Okay, thanks.
Sorry readers for all that went down here! For future reference, I would like it that through the complications that have gone down here, I would instead say just this. No more critiques are needed. Thanks again for reading!
Okay, thanks.
Sorry readers for all that went down here! For future reference, I would like it that through the complications that have gone down here, I would instead say just this. No more critiques are needed. Thanks again for reading!
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"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is knowing that tomatoes don't go into fruit salad; and common sense is not drinking tomato juice."
Event Artist
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Sorry readers for all that went down here! For future reference, I would like it that through the complications that have gone down here, I would instead say just this. No more critiques are needed. Thanks again for reading!
Uh... Sorry, but I have no idea what you're saying up until "no opinions are needed", and if you're going to ignore constructive criticism you won't improve or make this story better.
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“And this is the area where we hang out.” Drake waves his hands around the room. “Cool.” Popo says.
“Wait. Have we ever seen the Conductor’s Room?” Mew asks. “Y’know what? I don’t think we have!” Wario says.
“To the Conductor’s Room!” Lucas shouts. Wario snaps Charmeleon into his Poke Ball. Mew floats out of the cart and flies into the window of the head of the train. The team hops from cart to cart. Finally, everybody files into the cart.
“Well well, I never realized you guys were so interested into Engineering and the art of being a Conductor.” Martin explains. “Y’Know, Toadsworth wanted to be a conductor when he was a little. But then he got the job of a… whatever he is.” Martin says.
“He’s the Advisor of Princess Peach Toadstool, Queen of Mushroom Kingdom. You’d know more if you did research.” Mew said.
“I’m a conductor! I don’t need research. All I need is a brake, a first aid kit, a manual, my novel, and a pint of Oran Delight.” Martin announces, his legs crossed on the dashboard.
“But the best part; the view. You get to see all over the world!” Martin waves his hand over the windshield. It truly was a sight. The land was rolling by, and you could see the dark forests lurching in the afternoon breeze. All of a sudden, there was a fork in the tracks.
“Well. I haven’t seen one of these yet!” Martin exclaims. He grabs a wireless remote and moves some gears around. All of a sudden, the tracks turn to the left. “Good as good.” Martin says. The train moves forward… then, as soon as the train is about to turn, a purple, echidna sort of creature, jumps out of the bushes and slaps the railroad lane direction switcher. The tracks fly right and the team lurches to the right quickly. All of a sudden, the team is hurtling into the direction of a stadium. “Well boys… We’re in for a doozey.” Martin mumbles as a large gate closes behind them.
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“Greetings!” A manly, booming voice shouts. The team had arrived into a large, Coliseum-like stadium with an overcast sky, and there was no one to be seen. An invisible force had stopped the train in it’s tracks, and so the team had no choice but to enter the stadium. Even Martin had to enter.
In a purple flash, 9 figures stood in front of them. When the dark smoke cleared, they knew what they were seeing. Captain Falcon, Sonic the Hedgehog, Shadow, Blaze, Tails, Cream, Amy, Vector and Dr. Eggman. And out of nowhere, Knuckles lands out of the sky. But all of them were in shades of purple and black.
“I have gathered the pure ones as requested.” He chuckles. “Captain Falcon… and Sega?” Wario asks. “Never thought I’d see that.” He murmurs into Mew’s ear. “My name is not Captain Falcon. My name is Falcoon. Fastest racer this side of Nintendo Valley.” Falcoon announces. Everybody stands in silence for a few seconds… “The rest are called by their pure names because they are not worthy of Chaotic names.” Falcoon murmurs. “ANYWAY. I am not here to kill you, but to race you.” Falcoon announces.
“Race you say?!” Wario asks, excitedly. “Erm, Yes! A race!” Falcoon says. “Well, only four of each team shall enter the race. But they must construct their own vehicle!” Falcoon informs.
“Well… What if we don’t want to race? This sounds sketchy.” Martin grumbles.
“Don’t want to race?” Falcoon asks, taking off his helmet, showing sympathy on his lizard-like face. “Well, how would you like to raise the stakes a little bit?” Falcoon asks. “If I win, you will perish in the deepest depths of the Void… And if y-” Falcoon says. “WHAT?! No way.” Drake says.
“Well.” Falcoon says. He turns away. Then he turns lightning-fast and black flames spewing out of his ears, eyes and mouth shoot out, and lightning spits out of his hands. “OR YOU CAN BURN IN THE DEEPEST AND SCARRING PITS OF THE VOID NOW!!!” He screeches. He pulls out a loaded cannon-laser and aims it right at Drake’s throat. “NO. N-n-n-n-o! I’m f-fine with the bet!” Drake whimpers. The flames die away as quick as they came and the lightning sucks in. His helmet flies back on. “Perfect!” He says.
“Well… What if we beat you?” Lucas asks. “We fix your train, let you keep your machines, and we banish ourselves to the Void!” Falcoon slyly says. “Unlike somebody ever beats me.” He finishes. Falcoon shakes hands with Drake. “Okay! My team will be me,” Falcoon points at himself. “Vector, Sonic, and Knuckles.” He points to the three. Vector was a midnight dark alligator, Sonic was an insect-like hedgehog, and Knuckles was a dark-crystalline echidna. “We already have our machines.” Falcoon announces. Vector presses a button on his keychain. A giant spider-like machine lumbers out of a chained door. Sonic pulls out a propeller from the ground and latches it to his shoulders. Knuckles yells and a war machine with spiked wheels, cannons, flamethrowers, and fire-ready bombs sprouts out of the ground. “You?” Falcoon growls.
“OOOOHHH! Pick me!” Wario yelps. “Why?” Drake asks. “At an orb shop I went to in Mario Party 2 I sneakily picked up a decorative Warp Star on the way out. DUDE, it’s like, one of the most popular stars in the Kirby Series!” Wario exclaims. “Alright. Wario.” Drake says. “Yes!” Wario shouts. He runs into the train for a few seconds, and runs back out with a dusty, but glowing star. “It’s fast. But I’m gonna save it till’ the race starts.” Wario says.
“Okay…” Drake murmurs. His eyes drift towards Martin. “What?” Martin asks. “You, if anybody on our team, can drive the best. You should go.” Drake says. “Well… Only for the good of the team.” Martin mumbles. “Mew, because your knowledge of battle is extensive. And we could use some whoop-butt telekinesis.” Drake says. Mew nods, grinning. “And me.” Drake says. “Let it be known on this day that pure faced off against Chaos. Let the construction of the machines begin!” Falcoon shouts.
(25 Minutes Later)
“Done!” Drake’s team shouts. Drake created a Sports Machine. It had a Bowling Ball-3500 HP engine. There was a Baseball Bat Propeller, and Anti-Gravity-Frisbee-Sensors. His weapons, on the other hand, were Boxing Glove Guns installed into the sides of his machine. He also had a bucket of baseball bats. Mew’s machine was a large, purple motorcycle that is powered by Mew’s psychic abilities. The only weapon he had was his own telekinetic powers. Martin had a rather simple machine; It was just a miniature train, with a catapult and random items in the trunk. And Wario had the Warp Star. Sonic had the propeller set to full speed. Vector revved his engine. Knuckles extends the spikes on his wheels. And Falcoon stands in the 1st Place Slot.
“Where’s your ride?” Wario asks. “Graah!” Falcoon shouts. He jumps in the air, and shoots his fist in the air. Then, he soared an extra few feet. Then, a large, fast-looking race-car erupts out of the ground. Falcoon lands in the driver’s seat by falling through the sunroof. Everybody was ready for the face-off.
Blathers and Cream stood on a large ladder next to the race track. “Welcome to the Pi Prix.” Cream announces. Wario silently laughs. ‘What’s that?” Falcoon opens his window and stares at Wario. “Well… Y’know… PI… PRIX… Y’know, it sounds like-” Wario is cut off by Falcoon. “Are you making fun of our Lord’s name?!” Falcoon screeches. “No.” Wario immediately clucks. “Good.” Falcoon says as he eases back into his seat.
“Anyway, the Pi Prix is going to be a 100-mile-long course. You will pass through Nimbus Alley, a medium sized forest composed of Grey-Wood trees. That will last 25 miles. You will then travel across Geode Lake. It is a land of jagged ground and falling rock. That will last 35 miles. For 20 miles, you will be traveling through the Valley of Mallet. The Valley of Mallet used to be where the pure Hammer Bros. used to nest. They are now strengthened by Chaos, and are now just out to cause harm. Finally, for the last 20 miles, you will be traveling through Corinthian Strait. There, you will meet the Finish Line. Winner’s team gets the whole team’s machines fixed, and leave the battle unharmed. Loser gets sent to the Void. Are we clear?” Blathers announces. Everybody honks their horns in agreement. “I cannot stress this anymore. All demolished machines are out of the race. If all machines are demolished on one team, they forfeit. IF YOU FORFEIT, YOU LOSE.” Blathers shouts.
“Ready…” Cream growls. A dark black flame erupts from a stone heading above the opening in the wall. “Set…” Blathers hoots. A dark purple fire erupts from the heading. “GO!” Both shout.
BOSS #7 THE FALCOON RACERS
BRUTAL RACERS OF NINTENDO
Green fireworks shoot out of the third opening. All the machines fly out of the stadium. Smoke flew all over the starting point. “Woo-Whoooo!” Drake shouts. The team flies into the distance. The trail goes immediately downward. So the cars slightly swerve with the difficulty of a the angle. Sonic pulls into a quick first, and flies slightly ahead of the crowd. All the cars swerve but keep on track. Finally, all cars were out of sight of the stadium… Except Wario’s. The Warp Star was still revving. All of a sudden, it failed. The machine coughed in pain as the engine sizzled into submission.
“WHAT?! Move you piece-a junk!” Wario shouts. He gets off the machine and kicks it. All of a sudden, the engine groggily roars to life. Wario excitedly jumps on the machine. The machine glows with an ancient might. Then… it moves. The star starts moving at walking speed. “COME. ON.” Wario growls. He grabs two of Drake’s spare bats and starts paddling with them, going at speed-walking. “This stinks.” Wario mumbles.
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The group had gotten off to a great start. Well, except for Wario. The team was flying through the forest. Sonic was pulling ahead, while Martin’s miniature train was in 2nd. He had a bowling ball ready in his catapult, aimed at Sonic. “Yah!” Martin shouts. He cuts the cord, and the bowling ball flies into the air, but just misses Sonic. “Augh!” Martin growls. He leans back and grabs a javelin out of the trunk and aims. Falcoon leans to the left in his seat. The Blue Falcon swerves to the left, narrowly missing Mew who pulls back.
“That guy plays dirty! Watch out for him!” Mew shouts. Drake nods. He swiftly turns his machine to the left. He closes in on Vector’s spider machine. He grabs a bat and starts banging on one of the legs. The leg started steaming. Vector, noticing this, leans over the edge and throws a bomb at one of the upcoming trees. The bomb blows, and the tree falls right next to the machine, clipping Drake’s machine.
“Yikes!” Drake yelps. He throws his bat at the steamy leg, puncturing it. The leg crumples under the weight. “Wha!” Vector yells. The leg falls off and narrowly misses Knuckles’ war-machine. “EY!” Knuckles shouts. He throws a bomb into a cannon, and shoots the cannon. The bomb makes contact with the 2nd leg. The leg was blown straight off. That only left the front two legs. “Hi-YAH!” Drake shouts. He revved straight forward, and extended two fencing swords horizontally. He went to top-speed, and sky-rockets forward. He cuts right through the front two legs, leaving only a floundering pilot station. The bowl-like cockpit fell behind Drake’s sport machine. “Grah! No!” Vector shouts. Drake turns around, grinning. He sees Vector get crushed under one of Knuckles’ giant spiked wheels. A splash of Chaotic curds erupts from under the machine. The Vector trophy flew forward, and landed in the trees.
So, as the race continued, Sonic was in first place, Martin was in second, Falcoon was in third, Mew was in fourth, Drake was in fifth, Knuckles was in sixth, Wario was in seventh, and Vector was out.
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“Grr.” Wario mumbles. He slowly glides down the beginning hill. He mumbles and swears down the hill, occasionally punching the star. He could see tire tracks and scorch marks. “Is… Is that a bowling ball?” Wario looked at the ball. There was duct tape on it with marker writing on it, that read
‘Martin Worth’.
“Heh.” Wario laughs. He pretends to be a professional player. “Wa-Ha-Ha!” Wario laughs. He paddles his machine to the ball. He rolls it into the bushes. He expected to hear the regular sound of bushes rubbing against each other, but he hears a metallic clang. He paddles in mid-air towards the bushes. He unraveled the bushes, and he saw a spiky vine. It was dark green, and as tall as Wario. It looked strangely familiar. Then it hit him;
“The Hydra!” Wario shouts. The Hydra, from Kirby Air-Ride, was the ultimate destruction vehicle, and the fastest land-based vehicle. The only way to destroy it is to destroy it’s engine, but the engine was heavily guarded. But, the only way to construct the vehicle was to gain all three relic pieces. It is said that when the three meet, there will be mass destruction. Wario liked the sound of that. But he only had one piece. “I gotta find those two other pieces!” Wario shouts. He leans forward, holding the first Hydra piece, off to get the second.
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Nimbus Alley started to dissipate as the race continued. Knuckles continuously fires bombs at Drake, but Drake swerves back and forth. Martin keeps throwing random things at Sonic. Mew is protecting himself from Falcoon’s random machine gun attacks. All of a sudden, all trees melted away, and the race had entered Geode Lake. Thorny rocks spiraled out of the ground. Sonic started dragging behind because of the rough terrain. Martin’s train gained plane wings and started lifting off the ground. He started shooting closer and closer to Sonic. All of a sudden, Knuckles pressed a red flashing button on his dashboard.
“Ha!” Knuckles shouts. He presses the button violently, and a cannon shaped like a Chaos Eye came out. All of a sudden, green fire shot out of it. Martin ducks, and the flames erupt over his head. His billowing white hat was burnt severely, but Martin wasn’t harmed. “Ha!” Martin shouts. But then he notices that the back of his train is burning away by the seconds.
“Yikes! My ride!” Martin yelps. He opens his trunk, and finds a large stick of dynamite burning. “Aiy-Eiiiih!” Martin screeches. He looks to his right. Sonic is dragged back. The dynamite has about 15 seconds left on it, and the back-wheels start to burn completely off.
“If I’m going down, you’re going down with me!” Martin shouts. He tweaks the steering wheel to the left, aiming at a weak-looking cliff. He aims at Sonic on the catapult. He launches himself, and flies across the open road. Sonic only has a second to notice the fat man careening towards him. Martin lands on the frail creature. And starts unlatching the propeller on his back.
“What are you doing?!” Sonic growls. The propeller flies backward, smashing the windshield of Falcoon’s machine. A shocked look creeps over his face. Without the help of his propeller, Sonic drags backward rather quickly, and starts to inch towards Falcoon’s machine.
“And good riddance!” Martin shouts. He kicks Sonic in the back, and jumps off of the ill-future hedgehog. Sonic trips and gets ran over by Falcoon. He lands on Mew’s motorcycle.
“You’ve done good, Worth.” Mew praises in a fake-raspy voice. He teleports Martin back to the starting line. Out of nowhere, the train that Martin was piloting hit the weak cliff. The TNT blew, and Martin’s train careened into the air, leaving a trail of burning parts of his past machine. The biggest chunk of train was ran over by Knuckles’ war machine.
The cliff that was hit by the explosion started to crumble. Boulder after boulder landed on the raceway. Falcoon nearly gets hit by one, but shoots a cannonball at the boulder, blowing it to pieces. The rocks started dwindling as the team continued on. The pointed rocks were now just thorny pebbles. Falcoon was in 1st, Mew was in 2nd, Drake was in 3rd, Knuckles was in 4th, and Wario was in 5th. Sonic, Vector, and Martin were out. The team knew what was coming next. The Valley of Mallet.
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“Who’s next? Hydra Vine number two.”. Wario has the vine latched to his left side. He found a small pamphlet taped to the vine, showing that he would find the second vine at an ancient temple very close to here. So he continues to paddle his way until he sees the large rocky temple. On the top of the temple stood the metallic vine.
“Oh boy.” Wario groans. He starts paddling towards the temple. “Grrr.“ a growl emitted from a bush. All of a sudden, a gray Chain-Chomp lurches out of a bush. Another growl comes from another bush. All of a sudden, hundreds of Chain-Chomps lurch out of bushes.
“AAAHHH!” Wario shouts. He starts paddling as quick as possible. “Bark-Bark!” The Chain-Chomps roar. They start hopping across the ground at an alarming pace and whip their chains against the ground.
“This is just like that bad stray shot in Toadstool Tour!” Wario yells. The Chain-Chomps start spitting corrosive acid at Wario. “AT THESE POINTS, I REALLY HATE CHAOS!” Wario screeches. He starts scaling the rocky staircase.
“Waaaaah!” Wario shouts. Some of the acid had made it to his hat. It had made contact with his hair, burning it.
“There it is!” Wario shouts. He paddles to the top of the temple. He hears the Chain-Chomps coming closer. He grabs the vine and latches it to the star.
“Whoa!” Wario yelps. The vines start to glow. All of a sudden, A giant Chain-Chomp that was glowing purple sprouts out of the ground.
“GRAAAH!” Purple Chain-Chomp screeches. Wario starts paddling quickly and starts circling the dim-witted metallic sphere. He pulls out the pamphlet found on the vine as the Purple Chain-Chomp starts to get used to the spinning.
“Hm. What happens if I press THIS button.” Wario questions. He presses the button. All of a sudden, the star loses it’s eerie light.
“IT’S ENGINE FAILS?!” Wario shouts. He starts kicking the machine. The Purple Chain Chomp recovers from the dizziness. The engine pathetically crackles in and out of consciousness. The Purple Chain Chomp starts to tug at it’s chain. All of a sudden, a red flashing button appeared out of the vine. All of a sudden, the creature breaks off of it’s chain.
“AAHH!” Wario shouts. He smashes down the red button. All of a sudden, the machine glows again and flies forward. “Hey! I don’t have to use my bats anymore!” Wario shouts. But the Purple Chain-Chomp charges faster.
“NO! Those smaller Chain-Chomps are waiting to eat me!” Wario shouts. He can feel the breath of the giant Chain-Chomp on his neck. He squeezes his eyes shut… Then opens. He’s flying through the air. He looks down at the terrifying creatures. They have a confused look on their faces.
“Ha! Ha-Ha! Wa-Ha-Ha!” Wario happily, yet manically laughs. He stands on the machine with sheer joy as the wind rips through his hair. He turns his star and it makes a slow turn through the air. He starts to glide closer to the ground and readies for the hit. He hits the ground rather hard.
“OW! Well, hey! At least I escaped!” Wario grins. All of a sudden he hears a rustling in the bushes behind him. Out of nowhere, the clan of Chain-Chomps break out of the line of trees.
“AHHH!” Wario shouts. The Chain-Chomps continue to pursue Wario as he continues through Nimbus Alley.
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“We’re winning!” Drake shouts. Drake starts dragging ahead of Mew and Falcoon. Knuckles starts to speed up. All of a sudden, the race enters a rather tiny canyon. There were hundreds of caverns on the walls, large enough to hold a penguin.
“My favorite part!” Knuckles shouts. All of a sudden, thousands of Chaotic Hammer Bros. lurched out of their dens. “Click-Click!” The Hammer Bros. groggily shout. A hammer is thrown. It nearly hits Drake. “Skreee!” the turtles shout. Clouds of hammers appeared over the scene.
“AAAHHH!” Drake shouts. Hammers start pelting his machine. Knuckles presses the red flashing button again, and aims the fire at the airborne hammers. The hammers melt when making contact with the fire.
“Gah! OW!” Drake shouts. Drake is repeatedly hit with hammers. One hits him square in the head. “D’oh!” Drake groans. He slumps over on his machine.
“Oh no!” Mew shouts. He looks back at Drake, slumped over his steering wheel. He pulls back towards him. “Wake up!” Mew shouts.
“Auuughhh.” Drake moans. He had a bulging bruise on his head.
“Well. Here I go.” Mew says. He taps his chest, and a soft light escapes his chest. The light melts into Drake’s chest.
“H-Hack!” Drake coughs. His eyes drift open. Mew’s face was drained of it’s energy. “Alright. My job here is done.” Mew groans.
“What’re you doing?!” Drake shouts. “Well, you see, I just gave you most of my HP. And I’m drained of energy like an elderly cat right after going to the bathroom. Now, you need to win this race. I’m going to destroy Knuckles’ machine so you can destroy Falcoon’s and win! Wish me luck!” Mew blurts.
Mew swerves backwards and slows to the same speed as Knuckles’. “Hm…” Mew grumbles. All of a sudden, Mew gains dark misty claws. “Psycho Cut!” Mew screeches. He slices the chrome engine.
“Wha-?” Knuckles squeaks. But before he can finish his sentence, a single grenade flies into the air. Gasoline starts spewing out of the rusty engine. The grenade starts falling to the ground. Mew grins at Drake and teleports. Only a few seconds pass and the giant war-machine erupts in a fiery explosion. Knuckles himself rockets miles into the sky. 30 seconds later, a deafening explosion could be heard far away. A purple mushroom cloud appears miles away.
“Well, well. It’s just you and me, young Mii. But I’m about to go into hyper-drive.” Falcoon growls. The Blue Falcon revved forward.
“Grr. Well here I go!” Drake groggily shouts. He revved forward and spun his baseball bat propeller to the max.
“Wait! Where’s all those crazy Hammer Bros.?” Drake shouts. Indeed, the Hammer Bros. had disappeared. “Hm. I guess were in the clear!” Drake happily shouts. Then, out of nowhere, a giant robot comes out of the canyon.
“What the heck?!” Drake shouts. The robot had two giant mallets, and thousands of mini-cannons on it’s stomach.
“AAAHHH!” Drake shouts. He grabs the joystick and sets it to throttle. Drake’s machine flies forward. Edging ahead of the Blue Falcon, and narrowly misses the cloud of hammers. On the other hand, Falcoon’s machine gets damaged from the blast.
“No!” Falcoon shouts. He hits his steering wheel with his fists. Drake was in 1st, Falcoon was in 2nd, and Wario was in 3rd. The duo finally enters the last part of the race. Corinthian Strait.
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“Help! HELP!” Wario shouts. The herd of Chain-Chomps were slightly slower than Wario, but were shooting the acid.
All of a sudden, sparks shot from Wario’s pocket. “Yow!” Wario yelps. A red light emits from his overalls. Charmeleon materializes out of thin air. “Char?!” Charmeleon yelps.
“Charmeleon! I forgot I was holding you!” Wario says. “Charmeleon Char!” Charmeleon salutes Wario. Then he turns around and glances at the herd of creatures. “CHAR!!!” Charmeleon’s eyes pop out of his head.
“Yeah! I’m trying to get away from those, and the only way to do that would be to get the last Hydra Piece! It looks like an emerald wrapped in vines!” Wario shouts. Charmeleon scratches his chin for a second, and a cartoon light bulb pops out of nowhere above his head. He then flashes back into his capsule.
“WELL FINE! LET ME DIE!” Wario shouts at his pocket. Then, Charmeleon flashes back out with the Hydra Piece in hand. “W-What?!” Wario shouts. “W-Where’d you find that?!” Wario shouts. Charmeleon flashes back in the capsule, then flashes back out with a map of Nintendo Valley. He points at Mighty Tree Valley.
“I should really check your Poke Ball more often!” Wario shouts. He grabs the main piece.
“Okay. So, how do I put this in?” Wario shouts. All of a sudden, the main piece melds onto the star. Green lightning erupts from the machine’s under belly. The star is nowhere to be seen. All that’s left is the thorny machine of doom. Lightning sparked from the head of the machine. But then, the machine stalls.
“I AM GOING TO MURDER THIS MACHINE!!!” Wario screams. Wario starts stomping around his machine, giving terrifying threats. The Chain Chomps stop in their tracks. Wario screams bloody murder as he reenacts the entire situation. Charmeleon gazes at Wario with a frightened look. Wario grabbed a rock and crushed it in his hand and starts to pop a vein. “GAAAAAAAAAAHHH!”
Wario screeches at the top of his lungs. The Purple Chain-Chomp even stopped and gave a worried look. He kicks the machine as hard as he can. Then, the machine starts to glow.
“Wha-?” Wario grunts. Charmeleon hops on. “Char!” Charmeleon invites. Wario hops on.
“So long, CHOMPS!” Wario shouts. The steering wheel slides out of the head of the machine. He presses the Nitrogen Rocket button and sets the gear to Throttle.
“See-ya!’ Wario shouts. He accelerates. Then everything is a blur. Wario’s face-fat is blown backwards. The forest is blown away in a fiery explosion. Thousands of acres of forest are instantly blown away. “GAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!”
Wario screams. He glances at the MPH Gauge. It read 3000 MPH. Charmeleon was holding on for dear life. All of a sudden, Wario entered a rocky lake.
“THIS MUST BE GEODE LAKE!!!” Wario screams. Wario’s machine breaks the sound barrier and blows the rocks high into the sky before him. Rock waves traveled across the land before Wario.
“AAAAAAAHHHH!” Wario yells, weeping. “CHAAAAA!” Charmander screeches.
In the distance, he could see a small canyon.
“THERE”S THE CANYON OF MALLET!” Wario screams. Wario continues through the racing way, leaving a path of destruction.
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“Ohhh.” Drake moans. The health that Mew had given him had already started wearing off.
The two had gone into a road with numerous pillars on the side. The pillars were engraved with thousands of inscriptions.
Falcoon was about 5 feet ahead of him. Drake was at the maximum speed, so it was time to start going to offensive.
“Hi-Yah!” Drake shouts. He starts beating the back-wheel of the machine with a golf club.
“What?” Falcoon shouts. He glances back at Drake. He presses a button on the dashboard that read AUTO-PILOT. He then leans out the window. He loads a handgun and starts shooting at Drake.
“AH! AH!” Drake shouts. A bullet hits his propeller. The machine starts to smoke.
