Back at Dracula's Castle, another gargoyle spotted the group traveling through the castle. Once it tried to fly towards them and attack them, it was met with a fiery fist from none other than Terry Bogard himself. The Legendary Hungry Wolf found himself in a pile of zombies who were trying to bite, claw, and feast on his flesh. Luckily, Falco and Ridley arrived in time and attacked the monsters, getting them off Terry's back.

"I really appreciate your help, guys!" Terry spoke with a cheerful heart as he looked back at the group of fighters pinning down bats, gargoyles, Supporters, and several spiders that crawled onto the hole in the roof they were now on. The South Town Hero looked up to the long ladder that led to the clock tower, its rusty gears slowly moving over time to the slow ticking, always staying at the hour of midnight and not letting the bells ring. Right next to the clock tower was Dracula's throne room.

"Let's go, people," Terry spoke, stretching his hands before he sparked them up with fire. "The sooner we get to that tower, the faster we can save our universes. Plus, in Draxia, there are more monsters than you can ever count, so keep your guards up."

Terry then grabbed ahold of the ladder, climbing his way up to the clock tower. Diddy Kong, Pikachu, Falco, Dr. Mario, Mii Swordfighter, Ridley, Wario, Jigglypuff, and Peach all followed behind the Hungry Wolf, with Daisy, Lucina, and Ken about to follow after them. Suddenly, the Princess of Sarasaland noticed a violet arrow of light speeding right towards Terry Bogard, much to his surprise.

"Terry, look out!" Daisy cried, throwing a wrinkly-faced turnip at the light arrow just as it was about to hit the newcomer's face. Terry and the other Smashers looked up to see not one, not two, but three of Dharkon's Primaries waiting at the top of the ladder, those being the captured bodies of Dark Pit, Robin, and Richter Belmont.

"Figured I would bump into you people eventually," Terry spoke, moving his head to quickly dodge a glass bottle of holy water the Richter Primary tossed out, which crashed into a small pillar of aura-based fire at the bottom. Shortly after, a wall of projectiles was sent out by the Primary team, with a load of violet light arrows, thunder and fire spells, and basically axes and crosses falling right on top of the fighters. The Dark Pit Primary jumped out of the clock tower, using his own Gift of Flight to glide straight for the Smashers.

Falco Lombardi quickly jumped off the ladder, hopping onto the heads of some of the fighters holding on and kicking out his reflector. The device the anthropomorphic bird used sent back most of the projectiles at the Robin and Richter Primaries, forcing them to hide in the clock tower. Falco's reflector also conveniently hit the Dark Pit Primary, stunning him to a point where he landed right in the middle of the small band with Daisy, Ken, and Lucina.

"You take care of the clock tower up there!" Ken assured the group, grabbing ahold of the Dark Pit Primary's neck. "We'll take care of this guy! We can just meet you up there!" Terry took those words as a sign and waved his hand upward, signaling the rest of the fighters to follow the South Town Hero.

"You… don't know who you're up against, don't you?" the Dark Pit Primary growled with a devastating, feminine voice completely different from the shadow angel. Bytans and Towtows stormed up the rooftop, charging straight for the three fighters. Lucina pushed against the brute force of one Towtow and pushed its body into multiple reproducing Bytans, and Daisy and Ken were busy avoiding the swinging blades of the Dark Pit Primary, who was possessed by the Amazonian nymph Pandora.

"For Dharkon's reign!" the captured fighter snapped, slashing straight for Ken. The Dark Pit Primary quickly used his Electroshock Arm, but Ken used his Focus Kick and tackled his possessed opponent. Daisy and Lucina were busy keeping the neverending wave of Towtows and Bytans away from Ken and the Dark Pit Primary until their partner threw the captured fighter at a nearby Bytan. That was when the two princesses stopped attacking and simply countered the rest of the enemies off the roof, leaving the three Smashers against the Dark Pit Primary.

