Chapter 48: The Heist

The group did their best do not draw attention to themselves as they walked to their destination; the last thing they need was witnesses to their future crime. They loitered around the slot machines, eyeing their target: A hallway with two shadow men guarding the door, they were both holding guns.

"I'm going to the bathroom, R.O.B. give them a text when I give the signal." Snake was going to move when the robot's voice spoke.

"[Hold on Snake, the guards might see you enter the bathroom.]"

"How's that a problem?"

"[They might be aware of you when they go inside, I don't to risk it; we need to take their eyes of the door for a moment.]"

"That could be a problem, so how are we going to divert their attention?" Meta-Knight said.

"I can think of something. Can I use the tablet for a moment, Snake? I'm going to need it." Lucario asked.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to play stupid." Lucario took the device in his pays, being careful not to crush it under his immense strength. "Just slip in the bathroom when you get an opportunity." The blue jackal went up to the guards, the one wearing a comedy mask held up his hand to the fighter.

"This floor is restricted, sir. You're not allowed to go further than this point."

"Oh sorry about that, I didn't mean to intrude on your watch but I really need help with something."

The other guard wore a tragedy mask tilted his head. "Help with what exactly?"

Lucario showed the guards his tablet. "I recently bought this from the store and I don't know how to work it? Do you think you can give me some tips?"

The two shadow men stood dumfounded.

"Is this dumbass serious?" Whispered tragedy mask.

"Shut up, man. At least it's not bathroom duty. " Hushed comedy mask. "Uh… sure I'll tell you how to turn it on, let's see here…"

"What the hell is he doing?" Bowser scratched his head in confusion as head overheard the conversation.

"The dumb tourist stereotype, very simple but very effective." Snake tightened his bandana. "Keep an eye on the communicator." He said as he handed it to the turtle. "I'm going in."

Snake quickly sneaked in the bathroom, the carpeted floor aided in his stride as he careful closed the door, hiding behind a large trash can that placed in the corner of the room. "I'm in position." The solider said into his Codec.

"[Okay, I'm going to send the guards, be ready.]" R.O.B. used the data he got from the computer to get access the communication network of the casino's security, once he found it, he send a text that would surely get the men to move.

The phones on both shadow men vibrated, they took out their devices and looked at their messages to great displeasure.

"I spoke too soon."

"Someone threw the soap dispensers into one of the toilets?! God! I hate this part of the job, why can't the boss hire someone else to handle it? Why do we both have to go?"

"No use complaining, let's get this over with."

It was disgusting but the two henchmen had no other choice, the thought of them getting chewed out by their boss frightened them to their core. They went into the male restroom, taking a look at the sink it was easily noticed that the soap dispenser was there.

"It's still here. Something is not adding up."

"Maybe text was a mistake; we can go just go back to our post."

"We should at least check the stalls at least."

"Eh, fine."

There were three stalls in the restroom, after checking the bowls of the first and second, they opened the third and used a flashlight to search through the toilet.

"I knew it!" The guard wearing the tragedy mask exclaimed. "There was no mess at all."

"I guess you were right, but still, why would we get a text if the bathroom was fine?" Replied the one in the comedy mask

"Who cares, let's get back before the boss thinks we're pissing aroun-" He stiffened all of a sudden as if he was struck like lightning, his eyes dropped lazily as he collapsed to the floor.

"The hell!?"

The guard was going to pick his friend onto feet when he saw a small dart piercing his neck. "What on earth?" Suddenly, he pricked by something on the back of his neck, his brain shut off, falling onto the floor like his buddy.

Snake put his tranq gun back into the holster and immediately contacted R.O.B. "It's done, but I still have to hide the bodies."

"[Alright, just wait by the entrance with the others when you're done.]"

Snake dragged both guards further into the stall before locking on the inside, and then he crawled under the gap of the partition and left through the door.

His team was waiting in the darkness of the hallway. Lucario looked at him with curiosity.

"So?"

"Didn't even break a sweat. They're napping inside the stalls; they won't be bothering by anyone for quite a while."

"How far does this stairs go?" Bowser asked, looking over the railing of staircase.

