Hey guys, i'm back with another chapter, before we start, a review asked me a question:
Anonymous: Really enjoying the fanfiction, but I have a question, how often do you update this?
I update every 7-10 days or so, I want to have the time to prepare the story before I write.
Anyway, back to the story.
Chapter 51: Boss Battle Jack Grey Part 2
Wario was face-planted in the rug by the slot machines, it was one of the areas that was left untouched by Grey's morphing power. "Ow…" Wario lifted his body up and leaned against a machine "Now I remember why I hate going on these missions, I wish I never left home."
"But dearie, if you stay at home you're only depriving yourself of what the world has to offer." Wario froze as he heard a voice to his right, he turned to see a green tentacle monster, the same monster he had been playing against in the poker tournament. It appears she was putting coins into the slot and pulling the lever. "A boy like you should explore and enjoy life the way it is."
"I'm an adult."
"You are?" The creature took out some glasses from her purse and attached it somewhere on her body. "Oh, you are big man! Sorry about that, my eyesight isn't what it used to be."
"Yeah, clearly." Wario sarcastically noted.
""So young man, what brings you over to the slot machines? Hoping to win the jackpot? I know I am!" She said as she pulled the lever. "Aw, looks like I missed the mark… again."
"What brings me over here? WAH!" Wario turned his head to see Jack Grey with a red aura, his body shook as he saw the skeleton's true power. "He warped the room already? Wah… We're screwed."
"Who warped what now?" The monster turned the top portion of its body to witness what the Smasher was seeing. "OH DEAR GOD, WHAT"S HAPPENING THERE?!"
Wario wondered if it was the best choice to explain the reason for why the situation was unfolding, but figured what the hell, what's the worst that can happen. "Apparently Jack Grey is angry at us Smashers for trying to rescue our own people."
"But that doesn't make sense dearie, Jack can't do that. That would be slavery!"
"Weren't you there for the presentation for the poker tournament?" Asked the Smasher.
"No… I was late to that tournament." Said the monster.
"Well you see that teenager over there? He was one of the prizes, Jack said he was an exception."
"And now your group is risking their safety to rescue a friend?"
"Well he's not exactly a 'friend', we just met him. And we don't know-"
"My god! What a brave young boy you are!" The monster pressed one of its tentacles meaningfully to express its love.
A smile appeared on the fatties face. "Well I don't mean to brag but-" It turned into a frown once the words registered in his brain. "Hey! What did I just tell you?"
"Now, now dearie calm now." The creature patted the yellow hat on his head. "Don't worry about your friend. I refuse to let that happen." She said as she turned to the fight; when she did so, two beady red eyes glowed from her head. "Allow me to assist."
Lucario got back up the ground, rubbing his head from the headache. He saw Danny, Wolf, and Snake still in a tie with their fighting skills. But it looks like they were getting tired somewhat, if he came now to fight the Doberman their side will have an advantage.
'Gotta get up, I need to help.' The jackal propped himself up against the pillar he slammed into and his hand jumped slightly when he touched something metallic. He twisted around with fist full of aura to see Meta-Knight, poking out of the pillar. The Pokémon's joy spike instantly, he tapped the gold base to free his friend.
The light came and gone, and the knight was revived. His eyes dazed for a few seconds before it landed on Lucario, then the same pillar he was stuck to. "How long was I out?"
"I lost count." He took a sigh of relief as he spoke. "The Doberman has joined Jack's side, we need to step it up. Can you move?"
Meta-Knight attempt to remove himself from the stone but he was only able to move on of his arms, the arm the held his sword. "No, I'm afraid this pillar isn't content of letting me go. I'm afraid you have to leave me behind-"
"No, I refuse to let that happen! I'm getting you out of there." Lucario pulled on Meta-Knight's free arm, he stamped his feet into the floor almost comically as he tried to free his friend.
The knight wrestled his arm away from the canine. "Don't worry about me, focus on the people that actually need you!" He pointed the tip of the Galaxia to a fight distant from them.