"Alright, buddy. We can do this the easy way or the hard way." Ken rolled his neck side to side, cracking the bones in his spine as he clenched his fists. The Dark Pit Primary simply chuckled, his fingers flowing with a red aura as he draped his hand across his cheek.

"Who said there was a way in the World of Darkness?" Pandora's Spirit asked within the body of the shadow angel. The captured fighter split his weapon into two blades and ran towards the three Smashers while continuously yelling. Daisy got in the way of the Dark Pit Primary's forward smash, pulling out her blue Toad companion to protect her. The blades cut deep into the head of the blue Toad, and he began spitting out spores all over the captured fighter's black clothes.

Daisy then grabbed ahold of the Dark Pit Primary, tossing him around and walling him with aerials. Lucina did the same too, poking with her Parallel Falchion and helping Daisy build up damage. Once he was at a decent kill percentage, the captured fighter tried using his Gift of Flight to glide away before he was met with a fiery Shoryuken from Ken. Soon after that, the Dark Pit Primary's body smashed into the roof, creating more rubble than there already has been. The Dharkon Lock surrounding Dark Pit shattered, and the Pandora Spirit was freed. As soon as the red mist and the Spirit flew away from Dracula's Castle, the black-clothed angel woke up.

"Ugh…" Dark Pit trembled under his personal weight, trying to keep his posture upright as his opened his brown eyes to look at the cold, dark castle around him. He noticed Ken, Lucina, and Daisy surrounding him, and he stared at them with utter confusion.

"Where the hell am I?" Dark Pit asked.

"We could ask you the same thing," Ken answered, pulling Dark Pit onto his feet. Lucina put her weapon back in its sheath, grabbing ahold of the ladder and climbing it up to the clock tower.

"Our friends are probably waiting for us," Lucina told the Smashers. "When we meet up with them, we might have a shot at beating Dracula Vlad Tepes." When the warrior princess climbed up the ladder, Ken, Daisy, and Dark Pit followed without question.


Literally minutes earlier, the other fighters in the group followed Terry into the clock tower. The insides were filled with humungous gears, constantly moving in a slow manner. The only paths best to take were blocked by the untouchable ghosts, guarding the cannons necessary to knock down the clustered gears and get to Dracula's throne room.

Flying voodoo heads flew out of the cracks, their elongated mouths stretching to release their unholy screams as they flew straight for the group. Falco and Diddy Kong shot down multiple heads before they were tackled by many of them, but Dr. Mario trapped the voodoo heads attacking his two animal friends with his electrical-charged cape and swung them around like a punching bag. The prescriber eventually hit the voodoo heads so hard inside his cape that the dead heads fell into the cogs, clogging the gears and coils and forcing the whole clock tower to start shaking. The group saw it as their chance to run to the way towards the throne room while the waves upon waves of enemies were distracted.

Lucina, being the first fighter to climb up to the clock tower and get up to the floor, felt her fingers in one of her hands crushed by a strong boot. She cried in pain as she looked up to see the Robin Primary waiting for her up there.

"Why, it's nice meeting you here, Lucina," a familiar voice spoke from the captured fighter, twisting his foot and making the blue-haired princess gasp as her fingers were crushed. Ken, Daisy, and Dark Pit looked up to see the strange face make an appearance above them, surprised on what the Robin Primary was doing here.

"I know that voice…!" Lucina snarled, trying to grab her sword with her free hand. "Vladimir!"

"Surprised to see me?" the Robin Primary asked, pulling out his Levin Sword and tomes. "I'm no longer the useless, spineless coward you once saw me as! Within the darkness where I truly belong, I am at my real power!" Once the Robin Primary began charging up Thoron, Dark Pit jumped up behind his pals and kicked the captured fighter in the face. The black angel was then caught by the Robin Primary's Nosferatu spell, feeling his energy sapped away to benefit his enemy's health like a tapeworm. Ken and Daisy suddenly punched the Robin Primary in the face, knocking Dark Pit out of the Nosferatu spell.

