Anime: OMG! You guys. *sniffles* You guys are SO AWESOME! Without you I WOULD BE NOTHING! You guys take on the repetitive chapters and you still review! I AM FOREVER IN YOUR DEBT! *cries an ocean of joy*
Kana: *bonks Anime*
Anime: OW! WHAT WAS THAT FOR!
Kana: We need to get on with the chapter.
Anime: Fine, fine, but can I at least answer a few reviews? Ahem, alright, HI NOBLE NINE! 8D And to a Smashing Hero thanks for the compliments and your OC can keep the shirt. It's so epic that everybody should have it. PX Sky, Flare, thanks for your reviews thus far. I'm surprised people would bother to keep on reviewing. Btw Flare, the Mewtwo chapter is gonna be a while since that one contains plot. To Mercury, God, I wish the plot could come I'm thinking next chapter, but I still need to work it out.
Feng: Are you done?
Anime: I at least have to comment I need to proof read these chapters more.
Rebekah: It's true. You're still on the level of amateur. Editing it sometime might help.
Anime: SHUT UP.
Kana: WE'RE DONE WITH THIS! Anime doesn't own Super Smash Brothers but she owns us for sure!
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
Tick, tock, tick, tock . . .
White was everywhere. On the walls, machines, curtains, the bed sheets, even her gown. The only thing that color was her, her book, and the view outside. The sky and a fountain, she could only catch a glimpse. You could hear birds, but they were as faint as the flipping of the page from her book. Every second, flip, and then another with the ticks and tocks accompanying it. This was her world of blank, the world that only she enjoyed.
Tick, tock, tick, tock . . .
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
"UGGGHHHH . . ."
"Ha ha, suckers!"
"SHUT UP, GANONPORK!"
Well, that shut him up. Hm, oh right, gotta update you guys. Alright, well it has been about a week since we got Pikachu and thus, it was the teens' worst nightmare: school. Yup, the killer of free time, the infamous place of learning. It was only the first day and they already went through the assemblies, introductions, etc., but they already hated it as you can see by their groan. They all decided to make a little complaint group at the living room table. Of course, at least one person decided to mock them and in this case, it was Faron. At least he stopped now.
"ROB . . . How the hell do you like this," Jaku asked . . . or complained. I couldn't tell.
"I find it enjoyable to gain wisdom and widen my capacity."
"YOU AREN'T WIDENING YOU CAPACITY! YOU ALREADY KNOW THIS STUFF! DO YOU EVEN NEED TO GO!"
"No, but I need to keep a watch on you guys, just in case." He simply answered.
"THEN LEAVE!" Morn exclaimed, pointing his finger at him. "We don't need you to take care of us."
"I know that you only have a disliking towards me." ROB emotionlessly replied.
"That gives me all the more reason to get you to leave!"
Morn then felt a hand on his shoulder and saw Yuri with a scary, shadowy face that scared the heck out of him. "OH SHI-"
"Morn, I am trying to READ." Morn shrunk back into his chair.
"What's got you cranky," Ray calmly asked Yuri.
He buried his face in his hands. "My stupid history teacher wants us to read the first chapter and finish this worksheet that's nearly six pages long. If we don't we get an F for the beginning of this semester." Okay, I know he's in high school now, but that is just mean.
"What?" Rebekah exasperated. "That isn't fair."
"I don't think it really matters because later you'll gain more points from other projects and it'll boost up the grade," Feng said from the couch, watching TV. He looked back and Yuri and Rebekah were giving him death glares, completely rejecting the idea. "Oh, you're that type of Asian."
"What's that supposed to mean!"
"You know what I mean!"
". . . Fine, it's true."
"Now, did that hurt," Feng asked, using the tone you would use on a child.
"Shut up, Feng," Rebekah replied in her irritation. "In my opinion, school is okay. I just don't like it when it's stressful."
"Says the girl who always breezes by in school," Kana added. "Seriously, you do everything early and pretty much perfect. You're even the type you cries over a B!" That's all actually true. "You need to get a life."
"SHUT UP, KANA."
"LOL."
"Ugh . . . what will I do with you," Rebekah questioned, hanging her head in defeat. You just got pwned Rebekah. Kana style.
*beep beep*
"Hm?" Everyone turned towards Ray who was looking at his phone. Then they heard more beeping from Feng's cellphone. They answered and heard a voice addressing not only them, but every separate group in the mansion. That voice was Master Hand.
"Master Hand," Feng said on his line, "Yeah, nice to see that you can call us but uh, yeah, why?"
"I'm sorry everyone but I could see that the alarm was an annoyance to everyone, especially since you all had to manually shut it off yourselves. I thought it would be easier to just call you all."
"Okay, interesting idea," they heard Samantha reply on her side, "but why don't we just get a freakin' PA system."
". . ."
". . ."
". . ." It was quite easy to tell that he did not think of that.
"Master Hand," Teren began as he took Ray's phone, "you fail – badly even . . ."
". . ." Master Hand just hung up right there before anyone else could say any more.
They all sighed, knowing that their boss is quite . . . Well, let's just say he falls short from what you'd think. They all looked at each other. "All right," Ryo said, "let's get going, shall we?"
They all walked over to the Master Computer room, which was just a couple of halls away, chatting all the while. As they came in the met up with other Smashers, most of them grumpy at either being there or how stupid Master Hand could be at times. They lazily brought their eyes up to the large bright screen of the Master Computer with Master Hand floating right by it. He tensely flexed his fingers as he knew everyone was glaring at him. He cleared his throat and began the debriefing.
"Okay, so this time we seem to be going after a Judgebender."
"Huh, it's been a while," Raphael commented. "So who is it?"
"A girl named Adolencia Fecundo. She's visiting the Miller's Hospital for Children in Michigan. Most likely for a relative."
"Probably? Don't you know everything with the Master Computer," Faron asked.