Snake landed a shot right on Danny's shoulder, the pain was great but it didn't nothing to slow down the canine. Snarling, he shot three rounds in Snake's chest then slashed his sharp claws onto his face, knocking him down on the floor.
Lucario eyes widened, he didn't want to but it was the safest way. "Fine! But I'm coming back for you."
"No need." Meta-Knight adjusted his sword to the stone. "I'll get myself out. Now go!"
The jackal nodded and left Meta-Knight. He twirled his weapon around with passion as he hacked at the pillar he was strained to.
Wolf looked back at Snake at the floor and howled even more anger, he's was done playing the defensive. He disregarded his shield and went in for more damage. It prove unsuccessful however, the Doberman dodge the Smasher's slashes as he reloaded his magnum.
He kicked Wolf's throat, forcing the canine to stagger back a bit. Danny leveled the gun with a smirk when Lucario came out of nowhere a delivered a punch to the face. The Pokémon then tried to wrestle the six-shooter away from Danny, but in the struggle the gun was fired upwards towards the ceiling.
The jackal and Doberman clenched their heads in disarray, since the gun fired right next to their ears, the resulting bang infected pain on their ear drums, making them vulnerable to attack.
Wolf took the opportunity to aim his energy pistol at Danny and opened fire. The bolt of green energy propelled the Doberman to the ground, he was couching up heavily.
"Wait! We can talk about this!" He pleaded to the wolf, who was staring him down with absolute condemnation. But just when he was going to get another shot, a big gold chandelier came from above and slammed into the Doberman.
Wolf looked at the rubble at curiosity, than looked up; there was a bullet hole on the metal plating where the chandelier was earlier. The shot must have broken it and caused it to fall.
The Smasher holstered his gun with satisfaction as he turned away. He saw Lucario coming out of his stunned state and was now helping Snake off the floor. Wolf ran up and asked. "You two look like you been thrown through the ringer, I'm assuming you're fine?"
"I got a lot of percentage on me, but I can handle it." Snake said.
Lucario looked around the area with confusion. "Where's the dog?"
"He's been taken care of, he won't be a problem anymore." Wolf, despite the circumstances, managed to hide his contentment when he told the news to his teammates. "Now we have to deal with Jack Grey, where is that bastard anyway?"
"Argh!" A shout of pain got their attention, they three of them turned their heads to see Little Mac being blasted by a missile made of coins. The boxer landed by the Gerudo as he got up in determination.
"Ask and you shall receive." Wolf noted.
"Come on everybody! We got to help them, we can't not afford Jack Grey to get the Newcomer!" Lucario commanded. He took charge while's the solider and the grey canine lagged behind. The three of them sprinted through the sand like sheepdog defending the sheep from the approaching predator.
'Is this guy ever going to go now, I think he has more stamina than me' Thought Little Mac, he and Ganon had been fighting the skeleton for a short period of time. In that time, they failed to land any direct hits onto him, he was well aware of their move sets now; and was shaping the landscape accordingly. Mainly in the form of long gaps in the sand, so Little Mac would have a difficult time traversing, and fast projectiles for Ganondorf; it proved to be effective, because speed was significantly slower for him to dodge or block.
Jack waved his arms to commence another deadly attack until a sphere of aura to the skull stopped him. He wavered a bit as his vision was seeing doubles. Lucario raised his paw at him as he ran with the grey canine to rest of the group that haven't been trophified. Snake opened fired with his pistol as the two pulled the tyrant king and the boxer to standing level.
"Sorry for taking so long, a certain Doberman was eating our time." Lucario said, which triggered Wolf to scowl. "Are you hurt or-"
"Did you activate Knight and Bowser?" Ganondorf went straight to the point.
"Only managed to get Meta-Knight, he was stuck though. He wanted me to go as he helped himself out. Where's Wario?"
He grunted. "Jack blasted him over away somewhere, I don't know where he is."
"Dammit! We'll already down three men. We need to be creative here, there must be something we can do."
