Day 2: Cheating?
I woke up to thunder and lightning. I looked out the window of my room. The rain was hitting it. "This is the start of a new day." Yesterday seemed so vivid. I got up and checked the nearby calendar, grabbing a permanent marker I crossed off December 03; the circle was still there. For a brief moment I pondered what had happened yesterday and what was really supposed to happen.
What happened: That I had obtained some form of amnesia, and learned that I was in a different world. And that I had become obscenely rich by gambling.
Eventually I walked out of my room and walked down to the cafeteria.
After ordering breakfast I sat down at a table. I stared at my food which consisted of pancakes, bacon and eggs. Every once in a while I looked up to see several of the Smashers staring at me. Eventually when I looked up I saw Pichu in front of me in Rai's arms. At first I jumped due to their sudden appearance.
"Can we sit here?" Rai asked.
"Sure." I replied. Rai sat down at the other end of the table and placed Pichu on the table.
"Rai told me you were the one who betted on me." Pichu said. "Thank you."
"What for?"
"Very few have actually bet on me. And when they did once they wouldn't any other time." Pichu replied. "Its rather depressing to know that when you enter a battle no one would be cheering for you..."
"So how did you manage to win?" Rai asked Pichu.
"Well call me crazy but halfway during the match I heard a voice in my head." Pichu explained. I realized that he had heard my voice... somehow. "The next thing I knew was that I was able to avoid every one of Marth's attacks and then when the items appeared I grabbed one and used it to beat Marth. Congratulations on your riches."
"Thanks." I replied.
However it quickly became evident that not all were rather pleased with Pichu's victory. Through out my day I would have to do my best to avoid Marth who seemed in a rather crabby mood and made it his sole duty to hunt down this mysterious person who bet $500 on Pichu and became obscenely rich. All he knew was that the person had Mewtwo make the bet for him.
He probably thinks the match was rigged and Pichu won by cheating...
"He does." Mewtwo replied to me telepathically. I jumped into the air due to his sudden invading my thoughts and a few Smashers were looking at me.
"Joy..." I muttered not at all amused now knowing that Marth would do his best to hunt me down. "Is there anything I can do to hide from him?"
"Well..." Mewtwo thought. "You could hide where the items are being stored, the room also needs reorganizing."
A room full of items... this can't end good...
"Why is that?" Mewtwo asked.
I fear that I might just be a natural klutz...
Mewtwo directed me to the item room, which was located near the stadium. As I entered in the room the lights turned on and it was rather messy. I cleaned up a bit of the mess, and when I was done I was staring at a wall full of red and white balls. Suddenly I tripped over a small cylinder like object.
Crap!
Everything suddenly happened in excruciatingly painful slow motion. I fell down backwards and knocked over several of the balls. The next thing I knew was that the balls had released several creatures. They were all glaring at me.
CRAP!
With that they ran away out of the room.
Mewtwo help!
"What happened?" Mewtwo seemed to sigh.
There were these balls that released several creatures! And they ran away.
"What!" With that Mewtwo teleported beside me and saw the balls on the ground. "These are Pokeballs..." He began to look up at the wall filled with them. "And you just released a bunch of strong ones..."
"What do we do?"
"You have to get them back. You have to return them to their Pokeballs."
"How do I do that?"
Mewtwo held up a Pokeball and pointed it towards something in the corner of the room. Suddenly a red beam of light shot out of it. It hit a blue blob, which quickly turned red and went into the ball. Mewtwo then placed it back on the wall. "And that's how you recall a Pokemon." Mewtwo said. "In any case you better do this before the manager finds out."
"What will happen if she does?" I asked.
"Who knows... Depends on her mood."
With out thinking I grabbed all of the Pokeballs and the cylinder object that I tripped over and ran out of the room.
It shouldn't be that hard to track down a couple of Pokemon!
"I'll shut down the access from these floors. So that they will stay in the bottom 200 floors!" Mewtwo said.
"That really doesn't make any sense... they can pretty much be hiding anywhere in the 200 floors."
"You're really lucky that none of them know teleport."
