Despite starting with a major advantage, it seemed like Machoke could very well lose his fight with Missingno. The demonic boy had already demonstrated thirteen different types of moves that he could use and for all the heroes knew, he probably harnessed all the others as well.

Of course, with only ten minutes left, the boy would need to end this as soon as possible and as such, he charged toward Missingno. The demon encased his arms in stone before sending them forward only for Machoke to see this coming as he dodged to the right and sent a karate chop into the side of Missingno's head.

This caught the demonic boy off-guard just long enough for Machoke to reach his arms around his neck, lifting him up for a brainbuster. But just as he was about to connect it, Missingno smirked and said, "Nice try, but this is easy for me."

With that in mind, the demon proceeded to latch his stone-encrusted hands against Machoke's head before shouting, "NEEDLE ARMS!" small holes forming along the parts as rosebush thorns emerged, piercing Machoke's flesh.

The lizard boy could no longer pretend the pain was not there as he released his hold, Missingno exclaiming, "NOW TO SHOW OFF ANOTHER TYPING I HAVE!" before opening up holes all around his body and spinning around, a torrent of sand shooting out and striking his opponent repeatedly like a row of whips.

"SAND TORRENT!" the boy exclaimed as Aipom gasped, "He can also use ground type moves!" Gardevoir biting her lower lip as the demon added, "I can also use psychic and fairy type moves."

This made it official. There was no ability this villain did not have. Sure, he had not used specifically normal or fighting type moves, but normal and fighting types were the most basic around. If anything, Missingno had more-or-less combined a great deal of his attacks with those types.

And to further prove his words, he continued his onslaught by covering his arms in a dark aura, shouting, "This is a favourite of Alakazam's family, a little something known as Psybeam!" a streak of purple light following him as he rammed his fists hard into Machoke's chest, the boy coughing up blood as he backed up.

With that, Missingno took hold of Machoke and took to the sky. He then released his hold on him and flipped himself upside-down, his skull planted against Machoke's gut as a pink aura surrounded it, the boy shouting, "MOONBLAST DIVE!" the demon and Machoke both careening into the ground, Machoke coughing up even more blood.

Once again, Aipom could not believe this. Machoke had started this fight with a huge advantage. Missingno had taken in all sorts of damage from Talonflame and Lucario's combined efforts and yet despite all of that, even without resorting to his most powerful moves, he had already brought Machoke close to defeat.

Missingno then snickered and said, "I'll be honest, Machoke. I'm not nearly as surprised as I had led on earlier. Against any other opponent, you would have dominated this fight, I'm sure. But you never stood a chance against me, and you know why?"

Aipom and Gardevoir were both trembling as he held up Machoke by his shoulder, the boy barely conscious as the demon added, "It's because your typing is lame. Fighting types are the second-most pathetic types of fighters next to normal. Yes, you can dish out strong physical attacks, but you can't use the elements. Sure, your family is strong and has a knack for overcoming that weakness, but it won't help you against someone who's mastered all of them. Hell, I can use normal and fighting types moves, but so can everyone else. They're just souped up versions of the moves humans use. They're nothing special."

Machoke's body twitched as Aipom bit her lower lip, shouting, "YOU TAKE THAT BACK!" Gardevoir nodding and adding, "Yeah, fighting type moves are plenty strong!"

"Easy for you to say!" Missingno retorted before pointing at Gardevoir and adding, "You used to be a weakling, so anyone can look tough by comparison."

He then pointed at Aipom and stated, "And you're a normal type, the one type more pathetic than a fighting type. You're the worst offender of all."

The monkey was just about to let down tears when Gardevoir frowned and said, "Don't listen to him. He's just being a jerk," Missingno shrugging his shoulders and remarking, "Fine, live in your delusional fantasy world. See if I care."

However, it seemed Machoke was in the same state of mind as Gardevoir as he suddenly propelled his lower body upward, planting his feet hard into the demonic boy's chin. Missingno's eyes widened with shock as Machoke propelled himself onto Missingno's shoulders and rammed his elbows into his skull.

