Lucario breathed heavily and glared into Absol and Missingno's eyes as the demonic boy laughed and exclaimed, "Oh my god, this is just precious! Do you seriously think you're in any condition to fight us!?"

Absol took a deep breath and said, "Yes, you should have stayed down," Lucario retorting, "So what!? I've done things I'm not proud of, many things, but now I'm a hero and that means I'll fight to the bitter end no matter what!"

"Lucario, I won't think any less of you if you forfeit," Machoke uttered, a serious look taking over as he added, "I'll take it from here. I can take these two," Missingno smirking and remarking, "Big words coming from the man who lost to Lucario in the finals."

"Look, Machoke," Lucario retorted, "I have no doubt that you can stand up to these two, but as long as I have the energy to continue, I'm not giving up, so wait until I'm finished. I was hoping you could save your energy for Giratina, but you might just be able to stop Missingno before it's too late."

Machoke was about to protest, even Aipom and Gardevoir feeling like the dog should have just given up his pride and let the boy take his place. However, Machoke then saw it, that same glimmer in Lucario's eyes. Perhaps he could at least finish one of them off.

Missingno laughed insanely and exclaimed, "Oh my god, do you seriously think you can take us both!? Come on, Absol, let's finish this!" the wolf holding up his right paw and remarking, "No."

The boy stared at the wolf and remarked, "What do you mean 'no'?" Absol remarking, "I'm sorry, sir, but I want to be the one to finish him off. Lucario has done nothing but piss me off since the moment I saw him fight in the Olympics. I'm going to humiliate him in the worst way possible, by ending his winning streak with one of his father's moves."

Missingno stared silently for a few seconds before a grin formed on his face, the boy nodding and saying nothing. This sounded absolutely fiendish to him, the ultimate end to this intense match.

All the while, Machoke really hoped this would not be in vain. He was not sure if they could risk this, especially since Giratina only had a little less than a half-hour until his full strength returned. Hopefully Lucario would have what it took to make a difference.

With all of this in mind, Absol marched toward Lucario, the dog growling and sending a palm punch toward him only for the wolf to block it and lift his arms up with a smirk on his face. Then, in a taunting voice, he stated, "Look at you. You're pathetic. You can barely stand right now."

Sweat poured down Lucario's head as the wolf added, "You may know how to counter your father's special moves, but in the state you're in, you won't have the strength to do that again. But before I finish you for good, I have something else in mind."

The dog's eyes and mouth went wide, Machoke and the others staring in utter silence as Absol swung his horn downward in front of Lucario's chest, shouting, "NIGHT SLASH!"

And the heroes had the perfect reason to be shocked. Absol had not put a cut in Lucario but rather his chest spike, something the dog had since birth. He had used it as a weapon to finish off his opponents for so long and yet there it was, rolling along the ground as Absol had a maniacal smirk on his face. Now all that remained was a hard white circle on Lucario's chest, the dog breathing heavily.

"Now you can't use that precious London Bridge of yours," the wolf said with a smirk, "but come on, is that really such a big loss? Now that the whole world know how to get out of it, it's not like you would have had a reason to use it."

The dog took a deep breath and refused to dignify that with a response, Absol shrugging his shoulders before taking hold of those very spots on Lucario. He then leapt high into the air as everyone stared in silence, knowing exactly what was coming as the wolf flipped the dog upside down and pressed his knees up against his feet.

"Now to finish what I started earlier," Absol said with a serious look in his eyes, the wolf descending toward the mat while shouting, "COLLAPSING TOWER!"

"LUCARIO!" Machoke and the others exclaimed with terror in their eyes, but just as it looked like the dog was done for, a familiar blue aura covered his body for a few seconds, the dog sporting a serious look while it seemed all of his strength had returned.

Before, this would have been a reason to worry. Whenever this aura appeared during the Hero Olympics, Lucario's entire personality would change and cause him to become mad with power. However, after the way he had hurt Amanda's feelings, he would never allow this to happen again.