“No!” Drake shouts. He stops the beating and leans over to fix his propeller. He replaces the bat with a new one.
“Whoa. What is this?” Drake mumbles. The pillars had gotten twice as tall. They were sculpted into different figures. On the sides of the roads, there were figures of the bosses. First came a stone statue of Nocturis, with four relics floating around him; a bug, a skull, a fish, and a painting. Next came Crenulas, with dark lightning erupting from his hands. Then came Mewthree, who had a stone miniature army of all Pokemon. Then came the giant R.O.B. unit, carrying a stone Nuclear Void Bomb. Then, the Abominable Ice Climbers, wielding their giant mallets. Next was Falcoon, in a full set of armor, and holding a bazooka. Then came unfamiliar ones. A giant ape with a laser coming out of his left eye, a robot-man with a deadly-looking weapon in his left arm, a giant 2-D tarantula, a demon-stallion that was 30 hands tall, and a 50-foot tall skeletal dragon.
“Those must be the next bosses.” Drake nervously moans.
Then a new set of pillars arrive. Thousands of arches went over the raceway. Drake looked up at the arches. It was just like a frame-by-frame movie. It showed a large castle. The 11 figures were flying around the terrifying castle. The view zoomed in and entered the door. Drake could see a large maze. The view went through the maze in fast-forward. Then it went into a throne room. He could see a giant cloaked figure. The creature lifted it’s hand. A blast of Void shot out. The arches show the Void travel across the entire Nintendo Valley. Then the arches disappeared.
“Whoa.” Drake whispers. “That must be Zeuzachu Pi.” He shakes his head and shifts back into regular thinking. He realizes that he’s a few feet ahead of Falcoon.
“Sweet!” Drake shouts. Falcoon tries to swerve ahead, but Drake drifts in front. Suddenly, he realizes that they’re on the top of a large hill. About 5 miles away, he could see the large stadium. A checkered banner was draped over the entrance to the stadium.
“H-Ha!” Drake laughs. He starts to edge even farther ahead.
“NO! I will NOT lose. I NEVER lose!” Falcoon screams. He presses a button on his steering wheel. A bazooka eases out of the under hood of the car. It charges up. Lightning starts to spark from the head of the laser. Suddenly, a blast of Void shot at Drake’s machine. “AHH!” Drake shouts.
The shots continue. Drake starts throwing bats at the laser shots. The beams hit the bats in mid-air. The finish line was 2 miles away.
“C’mon… Please! Let me live!” Drake shouts. He continues to swerve left and right. A shot nearly misses his head.
“AHHH!” Drake shouts. One nearly misses his arm. He continues to ride ahead, observing the pillars around him.
“I’M GONNA DIEEEE!” Drake screams. He swerves to the right once more, a blast of laser nearly hitting him. Finish line; one mile away.
Drake revved forward, flying upward.
“Not this time, rookie.” Falcoon growls. He pushes the button one last time. Drake whipped a bat backward, but the beam narrowly misses.
“Wha?” Drake shouts. The beam makes contact with his machine. The machine evaporates from under him. There was a distant sound of a car-crash. Drake flies forward, smashing into the ground. Drake’s bruised body tumbles across the ground, skipping across the rocky terrain. Drake’s injured body rolls to a stop 1000 feet away from the finish line.
“Unnnnhhhh.” Drake moans as he lays, injured.
“Ha ha! I win!” Falcoon screams. His machine flies forward. 1000 feet, 800 feet, 600 feet, the machine flew forward.
“N-N… Noooo.” Drake moans. 200 feet away, Cream stands on top of the stadium, proudly waving the checkered flag.
“AAAHHHHH!!!!!!”
“What was that?!” Falcoon screams. Out of nowhere, even Drake stiffly turned his head to where the sound came from, a green flash was screaming across the land. Shocked by this, Falcoon revved forward.
“Only 50 feet!” Falcoon shouts. He gives a final push to the gas, and the green flash flies right next to him. Both look as if they cross the finish-line at the same time. The green flash abruptly brakes. The driver flies out of the seat, and a co-pilot flies with him.
“Wario?!” Blathers shouts. He flies down to where Wario was weakly getting up from the ground. Charmeleon had black swirls where his eyes were supposed to be.
“Whoa man, that was a blast.” Wario mumbles, weakly limping towards Blathers. He snaps Charmeleon into his capsule.
“Drake?” Mew calls. Drake moans. “Drake!” Mew yelps. He floats as fast as he can. He grabs Drake and drags him back.
“Drake, stay with me, stay with me.” Mew mumbles.
“Ohhh.” Drake groans. Mew grabs Drake by the arms and floats upward.
“Oh, bud, what’ve you been eating?” Mew grumbles. He floats into the front engine.
“Jeez! Drake looks like he’s really hurt!” Popo exclaims. Suddenly, the team heard a howl in the distance.
“Oh man. Wolves.” Lucas squeaks.
“A-Wooooh!” the wolf howls again. A gray blur bounds into the stadium. There was a pink blur above it.
“Whoa! Cool!” Lucas shouts. The gray blur tackles Lucas.
“AHH! Be cool! Be cool!” Lucas whimpers. Then he realized who was on top of him.
“Wolf!” Lucas shouts. He scrambles back to Wario, Blathers, and Popo.
“Are you pure?” Blathers whimpers. Wolf nods his head. A familiar face peeks from behind one of Wolf’s legs.
“Nana?” Popo shouts. He runs forward. “Popo?” Nana shouts. The both hug. “I never want to battle anyone ever again!” Nana emotionally shouts into Popo’s shoulder. “Let’s never be separate ever again.” Popo moans. Wolf walks forward. “Drama Queens. The short pink one kept on moaning about how ‘her other half was living 100 dead man’s woes while searching endlessly for his true love.’ It made me sick.” Wolf grunts.
“Wait. If you’re pure, what happened to Darkfox and Falkor?” Wario asks, limply walking forward. “They most likely survived.” Wolf informs. “That’s why I’m here, along with Ms. Drama over there. To scope out and try to find those fiends.” Wolf completes.
Mew floats back to the stadium. “So, who won?” Mew gravely questions.
“THE PERSON WHO WON, HM?” Falcoon shouts. He materializes in front of them. “The winner, IS CHAOS!” Falcoon confidently shouts. Drake’s team gives a long and drawn out sigh. “Oh, your guys’ team won. But Chaos is ALWAYS the winner!” Falcoon shouts. “HA-HA-HA!” Falcoon screeches, his laughter echoing through the stadium.
“Hey that’s not…” Wolf starts, but stops in mid-sentence. He scurries away, grabbing Mama and Popo by the hoods of their coats. Obviously spooked, they ran out of the stadium. “Hey, wait up!” Mew shouts, but a loud sound entered the stadium. It was just like the sound of 40 foot drums.
“CLICK CLICK!” a Hammer Bro shouts through a microphone. Suddenly, the giant robot that Drake and Mew had seen crashes through the side of the stadium.
“CLICK CLICK!” the Hammer Bros shouts again. It eases it’s giant mallet backwards.
BOSS # 7 HAMMER-BRO’S
MALLET MASHER MACHINE
“No!” Falcoon shouts. He jumps forward, but gets smashed flat under the giant stone hammer. All the Sonic characters gained exclamation marks over their heads. The mallet crashes down on the Sonic characters. All of them were trophies. The Hammer Bro machine then smashes Falcoon’s machine, smashing the Void Cannon. A blast of Void shoots out, sucking in all the Chaotic characters.
“No!” Mew gasps. The giant hammer machine then turns toward Drake’s group. The robot extends the mallet. The mallet careens downward.
“Hurk!” Mew grunts. He raises both of his hands. A blast of telekinesis materializes in front of Mew. The mallet slows down. The mallet comes to a halt. It tries to retaliate.
“Guys, help!” Mew grunts. Lucas runs forward. “Hypota Teleek!” Lucas chants, and a wave of telekinesis shoots out of his hands. The mallet flies backward, impaling the giant machine.
“Click Click!” The Hammer Bro screams. The machine detonates, in a fiery explosion. The Hammer Bro trophy rockets into the air, and disappears with a flash.
“Whoa…” Wario groans. Wolf returns, followed by Nana and Popo.
“Well that was hectic!” Wolf growls. He looks at the angry faces around him. He looks down at the ground awkwardly.
“So how’s Drake?” Lucas asks. “He’s alive, and I think he’ll stay like that.” Mew says.
“Good.” Wario whimpers.
“So, where’s the orb?” Blathers asks. “Well, I thought-” Mew is cut off in mid-sentence as an unbearable light enters the area. When the light disappears, everything gains it’s colors.
“It’s fixed!” Mew shouts.
“The machine must’ve been powered by the orb!” Wolf grunts. “Well men. I must leave. See you then. Come Nana.” Wolf says. He starts to walk away, but glances at Nana. She sat next to Popo.
“I’m not leaving without Popo!” Nana shouts. Wolf looks expectantly at Mew. Mew resists the look for a few seconds… Then he gives in.
“Fiiiine, keep him, we’ve already got more than enough members.” Mew groans.
“YAAAY!” Nana shouts. She grabs Popo by the hand and runs out of the stadium. Wolf looks at Mew and smiles. He whispers "Thank you. I really couldn’t stand her!" Mew winks at him as he leaves.
“Well guys. We gotta keep going, even if Drake isn’t here to help.” Mew says. “He’s in the train infirmary, and he’ll be there for most of the next place.” Mew confirms. Everybody nods. “Well… let’s go!” Mew says. The team walks away from the stadium, with one less member, but a million-times the spirit, heading to Donkey Kong Jungle.
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Well, that's Part 9.
"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is knowing that tomatoes don't go into fruit salad; and common sense is not drinking tomato juice."
Well... I'm just kinda done. I just felt that me and Eltrotraw had some friction there. I just thought that if I couldn't handle criticism, then I don't think people should post it anymore. I really don't want to cause anymore trouble. I just want to fade back into that guy who just puts his stories up.
"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is knowing that tomatoes don't go into fruit salad; and common sense is not drinking tomato juice."
Maybe if you can't handle criticism, you should stop posting your story?
Just learn to handle criticism. We aren't attacking you personally here. We're just trying to help make you a better writer.
One thing that I find that helps a lot of new writers is to get out of the fanfiction hole. I mean, nothing against FF in general, but new writers should really learn to write original characters, preferably in original settings as well.
Actually, I have had an idea about this story of odd-powered heroes... And I guess you can critique me. Sorry.
"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is knowing that tomatoes don't go into fruit salad; and common sense is not drinking tomato juice."
Spoiler: Quotes
((After some quick consulting, I have concluded that Spinda eats death threats for breakfast.))about 70% of communication comes from body language, which is why it's always easier to talk to someone in person than over the phone (Don't quote me about this!)Snapes knew what to do. He grabbed two tuffs on Panda's hair he screeched something at the random. "HIHO PANDA AND AWAY!"
Pfft, every time I see that picture I crack up.
"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is knowing that tomatoes don't go into fruit salad; and common sense is not drinking tomato juice."
Okay readers. The Nintendo Chaos thread will be closed down for a little bit. The story is under construction right now in Sven Labs Inc. Stay tuned!
"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is knowing that tomatoes don't go into fruit salad; and common sense is not drinking tomato juice."
....The smoke unfurls from the smokestacks of Sven Labs Inc. The gates creak open, and the crowd files in. Finally, the announcer talks...."Yes, yes, that's right! EVERYONE.... NINTENDO CHAOS HAS RETURNED!"
Yes, everyone, Nintendo Chaos has returned, and it will stay till' the end! I'm not gonna say the schedule for the updates, but I'll just post randomly, because of school, and other things. But yes, it's returned. And without further adieu, I would like to present.....
Spoiler: Nintendo Chaos Part 10
“So. You failed.” Darkfox rumbles with a disappointed look on his face. The pilot of the hammer machine that sent the characters of the Falcoon raceway to the Void stood
quaking in fear in front of the midnight-blue fox. “I knew I shouldn’t have had a Hammer Bro deliver an assassination.” Darkfox continues. He stares at the clan of Hammer
Bro. “WEAK!” Darkfox bellows. “S-Sir. I don’t know what you’re talking about. One second I was plucking my radishes, and next thing I know, I’m sitting in the rubble of a giant
machine!” the Hammer Bro squeaks. Darkfox understood this series of clicking and squawking, as Zeuzachu Pi taught him their language.
“You were infected with Chaos, and even when you were given some of mankind’s strongest magic, you were still weak. I HATE THE WEAK!” Darkfox shrieks again.
“Now,” Darkfox says, calming himself down, “tell me to my face, that Chaos is the superior race, and I will consider letting you live. Talk now.”
“Why would I do that?” The Hammer Bro stammers. “THAT’S IT!” Darkfox thunders. He points at Falkor. “Do it!” Darkfox yells. Falkor whips his machine gun out of his
belt, and points it at the Hammer Bro. He pulls the trigger, and a blast of Void erupts from the gun. The Hammer Bro is enveloped with the beam, and, with a final yelp,
evaporates into a flash of light. The clan of creatures takes one pace back, some yelping. “Now. ALL OF YOU. I just saw the train start it’s engine. You will chase them, and
you must catch them. If not, you will be the first ones to be sent to the Void in the Chaotic rein. Farewell.” Darkfox strides away. Falkor still has his gun raised. The crowd of
creatures awkwardly runs away.
“Come Falkor. Back to the choppers.” Darkfox calls. Falkor places the gun back in it’s pouch and marches back to Darkfox with a set look on his face.
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“He looks weak.”
“He reminds me of a bruised banana.”
“Don’t say that, I think he’s waking up.”
A blurred vision of his teammates appeared before Drake’s eyes. Mew floats forward.
“Hey bud. You took quite a shot there. Falcoon stadium was fixed, but all of the characters were enveloped into the Void.” Mew grimly informs.
Drake groans. He lays his head back, and looks out his window. Instead of seeing the rocky plains of the Southern regions, he was seeing a lush, tropical forest, similar to
the Mighty Tree Valley.
“The next place we’re going to is a region called Donkey Kong Jungle. You are not going.” Mew strictly tells Drake, noticing that he was staring longingly out the window.
“Fine.” Drake grumbles. He surveys himself and checks his injuries. He had a couple of bulging bruises on his face, he had numerous scratches on his legs, an ache in his
ribs, and a sprained arm.
“Well, you got lucky. Those Hammer Bro. we’re kinda angry when we killed their prized machine. We ran onto the train, and they stopped chasing us after a couple of
miles.” Wario says.
Lucas, Blathers, and a Charmeleon with an ice-pack on his head and a Hyper Potion in his hand looked nervously at Drake from the chairs across the aisle.
“Attention passengers, we are now arriving at the entrance of Donkey Kong Jungle. Hope you feel better Drake!” Martin drones over the intercom.
The train slows down. “Well, here we go.” Blathers squawks. The train stops, and the members file out of the train. They go around the train and stop in front of a dark
entrance to a lush jungle. They give Drake one final nervous glance over the shoulder, and march in.
As soon as they enter the facility, they wanted to exit. Every snap of twig sounded like an angry Darkfox sneaking an assassination, every creak of a branch sounds like
a mutant creature getting ready to pounce. At least twice Charmeleon set a tree on fire, thinking that it was an enemy.
The group reached a sinister looking castle at one point, with alligators replacing the gargoyles. The castle looked desolate and bare, so the team let it be.
There were occasionally trophies of birds and other wildlife, which the team let free. Finally, the team meets a Chaotic creature.
A rather large lizard was feasting on a pile of rotten bananas. It’s stench was unbearable, and it was rather ugly.
He belched. He starts lumbering off into a clump of trees. Mew motioned Wario, Blathers and Lucas to follow. It was rather hard to travel silently through the forest, and
once the alligator had gotten into the thicker portion of the forest, there were more enemies to be seen. Different sizes and colors of alligators were filing into the clump of
forest. The team had to hide in the brush at some points because the alligators crossed their path. Finally, the team found a clearing. Thousands of the alligators were sitting
silently on the ground. In the middle, they saw something extremely hideous.
It was a fifteen foot tall crocodile. It was the color of mud, and had a crooked crown sitting on top of it‘s scaly head. It had claws the size of Drake, and it was extremely
fat.
“MY CHILDREN,” the giant reptile rumbles, “I AM HUMBLED THAT YOU HAVE TAKEN YOUR TRIPS FROM THY COZY DENS.” The statement was met with a series of
growls and grumbling from the crowd.
“BUT MADAME DIXIHAN HAS JUST INFORMED ME THAT THERE ARE INTRUDERS AMONG US.” There was a series of grumbles to this statement too, but only there
was an air of surprise in this one.
“IN FACT,” the crocodile thunders, “THE PERPERTRATORS ARE AMONG US.” he finishes.
Almost instantly there was a surge of frantic searching. Mew and the rest started to back away from the clearing. But Wario accidentally snaps a stick. A few alligators
who were searching stopped. Their beady eyes met the bush.
“Diversion… Please let there be a diversion…” Mew hisses. The largest of the scaly creatures sticks his hand in the bushes. The clawed, ugly hand slowly reaches toward
Mew. And just when Mew can smell the rotten stench coming from the creature’s hand, a loud snap comes from behind the creature. He whips his hand back out and looks
around.
“WELL, WELL…” the king crocodile rumbles so everyone can hear him. “LOOK WHAT WE FOUND HERE!”
The creature raises his fat scaly arm high above his head. In his hand is a familiar figure, quivering with fear.
“WHAT’S YOUR NAME?” the crocodile thunders.
“D-Drake.” Drake stammers, with a fierce, but scared look on his face. “DRAKE?” ODD NAME.” the creature growls.
“I can take you all on!” Drake says, threateningly waving his arm sling. He grabs his crutch and forcefully slams it like a bat against one of the alligators. The creature
falls to the floor, out cold with a bruise on his head. He turns into a trophy.
“HEH-HEH-HA-HA-HA!” the creature laughs. “COME NOW, I’M LORD CROCODIUS, GENERAL OF OVERLORD KONG’S ARMY! DON’T MAKE THIS HARD ON
YOURSELF. IN FACT, LET’S SEE KONG NOW!” the creature yells. The whole army grunts one last time, and they all file in a line into a less patchy area of trees.
“Man. Oh man. THIS-IS-BAD-WE-ARE-GOING-TO-LOSE-OUR-CAPTAIN-” Mew stammers, but gets cut off by Lucas. “Snap out of it! We can get him. Let’s just follow.”
Lucas orders.
So the group follows the crowd’s footprints as they walk through the forest. Unlike the lush forest that they first came in contact with, this was the exact opposite. The
large branches completely blocked out the sun. There was no distant call of a bird. No rustling branches. Just a dark, mass of nature. This was a new kind of unnerving.
Just when the team was wondering how long the forest was going, they heard voices.
“-YES, SIR HE WAS. WE FOUND HIM LISTENING TO US IN ONE THE BANANA TREES.” Lord Crocodius rumbles. The team could see Lord Crocodius talking to
someone they couldn’t see.
“I say we kill him. Anyone with me?” an excited voice suggests.
“I too, agree we should kill him. He’s obviously mischievous. He might know too much.” a raspy voice adds.
Then a new voice was introduced. This was a thunderous voice, like Lord Crocodius, except that it was many times louder, and it sounded like actual thunder.
“SO, ARE ALL IN FAVOR OF KILLING THE BOY?” the voice asks.
“No.” one tiny, feminine voice says. This voice was as strong as the giant’s, because it had a sort of mystic power to it. “We keep the boy for questioning. We ask him all
he knows, and we make him one of our Chaotic slaves. I have a feeling he knows more than we think.”
“Okay. Fine.” the excited voice says, except it was no longer excited. It now just sounded hollow and eerie. The team finally had enough. Mew gives one rough motion to
follow, and floats into the clearing. “Stop.” Mew forcefully orders. This is the sight that meets his eyes;
The thousands of alligators turn their heads toward the group. They were looking in the same direction as Lord Crocodius, who was now also looking at the group. He had
had a smug look on his face moments before, and now had a look of surprise on his face. The voices’ owners were revealed, also.
The excited voice’s owner was a dark-looking monkey, about 5 feet tall, standing on his two feet. It had dark gray fur, and it was wearing a dark fedora. The only way to
distinguish that it was once a Nintendo character was that it had a gold star on the hat.
“D-Diddy? Diddy Kong?” Wario asks uncertainly. “The name’s Didulus, pure filth.” he says with a dark look.
The raspy voice’s owner was an ancient-looking ape. It had futuristic glasses, which Mew felt that it did more than help him see. It had a staff in it’s belt, and it’s eyes
were a dark gray.
“Cranky Kong.” Mew murmurs. Cranky bares his “teeth”, which were yellow, black, and rotting. “It’s Octavius to you.” he whispers.
The tiny, girly voice was that of a young monkey with a shock of blond hair. It was levitating around her like she was underwater, and she was wearing magenta robes.
“Greetings. Before you say my pure name, I know my former name was ‘Dixie Kong’, but it is now Madame Dixihan, and I can tell the future and have the best Inner Eye in
Nintendo Valley. Possibly with the exception, of Crenulas the Wizard, whom I know you have already eliminated.” the small girl grimly drones. But if these people were
intimidating, the next thing they saw was terrifying.
An enormous-looking ape sat before them. It had dark fur, but there were occasional patches of gray hair. It was sitting in a floating, mechanical chair, almost like an
anti-gravity wheel-chair. Bu the most unnerving thing about him would be the deep scar, stretching from the top of the left-side of his upper lip, to the temple of his angry face.
The eye where the scar went across was light gray, blind. “MY NAME IS OVERLORD KONG. LEADER OF DONKEY KONG JUNGLE.” the behemoth creature rumbles.
“Donkey Kong.” Lucas whimpers.
“G-Guys! You shouldn’t have revealed yourselves!” Drake yells. “Silence.” Octavius grumbles, and Drake’s face fell.
“We’ve already captured your leader, what are you going to do without a leader!” Didulus growls, this time his excited voice returning.
“We’ve taken plenty of leaders before, we can take you guys!” Mew yells.
“OH, REALLY? WELL, THEN I GUESS YOU’VE SEEN THIS MANY TIMES BEFORE.” the leader thunders with a hint of triumph in his voice. He looks directly at
Mew. His blind eye focuses on Mew. He only had a moment to realize something unnatural was going to happen, before Overlord Kong’s gray eye flashed beetle black, similar
to lightning before a beam of Void rockets out of his cornea. Mew teleports, and the beam makes contact with a tree behind him, and it disappears. Mew reappears in the same
spot.
“W-Well, I can’t exactly say we’ve seen that….” Mew grumbles.
“HEH-HEH… LET’S SHOW THESE KIDS A LITTLE LESSON. KIDDY! FUNKY! COME!” Overlord Kong orders. Two muscular apes fall from the sky and land next to
Drake. One was wearing a pair of blue footie-pajamas, and looked like a muscular, tall toddler. The other was an equally muscular, tall ape, only with a red polka-dot bandana
and a white, torn tank-top. They almost looked exactly the same as before, but they wore large, purple helmets with detailed features, and an eye with tentacles, and Kiddy
was taller. They both brought their hands together, and a cage made of stone bananas formed around Drake.
“Help!” Drake yells, rattling the bars. The group try to run forward, but the legion of primates and reptiles rush forward and guard the cage. Mew, Wario, Blathers, Lucas,
and a just-released Charmeleon back away.
“MINIONS! ATTACK!” Overlord Kong screeches.
BOSS #8 OVERLORD KONG AND
HIS JUNGLE ARMY
There was a wicked screech of a monkey and they were off.
Mew, Wario, and Blathers started to battle the legion of alligators, while Lucas and Charmeleon took to the ape family. Didulus runs forward first.
“SKREE SKREE!” he screeched, and he scratched Lucas on the face. In return, Charmeleon gave Didulus a face full of fire.
“AUUGGGH MY FACE!” Didulus screams as he runs away. Overlord Kong aims his eye at Mew and shoots again. It barely misses his head. Lord Crocodius aims a bite
at Mew, but misses.
“That’s it! We can’t take them all at the same time!” Mew yells. He grabs all of them by the hand and teleports, just as Dixihan caused an explosion right where they were
standing.
They landed in a dense bush. They were apparently still in the unnaturally thick area of forest, because there was no warm light to welcome them. They got up weakly.
“Okay. It’ll be impossible to defeat them if they all come at the same time. We need to either get a few stronger people with us, or a miracle.” Mew says. As if the forest
answered this statement, several figures jumped from the trees around them. They were blindfolded and hogtied. The group fell to the floor.
“Okay, we’re doomed.” Mew hears Lucas mumble.
“Who are you?!” a voice that sounded like a duck with a sore throat orders.
“Team Drake. A pure team, our leader’s from Mii Town and he’s in trouble.” Mew stammers.
“T-Team Drake?” one heavily accented voice asks.
“Yeah! And by the sound of your voice, you sound weak!” Wario shouts, his face to the ground.
“No, no, Wario calm down it’s us!” the heavily accented told Wario.
Mew feels the blindfold untie from his face, and the hogtie being untied too. Team Drake flies upward, ready to battle, when a welcome sight meets their eyes.
Waluigi and the Koopa Kids stand before them, grinning. “Don’t forget us.” a dark voice behind them chimes. They turn around, and see King Dedede, Kirby, Meta Knight,
two Waddle Dees, and a Waddle Doo. “G-Guys?!” Mew excitedly asks.
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“So, let me get this straight,” Mew says, “Kirby’s team fled toward here, while we were getting ready for Icicle Mountain. Waluigi’s team was fleeing the entire time, like us,
because they were causing pureness too. You guys met here, and have stayed here for the past two days?” Mew asks as they run to their team base.
“Yeah, tha’s pretty much it.” Waluigi wheezes. They finally make it to the base, which is hollow tree.
“Well, home sweet home!” Dedede says.
“Uh, y-yeah, pretty cool, but our team leader is at risk of being killed, and WE NEED TO SAVE HIM.” Lucas stammers.
“Okay, well, follow me!” Dedede happily orders. They start walking away from the trail.