"ENOUGH!" Jack voice boomed at them like furious lightning. The group turned to see the skeleton holding a cigar in his right hand. He smoked it, and a bright blue aura of flames surrounded his entire body. The ocean evaporated instantly into heated steam, it circle the area ominous if to foretell their potential doom; the sand melted to glass and cracked all over the area, the ground vibrate slightly as Jack stomped closer; and the lights to the room either shattered or dimmed to point of near darkness. The brightest source of light was the owner of the casino itself. "You pushed me to the limit, Smashers. For that, I will spare no mercy." He telekinetically lifted several glass shards into the air. "Feel my wrath!"
The projectiles zoomed at them like bullets, some of the Smashers such as Ganondorf, Snake, and Lucario were able to block the attack by generating their force-fields, depleting their strength overtime. Wolf opted to use his reflector instead of his shield, but wasn't quick enough in activating it; for that he was punished by the endless shards; his percentage rose up to the danger zone.
Little Mac wasn't able to generate his force-field due to him not knowing the ropes of his new powers. So he was forced to reluctantly dodge the shards as they came at him. All that training with Doc Louis must have paid off because he got out unscathed… okay well he still got damaged, but it was much less than Wolf.
Jack Grey then formed his hand into a fist and slammed it into a downward motion. Several clouds of steam up above solidified into solid form and was morphed into solid spikes. The spike crashed down on where the remaining fighters were and caused a major blow to their team.
Wolf was turned into a trophy in the scuffle, his figure laid motionless in the sand, void of all life. Ganondorf, Lucario, and Snake received major percentage from that move; Little Mac was the most vulnerable, unknown to him, he was in the danger zone.
Jack laughed heartily. "Best fighting team in the world? Ha! I beg to differ. Now stand still so I can finish you off." The skeleton raised his arm and was about to do something when he realized his cigar when out. His aura dissipated as he grunted at the inconvenience. He put the rolled up tobacco in his jaws, he was about to light it up with blue fire on his finger when he heard-
"Now!"
It was faint, but he could recognize someone was shouting in the distance. He turned his head to see some green monstrosity with long appendages on its body throw Wario towards him at full speed. "IT'S WARIO TIME!" The fatty announced, turning his body around so his backside faced the skeleton.
Jack Grey's jaw almost fell off when he saw Wario's belly beginning to rumble. Before he could do anything, a loud *THRAP* was heard and the foul gas now was blown at his face. Once the gas touched the blue fire on his finger, it automatically ignited and caused an explosion.
Wario comically screamed like a girl in the air, then face-planted (again). The conscious Smasher could feel his pain as he slid on his belly to their group. His momentum stopped when he reached Wolf's trophy, with his hand just touching the golden base. The light enveloped the downed fighter, allowing the grey canine to wake up in the sitting position.
He glanced down and saw Wario's face near his crotch. Wolf snarled, and Wario cowered on the floor. Before the predator could tear into his prey Snake broke the awkward standoff. "Wario, did you just save us?"
"Uh… yeah. Yeah! I did!" Wario stood on the soles of his shoes proudly. "Yep! I alone saved the day from the deadly Jack Grey. Wah! Don't give me the appraises just yet. We can wait after the mission so I can give my victory speech." The fat man said arrogantly.
Ganondorf rolled his eyes, Wario did this whenever he did something good or heroic. He lets the fame and power go to his head and turns him into an insufferable tool for an hour. Every time. Sometimes he wonders if he should have Dr. Mario check up on his brain to make sure it wasn't broken years ago. But that wasn't for another time. "Fat man, who was that creature that threw you over to Jack Grey. I don't see it anywhere." Observed the Gerudo.
"Oh." Wario turned around. "Huh. Now that you think about it, I don't see any of those two anywhere. I wonder where they are."
