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SUPER SMASH BROS. Civil War
Chapter 38: King of Subspace
Subspace
The Abyss
The Smashers arrived at a deep, dark abyss. They saw nothing beyond that except a grand illuminating blue light. For some reason, there were no sounds of terror or prayers heard, aside from the sound of lightning storms across the dimension. They looked around and realized there was nothing else to see. They wandered around in search of a way around the abyss, but couldn't.
"We can't cross this abyss. I don't even see any land beyond it," Mario peered.
"...I think we've… reached the edge of Subspace," Bowser assumed.
"Hey, did anyone else notice that Pitto flew off?" Pit just realized.
"I did not notice. Lucina disappeared too," Palutena noted. Secretly, she expected this and smirked internally.
"For crying out loud. I bet the others are having as much trouble as us right about now," Samus rolled her eyes.
"With faith, they will return to help us," Bowser spoke.
"Do you think so?" Lucario spoke.
"It's important that we don't quit on our friends before we quit on ourselves," Bowser answered, making everyone nod in agreement and praise his words.
Samus and Snake were especially impressed by Bowser's leadership skills. Mario, however, remained in the dark and only focused on Peach being safe.
"I'm impressed, Bowser. It seems your old life being destroyed really changed you for the better," Samus stated with a smirk.
"Nothing's changed for the most part. I'm just an effective ruler, that's all. I know how to run a kingdom and how being a leader works," Bowser told them.
"Yeah, but still you amaze me every day. Even Snake, who was the only one who never trusted you openly, now thinks you're a good leader," added Samus. Snake did not give a look and looked forward.
"Why would you think I'm a good leader?" asked Bowser.
"I mean, I would take leadership right away, but you convinced me otherwise that we need you. We were locked in a civil war and you had the courage to save us even though you were thought to be dead," said Samus.
"If you really think I'm capable of leading this team, perhaps I should be the leader one day," Bowser replied.
Mario went up to the front of the group and continued to walk as if everyone was following him instead. After numerous attempts to find a path beyond the Abyss, there was no possible option to go anywhere. Not that they were going anywhere anytime soon—
The Smashers came to observe the glowing blue light above the Abyss.
It flashed incredible amounts of electricity and continuously flashed a blue glow of light. Two strands of the blue light escaped and grew into a pair of colorful wings. The blue light revealed itself as a humanoid. A powerful prayer was heard, shaking everyone, as the being took form. For some reason, it felt like a theme song as the orchestra began. It was a mix of metal and choir.
The Smashers looked in shock over who they were up against this time. Not the mysterious floating hands, Koopa soldiers, registration forces, or even the deadly zombies called nanites, but a deity of unmentionable power. The being retracted his colorful wings and dished out golden chained blades. He mercilessly whipped the blades without touching them. As a matter of fact, he had his arms crossed, not moving a muscle.
The being forced the blades back, obviously taunting the Smashers at whim. The being edged closer to the Smashers without movement.
He spoke in a tone that was strange from previous enemies. Instead of a dark booming voice, or a sinister laughter, or a creepy sound, his voice was calm and echoing.
"Hello there. It is an honor to finally meet you all," said the being, as electricity flashed around him.
"Who… are you?" Mario asked in a low toned voice.
"...I am Tabuu."
