[1]Smash: The Alternative Brawl
Prolog:
Spring was finally arriving in New York City, New York. The sky was dumping buckets of rain onto the busy streets of passengers who were stepping out from their vehicles. Coming out from one of the yellow taxi's, a man who was wearing a long brown trench coat that went down their knees. Stepping from the cab, it was a man who was in their mid-30's who had medium length brown hair with a black winter stocking which covered his ears. When someone would glance into his eyes, they would instantly see the harden warfare shine through his baby blues which were starting to show grey. On his face, was his brown short goatee which fit him pretty well especially the wrinkles which had formed on his skin over the years.
When his taxi left with the rain pounding against the concrete while soaking him in the process. Without having any care in the world, he grabbed out his lighter then pulling out a cigarette and knowing he was 15 minutes early. Taking a puff with the grey smoke being dampened from the rain, he started reflecting himself how he ended up at the Central Intelligent Agency.
It was after his mission to assist this rookie agent who goes by the name of Jack, A. K. A "Raiden" there were reports of a new Metal Gear being developed which his partner was able to find in an E-mail which was written from his partners sister. Finding out the reports were true, he decided to sneak onto a military ship that was floating on the Atlantic Ocean, his mission was to analyze, take pictures, and take data down which to find out it was a trap due to this man who goes by the name of Ocelot to find out from the hand he took off his brother since Ocelot's hand was chopped off in Shadow Moses Island by a cyber ninja named "Gray Fox." After using his brothers' hand, his brother's spirit took over his body and as he spoke like his brother, he sunk the ship which the media believe he was a terrorist because of a cypher taking a picture of him after defeating this woman named "Helga." Couple years later, he was sent onto another ship which to find out it was the ultra-secret weapon called "Arsenal Gear "and after working with codename Raiden. Ocelot hijacked Arsenal Gear, Jack was forced to face the man who was the president of the United States, "George Sears" A. k. A, "Solidus Snake" the third clone from the legendary Big Boss in a battle to the death with Raiden as the victor. After ending up in Manhattan New York to lay low. The colonel contacted him over Codec and since he didn't have anything else to do except to rescue Helga's child from the Patriots. He simply obliges. If he overheard, Raiden was going to rescue the girl while he waited for more information for Liquid Ocelot's appearance to showe up on the radar.
When he finished smoking then crushing the butt underneath his heel, he placed it in a nearby trash can and then walked into the doors. Stepping up towards the front desk where there was a young female brunette wearing a Navy-blue button up dress shirt, remembering in order to be grant access into the room where the colonel was at, he would need to go with a codename which obviously he would use his first name which was Roy. Giving it to the woman, he heard her say "have a good day sir."
Without paying the woman any mind, he walked down the hallway passing the doorways and once he made it to the door he needed to access. First, he knocked then with a faint voice, he was able to hear the pronounced voice of the colonel calling him to come in then with him placing his hand on the door knob, staring at his second in command in the face which felt like ages since it's been 2 years the last time he had associated with him after saving his Niece Meryl Silverburgh. After the events taking place, him and his partner which his name is "Otacon." Later into 2007, both him and Otacon created their own facility named "Philanthropy" for mercenaries. Both of them lost connections since then. Now looking at the colonel who was sitting at the desk with a friendly smile on his face, he even felt happy to see him."
Snake. It's been a long time hasn't it?" He looked him into the eyes with sincerity.
"Colonel. What are you doing here?" Although he knew he was going to see him, he still can't believe he's looking into the eyes of his old informant that he knew since his rookie years working for Fox Hound.
"That's not how we greet an old friend Snake." He chuckled. "Well, maybe I should give you some information on what's been going on with me but I think I will be wasting your time. Take a seat and live a while. There's no rush." Then with Snake sitting into a chair that was across from the colonel, Roy was able to see the age starting to set through. "Looks like age is starting to show since the last I seen you huh?" He wasn't lying, he could feel age starting to take effect but remember the shot he received from Dr. Hunter. He can't help think that is the cause of his rapid aging.
"Yeah. I can feel it but never mind about that. I haven't seen you for a long time. How's retirement doing." Then with a hallow laugh from Roy, he instantly knew he's hasn't even given it a chance especially knowing he has been summoning from him which means…
"I wish I took that advantage but what would be the fun of that? Legitimately I am retired, but knowing we're still on the hunt for Liquid Ocelot. I chose not to." Listening to the lie he normally gave, Snake called him out on it.
"Cut the crap. I know that is not the full truth." Then with a sigh, he spoke.
"Right. I didn't want to instantly jump into the details until we had our first cup of coffee but I guess that will have to wait".
"No." Snake said. "Grab the coffee first. I'll wait".
"Are you sure?" Roy asked.
"Yeah."
"Fine. First, how's my niece Meryl?"
"Don't know." He looked towards the sealing.
"She was living with you for a year. I would've thought…" he got cut off.
"Not together. Let's just say things got hard with me drinking."
"Oh, I see." He itched his clean-shaven face." I hope she is safe."
"Me too."
Remembering the post events after the Shadow Moses Island events. He thought him and her would make a living for each other but due to PTSD causing him to start drinking heavily and the feel of wanting battle, both of them went their separate ways.
With the colonel getting up from his seat then stepping towards the coffee machine. Grabbing a paper filter to place coffee grounds in it. Next, he filled up the glass up with water and once he filled it up with the coffee grounds inside of the machine, he turned on the device and listen to it brew.