"[It should be at 10 flights.]" R.O.B. said.

"10 FLIGHTS!?" Wario gasped in shock. "That's too much for me, isn't there an elevator we can take instead?"

"[There is actually, but it's heavily guarded and only Jack has access to it. Sorry Wario, but this is the best we have.]"

"This is not fair."

"Want me to give you a piggy-back ride to save you from the horrors of exercise, Mr. Tub of lard?" Bowser laughed at his own joke at Wario's expense. "Oh, I love making fat jokes." He chuckled as he went down the stairs, followed by most of the Smashers.

"Why do I always get the short-end of the stick?" The fat man lamented as he sulked down the steps.

It took a toll on their legs, but they made it to the bottom. The walls appeared to be brick-layered, all painted over white paint. The floor was polished more than any of the furniture or decorations in the entirety of the Casino, and even though there were few lights scattered among the ceiling, they were high-grade quality. This was the most well maintained place in the whole building despite being very bland.

"Lower your voices. That must be the room where they look over the footage." Meta-Knight pointed to a door over to the left of the corridor. It was made of refined steel and had no window indicating what's inside. Jack Grey paid no expense on security. "Lucario, how many are there?"

The Pokémon closed his eyes to activate his aura vision; he was silent for several seconds when his eyebrows rose. "We have a problem."

"What?" Asked Snake.

"There are at least six and seven guards in the room, and I think they're carrying…" The blue canine squinted through his eyes to get see clearer. "Machine guns. They're all have machine guns!" Winced Lucario.

"R.O.B., I thought you said there was only going to be two or three guards at most, what's going on?" Snake Demanded.

"[Huh? That shouldn't be right; the documents showed it was going to be a minimum of two. It has to… no, Jack must have boosted security for the tournament. Dammit! I should have taken this in account!]"

"It's fine R.O.B., we can handle this. Don't beat yourself over it."

"Just six guards, ha! This will be easy." Boasted Bowser.

"You honestly think that?" The Gerudo had a disapproving expression on his face.

"We may be evenly matched, but we're literally invincible! They pose no threat, we can crush them easily."

"Coming from the Tri-Force of Power, this is absurd, even for you." He shook his head side to side before he explained "They can rack up our percentages with those machine guns, not to mention they could have more weapons inside. But that not what concerns me."

"Hm?" Bowser raised an eyebrow.

"What concerns me is this; if we go in head on, even if we manage to take out the guards with no causalities, they would no doubt try to alert the entire Casino. Including Jack Grey."

"Oh, that's right. I forgot all about that bastard." Wolf snarled to himself, shaking off the memories of Jack Grey giving off the prize to that damn Doberman.

"So how are we going to do now? We can't go any further with taking these guys out?" Snake said.

"Non-lethally, of course." Lucario added.

"[Well, we can't go through the front door; it's locked from the inside.]" Spoke the robot.

"So there's no other entry point?" The solider looked at the door in contempt, trying to find a weak point they can exploit.

"[There's a vent by the lower-bottom corner of the door, but it's so small, not even Meta-Knight could fit through.]"

Bowser knelt down to the floor, carefully ripping of the grate of its hinges and putting the piece of metal off to the side. "Can we use Snake's missile to guide it the room?"

"That will only alert the guards, and probably kill them." Reaffirmed Ganon

"Then what-"

*Crunch*

The sound of something cracking interrupted the tone of the heist; everyone turned their heads to see Wario awkwardly munching on an onion ring. "What?"

"Boy, what are you doing?" Ganondorf spoke.

"I'm having a snack; it helps me calm my nerves when I'm stressed." On the fat fighter's clothes a visible stain accompanied by yellow crumbs led into his pocket.

Lucario mouth was hung open, Wario was most infamous for his disgusting take on personal hygiene, but this was a new low. "Wario… did you take all of the onion rings from the dinner and put it into your overalls?"

"Of course, I couldn't let my food go to waste. I paid for it after all."

"I gave you money so you can order."