"You know, when I first heard what my type was, I was disappointed," Machoke said with a grimace, "I thought that was the lamest type in existence, but you know what? I have won an incredibly high number of fights since I started my career. I have faced a total of fourteen opponents in my life and out of all of them, I've defeated thirteen! That's not a bad track record if I say so myself!"

He then proceeded to latch his ankles around Missingno's neck before leaning backward and planting his hands against the ground. With that, he lifted up his opponent and slammed his face hard into the surface with a frankensteiner, Gardevoir and Aipom cheering all the while. If only Lucario and Talonflame had been awake to see this.

"As you can see, a fighter's type shouldn't matter in the long run!" Machoke exclaimed, "You may have every type in existence, but the real reason you've done so well is because of your skills! And that's what I need to do! As long as I fight with strategy and skill, I can beat anyone no matter what their typing is!"

However, Missingno did not seem the least bit intimidated as he laughed wickedly and pushed himself up to his feet. He had a look of pure insanity in his eyes as he exclaimed, "OH MY GOD, ARE YOU SERIOUS!?"

Machoke's confidence briefly left him as the demonic boy said, "That is the lamest and most cliched speech I have ever heard! My god, that's like something ripped out of a TV show for children or something like that! Do you get paid to say these sorts of things!?"

"Wait, can people get paid to do that?" Machoke asked as Aipom and Gardevoir shrugged, Missingno sighing, "Well, you're not completely wrong. I mean, it's true, if I didn't use skill, my type advantage wouldn't matter too much in the long run, but you can't deny that my moves pack much more of a punch than yours do. Ultimately, if time doesn't run out first, I'll definitely be the one winning this fight."

Unfortunately, Aipom could not argue against that point. Even before Missingno dished out all of those impressive moves he had used, he had still managed to weaken Machoke considerably and in a very short period of time no less. And with only a little over five minutes remaining until Giratina regained full power, it seemed like Machoke would not be able to end this in time.

With that in mind, Missingno charged at Machoke and encased his arms in stone, grabbing hold of the boy and spreading out his wings. He then took to the air and said, "Here's another combination of elements," the demonic boy spinning while a huge gust of wind surrounded him, small holes forming on his body. Small leaves came out and spun around, putting various cuts on Machoke's body as he cried out in pain.

"I now present to you another combination of three elements," Missingno said with a smirk, "This time, I combine flying, rock and grass to bring you a true masterpiece."

He then flipped his body around one-hundred-and-eighty degrees as he shouted, "RAZOR LEAF TWISTER!" headed toward the ground while Aipom and Gardevoir covered their eyes. They could not bare to watch any more of this.

However, Machoke did not look ready to cave in just yet as he let out a loud battle cry, applying just enough strength to free himself from Missingno's grip. The boy's eyes widened as Machoke righted himself up and grabbed hold of his ankles, resting his legs over Missingno's arms as the two were mere inches from touching the surface.

"Oh my god, is he using what I think he is!?" Gardevoir squealed as Machoke spat, "MUSCLE TOMBSTONE MACH TWO!" driving Missingno's head hard into the surface, the boy's eyes wide open as he gritted his teeth, trying his hardest to keep blood from escaping his mouth.

As Machoke released his hold on the demon and allowed his body to collapse, he stated, "The world may know how to counter that move now, but that doesn't make it useless. I just needed the right conditions to make it impossible to avoid."

Aipom let down light tears and sniffed, "I'm so proud. Even without my advice, he can still come up with incredible strategies that I would never think of."

Missingno was absolutely spellbound this time. Machoke's strategy had not only worked but it had dealt a lot of pain to him, but how? How had the boy overpowered his rock-encrusted arms? Not even Talonflame, whose physical strength exceeded that of Machoke could get out of that.

Whatever the case, he seemed to have very little time to think about it as Machoke said, "I can tell you're not finished yet, so I think I need to add a nice finishing touch to this," the boy lifting him up and leaping high into the air.

But while Gardevoir and Aipom expected him to switch over to his Ultimate Driver, Machoke seemed to get another idea entirely. Ever since Lucario had countered his Sunset Slam, he knew he would need to come up with a new finishing move and as such, he had spent quite a bit of time working on such a thing. He had not completely gotten an idea of how it would work, but he at least had a general concept in mind.