The thought went away when a raspy voice came from the smoke. "OH GOD THIS HURT!" The smoke cleared, and they were greeted with the image of Jack Grey's mutilated form; he had been separate spine. With his lower half located far away from him, he was forced to resort to using his arms move across the floor. "My chiropractor will give me hell for this. Damn you all." Lamented the skeleton, he perked up when he saw his cigar several feet away from him. "Maybe I can still savage my pride."
He tried to grab his vice but was surprised when he was pulled back a bit by something slimy; the tentacle creature had come out of hiding and was starting to restrain Jack with it's appendages. Jack Grey struggled as the monster took hold of his body. "GO! I hold him off as long as I can." The monster said.
"Don't need to tell me twice." Wario agreed. "Let's book it guys."
"We can't leave until we have everyone!" Lucario refuted.
"Oh, yeah forgot that." Admitted the fat Smasher.
"Where is Bowser and Meta-Knight?!" Wolf asked.
"RIGHT HERE!" Turning over to the left, the group could see Meta-Knight standing near the pile where Bowser was crushed. He had gotten himself out of the pillar and was now working to free the fallen turtle. "I NEED SOME HELP OVER HERE!"
The fighters ran to the debris and did their best of removing the rubble. "Get off me you infernal beast!" Shouted Jack. "Hurry! My strength can only last for so long!" Wince the monster.
The trophies contributed their muscles to remove the debris, with all of them combined, they manage to expose the golden base to the open air. Meta-Knight gave it a tap, and they were suddenly treated to Bowser coming to life, he gave a mighty roar as threw the trash of his body.
"Where is that damn bony prick?! I got a few bones to pick with him." Bowser announced angrily.
"Not no, we need to leave. Now." Snake commanded.
Jack Grey eyes began to course with fire, he left more cracked imprints into the glass as he crawled to the cigar. The monster tried to pull him back more but it appears that she is failing.
Snake then faced Bowser and gave him an order. "Bowser! Bust through that door before it's too late." The solider pointed to the metal door that Jack locked; the exit.
The turtle's nostrils smoke with stress as he charged forward towards the door. The metal pieces were blasted off its hinges as the entrance to the outside was now open.
"Let's go, you pansies!" Bowser said. "I got a ship to catch!"
Lucario, Snake, Wolf, Ganondorf, and Little Mac ran to part without hesitation. Except Wario, He gave the tentacle monster a thankful look before running out and joining with his friends to safety.
The risks were great and there were even a few causalities, but against all odds, the Smashers achieved their goal of getting the Newcomer, though it did came at a cost, the end result was all worth it. When all of them came back, the rescue team healed themselves of their percentage, they wanted to do other things but explain the WOT to the Newcomer was a high priority. Thankfully, Meta-Knight and a few other Smashers took the job and treated the boxer to a debriefing, letting him know the true state of the world to the young teenager.
"So allow me to say this once more." Meta-Knight said. "You are not the real you, you are a clone of your original self."
"Yeah." Little Mac nodded.
"Your original self is elsewhere in another universe whiles you are currently in the WOT, a place in the Omniverse where this dimension's sole job is to prevent reality from collapsing together."
"Yeah."
"You were created by the WOT. You were hand-picked from hundreds, thousands, millions of heroes to protect this dimension. Like all of us, you are a trophy, you are one of a kind and have abilities that are similar and different to us at the same time."
"Yeah."
"Some of the abilities you have are: force-field creation, double-jumping in the air, invulnerability, and immortality."
"Yeah."
"And you're accepting all of this what we're saying with no resistance?"
"Yeah."
"You're not bewildered how you got here, or not depressed and mad about it at all?"
"Yeah."
"You don't talk much do you?"
"No."
Meta-Knight gave an amused glance to Ike and Villager, who also gave him the same look. They did not expect this. The mercenary then took the lead and spoke. "Well, Mac. Since we're finished teaching you the history of this place and who we are, you're free to do whatever you want."
"Ok." The boxer said, listening intensely at Ike's speech.