“OH, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, I’VE BEEN QUIET FOR A LONG TIME, BECAUSE I WAS JUST FOLLOWING ORDERS, BUT YOU’RE GOING THE WRONG WAY. YOU
GUYS ARE SOOO HAPPY-GO-LUCKY, BUT THIS IS A LIFE OR DEATH SITUATION!!!!!” Blathers screams. “AND FURTHERMORE-” Blathers starts, but Meta Knight
motions him to stop.
“Calm down. Just follow, and you’ll understand.” Meta Knight says. Kirby raises his eyebrows at Blathers, while gnawing on Dedede’s foot.
They walk over to a patch of clear forest. There, standing in the middle, was a giant tree, gnawed in the middle so it was being held by a couple of the team’s weapons.
“Kirby got to this one. But we got a great idea. We cut it down, ride it downhill, and run over the helpers. Then we take on King Kong. That was our only doubt. But now that
we have you, we can take him. Do you want to help your friend?” Meta Knight drones.
Mew hesitates, then nods.
Ten minutes later, they have the Waddle Doo ready to cut down the tree, and everybody positioned to ride.
“Ready. Set. GO!” Dedede orders. The Waddle Doo cuts the tree, and the tree falls. It starts to roll down the hill.
“AAAAHHHHH!” Wario yells. “CHAAAAAA!” Charmeleon shouts. They run backwards as the log rolls over trees and puddles.
Soon they hear voices. The animals were looking for them. Finally, an alligator crosses the path.
“TIMBERRR!” Kirby shouts.
“Grah! Grah!” the Koopa Kids roar. The alligator yelps, and then motions someone to stop. Apparently they didn’t listen. The whole army of reptiles ran out. One gave a
high-pitched scream, there was an all-mighty bump, and when they looked back, there were thousands of alligator trophies. Lord Crocodius runs out of the clearing, roaring in
anguish. He runs after them at surprising speed, and starts scratching at their heels.
“HELP!” Wario yells.
“Air-Squadrant Blathers going in.” Blathers drones. He swoops down and grabs Kirby. He then flies above Lord Crocodius and aims Kirby. He grabs Kirby by the foot, and
he flexed him. It made the sound of a gun being loaded. “BOOONZAIIIII!” Blathers yells. He pulls Kirby’s foot one more time, and pebbles came out of his mouth rapid-fire.
“OW! OW! OW!” Lord Crocodius yelps. “Goodbye!” Blathers yells. He pulls Kirby’s arm, and a boulder flies out, making contact with his head, a sickening crack emitting
from his head. He falls to the ground, leaving behind a King K. Rool trophy.
“Here comes the clearing!” Meta Knight yells. They fly into the clearing, taking in the site of all the apes. Didulus yelps, and gets run over. They see his the Diddy Kong
trophy behind them. Dixihan jumps over Octavius and shoots a psychic beam at the log, but at the last moment, Meta Knight sticks out his sword and reflects it back at her.
She yelps, there’s an explosion, and they run over her trophy. Octavius throws his staff at Lucas, knocking him off the log. He dodges the log, but Mew sends an Aura Sphere
at him, cracking his back, turning him into a trophy.
“WOO-HOOOO!” Kirby cheers. Overlord Kong glares at the log, shoots a beam at it, and it disappears. They fall, and hit the ground roughly. \
“BWA-HA-HA! YOU CAN NEVER STOP ME, I HAVE THE VOID ON MY SIDE!” Overlord Kong screeches. “Help!” Drake yells. They look at Overlord Kong’s triumphant face, and then see something familiar behind his left ear.
“The Black Orb!” Lucas shouts, seeing the sphere glittering in a socket on the chair. It looked like it powered the chair.
“GOODBYE, PURE ONES!” the ape shouts before the flash of beetle-black came and Void shot out. They dodge. Back and forth, the shots came and they missed. The
tree line had diminished slightly. Finally, tired by this, he aims his eye at Drake.
“MIGHT AS WELL TAKE DOWN THE SOURCE OF THIS COMMOTION.” It booms before charging the beam. A flash of fear goes across Kirby’s face. His face
twitches. Then… The angry face came out. He shot as fast as lightning across the field. He jumped over trophies, never losing the angry face. Finally, he makes it to the cage.
“HA!” the ugly primate shouts, before sending the ray out. It flashes toward the cage. Kirby roars, jumps in front of the Void beam, and a cataclysmic explodes in
the clearing. There was a scream, then smoke…
“Kirby?!” Dedede yells. Silence. “Kirby?” Mew whimpers. Silence. “H-He’s… Gone.” Blathers whispers. The smoke clears.
There, standing in front of the cage, is a mud-stained Kirby, with his mouth full. He had stuffed the beam in his mouth.
“WHAT?!” Overlord Kong yelps. Kirby releases the beam. It careens right toward the orb.
“NOOOOOOOOO!” he shrieks, before the beam hit’s the orb. A flash of unbearable light rents the land apart. Then silence….
The smoke clears yet again, but this time, the site that meets them is amazing. A large tree with a tree house in it was painted with a red DK on the door. A pristine lake
stood in the distance. A small village stood where the dark forest was. All the trophies were alive again, and pure.
“YAY!” Dixie screams, before running into the trees. Cranky gets up from the ground, coughing, but smiles and nods at his rescuers. Diddy gets up, smiling, and runs to
where Overlord Kong was floating. And where Overlord Kong was floating, stood;
“Donkey Kong!” Waluigi yelps. Donkey Kong looks to the group, smiles, and goes;
“A-WOOO-WOOO!”
Diddy Kong looks at them. “He says, ’Thank you! We are in debt!’. EEP!” he squeaks. Drake’s banana cage fell apart, considering that they were now just bananas. Kiddy
crawled away, and Funky was now talking to Cranky. King K. Rool was seen shaking DK's hand for a temporary truce, with his Kremlings. Drake was apparently healed. “WOW!
You guys were awesome! LET’S CELEBRATE OUR VICTORY!” Drake yells. So, they had a banana party afterward, and partied all night. During the party, while everybody was
eating dinner, one of the Waddle Dees that belonged to Dedede wanted to help Drake’s team, saying he was good with mechanics. So, they had gained a new member, and ate
delicious banana pudding.
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“You failed, yet again.”
Darkfox’s voice rang from the dingy railroad tracks, Falkor standing behind him. The Hammer Bros. stood there in silence. They only raced them for a couple of miles, but
Hammer Bros. weren’t meant to run. “I knew you were weak. I’m going to send you back to your little home, where you can spend the rest of your worthless days wondering
when you’ll be sent to the Void. I’m showing mercy here. I’m sending you back. But before you go… I want to see the youngest of your clan.” Darkfox drones.
Nobody moved. There was a small intake of breath. “Fine. Have it your way. FALKOR. Search them.” Darkfox says. But before Falkor can move, a female Hammer Bro.
comes out from the crowd. “Here. Treat her with care.” the mother clicks, tears in her eyes.
“Thank you for making it easy.” Darkfox says with an oily voice and a slick smile. He raises the baby to eye level.
“I’m sure the other Void members will take care of him.” Darkfox says, smiling, but it looked more like he was baring his teeth. He grabs his Void gun and shoots the
baby, making it evaporate, leaving no trace it existed.
“So, go home. I never want to see you filth ever again.” Darkfox grumbles. They slowly walk away, the mother weeping.
“I HAVE A FEELING WE’LL BE SEEING DRAKE’S GROUP SOON!” Darkfox yells after them.
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"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is knowing that tomatoes don't go into fruit salad; and common sense is not drinking tomato juice."
...Wow....um, gee... I wish I had started reading this earlier, but so far I like this story. I'm not much of a critique, so all I can say is keep it up and don't stop it!
Thanks, The Brawl Girl! Yeah, things got in the way so I couldn't add much, but I've got some free time now so I'm just gonna finish the story! I'm almost half way done with the next chapter, so expect an update soon. (P.S. It's about the violent video games, Final Fantasy, Metal Gear Solid, etc)
Also, just doodling in paint and I made Drake.
"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is knowing that tomatoes don't go into fruit salad; and common sense is not drinking tomato juice."
Okay everyone, here's the next chapter.
Spoiler: Part 11 of Nintendo Chaos
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Drake sat kicking a sand dummy they had received after rescuing Donkey Kong Jungle.
The whole team was a little disappointed, because the Waddle Dee said that he would help from ‘afar’, because he had pledged his allegiance to King Dedede and his army. When asked how he would help, Waddle Dee replied, “It’s a secret!”.
So, putting their curiosity aside, the team continued their journey.
The lush jungle had a disappeared, and had been replaced by dry plains, with an occasional sand dune. It reminded them of a golf course.
There was an odd feeling in the area where the train was chugging. At first, they could just see little glints in the grass, reflected by the late-afternoon sun, and the team thought nothing of it. But soon after, small bits of machinery lay strewn across the ground, and even life-size robots lay forgotten on the browning grass. Finally, when they got their five minute warning, there were giant mechanical spiders, laying on their backs, dry oil staining their stomachs.
“Okay guys, we’ve arrived at ‘Interspace Stretch’. Before you guys leave, I’ve gotta tell you something before you leave.” Martin drones, worry in his voice.
Puzzled, the group sits back in their seat. There was silence for a few moments. Then they hear Martin’s footsteps. He opens the door with a creak, and he walks in. He sits
down with a sigh.
“Boys,” he says, “there’s something we need to talk about.”
He had a grim look, and the boys dropped their innocently curious faces and replaced them with a concerned, serious look.
“There are… some… things… in this world that you guys don’t know.” he grumbles, looking like this took every ounce of strength in him.
“How so?” Blathers asked.
“Erm… Well… There’s these things…. called…. guns.” the conductor wheezes.
“Gawns?” Drake asks curiously.
“No. Guns. They’re made to… uh… kill people.”
The team members had various reactions. Drake gasped, Mew covered his ears, and Wario falls out of his seat in shock.
“And, there are plenty of those here. So, if someone tells you to ’Put ’em up’, it doesn’t mean putting the thing you’re holding back on a shelf. It means run. Got it?” Martin
says.
“Sure.” the team responds. Martin nods them out. The team walks out onto the sloping lawn, the sun setting. A giant UFO, the size of a 3 story apartment complex, stood
before them, large pieces of machinery littered around the sides. A rusted sign above the entrance labeled it “The Wormhole”
The door looked like it had been roughly ripped off it’s hinges, and thrown carelessly to the side. The thing had a dark entrance-way, and a dull red flashing occurred in the distance of the hallway. The team gulped, and trudged into the corridor.
When they walked in, it felt like walking into a whole other world. The temperature dropped several degrees, and most of the lights were out. The only thing lighting the corridor was the dull flashing, which turned out to be a siren that had gone silent.
The group walked several feet, and with horror, realized that what they took to be litter turned out to be the bodies of androids that looked very similar to Mecha Koopas, but they stood on hind legs and were very humanoid.
As the group made it through the hallway, they jumped at every little sound, and stayed unusually close together.
Finally, on accident, Charmeleon steps on one’s foot. Immediately, the robot came to life, it’s eyes blazing yellow, and made a loud screeching sound, similar to a cat screeching. At that, all the other robots came to life and started screaming.
“RUN!” Wario screams, and they rush down the hallway.
Twists and turns prove to be very annoying as they ran down the disheveled hallways, not once looking back. But by the sounds of their metallic footsteps, they were on their tails.
At last, a heavy door came their way. The door opened very fast vertically, and started closing slowly.
Drake and Mew run in first, but Wario trips on his way to the door, skidding to a stop 10 feet from the exit.
“Wario!” Lucas shouts, and rushes to Wario’s aid. Blathers follows.
“C’mon bud, get up!” Blathers hoots as they both strain to get him on his feet.
“O-okay,” he mumbles, but as he starts rushing towards the door again, a robot aims it’s hand and shoots a net at Wario, trapping him.
“No!” Lucas shouts, but as he and Blathers run to his aid again, Wario shouts “You can’t save me, you’re running out of time!” Wario yells, pointing at the door. It was three feet off the ground.
“But-” Blathers starts, but a net flies over his head.
“GO!” Wario bellows, and at that, the duo rush at a belly-slide under the door.
“Nooo!” Drake yells, banging on the door. They stare sadly at the floor, and then Mew says brightly, “Well, if we defeat the minister of this area, they’ll surrender him and
everything will be okay!”
“We hope,” Lucas mumbles out of the corner of his mouth to Blathers.
The group, minus one, trudges on again. The hall had become less dirty, but still eerie at how deserted it was. Apparently fewer people made it through here, because of
the robots they presumed.
Finally, they come across a brightly lit room, with plain white walls and a floor designed to look like an astronomy chart. A large, sphere-like robot sat in the middle of the room, with a bored look on it’s face ( A digital face in a rectangular box, which was where it’s belly button should’ve been). It had arms and legs that appeared to be vacuum hoses, and, if they looked closely enough, it looked similar to a giant Poltergust 3000. But then, Mew reminded them, it probably was the vacuum, considering it was a machine.
“Greetings, I am the Riddle Gust. For those who seek the minister, I am the second of third blockades that await them. I am congruent to the sphinx; I am docile and wise
to all, and I give them a riddle. If they fail to answer correctly, I shan’t give them a simple punishment, I will send you directly to our minister. But, do not see this as a positive thing- I shall attempt to attack first, then send you to the minister. Here is the riddle.”
It shrugged it’s shoulders, and cleared it’s throat (or at least sounded like it, it made a sound similar to a television crackling).
“If three is a crowd, and a simple stone can kill two birds, how many hands does our master have?” the robot rumbles.
All of the group stared at Mew.
“What?” Mew asks.
“Dude, you’re the guy that solves complicated problems.” Lucas replies.
“Well, I-” Mew splutters, and stops for a second, and answers, “Fine. I think it’s one. I think so because you counted three, then two, and I consider this to be a problem of words. Your leader must be handicap.” Mew sagely answers.
“WRONG!” the machine sinisterly cackles, “It is infinite, because our leader can morph his hand into whatever he wants, including two more hands, 5 more hands, or hundreds of minuscule hands.”
“Oh no.” Mew splutters, before the machine slams it’s tube-like hand on Mew.
A garbled voice is heard in the machine, saying “I’m not going to let you hurt me!”
Mew lets off a Psyshock and the machine looses it’s footing. It causes a violent explosion, debris flying everywhere.
Laying in the wreckage, was a trophy of the Poltergust 3000. Mew was nowhere to be seen. He was already teleported.
“NO!” Drake yells.
The team sadly walks to the double doors leading to the next hallway.
They enter the next hallway, and see that it is completely clean. Apparently no one was able to pass the Riddle Gust, because there wasn’t a single bit of dirt or grime in the hallway. They were in the main part of the ship.
“I see something!” Lucas exclaims, before running ahead.
It was a doorway, leading to a conveyor belt room. It was clearly lit, and, considering that robot pieces were strewn across the room, it was the Production Chamber.
“Whoa.” Drake mumbles.
Charmeleon steps forward. All of a sudden, all the belts came to life, and, with a twinge of horror, they realized that the floor under them was a belt. The floor started to move under them. They sped twists and turns, losing their balance every so often.
Finally, they reach a large hill. The angle was so high that they practically held on at a vertical angle.
At 50 feet in the air, they were dangling at the top of the hill. Blathers gulped, and they sped downhill.
“GWAHHH!” Charmeleon screams.
Finally, Charmeleon falls to his knees, and a fork in the path arrives. Drake, Blathers, and Lucas careen to the left, and Charmeleon flies to the right.
“Charmeleon!” Blathers squawks and flies toward the orange blur. He flies alongside Charmeleon, and extends his talons.
“Come, Charmeleon!” Blathers hoots. Charmeleon raises his scaly hand, but before he could grasp a talon, he falls into a metal chute.
“Chaaaar!” he bellows as he falls down the metal slide. A sign next to the pit read “CHUTE TO MINISTER CHAMBER”
Blathers sadly flies to the others.
“The chute is too small. I can’t make it through.” he sighs.
“NO!” Drake screams immediately.
“What’s up Drake?!” Lucas asks, alarmed.
“I am to annihilate you!” Drake drones, before tackling Lucas.
“Wha-” Lucas splutters before falling off the edge. Blathers squawks and dives after them.
“AAAAAHHHH!” Lucas screams as they plummet toward a large cylinder full of magma.
Blathers grunts and swoops under Drake’s grasp and just manages to pull Lucas from the tangle of arms.
“NOOO-” Drake gets cut off by falling in the pit of lava. Silence arrives for a second, and then a dismembered robotic head surfaces.
“… that’s disturbing.” Lucas mutters.
“Look.” Blathers says, pointing at the wall opposite. There was a rusted door.
Lucas grunts and pushes the door open. A dark corridor is opened to them.
The duo walk through the hallway, ready to battle anything. Finally, they see it. An open doorway. The two rush forward and enter the room.
There were several cages hanging from the ceiling. The team members were standing in them.
“GUYS! It was a copy, an android that looks just like me, it grabbed me and threw me down a hidden chute while everyone was occupied with Wario and his net, he was going to hunt you guys down, thank goodness you’re okay!” Drake rambles.
Lucas looks around the room. It was filled with machinery, and the walls were rusted. A steering wheel stood in the corner of the room, and a copper throne stood in the
middle of the room.
“He’s right behind you! He has gawns!” Wario yells, as the door behind them closes. They turn around.
The most humanoid robot they have seen so far stood before them. It had wavy, metallic hair, that, unlike other metal, moved when he shifted his balance like regular hair.
He had a dark gray bandana made of the same material that his hair was made of, and he had red glowing eyes that calculated their every move. It had a gray uniform, with shoulder pads, knee pads, and armor. But the most intimidating part about him was his hands. His right hand was very muscular and looked like it had a deadly grip. But his left hand… it would shift at will into different weapons. At first it was a flail, then a knife, and then it morphed into a handgun.
The machine sinisterly cackles. “Ha ha ha! You must be very skilled to have made it all the way here!” the machine thunders. Lucas and Blathers leer at the behemoth.
“My name is Titanaserpent. You may call me Titanas.” the robot buzzes.
“Well, Titanas, now that you’ve got us, what are you going to do?” Lucas says with a sense of bravery. But after he said this, fear rippled across his face. The machine
cackles again, and stops abruptly.
“I sense your heart rate has increased. You are frightened. But, nevertheless, I must explain myself. You see, those three tests decided if I‘d let you live or not. Those who didn’t successfully make it through the tests were sent here and turned into a cyborg minion. But you two made it. That means you two are cunning enough to escape Chaos. I must kill you.” he explained. And, at that, he loads his handgun.
BOSS #9 TITANASERPENT, ALPHA ANDROID
Titanas blows a hole through the floor inches from Blathers’ head.
“Aiy-Eiiiih!” Blathers shouts, and the two start running.
The room was circular and about 60 feet around, and very cluttered. Lucas knocked a large machine to the floor, hitting across Titanas’ head. A small burst of electricity bursts from his temple. Blathers’ face lights up.
“Hey! That gives me a great idea!” Blathers shouts. He takes flight, while Titanas switches to an AK-47. He starts shooting rapid-fire.
“Waaah!” Blathers yells, as the bullets whistle around him. He extends his wing, while Lucas was running under the cages, Titanas closely behind, and slices at the chains holding the cage to the roof. They fell, slamming onto Titanas’ head every time. When they were done coming down, the aftermath was several angry team members and a Titanas spewing electricity from his head (which was just a metal skeleton-like sphere).
“Aaaat least-east-east I can seeEEEnse you.” the handicap robot rumbles, because his headlight-like eyes had gone out. He was blinded.
He launched a Bob-omb at Lucas’ feet, and he’s sent flying. “Aaargh!” Lucas bellows as he is sent through the air at an unsuspecting Blathers.
“Squawk!” Blathers screeches. He gets hit in the midriff, and they fall twenty feet to the floor.
“Owww…” Lucas moans. The two struggle to get up, but they are exhausted.
“Har har haaaaar.” Titanas growls, the last ‘har’ drawn out because his voice box was very broken.
“Youuu HAVE maDE a valiaaant attempt. Too bad you must DIE.” the robot roars.
It raises it’s left hand, and it transforms into a revolver. He aims it at Lucas’ heart.
“Goodbye.”
But as the trigger comes down, a blue blur rushes right in front of them, and a flash of dark yellow deflects the bullet, making the bullet put a hole through the robot’s leg.
“YOU! You reBEL, you have caused-d-d us so MUCH trouble. You die FIRST!” the robot screeches, as it assesses the damage to it’s leg.
The blue blur, which had stopped, had dark blue hair, and a brown bandana tied around his forehead. He had a bronze sword and a set of medieval clothes. He looked around the age of 16, and had dark blue eyes.
“Ike.” Wario mutters in awe, trying to get up in his crushed cage.
Ike nods at the group.
“Help me finish him.” he says quietly. He raises his sword and rushes forward.
The two were in a deadlock, both fighting with equal power. Titanas has slightly less speed because of his injuries, but he still fought equally hard.
Lucas and Blathers, injured, get up again, but the two were very quick, making it hard to find a way to get in. But fate found the right moment.
Finally, Titanas clutches Ike’s hand in mid-swipe. Ike looks alarmed, and struggles to be released. It was a dead grasp.
“This is THE END.” the robot utters softly, and turns his left hand into a drill. He slowly brings his hand to Ike’s rib cage.
“Ha ha ha!” the robot cackles, but the robot stops in mid-laugh, and a terrified look goes across his face, and his whole mechanism fails. Both Ike and Titanas look at Titanas’ rib cage. There was a jagged piece of metal stuck in his hip. Oil spewed out the gash. The empty android collapses to the floor. Lucas was still frozen in his throwing position.
“YES!” Lucas screams. Ike pulls out of the grasp of Titanas, but it was no longer the robot, but a trophy of Snake. Lucas cautiously steps forward and taps Snake’s trophy.
He flies to his feet, battle ready, but seeing that it was all pure people in the room, he cooled down.
“Thanks for saving me. Now, we can fix this.” Snake says. In the wreckage, lay the sole intact head. Snake pulls a handgun out of his pocket and shoots the head, making
it break into pieces. The orb lay innocently in the debris.
“I want to break it!” Drake yells happily, but Ike throws his sword like a boomerang and breaks the orb in half. It spins back to him.
“Show-off.” Drake mutters, as the sword comes spinning back to him. He catches it as the giant flash of light fills the land. Everyone is temporarily blinded.
When the light clears, all the machines are working, filling the room with quiet beeping and whirring. All the walls, instead of being grimy and rusty, they were shiny and chrome. The windshield was no longer grimed over, and showed the sunset.
“Well, thanks again gu-” Snake stops in mid-sentence and ducks to the floor, because several holes appear through the wall, and the lasers that caused those narrowly missed the newly released Mew’s head.
“Holy…” Snake begins, but another laser flies through the wall and sets a detailed sketch of a futuristic gun on fire.
He peers through the hole and says to the others, “Should I be worried that there’s a fox and a falcon in planes out there?”
“Oh no! Those stupid Chaos Assassins are after us again! We’re cornered!” Mew exclaims. His eyes drift toward the steering wheel.
“How fast can this thing fly?” Mew asks in a completely different tone.
-- 38 seconds later --
“Yahoo!” Wario shouts.
The Wormhole flew through the Nintendo Valley, with Darkfox and Falkor on their tails. They continually shot at the back of the ship.
“I’ve got an idea.” Snake mutters as they rocket over Icicle Mountain.
“What?” Mew asks, but he doesn’t need an answer. The UFO flies over Viridian City. Snake picks up the radio microphone, and talks into it.
“Oakey, Oakey, come in Oakey.” Snake requests. The radio goes crackle-y for a second, and a reply comes.
“Serpent, I’m glad to hear you’re pure! What do you need?” Oak replies.
“I need your strongest Blastoise, and I need you to shoot at the jet piloted by a black fox. Do you understand?” Snake orders.
“Aye-Aye.” Oak replies.
Mew stares at Snake.
“What? He’s old and retired, he needs something to do.” he says, answering their unasked question.
The large blue turtle with cannons protruding from it’s shell appeared on a nearby building. It uses Hydro Pump.
The jet of aqua careens toward the jet Darkfox was piloting, but it misses and hits Snake’s ammo. Snake swears as the full set of bombs and missiles fall from the hidden pocket under the ship. They fall toward the land which was nearing Onett, but Falkor apparently did not see this coming, and, unaware of what he had flown under, had mere seconds to realize that a ton and a half of bombs was coming down on him. There was a cataclysmic explosion that echoed across the land, and a glint of bronze flew from the flying wreckage. What was left of the jet slammed head-on into an on-coming cliff, leaving a large and ugly burn on the cliff. The bronze glint lands near Donkey Kong Jungle.
“YES!” Snake yells. The whole team cheers, and they watch Darkfox turn around and fly west, away from them.
The Wormhole flies back to the patch of land it resided at. The team members unloaded, and Ike followed them.
“I want to join your team. You need my skill with swords, and I’m a very good warrior overall.” Ike declares in the least-bit awkward voice, unlike the others when they joined. Taken by surprise, Drake answers, “S-sure!”
So, the team went back onto the train, and as the train left the station, they all informed their experiences with ‘gawns’ with Martin.
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“Falkor! FALKOR, NO!” Darkfox screams into the radio, but all that responds is a small crackling where Falkor’s voice should’ve been. Master Zeuzachu would certainly be upset; he has lost another loyal and powerful troop.
But something else occurred in Darkfox. He felt unbearable grief. He had been in Falkor’s quadrant ever since the virus had initially arrived. Greypine had only joined them later, but Falkor had been almost like a brother.
Something changed. Falkor was slightly unhinged. He had lost his sense of patience, and violence seemed more and more like a good option. He no longer thought clearly. The only thing he felt for sure was one thing; he wanted to murder Drake and his team. Those happy-go-lucky, thick, swine have no idea what they’ve done.
And at that, he flew west to alert Zeuzachu Pi.
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Wolf, Nana, and Popo all trudged into the thick clump of trees, because Nana said she saw something shiny fall into it.