As such, the dog managed to keep a level head as he flipped his body upward so he was now facing Absol. The wolf's eyes widened as Lucario grabbed hold of his waist and held Absol over his head, leaning backward and aiming the wolf toward the ground.

"No," Absol uttered, his eyes and mouth wide with shock, "How are you able to pull this off?"

Lucario refused to answer his question and instead stated, "You made a mistake trying that on me. I know how to counter my father's signature moves, but let me ask you something. Do you know how to counter them?"

The wolf went silent as he gulped nervously, Lucario sighing, "I thought so," before driving the side of the wolf's head hard into the rock-hard surface and shouting, "HALF-MOON PRESS!"

All went silent as this seemed to expel most of the dog's energy. Missingno stared in utter silence, thinking, 'No way that ended it. Absol can handle much more damage than what he took in. That move couldn't possibly be enough to defeat him, can it?'

The others could not help but think the same thing. Absol seemed to have plenty of fight left in him before taking in that attack. Surely that one slam was not enough to knock him out.

However, after a few seconds, it seemed Missingno's worst fears were true as Lucario continued to breathe heavily, uttering, "Here's a hint of advice. The next time you decide to face someone, come up with your own finishing moves. I'm going to do just that now that my chest spike is gone," the dog then leaning down and picking up the part that he been separated from him.

"You know, it doesn't have to be gone for good," Aipom uttered as the dog turned to her, the monkey adding, "We could have it reattached. It's actually not that difficult."

Lucario thought about this for a few seconds and shook his head, a light smile on his face as he said, "I've been relying on this for far too long. Besides, Absol's right. Now that everyone knows how to get out of my London Bridge, there's no point holding onto it. Aside from that one move, all it did was make hugging my sister more difficult, and I don't think I want to deal with that anymore."

However, Missingno did not even care about the conversation taking place. Right now, the only thing that mattered to him was that he was the only one left who could take these heroes on. With that in mind, he knew he would need to finish Lucario off sooner than later. After all, Machoke would be next and he was the one the demonic boy wanted to fight the most.

However, since Lucario still had enough strength left, he held up a defensive stance as Machoke said, "Look, Lucario, you've done a great job, but maybe I should take it from here."

The dog then turned, glanced at the boy and realized he might be right. With that in mind, he smiled and nodded his head, saying, "Well, there is only one opponent left. I guess there's no harm in-"

"Not so fast!" Missingno exclaimed, all going silent as the boy once again sprouted his wings and flew toward Lucario from behind while saying, "I'll be glad to face you, Machoke, but I at least want the satisfaction of truly ending this match!"

"Wait, he's taking advantage of Lucario's condition!?" Machoke spat, his eyes wide with shock as Aipom uttered, "I thought only Absol cared about his track record."

However, it seemed Missingno had other intentions as he added, "Make no mistake, I couldn't care less if Lucario has a perfect winning streak or not. The fact is this started off as a match between my team and Talonflame's team, and last I checked, there's still no official winner of this fight. I'm simply giving it closure."

Machoke blinked as Aipom sighed, "I hate to say it, but that's actually a good point," Machoke gritting his teeth and retorting, "I don't care! I should go in there and stop this!"

However, it was too late as Missingno encased his arms in stone and said, "If you thought my Thunderstorm Hurricane was impressive, wait'll you get a load of this," the demonic boy taking to the sky as small holes formed into his back, a big waterfall coming out like a fountain.

However, he had no intention of using his Waterfall Driver like last time as the liquid went upward a bit before slanting backward in an arch, touching the ground behind the two. As such, Missingno held Lucario high above his head as the water pulled them upward, the boy exclaiming, "WATERFALL SUPLEX!"

Once the two reached the top of the water, Machoke closed his eyes in panic as the two were soon tilted one-hundred-and-eighty degrees, their heads now facing the ground. And after a few seconds, Lucario's skull made contact with the surface as his eyes and mouth were both wide open, the dog coughing up blood.