"If you want to explore the WOT for yourself and perhaps make a new life elsewhere, we'll be happy to supply you with the necessary supplies for your journey and direct you to the nearest town. Or…" The blue-haired solider put heavy emphasis on the word "Or". "You can live with us and join the Super Smash Brothers, you would get adequate housing, delicious food, and when things settle down, personal training on-"
"Join."
"I'm sorry, I didn't quite get that?"
"I want to join."
Ike turned his head to his friends and shrugged his shoulders. Villager wanted to speak next, he stood up on the chair he was sitting, making himself presentable to the newbie. "Alright, Little Mac. Welcome to the team. If you want to get the best room possible, I would talk to Princess Peach to help you get settled in. I would tell you where to go, but I don't know where she is."
"She's in the kitchen cooking." Olimar piped up, he was standing next to the door. "I'll bring you to her. That way we don't have to run around clueless in the mansion."
"Okay." Little Mac got up from the couch and stood next to the astronaut, even though he was of smaller stature. He was taller than Olimar by comparison. "I'll see you guys, later. Goodbye!"
"Bye, Mr. Olimar sir!" Villager waved as the two exited into the hallway. "You know, when I volunteered for the debriefing, I thought it would be a terrible time. But I got to say, that guy was very accepting."
"Yeah, way to accepting. This guy is the easiest we had yet." Ike said
"I agree, even I believed we would have a difficult time telling Little Mac the truth." Observed Meta-Knight.
"You don't think the reason why he's calm about this is because he hated his life from his home world."
"Not likely, I checked his profile from the records we already have. Apparently this kid was from New York, he became one of the biggest boxing champions in his world. He was essentially a lesson. I wouldn't understand why he would hated leaving that behind."
"I don't think 'hate' is the right word, maybe he's just tired of it?" Suggested Villager.
"What makes you say that?" Asked the knight.
"Back in my world, I met plenty of people who were not satisfied with their life in their original homes, that's why they moved to the villager. Heck, I came there too because I wanted to try new things, live a new life you know?"
"It's certainly plausible. What do you think Meta-Knight?" Ike asked.
The knight was deep in thought. "I don't know what to say, this kid intentions are unclear. I don't believe he has nefarious intentions. I think he actually wants to do good here, he just not giving us any cues."
"Any cues?"
"He's hard to read and he has good control of his emotions, even during our scuffle with Jack Grey he was level-headed and calm. A trait I assume he got from his boxing career. No wonder he rose to the top so quickly."
"Should we keep asking him about it?" Villager questioned.
"No." the knight answered. "It's best to leave the issue alone, with a guy like that, he'll probably have an issue with us pestering him about it. If he wants to keep it to him, then let him. We'll only pressure him about it further if he's open to talk about it. It's only fair."
"Yeah I get it, I wouldn't like it if people keep asking how my day was constantly."
"So with our task over with, I think we can call it a night."
"Oh sweet!" Villager jumped from his chair, wearing a bright smile on his face. "Hey Meta-Knight! There is still enough time in the day, want to play video games with me or something."
"Sorry Villager, but I have some stuff to do, maybe next time." Meta-Knight said as he took his Galaxia off the table.
"Oh, okay. See you later Meta-Knight! Good Night!" Villager enthusiastically said as he ran out of the room, heading straight for the game room.
"Off to deliver that report to R.O.B." Ike questioned.
"Yes, he would most definitely need it."
"Well I won't keep you bust any longer, I'll see you later." Ike headed towards the door and opened it. He was about to walk out before he turned towards the knight. "Marth and I are going to spar tomorrow at 9 in the morning. Want to join?"
"Certainly, I'll be there on time."
"Alright, see you then." He closed the door.
Meta-Knight gave a nod, then looked at the metallic clip board with some notes attached to it. He reviewed the contents, and laughed to himself. "It's amazing how much trouble we get in, yet we solve it in the same day. Every time" He shook his head, he held it loose, but firm at the same time.
Meta-Knight entered the lab, there he found Lucario, Snake, Mewtwo, Mario, R.O.B., Fox, and Samus patiently waiting around the computer, when he came into the room they all perked up.