"Uh… well… I still used it; I have a self-obligation to finish my meals. It's my duty? Yes it's my duty. My self-fulfilled duty!" Wario smiled unconvincingly as he burped. "Whoops."

"You disgusting pile of fat and grease." Ganondorf towered over the yellow fighter, staring him down with his evil eye. "Your incompetence is unacceptable! If you were of my minions I would've have executed you on the spot."

Wario shook nervously as he accidently farted, which only intensified the feeling of repulsiveness within all the Smashers. This was especially true with Wolf, who scowled at the whole scene whiles leaning up against a wall.

'What a pathetic loser, who he got into this world is beyond me.' If Wolf had a hit list, Wario would be among the very top. The leader of Star Wolf didn't hate the fatty because he did something personal against him that would warrant vengeance. Wario was just ugly, inside and out. Trying not to feel disturbed by his ugly mustache is a challenge, but dealing with his antics is a job in of it of itself. The canine could remember his first impressions of Wario: How he tried to steal food from the kitchen, how he tried to hit on the women only resulting of them running away or punching him in the face, or his unhealthy eating habits.

The only "interesting" part about Wario, was his supernatural ability to harness the bodily gas inside of him to attack, it was unorthodox but it proved to be quite powerful. He would hate himself to suggest this, but they're grasping at straws here. Hopefully this idea will work.

"Hey, I have an idea of how we can get inside that locked room." He got the attention of his team within a moment's notice.

"[I'm all open to any ideas, what's your suggestion?]" Asked R.O.B.

"You know how Wario caused the infamous "Hot Chili Incident", and how we had to evacuate certain parts of the mansion for several days?"

Wario hung his head in shame. "I was hoping you would forget by now."

Wolf ignored him. "We can use Wario's "talent" to go use. If he were to fart into the vent we can knock out henchmen inside."

The group cringed in disgust but had to admit, it wasn't a bad plan at all.

"Is Wario's… ugh… gas even capable as acting out as a sedative?" Said Bowser.

"[Oh, for sure.]" Agreed R.O.B. "[It wouldn't be effective in the open, but in closed spaces, it can. By overtaking the oxygen, the methane can block breathable air to the lung, which would knock anyone to unconsciousness.]"

Snake looked to Wario. "Are you able to do it?"

"Ah… Yeah, I can." Wario reaffirmed, standing up straight like a solider.

"Then get your fat ass into that hole!" Said Bowser. "We don't have a day!"

Wario grumbled as he went over to the square hole in the wall, he pressed his rump as far into the crevices as he can. Once he was sure it in securely. He asked one last thing from his teammates. "Can you not tell anybody about this? I want this to leave the group."

"Sure thing, Wario. I won't tell anybody." Promised Lucario.

"I will." Spoke the canine. "I'm not going to let this story go to waste."

The fat man scowled at Wolf before getting on to his business, his gut rumbled like a train as he pressured his body to unleash his ultimate weapon. When he was ready, he let it rip.

*TWAAPP!*

Several moments went by an nothing happened, at first it was assumed the plan was bust, but then they heard the shouts coming from the other room.

"You guys smell that?"

"It smells like something had died!"

"Hey guys, it's getting kind of hard to breathe in here."

"This is unbearable! I'm getting out of here!"

"Someone, block the door!" Commanded Snake.

Bowser ran out to the door and pressed his entire body weight against it. The door knob was jiggled sporadically and bangs could be heard from the door. Soon the shouts evolved into screams.

"It won't open!"

"Are we trapped?!"

"What's happening?! Is this a terrorist attack?!"

"I can't breath, I CAN"T BREATHE!"

"SOMEBODY HELP US! WE'RE DYING IN HERE!"

The sense of guilt plagued Lucario, he couldn't help but confess. "I feel bad for doing this to them."

"They would've have shot us otherwise." Ganondorf pointed out.

"I know that, but no one deserves to suffer like… that." Lucario gestured to the security room. "Well, maybe except Tabuu."

"They will be alright…. I think." Said Snake.

The voices simmered down until it morphed into absolute silence. Bowser stood back, taking long breaths into his lungs. "They stopped, I think we took out of them equation."