"Tabuu has been interfering with the Master Computer lately. I can't find out as much. All I know is that she is sixteen, Spanish, and has a large family. Tabuu has been starting to tie my fingers together." Fingers? Oh, wait that's right.
"Great," Samantha grimaced. "Do you have any other clues that may help us? The relatives reason of hospitalization? How big are the hospital grounds?"
"I'm afraid not. Speaking of which though, the campus," Master Hand replied, "is quite large. It contains about five buildings for patients. We'll need to make groups."
"Why can't we just send out one group to get the Judgebender and then search the buildings individually," Diddy replied. I did not think he knew the word, 'individually.' Not at all.
"I'm afraid we can do that. This time the Subspace army will attack and I want to send out as many people as possible. Not only will they attack a hospital but it's filled with children. We cannot let them do any damage. If there are any deaths, it will cause an uproar with not only the media but with all people in general."
"Oh yeah, I remember that news cast." Falco stated. "If we screw up, the people might start thinking we're monsters."
"We don't want anyone like the FBI or something to start hunting us down. We cannot risk them finding us. Tread carefully this time, Smashers."
"We better get going right now," Hallet said. "Master Hand?"
"Of course," Master Hand snapped and the portal (of red swirliness) appeared behind them. "I'll see you when you get back and I hope to hear good news."
"Always Master Hand," ROB responded.
As everyone started approaching the portal, someone grumbled (*cough*Wolf *cough*), "This is gonna be a pain in the ass."
Everybody sighed as they began to go through the portal single file, knowing that that statement was true. "Well," Pikachu said, "on the bright side, we could just ask the front desk . . . for each building."
They all silently went though.
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"Well, it seems that we'll be splitting up." Lucario said in his human guise. "This hospital has at least five buildings containing patients."
"So who'll go with whom?" Bowser asked as he was a redhead again. Is it just me or is it out of character for him to say whom?
"I AM NOT GOING WITH ROB!" Morn yelled as an immediate response. "I don't like him and I'm sure he doesn't like anybody." Boohoo, get over it.
"Alright, alright," Luigino calmed him down a bit. "Let's see . . .
"Kana, Raphael, Jaku, Fox, Falco, and Bowser."
"Why am I always stuck with nuisances?" Bowser grumbled.
"Diddy, Leo, Lucario, Faron, and Morn."
"So now, I'm stuck with a stick-in-the-mud, a dude who could read my mind, and a few kids." Morn complained.
"Stop with the complaints already. Yuri, Hallet, Kirby, Rebekah, and ROB." That group sounds so logical . . . Well, if you exclude Kirby that is.
"Ray, Luka, Samantha, Feng, and Wolf. The last group will then consist of me, Momo, Pichu, Ryo, Pikachu, and Teren. Is it all settled? Good. Now group up and get to a building. When you have confirmed that the Judgebender is not in your building, tell all the others. When we've narrowed it down, just gather here and let that group's building handle it. I don't want people staring twenty to thirty or so people piling up in one room."
At that, the crowd of Smashers scrambled to find a person that they were grouped with. It took a while but they finally got into their groups and looked for one of those maps they have up like a billboard to choose a building. Now let's see each group's misadventures into detail.
-OH GOD THAT'S SO DEPRESSING-
The first group up is Yuri, Hallet, Kirby, Rebekah, and ROB! Why? Just because.
Okay, this group is . . . Well, it's least to say that it's interesting. The group was basically babysitting Kirby, except for ROB who was just thinking about the 'main objective', as he said. It was easy for them to keep Kirby behaving, but he was doing kiddy things all the while. It's funny who his human form looks like a pre-teen, and the fact that he has dyed pink hair doesn't help. Seriously, the image is just plain ridiculous.
"Kirby, stop buzzing around," Hallet said in a strict yet gentle tone. (Isn't that contradicting itself?) Kirby was lifting his arms out and making 'bzz' noises like he was a helicopter or something.
"I'm not buzzing," Kirby replied. "I'm an airplane."
"Yes, you are," Rebekah said nicely, "but I think you would go faster if you walked."
"I guess," Kirby stopped and started walking normally, but quickly gained a bored look on his face. After a few silent second, Kirby already wanted to do something again. He tapped Yuri's shoulder and asked, "Are we there yet?"
"Well, I don't see a building so far, so obviously, no," Yuri answered. Yup, not even one building so far.
The scenery was pretty typical for a hospital. Plenty of trees, bushes and flowers to make the place pretty and I think they passed a fountain too. The sky looked nice and clear, as if it was made to compliment this place. All in all, it looked like your average hospital visit.
Kirby pouted at Yuri's answer. Obviously, he didn't have a very long attention span, but he was at least trying to keep himself from doing anything inappropriate for the situation. Kirby just decided to stare at the ground ahead of him, trying to spot some ants or something. No luck. Kirby sighed.
"ROB," he whined, "shouldn't we go faster? The Army is going to attack this time."
They all paused realizing that this was true. It was just that . . . This place . . . It looked as though nothing was going to happen. It looked too peaceful, quiet, harmonic even, to get attacked or ruined. It gave the presence of no worries, even though they should.
They nodded and decided to start jogging at least.
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
Our second group is Ray, Luka, Samantha, Feng, and Wolf. Wow, its half grumps, half nice people, plus one shy person. Odd mix, peculiar outcomes.
They were all running. Unlike our last group, Sam and Wolf kept reminding the others that the Army could pop up at any moment. They were all reminded of the dangers that can come to the children in the hospital. If anything were to happen to them, they probably wouldn't be able to forgive themselves.
They were closing in on the building, with it's pure white paint and shiny glass windows. On one wall you could see a mural of the sea, aged with faded and peeling paint. They entered through the automatic doors, seeing the blue and white counter and the brown, cushioned chairs. At the counter was a woman, typing on a computer, and every now and then, talking to her co-worker. Her brown hair was tied in a bun and she had a pencil tucked behind her ear. She looked up when she heard them coming.
"Hello," she greeted with fake enthusiasm. "How may I help you?"