And as soon as Missingno released his hold on the dog and allowed him to collapse, there was no doubt about it. He was down for the count as Missingno lifted his arm in triumph, Machoke and the others staring in stunned silence. Sure, they knew this was going to happen, but it was still a lot to take in. Of all heroes, Lucario had lost. What chance did Machoke have?

Even so, it would not be long before Giratina awoke and thus the Missingno took a deep breath, smirking and saying, "Well, two down, one to go. I have to admit, I'm a little nervous."

However, Machoke could tell the boy was only saying this in the ironic sense. If anything, Machoke himself was feeling much more nervous, especially after seeing Missingno in action. As if being so many different types was not bad enough, he seemed to have a tendency to dish out one surprise after another.

However, just as it looked like the boy would get cold feet, Aipom took a deep breath and said, "Hey, Machoke, you came all this way to help us. You're showing more courage than ever before."

The boy's eyes widened as Gardevoir nodded and said, "You taught me to never give up even when the odds were stacked heavily against me. And you always have a tendency to get right back up even when your opponent is too much to bare."

Machoke took a deep breath and replied, "You're right. Lucario may have beaten me, but no one else has," the boy then grinning childishly and adding, "Besides, after all that damage Talonflame dealt to him, he'll probably be a cinch anyway," Aipom face-palming as she figured this way of thinking was better than remaining scared.

"So, are you finally ready to face me?" Missingno asked with a smirk, "You know, I don't mind waiting. You can just choose to stand around and stare at me for the next twenty-something minutes. After all, that's about how long Giratina has to go until all of his power has returned."

Machoke had now removed all of his fear as he sported a serious expression and retorted, "I'm not letting that happen!" as he stepped forward. However, the boy did not start off on the offensive.

Sure, he was in a hurry to stop Giratina's restoration, but he also knew by now that he would need to think logically if he was to win. Rash thinking was what cost him his match with Lucario, and even with Missingno having taken in a lot of damage, the demonic boy was still able to pack a punch as was shown with both finishing moves he had used earlier.

Missingno, on the other hand, seemed more than eager to start the fight as he asked, "Aw, you're gonna give me the first move? I'm flattered," the boy then sprinting toward Machoke. But just as he got close, Machoke smirked and sent a karate chop toward his face.

Missingno figured he would try something like this as he quickly encased his arms in stone only for Machoke to redirect his karate chop toward the boy's forehead. Missingno's eyes and mouth were wide open as Machoke proceeded to wrap his arms around him and lift him up, leaning his body backwards and planting the boy's skull into the ground with a German Suplex.

Aipom and Gardevoir smiled bright as they cheered heavily. Even with Machoke only having trained for a little while, it seemed to have paid off as this was one of the most impressive starts he had ever displayed. Even Missingno had not seen this coming as he quickly sprang to his feet and breathed heavily, his eyes still wide open.

"You're not the only one full of surprises," Machoke said with a smirk, "Don't think for a minute that I wasn't paying attention to you during your fight with Talonflame and Lucario. You said you were saving your most powerful abilities for later, most likely so I wouldn't know what to expect from you, but you showed off more skills than you thought you had, and that defensive manoeuvre of yours is the most predictable of all your tactics."

Missingno smirked and said, "Well, not bad, but let's see if you can come up with better," the demonic boy's arms still covered in stone as he held them back, shouting, "ROCK RECKER!" ending his fists forward.

However, Machoke wasted no time as he wrapped his arms around him, shouting, "MACH COVER!" and as the stone-encrusted fists collided with his body, they seemed to deal no damage whatsoever as the boy had a smirk on his face.

"Yeah!" Aipom and Gardevoir both squealed, the monkey's eyes sparkling as she sniffed, "I'm so proud of him!"

