Hello There, Crystal brick here! I managed to get this published despite college and personal struggles. I'm going to work on the next chapter after this one.
Want to give some shout outs to the people in the reviews. here we go.
XjewellX: I'm glad you like the story, i'm going to be working really hard on the next one. Hope you enjoy this chapter.
With out further ado. Here is Chapter 7
Chapter 7: The Newcoming
1 week later:
Gunner, Swordfighter, and Brawler took the offer of the residents; decided to live at the mansion with the rest of the Smashers. The trio had trouble fitting in at first, but eventually they assimilated into the team.
In order to help them survive the harsh conditions of the World of Trophies, the three "Mii" fighters had been given lessons in the ways of "Smash"; unique fighting techniques that only Smashers are able to perform.
As of right now, they are struggling to fight properly; failing more times than they can count; They may be weak now, but in due time, they will master the art of fighting; becoming the best Smashers they can be.
It's their destiny.
The trio was now standing in training room, listening to the instructions of Marth; paying attention to every word. "So you're going to teach us how to use force-fields?" the sword wielder said to the prince. "Correct; one of the most important techniques for a Smasher to learn is the skill of defending oneself from such attacks." The blue haired swordsman replied to the fighter.
"How do we use it then? I know R.O.B. said that force-field generation is one of the abilities that all Smashers have but, it seems too complicated to actually work. How can we possibly master this?" said Gunner-sitting cross-legged on the floor.
"Look, I know how preposterous it sounds, but it's actually not that hard to pull off." Marth said; gesturing a small monkey wearing a hat to come closer to him. "Allow me to demonstrate."
The prince and the primate were stood several feet towards each other, getting ready in position.
"Alright." Said the lord "First you want to focus on your body. Just imagine the energy following from your mind to every part of your anatomy." He warmed up with a couple of stretches in his arms and legs. "Next, you have to time your opponent's attack; waiting for the right moment to shield.
He faced the monkey, preparing to go in a defense stance. "Do it."
The chimp nodded, pulling out a wooden gun-aiming at the caped man with focus. The brown firearm was shaking at an exponential rate-making a loud humming sound as it charged up. As the gun was reaching its limit, the monkey known as Diddy pulled the trigger; firing a large peanut straight towards the lord.
Before the projectile could hit Marth, a bubble of red energy formed around the blue haired prince; blocking the peanut as it shattered against the force-field. "Woah" said Gunner; the trio looking at the demonstration with awe.
Marth dropped the shield; his body relaxing into a much more comfortable posture. "And that's how you create a shield" said the swordsman, bowing in front of the fighter. He turned towards the monkey and said "Thanks for helping out Diddy, you may go now."
The primate tipped his cap towards the blue hair; leaving through a door to south of the gym. Disappearing into a long corridor.
"Now that I showed you how to properly use a shield, would anybody like to give this a try?" Marth said to the sitting trio.
Swordfighter slowly rose his hand and said the words "I like to go fir-" "I'll go." Before being interrupted by Brawler, who got up from the floor-walking towards the royal prince.
"Okay, here's how this is going to work." The prince picked up a yellow sphere from the ground, giving it a sight squeeze "I'm going to toss this ball at you. You need to block it with your shield before it touches your body. Are you ready?"
"Yes." Said the fist-fighter.
"Now before I do this, I want you to focus on your body, imagine the energy flowing out of your-"
"I know how it works, just throw the ball." Brawler said, feeling very annoyed.
"Alright, here it comes." The lord winded up his arm before tossing the ball at the fighter. Just like what happened with Marth, a force-field surrounded the red fighting; the yellow ball bouncing harmlessly off the barrier.
"Wow!" exclaimed the swordsman "On the first try too, good job Brawler!"
"Was hardly a challenge." The fist-fighter said with pride. "Barely broke a sweat."
"Gunner why don't you go next?" the blue hair said the shooter who perked upon hearing her name.
"I don't know if I should do this, it looks kind of uncomfortable." Said the female fighter, shifting nervously on the ground.
"Come on Gunner, it'll be fun I assure you." said Marth.
"If you say so." Said the orange fighter; unconvinced that this will go well.
"Don't worry, it's just a ball it won't hurt you." said the prince, winding up his arm to toss the sphere at Gunner.