"Hi," Sam said casually, "We're looking for someone under the last name of Fecundo. They're a friend of ours and we would really like to see them but we don't know her room number. Can you tell us?" As those two were talking, the other four decided to take a break on the chairs.
"Ray," Luka panted, more winded than the others, "Do you think Tabuu will really hurt kids like us?"
There was a small pause, either pondering or need to catch his breath (which I doubt), he answered with, "Well, seeing as how he's okay with killing us, me, you, and even released his army at a middle school, yes, I believe so."
Luka gulped at his answer. To kill vulnerable children with plenty of families that will mourn for them and already are . . . That's just inhumane.
Almost as if reading his mind, Feng joined in on the conversation and said, "Whoever said Tabuu was human at all."
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
Now! Onto the group of Kana, Raphael, Jaku, Bowser, Fox, and Falco! These guys were alert, but taking it a bit more easy than out last group. They were at least taking their time. They were walking along the stone tiled path lined with bushes and flowerbeds. With the fact that there were also other people around, it seemed to out of character to run around a place like this.
Ahem, anyway, most (*cough* Bowser*cough*) of them were talking to each other, either about the situation or a totally unrelated subject. They were enjoying their merry time until they hit the building. The building that they went to was a bit more decorative. It had cute little flowers painted all over, the warm colors giving the building at least a little bit more friendliness. They entered through the doors, for some reason, not automatic this time. Upon entrance, they saw parents mostly, seated in wooden chairs, some with children at their feet, mostly likely to get a check-up.
"You think this is the kid's building or something?" Kana asked. They just stared at her with a 'duh' look. Raphael even pointed to a sign that said, 'CHILDRENS BUILDING.' "Okay, never mind. No need to be a little mean though."
"I don't think this is the right place," Bowser said, looking around just a little bit more.
"What makes you say that," Falco asked.
"I would think her relative in the hospital would be a bit . . . Well, older," Bowser answered.
"Didn't Master Hand say that she had a large family. That probably included siblings then," Raphael pointed out. "Besides, it won't hurt to try will it?"
"Hi," Fox greeted with a friendly voice, "We are visiting someone, but I'm afraid we don't know which room they are in. Can you please tell us?" Wow, he sure knows how to sound like a friendly guy.
"Can you please tell me their name?"
"Fecundo. Under the last name Fecundo."
"Hey, Angel boy," Falco said. Raphael turned. "What do you think Tabuu would be doing here?"
"Well, obviously capture the Judgebender and use them and if not, go on a massacre and kill us too." Raphael simply answered.
"But I seriously think Tabuu doesn't want to attract more attention as it is." Falco said. "If people actually start to remember SSB, then somebody out there will start connecting the lines. Some even did already. Right now, he'd probably want to do an inside job or something, at least something that can be blamed on someone else."
"That is true," Bowser said. "Don't want to get in trouble with people. That's never good. But what could he do here to kill us easy?"
"I don't know." Falco replied. "I don't have a clue right now."
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
Group number – uh, wait what are we on? Oh forget it. It's the group with Momo, Ryo, Teren, Pichu, Pikachu and Luigino. Hehe . . . Sorry, it's just that Pika's human form looked just like Pichu's, but older. They could be brothers for anyone else could know.
Ahem, these guys were . . . neutral really. They were calmly walking to the building, chatting a bit, because it was a pretty short trip. They did take the closest building.
Like the time with Wolf and co., it was white with large windows of glass, but its mural was different. Rather than the sea this time, it was a painting of a sunset, settling itself on the shadows of a couple hills. It was quite a beautiful mural and it the slight age just seemed to compliment it. They entered the automatic doors.
Funny, in this building, they had green and white counters and walls instead of blue and white. They saw a few parents around, and maybe even a teen or two roaming around. There was a small line to the clerk. They let Momo and Luigino wait in line since they were the only ones that were full adults.
"Hey, Ryo?" Teren caught Ryo's attention.
"Yeah Teren?" Ryo asked, not turning to face him.
"You think . . .," Teren paused. "You think when this is over . . . everything will be alright?"
"Well, we would have saved the world, beat up a bad guy, and probably had the time of our lives." Ryo answered. "Pretty awesome if you ask me."
"Yeah, I know but . . . What happens after that?"
Ryo paused to think a little. "We would have gone back home for sure. We'll probably end up going back to our daily lives really and the pokemon and other creatures would stay in Smash Mansion, I guess. You'll go back to your place. I'll go back to my place. It'll be like before."
"You know, I kinda find that sad."
"Oh come on," Ryo turned to face Teren. "It's not like we won't see everybody again. We could probably just call up Master Hand and ask if we could hang in Smash Mansion."
"I know," Teren replied. "It just won't be the same. Sometimes I wish that this will last forever."
Ryo sighed, understanding. "Too bad that there is no such thing as forever . . ."
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
LAST BUT NOT LEAST, um . . . Let me see . . . Morn, Lucario, Leo, Faron, and Diddy! These guys were interesting. The other four were peppy and having a fine time, but Faron kept on lagging behind a little, grumbling to himself and just being a kill-joy. He probably just didn't like how happy these guys were even though this time should probably be a time of crisis. Well, in all honesty, with the way this hospital looks, fellow visitors, and these guys' personalities, this just feels like a day where you just want to say "!" just like Kirby.
"Hey Morn! What's it like being a Judgebender?" Leo asked curiously as he bobbed his head while walking.
"I don't see the difference compared to being a normal person except having powers." Morn said. "Although I don't think I should go to the beach anytime soon . . ."
"Huh?" Diddy said, confused. "Why?"
"Well, I can't control my powers fully yet."
"Uh huh . . ." He still didn't get it.
"Well, what does lightning plus water plus people in the water equal?"
"Oh . . . Oh . . . Well, that sucks." Diddy said. "Can you ever go to the beach again?"
". . ."
"The fact that the water is in the sand doesn't help your situation." Lucario commented, forced to talk like a normal person to blend in.