Unfortunately, it seemed Missingno was not the least bit intimidated as he asked, "Oh, is that all?" Machoke blinking and asking, "You do know how powerful this defence is, right?"

"Of course," Missingno replied, "Everyone saw how easily it caused Lucario to drop his guard during your match with him, but everyone also saw its two biggest weaknesses, and guess which one I'm going to exploit!"

Machoke's eyes and mouth were wide open as Missingno encased his arms in ice, forming lances with them. Seeing this, Aipom knew exactly what was coming as she screeched, "MACHOKE, FORGET THE COVER AND DODGE!" but Missingno was not about to let the boy do that as he immediately sent his ice lances into Machoke's arms, piercing his flesh as he cried out in pain.

Machoke then backed up and pried his arms out of the ice, taking a few deep breaths before shaking his head and sporting a serious look. Right now, he needed to be stronger than ever before, meaning something like this should come off to him as nothing more than a minor setback. After all, the fate of the world depended on this.

"Not bad," Missingno said with a smirk, "You certainly handled this attack better than Talonflame did, but that hardly matters," the lances changing back into regular arms as he added, "You're right when you said I showed off a few too many abilities, so allow me to demonstrate something I didn't use during the fight earlier."

Machoke's eyes went wide as the demonic boy sped behind him and wrapped his ice-encrusted arms around the hero. Machoke started to panic as the cold was almost too much to bare, Missingno stating, "FYI, this isn't even the worst of it."

He then proceeded to blow ice-cold wind from his mouth into the back of Machoke's head before lighting his arms on fire. Aipom and Gardevoir both winced as they knew exactly what feeling extreme heat after being exposed to freezing temperatures could do to someone.

And sure enough, steam emitted from Machoke's body as he cried out in pain, Missingno leaning backward and connecting his own Suplex, slamming the boy's head hard against the ground. Machoke would have at least attempted to get out of this, but due to the extreme heat he was feeling, he was too distracted to try.

As the boy rose back to his feet, Missingno smirked and said, "I may not be in perfect condition right now, but I have a ton of abilities at my disposal. If you haven't caught on yet, I am a master of ten different types of fighting. Grass, fire, electric, water, ice, flying, poison, rock, steel and dragon. I embody all of those, making me the most unique and unpredictable adversary you will ever meet!"

"That's not every type, is it?" Machoke groaned as Aipom replied, "Oh no, there's still plenty left out of the equation, but this is still bad news. It's best you don't let your guard down."

With this in mind, Machoke was once again on the defensive. Sure, Missingno may have taken in a lot of damage earlier, but he was still clearly able to use his skills. The boy would have attempted one of his own finishing moves, but much like the Mach Cover, those abilities had been countered and Machoke was certain that his opponent knew exactly how to counter them. With this in mind, he would not make the same mistake he did against Lucario. He intended to save his finishing moves for when he knew Missingno was weak enough.

With this in mind, he waited for the demonic boy to come at him again as he found just the right moment to send a kick into Missingno's shin. The boy seemed to be caught off-guard by this as Machoke sent a hard punch to his face.

However, it seemed this was not enough as Missingno smirked and shifted his arms into vines, latching onto Machoke's shoulders. The lizard boy's eyes widened as his opponent stated, "By the way, I can use two elements at once with my arms."

Now Machoke was truly frightened as electricity ran along the vines and touched his body. He cried out in pain as the element coursed through his veins, Aipom shouting, "IGNORE THE PAIN AND TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS!"

Machoke gritted his teeth and nodded, trying his best not to let the pain get to him as he grabbed hold of the vines. Missingno's eyes widened as the lizard boy proceeded to pull upward on the vines thus lifting the demonic boy over his head and leaning backward, planting his head into the ground.

Missingno had to admit that he was impressed. Even Talonflame had been unable to resist his electricity and yet Machoke had managed to do just that and even deal damage while doing so. But even so, this was but a minor setback to him as he smirked.