As the other Smashers began attacking the demons and monsters slithering around the clock, trying to avoid touching the invincible ghosts, Terry Bogard took the time to look down and see the four fighters at the entrance of the clock tower struggling against the captured fighter and his campy projectiles.

"Robin…!" Lucina snapped, her sword clashing with the Robin Primary's. "I know you're in there, Robin! You have to fight back!"

"It's no use, princess!" Terry called out, punching an incoming gargoyle in the face with a flaming fist. "From what I've experienced and heard around these parts, their souls are separated from their bodies and completely replaced! You can't simply tell them to snap out of their senses because they aren't there! Lemme help ya!" Terry kicked down a nearby cog, which rolled onto the stone floor and stretched out the coil attached to it.

"What do you think you're doing!?" Ridley asked, slashing multiple voodoo heads with his tail.

"I'm a rebel who plays by my own rules," Terry answered. "But I'm gonna do what they call a pro move." The Legendary Hungry Wolf slid down the rusty coil, his legs extended and his sneakers coated in flames. As the Robin Primary was continuously spamming Arcfire, he had no idea he would be kicked in the back by Terry Bogard until it was too late. When the South Town Hero rammed his feet at the back, Ken, Dark Pit, Daisy, and Lucina stood back and watched as the Robin Primary was kicked out the clock tower, watching with horror as the captured fighter screamed while falling to his death.

All they heard was the sound of blood and flesh splattering as well as bones crunching. When Terry got back onto his feet, he saw the cogs and coils starting to fall apart within the clock tower. Just when things seemed to get intense, the red mist of the Dharkon Lock carried Robin's healthy body up to the entrance of where the ladder met with the clock tower. The red mist gently laid the tactician's unconscious body before it flew away from the castle with the Vladimir Spirit, never to return.

"Guys…?" Gilbert asked, he and his pals at the exit trying to adjust their balance on the tumbling gears while the ghosts flew towards them. "Grab Robin and let's get out of here!" Wasting no time, Ken slipped Robin's body onto his shoulders, and the four fighters followed after Terry as he tried to figure out how to get up to their pals without getting crushed by the tumbling cogs.

"Follow my footsteps, guys," Terry told the Smashers. The Hungry Wolf watched for the cogs falling throughout the clock tower, and he wasted no time jumping off gear after gear to get to the top. Like quails when they first learned how to walk, Ken carrying Robin, Dark Pit, Lucina, and Daisy all followed Terry as he moved across the cogs, scaring off nearby ghosts with his flaming fists. As soon as the insides of the clock tower collapsed, the Smashers at the bottom made it to the exit, where they met up with the rest of their friends.

"You could have died back there!" Dr. Mario sighed with content. "What is it with you and your crazy adventures?"

"Take it from someone who's grown up on the streets with no parents and has an only brother to raise, where every day is a constant battle for survival until a tournament held by the murderer of your adopted father changes everything," Terry Bogard answered, adjusting the Fatal Fury cap on his head and flipping his blond hair behind him. Just as Terry finished talking, Robin slowly started to wake up, squirming out of Ken's arms. The tactician rolled up on the floor, looking around the mysterious stairway he was on.

From what they could tell, it was a staircase leading from the clock tower to the throne room, several feet off the ground and lacking a railing. Surely any one of the fighters could fall off, therefore forcing them to back into the clock tower.

"We… should just go one at a time," Dark Pit spoke, watching some of the rocks dislodge from the staircase and fall from this towering height.

"Can't you fly if you fall off?" Terry asked Dark Pit. "I mean, you're an angel after all."

"It's not as simple as it looks," Dark Pit answered.

"Okay: can… anybody explain to me what's happening?" Robin resounded in the form of a question. "Because… I have no idea where we are or how long I was out-" Before Robin could finish, an axe sent out by the Richter Primary hit the Elwind tome the tactician was holding at the time, its blade stuck in the hard cover.