In fact, this could not have been more perfect to use on an opponent such as Missingno as he latched onto the demonic boy's wrists. He then wrapped his own legs around Missingno's to hold them in place and started to spin his body while saying, "I have to thank you, Missingno. You just gave me a great idea with those two overpowered finishing moves of yours."

"NO!" Missingno exclaimed with fury in his eyes as he tried his hardest to escape.

He tried lighting his arms on fire, turning them into ice and even encasing them in stone and forming the thorns from earlier. However, Machoke was too focused on finishing this to feel his attacks as he asked, "Before I finish you off, I have to know one thing. Why are you doing all of this? With your power, you could be our greatest ally but instead you choose to harm innocent lives."

Missingno closed his eyes and remembered exactly how he was born. As a matter of fact, he had been created in Hero Planet's lab completely by accident. It was a month ago when the head Scientist, a grey cat-like being named Espurr was closing up for the night. However, just as she was about to turn out the lights, she noticed the shelf holding her chemicals was starting to break.

She rushed to grab a special gun she had made that released an adhesive substance that could hold anything in place, but it was too late. The shelf slanted as a total of eighteen vials, each containing a liquid with a different colour, fell on top of her computer as a big cloud of smoke formed, Espurr covering her eyes. And when the smoke cleared, she could see the silhouette of what looked like a young human boy appear.

When she saw her computer had vanished, she could only come to one conclusion. The chemicals must have mutated the machine, her eyes sparkling as the human-like being looked at her with confusion.

She wasted no time welcoming him to the world and introducing him to everything around him. Thanks to him being part-computer, the boy did not need long to process everything and eventually figured out what each object was for and even understood the rules to follow when in the lab.

Espurr decided that the name Missingno would fit the boy perfectly. She was unsure of how she came up with the name, but she felt it had a nice ring to it and the boy seemed perfectly fine with this.

However, when Espurr discovered the many different powers locked inside of him, she just knew he could go on to do great things. As such, she educated him about various different jobs he could perform. Many appealed greatly to him, but the one he wanted to do the most was be a hero on Earth.

Back when Missingno was a computer, Espurr in her free time would surf the net to watch video recordings of matches taking place on Earth. She even downloaded a few superhero-themed video games and as such, Missingno wanted this life more than anything.

As such, Espurr secretly trained him to fight. Though since the Scientist herself was far from a great fighter, she used a combat robot to help him out. And due to Missingno's brain being part-computer, he very quickly caught onto the basics of fighting and even came up with a variety of signature moves he could use.

After a couple of weeks, Espurr decided that Missingno was ready and as such, she introduced him to the council. Of course, Beedrill and most of the staff were off hosting the Hero Olympics during this time, so the people taking the chairman's place were afraid to lose their jobs if they let Weedle and his son down. As such, they refused to allow Missingno to protect Earth under the impression that someone with his power could be too dangerous.

To make matters worse, they also told Espurr to seal him away. Of course the cat had no intention of doing this, but Missingno did not stick around to hear her speak in his defence. He felt that he had heard enough and took off from the building. He then hijacked one of their ships and headed toward Earth, intending to prove them wrong.

However, Missingno was the only alien being who resembled a human and as such, it was hard for him to be accepted by society. Since he did not wear clothes, various parts of him covered with clouds that resembled data, the people of Earth saw him as a mutant. And as a result, no one was willing to give the boy a chance.

Soon enough, much like Mawile, Missingno developed a deep hatred toward mankind. This was a planet where it was now normal for anthropomorphic animals to live and yet a human-like being with odd features was frightening? It was no wonder this race was unable to defend itself against villains. They were all judgemental wimps.

With all of this in mind, Missingno's new goal was to wipe out mankind, and he would do it with the help of a being he knew could assist him. Sure, he had only been alive for a couple of weeks, but since he was part-computer, this was easy for him to process as he found his answer. The only thing that was a challenge was figuring out where Giratina's neck rings were, but that was a minor detail. With the ancient dragon on his side, there was no way he could lose.

Back in present time, Missingno smirked and stated, "Because I hate mankind!" Machoke sighing, "You'll soon learn that way of thinking is wrong."