My heart skipped a beat; now knowing that Mewtwo had said that one of them was bound to somehow be fully capable of using teleport.
"I know what you are thinking, and by natural law you just screwed everything up."
Shit... wait... But Mewtwo said it first!
"Only if its been mentioned out loud."
"But I didn't say out loud that one of them was bound to somehow be fully capable of using teleport... shit... YOU TRICKED ME!" I could only imagine that I looked rather stupid yelling at the thin air.
"You must look rather stupid yelling at thin air." Mewtwo replied to me.
"STOP READING MY THOUGHTS!"
"This is really the only way we can communicate…" Mewtwo sighed. "You should be grateful that I'm at least giving you the freedom to walk around the Smash HQ by yourself…"
"I hate you so much right now…" I sighed. "Besides why aren't you helping me with this?"
"Because it's your mess and you have to clean it up…"
Excuses…
"I heard that… Besides I all ready showed you how to recall a Pokemon isn't that enough? Not to mention I sealed off all of places that they could escape to the main building."
I sighed. I guess that did somewhat help with the situation. However he only caught 1 of the 11 escaped Pokemon. Not to mention that 200 floors was a large area to cover no matter what. I looked at the object in my hand, the object that stared this wild goose chase, the strange silver cylinder. For a brief moment I wondered what it was, but I thought it was best to find out after I had caught the ten remaining Pokemon.
I don't know what urged me to check the stadium, but I rushed in, and sleeping in the middle of the stadium was a rather large Pokemon. "Return!" I shouted as I held out a Pokeball and a beam of red light shot to the Pokemon and hit it. Deep down inside I felt as though an impossible child hood dream had been accomplished. With the Pokemon back inside the Pokeball it was encased in a white light and quickly disappeared.
"You caught a Snorlax," Mewtwo telepathically said. "It's a rather lazy Pokemon, but I guess you catching it is a catch. But don't think that any of the others will be like this. In fact I'm 5,249,371 sure that you are going to fail catching the rest. But if you succeed you might live for 38 more days, if you fail eternal torment!"
Has anyone ever told you that you talk too much?
"No why?"
You talk too much.
Mewtwo was dead silent. It was clear he wasn't amused by what I had just said. "And here I was, thinking that I was going to tell you where the next Pokemon was. Guess you're going to have to find them by yourself."
Mewtwo…
"Maybe I could forgive such stubbornness, if you beg for forgiveness."
"No thanks." I laughed.
Slowly I made my way through the floors, each time I captured a Pokemon until there was only one left. I had finally cornered the small white egg Pokemon when it suddenly began waving its arms. In a flash of white light it disappeared.
"Mewtwo what was that move?" I asked.
"Metronome," Mewtwo replied, "it randomly selects any move to use in battle. And it just so happened to randomly choose teleport."
"And what are the odds of that?"
"About the same as Pichu winning against Marth."
"Boy I'm lucky…" I moaned sarcastically.
"In any case I've given you access to the full Smash HQ." Mewtwo sighed.
"Do you mind telling me where that Pokemon is?" I said.
"Why?" Mewtwo replied.
"Because it will be my head!"
"I fail to see a downside to this." Mewtwo replied indifferent.
"AGRH!" I shouted. "You are so frustrating!"
With that I began to run through the Smash HQ frantically looking for this Pokemon that had evaded me. Unfortunately the worst came.
"STOP!" A voice shouted. I suddenly froze; I had feared this moment for a long time... well at least since the beginning of the day… I turned around and standing there was Marth.
"So you are the person who betted on Pichu!" Marth said. "Fight me!"
"I don't want to!" I replied.
"Too bad!" Marth shouted. "I'll take down a cheater like you and restore my honor!"
But Pichu didn't cheat I just made a lucky guess… and took control of Pichu halfway through the match but I'm sure that's perfectly legal.
"He won't listen to reason." Mewtwo said telepathically. "You will have no choice but to fight him!"
I don't want to!
"Life is filled with things that you don't want to do, and this is one of them, at times like these you can only stand up and give it your best shot."