"Okay, 1-"
"Ah!" shouted the orange fighter, flinching from the expecting blow-but felt nothing. Looking up she saw Marth still holding the ball; with a perplexed look on his face.
"Gunner I haven't even thrown the ball yet, calm down."
"Oh. Right." Gunner said sheepishly, getting back to her original stance.
"1, 2, 3!" The prince counted; tossing the ball right at Gunner. She raised her arms in front of her, hoping the ball won't hit her. She was surprised however, when a red bubble encapsulated the orange shooter; blocking the ball with much easy."
"There you go Gunner!" said Marth, very satisfied at the results. "You pulled it off without a hitch. See I told you it wasn't going to be that bad."
"Yeah, I ace it!" beamed the shooter, the frown that was on her face earlier had become a smile.
"Last but not least the sword wielder." Said the prince, gesturing in Swordfighters direction. "It's your time to shine sword"
The blue fighter sprung from his sitting position with glee. Getting in position in front of the blue hair "I'm ready. Lay it on me!" ecstatically said the blond, feeling excited on learning a new move.
"Okay, here it comes" said Marth.
He can't believe it, he's going to a new power! Creating Force-fields. Imagine what he could do with it! If he had that ability he would-
A yellow ball hit Swordfighter in the face, disrupting out of his train of thought. He tripped over his own foot-face planting in the ground.
"And you failed spectacularly." Brawler said sarcastically. "Why am I not surprised?"
Swordfighter gave the fist-fighter a death glare, staring intently on his eyes. "Come on now Brawler, not everyone makes it on the first attempt, it's all about trial and error." Marth said to the red fighter before looking at the blonde. "Sword, get up. We're going to try this again."
Swordfighter quickly rose to his feet, preparing to shield against the yellow sphere. When Marth tossed the ball at him however, it hit the sword wielder in the torso; bouncing right off the fighter onto the floor. Rolling for several moments till it came to a complete stop.
"What's the big deal? Why isn't it working for me?!" questioned Swordfighter.
"There's no need to fret, Swordfighter" Said the lord. "Some people just take longer to learn. That's all. You just need more practice."
"Yeah, practice. That's what I need." The sword wielder said to himself. "Alright let's do this again. Perhaps third times the charm?"
15 minutes later
Swordfighter had been attempting to activate his force-field but to no avail. Being continuously hit with the yellow ball-time after time again. Despite the continuous failures, he refused to stop; the sword wielder wasn't the type to give up. The fighter kept his wits throughout the humiliation, not stopping until he mastered the art of shielding.
Or he would've if Marth hadn't stop throwing the ball, tossing it to wooden chest-locking it with a golden key.
"What are you doing?" the blond questioned the prince "We're not done yet, I still need to create a force-field."
Marth put the key in his pocket, after he was done locking up, he faced the impatient sword wielder "Sword. We have been training for quite a while. It's time to take a break."
"Take a Break?! No way! Need to complete my training, I almost got it."
"Well you have 'gotten' this for fifteen minutes straight." Panned the swordsman. "It's time to rest, we could work on this later."
"But-"
"Swordfighter, you will learn to create shields eventually. I promise. It's not going to run away; but for now we need to relax. We can try this again next time."
"I-…But-…*sigh*…fine." Pouted Swordfighter, folding his arms in disappointed.
"Trust me. I know how it feels to fail, but I assure you. You will get better. Failure is the best teacher after all."
"Whatever you say Marth." The blonde said enthusiastically.
"Don't be so down, Sword." Consoled the blue haired prince. "Maybe next time we could include Snake for training, I'm sure he would be happy to help you perfect your techniques." Sounds of heavy footsteps came from the gym entrance, Marth turned his head towards the door; his mouth curling into a smile. "Well speak of the devil."
"Hello Marth." The solider greeted the lord, He rotated his head to meet the eyes of the trio "Sword, Brawler, Gunner. All's going well with training I presume?"
"Hi Snake." Said the blue haired man "We're learning how to generate shields, Gunner and Brawler succeeded in their task; but Swordfighter however, is struggling."
"Yeah he is absolutely terrible at it." Snide the fist-fighter.
"Oh shut up you!" Shouted the blond.
Snake gave a slight smile, before hiding it with a deadpanned look. "Is that so?"