As such, the boy started to spin just like Missingno had while saying, "You think your elemental attacks are all that, but I'll prove to you that you don't need wind type attributes for this to be strong!" the boy performing a U-turn and shouting, "MUSCLE TORNADO!" the demonic boy's head driven into the hard surface below as his eyes and mouth were wide open.

Missingno coughed up blood as his eyes rolled to the back of his head, Machoke releasing his hold and allowing him to collapse. After a few seconds, it seemed he really was down for the count as Aipom and Gardevoir smiled wide and rose their arms in the air, shouting, "YOU DID IT, MACHOKE!"

The boy could not believe it. Despite everything going in his favour at the start of the match, it truly looked like Missingno would win. If Lucario and Talonflame had not dealt damage to him earlier, Machoke probably would not have won on time if ever. However, right now he was just glad to have won as the barrier surrounding Giratina was finally gone.

But before he could join his friends in celebration, Aipom pointed at Giratina and snapped, "MACHOKE, QUICKLY, FORCE HIM OUT OF THAT SPOT!" the lizard boy nodding until it suddenly dawned on him and the others that they were too late.

Despite all of their best efforts, eight hours had finally passed. As such, Giratina's red eyes flashed as he opened his mouth and revealed his razor sharp teeth, his muscles finally having returned. He then spread out his messy black wings and let out a loud roar, flexing his muscles and shouting, "OH YEAH, I FEEL AMAZING!"

All went silent as Gardevoir trembled, Aipom shaking her head while Machoke fell to his knees. He simply could not believe what he was seeing. He had gone to all that trouble to defeat Missingno. He had barely made it out of the match alive and yet he had failed to stop Giratina from regaining full strength.

However, rather than looking blood-thirsty, the dragon seemed rather intrigued as he noticed Absol and Missingno both lying unconscious. He looked at both Gardevoir and Machoke before asking, "Tell me, who was the one who defeated my cohort?"

Machoke trembled and uttered, "Um, it was her," pointing at Aipom who scowled at him, the dragon saying, "Nice try, but your reaction proves it was you."

"Oh god, strong and smart, the worst of both worlds!" Machoke exclaimed as Giratina smirked and said, "Don't worry. I'm not too upset. He fulfilled his purpose."

The others stared in confusion as Aipom asked, "Wait, what are you talking about?" Giratina letting out a light laugh before saying, "I simply needed him and his allies to distract you before I recovered. Hell, I was planning on doing away with him when this all ended."

Missingno had just barely enough consciousness to hear this as his eyes widened, the demonic boy slowly positioning his head so it was facing the dragon and exclaiming, "WHAT!?" Machoke panicking as Missingno ignored him and added, "You're bluffing, right?"

Giratina shook his head and remarked, "I only needed you before because I needed to regain my strength, but now that it's back, I don't need anyone! I can enslave all of mankind by myself! As it's been said, only Arceus was able to defeat me and he's not around anymore, so I don't need assistance!"

Missingno's eyes and mouth were wide open as he uttered, "No, you can't be serious. Surely you've gotten weaker over the years," Giratina remarking, "If you truly believed that, would you have turned to me for help in enslaving the human race?"

Machoke was still terrified out of his mind as Missingno had no way to respond to that. The sad truth was that Giratina was right. All along, despite his incredible power, Missingno never believed that he alone would be good enough for this. He had hoped to use the dragon to make his dream a reality.

Aipom and Gardevoir gasped in response to what happened next, Machoke even more terrified now as Giratina split his wings into three sections each. Each one was a long strand of shadowy flesh with with a red claw on the end of each as Giratina exclaimed, "SHADOW CLAW!" sending one of them downward and into Missingno's back, the demonic boys eyes and mouth wide open as he coughed up one last bit of blood.

And since the dragon had pierced his heart, there was no doubt about it. Missingno was dead, his body falling to the ground as Giratina folded his arms and pointed a claw at Machoke, saying, "You and your friends will join me in taking my first steps out of this world."

The boy stared in confusion but refused to question this. He failed to understand why Giratina would not just take him and his friends out then and there, but if it meant he could live for even a little bit longer, he would not say a thing. Right now, he was too stunned after witnessing Missingno die before he had a chance to turn his life around.