"[Meta-Knight, nice of you to join us.]" R.O.B. said.
"Here's the notes you asked for, both the mission and the interview with Mac." The smasher set the clipboard on a table and walked closer to the group. He noticed that the computer wasn't turned on. "Why are you all standing around the monitor when it's turned off? Shouldn't we have already delve deeper into the data already?"
"We wanted to wait, until you came here. Since you we're a big help during the mission, we figured it'll be nice to wait for you to come back so we can watch it together." Lucario replied.
"[And we needed the notes, the answer for the second question could be in that clipboard.]" R.O.B. butted in.
"Yes, and we needed the notes." Lucario rolled his eyes. He understood that R.O.B. was a work-centric individual. He always keeps track of the numbers and strategies instead of looking forward to the little things in life. Perhaps he should treat the robot to meditation later, it could do wonders. "Since all of us are accounted for, I say we should get started."
"Yes, I'll start the computer right now." Fox typed onto the keyboard, the screen went to life as he moved the mouse to the correct boxes. Once he got what he was looking for, he clicked.
The second question box came up.
Solve all three problems, and you'll gain all the pieces of the puzzle, the key of finding out who I'm really am.
Question 2: Who is the "Bruiser of the Bronx?"
"Bruiser of the Bronx? What does that mean?" Samus asked.
"Got me." Snake commented.
"Well we definitely a know that this "Bruiser" came from some a place called the Bronx. The question is? What is the "Bronx"?"
"I believe Bronx refers to specific place in the city of New York." Mewtwo said.
Fox swiveled his chair to meet the Pokémon's eyes. "New York? Never heard of it."
"You wouldn't, it doesn't exist in your home universe, but explaining that would be arbitrary. Meta-Knight, can you look over the clipboard again? Specifically on the section with the interview notes with Mr. Mac?"
Meta-Knight took the clipboard and sped through the papers. "Oh! How could I forgotten, Little Mac really wanted me to right this title by his name. Said he very attached to it."
"Does it happen to say: Bruiser of the Bronx?"
"Yes." Meta-Knight said "Little Mac shared he earned that title throughout his boxing career. How did you know?"
"An educated guess." Mewtwo answered. "Since the last question revolved around the previous Newcomer, I hypothesize that this question will be based on the current Newcomer."
"You know, It really a worries me that FW knows what the Newcomer will be, before they actually a-appear. Do you think a he has precognition?" Mario suggested.
"Don't you think that possibility is a bit far out?" Snake said.
"[It could explain a lot actually. That fact he knew information of the Newcomer is astounding. No one has ever figured out which character is going to be manifested during the Newcoming. So the chances of him having precognition are possibly high.]"
"But it still doesn't explain why this code exists in the first place or what his identity is. We're still in the dark." Said Samus.
"Perhaps we'll get more information if we answer all three questions." Fox interrupted. "Speaking of which, I'm going to input the second answer right now." The Smasher pressed more buttons on the keyboard and pressed the "enter" key.
Like last time, the screen glitched, Fox jumped slightly in his chair when 0's and 1's beamed out of the screen. They all clumped together on the desk, forming a thin long white rectangle on the desk. When the process was complete, the energy faded and the monitor when to normal. "Ah, forgot it did that."
"What came out of the computer?" Lucario leaned his head to get a better look but Samus beat him to the punch and held the object in her hands.
"Huh? Are you kidding me? We worked so hard to get more info and that fancy piece of junk gave us this?" She said angry.
"Gave us what?" Questioned the solider.
"A map!" The bounty hunter raised the piece of paper in the air for all to see.
"Why's that a bad? We could use that to a-"
"A blank map." Samus gritted her teeth behind the helmet, she was not happy.
"[It can't just be blank, is that anything on the back?]" R.O.B. said.
She turned the paper around and her mood began to lighten. "Actually there is, It's small but there is a print on the backside here. Let me see." She brought the object closer to her face. "It says: Property of Mr. FW, inventor and star gazer of…"
"[What's wrong?]"