"Yeah, I'm trying my best but it's not working." said the blue fighter as he dusted his shirt from the dust.
"Well Sword, you need to keep at it. If you tried but failed; get back up and do it again. Eventually, you'll get it. Quitting now will only assure that you'll never learn it." Said Snake.
"I know that." Replied the sword wielder. "It's just difficult you know? I just need to find a way to understand it."
"And I'm sure you'll find a way, just need to find. That's all."
"So Snake, what brings you to the gym? Came here for a little exercise have we?" said the prince.
"No." replied the serviceman, his voice becoming very hoarse. "Lucario wanted me to check on how you guys are progressing with training."
"Well are doing quite fine Mr. Snake. We're breezing through this with flying color." Said the shooter before looking at Swordfighter. "Well…most of us."
"Alright then." Said Snake. "I'm going to report back to Lucario, you all just- "Suddenly beeped in his utility belt. The solider took out a small device of some kind, looking at the notification on the screen before his eyes opened wide."
"We got a Newcomer!" Snake shouted to the group.
"A Newcomer?!" Exclaimed Marth.
"Newcomer? What's a newcomer?" questioned Swordfighter, becoming worried with how the two are reacting.
If Snake heard his question, he didn't show it. The solider put the machine back in his belt before heading towards the exit. He open it with a sense of urgency before gesturing the rest to follow suit. "We need to go to the control room. Come on!"
The group followed snake, they went through a combination of hallways and corridors before stopping at a set of metallic double doors. The solider pushed them open, inviting everyone inside.
The room was massive in size; no doubt the biggest place in the mansion. There were rows of seats on the backside of the area; they were structured like the desk in a college classroom; the chairs set from down to up-like a pyramid.
A large monitor was built into the wall; showing data and pictures that the trio couldn't possibly comprehend. Lastly, there was a robot hooked up to a set of monitors, paying attention to all of the screens; this was the same robot that participated in chasing the fighter one week ago.
"R.O.B!" shouted Marth, dashing to the robot's side "Is it true? Have we found a newcomer?"
"[That is indeed correct!]" Said the robot, plugging some inputs on the keyboard "[I have located the Smasher, he is right here]" The screen showed a map of the WOT; a red dot glowed on the chart, pin-pointing to a large landmass in the middle of the ocean.
"You know what this means right?" Snake said to Marth and R.O.B:
"[Yes. This is the beginning of another Newcoming.]" The robot said, looking back at the solider.
"Wait! Hold on just a minute!" yelled the fist-fighter. The residents that were cramped together watching the monitor, turned back towards Brawler in surprise. "What the hell are you guys talking about? What is a Newcoming?" said Brawler, pointing to the map.
"Oh right, I forgot your guys are still new here." The prince said rubbing the back of his head. "Alright. I told you once that this land can create new Smashers correct?"
"Yeah, so" replied Brawler.
"Well we never explained how it actually works. Let me explain, every now and again this world enters a period where it creates a certain amount of fighters; bringing them into existence one at a time. We call this phenomenon: The Newcoming." Answered Marth.
"Newcomers" said the prince. "Are Smashers that have been born in the most recent Newcoming, Are materialized somewhere in this realm. It's our job to find these Newcomers and bring them back here."
"But how are you going to find them." Questioned Gunner. "The World of Trophies is a big place, it'll be impossible to know where they are."
"[That's not an issue, we can track them all the way from here.]" Said R.O.B.
"You can track them?" Swordfighter said with surprise.
"Yes. When a new Smasher is created, they leave a massive energy signature that can be picked up from miles. We created a machine that can pick up these signal; leading us the way the Newcomer. Pretty neat huh." Said the solider.
"So you can track Newcomers where ever they are? Even when they're moving?" The fist-fighter asked Snake."
"Yep."
"So where's the Smasher now?" asked the blue fighter.
"[The Newcomer has been located within Techma Fields; valley that is not far from here, I estimate arrival time would be approximately 30 minutes.]"
"So you guys are going out to rescue this Smasher." Swordfighter said the bearded man.
"Yes. We will be ready to leave very shortly." The solider replied to the sword wielder, his voice booming with confidence.
"Okay, we'll get our stuff. We all be ready to leave when-"
"Now hold on there." Said Snake, interrupting the fighter. "I didn't say you were coming with us."
