Whoops! I just realized I'm contradicting myself! I said no Nintnedo character knows about a game, but remember this from chapter 1?
"Whoops, sorry, long time gamer. Ooookay, I pick the first game I ever played, come on down Young Link!"
Young Link stepped forward.
"First game, eh?"
"Ocarina of Time at a friend´s house."
"Cool."
Uh-oh! That can't be good! Surprised no one told me! Just forget he said that.
Back at the Mansion, the Smashers watched NA's conflict with Wario on the edge of their seats. This three match marathon against some tough opponents decided the fate of the Smashers. But, the biggest question was, what was the secret that NA and Master Hand were in on that now threatened so much that they held dear. Could they really trust those who they knew nothing about? When NA won the match, out of the pure luck that the item had been a freezie, babble sprouted from the smashers on the term of NA.
Mewtwo shifted uncomfortably. Here in the Mansion, he had found acceptance, and even a semblance of what he'd call, friends. He could hold it no longer. Without warning, he broadcasted what he had found in the minds of NA to everyone except Satoru Iwata. A moment of silence fell over them as they tried to decrypt this puzzle. Iwata noticed this, but ignored it as the match began, the second part of the trial. Iwata hated having to do this, but the weight of many universes rested on his shoulders, and more responsibility was handed to him constantly. The match began.
Javi found himself in a point of view he had often wished he were in. For, Javi, Mutsy and Blanky were in three separate Arwings in the Sargasso Cluster.
To quote an american movie whose name escapes me, Donny, you're out of your element.
Iwata was right. N.A. had no idea how to pilot these. Things only got worse when they saw their opponent. Screaming through the empty space, then stopping on a dime by using their g-diffusors, three red Wolfens came into view. On N.A.'s screen appeared the gray face of Wolf O' Donnell.
"Hello, fresh meat. Payoff, and a chance to blast people. I love my job."
In a split screen they saw Leon and Panther Carroso. Then they started getting blasted, and they still didn't know how to move.
As the Smashers could see, things were not going well. Pichu even started crying.
But, Mewtwo had one hope for them. He found one more thing in their heads. He hoped that they would use it in time.
N. A. still managed to communicate over space.
Guys, didn't want to do this, but one, two, three…"N.A. INFUSION!" They cried in unison. (I'd like to point out that in the Lilat system, you can hear what happens, otherwise there would be no 'sploshuns.) They all gripped their hands on the joystick. Green, ghostly circuit patterns suddenly spiderwebbed from their hands, encompassing the entire Arwing before fading. Then , they were off, using booster to zip behind the Wolfen, before inverting and blasting them from the rear.
Mewtwo explained over a contained thought wave what was going on. Because Mutsy and Blanky were essentially inanimate objects controlled by independent conciousnesses, N.A. could sort of spread a little of their conciousness in the form of energy through an object, just to the point where they knew the object inside and out. However, this expended a massive amount of energy.
Now, it was a real dogfight. After both sides peppering the other with laser shots, and everyone having their shields depleted a lot, N.A. went into some charged shots, but weaving into the dilapidated space station, they came back and got N.A. while they were flying in formation with bombs. Mutsy lost a wing and Javi's was smoking. Blanky went in for a rolling hit, taking out what was left of Leon's shields. Wolf and Panther went into a double helix dive, but, by using both a boost and roll, Javi squeezed into the ring made by their energy trail, inverted and landed a bomb right between them, taking them out, then Iwata transported them to the last challenge.
The Smashers sighed with relief, but now knew that N.A. was really deep in it.
Woah, so long to update. Darn education.