“I know it’s here, I can feel it!” Nana sang. She led the group forward, peering through trees and bushes, dramatically sniffing the trees around her. She finally sees a glint of bronze in a particularly dense bush. She glowed with anticipation and rushes forward, happily ripping the shrubs apart. There, lay a trophy of Falco. Wolf taps it.
Falco glows for a second, and jumps to his feet, holding on to his handgun furiously. But he sees his audience, and puts it away. Before Falco could even speak, Wolf rushes into the story of everything that had occurred. After he finishes, Falco stands there, thinking for a second.
“I know we’re enemies, Wolf, but for now, I’ll team up with you.” Falco concludes. Wolf frowns.
“I don’t think you’ve really got a choice,” Wolf replies, “but, I guess we’re off.” They start to walk away.
“But, where are we going?” Falco asks.
“To Hyrule!” Popo answers.
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This is actually one of the most serious chapters of them all, mostly from the fact thatDarkfox goes insane.Nonetheless, I'm glad I got this done, because from the part where they entered the area to the end of the chapter was deleted by my sister on accident, so I had to redo, but still, that's only a day off~
"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is knowing that tomatoes don't go into fruit salad; and common sense is not drinking tomato juice."
Also, as another announcement, there's only 5 chapters left! These next few chapters are going to be the most climactic.
"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is knowing that tomatoes don't go into fruit salad; and common sense is not drinking tomato juice."
Okay everyone, it's that time again!
Spoiler: Part 12 of Nintendo Chaos
After the frightening experience of Interspace Stretch, the team was becoming wary of the town’s difficulty. But more thoughts crossed their minds; they were nearing the end of Nintendo Valley. The clock was ticking towards their battle with Zeuzachu. But, the team reminded each other, if they have made it this far, how difficult could Zeuzachu Pi be? Apparently very, because the team would go into a awkward silence after this reminder.
The team had finally gotten used to Ike, who explained that he was one of the select few who had not made it through the maze before the atomic explosion of Chaos. When he had arrived to the top, he found it deserted, but still knew that Zeuzachu Pi could still be around. He escaped, and went back to his home. He was the culprit of the destroyed door and injured robots, and he continually caused trouble for the Chaos infecting his home, which is why Snake, as Titanas, had called him “reBEL” and said that he had “caused the so much TROUBLE.”
With the return of the town, Ike decided to join Team Drake, because, like Drake, he wanted to stop Chaos just for the reason of being a freedom-fighter. But for every rose, there’s a thorn.
“Ha, well, I can throw a boomerang at top accuracy!” Drake declares. He and Ike had been butting heads ever since Ike had joined. Well, at least Drake had been.
“That’s cool. I have once taken a trip to Wuhu Island, that island far in the archipelago, and I, also learned how to throw a boomerang. In addition I learned how to do the very same method with a snake. It was a very dangerous class, I was taught because I had reached the “Expert” ranking.” Ike replies in his same quiet voice.
Drake seemed to be fuming at the ears.
The sky outside had long since darkened, and a perfect full moon had risen above the eerie plains, giving it an eerie silver glow. The great UFO had long since disappeared, and, before they had left they had found there was a large underground kingdom where Ike had lived. Ike had commented on this, saying “It was a great hiding place, but it made you nasty pale.”
Now, they were heading southwest. There was a large bend, called the “1-K U” to the conductors, which was short for “1000 Mile Bend”. As soon as they made the turn, it was a bee line to the Chaos Titan Zone.
“This is Martin Worth speaking, we are closing in on 2-D Town. Have a safe mission, guys!” Martin says over the radio.
The train stops at the train station, deserted as usual. The team leaves the train, and files out to the town. But it was not there.
There was a small field, with rocks littered everywhere. It looked similar to a graveyard, full of unmarked graves. The unkempt grass snagged on their pants, and an owl hooted somewhere. The stones seemed to be in a sort of pattern, but before they could investigate, Lucas exclaims that he found something.
“Look at this purple rock!” Lucas requests. Blathers cocks his head to the side.
“As an esteemed fossil expert, I can say… I have no idea what this is.” Blathers declares. As the team members inspect the odd stone, Mew floated up in the air, inspecting the stones.
“Well, maybe we should tap it in some sort of pattern!” Wario yells. The team stares at him. “No, seriously, that’s how you opened certain chests when I traveled, searching for treasure. Here,” Wario explains, and he starts tapping and prodding the stone. He hops around the edge slapping the stone, and finally stops.
Mew gains a stricken look. “Guys, stop messing with it, stop-” Mew starts, but Wario screams “Hiya-Ho-Ha-Ho!” and karate chops the rock. It snaps in half. A thunderous roar enters the field.
“Guys, the stone’s pattern makes the eye with tentacles! The Chaos sign! The purple rock’s the pupil!” Mew roars. The thunderous roar ceases.
Mew cautiously floats to the ground. Everyone stands still, looking at the purple stone, broken in half. A minute passes. Finally, Ike opens his mouth. “I think we should contin-” Ike never finishes his sentence. The furious roaring of winds returns instantly, and the cyclone recommences. The team gets lifted off their feet, flying in circles. A small black portal opens in the stone. The team gets pulled toward the stone, despite their furious swimming. Finally, the gale becomes fiercer, and they are forced to fall into the dark hole. A flash occurs, and the stone pieces together. All their footprints disappear with the wind, and the stone’s cracks melt together, turning back to normal. And, judging by the grounds they entered, all the evidence of anyone ever finding the place vanished.
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Boop-Boop, Boop, Boop-Boop, Boop, BOOOOP.
Drake stirs awake. The odd 8-bit music awoke him.
As soon as the group had been consumed by the discolored stone, they all had immediately gone unconscious. But, apparently they hadn’t been asleep very long, because
Drake did not feel like he’d been awakened by a deep slumber. He looks down at his hand. It was pixilated.
He yells, but not really. All that comes out is a high-pitched BEEEP sound. Panicked, instead of rambling, worried, and having a stricken look, he maintains the same expression, (which was an indifferent look, as if he was just browsing a magazine) and all he gains is a yellow flash above his head.
“MEW!” he tries to scream, but nothing comes out. He runs over to Mew, who has his original Pokemon Red and Blue appearance, and shakes him.
Mew stirs awake, just like Drake. He also gains a yellow flash, and he points at Drake, and brings him to a pixilated water puddle. Drake hops in fear, as he has become 2D and his only features were two blue dots for eyes, a black line for a mouth, a green rectangle for a body, two peach colored squares for hands, and two blue rectangles for legs. The duo awakes the rest of the team, and all have the same pattern of waking up. Wario looked like when he was in Super Mario Land, Charmeleon also looked like his appearance in Red and Blue, giving an odd, barking sound whenever he tried to talk. Lucas looked how he did in Mother 3, pixilated and all, Ike similar to Drake, as they were both 2D and roughly illustrated, and Blathers was the only one not 2D, but constructed of hundreds of tiny lines, making him look odd. The team, finally all becoming aware that they were truly 8- and 16-bit creatures, they look around.
It was a tall mountain, minus the snow. It was very cartoonish and winding. At the top, a sinister looking castle resides. The houses surrounding them were all flat, just like they were constructed of paper, and the sky is a solid gray color. They stood in a road, and the town was deserted. Black dots that were supposedly buzzards fly above them. An ominous white rectangle with purple lines on it bared the legend “PIXULUS; ZEUZACHU PI’S MONSTER MOVIE TOWN.”
Drake steps forward, and a high-pitched PINK sound came from his foot. Drake stared at his foot, then moved the other. PINK. Drake motions for his team to follow, and the street is filled with a chorus of PINKs. This was obviously a very un-stealthy way of traveling.
The team walks about 20 feet, but stops. Instead of the quirky BOOP music, a gloomy, unnerving tune enters the street. It was a dark DOOP-DOOP-DOOOOP music, and sinister, electronic laughing rang through the streets. The team swoops together, frightened. A dark figure stirred in an alleyway. It senses that there are people watching and stops. It slowly glides out of the alleyway.
It has dark green skin, and dark hair. It wore torn clothes. But the most unnerving part; it had an arm missing, and it was salivating profusely. It was a zombie, from Zombies ate my Neighbors. Out of nowhere, hundreds of the dead creatures file out into the streets, walking at a fast pace towards them. Drake and the others start walking backwards at an equal speed, not daring to take their eyes off of them.
The BOOP’s coming from their feet were becoming quicker. The team had to walk even faster because they headed downhill. They quickly stride down an alleyway, the creatures following the sounds of their feet. Out of nowhere, a large UFO flies overhead, dropping aliens from the sky. At this, Wario had an exclamation mark, a dollar sign, a question mark, and a percent came out of his mouth. He apparently swore.
Finally, they see two men at the end of the alley. Wholly relieved, they walk faster toward the men. But before they reach them, one gray patch moved away from the moon, which was glowing a solid yellow. The two men turned brown, grew snouts, and two tails. Lucas keels backward.
ROOOO the creatures howl. Drake’s team shove the creatures out of the way and run. The werewolves were very quick, and they were slightly faster than Drake’s team, so the race was coming to an end. A cliff comes into view, leading to a pixilated canyon.
Finally, there was nowhere to run. The werewolves arrive first, baring their white fangs. Shortly after, the aliens file into the clearing, holding gray, oddly-shaped pistols. They were aiming the guns at the heroes. Finally, the zombies stump into view. Drake and his team stand still, not daring to move. Wario was shaking head to foot, a tiny sound emitting from him like wind. But they had stopped. Drake had only seconds to wonder why they stopped, but, as if an invisible force answered their unasked question, a dark shape was floating through the sky toward them. It has three, dark purple balloons strapped to it’s torso, and it wore a bulky black helmet. A single, cactus-like tail poked from it’s lower back, and it had red glowing eyes. All of this, being pixilated, of course.
“Ha, ha, ha!” the man cackles in an electronic voice. “Well, well, it looks like vermin isn’t the only thing that prowls around this town unwelcome.”
“I am Heliotus, Lord Tarantalas’ highest general. You have beseeched our town, so we must take you to our Lord. As you can see, we have kept the other creatures the same, as they are beastly either way. Now, before you ask, only those who have lived in this town for their lives have learned how to talk. At least, that’s what Zeuzachu Pi tells us.” Heliotus explains, the last part being partly a sigh.
“But, with that knowledge, that makes this town better than any pure town could ever be!” Heliotus continues. The crowd of monsters grunts and squawks their agreement.
“Now. We must take you to our lord, and you are highly outnumbered. You shall be sent to the Void, indefinitely.” Heliotus finishes. Drake’s team backs up in horror, but this wasn’t very helpful, considering that this brought the height of the canyon into relief. But before the werewolves and aliens can apprehend them, a dark shadow plunges over them.
“OOT OOT!” a voice roars. Out of nowhere, a flat gorilla lands in the crowd, squashing several zombies. It charges it’s way through the crowd, knocking aliens aside. One werewolf yips and hightails away. The other makes a brave attempt at starting a fight, but the large primate throws a barrel at the creature, knocking it to the ground. It spots Drake’s team, and charges forward. It picks up the whole team in it’s arms, and charges in the opposite direction.
“STOP THEM!” Heliotus shrieks, but the ape simply stops, turns it’s hindquarters towards the small man strapped to the balloons, and farts. The ape runs into the alleyway. The buildings rush by, and Drake sees zombies enter the alley. But before they can make any distance, the ape turns a corner and rushes away.
Several seconds pass, and they finally stop at a large heavy door. It was metal, and Drake would not be surprised if a bank vault lay hidden in there. But the apes face contracts into a look of concentration, and gave an odd knock that Drake guessed was a code, because a shifting sound came from inside the dinky hut, and the door opens. The ape walks inside.
The house was very regal. It had a mini bar, which had different types of juice, (Oran Delight, 1-UP Smoothie) and a fridge. A comfy couch sat in the middle of the room, and a fireplace sat in the corner of the room, and a picture of Mario pointing at everyone in the room, bearing the legend “I WANT YOU, TO FIGHT CHAOS.”
“Ah, yes-a. You’ve returned, Donkey Kong-a.” a lighthearted voice declares. Drake directs his attention to a side room that he had not noticed. A flat, skinny man wearing a green shirt and hat, with a pair of overalls walks into the room. “Paper Luigi, why do you always have to be the first person to talk to a newcomer?” two voice ask at the same time. A boy and a girl, both looking around the age of 12, stride into the room behind him. “Zeke, Julie, stop being so childish.” Paper Luigi crossly replies. An odd cat walks into the room behind them. It looked like a piece of black construction paper, cut out to like a cat. “Mnrowr.” the cat mews in a high-pitched tone.
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“So, I’m going to repeat-a this one-a more time-a, just so you understand,” Paper Luigi explains, “you are in the oldest town-a in Nintendo Valley.
“This is where-a all the pixilated and ‘paper’ characters reside-a. Many of the-a oldest characters of Nintendo thrive-a here. Pac-Man and-a Ms. Pac-Man were the leaders of our group-a, before they were morphed into-a one of those brainless creatures-a.” Paper Luigi informs. Zeke clears his throat.
“And,” Zeke says in his pompous tone, “that’s what happened to the other important characters. Y’know, original Mario, original Link, they went down like heroes. Lord Tarantalas has been picking us off one by one, and they are not going to cease until we are all flesh eating, green skinned, transforming beasts. That’s why we’re fighting. But, seeing as to all of you guys have arrived, I think we should perform the attack before sunrise.”
Drake raises his hand, and points, at his mouth. He tries to talk, but a low beep comes from his mouth. Julie chuckles.
“Oh, yeah, that proves you guys are rookies to this town. You see, since we grew up here, so, naturally, we know the types of sounds that come out of our mouth when we
talk move our lips at different angles, so we actually make a series of beeping and squawking that are put in a certain order to sound like words. Most people resort to Type Language, but those who plan on being big in the exploration business know English.” Julie explains. Drake drops his hand.
“Anything you want-a to add, Donkey Kong-a?” Paper Luigi asks. Donkey Kong scratches his head, and sticks his tongue out. He blows.
“Ah. Yes.” Paper Luigi finishes. Drake’s team nervously looks at each other. Blathers peers around them, and gives a brave-sounding BOOP. The team takes this as a “We can do this!”, and Paper Luigi simply says, “Okay, I guess we’re ready.” and at that, they silently walk out the door.
“Me and the rebels will handle the army, you guys battle Tarantalas.” Zeke declares in a quiet voice.
A red, pixilated siren was going off, and there was the sound of stomping coming from all the streets. Paper Luigi holds out a hand.
“We will all-a travel down-a the main road, and we,” Paper Luigi motions toward his group, “will stay-a to fight. You-a and your team shall press on to the Dark Tower. Be safe-a. Fight well-a.” They then file out into the street.
“Gr-RAH!” a zombie growls. Out of nowhere, hundreds of zombies rush out of the alleyways and lurch towards them. Paper Luigi shoots a volley of fireballs at a crowd of rushing zombies, setting them on fire and knocking them off their feet. A rather large zombie lurches behind Mew, and punches him in the back. Mew falls to the floor, the air knocked out of him. The zombie opens it’s mouth wide, ready to sink it’s teeth into him, but, miraculously, the black cat they saw in the hut lunged out of nowhere and started clawing at the beast’s face. The creature keels backward, and a few of it’s comrades trample him. “Nice one, Mr. Flatcat!” Zeke shouts as he runs past the pile, shooting rapid-fire water gun shots at those closely pursuing them. The cat slyly jumps out of the pile unscathed, and immediately catches up with the group.
The street is filled with a series of snaps and flashes, and the large green aliens teleport in around them. As the aliens pull out handguns around them, the team rounds a corner. There, up a steep hill, was the giant, black tower. A flash of lightning strikes overhead, and the clouds clear around the moon again. A howl is heard, and half a dozen werewolves came out, horrifying next to the scary duo they met before. Drake’s team rushes especially quickly forward, while Paper Luigi, Zeke, Julie, Donkey Kong, and Mr. Flatcat fall back.
“Halt, fiends! I can not let you harm thy lord!” Heliotus bellows overhead. The three balloons he’s strapped to bounce against each other in the wind. He flexes his thorny tail in their direction, and thorny quills rain down around them. Mew stretches a Protect around them, and the quills bounce off. One particularly sharp one flies right toward Heliotus, while he was glaring down at the unsuspecting freedom fighters brawling with the crowd of creatures. It hits one balloon squarely in the middle, and a monumental POP exploded over the crowd. In spite of themselves, they all peer up at the flailing man in the sky, slowly floating toward the ground.
“Help me you fools, help me!” Heliotus shouts. Donkey Kong launches a large barrel into the sky at him. The small man breaks off of his balloons, and falls to the ground, the barrel trailing behind him. He hit’s the ground rather hardly, and the barrel crushes him completely. A trophy of Balloon Fighter lay before them. An anguished yell goes through the air, and the fight commences. Drake’s team rushes to the oak doors, and, with a last glance showing them Zeke and Julie throwing soda can bombs at the aliens, Paper Luigi hopping on the heads of the zombies, Mr. Flatcat getting ready to set off a fire hydrant, and Donkey Kong smashing two werewolves into the side of a building, they enter the tower.
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It turns out that the inside of the tower was simply a large spiral staircase filled with different pictures of arachnids, and worn stone walls. They finally reach the top of the tower, and judging by the battle sounds outside, the freedom fighters had not lost, and neither had the beasts. The doors they had reached were twisted and chrome. There was a circle with eight lines coming out of it, and this was the most detailed room they had seen so far, more like a drawing than a pixilation. Wario uncertainly knocks on the door. The doors rumble, and slowly open. Around thirty seconds pass, and the doors finally open completely. The team enters.
The room had a smooth tile floor, and rough stone walls, similar to those in the spiral staircase outside the room. Dark gray pillars outline the room, and two giant stone spiders sit on both sides of the room. Straight outward stood an opening to the outside. It was similar to an opening of a cave, and it looked over the entire city. It was roughly thirty stories tall, and they could clearly see the battle under them. All of a sudden, they hear a loud thunderous noise behind them. A clicking sound met their ears. “….So, you’ve finally made your way up here.” a growling voice said in between the clicking. They turn around.
There stood a giant, black spider. It was as flat as paper, and it was a solid shad of black, and it was similar to a shadow, but they could clearly see the large pincers. The only thing that wasn’t black on it was it’s glowing, eight red eyes. All eight were glaring at them, an eye for each of them. It clears it’s throat.
“I am Lord Tarantalas, and I see you’ve made it past my little creatures. Well, I guess it’s very simple now. We battle, and I must tell you, I don’t fight like the others you’ve fought. I fight to kill. I fight for prey.” the arachnid clicks.
And, at that, the giant spider rushes forward.
BOSS #10 LORD TARANTALAS
TERRIFYING TARANTULA
Drake runs forward, and beats the spider across the head with a baseball bat a few times before being knocked to his feet. Mew comes right after him, and with all his force, lifts the spider off it’s feet and makes it levitate. Flailing around helplessly, Mew hits it against the wall. It falls to the ground and bounds forward. It opens it’s mouth and rushes forward toward the figure of Drake getting up, but before he can make it to him Lucas runs forward and shoots a blast of fire in it’s face. It roars in pain, and swipes Lucas in the midriff.
Lucas is hit rather hard, and is thrown out of the building through the opening. Blathers gasps and flies out the window, catching the feebly stirring Lucas, and heading back. But before he can make it on to the platform, Lord Tarantalas throws Ike at the two. Ike catches on to Lucas’ foot, and Ike lets out a cry of surprise (At least he tried, it was a loud beep). Blathers starts sinking under the weight. Mew flies forward and helps with the weight. Noticing that half the team was outside the building, Tarantalas gets a sinister idea.
He charges at the newly standing Drake and pick him up by the ankle with his mouth. He spins around like in a hammer throw, and then throws him right at Wario. Both are knocked backward at the mass of team members. Finally, with no other flying team members, the team starts sagging toward the ground at a rather slow speed. All that’s left is Charmeleon. Charmeleon growls, and starts calculating the giant spider’s every movement. Out of nowhere, Tarantalas turns around and shoots a web at Charmeleon. Charmeleon gets caught, and dragged back.
“You’re too hot to eat. But you’ll make a lovely weight.” the arachnid growls. Everything turns to slow motion. Charmeleon is thrown towards the opening. He lets off an Ember. One, tiny pellet of fire hits Tarantalas in the eye, making it go out. As Charmeleon leaves the opening, he turns a lighter orange than usual, but before Tarantalas can see anything else, he disappears from view.
“Hmph. Let them die. I just had shrimp.” he finishes, and starts to crawl to the door, ready to enter the fight below. With him, they would win without a doubt. But before he can reach the door, a loud roar is heard in the distance. Tarantalas stops.
“No,” he growls nervously, “it couldn’t be…” but before he could finish, a large orange blur enters the room.
A menacing roar in the form of Charizard flies in. All of the team members were riding on his back, and Wario was choosing directions in a small box in front of them.
“Charizard, use Fire Blast!” Wario yells, or at least a text box in front of him says. A meteor composed completely of fire the size of a boulder careens toward Tarantalas.
The tarantula clicks in fear before being engulfed in the flames. It rushes toward the dragon, but before it can reach him, Wario bellows, “Iron Tail, Charizard!” (In the box, of course.)
And as anyone would know, it’s best to squash a bug. The spider thrusts out all it’s legs, letting out a final cry of pain. It curls up, and disappears in a cloud of smoke. When it clears, a pure black man stood before them, around four feet tall, and in trophy form. Ike trots forward and presses the button on the trophy, and it transforms to life.
“Beep! Beep! Honk!” Mr. Game and Watch says as he walks around the room. He looks down on the fighting crowd below, or what was left of it. Charizard lets them all board and flies to the ground. Two more fighting werewolves were left, and they seemed to be the most vicious. Paper Luigi was still fighting with all his heart, but was cornered, Zeke dueling the two werewolves with a silver revolver, while guarding Julie’s trophy. Donkey Kong was swinging with all his might, and the street was littered with trophies. Drake and the others swoop in and pull an easy victory. Zeke, now having a free hand, released Julie from her trophy state, and the pure fighters meet up.
“You-a defeated him-a!” Paper Luigi yells with delight. Donkey Kong points at Mr. Game and Watch. They all look at him. He was apparently was posing in a look of triumph, and he was holding the orb.
“Yes!” Zeke hoarsely shouts and runs forward. He grabs it and holds it for all to see.
“I can’t wait to-” he begins, but stops and stares at it. Then he looks up at them. “It’s your’s, you defeated Tarantalas.”
Drake shakes his hand in a nonchalant fashion, as if to say “It’s fine, you can break it.”
Zeke grins, and all the members of the Pixulus team gather around the orb.
“One-a, two-a, three-a!” Paper Luigi counts, and they smash the orb.
The usual large flash consumes the city, and then silence. The light clears, and out comes a non-medieval village, but a regular flat suburbia.
Around half of the zombie trophies around them transform into flat characters like Pac-Man, and original Mario. The pure members fix all the regular characters, and stash the zombies and other creatures into the local jail. They finally wave goodbye Mr. Flatcat trailing at their feet, and exit through the purple rock which was now a portal. They get on the train, and go to sleep.
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“Y-yes sir. Both were killed, and turned pure.”
Darkfox kneeled in the dark courtyard, fog trailing around his ankles. The dark smoky sky blocked the beautiful full moon, and several dark figures were silently walking around the sullen garden. A thunderous sound above the fox told him that Zeuzachu Pi was listening and was not happy.
“Hm. Well, that is a severe disappointment, Darkfox. Why would you let this happen?” Zeuzachu Pi thunders above him. He was wearing a gargantuan cloak, and had a hood over his face, putting it in shadows.
“Sir, it wasn’t my fault-” Darkfox began timidly, but Zeuzachu Pi raises a hand in silence.
“You will try harder. But these losses have made me doubt you seriously. I will set this as an extra precaution,” Zeuzachu Pi declares. He shuffles away from view, Darkfox avoiding eye contact for the whole time. He returns, holding something the size of a truck in his gnarled hands.
“This is the Grand Nuclear. It is the Nuclear Void that will be the fate of the Nintendo Valley. It will be set for 12 hours to charge, and when the bomb goes off, Void will cover the entire country. This will be the true takeover of Nintendo Valley.” the leader informs. Darkfox’s eyes go wide.
“That is a brilliant plan, sir! Brilliant indeed-” Darkfox starts, but Zeuzachu Pi nonchalantly slaps Darkfox across the face. This hit still knocked him ten feet back, and dislocates his arm. Moaning with pain, and putting his arm back in it’s socket, Zeuzachu Pi growls, “Of course it’s brilliant, you oaf. Now, don’t make me have to detonate this bomb, or you will have to feel my wrath.”
And with that, the dark blue fox slyly crawls away, swearing under his breath.
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Yeah, for the first time we actually see Zeuzachu Pi.
"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is knowing that tomatoes don't go into fruit salad; and common sense is not drinking tomato juice."
Great story to read, although there was an inconsistency in the last chapter. In the chapter before the most recent one, you clearly said you were heading to Hyrule, not 2-D land. It would be nice if you went back and edited that.
Good. Good job. Good. Ok.
More video game trivia.
This series has been running from 1987 to 2011, and is still going strong. This series is famous for having large amounts of exploration and having solid fight mechanics. Additionally, one of the games doesn't include the Very character that the series was named after. Hey, you in the back! Listen! This shouldn't be too difficult.
Go to my first post in that thread for ta next riddle. (accurate Sep. 9 2012)
Last edited by Aeront; September 10th, 2012 at 05:11 PM.
THE GRAND PUZZLE
Well, because I'm utterly bored, I've taken it upon myself to start another riddle quest, but this time on a much, much, much larger scale. Will anyone feel like solving my puzzle? Probably not. Will I do it anyway? Heck yea.
Please note, a certain puzzle or riddle may not be solvable until a certain amount of time has passed. If so, be patient, and keep a sharp eye out.