"What?! Why not!" demanded the blonde, becoming visibly upset.
"Because you're not ready. The three of you had literally been born a week ago. You're still new to this world." Answered the Serviceman. "This is a job for well-trained veterans; you're still amateurs in the art of fighting. Maybe when you get better in the techniques of Smash you can come join but for now it's a 'no'."
"Actually, it may not be such a bad idea." Said the Prince, getting attention from the bearded solider.
"Marth, you can't be serious."
"Snake I know how it sounds, but it could be beneficial. If they had more hand-on experience they might progress faster in training; maybe even help them unlock powers hidden deep inside them. It's worth a try."
"No, it's too dangero-"
"They won't be going in alone, they'll be with the search team the entire time. Besides, the three of them are going to Techma Fields-It's a relatively safe place to be going to.
"I don't know."
"They're not helpless Snake, Keep in mind. They put up a good fight when we were chasing them. They will have no trouble fending off for themselves."
"Hmmmm." Hummed Snake, putting a hand to his chin as he was deep in thought "Alright. You can go, but the three of you will have to listen to our instructions. Are we clear?"
"Crystal clear Mr. Snake!" said Swordfighter, feeling excited he has been invited to an adventure. "Hey Brawler, Gunner, are you guys ready to go?" The blonde said to his companions.
"Actually Sword, I'm going to sit this one out. I don't feel like I'm ready to head out into the world. I'm going to stay here." Said the shooter.
"Aw, are you sure? You'll be missing out." Said the sword wielder.
"Yep, I'm pretty sure." Answered the girl.
"Yeah I'm with Gunner, I'm not leaving." Said the fist-fighter, folding his arms against his chest. "I don't feel like we should be going this early in our training. We still have much to learn."
"Guess that only leaves me." Swordfighter sighed with disappointment before facing the solider behind him.
"So when are we going?"
"Soon." Said the solider-grabbing a map from the table. "R.O.B. let the volunteers know that we got a newcomer on our hands. I'll take Swordfighter with me towards the airship to warm up our ride."
"[Sounds like a plan.]" Replied R.O.B.
"Aright kid, come with me. There's a space ship that's calling our names." The solider said to the blue fighter.
"Ok!" Nodded the sword wielder, turning his head towards his friends. "I'll be going now guys, wish me luck!"
Gunner waved goodbye whiles Brawler rolled his eyes with mild annoyance.
Swordfighter signaled towards the two, before following Snake out of the room. Closing the door with mild force as they prepared to go on their adventure.
"Wow, this is so cool!" Exclaimed Swordfighter, pressing his face against the window; gazing his eyes towards the sea, far out as the eye can see.
A small group of smashers had went aboard the ship, flying to their destination. There was only six fighters present on the space vessel: A blond psychic, a midget astronaut, a red plumber, Lucario, Snake, and Swordfighter himself. They had a mission to complete: Find the Newcomer and bring them back to base; the sword wielder has no idea what awaits them on land, but for some reason, he felt very confident they will succeed.
"Enjoying the view Swordfighter?" said the jackal, joining the blue fighter in staring out into the ocean.
"Yep! The scenery is quite beautiful; almost looks like a painting." Said the blond.
"Indeed it is." Chuckled the Lucario, giving the window one last glance before rotating his head at the fighter. "Hey Sword, have you regained some of your memories?"
The sword wielder sighed heavily before drooping his head towards the floor. "No. I still don't remember anything of my pervious life. It's really frustrating to not know who I'm really am."
"I imagine so." Console the Lucario, feeling sympathy for the blond "You know it's really strange, it's not normal for a smasher to lose their memories after they're born. Amnesia is practically impossible for people like us."
"Yet somehow, it actually happened." Huffed Swordfighter. "I just hope this isn't permanent."
"Don't worry Sword." The canine put a paw over his shoulder "We'll do everything in our power to help you and your friends in any way we can. Don't give up just yet."
The blond smiled weakly at the blue-furred Smasher "Thanks Lucario, I appreciate it."
"Don't mention it." The canine said to sword wielder. The jackal looked back at the corridor he came through, hearing muffled voices behind the steel door.
"I think it's time to meet up with the others back in the cockpit."
"Alright, lead the way."
