Origins: Yoshimitsu
Conference Room A, Smash Mansion
"Sacré Dieu!" shouted Greninja as he eyed the dossier Mario had slid in front of him.
When the water Pokemon had been called away from an after-dinner training session with Snake, they had both assumed it was for a recruitment mission. He could not have possibly expected it would've been a half mechanical Samurai wearing a kabuki mask.
"What?" Mario asked, raising an eyebrow, "He scare you?" playfully chided the plumber.
"No! That is not the case at all Mario! As you know, I am a ninja. Yet you would ask me to recruit en samouraï?"
"From what Ryu tells me he is more of a ninja, like you."
"Ryu? Is there a man across the dimensions that he has not fought?"
"Honestly, the more I find out about these new people, the more I question that myself. Anyway, more to the point. You will be infiltrating a ninja hideout in the base of a mountain. We understand that the mountain has volcanic potential, so being a water Pokemon, we figured you'd be more efficient than say Zelda or Snake. Do you think you can manage?"
Greninja nodded, "Of course I can. I will not fail you, Monsieur Mario."
Mario nodded back, "Good! So I assume you know where the…"
Mario was cut off by Greninja vanishing in a puff of smoke, dossier in hand, "Portal…room…is." Mario stammered through the rest of his sentence, "Seven stars almighty, it's too late at night for this."
Mount Fuji, 1590
A portal opened several in a particularly thick patch of brush only a few feet away from Mount Fuji with Greninja stepping out of it. ROB had attempted to brief him, but the ninja Pokemon had simply bounded through the portal without hesitation. Greninja took a moment to observe the quiet scene at the mountain before him. Suddenly, he heard the squeaking of a pull wagon. Darting lightly to another patch of brush, he saw a group of kabuki-masked men hauling wagons of gold up a treacherous mountain trail, the destination of which was too hidden in winding pathways for Greninja to see. Using Shadow Sneak, Greninja managed to latch on to the bottom of the last wagon, hanging just inches above the trail that passed underneath him as the wagon rolled on. Greninja closed his eyes and steadied his breathing. For what seemed like several hours, Greninja stayed perfectly still as the haulers winded their way up the painstakingly long mountain trailer, his eyes only shooting open when the dirt path became stone. The wagons bumped, and the rigid rock scratched at Greninja's back. Another half an hour later, just as the air began to get thin, the floor got smooth, and the wind sounded like it was being tunneled through wherever they were at. Greninja smirked to himself. This was the hideout, the floors were obviously smoothed over by man. As soon as Greninja heard a latch being pulled, and an enormous stone door roll shut, Greninja once again used Shadow Sneak, waiting until the clan of men rounded the corner with their gold haul, before appearing visible again, only to look up and see a young, lanky looking man in the same kabuki mask. Rolling closer to the petrified man, Greninja swept the man's legs, summoning a water shuriken as he fell to his back, holding the star at the man's throat, "Where is your leader, the one called Yoshimitsu?" demanded Greninja.
"At….at the lava river. It's in the lowest part of the base."
Greninja squeezed a pressure point, rending the man unconscious, before beginning the long journey down to the sublevels of the mountain base. Using Shadow Sneak as he ran, he heard all the bustle of the mountain base as he moved, from two men telling the story of a robbery to another, to what appeared to be an instruction on meditation, to a song merrily being sung by a group of the masked men in another room. However, as he advanced down into the mountain, the air got thicker, and much hotter too. As soon as that change occurred, he could hear the clank of practice swords, the intensity of this increasing as he progressed even further. He heard a man shouting drills to younger sounding men, Eerily, as he advanced even further down, the caterwauling of noise ended, with only the hissing and bubbling of lava to greet him. Greninja slowed his pace considerably, turning off his Shadow Sneak ability for the moment, pausing to look at the cave as he progressed further and further. Other than a few peculiar slashes in the markings that the encroaching lava illuminated, the cave was desolate and quiet beyond the hiss of lava. Eventually, Greninja came to a place where the lava had settled, bobbing up at his feet like an ocean in the tide. Using Shadow Sneak once again, he teleported up to the roof of the volcanic lake, crawling along the roof for what seemed like miles.