On the off-chance someone feels like reading this, thanks, and here's a hint to the beginning: the first clue is hidden somewhere in this signature.
SOON
Oh, (Sorry for the wait) Wolf, Popo, and Nana say they are going to Hyrule. The heroes are heading to 2-D Land. The heroes and Team Wolf will meet at Hyrule.
"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is knowing that tomatoes don't go into fruit salad; and common sense is not drinking tomato juice."
Okay readers, sorry for the long wait, the next chapter's almost done, but it's rather long so that's the reason for the wait. To make this post count, I'll show you to pieces of art I did in MS Paint for Nintendo Chaos.
Spoiler: Logo and Group
Spoiler: Chibi Drake and Mew
Expect the next chapter by the end of the day!
"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is knowing that tomatoes don't go into fruit salad; and common sense is not drinking tomato juice."
Okay readers, here it is, Chapter 13. This is also one of my favorites!
Spoiler: Nintendo Chaos Part 13
“The next destination is one of the last towns you’re going to visit. After this, is Mushroom Kingdom. After that… is Zeuzachu Pi’s castle.” Martin announces over the intercom.
Ever since the events that went down in 2-D Town, Mr. Flatcat had decided to make their train cart his home. They discover that he was a similar species to Mr. Game and Watch, except in cat form. Most of the time he just laid on a warm cushion, but he occasionally prowls around the other train carts in search of mice.
The sun just started rising over the grassy plains, and, little do they know, there was a certain Grand Nuclear that was set to go off in nine hours. It seemed like a perfect day for a picnic.
The team members rise from their beds one by one, bleary eyed, and messed up hair. The train was perpetually slowing down. Stretching and yawning, they finally got completely
ready and wait for the train to stop.
“Okay guys, good luck.” Martin droned. The doors open, and they file out. A tall stone wall stood before them, and surrounded an unknown site. There were several pitch black, stone guards with spears guarding the heavy oak doors.
“OI! You! Wha’ are ya doing here, puny lil’ pure ones!” a skinny, shaggy haired guard barked at the group.
“We are Team Drake, a skilled group of freedom-fighters that have purified most of your Chaotic cities. Stand back, or we’ll have to use force.” Drake growled, trying to use a different tactic for once.
The guards stare at them for a second. All of a sudden, they start to roar with laughter.
“Y-Y-You want t-to use f-f-force?!” one bald guard breathed through his own cackling.
“Come with us, son, make this easy for yourself.” a deep-voiced guard with a thin beard rumbled, after recovering from his raucous laughter.
“Okay.” Drake grunted in resignation. The team stood in surprise as Drake stumbled away, surrounded by the tough statues.
“Is that a Purple Rupee?” Drake exclaimed as one of the guards unlatch the door. The guards whip their heads to where Drake was pointing, and while their attention was at bay, Drake quickly made a motion to follow.
“Boy, do you want to be bludgeoned?!” the deep-voiced guard roared, turning back to Drake.
“No sir, just thought I saw one.” Drake stammered, returning back to his innocent demeanor.
“Hmph. Maybe one hit-” the bald guard began, but the statue with the thick accent slapped him across the face.
“Orpheus, d’ya want to ge’ us keeled? We shul’ take ‘im to Pegalur, he’d know wha’ t’do.” he yelled.
“Fine, just a thought.” the statue called Orpheus grunted while rubbing his face.
The deep-voiced guard forcefully opened the heavy doors, and a smell of cooking sheep and ink wafts over them.
“Come, stupid.” a broad-faced statue growled, shoving him roughly through the opening. The doors start to close, but not before Blathers and Mew silently float in, and Charizard with Lucas, Wario, and Ike on his back slip in. They walk in upon a large village.
Lanterns here and there stand on porches, some flickering out because of the morning sun. They could hear random portions of conversations as they passed by.
“That’ll be checkmate, Olgur. That’ll be your best cow, please.”
“I’m telling you, that Chaotic Roasted Turkey is worth 15 rupees at best. It looked like it fell onto the floor.”
“I told yer, I’d rather be a butcher than a clerk, it’s nasty business talking to people, I tell yer.”
Yawning civilians walk around them, but something was odd about them. They had blurred edges, and they all had a mournful look about them.
“What’s wrong with them?” Drake asked the guard to his left, the thick-accented one.
“Haven’ ya heard? I mean, everyone knows, mate,” the guard added in an undertone, and seeing the puzzled look on Drake’s face, he supplemented, “Some hot-shot pure feelth exper’ has gone and de-Chaotified almos’ all the towns in Nintendo Valley!”
“Oh, that’s me.” Drake grunted. The guards break into silent fits of laughter again. “Whatever you say.” the deep-voiced one mumbled.
Finally, after a quarter of a mile, they come across a crowded marketplace. Beggars would run across their path, and plead for money, and to be escorted to the castle too so they could be in the presence of the mighty Pegalur.
“Morning Bart.” one bearded village man barked to the thick-accented guard. “Morn’, Stan.” he replied.
“Skould, Dengler, how are you two doing?” another burly guard asked, apparently on duty, to the deep-voiced guard and the rather stupid-looking guard. “Nothin’, Boyler, just escorting a pure hooligan to the castle. Mouthed off at us, he did.” the deep-voiced guard, or ‘Skould’, replied.
“Pretty big load, huh?” Boyler asked, joining their crowd.
“Hm? It’s just one.” Dengler, the stupid one responded, holding up two fingers absentmindedly. Boyler gives a false laugh, and replied with the tone as if he was talking to a rather emotional three year old, “Dengler, there are seven people with you.”
If the situation wasn’t so serious, the thing that the guards did would have been comical. All the guards turned around in shock, and dropped their jaws.
"W-What in the blazes?!" Skould spluttered, aghast at what he was seeing. Drake slapped his forehead, a look of disappointment on his face. The group of royalty got over the surprise, and with anger etched on their faces, they started stomping towards the other team members.
"Join your little captain, you filthy cowards. The nerve of all of you, sneakin' into a kingdom like it's no big deal." Orpheus hissed. The group started pacing toward Drake, but before they could reach their captain, Orpheus lost his senior-like manner and yelled, "Move faster, feathers!" at Blathers, and jabbed his thin arrow at Blathers, scraping his back. Blathers let out a panicked screech, and Wario jumped out of the group and tackled Orpheus to the ground. Drake, finding the right moment, jumped away from his rather stupid captor, and tackled Skould, who had the same aghast face, just seeing the fight ensue. Lucas tried to kick Bart in the shin, but missed, and was almost impaled by an arrow shot by Dengler. Mew responded to this by rushing forward and knocking Dengler off his feet with a blast of psychic force. As soon as the fight was about to fully reach its maximum limit, a high, raspy voice stopped the fight immediately.
"Bart, Orpheus, Skould, Dengler, Boyler what are you doing?" the high voice imperiously asked. The group of fighters scrambled apart, and went into horizontal lines, Drake having a cut lip, Orpheus a blooming bruise on his right eye, Blathers rubbing his scratch, and a Dengler that was floating fifteen feet off the ground due to Mew's psychic force. Dengler fell to the ground with a dull thud and a deep moan. Dengler got back off the ground and stumbled to his group. Now that the dust had stopped floating around them, Drake got a pretty good view of the source of the voice.
It was a pale gray stallion, around thirty hands high. It had glowing emerald eyes, and a fiery red mane, with a tail the same color. Its hooves looked to be made of pure gold, and it’s snout was curled into a scowl, looking at the standing fighters. The horse had sharp teeth, similar to a shark, with some overlapping the others. It looked like it was rather heavy built, but at the same time it looked like it was fast. It had black-feathered wings folded to its side.
"Oh, h-hello, Pegalur- I m-mean Pegalur sir, I-I mean-” Orpheus stammered, massaging his eye, which was rapidly darkening, but before he could finish his greeting, Pegalur cut over him and said, "That will do. Who are these," Pegalur narrowed his eyes, and swept them over the group of pure fighters, "visitors." It was obvious he knew what they were, but it seemed he was just trying to make the tension of the situation thicken. Obviously unaware that the group was in trouble, or that he should be at top behavior, Bart belched and grunted, "Ah, cap'm, these li'l nutters think tha' they're so hilarious, struttin' into our beloved town, and we apprehended 'em." Drake glared at him and hissed, "That's not true, those six snuck in after you!" Pegalur's face flickered with surprise, but then recovered.
“Oh. I understand, now.” Pegalur growled, and the knights were literally quivering with fear. Pegalur cleared his throat, and, turning to the guests with a hearty grin and friendly voice, said “Welcome to Hyruka, home to Zeuzachu Pi’s best sorcerers. I am the leader of this boomtown- well, as to say, the new leader. You see, there was the old leader of the town, Gandorfak, his pure form was Ganondorf, or at least that’s what I read in the town archives, and I disagreed with his viewpoints of leading. And I snuck into his castle, and attacked. I sent him to the Void!”
Drake’s face went the color of cottage cheese. Tremulously, he opened his mouth and went, “Oh. Alright, are your people okay with this?”, trying to sound nonchalant. Pegalur let out a malicious boom of laughter, and yelled, “My people? They have no choice! ‘Go with the flow’, as those ruffians say!”
Drake took one step backward, and only one thought raced across his mind: He destroyed another Chaotic being on purpose.
“So, you say you are pure, eh?” Pegalur grunted, eyeing all of his knights. Lucas looked at him and defiantly replied, “Yes, and we are here to take away the Chaos from here!”. Pegalur slowly turned his head toward Drake’s group, and a truly evil smile lit his face. They could literally see the thinking going on behind his eyes. He turned back to the group.
“Well, I have a proposition. Since I am new to this castle, and you are new to this town, why don’t we have a little hunt for the Black Orb?” Pegalur murmured, and Drake felt an uneasy pang in the bottom of his stomach at how Pegalur put emphasis on the word ‘hunt’. Drake gulped, and looked at his team. They all shrugged their shoulders, as if to say ‘We don’t have a better option.’ Drake balled his hands into fists, and replied, “Fine, whatever you say.”
Pegalur whinnied and yelled, “Yes, on this day, pure fought Chaos in a mighty game of Capture the Flag! Meet you at the castle, honored guests.”
Pegalur unfurled his wings and flexed his right-front leg. Bart, Orpheus, Skould, Dengler, and Boyler hopped onto the pegasus. Pegalur turned his head to the guard towers and boomed, “Guards! Keep careful watch on the unattended guard posts, and make sure to have your eyes peeled for the Undesirable!”
He made a great whooshing sound and leaped into the air, and flew toward a rickety castle in the distance. All of the group stared at each other. Ike had a truly bewildered look on his face.
“Th-that horse just talked.” Ike muttered, pointing at the spot where Pegalur was standing moments ago. Drake cleared his throat and responded, “You see that sort of thing a lot when you adventure as much as us.”
“What I’m bothered by, is what is the Undesirable?” Blathers asked, a curious look on his face. The group shrugged, and Lucas put his hand on his head.
“Well, there’s no other choice. Let’s go.” Wario murmured. They all boarded Charizard’s back and flew toward the castle grounds.
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Charizard gently landed next to the figures that were Pegalur and his cronies. Pegalur looked up at the group, smirking.
“Welcome,” Pegalur shouted, “to Patriarch Palace! The Black Orb is somewhere in the castle, and we will all use the best of our talents to find it! Winners, well, get their choice of what happens to the other team. As soon as the doors open-” he indicated to the giant Elm doors that stood before them, with glowing ancient paint all over it’s surface, with many obscure symbols gleaming around it, and a stain-glass Tri-Force symbol in the middle, which meant that the paint must have some old mystic power that made it resistant to the Chaos surrounding it, “-we will enter, and the search will immediately begin. Any questions?”, and Drake and his group responded with grimly staring back. “Good! Now, about the waiver forms, we have the p-” Pegalur is cut off, as the doors slam open and a bell tolled somewhere in the castle. Drake, Mew, Wario, Blathers, Lucas, and Ike all leaped aboard Charizard, and with a roar, he took off, and immediately flew into a gray entrance hall, with dusty looking sculptures and old paintings surrounding them. Pegalur could be heard swearing behind them, and, seeing two different hallways, the group chose the smaller one.
“I believe we should go slower!” Ike yelled above the beating of Charizard’s wings and the wind rushing around them. It was true they should’ve, as they were going into a towering hallway full of vases of numerous different shapes, colors, and sizes. But unfortunately the others couldn’t hear him, and they didn’t seem to find problem in the speed of Charizard’s flying.
“E-He-He-He!” a voice laughed above them. Out of nowhere, a small female imp poked her head out of a pot, jumped out of it, and, stretching her neon orange hair out into a hand, shoved her pot down toward them. “Midna!” Blathers screeched, except Midna had deep glowing purple eyes, and her crown was gold instead of being stone. The pot narrowly missed Lucas’ head and slammed into the ground behind them, and smashed into dozens of pieces. She disappeared with a poof of smoke, and appeared at a bigger vase, which she immediately pushed over. This time Charizard slowed, and the pot landed in front of them, some pieces flying at them, and clipping them on the arms.
The group turned a corner and saw an open chamber door. It was slowly closing. “Come on, Charizard faster!” Wario yelled. Charizard went to maximum speed. Midna, a malicious look on her face, grinned, and, with much force, pushed a vase the size of Christmas tree off a steep shelf. She grinned, and threw two smaller ones behind the big one. The chamber door was halfway closed, and the vases careened down toward them. “Charizard!” Drake yelled, and pointed at the vase right above them. Charizard only had a moment to perform a double-take at the vase before it smashed across the top of his head.
Charizard let out a low groan, and started to lean to the left. The two smaller vases smash to pieces on both wings, and Charizard started to sink to the floor. Midna, blowing a raspberry, threw one last vase after them. With a final conscious moment, Charizard veered to the right, and narrowly made it through the gap. They heard the vase smash on the other side of the door behind them and Midna’s high-pitched laughter ring through the vase-filled corridor. Charizard’s reptilian eyes were replaced with black cartoon swirls and Charizard lost all altitude, and fell to the ground.
He rolled onto his side, and everyone fell onto the marble hallway floor. They all slid across the flawless ground, and saw glimpses of open windows looking over the town of Hyruka and the sun now fully risen over it. They started slowing down, but something caught their eyes.
A giant monster stood at the end of the hallway, baring it’s teeth at them. Ike yelled, and groped for his sword strapped to his back, and Wario let out a high-pitched scream. The group slammed into it, and bounced backward, dazed, with cartoon stars circling above their heads. The monster peered back at them, but, as soon as the group could stand, they noticed that it was just a very large and life-like painting.
“W-Whoa! Hey! Don’t hit me like that!” the monster yelled, and at closer inspection was Ganondorf’s beast form, that of a giant boar. He cleared his throat, and with a bored voice, grunted, “Yep, I heard there was a scavenger hunt goin’ on around here. Well, you’re on the right path. Just head that way-” he pointed at a thin oak door with a small window at the top- “and you’ll be there soon enough.”
“Wow, thanks friendly monster!” Lucas brightly praised, as Wario sent Charizard back into his capsule. The monster angrily stared at Lucas back through his canvas and boomed “I AM NOT FRIENDLY, I’M POLITE, YOU FILTHY PURE SCUM!”
Lucas screamed, and the group ran through the door.
The hallway was wide, and had no windows, but stone floors. There was a stairway to their left, and they stomped up it. They were halfway up the hallway that was after the stairs, when they heard two voices in the next hallway to their right, ten feet away.
“-thought Pegalur knew where he was going! And I offer one teensy bit of advice, and he chucks me off the side!” said one deep voice that Drake knew was Boyler’s, and a voice responded who Drake also knew was Dengler’s, “You mad? He knock me off as you fly off! We stranded! I don’t know these haw-ways.”
Drake put a hand out to halt his team members. The duo sounded that they were around fifteen feet from the corner. Boyler made an irritated huffing sound and grunted, “Yeah, okay, but still, one whiff of Pegalur, and I ought-a go-”
But Drake’s group never heard what Boyler was going to do to Pegalur. Both voices halted unnaturally quickly, and Boyler spoke again.
“I-It’s you, the Undesirable! Get back, I say!” Boyler ordered, and judging by the sound of grinding metal, Boyler must have brought out his spear. Dengler must have, too, because he heard a second grinding metal sound. A third voice made a sound similar to a small laugh. All of a sudden, a sound of wood against wood came from a third source, and a pulling of string. “Tha’s it!” Dengler boomed, and they heard a grunt which meant Dengler had thrown his spear. The spear flew into their corridor and hit the wall to their left, which it stuck into.
Dengler yelled, but the sound of string being plucked came and the sound of breaking wood came. Dengler screamed, and their was a deep thud that sounded as if he hit the ground, and Boyler gave a yell of anger. He gave the grunt of a swinging spear, but that one missed too, because the spear entered their corridor, and hit the wall, but bounced off it, only leaving a crack. The second sound of wood breaking entered the hallway, and Boyler gave a pained grunt. It sounded like he was dragging himself toward the third source, but a second breaking wood came, and their was silence. The third source, which apparently according to Boyler was the Undesirable, left the scene and went down the other corridor, with quick, silent steps. As soon as the steps could not be heard, Drake’s team carefully stepped around the corner to look at the scene.
Dengler and Boyler were both laying on the ground, with arrows sticking out of their body. Boyler had one in his leg, and one in his stomach, while Dengler was lying on his back, an arrow right through his chest. Dengler was already a trophy, and Dengler’s breath was becoming continually slower. He turned his head toward the oncoming group, and his eyes widened. Drake looked into Boyler’s gray eyes, but as he stared at them, they crusted over and smoothed into a trophy. The group looked down the hallway, and saw at the end of the hallway a figure with a long ponytail and a bow and arrow, and the figure was rather thin. It turned a corner, and disappeared.
Drake looked down at the soldiers, and indifferently shrugged, and motioned to follow. Blathers cringed as one of his talons brushed against one of Dengler’s arms, which were clenched around the arrow in his chest. The group ran down the end of the hallway, and ran up another stairwell, and went through a door chained close.
They exited out onto a platform, and there were no fences that guarded them from falling off. They were at the top of the first tower, and their was a giant gap between them and the tower next door. The group was so in awe that they were momentarily surprised when there was a sudden quick movement in front of them. Three very odd people stood before them. Two looked like clowns that had been dipped in glow-stick liquid, so that they were positively glowing, and the one in the middle had an emerald top hat and yellow tangled hair, with a green suit and brown tights. He had a grin to match Midna’s, and looked to be on stilts.
“Welcome-welcome-welcome! You’re practically to the end!” the three happily sung.
“The old black orb you sorely want is just about the bend!” the deepest-voiced one sung, which looked to be Fyer, a squat clown that owned a circus booth near Hylia Lake.
“Oh what fun it is to fly above the fluffy-wuffy clouds!” his partner, Falbi yelled, a grin on his face.
“Well you can, and it’s the plan, made from these fine clowns!” the one with a green top hat finished. He indicated toward three wooden cannons, all aiming at the next tower where they could faintly see the Black Orb glinting on the roof.
“But-But-Buuuuuuuut- be warned, ye seven gentlemen.” the three sung, swaying together.
“One of these will safely boom you to your place of power!” Fyer sung in his low voice.
“But one of these will not even start, and spray you with itch powder!” Falbi sung, pretending to frantically scratch himself.
“And finally, without adieu, the last one’s end is quite sour!” Link swooned. All three joined together and made a large intake of breath.
“Three, two, one, KABOOM!” the three gleefully sung, all smiling maniacally. Drake’s mouth slightly open, he raised his index finger, and went, “So, let’s get this straight. One’s going to send us over there. One’s going to spray us with itching powder. And one’s going to blow up. Correct?”
“Yes-erooni dockle-doodle-doo!” Link replied, his grin, if possible, growing larger.
Drake motioned for the group to gather around.
“Well?” Mew asked, looking around at the others. Wario closed one eye, and cocked his head to the side.
“I’m going on guts, because I’m a constant gambler, and I think it’s the one all the way to the right.” Wario murmured. Drake nodded, and everybody silently agreed. They turn to the trio of unnaturally happy Chaotic Hyrulians.
“We will go for the one to the right.” Drake ordered. The three exotically bow and side-step an opening for the large purple wooden barrel. The group stepped forward, and get in.
It was rather humid in the barrel, and there was a rickety couch. They heard a wooden door close behind them and a bulky latch close.
“Five.” Fyre grunted, and they could practically see the bored look on his face. Lucas started to sweat. “Four.” Falbi sang. “Three-two-one!” Link reeled off, and a loud electronic buzz entered the barrel.
Drake was instantly blinded by yellow smoke pouring out of every gap in the barrel. Every surface on Drake’s skin instantly burned with a passion. Blathers squawked, and several feathers flew from the scene. Lucas was having a coughing fit, but the words ‘mouth’ and ‘open’ were discernible from the hacking.
The smoke cleared and the door opened, and the couch fell backwards, knocking them out the back.
Drake’s face hit the tiles, and he could hear the three literally screaming with laughter, and Drake’s body itched everywhere. His whole team was frantically scratching every surface, and they started painfully hobbling toward the barrel all the way to the left without even having a true agreement.
The door behind them closed for this one too. The group gathered together, shoulders together.
“Five-four-three-two-one!” Link happily yelled without even conferring with his members, a very loud explosion went off around them-
They had chosen the right barrel. The blowing air did wonders for the itching. The whole town of Hyruka was visible from their height, and Ike was yelling, “This is wonderful!”. The team started to lose altitude from the blast, and they landed softly on the roof of the next tower. The roof was extremely slanted and it looked to take a few minutes to get to the
pinnacle, where the Black Orb rested.
“Th-There it is! The Orb! Let’s get it!” Lucas brightly ordered.
The group started precariously climbing up the tiled roof, and every so often a loose tile would break off when somebody grabbed it, and they would slide down a few feet.
“Don’t look down, don’t look down.” Wario muttered, looking straight up at the Orb. Ike, on the other hand, was in his element, and was already half-way up the roof, shouting down something that sounded like ‘experience’ to Drake, to which Drake responded with a grudging stare.
“Do you hear that?” Blathers hooted suddenly, peering around. Lucas cocked his head to the side, and said, “Yeah, I hear it too. Those stupid clowns are singing again.”
They climbed in silence for a few a seconds, then Mew said, “Wait. The clowns are singing again.”
Horrified, the group turned their heads around to face the clowns. Pegalur stood before the clowns, staring, outraged, at Team Drake ahead of them. The clowns were done with their song, and was indicating toward the three giant barrels. Pegalur shrugged Bart and Skould off, and he was giving them orders. Bart went to the barrel with the itching powder, and Skould went to the exploding barrel. Pegalur was apparently ready to give up soldiers to have his way, and he was testing the barrels. The dull bangs of the doors closing were heard.
Out of nowhere, a large explosion came from the barrel where Skould was, and his bronze trophy flew from the wreckage. Bart came running from the other barrel, itching frantically all over his body, yellow fumes coming off of his skin.
“This is the one!” Pegalur shouted, and him and Bart entered it.
“Go, go, go!” Drake cried. The team scrabbled up the edge. Ike was ten feet from the Orb. Pegalur exploded from the cannon with Bart on his back. Pegalur easily pulled out of the current, and began to fly toward the Orb.
“Come on, come on!” Wario squealed, pulling up the rear of the group of climbers. Ike was six feet from the Orb, but judging by Pegalur’s flying, he wasn’t going to make it in time.
“No!” Wario yelled, because the Poké Ball with Charizard in it fell out of his back pocket. Drake, seizing the moment, dived off of the tower roof, ignoring his team’s protests.
Air rushing in his face, eyes watering, Drake reached for the red and white capsule, and slowly, he caught up with the ball, and clicked the button to bring Charizard out.
“Char!” Charizard roared, a large bruise on his head and some scrapes on his wings. He grabbed Drake, and set him on his back. He seemed to have healed quite a bit, and he flew at speeds that outstripped Pegalur’s. He seemed to be under the Ability Blaze, that made him very powerful when in a pinch.
“Charizard, use Fire Blast!” Wario yelled as they flew by him.
Charizard opened his mouth, and a giant, fiery blast came from his mouth, and hit Pegalur, knocking him off course.
Pegalur gave a screeching neigh, and decided that Charizard was a bigger prize than the Orb.
“Jump, Bart!” Drake could hear Pegalur order over the wind, and Bart ejected himself off of Pegalur’s front.
“Come ‘ere, li’l freak!” Bart yelled, and he tackled Drake off the back of Charizard. They slid down Charizard’s tail, slapping and hitting each other, until Drake kicked him off the back, smashing him to pieces against a tower. Charizard whipped his tail as he dodged a blast of lightning sent from Pegalur.
Drake fell under Charizard, but just managed to catch himself on Charizard’s feet. Charizard was making a bee-line for the Black Orb, and Pegalur was too. Just like the time many weeks ago when Blathers was carrying him to the top of the museum, Charizard was doing the same. Pegalur gave a roar of frustration, and leaned his head forward-
They weren’t going to make it. Pegalur had narrowly out-sped them, and they watched as Pegalur closed in on the Black Orb, all hope was lost-
BANG!
The figure they saw before known only as the Undesirable broke through the thin tiled roof, and grabbed the orb.
“YOU!” Pegalur screamed as he missed the Undesirable on his way over.
The Undesirable had long, sleek blonde hair in a ponytail, and wore a brown ragged shirt with a white tunic. He had graying jeans, and had gills on his neck, though he didn’t need them to breath. He had most of the looks of a Zora, though the large fin on the back of the head was gone, and he didn’t appear to be very aquatic. He had a few looks that compared to a Mii, which suggested that his parents were one Zora and one Mii. He had almond eyes, and looked to be around seventeen.
“You rein no more!” the Undesirable shouted, and hurled the Orb at Drake, who was nearly unseated at the sudden force. He looked down at the dark round orb in his lap, grabbed his baseball bat, and slammed the Orb into the side of the tower, smashing the Orb into a million pieces. Pegalur was seen writhing in the air as the sudden blast of light entered the scene, and the Undesirable was seen sheathing the bow and arrow back in place.