"You know, Machoke, I have heard amazing things about you and yet honestly, I'm a bit disappointed," Missingno said as the lizard boy blinked, a look of confusion on his face while the demonic boy added, "I mean, right now, you're in a hurry to stop Giratina's recovery and yet all you've done so far is hit me with the most basic moves in the book. You've done nothing to differentiate yourself from other fighting types. I mean, if you at least attempted one of your legendary finishers on me, I'd be done for a lot quicker, don't you think?"

Aipom stared silently and groaned, "Oh god, he's not doing what I think he is, is he?" but just as Gardevoir was about to retaliate, it seemed she would not need to as Machoke retorted, "I'm saving my finishing moves for the right moment. Just like how Absol knew how to escape from Lucario's London Bridge thanks to me, you probably know how to counter all of my finishing moves. I can't risk using them when you're in decent fighting condition."

All went silent as Aipom let out a sigh of relief, Gardevoir giving Machoke a sweet smile. It seemed Machoke really had learned from his past mistakes, and even Missingno was impressed. This was certainly sound logic, but it hardly mattered to him as a wicked smirk formed on his face.

"Well, Machoke, it seems you've got me all figured out," the boy said, "or do you?" the lizard boy blinking as the demonic boy added, "Quick heads-up, I actually do have other types of abilities that I haven't shown you yet."

Machoke was taken off-guard when two dark-purple orbs covered his right hand, the boy rushing at Machoke and exclaiming, "SHADOW BALL!" sending a hard punch with that very hand into Machoke's face.

This caused a considerable amount of pain as the boy was already coughing up blood. He could not believe it. He had only taken in a few hits and yet Missingno had already drawn blood from him, Aipom gasping, "So he can use ghost type moves as well!"

"And it only gets better!" the demonic boy exclaimed as he sprouted his wings and let out a loud cry, black rings of energy covering his body and circling him.

With that, he flew toward Machoke and exclaimed, "DARK PULSE!" ramming his skull hard into the boy's gut, sending him flying as he was just a millimetre away from falling off the edge of the land form he and Missingno were fighting on.

Luckily, he had just enough strength to avoid falling as Aipom whimpered, "What type of move was that?" Missingno grinning at her and replying, "Dark, my friend. Dark."

Machoke managed to use this chance to run away from the edge, breathing heavily with terror in his expression, Gardevoir whimpering all the while. Just what else did Missingno have at his disposal? Sure, neither of those moves were quite as devastating as his Thunderstorm Hurricane, but it was still shocking. Did this mean Missingno embodied every single type of fighter in existence?

It was looking more and more likely as the boy proceeded to form a scorpion tail from the data-like clouds covering various parts of his body. He then dove toward Machoke with the spike aimed straight for him and shouted, "POISON TAIL!"

However, Machoke was prepared for this move as he swerved to the right and grabbed hold of the tail, grunting, "Those last two moves were actually impressive! This is predictable as hell!"

However, he soon found himself eating those words as Missingno somehow managed to increase the strength of the tail, flipping his own body over three-hundred-and-sixty degrees thus pulling Machoke up and slamming his back into the ground behind him. Now Aipom and Gardevoir were even more worried, Machoke's confidence lowering by the second.

Missingno laughed insanely and exclaimed, "This is the legendary Machoke!? I'm not even using anything special and yet look at all the damage I've dealt to you! I took in all kinds of pain before this fight started and yet you look more battered than I do!"

Machoke refused to let this get to him, though, as he slowly rose to his feet, his confidence back as he sighed, "You may have some incredible skills, but I can still beat you. Show me what else you got," Aipom all the while counting the number of types he had used with her tail fingers and saying, "So bug type can be added to the list."

With only ten minutes remaining, Machoke would certainly need to pull his act together. It was just as Missingno said. Right now, all he was doing was demonstrating his other abilities. None of the moves he had used were anything special and yet he had already done an insane amount of damage to Machoke. Was this really a futile effort or could Machoke turn this around?