"[Now, I'll have to disable the cameras. One of you will have to connect me to computer.]" R.O.B. explained.

"What?! You want us to go in that biohazard? You must be homicidal."

"[Oh, don't get your wires in a twist. We're invulnerable, so stop acting it's a life or death situation. We need to get rid of the cameras; that's non-negotiable.]"

"Well then who's going to volunteer?" Wario turned to see his friends looking at him with meaning. "Oh, come on!"

"You're the one who dealt it, so you will have to deal with it." Snake handed him the communicator. "Besides, think about how the women back at the mansion, if they hear about how you tried to help the Newcomer, they might start to love you."

Lucario looked at the solider with confusion, tilting his head to the side as he opened their private telepathic link with each other. "What are you talking about Snake? The females Smashers liken Wario akin to a pile of garbage."

"Lucario, let me do my thing." Snake told his furry friend.

"When you put it that way." The fat Smasher snatched the device with a device with a stupid but devilish grin. "I'll gladly volunteer." Wario put his hands on the door knob.

"Wario, wait-" Meta-Knight tried to warn him but he wasn't fast enough. The moment the door opened, the yellowish-green gas began to seep into the hallway. The Smashers protected their noses to prevent any further attacks by the smell.

"What are you waiting for? Do your job already!" Shouted the turtle, his booming commanded Wario to run into the green fog, navigating over the passed out bodies on the floor. 'Man, they really got knocked out didn't they? I got to lay of the onions'

The Smasher found the computer console and plugged the communicator into the USB port. "It's in."

"[Give me a second.]"

Wario eyes were watering, trying his best not to breathe in. 'Yep, really need to lay off the onions; this is unbearable, even for me!'

"[It's done, you can leave now.]"

He didn't need to be told twice. He unplugged the device and bolted out of there as fast as he can, but not before tripping over one of the guards and face-planting outside.

Lucario carefully inserted his arm into the doorway and flicked on an electric switch, turning on the fan. The he slammed the door shut, panting heavily. "That should clear it up. Now you see how we feel whenever you fart near us."

"It's part of my power." Wario stated as he got back up to his feet,

"Doesn't mean you have to use it indoors, but enough lecturing." The Pokémon knelt down to Wario's level to speak to R.O.B. "What's the next step of instructions?"

"[Since the security cameras are in my control, your team can freely explore without getting caught on tape.]"

"There are still guards roaming around." Ganondorf reminded.

"I can you my Aura Vision to spot them ahead of time, it's no problem." Lucario said "Snake, since you have the tablet, would you mind being our guide?"

"Indeed not." The solider pulled out the electronic pad out, he scanned his eyes several times on the screen before announcing to his team. "We need to continue going straight, let's go, the time window's getting shorter."

Nods of agreement were visible throughout the group; they silent marched on down the corridor with purpose. Wario stood there dumbfounded; then deadpanned at his team.

"Uh, you're welcome!" Mocked the fat Smasher. "Hey! Wait up for me!"

"We're almost there, just need to take several turns." Snake said.

The mission was going well for the most part, aside from the disgusting improvisation they we're forced to use, there were no problems what so ever. However, they can't afford to be lenient. They still had the issue of what to do when Jack Grey discovers this year's prize to be missing.

Bowser was popping his fingers as he walked. "You think Jack would assume it was us?"

"It's very likely he would." Ganondorf said. "He'll put two and two together and become thirsty for our blood. Its best leave before that happens,"

"So we run like hell and never come back? Ha, that just reeks of cowardice." Wolf scoffed.

"There's a fine line between cowardice and self-preservation, Wolf." Lucario explained as he kept his eyes closed. "We are trying to keep causalities at a minimum, just get in and get out. I know you think you can handle Jack, and I'm sure if we can work together to do so. But you're not taking account his deceptive power lever, not to mention his loyal henchmen that are all around the place. We'll fight if have to, but for now the plan is to get the Newcomer and never to return to this establishment."

"Yeah sure, just watch. I'm betting the next Newcomer will be in Jack's office." Wolf said sarcastically.

"Don't jinx yourself; it's not a healthy habit." Warned Meta-Knight.