Morn nearly cried now, being remind that he can no longer go near water anymore unless he's alone. Poor guy . . .
Ahem, anyway! They were heading towards the building, this one having a mural of a forest. The beauty of the contrast of the light and dark leaves, the detail put into every single blade of grass – it was unbelievable. It was surprising how this mural was only done for a hospital yet it looked like it was made by a pro. This building seemed a bit taller than the others, towering over people, as if trying to intimidate them. They entered through the automatic doors quickly, impatient to finally ask the nice lady at the desk.
"Hey, can we ask you something?" Morn said cheerfully, and a little too loudly.
"Yes, what is it?" The clerk asked.
"Is there anyone in this building under the name of Fecundo?"
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
"No." I guess Yuri's building doesn't have the JB.
"No." Neither does Ray's.
"No." Nor Fox's.
"No." Not even Momo's group!
Well it looks like we got our answer! "Yes." Yup, Morn's group I guess.
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
"Really? Which room?"
"Um, there's 2 Fecundos in this hospital." Oh. "Can you please tell me their first name?"
Oh shoot . . . They did not know anything . . .
"Can we just have the two room numbers instead," Faron asked, finally having stopped his grumbling.
"Rooms 231 and 569."
"Okay, thank you." They walked away from the counter to the elevator.
"So now what are we going to do?" Morn asked. "Just look at the two rooms."
"No, something easier." Faron answered. "Lucario, do Judgebenders have a distinct type of aura?"
"Yes. It's quite peculiar in all honesty." Lucario replied. "I can see that you want me to scan the building, but I want someplace a bit private."
"Why?"
"My hair will start to glow and float a bit." Oh. "Where's the bathroom?" The pointed him over. Morn, Leo, and Diddy went to sit by the chairs as Faron just wanted to stand by. It took a minute or so but Lucario came out. Weird thing was though he ran out of there alarmed. "I must tell you something! It's urgent."
The others stood up. "What is it!"
"There's a –"
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN THERE'S A BOMB!"
Everyone turned to stare at Fox who was on the phone in the corner. He shied further in the corner because he couldn't think of a lie to tell.
"I'm sorry people. My friend here is just practicing a line for a play and he just loves to get into it!," Falco said, (fake) laughing it off. People started to go by their business a little awkwardly. "It's a very dramatic play! I recommend it!" He turned back to Fox and elbowed his back, grumbling, "Idiot!"
"I'm sorry," Fox apologized as he went back to the conversation. Lucario had called a person from each group and told them the news. "You mean that that there's a bomb in your building?"
"You idiot," Sam said on the other line. "You said it out loud?"
"Shut up and let Lucario answer my question!"
"Yes," Lucario said, on, well, another line. "It's on the first floor here. It's a time bomb. Our only problem is that it's screwed to the floor, so we can't remove it. We'll have to disable it. I would like any of you who have knowledge of this to please come over here."
"Alright," ROB replied, "but I must ask, when is this bomb going to detonate?"
"I haven't checked it yet. Once anybody enters this building, I'm going to lead you to its location. I'll check then. Got it?"
Everyone on the phone agreed and the call finally ended. Fox didn't need to explain to them what was going on, but he told them that he was going to have to help disarm the bomb since he had a least a little knowledge of this kind of stuff. Falco said that he was going to come along as well since he did too. Fox told the others to meet up at the map billboard like the original plan said.
"God, if only Snake was here," Jaku muttered as they were walking back.
"I know, right," Raphael commented.
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"Is everyone here?" Lucario asked. Everyone had just gathered into the building. There was basically everyone had some skilled technological abilities, A.K.A., Fox, Falco, Sam, and ROB. (Wolf didn't feel like coming.) Only a handful, but they were at least able to help. Lucario just nodded when they arrived and he began to guide them towards the bomb's location. They went through a couple hallways until they hit a small dead end, for some reason, having no doors and only a few chairs. The hall was secluded and nobody was there, luckily for them. Lucario slowly walked toward a vent and nudged it with his foot, telling the others that this was it. The bomb was in there.
Sam crouched down to it, seeing if they could open it. Fortunately, the screws were loose. The guy who put it in must've rushed at the last minute. The screws were easily taken out by hand and then what did they see? Within the dark air vent was a small box-ish machine, with who knows what kind of stuff attached to it. On top was a small type of clock that said, '20:17.' Guess they have twenty minutes.
ROB stepped up and asked if they could give them a little cover. They crowded around him as he transformed back to his original form, allowing him to scan the thing. It seemed to be one of those home-made bombs, surprisingly complicated. ROB said that the person had made it with plenty of dud wires, made to confuse anybody who tried to deactivate it.
"Looks like we'll have to examine this further," Falco said, taking a slight closer look at it.
"Do we have any tools," Fox asked.
"No," Lucario answered, "but I'll call Master Hand to teleport some over."
Meanwhile . . .
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
Well, while everyone else was going along their business, Leo, Diddy, Morn, and Faron were finding the Judgebender. Unfortunately for them and their panic, they didn't get the chance to get Lucario to tell them which room the JB was in, thus, they ended had to check the two rooms. They don't get the idea of, for the lack of a better term, sucking it up and get over it. Ahem, sorry about that.
Apparently, going to two floors had killed their mood, so they begrudgingly went up to their first destination on the second floor, Room 231. They walked up to the door and just when Faron touched the door knob, they heard a chick screaming or something! It was FREAKY, it even made all of them jump a foot back. Then they heard yelling from other guys and maybe a few doctors and then they heard them curse a little too (ruining Leo's innocence). Then they heard a few bangs and crashes. Leo looked about ready to cry, Morn had a 'wtf' face, Diddy was backing away, and Faron was wondering what was going on in there. The whole experience was traumatizing.
Faron also did the last thing he wanted to do. He walked back up and opened the door just a tad bit, enough for him to put his head in, and he peeked. Why did he do this? Well, somebody needed to check whether a) the person was sane, b) if this hospital had room partners or something, and c) if this chick could possibly be the Judgebender. I'm guessing it's a no, becauseimmediately after that, he slammed the door shut.