The blinding light obscured everything, and then it disappeared. The murky stone walls were gone and replaced with fields and fields of untrimmed grass. The two towers were fused into one in the few seconds of blinding light, and the village resounded with cheers.
Charizard landed on the roof next to his team members. Drake slid down Charizard’s arm, and ran up to his team.
“Guys, we did it!” Mew cheered, and the group started dancing on the roof. Blathers stopped, and hooted, “Guys! There he is!”
The Undesirable was looking down on the town with a grin on his face, and he turned to the team. He reached for his back again, and the team thought for a moment that he was bringing out his bow and arrows again, but instead he pulled out a lap harp, similar to Sheik’s, and began playing a merry tune.
“E-Excuse me, but who are you?” Drake asked, exhausted from the scavenger hunt. The Undesirable turned around.
“I? I am Zora XVII, or Zora the sixteenth. Heir to the throne of the Zora Kingdom. Or, at least I was before this irritating virus came.” Zora XVII informed them. Before Drake could respond, Wario came forward and asked, “Can we call you Zora Dude?”
Zora XVII looked at Wario, and the corners of his mouth twitched and responded, “Sure.”
Wario grinned and slid back to the group. Drake shook hands with Zora Dude and indicated to Charizard.
“Would you like to ride to the bottom?” Drake asked. Zora Dude nodded, and boarded onto the dragon. The team followed, and Mew and Blathers began flying down.
The air rushed around them, and they landed neatly in the middle of the village, near the Mask Shop and the wishing fountain. They were all chanting the team’s names. People were handing Drake’s team gifts, and by the time the town square had calmed down, they were surrounded by piles of meats, fruits, swords, ink, and, strangely, an Oocca wearing a top-hat. Someone rushed forward and put wooden boxes under their feet, so they were looking down at the crowd.
“Thank you!” Drake yelled, grinning.
“We’ve really got to get going though.” Ike muttered to Drake, pointing at his watch. Drake cleared his throat, but fell off of his box as something landed next to him.
Link landed next to him, sword in ground. He looked up at them, and curtly nodded. Fyer and Falbi slam face-down next to him. They peel themselves comically off the road, and start dancing into the crowd.
Link helped Drake to his feet, and Drake stepped up to the box again.
“Everybody, th-” Drake started, but is cut off by a sudden parting in the crowd.
“Heeey!” a thin man in a white tank-top and a red cap shouted as he ran through the parted section in the crowd, (Drake recognized him as the mail-man from the Twilight Princess) and was followed by a blue ball of light with dragonfly wings.
“S-Sir, I was struck on the head by this on morning delivery in Hyrule Field, it’s addressed to you, and it’s s-singed b-by… b-b-by…” the mailman couldn’t finish the sentence. Drake peered down at the bulky black envelope. It had cursive blue handwriting, and it was sealed with wax with an eye with tentacles and a lightning bolt stamped onto it. In the dark blue handwriting, the sender was labeled-
Zeuzachu Pi
Drake had a sudden intake of breath, and put the envelope in Mew’s face. He went pale, and showed it to Wario. The group passed it to each other, all having a different reaction, ending with Zora Dude looking grimly back at Drake, handing it over. Drake turned it around, and saw it say “I hope you enjoy the message.”
“It’s from Zeuzachu Pi.” Drake whispered, but nobody seemed to hear him, as they were all happily chatting with each other. Drake jumped as the small blue ball of light yelled in an annoyingly loud voice, “Hey! Listen!”
Drake said in a louder voice, “It’s from Zeuzachu Pi.”
The whole crowd gasped, and Drake started peeling away the wax. When the blot of melted candlestick fell off, Drake tremulously opened the envelope. It immediately became boiling hot, and Drake immediately dropped it. A giant cloud of smoke came from the envelope, which had shriveled up unnaturally fast.
Drake and his group had all backed up, and the crowd had backed up, leaving only the billowing cloud of black smoke in the middle of the street.
The cloud began to take shape and grew arms, but no legs as it looked like he was wearing a cloak. His face was undeveloped too, so it seemed that he was wearing a hood. Two red marble sized eyes glowed under the hood, and they stared right at Drake. The voice that issued from the hooded creature of smoke was unnatural- It boomed like Overlord Kong’s, but it seemed to go on longer than usual, even though he had moved on to the next word.
“PURE CHALLENGERS,” the creature which they now assumed was Zeuzachu Pi hissed, “THERE IS NO HOPE FOR YOU IF YOU TRY TO FIGHT. DO NOT THINK THAT I HAVE NOT NOTICED YOUR PATHETIC BATTLING AMONGST MY TOWNS. I HAVE SEEN IT, AND YOUR OBJECTIVE OF TAKING DOWN MY LEADERSHIP HAS GONE SWIMMINGLY IN YOUR FAVOR, NO MATTER HOW HARD MY TROOPS HAVE FOUGHT AGAINST YOU.”
Zeuzachu Pi straightened his posture, and continued.
“BUT, UNFORTUNATELY FOR YOU, IT WILL HAVE ALL BEEN IN VAIN. YOUR HAPPY-GO-LUCKINESS AND CHEEK HAVE GOTTEN YOU SO FAR, BUT I HAVE AN IMPOSSIBLE HURTLE FOR YOU.” Zeuzachu Pi roared. He grinned under his hood, and they knew this because a red smile lit up under his hood, momentarily lighting up his face, which seemed to have discolored patches near the cheeks, but before they could look to closely, the grin disappeared. He cleared his throat, but it sounded like an old car starting.
“I HAVE SET UP A TRAP. IT IS KNOWN AS THE GRAND NUCLEAR, AND IT’S VOID PROJECTION WILL COVER THE ENTIRE CONTINENT OF NINTENDO VALLEY. ONE HOUR WILL PASS, AND IT WILL GO OFF. SAY GOODBYE TO YOUR FRIENDS AND FAMILY, AND PREPARE YOURSELF.” Zeuzachu Pi growled, and without further adieu, his smoke doppelganger disappeared with a tremendous BANG. Drake stared at the spot where Zeuzachu Pi’s smoke cloud stood. His legs gave away, and his team rushed forward, helping him up.
“Z-Zeuz… He…” Drake rambled, words not even coming to him. A sudden rushing of footsteps went off behind him. Drake jumped to his feet, wielding his bat, but the most welcome sight he could think of at the moment came to him.
King Dedede, Kirby, and Meta Knight rushed forward, followed by two Waddle Dees and a Waddle Doo. King Dedede shook hands with Drake and asked, “Did you get the freaky letter too?” Drake nodded to the question, and Meta Knight stomped forward.
Meta Knight shook hands with Drake and the rest of the team, and in the meantime Kirby was leisurely sucking up barrels.
Waluigi and the Koopa Kids came from around the corner, shortly followed by Wolf and the Ice Climbers, Falco a short distance behind them, all looking apprehensive. Wolf looked at Drake and winked. The Ice Climbers, hugging each other, wailed, “It was so scary!” in unison. Falco awkwardly nodded at Drake and his team, who at last meet blew up Falco’s jet plane and flew him halfway across Nintendo Valley.
Waluigi and the Koopa Kids rushed forward, and Wario lifted Waluigi off his feet in a bear hug.
Zeke, Julie, Paper Luigi, and Original Donkey Kong took up the rear, grinning at Drake’s team and waving at some civilians.
“… You got the letter, right?” Waluigi gasped after the rib-cracking hug. Drake nodded and said, “Yeah. It was so great you guys could join us for the final hour, I was thinking we could spend it inside our train cart. We could have Martin in there with us-” Drake was cut off as Waluigi slapped him across the face and said, “Are you nuts?! This is war!”
“D-Do you really think just us underdogs can take Zeuzachu Pi and a mass-damage weapon?” Blathers faintly hooted, a look that suggested that he was about to faint. Dedede gave a booming laugh and said, “Just us?”
The new arrivals herded Drake and his team into the entrance way. Drake’s jaw dropped, and Blathers actually fainted, falling to the ground with a dull thud.
Snake’s giant UFO landed with a great metal BANG onto the ground a hundred feet away from them. Hundreds of Pokémon were teleporting onto the grounds by the second, and it seemed the whole town of Onett had ridden a train there, but the train seemed to have left, leaving only Martin’s train on the grounds, in which Martin stood out of, bewildered. Hundreds of cartoon animals from Smashville stomped forward in a crowd, some of the birds flying above the mass, Tortimer leading them. The entire Kong family stood hooting and roaring next to Martin’s train, Game and Watch flipping sausages on a pan along with many original characters, Balloon Fighter, and Hyrule’s civilians, including Link, Zelda, the newly pure Epona, Fyre and Falbi, Toon Link, Skull Kid, Tingle (floating on his balloons) Zoras and Gorons of every shape and size, and many more exited, not mentioning the crowd of unknown civilians. Midna floated forward, talking to Link as he walked toward the crowd of new Nintendo characters, “I just got word from the Twilight World, their bringing out Twilight-borns out by the dozen.” And, bringing up the rear- the entire village of Mii Town, led by Eion.
“Eion!” Drake yelled, and ran forward, hugging him. Waluigi skipped forward, smiling to see Drake overwhelmed by the new appearances, and informed Drake, “This young man informed the towns of Smashville and Onett of what has happened, because Mii Town got the letters first of what Zeuzachu Pi was planning, but it seems that your guys’ team letter was different, because you’ve been making a difference.”
Drake grinned at all of the new arrivals, and looked at his team. Mew was flying high enough to see everyone, Wario was hopping up and down, Blathers was faintly getting off the ground, Lucas was grinning, and spluttering, trying to find words, Charizard, now fully healed, was roaring with pleasure, Ike unsheathed his sword, and smiled at the crowd with pride, and Zora Dude was playing a war song on his harp. Drake, finally comprehending what has happened, asked Waluigi, Dedede, Paper Luigi, and Wolf who were the leaders of their own teams, “So when are we leaving?”
“Now!” they all yelled together. It was true- everybody was boarding their machines, and were riding them toward a dark cloud that was Chaos Titan Tower. The team started running toward the train. Drake started walking, but bumped into something that was half as tall as him. He looked down, and was interested to find a Waddle Dee holding seven tiny badges in his stub of a hand, which all had the words “Team Drake” written in red letters on them.
“Surly sir! It is me! The Waddle Dee you requested for your teamsy! This is my secret project! Just put them on when you get to the tower!” it squeaked, a look of pride on his face. Drake nodded, and stuffed the badges in his pocket. The Waddle Dee skipped off, joining his master as they boarded a horse carriage, with Epona guiding it, who they borrowed from Link.
“Come on!” Mew yelled from the open door, and he ran to the train, and the door closed behind them.
“Well, ladies and gentlemen- well, I think it’s safe to say that I can call you guys by yourself, because- well- you guys are my only passengers, and that shows that you have guts. And that’s something I didn’t have when Chaos came, and I sheepishly hid in my train cart, and I had to deal with the fact that if I would have fought maybe I would still have a pure brother… But you guys changed that. You’ve changed my bravery. You’ve shown that even the smallest hero can make a world of difference. Thank you.
“Now, the plan is that we’ll charge straight through Mushroom Kingdom, which will hopefully be a breeze considering our numbers. But that’s not our fight. That’s not your fight. Your job is to get to the castle, and fight Zeuzachu Pi. And win. We have fifty minutes on the clock to defeat Zeuzachu Pi, and deactivate that dastardly Grand Nuclear. It’ll take twenty minutes to get to Mushroom Kingdom, and on the way there we will pass Legendary Cove, where the legendary Pokémon will join us. Then, we will go forward, and plunge through Mushroom Kingdom. There is a two way railroad that leads to and from Zeuzachu Pi’s castle. We will go there, and I will fend off any Chaos that tries to follow us. Got it?” Martin explained. “Yes!” everyone shouted.
The train jerked forward, and began chugging toward the black cloud which was now swirling slightly.
Things get exciting, and we're nearing the end!
"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is knowing that tomatoes don't go into fruit salad; and common sense is not drinking tomato juice."
Hello everyone, I thought that this part deserved a part as it's important, and too long to include into the next chapter, so it's merely to show what to expect in the chapter after this.
Spoiler: Nintendo Chaos Part 14
“We’ve just made it past Legendary Cove, there’s a few of each natural legendary here, and your father is leading them, Mew! So, in a few minutes, we’ll enter Mushroom Kingdom.” Martin informed over the radio. Drake looked at his team members, and nodded to them. They grinned back at him, and Ike nodded back, face set.
Drake had his best armor on, which was his old fencing set, which had shoulder pads, a plate across his chest, and protection on his legs, and he wielded his metal bat that he used to battle Wario and Waluigi and the Koopa Kids in the first battle. Mew had swallowed all of the Protein, Carbos, and other herbs that strengthened him, and he passed the rest to Charizard. Wario had a few mushrooms and power-ups in his back pockets, and he aimed his Dark Cannon at one of the cushions of the seats. The Dark Cannon was the gun he used in Super Smash Bros. Brawl that turned things instantly into trophies, and Wario shyly responded “I just wanted to save it for something special” when asked why he didn’t use it before. Blathers had checked four times that he had all of his throwing bones ready, his bow-tie ready to slice, and his wings ready to take flight. Lucas was practicing spells under his breath. Ike was gazing over the team, truly looking ready to give his life, and was tapping his sword with his index finger. Zora Dude was adding arrows to his bow, and turned to his group members.
“Just in case any of you don’t know, I can also perform different powers with my music. For instance,” Zora Dude informed, “I will perform Tune of Currents, at a very slow tempo so it doesn’t have too much of an effect.”
He positioned his harp, took a deep breath, and started playing. It was a light-hearted tune, that made your heart beat fast. All of a sudden, everything started moving very slightly quicker, like, Wario’s chest going up and down quickened ever-so-slightly. Zora Dude stopped playing, and everything went back to normal.
“Time moves forward faster. I think we actually saved a minute there, but I want to use this move sparingly as it would make us less prepared for what is coming.” Zora Dude explained. The team nodded, impressed. Evening had arrived, and the sun was sinking toward the horizon. The scenery had become a damp, tall field, and the Mushroom Kingdom was nowhere to be seen. They were told earlier that Mushroom Kingdom was right next to a cliff, with a long stone bridge connecting to the castle. But sadly, it was nowhere to be seen.
“Is everybody ready?” Drake asked, his voice shaking. Mew floated forward, an anxious smile on his face. “We’ve been ready. I remember when you were a hot-headed rookie, and now look at you. You’re captaining the brigade to Zeuzachu Pi’s castle.” Wario nodded, looking at everyone, and his eyes rested on Charizard. “I remember when he was a little newt, and when I thought he was the weakest link of the team. Now look at him!” Wario praised, indicating toward Charizard. Blathers hooted, and looked at Lucas. “We were the cowards of our towns, and now look! We took down an insane robot that had any weapon available to him, and we’re battling the dictator of evil!” Blathers proudly squawked, and Lucas grinned. And everyone stared at Ike and Zora Dude. “Ike, you are a great addition to the team. You have given us great inspiration at times of need. And Zora Dude, we wouldn’t have made it out of Hyrule alive if it wasn’t for you. You’re a great warrior, and you’ll make a wonderful king.” Drake praised, and Ike grinned, and sat down, looking at his hands. Zora Dude smiled, and assured them, “When I’m king, you all will be knights.”
The whole team put their arms around each other’s shoulders so they were all linked together. They gave a war shout, and started laughing, but stopped abruptly.
What sounded like one thousand foghorns blared above them. Snake’s UFO was playing what sounded like tornado sirens, and immediately, all of the Dittos of the army Around them, whoever could, started blaring horns. Drake was about to ask over the intercom why everybody was doing so, but before the answer left his mouth, he knew. The train went over the top of a rather steep hill, and a sight beyond fear met their eyes.
The entire town of Mushroom Kingdom was waiting for them, all looking to be morphed slightly. Mario was composed completely of lava, and Peach looked similar to an amazon, with a pink ax. Luigi looked to be a human candle, and Bowser was an enormous turtle, the size of a car. But the most horrifying part, and obviously the minister of the town: Dry Bowser.
A giant skeletal dragon was seen circling the town in the sky, it’s black, ragged wings beating against the wind. It was at least fifty feet long. His hollow, dark eyes had red pupils similar to burning coals.
“Hold on, boys!” Martin exclaimed over the intercom. Everybody immediately threw themselves into their seats, and buckling their seatbelts and tightening them as far as possible. They made a sharp turn, making a bee-line toward the kingdom filled with evil characters that were once the stars of Nintendo.
They near a wooden sign bearing the legend “Mushroom Kingdom: The Most Fungi Friendly Town in Nintendo Kingdom: Population: 16,042”, but before they could look at the detailed paintings of radishes, mushrooms, and flowers, the sign was blown out of the ground with a fiery explosion. Drake leaned over, looking at the source, and saw that Kamek had levitated a Podoboo and launched it at the oncoming crowd. He opened his mouth and looked to have maliciously cackled. He then raised his staff again, and levitated all the fiery creatures off the ground. Lucas breathed, “Meep.”, and the cloud of fire rushed toward them. The train shook violently, and screams were heard outside, but they immediately stopped, and no one looked hurt, as the UFO had just gone over the army, and blocked most of the fireballs.
The train veered to the right, and started careening through the outskirts of town. The crowd of Nintendo characters followed suit behind them. Mario was setting brushfires everywhere, and Peach was giving orders to an army of large mushrooms which appeared to have red polka-dot caps and small batons. But this was not their fight. All of Bowser’s minions began rushing out of the abandoned mansions on the outskirts, but were too slow to catch up with the train.
It seemed the enemies were now willing to get hit by the train so long as it delayed the train from getting to its destination: they must have known that Drake’s team was trying to get to the castle, which they couldn’t see, due to the overwhelming crowds of Chaos.
“Okay guys, definitely hold on!” Martin yelled over the microphone. Drake , frightened, glanced at his team members, who were all looking straight forward, pale.
At the front of the train, Martin was leaning out of the window, looking at the crowd of Chaos approaching rapidly. Martin goes back to his regular position, looking determinedly out his windshield. He straightened his cap, and let out a long breath through his nose. He looked down at a small lid on the dashboard, and lifted it. A small, glowing yellow button lay underneath it, with a peeling white sticker under it bearing the notice, “FOR ONE TIME USE ONLY.”
“This is the moment all conductors look forward to.” Martin breathed, and glanced at the oncoming crowd again. Bowser had a third of his army in a single file line on the rails, and Bowser stood in front on hind legs, arms out, ready to stop the train with brute force, and to attack the members. Martin smirked and said, “Not today.” He puts on a pair of rough gloves, and with a final look of determination out at the army which was about one hundred feet away, he slammed his fist against the yellow button.
Martin cringed into a fetal position on his leather seat, covering his eyes. Nothing happened, and the train started slowing, at fifty feet away from the Chaos zone. Martin looked up, and the button had gone out. He slammed it again but to no avail. He frantically jabbed at the button with his index finger, a horrified look unfurling on his face. “I’ve ruined their chances, this can’t be happening!” He faintly whispered. The train had slowed down to walking speed, and Bowser easily stopped the train with one hand. He gazed into the conductor’s compartment, and evilly grinned. He started inhaling non-stop, swelling the whole time, and heat waves formed around his mouth- he was getting ready to set the train on fire.
Martin covered his eyes, and curled up, feeling more guilt than he could even think of, when the trained started roaring. He opened his eyes, and looked at the button. It was blinking, which meant it had worked. Bowser gave a look of utter surprise, before the train, with a fiery blast from the back that singed Peach, the train catapulted forward, the MPH gauge broken from the speed. They rocketed forward, surpassing the outskirts of town in seconds, with Bowser fixed onto the front, losing HP ten-fold. All of his minions had barely seconds to realize that the plan had gone wrong before being instantly squashed on to the railway, and becoming trophies.
“YEEEEEE-HAAAAAW!” Martin yelled, now vaulting through the middle of the suburbia, filled with small black tents and vandalized Toad Houses. Martin, his plump face pale with adrenaline, turned on the intercom, and spoke into it, “How’s everyone doing?” The cart responded to yells of fear and excitement. Back in the cart, Blathers was shedding feathers at an alarming rate, and Lucas was digging his nails into the seat. The outside of the cart was a large blur filled with red polka dots. Immediately, they made it into the heart of the town, which was filled with dark skyscrapers and different shops, and they heard Martin gasp over the intercom, and their stomachs went cold. “What, Martin?” Mew asked sharply, who had gone pea green, and was holding his stomach. There was a bump under the train cart, and Martin shakily responded, “I just ran over the Chaotic form of my brother. That was scary.” Martin whispered. They all glanced at each other, and were about to respond sympathetically when they heard Martin yell, “Oh my god!” from the front.
The team, fed up with being in the dark, gathered around Mew, and teleported swiftly into the engine, which nearly put Martin into cardiac arrest. He tremulously pointed in front of them, and the group gulped.
There, in front of them, was the last of the thriving kingdom, which stood two castles, and a long bridge. The bridge was composed completely of stone, with gold railing. For every ten feet, a black lightning bolt was engraved into the walls. The long bridge was around seven hundred feet from ground level, and it looked like it would take about three minutes to cross. The bridge itself was impressive, but what it led to was downright intimidating.
One large, mud colored, floating island stood before them. It was floating over the ravine, casting a dark shadow across the ground, and looked to be composed completely of rocks. There a few volcanoes speckled across the surface of the island. And the castle was gigantic. It was thirty stories high, and on the top it had a domed glass roof, with a black pupil focused on the sky. Four brick tentacles sprouted from the eye, and a dark figure was in the top room, as seen through the eye. It had millions of tiny symbols around the walls, and an open, twelve foot door. The path to the door was a three minute walk.
“There it is.” Wario breathed, and Drake gulped. Ike started taking deep breaths. Lucas sat down next to the coal burner, his legs shaking. Zora Dude started pacing along the sides of the carts. Charizard frowned, and folded his wings back, pathetically whining. Blathers looked around at them, and hooted, “Come on, my friends. We have made it this far. By ourselves. We are a part of history!”
Drake looked up at Blathers, and grinned. The team around him got up and looked at the castle, all breathing quickly. Martin timidly looked around at his passengers, and said, “Time to slow down.”
The group tensely looked at each other, and a look of understanding went through each other- “No matter what, we’ll still have the team.” The train’s wheels started screeching across the tracks, brakes down and train stopping at the north side of the castle. Finally, what may have been the last time the train stopped, the locomotive pulled to a cease at a charcoal colored station, with gold inscriptions and hieroglyphics. The rickety doors of the engine creaked open, and the whole group filed out, and walked onto the island.
The scene, though it was indefinitely deadly, was rather comfortable. The rocks under their feet were comfortably warm, and the temperature was warm, but not hot. The sky was now a slight tint orange but still light blue, and though they were miles away, they could still hear the battle below. Drake looked around, and they could actually still see the fight below, though considering the distance and the rising dust, it was impossible to tell who was winning.
“W-Well… let’s take down Zeuzachu Pi.” Wario grunted, and without further adieu, they started marching across the rocky landscape.
“Guys.” Martin’s voice rang behind them. They turn around. Martin wore a sad smile on his face, and looked like he was going to launch into a speech, but stopped himself and simply grunted gruffly, “Good luck.” The group returned the sad smile, and returned walking.
They walked in a horizontal line, with Zora Dude, Ike, and Charizard on Drake’s left, and Mew, Wario, Lucas and Blathers on his right. Occasionally one of their feet would scuff against the ground and send a pebble skipping across the ground, but other than that, things were quite quiet.
About halfway there, Wario brightly informed them, “Hey, we make it out of this, we can make it out of anyth-” but is cut off by something. The ground started vibrating under them, and the pebbles rattled around their feet. Alarmed, Drake and the others started hopping onto one foot and another, wondering if an earthquake had started, the tremors breaking apart the floating island-
But no, out of nowhere, flashes of silver erupted out of the ground around them, and whipped their legs, causing a snap of pain. Drake and the team buckle to the ground, temporarily stunned by the silver. They rise back off the ground, and gaze at their ankles. Wrapped around them, were gleaming silver cuffs, with Chaotic eyes engraved on them. The group tried to pry them off, but to no success. They scrabbled back off the ground, trying to find the source of the chains, and it seemed they had flown out of the ground. Frantic and overwhelmed, it looked like there was no way out. They looked around to Martin to see if he could help- but he was in chains too. The grounds started ringing with laughter, and from the glass dome, rose a levitating figure, around the size of Overlord Kong, with a gray cloak wrapped around him, his face shrouded in shadows. It had gnarled, sand colored hands (or paws for that matter) and broad shoulders. He was shimmering with an odd light, and slowly levitated to the ground.
“FOOLS! YOU DARE COME AFTER MY WARNING! IT SIMPLY PROVES YOU ARE MORE HOT-HEADED THAN I THOUGHT! NOW YOU WILL PERISH!” Zeuzachu Pi cackled. Drake, even though all senses told him to scream, bow down, do anything to live- he simply glared back and hissed “Your time is almost over Zeuzachu Pi.” The cackling stopped.
“VERY WELL. YOU REFUSE TO SEE SENSE.” Zeuzachu Pi growled, and with a wave of the hand, he disappeared. The dome of glass spread apart, and from it sprouted a long pole, with a giant rectangle on top. It was counting down from a minute, with purple numbers on it. Drake jumped, and exclaimed, “The Grand Nuclear! We have to stop it!”
The team struggled against their bonds harder than ever. But unfortunately, the chains simply tightened back into the ground. Mew tried to teleport them, but the chains shocked him whenever he tried to. Panting, the group stared at the building, with the bomb down at twenty seconds. They all put each others’ arms over each others’ shoulders.
Drake’s fencing sword fell out of its pouch and it slit open his pocket as it fell. Out of nowhere, a loud metal clinking noise went off next to Drake, and he jumped. He looked down, and saw that it was the white badges Waddle Dee gave him. Drake, horrorstruck, scrabbled to the ground, and grabbed all the badges.
“What’re those?” Mew asked.
