"Thank you." Her kind words were the most real emotion that she had shown, the fake Yukari stood like a robot. And just like clockwork, she shot up, her feet almost gliding across the floor, grabbing Pikmin and the girl almost like a suicide attempt, grabbing their sleeves of their clothes. Her voice didn't sound like herself anymore, just an emotionless person, trying to show happiness.
"We go together!" The world warped around them, and then the gap adsorbed them all. When they came too, they stood in a white world, with only black streaks acting like clouds. There were only three figures dragged into the realm. Yet, a 4th figure stood next to Yukari, her head staring down at the cold floor.
"Aya?!" Pikmin cried out, his voice forever echoed across the corridor like realm. Like Yukari, Aya stood like a clockwork robot, facing the floor. The two stood in the realm of the puppet-master and they were about to play their twisted game.
"Every move I made, was supposed to be flawless." Aya and Yukari's mouth moved in unison. There was two people speaking, both female but the voice that came out was a single man. "I hate it when my game and my rules are broken!" His voice changed into a child not getting what he wants. String like sword swung from all sides towards the two. Pikmin clenched his fist as the yellow haze appeared around the two. The shield barley cracked as the string smashed into the shield.
"PLAY FAIR!" The voice screamed as the shield clashed with an invisible force, the force sending the two backwards as small yellow shards flew like a lone cherry blossom. Pikmin had no time to admire the beauty of his own shield being shattered. Aya flew towards him, punching him in the jaw with bullet speed, sending him dazed into the air, grabbing onto his neck.
"Good, you're playing by my rules. Now die!" The voice spoke as Aya applied pressure to his neck, Pikmin brought his legs back, kicking the Tengu in the chest, like a graceful bird, the two fell. Pikmin's left arm shone a scarlet red as a small chain flew out, grabbing the graceful Aya by the legs, as he dragged Aya up to him with an effortlessly tug.
"PLAY BY MY RULES!" The voice screamed again as the string swords flew at Pikmin's back, smashing into his back and Pikmin dropped like a rock, the chain disappearing into mist. Soft warm blood poured down his back. The girl ran towards him, barley avoiding a barrage of kunais from Yukari.
"Pikmin!" She cried out but her cry was stopped an Aya flew overhead, circling over the two like a vulture around them. Pikmin's leather shirt from the back was torn, revealing small cuts bleeding across his back. And then Yukari appeared in-front of them, holding her sword like an assassin, the girl swung her chains around and she quietly muttered to herself.
"Chain Sign: Venomous Snake." The chain flew into the chair, it was outlined by an green aura snake, its tongue represented the end of the chain, it wrapped its way around the arm, and without any warning. The chain impaled small green thorns into Yukari's right arm, the venom took indeterminate effect, Yukari begun to slow in speed, allowing for an quick punch in Yukari's stomach. She fell to the floor as Aya brought her maple leaf to her chest for a second before she spun in a perfect fashion as the wind picked up as a curved and deadly winged air current flew towards them.
That was all the time Pikmin needed as he warped back into existence thanks to his mist ability. "Your little game is through!" Pikmin cried as he grabbed Aya's black wings and his sword came into existence, slashing the wings in one swift movement as the feathers fell with a loud scream emitting from Aya as she fell from the heavens, smashing into the white floor.
Blood dripped from Aya's back, the same as Pikmin. "YOU ARE BREAKING MY RULES!" The voice screamed as the string swords appeared around Pikmin, ready to impale him if he did the slightest wrong move. And then the swords flew towards him but he was already gone. The swords kept trying to stab the existence hopping Pikmin, but nothing would hit him. Countless swords were appearing as-well. At the end of the arena, Yukari warped in front of him, her right arm an dark green as she flung her umbrella tip, trying to knock Pikmin into the advancing sword. Pikmin smashed into Yukari, the umbrella's tip impaling him in the arm and then she brought the arm down, more blood poured down his arm, and then he punched in the stomach, winding her and warping in that split second to escape.
"Your arm!" The girl ran over to Pikmin, looking at the wound that was inflicted upon his arm. He shrugged his shoulder, his face wincing at both the pain from his jaw, back and now the arm. And then, he hit the floor, unconscious. Yukari appeared behind the girl without her knowing, her right arm could barely move, being dragged across the air, her left arm held a steel long sword with blood spattered all over it. Her face looked like a demented serial killer, about to claim her last victim.
She slid across the floor and her sword shadow appeared above the girl, ready to drive her head off. At the last second, all was heard was a demented laughter, it was a combination of a child and a man.
SLASH!
The sword hit the invisible barrier that shattered like glass, no shards were left but it left Yukari's chest wide open as she begun to spin her chain around rapidly, sparks repeatedly left and right and then, in an calm voice in contrast to her body movement, frantic.
"Hell Chain!" The chain flew like an snake once again, instead of going for the biting motion, it flew like a bullet, piercing Yukari's chest while the blood spattered all over the floor, Yukari's eye stood gazed in shock as she tilted her neck slowly towards her chest before she jerked towards the ground, the hole in her chest steaming.
The two soldiers laid defeated in the void of black and white. An expanding sphere appeared forming in-front of the girl. She leaned over to the faint Pikmin, having him leaned against her right shoulder. The sphere begun to take the two colours of black and, until it exploded, revealing only one person.
The demented puppet-master.