played SSB before, right," Ray asked. Feng nodded. "Well then, two words: Crazy Hand."
Yeah, that basically explained the whole thing to him.
"So, you know those three," Ray asked, pointing at the boys.
"Yeah, I was their teacher," he answered. "Only been teaching for a year or two, but I was only transferred to their school this year."
"Just wondering but how young are you," Falco asked, joining the conversation.
"Twenty-three."
Dang, I was only off by three years.
"That's quite young," he replied.
"I suppose." Feng jogged to the front, a little eager to see the two hands that everyone knows, but he saw an interesting scene instead.
"Hey . . . guys," he said, slowly turning towards them. "I just have to ask but . . . why are Master and Crazy Hand wrestling?"
Everyone knew that it was possible but they had to see it for themselves. Yes, it was true. Master Hand and Crazy were wrestling each other to the ground in Morn's house . . . and most of the furniture was ruined. When Morn looked, he was enveloped in the fiery anger again.
Hoo boy, that's not going to be pretty.
I bet we'll see their corpses soon.
Suddenly Master Hand yelled at Crazy, "CRAZY! I TOLD YOU TO NEVER GO INTO A SUGAR CABINET AGAIN!"
-Old and New Faces Are Here Again-
Anime: *Dead*
Morn: What happened to her?
Kana: She hit a whole new record.
Morn: How many words?
Rebekah: Eight thousand three hundred ninety-seven.
Morn: Wow. Pages?
Rebekah: Twenty-three.
Kana: Well, it was four Smashers/Judgebenders. Anyway, R&R and happy early Thanksgiving!