Ok... so how do I fight?
Mewtwo was dead silent. I guess it took him a few seconds to get over the shock of such a stupid question. Sure I knew how to fight... but he had a sword and I was rather defenseless. "Run away until items appear."
"The rules are: 4 stock, 8 minutes, no items: Final Destination!"
Crap...
"I don't agree with those rules!" I said sternly.
"Why not?"
"You have a sword that's an item!"
"Its my trademark along with my dazzling cape that eludes coolness and its also my logo! I would feel naked with out my sword."
Too much information!
I was silent. "Don't give in!" Mewtwo said.
I don't see you here trying to help me!
Mewtwo suddenly teleported in front of me. Marth wasn't too pleased to see him. "Mewtwo why are you defending him?"
"Every dog has their day." Mewtwo replied. "Yesterday just happened to be Pichu's, beside you were cocky, and arrogant. You thought that no matter what Pichu would lose, but Pichu would just continue to persevere until he beat you! Pichu is also a Smasher and he can accomplish great feats just like us!"
Marth stared coldly at Mewtwo. "So you are going to side with him and not a fellow Smasher!"
"I'm remaining perfectly neutral in this." Mewtwo replied.
"Right and that's why you were telling me to fight Marth a few seconds ago..."
Mewtwo just sighed. "Are you that gullible to believe that you could win against Marth?"
"I know I can't." I replied, noticing that Mewtwo was in complete control of the situation. "I would be naive to believe that I could win against him after I saw yesterday's fight."
"But you seemed perfectly eager to fight him a few minutes ago." Mewtwo replied.
"That was before he said the rules that I'm supposed to abide by." I replied.
"Those are the rules that serious men fight by!" Marth replied.
"You have a sword! I don't! The match up isn't anywhere near fair!" I tried to protest. "In three seconds you could have stabbed me through my heart and killed me!"
Mewtwo just began to laugh. I glared at him for his dark humor. "I'm sorry I just forgot to tell you about the basis of Smash battles, they happen yet none of the damage is lethal."
"I'm not believing that!" I shouted.
"Marth I'll have him ready for a battle in 8 days." Mewtwo said.
"You can't say that with out my permission!" I seemed to shout a lot.
"Thanks Mewtwo." Marth laughed walking away.
"Look if you are going to live here for the remaining 38 days of your life you better get accustomed to what we do." Mewtwo telepathically told me just so Marth didn't hear and figure out where I was from.
Marth glared at me. "You have 8 days..." He said before walking away.
I stared forwards. "Mewtwo... why did you make that decision?"
"Why not?" He replied slyly. "After all you don't want to spend your last 38 days of life doing absolutely nothing. It will at least spice up your life a bit. In any case you better get some rest. Tomorrow we begin training!"
Little did I know how eventful the 38 days were going to be...
"Anyways here are the Pokeballs." I said returning all of them to Mewtwo.
"You're still missing one..." Mewtwo said.
"What? This is bad!" I said running off to try and find the last Pokemon.
Damn it Marth made me forget completely about that last Pokemon!
I don't know how far I ran until I eventually heard the manager speaking. "Aw your so cute!" She shouted out. I stopped running and leaned against the wall trying to ease drop into the conversation. "I'm going to take you up to my room." I peered over the edge and saw her standing there holding the last Pokemon.
Crap!
"Its a Togepi." Mewtwo said appearing next to me. "You're lucky it wasn't one of the other Pokemon."
"I'm guessing she likes cute stuff."
"And that's pretty much how Pichu got in... That and we needed to fill some arbitrary headcount limit in order for people to feel satisfied for putting down $59.99 a ticket. And there was some pressure from the networks for prime time TV and how they wanted more fighters so that the broadcasted tournaments could last longer and they could get more money from the advertisers. And..."
"Okay I get it! When is the next tournament?"
"51 days from now. The biggest event you won't be apart of!"
"You can shut up now..." I moaned getting more and more agitated by the second. Suddenly a screaming began to fill the hallway. Naturally everyone looked at the source. There Pichu was running from Chocolate.