"W-what was going on in there?" Diddy asked hesitantly.
"You don't want to know."
"Tell m-"
"YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW!"
"C-can we go to the other room first," Leo asked.
"Yes," Morn squeaked.
The walked away slowly . . . slowly, and run the eff away and just get to the elevator! The guys panted when they finally got into the elevator (which for some reason took forever to get to their floor). They did not want to go back there, let alone in that room. The next room better have someone, oh I don't know, SANE? The Judgebender better not be that chick or else . . .
Anyway, they were taking a breather, just calming themselves down 'til the next floor. They listened to the catchy elevator music, looked at the metal walls, as long as it could help them think straight. After a few minutes, the elevator finally dinged, doors opening to reveal the fifth floor. They quickly searched for their destination, Room 569. Unfortunately for them, in front of them was just Room 500. In short, they had to pass sixty-nine hospital rooms. I'm surprised that there are even that many on just one floor, not including more!
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
"Alright, so we got our tools," Sam said, holding the tool box in front of everyone. "Who's going to pop off the lid?"
". . ." Cue crickets
"Ugh," she groaned, "If nobody's going to do it, I will." Nobody else said anything. She gave them a look before taking the screwdriver and unscrewing the cover. After a minute of struggling to pop the thing off, the cover revealed at least twenty wires.
"Hoo boy," Sam said turning back to the others. "Anyone willing to help?"
The time on the clock said, '18:28.' Eighteen more minutes . . .
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
"Okay," Diddy said, as they arrived to the room. "We are finally here!" . . . after a weary trip of nearly six different hallways.
They all stared at the blank white door, with just a small metal plate that said '569' on it. Everything in this hospital was white almost. The walls barely had any decoration, the doors, just small plates, even the ceiling, only its small lamps. But this door just seemed scary . . . After the last room, they realized just what can be in there . . . Well, someone has to open the door. Faron already had a turn, so who's next?
Morn walked up to the door, looked at the door knob as if it was going to eat him, but he finally grabbed it. The door opened with just a small click and Morn peeked inside to see if there was anything bad. Although he didn't know, the girl of blank just got some color in her world.
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
"Dud."
"Dud."
"Make sure you cut that one."
"Why? Will it deactivate the thing?"
"No."
"Damn it."
It was a funny image with Falco's head in the vent, snapping wires, while everyone else pointed and said whether to cut this wire or that wire. There were plenty of dud wires and some wires that had a small use, but it was still taking a while.
Time: 15:58
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
"Who are you?"
"Uh . . ." There was a girl in bed. She had brown hair and messy bangs. She was tan and had green eyes, wearing only a clean white hospital gown. She was surprised at Morn's appearance, or the fact that somebody came in at all. Nobody had ever really visited her, even at her other stays in the hospital.
"Hi . . . Um, I'm Morn," he awkwardly introduced himself. "And my friends are outside . . . Er, what's your name?"
"My name is Adolencia," she said, blinking to check if he was really there.
Wait, Morn thought, Master Hand told us she was visiting the hospital, not staying here!
"Morn?"
"Huh?" Morn snapped out of his thoughts.
"May I meet your friends?"
"Y-yeah," Morn said. He turned back to the others who were listening in on their conversation, gesturing them to come in. One at a time they walked into the room, introducing themselves. She smiled as each one came in. She never had this many people in her room at once. It was exciting . . . Well, for her at least.
"Morn? Can I ask you something?"
"What?"
"Why are you here?"
"Ah . . ." Caught. He looked to the others for help. They waved their hands to say that they can't help him. "Um, well, here's a little story."
"A story?"
"Yeah, it's an interesting one."
"Can't you just answer the question a little more straightforward?"
"This is probably the easiest way," Morn sighed and sat on the bed while everyone else was seated or standing, listening Morn's telling of the story they had all featured in. "It's a little story about a tournament of fighters."
"Fighters? Tournament?"
"The best fighters from everywhere! When I say everywhere, I mean it. There are fighters from different worlds too. The tournament itself was called Super Smash Brothers. With that, those fighters had gained the title of Smashers. The tournament was hosted by these two . . . just plain weird crazy guys."
Morn just kept on going. "Um, anyway, the first tournament only had twelve Smashers, but after the first tourney, the two crazy brothers couldn't resist hosting another tournament, making it even bigger by inviting even more people. This time it had twenty-five Smashers, and that time, it didn't just have heroes. It didn't matter if they were bad guys or good guys; they were invited. A few years later they decided to host the biggest one, with thirty-five of them. Sadly, five of the ones from the last tournament were kicked out."
"Really?" Adolencia asked. "Were they sad?"
"Yeah," Morn answered, "but it goes on. Something unexpected happened. A whole new party decided to interfere.
"As the Smashers who were just invited gathered to the tournament, a guy, a bad guy, used the bad Smashers and with them, decided to take things from the good Smashers: the peace in their world, their homes, and even the Smashers themselves."
"That's terrible," Adolencia said, concerned.
"Yeah, but I think he forgot that these guys were champions of fighters." Morn continued. "The Smashers didn't just sit back, but they fought. HARD. They fought and fought but when they had all just reached the bad guy, he took them all down in one fell swoop, even the ones he had been using were now defeated. There was supposed to be no hope, but a miracle happened."
"What was that miracle?" Adolencia asked curiously.
"Er, I'm afraid that takes too much," Morn avoided the question. It was complicated to explain how Kirby did it without involving everything else. "Ahem, anyway, the gist of it was that they all got back! Well! As I was saying our heroes all team up together, whether good or bad, to take down the bad guy! And guess what?"
"They did it," Adolencia said excitedly, as if she were a child.
"Yep," Morn replied. "But, there's a whole new chapter now."
"Hm?"
"That bad guy is back," Morn went on. "The Smashers are scattered and don't even remember their past, the two brothers are panicked and have to gather them again, and there's a new power our bad guy wants."