The two of them went through the passageway, reaching to the other end of the hall. The creature open the door with a paw; allowing them entrance into the flight deck.
"So what's the plan when we a arrive at our destination" Questioned the plumber, his voice very thick with an Italian accent.
"Same thing we always do Mario." Said the solider, rearranging the parts of his pistol. "Get in, get the Newcomer, and get out. It'll be the same like any other rescue mission."
Snake turned his head in the direction of the astronaut piloting the ship. "Olimar, how close are we to the valley?"
"Almost there." Said the spaceman; not moving his head to talk to Snake "We should arrive there any second now."
"Okay. Lucas, do we have all the supplies we need for the trip?" The bearded man said to the child.
"Everything's been packed Mr. Snake." said the blond, peeking into the large tan bag.
"Good." Muttered the solider, he put his complete gun back at his holster; pulling out a cigarette for a smoke "Now we have everything we need to explore the outback of Techma Fields."
"What is Techma Fields?" piped Swordfighter, pouring out a cup of water from a water cooler in the corner of the room."
"Ah Sword, I didn't hear you come in." Snake said before taking a deep breathe from his cigarette, puffing out a deep cloud of smoke. "We are heading towards Techma Fields; a valley full of a wide assortment of flowers. The plants there are much more exotic than the ones back home, so be mindful when coming in contact with the greenery.
"So we're essentially going to a flower garden? Doesn't seem too dangerous." Spoke Sword, sipping the cold water from his mug with satisfaction.
"Oh but it is." Said Lucas whiles he zipped up the bag. "That place is filled with Buzzards. They are very vicious and scary."
"Buzzards?" Swordfighter said in confusion.
"He's talking about the killer bee's that are native to Techma Fields." Lucario answered to the blond.
"What's so deadly about a couple of bees?"
"These are not ordinary bees" said Mario "These a insects are the size of a fully grown human, they're body made of a metal and oil; but that's not the worst a part; what's worse is that they have the ability to shoot missiles from their a stingers."
"MISSILES!?" cried the sword wielder.
"Yes you heard him right, missiles." Snake said, sitting comfy into a recliner. "This is why I was adamant about bring you along with us; there are too many dangers in this world for the average Smasher to handle. I didn't think you're ready for this mission-and still don't. If you want to bail, you can just wait in the ship till we come back. We won't blame you, if you choose to do so."
The blond fighter recomposed himself, now wanting to appear as a coward in front of his peers. "Its fine, I can handle it; was just a bit surprised is all."
"Whatever you say sword." The solider said to Swordfighter, not believing the sword wielder at all."
"Gentleman, we have arrived at our destination!" shouted Olimar. "We'll be landing in ten minutes, so I suggest you get ready!"
"You heard the spaceman. Let's go." Said Snake.
The group gathered their supplies from the corner of the cockpit. They headed out the door except the astronaut. Who gripped the wheel with his tiny hands; focusing very intently out the window.
The ship landed on the hard soil, shaking the surrounding area with a mild force before coming to a straight stop. The door opened to the cold breeze, an escalator extended from the hull of the ship, connecting to the door and the dry dark soil.
The Smashers went down the steps; placing their feet on the ground. They all began to take some supplies out of the bag except Swordfighter; who was observing the environment-taking in every detail he could find.
They were in a field of green grass, the flowers that covered the valley were the size of trash cans, shining brightly based on the color of their petal; but that wasn't the weirdest part.
The weirdest part was the fact that it was completely dark outside, he looked up into the sky to see the moon glowing brightly with a white hue; instead of the sun that warmed up their bodies a couple moments ago.
"Why is it midnight?" Swordfighter said to his fellow Smashers. "It was morning when we left, but now it's dark out here. What's up with that?"
"The valley is enchanted." Said the Lucario; observing the map that Snake handed to him on the ship. "Makes it so that it always appears dark, whether it's day or night."
"How does that work?"
"Don't know; despite living here for many years, we have yet to understand the true nature of this realm." The canine turned towards Snake and said "So which direction should we take?"
According to the device, the signal is coming from somewhere north."
"Alright then, we should get a moving. We're losing daylight." Piped the plumber.
"But isn't it already dark outside." Said Lucas
"Yeah but…well…*sigh*" Sighed Mario. "You know what I meant. Let's just a go."