"Whatever."

They we're about to turn a corner when Lucario stopped in his tracks, he extended his arm from his body to prevent the rest of the team from proceeding further. "I sense three coming. Stay on guard."

Peeking around the wall, the Pokémon could three shadowmen coming out of a door, all wearing tragedy masks. They ironically laughed and shared stories with each other as they exited out of view. Once the coast was clear Lucario signaled to the group. "I can't sense them anymore, we can go now."

"Hey, what's this?" Wario walked out of the hiding space to observe two metal doors attached to the wall. One was dull and grey, the same door that the guards came from, and the other was made from gold. "These doors look different from the rest we saw so far."

"[I'm sorry, I didn't catch that? What looks different from the rest?]" R.O.B. asked.

"Two doors. One forged from steel and the other gold. You know what rooms they are?" Questioned Snake.

"[Hold on. Okay let's see… you by the main vault and the doors are different colors, uh… Oh! I know what they are!]"

"What?"

"[The steel door is the main vault; those men you saw earlier was probably making sure the cash is alright.]"

"Cash? Oh that sounds lovely." Wario was salivating.

"Wario." Lucario groaned.

"I know, I know." The fat Smasher sighed. "No touching."

"And the gold door?" Snake asked.

"[That's Grey's private elevator, he's spent a good part of his fortune on it oddly enough.]"

"Gold elevators, huh. That's not a bad idea; why didn't I think of that?" Bowser wondered.

"Because you're not a rich narcissistic, that's why." Lucario shook his head in disgust. "Let's go, I'm getting sick just looking at this."

The team went down the corridor with rescuing the Newcomer in their minds, but they were not the only intruders in the vault. Hiding behind the same corner the Smashers used as cover, two blackish creatures wearing green clothes carries laser swords and empty burlap sacks, eyeing the door with a greedy purpose.

They walked until they came across their destination: A large metal garage door with a mark of a white skull painted on it, right beside it was a normal metal door with a large prominent lock on it.

"So this is the second vault that Jack cares so much about… very interesting, to say the least." Meta-Knight said.

Wario scratched his head in confusion. "Hey R.O.B., we're at the vault, but there are two doors. Why?"

"[That's because those are two different entrances. The large garage door is for the artifacts and prizes and the small door is for Jack Grey himself.]"

"So that's why the lock is so weird."

"That's very informative, Mr. Robot, but how exactly are we going to get inside?" Interrupted Wolf.

"[That's the part I was dreading, I don't know how to.]"

"You brought us all the way here without a plan?" Seethed Bowser.

"[I wasn't able to get all of the information on the vault so I was forced to do this section of the plan blind.]"

"Going in blind?! I thought you we're the planning type?"

"[It's hard to prepare when you're running out of time, Bowser! It's not as easy as it looks!]"

"Can we stop arguing here? Now's really not the best time!" Lucario said. "Just tell us what you know already."

"[Okay. Okay. Sorry about that, I let me nerves get the best of me. Okay. As I said before, the small can only be opened by Jack Grey, due to the special key he possesses.]"

"Can we break or pick it?"

"[Not a chance, Wolf. The lock is sensitive, it will alarm security is anything foreign is slid into the hold. And breaking it down won't work either, that door is made to withstand missiles.]"

Snake walked up the large metal shaft and rubbed his chin. "So that leaves the garage door."

"[Going that way is also a problem. It's just as strong as the other door, and the door opener is on the other side. There is a remote can that open it, but it's possessed by the head of security and don't know where he is.]"

"Damn! We're so close. There's must something we can do."

"How heavy is the garage door?" Ganondorf asked.

"[It don't know, it doesn't say much it weighs. Why you ask?]" Probed R.O.B.

The Gerudo hunched down and took a firm grip, he was able to budge the door slightly up before letting it hit the floor again. "I think we found a weakness, if we combined all of our strength together and lift this up just enough. One of us can slip through the gap and turn on the garage opener. This is our ticket in."

"Is that plausible R.O.B." Snake told the robot on the other side of the com.

