Author's Note: Hehe, wow. Two different story updates in one day. Never done that before... Anyway, yeah, I know its been a while, but here you go: The Infection, Chapter Three.
Disclaimer: All of these characters belong to Nintendo, Sega, and Konami.
Chapter 3
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"It's-a… not a-lookin' good." Dr. Mario said grimly as he exited Falco's room. Mewtwo, Marth, Ike, and Roy waited outside the room for his diagnosis. Most of the other Smashers waited in the common rooms for news. Samus had vanished after her discovery of Falco. Captain Falcon had gone with her.
"What do you mean?" Ike pressed. "Don't you know what's wrong with him?"
Dr. Mario sighed. "Yes, and a-no," he shook his head. "It's like a-something I've never seen. I a-know what's a-wrong, but not what to a-do." Marth and Roy glanced at each other.
"Can he be treated?" Mewtwo looked at Falco's room, thinking.
"Possibly. He was un-a-conscious when… Samus a-found him. He woke up a-briefly in pain, so I a-gave him a-something to knock him out again." He lowered his head and began walking away. "But I a-just don't a-know."
"Well, there's a big library in the Mansion, maybe there are some medical books in there that could help," Roy offered.
"Maybe…" No one spoke for a moment.
"Well, we need to tell the others." Mewtwo moved past them and headed for the common room.
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All the Smashers were silent as Mewtwo and Dr. Mario gave the news. Fox and Samus were especially upset over the news: Fox for his friend, and Samus because she found him like that.
"So, you don't know what's wrong with him?" Fox asked again.
"No,"
"Will he be alright?" Someone asked.
"We don't know. We hope so."
"Is he infectious?" Samus asked this one. No one had seen her leaning against the wall near the back. It was a good question, one Dr. Mario had never considered.
"I, a-don't know." He said quietly. Everyone gathered looked nervously around at each other. Everyone eventually glanced at Samus, since she was the first one to encounter Falco.
Samus sniffed, shook her head, and walked away. "I need to lie down, this is too much." Roy glanced nervously at Dr. Mario; he was met with a shrug. Roy frowned and turned back to the gathered Smashers.
"This is not good, this is not good at all," Master Hand paced (well, as best a floating hand could pace) back and forth. "I fear…"
"What? Fear what?" Ike cut it.
"Oh…uh, I fear that we uh…" Master Hand stumbled over his words (wait, what?). "I, uh, fear we may have to delay the start of the Brawl Tournament until this s sorted out." And he was gone.
"Sort out?" Marth scratched his head. "Sort what out? Falco's illness? What's to sort out?" Most of the Smashers began to disperse, trying to put this out of mind for a while. Dr. Mario, Mewtwo, Roy, Ike, Marth, and the Pokemon Trainer remained.
"I don't like this," Mewtwo said.
"Like what?"
"The way Master Hand was acting. It was strange." They all nodded.
"What do we do?" The Pokemon Trainer asked them all.
"Wait 'till something else happens." Mewtwo offered before floating away.
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