"The least you could do is keep your eyes open!" Ridley growled as he and the Smashers focused their attention at the last captured fighter in the castle waiting for them at the entrance of the throne room.

"Why, if it isn't the uninvited guests arriving to my father's seat," an intimidating, handsome voice spoke from the Richter Primary.

"Father?" Lucina asked. The image of the Master Legendary Spirit possessing Richter flashed on his chest, revealing the half-vampire Alucard.

"My time as an Assist Trophy is far from over," the Richter Primary renowned, the spiked end of the Vampire Killer lightly hitting the side of the stairway. Without question, Robin pulled out the axe from his tome and walked in from of the group, slipping the projectile into his long robe.

"It's time we tip the scales," Robin said. "Nobody hurts me and my friends and gets away with it, not even Dharkon himself!"

"Robin!" Lucina tried to get Robin to stand down, but the white-haired tactician began running towards the Richter Primary, his Levin Sword in one hand and an Arcfire tome in the other. The Richter Primary began spamming axes, crosses, and holy water bottles, forcing the other fighters to hide in the clock tower until things calmed down. Robin began using various spells like Thunder and Nosferatu.

Projectiles were flying everywhere around the bridge, both physical objects and magical spells. Soon, Robin's flurry spell from the Elwind tome and the Richter Primary's spinning chain whip clashed with each other. The two began rapidly jabbing, obviously showing no signs of stopping. It seemed to go on forever until Robin suddenly was becoming more cautious about how much of the spell he was using. Surely it would be the end of him if he didn't have enough of the Elwind spell to recover.

Once Robin closed his tome, he pulled out his lightning-powered Levin Sword as soon as he parried the final hit of the captured fighter's rapid jab. A small smirk gleamed on the tactician's face as he unleashed a forward smash, knocking the Richter Primary onto his feet. The possessed Belmont descendant was balancing himself over the edge of the stairway, quickly throwing his weapon at a surprised Robin.

"Foolish mortal," the Richter Primary sighed, spinning around and dragging Robin along with him. The captured fighter tossed the tactician off the stairway, with the fighters looking down in horror.

This is my chance… Robin thought, pulling out his Elwind tome. It was almost empty and near the brink of uselessness. Better make this count!

"Elwind!" Robin used the spell to boost himself back onto the stairway, catching the Richter Primary off-guard. The white-haired tactician pulled out the axe given to him before and wedged it into the captured fighter's skull.

"Checkmate!" Robin chuckled, standing back as the body of the Richter Primary simply rolled down the stairs. The Smashers watched the corpse until it stopped at the end, shielding their eyes from the bright light that enveloped Richter's body. The Dharkon Lock shattered into the red mist, floating away with the Alucard Spirit. Robin ran down the stairs and quickly held up Richter's head. The group gathered around the blue-clothed Belmont, watching as he opened his eyes. Like other reawakened fighters, Richter lacked the red aura and violet eyes of his captured self.

"Uh… did I miss something?" Richter asked, looking at the group that gathered around him.

"I literally asked that question!" Robin groaned out of frustration, covering his own face.

"Oh yeah!" Ken spoke, remembering something as he looked at the Legendary Hungry Wolf. "For those who don't know, this is Terry Bogard. Say hi, Terry." The only one of many survivors of Galeem's attack exposed himself out of the group, looking at those who haven't even been acquainted with him yet.

"Hi, I guess," Terry spoke, tightening his ponytail and adjusting his cap. "You all know me: the rebellious street fighter that masters various forms of fighting, including mastering chi energy. I'm… not really good at introducing myself to strangers in times like these, so… I suppose you wanna take down Dracula and widen up the gateway to the Dharkon Void?"

"Sure, I guess," Richter replied as he stood up, some of the other fighters rescued from the darkness in the castle agreeing in unison.

"Then let-s a go!" Dr. Mario spoke, running up the stairs to the throne room. Terry and the other fighters then followed after the prescriber, going one at a time on the thin staircase.