"Somebody save me!" Pichu screamed.
Mewtwo seemed to glare at me. "Chocolate is a cat..." I explained.
"Yes I know..." Mewtwo replied putting unusual amounts of emphasis on each of his words.
"And cats eat mice. But don't worry…"
"I was glaring because he was your cat…"
Chocolate pounced at Pichu knocking him down in front of us. Quickly I dashed towards Chocolate in order to grab him and stop him however he jumped out of the way and Pichu fired a thunder shock hitting me. "I'm getting quickly accustomed to being shocked..." I muttered falling to the ground.
Pichu quickly ran underneath me and Chocolate began to prowl around me. He then looked up and saw Mewtwo who was waving his tail in front of him. Quickly Chocolate began to bat at the tail. It started off playful and then chocolate pounced biting Mewtwo's tail. "AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Mewtwo screamed in pain.
This was actually enough to finally get the manager's attention. She walked over to us and stared in a bit of disbelief. "Just what is going on here?" She asked. "It looks to me like you were attacked." I had the strangest feeling that she was looking at me when she said that.
"Is it that obvious?" Mewtwo cried out in pain. Chocolate was still holding onto his tail.
"Who did this?" She asked. I made a mental note to find out her name soon. "It could have been one of our enemies... trying to kidnap you. Are they still in the building?"
"Yes..." Mewtwo winced. I made another mental note that she wasn't exactly attached to reality.
She dropped down to my side and looked over me. "These marks, it looks like you were electrocuted!" If I weren't all ready on the ground I would have fallen down.
Could someone with this high of a position be this out of touch with reality?
"Describe what the person who attacked you looked like!" She said to Mewtwo.
"Well he's small, black, furry, has yellow eyes..." Mewtwo said. I could only envision him with each word glaring at Chocolate.
"Mewtwo about that thing on your tail..." She said effectively ignoring Mewtwo's description. "Is that a new look?"
"No..." Mewtwo replied.
"Well it looks like a cat..."
"It is..." I moaned.
"You didn't kill it did you?"
"Not yet..." Mewtwo muttered. "Mind you its slowly approaching the top of my mental 'to do' list."
"Good it's so cute and adorable!" she once again completely ignored the second half of what Mewtwo said.
"I'd like to see how cute it is when it is biting you." Mewtwo replied with absolutely no emotion in his voice.
"Yet this cat seems vaguely familiar..."
"That's because you saw it yesterday." I cried.
"Anyways we spent enough time on small talk... We have to find out who did this to you in fact there could be a traitor in the Smash HQ!" I felt Pichu squirm a bit at those words. "And if it is a traitor they will have to be severely punished!" Pichu began to squirm even more. "SEVERELY!"
"Okay we get it..." I cried. "This wasn't anything it was just a complete accident. Chocolate..."
"Who?"
"The cat." I said trying to avoid smashing my head into the floor. "Was chasing Pichu. And when Pichu was cornered I tried to stop Chocolate and he dodged out of my way and Pichu shocked me."
"So Pichu is the traitor!" she said rather proud of herself. "I always suspected him, small, fast, a bit shifty... knew how to get around and all to well timed with his victory against Marth. Pichu is the traitor"
"NO!" Mewtwo, Pichu and I shouted at the same time.
"I think your trying to protect him."
She has to be brain dead!
"By the way I haven't seen you around here before are you new here."
Yes she is…
"We told you all ready that this was an accident." Mewtwo said. Mewtwo then teleported behind her and knocked her out cold. He reached down and placed his hand over her head and then teleported away a moment later Mewtwo returned.
"What did you just do?"
"I erased her memory of this... when she wakes up she will just remember an elephant rushing through the walls. Or something as equally as random as her mood swings."
"Peachy."
"I also got the last Pokemon." Mewtwo said holding the Pokeball in his hands. "Go to your room and get some rest. We'll meet tomorrow!"
With that I went towards my room. Eventually I got there.
And with that I went to bed...
To be continued...
The 51 days was to the Japanese launch... from the day this chapter is supposed to be on... (December 4th...) before that week delay…