"So, as you know, Raiden is sent to South America to go rescue Helga's daughter which, you have no part in." As he glanced into Snakes eyes, he seen that he wanted him to continue on. "You have a separate mission." Before Snake had a chance to interfere, he spoke over him. "Before you say anything, consider this as a semi- vacation. You have been accepted to join a competition. More or less, a tournament."
"Colonel, you know I am not good with tournaments nor interested in competing in one."
"You don't need to." Then Snake's eyebrows raised up.
"Huh? What do you mean… Wait a second? Let me guess, you're sending me out theyre not just because, but for a mission correct?"
"Correct but not just any ordinary mission." Then looking at the coffee pot which was finishing brewing. He continued to speak. "As you know, Jack is taking care of his mission while we're waiting for Liquid to show up on our radar. Why not take this advantage to make a special appearance? Just think about it. You will finally be able to battle the most popular Character in their roster Mario."
"Well, I always wanted to face him on the battlefield."
"I know you're not interested in introducing CQC, "close quarters combat" but going against the likes of the Mario brothers. It must worth something. Just imagine how much recognition we'll get. It will make our lives easier without having to dig our hands into the warfare's dirty money."
"You do have a point but I can't help but feel something is off. Nobody would just summon me unless there's a crisis that is about to happen so how about we stop beating around the bush and let's get to the point."
"Well, luckily the coffee is done." He smiles while getting up from his chair then as he approaches the coffee pot, he grabs two Styrofoam's to pour two cups of black coffee for both him and Snake and as he serves it to him. He took it but places it on the table for it to cool off." Let's start from the beginning." He sat back into his chair. "I was approached from a person named Master Hand through E-mail. Originally, I thought it was a fraud but with Otacon's help to break into Master Hands files, we found out he is real." Glancing back into Snake's eyes, there was nothing for him to say except for him to continue. "Master Hand knew about our services and our talents. He wanted us to send one of our greatest specialists because not just for you to take on this vacation and test yourself if you are compatible to be the Smash tournament winner so you can have your franchise represented more, but help them out on a semi- serious situation."
"And what do they want me to do? That is their own issue. Not mine."
"I knew you would say that so to persuade your mind, Otacon, Mel Ling, and I have already accepted to be your assistance for your matches, your potential mission, and your ticket for a room for yourself without having to share with any of the Smashers."
"Colonel. We didn't discuss this and what are Smashers?" He asked while taking a sip of his coffee with Roy doing the same.
"The tournament is being hosted in Nintendo. This place we will be fighting in is called "Super Smash Brothers"
"Smash Brothers? Isn't that that children
's video game? Are you kidding me?"
"No, I am not kidding you. This is thee Smash Brothers I have accepted for all four of us to join. Plus, I am not done explaining."
"Uh huh…" He crossed his arms while taking another sip from his cup of coffee.
"So, as you see, this is a time of the making and who doesn't want to relax on the beach looking at the women?" He giggled.
"Colonel!" Snake went to grab his attention again.
"Sorry Snake but to get back on topic. Your mission." As he took another swig from his drink, Snake's eyebrows raised up with curiosity. "It's not just the tournament we are worrying about. Reading on with his message, the reason why he needs us to help him out is due to an unfamiliar feeling he has been getting and with one of his men he had sent out to space, they detected a powerful present approaching their facility. He goes on to say they have men but no one has the experience nor the training like you do to gather information, hack to gather info about the enemy, or the ability to sneak on board except for a bounty hunter they have to their disposal."
"When did this E' mail come in?" He nearly finished his coffee with the colonel doing the same.
"Last week but I wasn't for sure to trust it until I had Hal to confirm."
"Hmm… interesting. Anything new since then?"
"Actually yes. I received another e- mail telling me he is about to start summoning his army and that I have one day to respond before he finds someone else like James Bond or something."
Ugh… Him."
"Not just that. Further updates say whoever is behind these strong presents had stolen one of the Smashers ships. We don't know why, but whatever it is. It does not look good."
"So, I'm assuming they need someone with my specialty to investigate a missing ship?" Snake asked.
"No. That's part of it but he wants you to find who is behind all of this but for one exception."
"Oh? And what could that possibly be?"
"He doesn't want you to share that you are a spy."
"And what kind of BS is that?"
"Well if you think about it Snake, you do not want people getting suspicious with your activities. All they will know is that you are a soldier. More or less, a mercenary. If anyone should find out, that breaks the element of surprise on sneaking behind whoever the enemy is."
"True." He simply responded while finishing the remaining substance of his coffee.
"So, what do you say? Just think of it. Whenever you're not planning, analyzing, the enemy's position then sparring with the others. You get to sit in the sun while relaxing on the beach looking at the women. Not just that, I heard they have an outstanding number of weapons you can look at like cardboard boxes, guns, and other equipment." Then suddenly he noticed that he certainly had Snake's attention especially when he brought up boxes and guns. It gets him all the time.
"How long do I have to think about this?" He asked.
"Till the end of today."
"Fine. I accept. Just as long I am only working for you with the support of Mel Ling and Otacon. Got me?"
"For sure. I will also give Master Hand your information and your Codec frequency."
"Got it." He started to get up from the chair.
"One more thing Snake."
"Yeah?"
"Nice working with you again partner."
"You too Colonel."
"And Snake." He seen him placing his hand on the door nob. "I will let you know when you will be taking your train to Nintendo." Then with him give Roy a nod, he stepped out from the room. Then with a victory smile. He started messaging the hand.