"[Actually, it might. There's no alarm on the shaft, so over-power wouldn't alert anybody. It's definitely worth a shot.]"

"So we all agree to this right? Okay then, so who's going to be the one that goes under?" Wolf questioned.

"I'll do it." Volunteered Meta-Knight. "My lack of height would be very valuable in this situation."

"Ugh, great more work. Well at least I will able to show my strength." Bowser knelt down just like Ganondorf and slid his claws under the metal. "Are you guys going to stand there googly-eyed or are you actually going to help us?"

The seven trophies with the exception of the knight did their part. They knelt down and toughen their muscles to lift the door. The combined teamwork was akin to that of a well oiled machine, they were gratefully after they pulled the slab of metal upwards from the ground.

The open space wasn't by any means huge but it was just enough for the living black ball to pass through. He tucked his wings to his sides as he crawled underneath. 'Now where is that infernal switch?' Thought Meta-Knight. Turning to his right, he could see a lone switch by the small door; pointing in a downwards direction. He ran to it and used his sword to push the lever upwards.

Relief flowed between the muscles of the trophies as the metal barrier was pull upwards. With no other obstacles, everyone convened in the vault.

"First things first." Lucario went to the switch and pulled the knob down, which made the garage door close. Then he went to the small door and unlocked it. "Don't want to leave the door wide open as we worked, the last thing we need is a guard peeking at what were doing."

"Look at this place!" Wario said. They were in some sort of large warehouse; wooden crates scattered the entire floor and containers stocked every single space on the shelf. One could imagine how many treasures and mysteries this place holds. "It's so big."

"Yeah, that's a problem." Snake observed.

"How so?"

"R.O.B. doesn't know where the Newcomer is, that'll mean we will be searching through the boxes blind, taking up all the time we have."

"[Not entirely blind.]" Spoke the robot. "[I don't know where the trophy is exactly, but I have a good idea of where it isn't.]"

"You know which boxes that don't contain Little Mac?" Ganondorf questioned.

"[Only a significant portion, but that will be enough to narrow it down. I can show the results I found on the tablet but that's it. You have to search the rest of the boxes by yourselves.]"

"But it'll take forever open up all these boxes!" Bowser argued.

"Who said we have to open them?"

"Huh?" Bowser turned to see Meta-Knight on top of a crate looking into one of the open holes inside.

"There are small holes in these crates; I assume they're there for air to get inside." The Smasher did a front flip before landing on the floor. "We can shorten our search time if we look inside the hole, not to mention we have Lucario's Aura Vision, which is capable of seeing though objects at a close distance, reducing our scavenger hunt even further."

"And I can use the tablet as a reference in case we get confused." Snake added.

"And for getting the crates open?" Wario asked.

"We'll have Ganondorf and Bowser take care of it." Snake answered. "If worse comes to worse, I can blow it open with my C4."

"[See? I knew you guys can do it! Just needed a bit of strategizing.]" R.O.B. cheered.

"But there's still the problem of the guards entering the vault." Lucario reminded.

"Your right. The head guard is still out there somewhere. We could be caught if they ever get inside." Snake said. "Someone should take watch outside."

Wario and Wolf were standing next to each other, the fat Smasher took a step backing, making it appear that Wolf stepped forward.

The canine saw this and snarled at Wario, who flinched at the thin threat. "Fine, I'll do it!"

"Here's the communicator, if anything happens, just tell R.O.B. and he'll tell me." Snake explained as he handed the device to the leader of Star Wolf.

"I also want your cigarette and lighter."

Snake frowned at this request.

"Your insane if you think I'm going out there without something to entertain myself, come on, you can live without your vice for a little bit."

The solider sighed and gave him what he asked for. "Just don't lose it. Come on let's get searching." Said the solider as the team dispersed, leaving Wolf all alone.

The wild canine flicked the fighter and used it light the cigarette. He relaxed as the smoke went into his lungs. "I forgot how useful these were back in my flying days, after this mission I'm going to check out the drugstore in town for more." Wolf went to the small metal door and exited into the hallway. Where he saw the three shadowmen from earlier, one of them had a badge that said: Head of Security on it.