Then, he saw it. Sitting cross-legged on an ovular stone slap with some sort of hieroglyph written on it as it bobbed down the lake, was his target, Yoshimitsu. As soon as the slab was underneath Greninja he dropped. Even the sound of Greninja slipping off the sheetrock seemed to alert the man.
"Intrrrruder!" howled the man, rolling his 'r' like an old-time Galorian thespian.
Yoshimitsu took a long swing of his sword as if he was wielding a baseball bat. But Greninja had expected it, disappearing as the sword connected with him, leaving a green, reptilian doll behind
He gasped, but quickly bottled it back in, rigidly looking around for the frog thing that had invaded his home. Greninja appeared again, this time on the surface of the thing carrying them down the volcanic paths, connecting with a thrust kick to Yoshimitsu's face, knocking him to his back. As he had done with his lanky subordinate, he summoned a water shuriken, holding it to his throat.
"I would assume you are the one they call Yoshimitsu?"
"Yes. Tis I!" screeched Yoshimitsu.
"I am in need of your assistance. I represent a cadre of heroes called the Super Smash Brothers, we face a threat beyond your imagination, and we require your assistance with it. Zis will also require you to participate in a fighting tournament. Do you accept?"
Yoshimitsu coughed, "Namu…namu… I shall assist you."
Greninja held his ground. With his opponent being masked, he couldn't tell if he was being sincere or not.
"IN YOUR SUICIDE!" howled Yoshimitsu
Yoshimitsu exhaled a deep breath, and a purple fog sprayed onto Greninja's eyes. As Greninja thrashed, now temporarily blind, the water shuriken dissipated. Greninja felt his jaw get jacked upward, as whatever attack had hit him, possibly two feet, launched him up into the wall, which Greninja was able to land on feet first. Wiping the mist out his eyes, he fired three small water shurikens at Yoshimitsu, each of which he sliced through with his sword. Greninja dove down into the lava, landing on its feet first, treading lightly enough to run on lava. Yoshimitsu could only stand stunned as Greninja caught up to the lava raft, jumping into the air, bouncing off of Yoshimitsu's head as he landed a diving stomp on Yoshimitsu's head, bouncing up into the air again. Yoshimitsu rolled out of the way as he came down for a second, and bounced into the air using his sword as a pogo stick, cackling like a mad man.
"I yield. A frog demon who can walk on water, incredible." said the ninja in between bursts of laughter
"Will you join the cause Yoshimitsu-san?"
"Ah! You use the respectful vernacular of this land, despite sounding European in origin. How odd indeed. Very well! I accept your request. However, I will need to establish a contingency leadership with my men while I'm away."
"Non. Smash Brothers exists outside of this place. We will be able to return you to this exact point in time when your services are complete."
"How enchanting. Shall we move forward frogman?"
Greninja nodded, "We shall."
Pressing the all-too-familiar code into his wrist communicator, a portal opened to the Smash Mansion's foyer. As they stepped through the portal, Snake was waiting for them, along with Mario and ROB
"Ah. You're back." said Snake, "How was everything?"
"Quite eventful Monsieur Snake, I went to the base of a volcano."
"Monsieur Snake and…erm…red garbed man. I am Yoshimitsu of the Manji Clan. If the fight you all provide is anything like the ninja did, I look forward to working with you."
"And we with you Yoshimitsu," Mario said with a bow, "I'm Mario, the leader of this…clan if you will. Greninja, you're rooming with him, so take him to your room."
"Oui Master Mario. Follow moi, s'il-vous-plait."
The two ninjas walked off as Mario and Snake watched, "Hey boss, when do I get my shot?" asked Snake
"Tomorrow my friend. Now, it's too late, and we've had a long day."
"Understandable. I'm looking forward to it."
Mario walked up the stage sending a text message to the Administration Team group chat,
Four recruits done, 16 more to go.