“Badges that Waddle Dee said we should put on.” Drake said as he handed badges to his team members. When everyone had a badge, Drake gulped. The bomb had seven seconds. He glanced at his team members, he glanced at Martin, and he looked at the castle.
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What sounded like one million lion roars, what sounded like all the Bob-Bombs in the world blasting at once, the top of the building exploded with Void, and the ground shook worse than ever. The Void, if possible, was darker than usual in this. The giant explosion flew closer, closer. Lightning spewed out of it, and he glanced one final time at his loyal team, all looking stony-faced in front of them at fate. Drake joined, and stared at the monolith, enjoying the last few seconds of being free of the Void-
Then everything was gone.
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“We’ve won!” Meta Knight roared from the front of the crowd of the pure, the ground flooded with trophies, not many people too injured (though there were some burns and sprained body parts), and at the moment, they were unfreezing all of the Mario trophies. The whole crowd started cheering. After a few seconds of cheering, Waluigi ordered above the crowd, “Okay ev’yone, let’s go to th’ castle!”
The crowd had only a moment to run, before something stopped them. The ground started violently shaking, dust rising from the ground. The number of Nintendo characters look around, and the flying characters gain altitude to search the skies, and Paper Luigi made an unnaturally high jump, with a small boing, and went on top of one of the ruined Toad Houses. He peered toward the castle, and clutched his chest.
“My god-a,” Paper Luigi yelled, “they were-a too late!”
The crowd frantically climbed all of the near buildings, and Dedede stared at the island, but he did not need to look that far.
The south portion of the town was already engulfed in Void, and it seemed the more it sucked in, the faster it got. Dedede looked to the ground, and then stared at the warriors.
“Men and women, you’ve fought hard… but it was too late.” Dedede gruffly informed. And not even ten seconds later, the pure army was enveloped into the explosion.
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A single Pelipper leisurely floated above the land, the whole time looking at the clouds. He glanced down and saw darkness. The bird took a double-take, and saw half of the Nintendo Kingdom engulfed in Void, and even from this height, he could see it creeping across the land, halfway through Icicle Mountain, and almost completely covering Mighty Tree Valley. The pelican sadly squawked, and, nowhere to land, aimed for Mii Town, which would be, judging from the coverage of the Void the last town to be engulfed, and started losing altitude.
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The Pelipper nestled itself in a tree, next to a small pond. It looked at the outskirts, and saw the wall of darkness nearing. Different pebbles and bushes were inhaled, and the train station was instantly engulfed. House after house was covered, and all that was left was the pond and the tree. The Void went across the pond, and the Pelipper went rigid with fear. The pond was engulfed, and it tumbled toward the tree, closer, closer-
The town was engulfed, and so was Pelipper. There was no more Mii Town. There was no more pure. There was no more Nintendo Valley. There was no more Nintendo.
And fans or not, I have been browsing over the past pages and I've got to admit I was a complete prick back then. I am dead serious, I am sorry to all who witnessed that and I especially apologize to Eltrotraw, and the others I lashed at. I'm afraid that's tarnished what people see me as in this forum, and from my absence of being on the forum, I have learned to take criticism and to not get easily angry at people. Once again, I am very sorry to all who have had to see what happened before.
Last edited by Sven; June 18th, 2012 at 06:52 PM.
"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is knowing that tomatoes don't go into fruit salad; and common sense is not drinking tomato juice."
Okay, after this is only two more chapters! I'm really excited!
Spoiler: Nintendo Chaos Part 15
Tink. Tink. Tink.
Little lights erupted in Drake’s eye-lids. The floor was cold, and as time passed and the little lights faded away, and it was replaced with a solemn blue, and to his fright the Lavender Town theme was playing in the background. Drake’s mouth was dry, and he coughed. Legs shaking, Drake opened his eyes, and got up. The chains that had kept them at bay were broken. He looked around.
It looked to be a dark blue sky, and a black stone floor. Drake’s breath rose in tiny clouds and he rubbed his hands together. He quickly whipped his head toward the castle, and saw that it looked completely deserted, and Zeuzachu Pi was nowhere to be seen. Drake grunted, and stood still for a second, then jumped and exclaimed, “My team!”
He whipped his head around, and saw his team members trying to shield themselves. Drake grinned and nervously laughed, relieved that at least he still had his team.
“Hey! Guys! W-” He stopped. They were all frozen. They were all trophies, but what struck Drake odd was that they were silver, and not bronze. Mew had his eyes shut in a look of concentration, trying to shield the team. Wario’s eyes were bulging, scared. Ike was solemnly staring ahead, and Charizard’s wings were shielding Blathers, but that did no good as the Void traveled farther and enveloped Blathers. Lucas had his arms behind his back and a single tear was on his cheek. Drake shrugged, frightened by how terrified his team was, and stooped down to press the button. But it wasn’t there. Surprised, Drake went around the edges, feeling the surfaces. When he was finished touching all of the base, he concluded that this was a different breed of trophy, and there was no release. Put out by this, Drake backed away, frightened. Without his team, he stood no chance against outside forces.
He shivered, and started walking away from his team, though it deeply scared him that it may have been the last time he would ever see them. All of a sudden, he tripped over a thick rock. The three remaining badges fell out. He stared at the three badges. He gazed at his team members, who had the badges frozen to their chests, and saw they each only had one. He looked at his hand, then their chests, then gasped- The only reason he wasn’t like them was because he had more protection. Drake shuddered at the thought of being like that, and he walked toward the bridge.
Drake trotted for several minutes, and looked down at the bottom of the drop, seeing that the water was gray and frozen. A bird was frozen in midair above him, and he saw the end of the bridge. He coughed, and walked toward it. He saw the scorch marks on the tracks where the fire from the back of their train hit the rails. Drake slowly walked into the dark town of Mushroom Kingdom. A bang was heard inside a shop, and Drake jumped, and ran toward the window, and jumped backward, alarmed. A horrified-looking Toad was on the inside of the shop, and it looked to be screaming, but Drake, recovering from the shock, saw it was simply a frozen trophy that had fallen forward, hitting its forehead against the dusty glass, and Drake noticed that it too was the silver trophy type. Drake sighed and continued on. There seemed to be no Chaotic beings.
Drake’s heartbeat seemed to have gone back to normal, and he curiously wondered, Is the Void really all this bad?
There was a glass door open, and it lead into a place called the Mushroom Shoppe. There seemed to be several Bowser minions in there, and Drake’s stomach flipped- they
were going to try to make help Drake and his team. Feeling deep affection for his fellow Nintendo characters, he exited the rickety shop, an empty feeling in his chest. The Void was seeming less and less comfortable.
Footsteps. Three different sets of footsteps came from three different allies, and Drake wielded his bat, rotating on the spot.
“Well, well, well, look boys, a stray!” a hearty voice boomed from the alley directly behind him, and Drake’s heart began frantically beating, and he brightly responded, “Yes, I’m alone, my name is Drake, I need help-”
The footsteps stopped. The voice asked, “Drake? Oh my god, we found Drake. Get him, boys.”
Out of nowhere, the Shadow Triad rushed out of the three allies, and Drake swung his bat, colliding against one of the three white-haired ninjas’ hip, but before he could do any more, one grabbed his legs, and at lightning speed, tied a knot around his legs, another tied his arms backwards, and the third looked straight into his eyes, and Drake momentarily noticed that the three had dragonfly wings. The third, put all his fingers down except the two sets of index fingers and middle fingers, and put them together, and hit him three times in the ribs, and Drake coughed, and his legs slackened.
A dreary figure slowly floated into the light of the fourth alley. It looked to be a giant, yellowing, tattered glove. There were dark symbols burned into where the knuckles were, and a red eye was painted in the palm. It was around the size of a car, and small spouts of smoke puffed out of the openings. It floated up to Drake, and before he could ask, the glove creature growled, “I can sense you standing there, ugly. I; am Warden Hand. I own and control the Void… and punish those who oppose me. Now, all you have to do is prove you are Chaotic, and we’ll let you slide for wandering the city without permission.”
The two Shadow Triad who had tied Drake backed up, and the third hit him twice on the shoulder and hit him three times in the thigh, and the feeling returned to his legs. He cleared his throat, and said slowly, “I… am not… Chaotic. Please-don’t-hurt-me!”
The four sat motionless for a moment, and the hand gave a booming laugh again that echoed around the square and said, “Pure, eh? Perfect! I haven’t had a soul-taking in a long time!”
Drake’s heart stopped, and he lifted an index finger, but before he could defend his case, Warden Hand whooshed forward, similar to a hawk bearing down on its prey, and it lifted Drake into the air, ten feet from the ground. His thumb and middle finger were clamping onto Drake around the rib cage, and his index finger was twirling around, and flexing every so often, until it started glowing. He softly touched Drake on the nose, and kept his finger close to Drake’s face. He pulled it back slightly, and Drake all of a sudden felt more heavy, and his eyelids drooped slightly, and saw a silvery mist escape from his mouth. The creature pushed its index finger forward, and Drake’s senses returned again, though slightly more dull, and he tried to pull himself away, but it was no use. Drake gazed at the more ragged spots and saw the smoke coming out, and he thought dully, Those must be other people‘s souls.
The creature pulled back its finger again, though farther, and Drake felt drowsy again, except he was more heavy than last time, eyelids drooping more, and his mouth sagged slightly, and more silvery mist escaped from his mouth. The finger came forward again, and Drake’s feelings returned again, thought more unclear. Drake awkwardly thrashed around between the fingers, vaguely thinking, Why am I here? What is this place? Who am I?
“Here it comes boys, dinner! Let me take the last few bits out of Drake! Maybe two more rounds, I’d say.” the hand creature who’s name escaped Drake, or whoever he was , yelled down to the odd human-like creatures with hair the color which Drake could not remember.
The finger leaned back farther, and a cloud of mist left Drake, and everything went in and out of darkness, the boy trying to talk, but only gibberish coming out. His stomach was sick, the boy wanted it to end, take his soul, make it end, and the finger leaned forward, and Drake leaned his head back, the only body part he could control, looking at the kingdom under him, the last sight he would see, he thought.
“Dinner… -ing… not… -ch longer…” the monster holding the Drake yelled down to his companions, or at least that’s what Drake heard. Drake gazed at the finger, everything slowly darkening around him, and he felt that up was down, down was up, everything slowing down, the finger raising, the town no longer visible, the mist slowly escaping from his gaping mouth, and Drake dimly thought, So. This is what death is like. Light escaped, all that was left was that monstrous thing, no more life, all was gone-
“AAAAAAAARRRRRGH!” a gut wrenching scream rent through the air, and Drake’s whole soul flowed back into his mouth, gaining control of his body, all happiness returning to his mind, memories rushing to his head, and slipped out of the grip, grinning, and falling to the ground, but he didn’t hit the ground. Somebody caught him, and Drake thought for a horrifying moment that it was the Shadow Triad, but to his great surprise, it was Tyler, the knight from Mighty Tree Valley.
“Drake,” he said, looking into Drake’s face, “what the heck was that. You looked like a flopping fish”
Drake spluttered, but before he was able to speak, a deep voice yelled over to them, “Ty! We’ve gotta get out of here! They’re overtakin’ us!” and Tyler dropped Drake and ran forward toward the trio.
Drake whipped his head around, and saw Captain Falcon fighting the Shadow Triad, along with a man who looked familiar to Drake, carrying a rifle. Drake grinned, and performed a face-palm, and he realized that the people who had been sent to the Void were still pure and not trophies. Drake looked up at the flailing figure of Warden Hand, and saw Tyler’s sword lodged just above the painted red eye, and Tyler angrily yelled, “Dang, it missed the eye! We’ve got to get out of here!”
The giant hand pulled the sword from the palm, and threw it at the ground, narrowly missing the man, and still screaming as gray clouds escape him, he yelled down to his comrades, “Shadow Triad! Follow, to the patch house!” and he flew over the buildings toward the West, and the Shadow Triad, giving them a final threatening look, rushed down three separate alleyways. As soon as they were out of sight, Drake and the others plopped onto the ground, breathing heavily.
“So, everyone got sent to the Void?” Tyler asked, after a few minutes of silence. Drake, surprised, asked, “How’d you know?”
“You kidding?! We felt the tremors all the way in Purlore!” Captain Falcon exclaimed, taking off his helmet and wiping his forehead. Drake cocked his head to the side, and asked, “What’s Purlore?”
“A town we constructed to keep ourselves away from those creatures.” the man that Drake found familiar grunted, and he walked forward.
“Yeah, Flint nearly got crushed by that wave of pure warriors on the outskirts of town.” Tyler said, picking at his thumb. Knowledge dawned on Drake, and it was Flint that was the man who Drake recognized, Lucas’ father.
“But… where’s this town that you’re talking about?” Drake asked the trio. “Follow us.” Tyler replied simply, looking up from his thumb, and began walking toward the entrance of town.
“Wait, wait. I have a few questions.” Drake demanded, bewildered by what he was hearing.
“Fire away.” Captain Falcon murmured, looking around the alleys, making sure there were no other Void beings ready to attack.
“For one,” Drake started, panting from just earning his soul back, “what is this place?”
Tyler peered around at Drake, and grinned. “I thought you would have already known, considering how you got here! You’re in the Void. Land of darkness, hell of Chaos, the usual. But the recent explosion had nothing to do with this area. The darkness leads to a sort of portal, to a land that Chaos may be reining, we have called it-”
“The Chaos Universe.” Drake muttered, remembering their encounter in Onett. It struck him that perhaps that portal in Onett was the Void, and Mew was just able to teleport them out. It also struck him that if Mew was here, he’d be able to teleport them out again, but a sad pang in his stomach told him there was no world to return to.
“Actually,” Tyler grunted, staring at the opening into the outskirts of town, “we called it ‘The Purple Death Zone That’s Going to Murder Us All Universe’, but your’s is better. But yeah: one in, and no out- but that last part, no out- there is an out. After extensive research from our smartest occupants and close encounters with that giant mitten, we have found that his red eye contains the curse of the Void, and harming the tattoo harms the Void- destroying the tattoo destroys the Void.”
Drake gawked at Tyler, and recovering from the news said, “And who was that guy?”
“Oh,” Flint growled, a bitter smile on his face, “that gentleman is Warden Hand, the leader of the Void. Basically, Zeuzachu Pi thinks of this place as a prison, and Warden Hand is, well, the warden. But the thing is, he’s unnaturally violent, so violent that even Zeuzachu Pi himself is afraid of him, I mean he takes your soul.”
“Oh, he does that?” Drake replied sarcastically. Tyler chuckled but they stopped dead. Captain Falcon grunted awe, and Flint let out a low whistle.
Thousands and thousands of trophies stood in a position of frantic running. Waluigi and Red and Blue Koopa Kid were helping up Green Koopa Kid. King Dedede, Meta Knight, and Kirby were huddled together, closing their eyes. And the rest had differing actions, but they were all in despair. It was similar to an odd silver graveyard. Drake shivered, and they kept walking forward. Flint laughed, and said, “I wonder how the others are going to react to you being here.”
They kept walking, and Drake’s legs were starting to ache. Their legs brushed against the unkempt grass, and more trophies passed them.
Drake was about to ask when they would see the town, but before the words left his mouth, they went over a hill and Drake grinned.
A small town stood before them, and Drake could have compared it to a town during the 1800’s. It seemed to be filled to the brim with pure people, and there were guard posts with Waddle Dees and Waddle Doos in them. The town itself looked to be composed completely of wood, and there was a bank, and a pub, and a battle arena. They treaded down the hill, and one post caught site of them and almost threw their spears at them, but quickly realized it was Tyler, Captain Falcon, Flint and Drake. The Waddle Dees inside hit a latch and the ground vibrated under them. Drake looked quizzically at the trio, and Flint replied, “Ribbot knows mechanics, so if you tried to enter town without permission you’d be blown to pieces.”
It was gone as soon as it came. The group filed in.
“Hey, look, they have another one!”
“Who is that? It looks like… Lucas!”
“No, idiot, its Drake, Lucas is blonde!”
“Drake! I thought he’d have his head bit off by now.”
Swarms of Void members came forward to look at them.
“Tyler, do you have any new timber for the new swing set for the children yet?” Ribbot, the robotic frog from Animal Crossing buzzed at the four. Tyler turned toward the group of excited people.
“Well, Ribbot, with the new addition we found, and recent events, we may need to act now, and try to get out of this dreadful place.” Tyler replied, and the whole crowd instantly quieted as if a gun shot had just gone off. Everybody turned to them.
“Well, you see…” Tyler began, and he addressed to them all that had happened just before they got there, and when he was done, some had grim looks of determination on
their faces, while others looked downright frightened.
“Now,” Captain Falcon yelled from the top of a nearby wooden house, “who is willing to join our group to take down Warden Hand?”
Ribbot stamped forward, and Olimar trotted alongside, and Porky whispered from the crowd, “Good Luck!”
Then the whole crowd of Waddle Dees and Doos rushed forward, and Flint yelled, “Sorry, we can only have one or two of you guys, we don’t want to attract to much attention.”
A single Waddle Dee, the most cunning-looking with a bandana on his head, bounced out of the crowd of orange, and shook hands with Drake. Tyler clapped his hands and yelled, “Perfect! Now guards, keep your eye’s peeled for that stupid Shadow Triad, and make sure everyone is kept safe. This is crunch time.”
The whole crowd of Waddle Dees and Doos yelled battle cries, and went to their guard stations.
The ground vibrated again, and the bombs must have been deactivated again, and they filed out, determined to get to Warden Hand.
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“Stay close guys, there could be anybody anywhere.”
They were in the heart of Mushroom Kingdom again, and they were nearing the place where Drake’s soul was almost taken.
There was no sign of the four evil Void rulers, and Captain Falcon had voiced some of their worries at some point along the way, asking “What if they decided to flee to Mighty Tree Valley or somewhere far away?” and Tyler nonchalantly responded, “Nah, he’d probably want to kill me first for hitting him with my sword.”
Drake found it best not to look in the windows of the buildings, as it just showed more scenes of terror. Olimar’s Pikmin brightened the mood slightly as they did random acrobatic acts at corners of streets.
Finally, they came to Main Street. They peered around the corner, seeing the floating castle and tiny glints of Drake’s team. There was no sign of Warden Hand and his cronies, so they carefully walked into the street.
Their footsteps were the only sounds of the street. They reverberated around the buildings, and even the Pikmin stopped acting light-hearted and gained serious looks. All was calm and yet at the same time it was the most scared Drake had ever been. Tyler put up his hand to stop them. They stopped abruptly, and stared down the road. All was quiet… almost a forced quiet…
“Yah!” three voices yelled, and the Shadow Triad fly down on them.
BOSS #13 THE SHADOW TRIAD
THE TRIO OF NINJAS
Tyler thrust his sword twice at one ninja, but missed. Captain Falcon punched the third ninja with a Falcon Punch, and they heard a bone crack inside of it, making it fly into the side of a building, unconscious.
“Yeah, since you’re in the highest punishment they can give, they fight to kill now!” Tyler yelled, lashing at the second ninja.
Flint was shooting his rifle at the first ninja, but it was deftly dodging the bullets, and Tyler passed by, in a close-range battle with the second ninja, but Tyler was punched in the shoulder, and he dropped his sword. He ran toward an alley.
The second ninja rushed forward and punched Flint in the face, making him stumble backwards. Captain Falcon started running forward, starting another Falcon Punch, but tripped over a frantic Olimar.
The second ninja was standing over Flint, who had a bloody nose. He brought a thin knife in the air, but before he could strike, Olimar hurled his blue Pikmin at the ninja, blinding him momentarily, giving Tyler the perfect moment to pick up his sword and drive it right through the second ninja’s stomach. It instantly turned into a trophy.
Captain Falcon cheered, but was immediately cut off by his yell of pain, and his legs gave away. There was a gash in his left leg, and there was a ninja star fused into the wall behind him. The third ninja, who was resting against the other wall, snickered and revealed a dozen of these ninja stars. He started hurling them across the street.
Drake ducked, and charged toward the injured ninja. Across the street, Chief Waddle Dee, who had a clipped leg, and Ribbot, were huddled together, apparently plotting something in the fray.
Drake was running through the crowd, and saw the ninja with his last star, aiming it right at Tyler’s neck. Drake dived forward, blinded by a cloud of smoke by the sudden apparition of the first ninja right beside him, a katana in his hands. Drake swung his bat with all his might, and it collided with the third ninja’s stomach, knocking him out.
Drake slid into a dumpster, and it made a loud BANG sound. Seeing two, he put his hands on his ears. He could see the first ninja’s foot on Tyler’s chest, and Tyler was sprawled on the ground, his sword laying in a nearby alleyway.
The first ninja peered down at Tyler, the tip of his katana right over his heart. He pulled down a black scarf that was covering his mouth.
“Anata wa, orokana sh?nen wa kainy? subekide wa nakatta.” the ninja whispered. It lifted the katana, but before he could stab Tyler, several loud snaps came from their right, and the first ninja gave an odd shudder every time the snap went off. It fell down, and turned into a trophy. Surprised, the whole group turned toward the source of the snapping, and saw that Ribbot had shifted into a gauntlet gun, and Olimar was commanding the machine. Ribbot shifted back into regular form, and when he saw their questioning looks, he replied, “I was ready for an upgrade.”
Impressed, the group continued on the road, Olimar trailing behind them slightly. But they didn’t have to go very far to find what they were looking for. Drake glimpsed a blur of yellowish-white in the end of a dark alley before it came upon them.
BOSS #14 WARDEN HAND, LEADER OF THE VOID
Warden Hand shot like a bullet out of a dark alley way, and knocked Ribbot off of his feet, smashing him into a building. Captain Falcon yelled in anger, and shot a fire kick at the hand, but the creature caught the foot, and threw Captain Falcon into the ground, knocking him out.
“Bwahahaha!” Warden Hand screamed with laughter. The hand twitched, and its muscles convulsed. He grabbed Flint around the midriff, and aimed to throw him, but before he could do so, Tyler shoved his blade through the knuckles, and he screamed that agonizing yell again.
“Y-you… shall all perish!” Warden Hand yelled. He slowly put his thumb and his middle finger down, and began twirling around. Tyler gasped and said, “We have to stop him, he’s performing the symbol of the Void! Anybody who is in the vicinity will instantly perish!”
Drake rushed forward and tried bending the thumb backward. It did nothing, and Drake was thrown on his backside. It was a fight between Tyler and Warden Hand. They continued lashing at each other, both adept at fighting. There was no good end in sight. It looked like a fight of life or death.
“You will cause no more harm to the fair people of Nintendo Valley!” the teenager yelled, a look of determination etched on his face. He drove the sword through the middle finger, and the finger gave a deep groan. It was surrounded by a cloud of souls, flailing around in the substance that gave it power.
“YOU IDIOT CHILD!” Warden Hand screamed, and picked up Tyler by his neck. Nobody could get up, as they were all injured. Tyler was rasping for breath, clutching his chest. His legs were feebly kicking.
“If I’m going down, you’re going down with me.” Warden Hand rasped, and started sucking out Tyler’s soul. Slowly, Tyler looked to be losing life. His legs no longer moved. His eyes bulged, and he slowly breathed- he was close to death. He started closing his eyes, clouds of silver mist escaping him. Drake tried to move but was unable… there was no hope.
B-Burr! B-Burr!
They heard an odd whistle. A crowd of Pikmin storm in on the mess, Olimar leading them. Tyler weakly groaned, seizing at the air, apparently seeing double and thinking he was grabbing Warden Hand’s thumb. Olimar whistled again, and they formed a line. He started vaulting them at the giant hand.
He grabbed his fattest Pikmin, a purple one, and launched it at the ailing hand. It landed in the wrinkled palm, and it looked at the tattooed eye. The Pikmin grinned, and he plunged his mauve, jagged finger into the hand’s painted red eye with it’s tiny, poisonous finger.
Dark purple explosions erupted around the hand. Tyler dropped from the hand, and ran over to them, pale, but consc-ious. The street around them lit up purple. The street flashed with blinding light, and Drake looked up, seeing a white crack spread across the sky. Another flash of blinding light, and a second white crack was spread across the sky, and smaller flashes went off, and the sky was speckled with smaller cracks.
Flint ran forward and picked up Ribbot. Ribbot was letting out an endless whirring, and low beeps were going off around his body. Ribbot turned his head, and croaked through the whirring, “W-We-e-ell, this l-l-l-looks b-b-b-bad f-for m-m-m-me.”
“Well, this is the kicker- we don’t exactly know what happens now!” Tyler yelled over the thunder of the explosions around them, taking Captain Falcon out of his trophy form.
“WHAT?!” Drake yelled, a piece of concrete nearly missing his head. There were so many cracks above them that the sky looked similar to a checkers board. Warden Hand was now practically empty of its souls, and the shapeless blobs of silver mist were flying away.
“Look, guys! They’re returning to their owners!” Captain Falcon boomed to his partners. The body of Warden Hand was completely empty now, and there was a gold flash, which revealed a bronze trophy of Master Hand. Drake stumbled forward, but he only walked half of the way before something stopped him.
A deep crack flew across the ground in front of him, and a house beside him leaned to the side, windows breaking. Several minutes of cracking erupted around them, and small cuts went across their ankles due to the pebbles rattling around their legs. Smoke started rising around them.
“What’s going on?!” a voice behind them worriedly asked, and they turned around.
The whole town of Purlore was waiting for them. Tyler looked absolutely giddy, and he cleared his throat.
“Guys, look! We did it!” Tyler yelled, indicating toward Master Hand’s trophy. Olimar, who would be most likely known as Vanquisher of the Void for years to come, ran forward, carrying three trophies. The Shadow Triad, and he let them free. Dust and splinters of wood rained down around them, and the Shadow Triad nodded to each other.
The crack that had spread before them earlier had grown to be a few feet across, but, unfazed, the trio vaulted across the opening and grabbed the large trophy. They brought it back to the crowd and freed the giant glove, which was now purely white and greatly resembled Mario’s glove.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, get ready to bee free.” the hand rumbled, and the sky’s cracks started spinning, faster and faster until it was a white cyclone. The whole town glowed, and with a final intake of breath, the whole, dark land of the Void was vanquished.