"A new power?" Adolencia questioned. "What is it?"
"Judgebenders – they're special people in this world." Morn answered. "They have power to ignore what Fate had in store, for them and people around them. Each little choice they made had the biggest influence on what might happen to a person. It can give somebody a better ending now, if they had a sad."
"That's amazing," Adolencia praised.
"Yeah, but it's not always a good power. If Fate always wanted the bad guys to have a sad ending, then they might get a happy ending now."
"Well how does this story end," Adolencia asked curiously.
"It's not finished yet."
"The author hasn't finished writing it?" Adolencia sighed. "Such a shame. I would love to read their books. Now, can you answer my question?"
"About that," Morn began, putting his hand in front of him, "Judgebenders exist. I'm one." He made sparks from his fingers. "And so are you."
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
I should probably mention the time huh? Well guess what? The only had five minutes left. Yeah, Morn's story took that long (plus introducing the others to her). At least they made quite a bit of progress. The only had two wires left. Unfortunately, this is the type of part one would dread. Y'know like in those cheesy romance novels or something, the protagonist finds two people perfect for them but they can only choose one.
Fox being the only one who hasn't done anything yet, he was left to cut the two wires. Sadly for him, the others, nor him, knew which wire deactivates the bomb. There was either the one that deactivated it, or set the timer immediately to zero.
"G-guys, at least help me get some clues," Fox said, holding the wire cutters shakily in his hand. "ANYTHING!"
"Well, I think the blue wire looks like it might connect to the timer," Falco said.
"Really," Fox said, hopes up, fox ears perked.
"But it's too much of a mess to see if it does inside."
"Ugh . . . That was no help dude."
"Hm, the red one is connected to this little plastic thing. Maybe it's the bomb?" Lucario commented.
"Really!"
"It's too soon to say."
"OKAY! YOU GUYS ARE NO HELP!"
Poor Fox, he was pretty much screwing his brain to find out which wire it could be. He was trying to find out which one it was, by vision and clues, anything that he could find, but the others' advice just made him confused even more! Is it the red one, is it the blue, neither, all of the above? WHAT!
"You know what," Sam said, "I'm pretty sure it's the blue one."
"I agree," ROB said.
"Same," Falco commented.
"I too as well," Lucario agreed.
"I was thinking it's the red one!" Fox yelled at them. "Are you really sure it's the blue one?"
"It might be the red but I'm leaning towards the blue one." Falco said.
"Let me ask again. Are you really sure it's the blue!" Fox repeated, more loudly this time.
"Uh . . . Maybe," Samantha replied. Now they began to discuss again while they only had a minute and a half left and it was just frustrating Fox thoroughly. He just didn't understand anymore.
"IF YOU DON'T KNOW, THEN JUST SCREW YOU," he yelled, and with that he snapped red wire. The others panicked as the timer blinked out, expecting it to blink back to just zero and blow them to bits, but nothing happened. They all sighed in relief. But then they glared at Fox like they were going to murder. Falco grabbed him by the shirt collar and began shaking him, yelling at him, and overall, scolding him.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!" Falco screamed. "YOU KNOW WHAT THE HELL COULD HAVE HAPPENED! FUCK, MAN! YOU SCARED US TO DEATH! WE THOUGHT YOU WERE GOIN' TO SCREW US OVER!"
Fox removed Falco's hands and screamed back, "WHAT THE HELL ELSE I COULD DO! YOU GUYS WEREN'T HELPING ME! YOU WERE PRACTICALLY SCREWING AROUND! I HAD NO SHIT ON WHICH ONE IT MIGHT'VE BEEN! PLUS I GOT IT RIGHT ANYWAY!"
You don't know how long this fight went on. Like seriously.
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
Meanwhile, as ROB phoned Faron about what happened, Morn and Adolencia's conversation continued.
"TH-TH-TH-THERE'S NO WAY I'M A JUDGEBENDER OR ANYTHING SPECIAL AT ALL!" Adolencia insisted.
"IT DOESN'T MATTER IF YOU'RE SPECIAL!"
"I'M SICKLY! IT'D BE DANGEROUS FOR ME!"
"YOU DON'T NEED TO BE IN BATTLE!"
"I HAVE NO USE!"
"IT DOESN'T MATTER!"
What a lovely conversation.
"WHY DO I HAVE TO GO!"
"SO YOU CAN STAY OUT OF DANGER!"
"D-danger!" Adolencia asked a little frightened.
"Yeah," Morn said. "Look, we may fight the Subspace Army sometime, but that's usually because he wants to destroy one of us. He does that so that way he can win. Without one of us, we just a machine missing a part!"
". . ." Adolencia was silent. She had always been afraid of getting hurt or anything like that. It was always awful for her. But . . . "I'm just one small part in that machine. I don't have any use. I'm not that good with things."
". . ." Morn didn't expect a girl like her to say such a thing. Did she really have that little confidence in herself? He didn't know how to reply.
"Everybody is useful," Leo said from the back, annoyed that he wasn't allowed to say anything. "Everyone is useful in their own way. We can all do something that someone else can't, right?"
"Yeah," Morn added, "what Leo said." Wow, what a great reply.
"B-but I'm not that strong," Adolencia replied.
"Yeah, but you don't have to help us with just that." Leo said.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, some of us are bad with the computer," Diddy joined in on the conversation, "or maybe at trying to sneak around when we might try get the other Smashers, or maybe even-"
"I'm sure you get the idea now," Morn interrupted Diddy. "So will you come with us?"
". . ." Adolencia needed to think for a bit. After a little while she said, "I don't kno-"
Suddenly they heard something that they shouldn't have. Not normally, at least. They heard a gunshot.
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
"WOLF!" Raphael yelled. "You okay!" Yep, the gunshot was from over there, where everybody else was. The one who was hit with the bullet was Wolf, but luckily it didn't hit anywhere vital, just his shoulder.