The Smasher and henchmen stared in each other in absolute surprise, the cigarette fell out of the canine's open mouth and hit the ground with a small thud. Then the door slammed shut, bring everyone to reality.

Wolf took out his blaster and shot projectiles of energy at two of the men, knocking them down on the floor. He wasn't fast enough to shoot the guard with the badge, he did a kicked the gun out of his paws and went into a fighting stance.

The fighter showed his claws and began slashing at his opponent, the shadowman was able to block most of the hits, but the final blow flung the enemy into the air and onto the ground.

Wolf was thinking of pouncing onto his prey when he saw one of the guards he blasted earlier attempting to reach a fire alarm that was attached to a wall. If he pulled it, their cover will be blown.

The canine went light speed at the henchman; he knocked him into the wall creating a small crack. Wolf then grabbed the man by the neck and smashed his head into the wall once more; creating a larger crack and knocking out the man once more.

A bullet went by his ear; he turned to a see another guard holding a gun at him. The shadowman fired again, but Wolf was prepared. Activating his force-field, the bullet bounced back and hit the man in his leg. He couldn't help but to cry in pain a he collapsed to the floor.

Smiling, Wolf deactivated his shelf and pounced onto the downed enemy. He raised his fist as he mercilessly pounded his opponent's face, knocking him down for the count.

The head guard he slashed earlier got up onto his feet and tugged on the canine's shirt, he threw Wolf over his shoulders as he tossed the Smasher to the garage door. Wolf tried to get up but was stunned when the guard kicked him in the face. Then the head guard positioned his body weight onto his waist and began to choke him with his shadowy arms.

Wolf tried to slash the shadowman's face but his was mask acted out as armor, protecting it from the Smasher's claws. He rolled his eyes to left to his gun lying on the floor; he extended his left hand to grab it but it was too out of reach.

Then, his wrist touched something warm. Taking a closer look, he could see his hand right onto of the cigarette his smoking. He grabbed it with haste, and pushed to burning cylinder of tobacco into one of the mask's eyeholes.

The head guard screamed in pain, he let go of the fighter's throat as stumbled backwards. Wolf then grabbed the gun and shot the man in the face; making him black out.

Wolf panted as Snake went through the small door. "Wolf, we found… What the hell happened?!"

"Found these guards right outside the door, I think they we're about to open garage door." Wolf said as he relit his cigarette again. He sucked in the smoke once more as he tossed the lighter to Snake. "But I took care of it, didn't even broke a sweat. Now what we're you saying?"

"We found Newcomer, Ganon and Bowser is breaking down the container as we speak."

"I see… let's give him a warm welcome."

Wolf and Snake ran to where the rest of the team was; they were crowding around in a circle. Lucario turned his head with caution but relaxed to see his friend. "We got him out, it took a lot effort surprisingly and Styrofoam got everywhere, but we did indeed get him out."

"Where's the trophy?" Wolf said.

Lucario stepped out of the way to reveal the statue of Little Mac, polished like a toy that had just been removed from its package. "We wanted to wait for you guys before we took him out of his trophy state."

Snake nodded and knelt down to the gold plate. "It's showtime." He said as he tapped the base. Light engulf the trophy; the area was blinded in a yellow haze then faded away to reveal a boxer on the floor.

Little Mac rubbed his eyes to see a mercenary, a fat man, a large green man with orange hair, a blue dog, a round thing wearing a mask, and a anthropomorphic wolf with an eye patch.

We weren't shocked at all, just bewildered, he was used to weird characters but this took the cake. He had trouble deciding whether he died and went to the afterlife, or had too much chocolate before bed.

The blue dog knelt down and offered a hand to Little Mac, his smile radiated kindness but also gave a sense of urgency. "Hello there, my name is Lucario and we're part of the Super Smash Brothers. We are here to rescue you."

Here's the latest chapter you guys, since college has started, the release window will be extended by just a tad bit. But I should be able to release on a regular basis.

Like always, if there's any mistakes or errors in the chapter, or in the previous chapters let me know and I fix them asap.

Till Next Time.