The six Smashers went along the trail they continued on the path for 15 minutes. Walking along the giant flowers as they talked amongst themselves.
"Hey Lucario, can I ask you a question?" Asked the sword wielder.
"Sure, what is it?" said the blue furred canine.
"You have a machine that can track Newcomers anywhere in the world right?"
"Yes, we do. However the energy that is emitted from the Newcomer slowly fades over time. Eventually the fighter would stop putting off signals for the tracker to pick up."
"Okay, well me and my friends were "born" about a week ago, wouldn't you guys know beforehand that we were coming over to the mansion from the tracking machine you keep inside your basement?"
"Yeah that's the thing." said the creature, rubbing the back of his head. "The three of you didn't show up on the monitor."
"We didn't show up?!" exclaimed Swordfighter, being shocked by this new found information. "How?"
"I'm still trying to figure that out. We're working on the theory that was a glitch in a system. Which might explain why you didn't appear on the map." Replied the jackal.
"Do you think it's possible it bugged out?"
"It's all we have to go on so far."
"Hopefully that's the case." Said Sword, feeling quite unsettle at what this possibly means. "I just wish it doesn't turn out that something wrong with me and-"
"Stop!" Said the solider leading the group putting a hand behind towards his teammates.
"What's a wrong Snake?" Asked the plumber.
The man stood silently, listening closely to the sounds around him. He stayed like that for several seconds when his eyes opened wide in alarm.
"Something's coming, Hide!" hissed Snake.
"Hide?! Bu-But where do we-" Whispered the sword wielder before being interrupted. "The Grass. Get into Cover!" Snake pointed to the one of the tall patches of grass next to him, swaying weakly in the wind.
The Smashers scrambled to hide within the tall long blades of greenery. They stayed put, hoping to get a peek at the creature.
They got their wish.
A large insectoid-like creature was flying through the air, landing on top on one of the flower buds. This animals appeared to look like a bee of sorts: its exoskeleton was made of metal-with lines of chipped yellow paint marked on right on the surface of its abdomen. The eyes were glowing orange; projecting a beam of colored light straight out of its head-like a built in search light looking for pray. Its wings were made of pure electricity, sparking with fury in the dead off the night. The most bizarre part was the stinger: instead of a needle, there was a large cannon of sorts. This "cannon" was cylindrical in nature-its material seemingly made of a rock-like substance.
This must be the monster that Mario described earlier.
"Is that a Buzzard?" the sword wielder said quietly, looking at the winged beast.
"Yeah, that's one of them." The astronaut whispered to the blond. "They're usually out harvesting food this time of day; but as long as we don't disturb them we should be fine."
The Buzzard was positioning itself over the flower; the petals opening up by itself, exposing the inside of the flower. When it opened up, sparks erupted from the stigma; brushing harmlessly against the bee.
The insect plunged its "Stinger" right into the flower; absorbing the sparks into its cannon by some unknown force.
"What's it doing?" questioned the blue fighter.
"Seems to be harvesting the fireworks from the flower." Answered the jackal.
"Fireworks?! What the heck is-"
"We'll explain later, just stay quiet." hushed Snake, readying his pistol in hand in case they were spotted.
The bug kept collecting the energy from the plant, as it absorbed the colors of the petals began to dim. When the Buzzard finished collecting the sparks, the flower was faded to a dull gray.
Feeling satisfied, the bee flew away, shrinking into the distance as its light shined brightly into the night.
When the coast was clear. The group moved out of the grass; continuing on the dirt path.
"Would someone tell me what just happened just now?" said Swordfighter.
"Yes, an explanation is in order." Said the jackal out loud, he stopped in his tracks; gesturing to one of the many flowers that grew on the side of the road. "You see these flowers?"
"Yeah I see them."
"These flowers are not like other flowers. These plants contain a large amount of pyrotechnic energy in their ovules. If they are disturbed in anyway, the flower will expel the energy; launching fireworks into the air."
Lucario walked over to one of the flowers. "Observe." He said as the canine pressed his paw against the plant.
Like he described, a firework shot out of the stigma. The projectile soared into the sky; exploding in sparks of red and gold.
"WOAH!" Shouted Sword, being very excited from the display.