He was clenching it tightly with teeth grit, his fingers beginning it stain with blood. (Don't worry. He's only bleeding a little.) He replied to Raphael, "It's okay, kid. I've been through bigger stuff that this, but looks like we've got some company." Wolf was looking up at the building. Raphael and everyone else looked towards where his eyes were, and there he was.
Everyone recognized that brown hair, and emotionless eyes – the Judgebender is back.
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
Morn and the others had panicked, scrambling to get over there, although, Morn ended up dragging Adolencia too. She looked like she was scared to death. She struggled to get out of Morn's grip and yelled, catching attention from a lot of bystanders.
"W-w-why are we going towards the gunshot!" Adolencia asked.
"Because," Morn replied, "somebody with us probably got hurt! We need to help."
"B-but, we might get hurt too," Adolencia cowardly replied.
"Look," Morn stopped running. Everyone else was getting ahead. He grabbed her shoulders. "It's going to be okay. I'll be there. I know that you can help us somehow."
Adolencia stopped to think and calmed down. She looked at Morn. He seemed like a nice person. So did his friends. She could trust them right?
"Okay," Adolencia answered. "I'll go with you."
Morn smiled. Then they ran on, catching up to the others. Adolencia still a tad bit shy.
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
"GODDAMNIT!" Falco cursed. "Why now!"
"You think it's him," Sam asked, as they ran to the exit.
"Probably," Lucario replied. "Let's just hope that nothing happened yet."
"Hey!" They looked behind them and saw the other group that was in the building.
"Did you disarm the bomb already," Faron asked.
"Yeah," Fox answered, "But we better get going. NOW."
They quickly ran to the area they heard the gunshot, and what they found wasn't that surprising. They saw the other Smashers trying to fight the Judgebender. They were able to give him scratches this time, but he was still fighting strong. Instead of duel pistols or a bazooka this time, he had an assault rifle. Everyone had already gotten into battle equipment, trying to tire the Judgebender out as he continuously dodged their attacks.
"W-wha-what is this?" Adolencia asked as they arrived. Her mouth dropped when she saw Kirby. "W-what's going on!"
"Look, I promise that you won't have to get involved with this part," Morn rushed as he electricity surrounded, changing his outfit, "but please stay out of danger and help some bystanders!" Before Adolencia could stop him, he joined the battled, as well as everyone else.
Adolencia squeaked as she was left alone. She didn't know what to do. Go where? To the building. Or maybe she should refuse going with them altogether and go back to her room – her nice quiet room. Yeah, it'll be all better if she goes back. Th-this is just a dream. A crazy figment of her imagination. Yeah, she'll just go back and it'll be alright. B-but what if this is real. Doesn't it give her all the more reason to go back? She couldn't think anymore and just stood there, staring at the ground with feet glued in place.
"Mom! Mom!" Adolencia turned to see a panting boy, just about eight. He was trying to run with his mother, away from here, but she was too fast and was accidentally left behind. As soon as the little boy tried to get up he was hit with a stray bullet in the knee. Adolencia was stunned. He may not have known it, but how can somebody even dare to endanger this place, a place for both adults and children. She ran up to the boy and immediately began comforting him as his mother was running back with tears in her eyes.
Upon closer inspection, the boy was pale and had light brown hair. He was wincing in pain. But just faintly, Adolencia saw her little brother, Christopher. She couldn't stand the fact that this boy was hurt. It was just painful for her to look at him, but then something happened. Out of nowhere a book falls on her head.
She didn't understand, but when she finished rubbing her head, she realized it gave the boy a slight giggle, but she could tell he was still crying from the pain. She should have tended to the boy, but her curiosity told her to look at the book and she did.
The book was large, about as big as a dictionary, and even though it was just a foot away from her, with its pages splayed out, she can barely make out the words because the text was so small. (If not then, she just had bad eyesight.) Just by looking at the barely revealed spine, she could tell that it had a fancy cover. She slowly reached out for the book and then brought it over, looking at the page it had opened to.
"Healing . . . Spell?" Weren't spells something that happened in only fairytales? Is this one of those books . . . where they pretend it's real? Adolencia was about to throw the book back, but for some reason, she had been compelled by those three words under the explanation of the spell. It seemed as though those three words, only gibberish really, were highlighted and she couldn't see anything else on the page. She said out loud, "Sana vulnera mea."
She snapped out of it and looked at the boy again, but something amazing was happening. There was a glow around the boy's knee. The color of the glow itself looked so warm, as if it was giving you warmth by just looking at it. But the really unbelievable part was that in that small area where it was glowing, it was as though time was rewinding.
The bullet came out on its own. The wound started to here as though it were a normal injury, but it had done it so rapidly, it was back to normal in just a few seconds, with no scars. The little boy stood up as his mother had checked his knee. She was surprised that it seemed like nothing happened. She knew that this wasn't normal and the only person that could have probably done this was Adolencia, as she was the only one there. The woman said to Adolencia, "Thank you."
Adolencia didn't really know how to react. She wasn't sure if that impossibility was actually from her. The chances of that spell being real were supposed to be zero to none, but it seemed that it worked. All she could really say was, "Your welcome."
The mother and child quickly rushed their way over to the nearest building. Adolencia turned back to the battle between the Smashers and that guy. She didn't know who he was but he was definitely trouble. She wanted to help but she just found this er, spell book. She closed it, seeing if she could possible examine it by looking at the cover. All she could see was a fancily decorated, black, yellow, and white book.
She didn't know how it worked. Suddenly, as if sensing her concern, the book magically flipped to a different page.
"Barrier Spell?" She didn't exactly know how to use it in this situation since there wasn't really anything to block.
'This spell has many uses than making one wall to block you enemies. There are cases in which one would modify this spell to create something such as a trap in which you could trap a person/animal/monster within a blocked room, obviously made of four unbreakable barriers.'
