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Chapter Summary: After the Viridian City Massacre, the Denied decide to head for the conference room to make their presence known to their friends-turned-enemies. During the ongoing conference, some changes are made.
Smash Bros. Put on Notice
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Smash Bros. Universe: Conference Room
The Smashers filed into the conference room quietly. After Mewtwo, Roy and Pichu's dramatic departure 2 days ago, the Smashers were still stunned at the jealousy they had shown toward them all. Well, that scare was all behind them now. Or so they thought.
Crazy Hand pounded on the newly repaired table several times. "This meeting has officially come to order," he stated, "and now, heh heh, I introduce to you my brother, Master Hand." The ominous hand floated towards the opposite end of the long table.
"Thank you, Crazy," said Master Hand. "Ladies and gentlemen, during Mewtwo's little… tirade two days ago, I happened to mention I wanted no clones in Super Smash Bros. Brawl. Am I right?" The Smashers nodded.
"Oh, yeah, yeah, bro, you're absolutely right, heh heh," replied Crazy Hand.
"Of course I am," Master Hand said, "so, Mario, I must tell you that you are to destroy your Dr. Mario clone." Mario nodded reluctantly just as Dr. Mario walked into the room. Everyone stared at him with looks of regret.
"Do it. And quickly, please." Mario broke open a Smash Ball, and unleashed a powerful Mario Finale on his doctorate clone. The flames engulfed Dr. Mario, and when it was over, all that was left was a mere trophy of the doctor. With a wave of his malevolent hand, Crazy Hand shattered the trophy to smithereens. Dr. Mario was no more.
"It is done," said Master Hand, "and we shall now turn our attention to another clone, Young Link. Please rise." Young Link nervously stood up and looked at his boss.
"Young Link, we will not destroy you like we have the doctor, but things must change around here, so it is time you took on a more, well, unique role." Then the giant villain snapped his fingers. Young Link was surrounded by a blinding flash of light. Then, after about 15 seconds, the light disappeared, and in its place was unique, all right.
"It can't be!" gasped Zelda.
"HAHAHAHAHA! Oh but it can, dear Princess of Hyrule," said Crazy Hand, "the little tyke's role in this series has been… reanimated. HAHAHAHAHA!" So it was. Young Link had been turned into what he looked like in Wind Waker!
"There. The cloning issue has come to a close—"
"WRONG! It is only just beginning!" a familiar voice screamed in everyone's minds.
"Mewtwo!?" shouted the irate Master Hand, "You leave the premises immediately!"
"I no longer take orders from you, Master Hand. The following is the fate of all in the universe who dare question our power! " Then Master Hand was struck from behind by Mewtwo's Shadow Ball. Roy then used a charged Shield Breaker, and Pichu used Thunder to take down Master Hand for good. Crazy Hand dropped his bombs on the trio, but they easily dodged and did the same exact combination on the maniacal Master Hand counterpart. Both Hands were left lying and groaning on the floor.
"Ha! That was too easy, and now…" the Genetic Pokemon lifted up the Hands with his telekinesis, and the Hands unknowingly started destroying everything in sight. Zelda broke open a Final Smash, and almost fired a Light Arrow at Mewtwo but Pichu started beating her up and the Smash Ball started flying away. Pichu then hit two Thunders on the Smash Ball, and it broke open, but nothing happened. Of course nothing happened. Pichu didn't have a Final Smash. The 2nd-generation Pokemon shouted in anger.
"Pichu Pichu. Pi Pi Pichu Pi Pichu Pichu Pi Pichu (Doesn't matter. I'll have far better power later anyway!)" Then Mewtwo beckoned his colleagues to leave.
"Until next time!" Mewtwo then shot a laser into the wall. The laser made that now infamous symbol on the wall; the X inside the star, the symbol of the Denied. When the Smashers looked back to the trio, they were gone. They had to do something.