"The location has been scratched out, I can make heads or tails of it." She lowered the map away from her visor. "That's all it says here."
"[So my hunch of FW being an inventor was correct, however, him being also a star gazer is new information. We should keep that in mind.]"
"True, but we still don't know anything else of this guy or his origins." Fox reminded. "Hm, do you think the reason why it appears blank is because we can't see it?"
"[Are you suggesting that FW used invisible ink on the paper?]"
"With how sly and crafty this guy is, I don't doubt that for a second."
"Yeah… that makes sense." Samus acknowledge. "I'll help analyze this in the lab with R.O.B. In the meantime you three should rest. Especially you Meta-Knight, you took quite the pounding in that Casino."
"Actually Samus." Lucario piped up. "Snake, Meta-Knight, and I talked about what we were going to do when we arrived back at the mansion. We thought we would go to the hot tub before going to bed. We haven't used it in quite a while and I think now's the best time to use it. I can't think anything more relaxing than hot water caressing your body."
Samus sighed "I don't agree with it, but if you want to go, then go. Just don't get water everywhere, okay."
"We will." Lucario promised. "Hey Mario, want to join?"
"I would love to a join!"
"How about you Mewtwo-"
"No thanks." The legendary Pokémon declined. "I prefer to spend my leisure time practicing my psychic abilities, you can go on without me."
"If you say so. See you all in the morning, Hopefully We'll get more information out of that map." Lucario said as, he and three Smashers left the room.
"As do I." Samus said. "Anyway, I hope your training goes well."
"It always does." Mewtwo spoke. "Farewell you three, and good night." The psychic teleported into the corridor and levitated his body down the hall. On the way he heard several voice coming behind him. He stopped and listened in intently.
"So how talented are you with your fists?"
"The same way as you're talented with your sword."
"Guys, I don't think we should keep doing this, I'm feel uncomfortable pushing forward."
"That's only because you don't want to push forward. That scary little thing is not going to bite you. It's just a game."
Mewtwo turned around to see Brawler, Swordfighter, and Gunner walking down the hallways oblivious to his presence. They stopped in their tracks when they saw him, freezing in place.
"Oh. It's you." Brawler spoke in his signature tone as always, but it seems like his voice carried less venom than it was earlier within the day. Was he in a good mood?
"Brawler, Gunner, Swordfighter." Mewtwo greeted. "I see you three are in high spirits tonight."
"Yeah, we are." Gunner said. "We been busy exploring-" The girl held her tongue for a moment, the fist-fighter was glancing at her with his evil eye. The female stuttered before lying to the Pokémon. Sadly she wasn't the type of person who could be deceptive, and gave out the worst lie possible. "Ex-exploring how to play tic-tac-toe."
Brawler and Swordfighter cringed.
Mewtwo raised an eyebrow. "You've been trying to figure out how to play tic-tac-toe, for almost the entire day?"
"Well not just today, we've been doing last week too and-"
"What Gunner is trying to say we've been trying preoccupy ourselves, since we can't go to training or the missions, the three of us have been looking for alternative ways to… entertain ourselves." Sword butted in, he didn't want to make to conversation worse than it already has.
"Yeah, no thanks to you." Brawler said as he pointed to the Mewtwo.
The psychic was going to respond but then he noticed something different about the trio: Brawler's muscles have gotten significantly bulkier, and sword's blade has gotten and pristine. The only who hadn't changed was Gunner.
"But whatever I'm not going to waste my time with you. We're going to go to the kitchen for food. I appreciate it if you don't follow. Come on guys, let's go." Brawler stopped away with the two Mii's following. They disappeared around the corridor, leaving the Pokémon all by himself.
Mewtwo had a suspicious look on his face before shaking it off. He'll deal with later, his paranoia can wait. He had other business to attend to. He snapped his fingers, generating a spark of psychic energy before vanishing from sight.