That will work, but what kind of modification is it? How do you even do that? As though the book heard her thoughts, the original spell's incantation had changed a bit. It was only changed by a word. Was that that modification the book was talking about? Will the spell work? Hm, she might as well give it a shot. She yelled to the ones in battle, "Everybody! GET BACK!"
As soon as everyone was a good distance away from the Judgebender she immediately yelled, "Hervorkommen vier Wände unzerbrechlich!" What was this? German?
(GODDAMN YOU GOOGLE TRANSLATE! D:)
As soon as she had finished saying that, four walls of yellow light emerged from the ground, surrounding the Judgebender. He tried to shoot at the walls. The bullet went through, but the hole it left was resealed somehow.
"Raphael! Get us out of here now!" Luigino ordered the robot. As commanded, the angel opened a portal back to Smash Mansion and everyone rushed in. As soon as the last person had gotten in, the Adolencia's trap released the Judgebender. He looked around and just ran out of sight, into the shadows.
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
They were all panting as they got back to the Mansion. To be technical, the portal got them to the living room. They all stood there, or sat down to take a breather, but as Master Hand came in, he immediately saw Wolf and his wound.
"Oh my," Master Hand sighed. "It looks like we will have to use the infirmary again." Wolf stood up to walk with Master Hand to the infirmary (obviously).
"A-ah," Adolencia raised her hand to interrupt, but she was too shy to go on. Either way though, Master Hand noticed and asked her what was wrong. She answered with, "I-I think I may be able to help."
This had peaked everyone's interest, especially since nobody saw what happened with her and the little boy. She patted down a seat for Wolf to sit down, taking one herself. With book still in hand, she opened browsed a little to find the spell she was looking for. When she finally found it, she had chanted the three words once again. Wolf's shoulder had healed exactly as the boy's knee and everyone ended up looking at it in awe, except for Adolencia. She looked like she tried to run a mile. She looked about ready to pass out even. Oh shoot, she did. Oh God, is she okay? Somebody get her to her room or something!
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
She blinked once. Twice. She finally woke up, but instead of finding the white she had always loved, she found – well – a whole ton of color, a.k.a. our other . . . friends.
"SURPRISE!"
OMFG! YOU GUYS NEARLY GAVE HER A HEART ATTACK!
Um, let's see, Morn, Jaku, Leo, Diddy, and Kana were all up in her face (and they were the ones who yelled surprise) while the others in the back were Faron, Rebekah, and ROB. Some of them were in her (empty) room to get to know her, while some (*cough* Faron and ROB *cough*) were only here to see if she's alive. At her waking, they left, knowing that she's at least good enough to wake up.
"HI LENCIE!" Kana shouted, still in her face.
"L-lencie?" Adolencia asked. "W-why are you calling me that and who are you!"
"Lencie! It's your official nickname," Kana continued, "and I'm your fellow Judgebender, along with Morn and Rebekah over there. I think you know everyone else except our friend Jaku." Kana pointed to each in sequence.
"U-um, okay . . ."
"So, I gotta ask you," Kana said, talking far too loud for a normal conversation. She always was a little too loud for her own good. "Why were you in the hospital? I thought you were visiting."
"Y-yes," Adolencia answered, "I was. I was just visiting for a check-up."
"What do you need checked? You look like perfectly healthy to me," Rebekah asked.
"Ah, I have an overly strong immune system."
"I see," Rebekah said, the only one to fully understand. Well, she does want to be a surgeon when she grows up.
"What's wrong with that?" Diddy asked.
"KYA! D-DIDDY! WHY ARE YOU A MONKEY!" Wow, what a late reaction.
"U-um, we'll explain later," Jaku told her. "Can you please carry on with your answer?"
"O-oh," Adolencia stammered, "yes. Where was I? Well, at times my white blood cells can attack my body instead. Once, they attacked my brain, and another time, they attacked my heart. But don't worry, the doctor gave me medicine that weakens my immune system. Unfortunately, that also exposed me to cancer. But don't worry, I've been like this since birth, so I've gotten used to it."
To sum up everyone's reactions:
Everyone: D':
"YOU SOUND LIKE ONE OF THOSE SAD PEOPLE IN NOVELS THAT DIE YOUNG!" Kana exclaimed.
"D-d-d-die YOUNG!" Adolencia exclaimed. "I-I'll die soon!"
"No, no, that won't happen," Morn calmed her down, "Okay?"
"O-okay."
"Do you hold up okay?"
"Yeah, it's okay," Adolencia answered. "Other than that, it's pretty easy to hold a daily life. I have to admit though, it's fun to scare my brothers and sister like that."
"How many siblings do you have," Leo asked. "I have two myself. How 'bout you?"
"Hey, I beat you," Adolencia teased, "I have three. One younger brother and sister and one older brother. I have to ask you though. How long have I been out?"
"Just a few hours," Morn answered. "Oh yeah, by the way, Master Hand examined that book of yours. He told us it's a legit spell book. Where'd you get it?"
"I-I don't know. It just hit me on the head from . . . um, somewhere." She simply replied.
"Hello," Master Hand greeted as he entered the room. "Is she awa- Oh! She is. Um, hello, I'm Master Hand and I'm the owner of this mansion."
"KYA! I-IT'S A GIANT HAND!" It takes a while for things to get in her head, doesn't it.
"You know what," Morn began cheerfully, "I knew you could do something to help us."
Adolencia blushed, smiled and then nodded. She was glad to be of use, in spite of her health. She kind of like her little world of white with color.
-OH GOD THAT'S DEPRESSING-
Anime: WELCOME TO OUR CORNER, LENCIE!
Adolencia: (covering her ears) My ears are ringing.
Feng: Kana always does talk too loud.
Kana: Shut it, you.
Rebekah: Kana, don't say things like that.
Kana: Fine. . . (whispers) cake . . .
Rebekah: PIE!
Kana: CAKE! (stupid best friend fight ensues)
Morn: (sweat drops) I wonder how this corner will turn out. Read and review please!
Anime: OH GOD! KANA! YOU BURNED ME!
Morn: . . . Oh my . . .