"This energy is a valuable food source for the Buzzards, they harvest it from the flowers; providing a sustainable supply for their stomachs and stingers."
"Wow, that-…that's amazing!" The sword wielder said, admiring the sparkling debris lingering in the night sky.
"It sure is; maybe when we get back to base, I can give you a closer look into these fine specimens."
"You have these flowers at the mansion?!"
"Indeed we do, they're usually kept in the greenhouse. We use them on special occasions for-"
*BANG* *BANG* *BANG*
A series of loud explosions caught the attention of the Smashers, looking over in the distance they can see a barrage of fireworks blasting off in the distance; creating a marvelous grand finale.
"What's a happening over there!?" Cried Mario.
"Something is disturbing the flowers; setting them off." Answered Lucario.
"What could be disturbing the plants?" said Swordfighter.
"Perhaps it's the Newcomer!" the young boy declared.
"It's a possibility." Replied the jackal "Snake where is the signal coming from?"
Snake looked back at the device in his hand. "It's coming from over there!" the solider pointed to the display of fireworks.
"Well let's go!" shouted Olimar. "There's a Newcomer that's our help!"
The six fighters sprinted towards the explosions, leaving a variety of footprints in the cold dirt.
The Smashers came to the source of the exploding fireworks. They came upon an entire patch filled with the sparkling flowers. In the middle of the field, was a boy. A boy with brown hair, big eyes, and a red shirt with the number 1 on it.
The child was frolicking through the parcel of flowers, tapping them as he skipped; releasing missiles of sparks into the sky.
"That must be our Newcomer!" Lucario said to the rest of his team, he turned his body to the boy; calling out him to get his attention. "Little boy! Oh little boy!"
The Newcomer turned his head towards the group as he activated another flower. Projecting another firework into the sky. Unbeknownst to all of them, the missile hit with pin point accuracy into a swarm.
A swarm of Buzzards.
The rescue team ran to the kid, Olimar stepped away from of the group-kneeling in front of the child. Panting from running all the way here.
*Pant* *Pant* "That was exhausting! I need more exercise." Said the astronaut, he looked of the Newcomer; A joyful smile plastered on his face.
"Oh hello over there!" said the boy, waving to the Smashers. "My name is Villager! It's nice to meet you." said the child as he shook the astronaut's hand. "What's your name?"
"My name is Captain Olimar, and these are my friends." Said the spaceman, gesturing to the group behind him. "And we're here to rescue you."
"Rescue me?" chuckled Villager. "Rescue me from what? There's nothing here but the pretty flowers that are all around us." Said the boy, twirling around in the long grass.
'Yep, Brawler would absolutely loathe this kid' thought Swordfighter.
"I've been playing around in it for a while; it's pretty fun. Want to join me?"
Snake was the one to speak, clearing out his throat as he began to speak "Yeah as fun as that sounds, it's not a good idea. It's dangerous to stay out here."
"Dangerous?" Questioned Villager; stopping his skipping. The boy turned towards the group, the smile he had worn earlier had morphed into a confused frown. "Why is it so dangerous to stay out here?"
"Because there are monsters running around!" Piped Lucas, looking around him for potential predators. "WHAT?!" the child was in shock; his face turned white as he began to shake. "Monsters exist?!"
"It's a long story." said Mario "We'll explain a later, but know we have to get out of here before we're a spotted!"
"Too late." Spoke the solider, looking up into the sky.
"Too late?" The Italian replied, facing towards Snake. "What are you-…OH MAMA MIA!"
A swarm of killer bees were descending upon them, aiming their "stingers" right at the smashers.
"Oh Arceus! Every get in positions. Protect the Newcomer." Ordered Lucario. The fighters formed a rings around Villager; blocking the boy from harm.
"You heard the canine." Shouted Snake, pulling out his gun from his holster. "They won't let us go without a fight! Give it all you got!'
Some of the Buzzards were charging their cannons, aiming straight at the trophies.
"GO" Yelled snake. Firing off the first shot.
Here's the end of the chapter.
I added a bit of my own creation into this. Techma Fields and the Buzzards, are original creations in the fanfiction. And I plan to add many original things as I write this story.
If you want to leave a comment on how this story can improve or suggesting story material for future chapters. Then go right ahead. Type to your heart's content.
Till next time.