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Last edited by Sven; June 18th, 2012 at 06:50 PM.
"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is knowing that tomatoes don't go into fruit salad; and common sense is not drinking tomato juice."
Okay, this is actually kinda short, but this is just going to show what will be happening in the last chapter, which will be split into three mini-parts due to it's length. I hope everyone has enjoyed this as much as I have.
Spoiler: Nintendo Chaos Part 16
They were flying through the light surrounding them, most screaming and Ganondorf praying audibly. Drake could see the figure of Samus crouched in a ball figure flying beside him. Drake closed his eyes, and what sounded like ten thousand violins were playing around them. The light was at its brightest, and before Drake could get used to it- it disappeared. And for the first time in what felt like eternity, Drake felt sunlight on his skin, and the sound of a Pelipper singing in the distance met their ears. He opened his eyes.
He was at the dark island again, with the stone tower standing in front of them. Drake turned and saw the whole crowd of former Void members peering around at them in awe. Drake shook his head as if to check if this was a dream, and when he concurred it was real, he shakily got up. He grinned, looking at his team who was now getting up, blinking, confused. He jumped when he heard a loud noise behind him.
The crowd of Purlore started cheering wildly and, when Drake looked over the side of the island, he saw the water unfrozen, and, more than that, the army of the Pure were marching forward quickly through the now cheerful kingdom of Mushroom, heading toward the floating island.
“Welcome home, guys.” Drake greeted to the newly free characters. The crowd of emotional characters turn toward the tall stone tower bearing down on them. The sun was now halfway down, and the sky was now light orange. Mew floated forward and asked, “Did we miss something?” followed by the group nodding along with the Mew. Drake laughed and replied, “Nah, just me and Tyler nearly getting our souls taken from our body and the Void being destroyed. How was the nap?”
Mew jumped backwards, awestruck, and whispered, “Really?” followed by the whole crowd excitedly nodding. The army below was now exiting the main town and marching through the outskirts. The ground now was very slightly vibrating due to the numerous pounding feet approaching, and Drake turned toward the tower again.
“Guys,” Drake ordered to his team, “the only thing left is to take down Zeuzachu Pi. Let’s finish him.”
Mew saluted. Wario nodded, the most serious look any one of them could remember him performing, was etched across his face. Blathers determinedly hooted, his talons clenched to the ground. Lucas, a scared look on his face, grunted his agreement. Charizard fiercely roared, stretching his wings. Ike unsheathed his sword and he wore a small smile. Zora Dude nodded, bowing, and loaded his arrow. Drake grinned, and feeling pride bubble up inside of him, they started walking toward the castle. But they immediately stopped, and Drake’s heart skipped a beat as a thunderous voice echoed across the ground.
“HALT! HOW DID YOU… WHAT DID YOU… AUGH! THAT IS IT, THE VOID WAS TOO SOFT! SO NOW… IT COMES TO DEATH!” Zeuzachu Pi screamed. His voice rang around the grounds, and a few people in the nearby crowd covered their ears. Zeuzachu Pi’s figure could be seen in the top floor’s domed glass window. A tiny snap was heard in the distance, and everyone looked up.
Two figures were approaching very quickly over the cliff. One was making a loud whistling sound, and they were gaining shape.
One was a jet, and a very familiar one at that. It had several dents on it, and a long dark burn along the side. A faded cartoonish purple fox was etched onto the side. There was a black tinted window on top of it, and it was losing altitude, preparing to land. The other figure was on top of a thin stick, and on closer inspection was a broomstick with a walnut handle. When it reached them, it floated lazily above them.
The jet landed, and a clear and, unfortunately, memorable character poked its head out of the open cockpit. He had a bushy tail, the color of a deep lake. His red pupils darted around the island and rested on Drake’s team, and he scowled. Darkfox climbed out of the cockpit, and pulled his laser gun out of his belt. He aimed it at Drake’s heart, but did not shoot.
“H-heh, you stupid children have no idea when to back out of a fight, d-do you?!” Darkfox tremulously asked, and he looked quite deranged, his fur look disheveled, his gun shaking in his slightly muddy paws.
Drake, who was feeling very cocky after just going into the Void and escaping from it, smirked and replied, “Looks like you don’t know when to stop chugging the energy drinks.”, looking at the fox literally shaking in its boots, though he didn’t look scared at all.
Drake jumped as a red ugly burn flashed across the ground where his feet were moments ago. Darkfox, looking surprised with himself, punched himself across the face, a bruise glowing in the spot, and muttered, “Stupid, stupid.” under his breath. He looked back up at Drake, and stammered with a slight growl in his voice, “I am to tell you that we will not hurt you if you surrender.”, and he frantically scratched at his ear, but stopped as soon as he started. Drake, nonplussed, quickly recovered, and scoffed, replying, “Yeah, you and Zeuzachu Pi are going to defeat every single character of Nintendo?”
“He’s not alone.” stated a nonchalant voice above them. Drake looked up, and gained a great surprise when he comprehended what he was seeing.
Crenulas, the minister from Onett, was grinning maliciously down at the crowd. He was riding a long, thin broomstick, and he was wielding a long black wand, with a glowing blue stone at the end. The wizard wore robes of dashing cobalt with silver stars speckled across it. His jet black hair flowed around him.
“Y-you?” Drake asked, feebly raising his arm. He turned around and spotted Ness near the front of the crowd, which was now running onto the bridge. Crenulas cynically laughed and replied to the unasked question, “No, buffoon, what happened was simple. When you hit my head with the bomb in the Void, I wasn’t hurt at all: on the contrary, I set up a Shield Charm right before. I turned into the substance that you refer to as ‘curds’, but slithered out of the place as a puddle of Chaotic liquid. I went to the grounds of the Chaotic Land, or as you have probably just realized, is the Void. Warden Hand revived me to my full form. And now I seek to destroy you annoying creatures.”, and he added shortly afterward, “and yes, I still know everything.”
Drake, slightly put out, took a moment to respond, but before the words could leave his mouth, Tyler yelled from the crowd behind Team Drake, “Still, that’s only three!” which was met by rowdy cheering and applause. The wizard’s mouth curled into a smile and curtly responded, “So far.”
And out of nowhere he started forcefully waving his wand, muttering random incantations under his breath, and then boomed in a clear voice, “With a piece of every loyal minion,” holding up the thin piece of wood, and glowing body parts of each minister floated into view, like one of Nocturis’ nails, or Titanaserpent’s split open head, “And rivals beside,” indicating his wand to the crowd of the pure, “Let multiples come, and shoot for the sky. Doppelgangrus!” he yelled, and a low whistle echoed around the stone island. The ground shook, and dust rose around them. Hundreds of shadows were forming around them.
Like a fast forward motion film of a plant growing, a row of several dozen Nocturis’s appear in front of the them, a look of cold anger etched upon their faces. Then a row of Mewthrees sprout out of the ground, their gaunt faces lit with a grim smile.
Out of nowhere, ministers appeared everywhere, Titanaserpent’s row making loud clicking and beeping sounds. Seventy Pegalurs sneered at them, bearing their fanged teeth, and three Overlord Kongs loomed in the distance, all wearing imperious looks, fists clenched around the arms of their levitating thrones.
Leader R.O.B.s were staring directly at the crowd of pure, their metallic eyes calculating their every moves, and double that with the Abominable Climbers, who were swinging their mallets in a bored fashion.
Falcoons by the dozen were aiming pistols at the crowd, all grunting with anger and through the visor they could see them squinting in concentration. Crenulas was chuckling in pride, smirking down at the crowd. Darkfox, still vibrating, had his arm crossed, and was now glaring directly at Drake. Drake gulped.
“Now, I will repeat what I said before,” Darkfox hissed, his grimace deeper than before, “we will not hurt you if you surrender.”
Drake, now slightly used to the horrified surprises that seemed to occur every other minute, flinched, looking at the crowd. He didn’t look to consult his team. He stared down at the ground for a moment, hearing the hundreds around him breathing heavily, excluding Crenulas who was still smirking down at them in what appeared to be victory. Drake grimly realized that Crenulas must have known what he was going to do next. Drake deeply sighed, then guiltily lifted his stare back to the Chaotic Army.
He cleared his throat. Darkfox glared expectantly at Drake, and he seemed to be losing patience. Drake sniffed quickly and declared, “I can see there’s no way out. I don’t want to hurt any of you guys,” Drake pointed to Tyler and his army, “so… I sur-”
A spear flew over Drake’s head and impaled the very first Falcoon, who gasped in terror, and fell to the floor. His helmet fell off of his reptilian, scaly head, and to their surprise he stayed at his solid form. He stiffened up, and stayed still.
“Don’t say another word, Drake.” a mighty voice said behind them, and they turned toward the source.
The entire pure army stood before them, King Dedede in the front, and each genre of game stood in rows, just like the rows of Chaotic warriors. Tyler grinned, and ushered his army of Waddle Dees, King Dedede’s army, forward, the occupants of Mighty Tree Valley finally together again, and Martin Worth had ran forward and joined them. The other Void Army members joined their genres, looks of grim satisfaction playing on their faces. For the first time anyone could remember, a look suggesting that he miscalculated twitched across Crenulas’ face. But he quickly recovered.
“Hmph. You apparently must think highly of yourself. If our Lord of Chaos could defeat every single one of you, I’m pretty sure him and a loyal army could defeat you in seconds.” Crenulas hissed.
“We have a cause-a to fight-a for.” Mario declared, posed to fight and standing directly in front Luigi, fiercely roaring to this statement, shooting a blast of fire into the sky. Darkfox nastily smiled and responded to the outburst, “Well, let’s see if that cause is reason enough to sacrifice yourselves. We’ve got each and every one of your DNA, so you’re simply imperfect prototypes. We need you no more.”
Darkfox raised and loaded his gun, aiming it at Drake’s heart. “Begin.”
Drake dodged the blast of fiery light, and he heard Dedede roar “CHAAARGE!” from behind him, and the sound of thousands of feet stamping toward each other erupted around him, war cries going off in every direction.
Drake grouped his team together, yelled over the fray, “FOLLOW!”, and seeing the two armies charge toward each other, the gap between the two becoming thinner and thinner, Drake lunged forward, and nearly seconds after the Drake ordered the command, dust rising in clouds at their feet, Waluigi had nailed the nearest Pegalur in the mouth with his fist, and the three Koopa Kids were thrown onto their backs by an angry Nocturis. It was war.
Whelp, I hope you're energized for the finale!
"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is knowing that tomatoes don't go into fruit salad; and common sense is not drinking tomato juice."
Okay, the last three parts begin here. I'm in full gear to end the story. Thank you to all readers who have read my stories.
Spoiler: Battle of Nintendo Part 1 of 3
“There’s Drake!” two Titanaserpents buzzed in unison. They both morphed their hands into rocket launchers, and began firing missiles at the charging team.
Drake and the rest ducked, and with a blast of psychic power, Mewtwo flew upward and knocked the missiles off course, and back at the crowd of Chaos, and half a dozen pairs of Abominable Climbers were engulfed in flames.
Drake turned around and saw Tyler locked in battle with Darkfox, and Darkfox was winning. Drake tried to run forward and help Tyler, but Olimar, who was now being chased by four Mega Pikmin that Crenulas had just conjured , blocked the way. When they passed, Drake ran forward again, but they were out of sight. The dust was now over the heads of most, though the Overlord Kongs were floating above them, and shooting blasts of black fire out of their eyes, and Drake had moments to realize that it’s power of the Void was gone due to the Void being destroyed before a Falcoon tackled him off his feet. He punched Drake across the face, but was tackled off of Drake by Kirby. Drake got up, not daring to look back at the fight, and ran away rubbing his face.
A few Waddle Dees in a pocket of battle-free space yelled in agony as a Mewthree floated around them, and assaulted their minds with his psychic powers. Before the minister could kill them, the Charizard that had crushed Mewthree’s head last time swooped out of the air, and threw a heavy rock at the Mewthree’s head, which before it hit, Drake could have sworn he heard Mewthree wail, “Come on, again?!”
Drake stumbled backwards as a Nocturis flew over him, Zeke and Julie in it’s talons, though Julie had just pulled out a cannon gun. Before Drake could see what happened, he tripped over Mario’s trophy. Drake, amazed, let Mario out. Mario tipped his hat, and jumped forward, knocking a Leader R.O.B off of its wheels.
Drake turned around, ready to ask Mew what to do as the dust had worsened his sense of direction, but only Wario, Blathers, and Lucas were behind him. Drake yelled over the sounds of battling around him, “WHERE’S THE REST?!” which was responded with panicked shrugs.
Tyler flew out of the battles around them, and he had a cut across his cheek and he seemed to be limping slightly. He coughed, and said, “I just escaped Darkfox, he was going to kill me, but a Pegalur had just accidentally tackled him! I just escaped, and I saw him attack the Pegalur!” and immediately went back into the battle, tackling an unaware Leader R.O.B.
Drake motioned for the remaining members of the team to follow.
They charged (hopefully) toward the castle, and they tripped over several unconscious bodies, pure and Chaotic. They traveled several dozen feet in one direction, finishing and starting random fights along the way, gaining cuts and bruises until they saw the end of the dust cloud. Drake, wheezing in relief, shot out of the cloud, coughing, and saw that he was fifty feet away was the tower.
Charizard flew out of the dust, a bruise on top of his head, and Ike and Zora Dude were on top, a cut across Ike’s shoulder, and Zora Dude’s white-blond hair stained with dirt, and both were shaking.
The team, almost whole now, grouped together, looking at the large island’s grounds, filled with battles, trophies littered everywhere. They all peered around amongst the crowd, looking for a glint of pink, a glimpse of a floating creature-
Out of nowhere, a Nocturis flew out of the crowd at them. It catapulted right at Drake, and slashed him across the leg. Drake yelped in pain, and fell to the ground.
“CAW! You may have escaped me once, but you will not escape me this time!” Nocturis screeched, that mad look in his eye that he had the first time they battled returning. Wario tackled its back, but Nocturis threw him off. Nocturis scraped his talon against the ground, and threw it in the air.
“No precious legendary to save you this time!” he screamed, and shot his talon downward-
“H’what?!”
Nocturis’ foot stopped in mid-stomp. It seemed to be glowing pink. Nocturis seemed to be trying to move his leg, but to no avail.
“Do you bet?” Mew’s voice came from behind the ten foot owl. Mew flipped Nocturis onto his back with tremendous psychic power.
“Woot!” Wario whooped. Nocturis screeched, but before he could do anything more, Mew lifted him, and catapulted him into the side of the building, knocking him out.
“Yes!” Ike yelled, and everybody jumped as they had never heard him shout. Zora Dude smirked at the collapsed owl and said, “Onward, then.”
But the team couldn’t move very far. A sudden sound caught them off guard. It sounded like metal chains were unraveling under ground. All of a sudden, a rusty cage the size of a house sprouted from the ground, the occupants growling and snorting. The cage doors opened, and the creatures limped out.
Zombies. The zombies they had met at Pixulus were coming out by the dozen, some mingling in the cages, others going for the dust cloud full of flesh. A few had spotted Drake’s group and grunted with pleasure. But they didn’t run forward. One seemed to be clearing it’s throat, and it was snorting. It then flexed it’s back, and gave an odd howl with some whistling along with it. Suddenly, a flash of silver erupted above them.
A gray flying saucer was levitating above them, and green Martians were diving out of the UFO, and landing in the dust cloud, and several surprised yells from both sides of the battle met their ears. And with a final metal clank, a wooden cage with twenty werewolves in it rose from the mud colored ground, and with a chorus of bloodcurdling howls, they joined the fray. Drake gulped.
“Grahrah!” a zombie grunted. Drake whipped his head around, and five zombies were tumbling toward them. Drake yelped, but before he could do anything, he felt a hand grasp around the scruff of his neck. “Whoa!” Drake grunted before being flown backwards.
Blathers was carrying Drake by the shirt, and they were catapulting toward the heavy wooden door that led into the tower, and he saw that Mew was leading Wario, Lucas, Charizard, Ike and Zora Dude into the dark corridor. Drake’s stomach leapt.
“No-no-on-second-thought-I’d-like-to-stay-out-here-never-mind-never-mind-auuuuugh!” Drake stammered, but the two flew through the doorway, and the door closed with a loud crash. It took a moment for Drake’s eyes to adjust to the dark.
They were in a cool, foggy hallway. Steam rolled around their ankles, and there were ornate tiles that covered the floor, along with several portraits of dark thunderclouds and a mural of the Greek god, Zeus, but the god of lightning was in shades of purple and black. Drake, spotting the connection between all of them, was about to voice his realization of all the decorations had to do with lightning, but Mew said, “Look!”
Mew was pointing at the door, and seconds ago, they could hear the yells of the battle, groans of monsters, footsteps rattling the island. But when Drake turned around, the door was melting into the wall, and when it had faded into the nothingness, the sounds of war immediately went out, like a light bulb going out. It left them in an eerie silence. Wario grunted in displeasure, and Drake noticed that their breath came out in steam, little gray clouds floating around their heads. Zora Dude had his arms around himself, and was shivering because he had thin, middle-age clothes. Blathers hooted, and started flying above their heads.
“Oof!” Drake grunted, and his legs gave away. The cut on his leg was starting to sting badly, and there was a blossoming bruise on his chin from the punch across his face. Wario was clutching his wrist, and it would crack whenever he moved it, and Lucas was heaving, his right eye swollen shut. Ike and Zora Dude were looking better than them, but not by much. Mew looked at them, and there was a sympathetic look on his face. Then he grinned.
“Why are you smiling?” Blathers hooted testily. Mew’s grin became more pronounced, and he said, “The reason why I took so long in the dust cloud is because I learned a new move.”
Mew put his hands together and let out a deep breath. He opened his eyes and said in a loud voice, “Wish!”
Everybody started floating, and glowed green. The wounds across their bodies healed instantly, and they fell heavily to the ground. Drake got up off the ground, and he felt energized, ready to battle.
“Well,” Lucas stated, looking determined down the hallway, “I guess there’s no point in waiting. Let’s go.”
The group nodded to each other, and walked down the hallway at a quick pace. After a minute of walking, they came across a luxurious stairway, and it looked to be made of platinum. Wario excitedly squealed and ran forward to claim it, but Charizard grabbed him quickly.
“Think what we’re here for!” Mew scolded worriedly, and Wario deeply sighed, staring longingly at the glittering steps behind them. The group trudged up the staircase for what seemed like half an hour, until the twentieth time they turned on a landing, they stumbled upon a gray stone door, with a deep crack on it Drake saw with an odd jump in his stomach that there was a faded handprint on the door, and it was a dead ringer for Mario’s glove.
Wario shivered beside him and said, “They must’ve tried to break through the door. The first time they came.” and Drake knew that he meant the first time all of Nintendo had tried to stop Chaos. Drake was forcefully reminded of the first time a large pure army came and the dastardly consequences that followed.
“It’ll be different this time.” Drake murmured, more to himself than to his team. Charizard looked at Wario, and Wario nodded to his fire dragon.
“Focus Punch!” Wario yelled, and Charizard brought his arm backward. It stayed there for a moment, and blue sparks spat out of the bicep, and then the Pokémon slammed his fist into the stone door. It shattered into pieces, and the team entered.
“Poor Mario, his group of warriors didn’t have the strength of an awesome Charizard.” Mew grunted, grinning. The group looked around.
There were walls all around them, forming a maze. There were dark purple hieroglyphics etched on every inch of the walls, and they seemed to tell stories, as there were occasional pictures of battles, and ugly-looking monsters in uniforms that resembled a general’s. The stories seemed to tell that Chaos was an ever-growing army, that took over galaxy after galaxy, and Nintendo was simply one of those lands. And Drake chuckled to himself, thinking of how much of a fight the pure were putting against Chaos. They continued to walk.
After minutes of walking, turn after turn, they started finding evidence to suggest they were getting closer to the throne room. The ground was more worn from footsteps, showing that more groups of fighters were finding each other and forming more of an army toward the king. The inscriptions on the walls were becoming newer too- the walls were less aged, and the purple paint was becoming brighter. Blathers was becoming more and more overwhelmed by the historical artifacts.
“Oh my! The artifacts! The fossils! Oh my, they aren’t even defiled-” Blathers stopped in mid-ramble, and saw a layer of smashed banana on one of the illustrations of Chaos winning a battle, a Donkey Kong-sized hand print smacked in the middle. Blathers turned back towards them with an angry grimace. The group laughed at the sight of the owl’s face, and continued on their way.
After another several minutes, they finally made it to a clearing of walls, and it led to a stone hallway. The stone walls around them had caught up to the present. It showed Nintendo Valley and the Chaos taking over. It also showed the gargantuan blast of Void, and, with fresh wet paint, it showed the battle going on below.
“G-guys! Look!” Zora Dude said suddenly, pointing at the newest portion of the wall, and, with no painter in sight, an unknown source was etching a very detailed painting of Team Drake itself- looking at the wall of paintings- looking at themselves looking at themselves, the pattern going on forever.
“Hm- we’re important enough to make it into Chaotic history!” Lucas stated, grinning.
“Am I really that fat?” Wario asked, looking at his team members. They laughed, and walked around a corner, and an odd sight met their eyes.
Standing in front of them, was a metal door, but this surface seemed to be the rarest. It was solid, but the inscriptions on the metal changed shape, flowing as loosely as liquid. They could hear quiet sounds behind the door. Drake turned around, ready to give orders, but Mew shushed him. Wario put a finger to his lips, and tip toed to the door.
Drake nodded, and put his hand to the door. His hand went into it, but instead of exiting through to the other room, it kept going through the pudding-like substance. Drake suddenly felt unbalanced, and tipped forward. His whole body submerged, and everything was temporarily a gray ocean, but he immediately slipped out of the mess and fell onto a smooth tiled floor. The walls were covered with banners in colors of purple and black, an emblem of an eye with tentacles spouting out of it printed in the center of each. There were statues of Zeuzachu Pi lining the walls, and the hallway led down to a mahogany door, a black eye with tentacles, and a brass knocker, with a dragon head.
The group of eight trekked down the royal hallway, and they were suddenly aware of the sounds of battle below returning. The dueling below must have been the quiet noise they heard behind the door. Drake looked around for the reason, but Ike snapped his fingers, and Drake turned. Ike was pointing at open windows down the hallway. Drake nodded, and they continued down.
They were around two hundred feet away from the door when a sudden sound above them surprised them. Drake frantically motioned for them to hide behind one of the bulky statues, and they all bunched together out of sight of the door.
“… starting to worry about our troops, some of them are really kind of dim-witted.” Crenulas’ voice came from one of the opened windows. Drake dared to peek his face around the statues waist, poking his head half an inch into the hallway, and without a moment’s waste, Crenulas floated in through the window sill, riding his walnut broom, and Darkfox, nursing a deep cut on his arm, was riding right behind the sorcerer.
The two gently landed on the tile floor, and Crenulas set the broom on a silver umbrella rack. The two marched silently down the corridor, until they were feet from Zeuzachu Pi’s entrance. Darkfox knocked on the door roughly, and every time the fox knocked, the banging echoed down the hallway. There was silence for a few moments, then loud footsteps pounded toward the door. There was a creak, and the doors opened with a low creak.
“YES?” Zeuzachu Pi asked curtly to his two generals, his voice ringing like thunder through the corridor, and Drake felt his team members shiver beside him.
“S-sir,” Darkfox stated, and Drake could see from so far away that the fox was shivering, though this time it may have actually been from fright, “the Chaotic t-troops are starting to get overwhelmed b-by the pure filth.”
Zeuzachu Pi’s red eyes glowed from under the hood, and they seemed to be in a disappointed glare. Crenulas dived into the discussion and supplied in his bored voice, “But, nearly half of the Waddle Dee army have been taken out, and they are the prime fighters at the moment. We also have some hostages, big characters, like Meta Knight and Paper Luigi, those were some of the major rebels in the past.”
Zeuzachu Pi grunted his pleasure. But Darkfox was not satisfied.
“But s-sir, the p-pure troops-s, l-like I s-said before, are overwhelming u-us, if one of us is taken out, it’ll surely b-be the end f-for us.” Darkfox tremulously informed Zeuzachu Pi.
“AH, BUT THERE’S WHERE I COME IN. I’M BECOMING RATHER PARANOID THAT THEY WILL INVADE THE CASTLE, AND DUE TO THE BLACK ORBS BEING DESTROYED, I’M WEAKENED. SO I WILL NEED YOU TO GUARD MY DOOR.” Zeuzachu Pi thundered, and Lucas whispered “Yes! We're winning!”, but Mew slapped his forehead. Lucas looked questioningly at Mew, and Mew whispered, “Darkfox, Crenulas, and Zeuzachu Pi? We’re done for!”
“Sir, won’t that mean that the clones who are at the moment outnumbered are done for? Won’t that mean we are done for?” Crenulas asked, and this time there was slight worry in his tone.
Zeuzachu Pi chuckled, and said, “IF I GROW WORRIED FOR OUR WAY OF LIFE, THEN I WILL JOIN THE BATTLE BELOW.” and turned around, and walked back into his throne room. Crenulas kneeled, and Darkfox did the same, though he still seemed unsatisfied. The door slammed shut, and the duo got off the ground. They turned around, and Darkfox took his gun out of his belt while Crenulas unhooked his wand out of his robe. They both aimed their weapons at the door, and Drake whipped his head back around in case he was seen.
“So, what now? We join the battle below?” Wario asked quietly, fear in his eyes. Ike looked down at them and whispered, “If I have learned one thing from being a warrior, it is that you must always be willing to fight for your people. We must fight, no matter what.”
The group looked at each other and gave a final nod. The eight stomped out of their hiding place, looking directly down the hallway at the two generals. Crenulas and Darkfox stiffened, and the wizard spoke to them, “Oh, you’re here.”
The wizard ran forward, and jumped into the air. He spun like a top, and disappeared with a bang. The group, now panicked, quickly looked around, their backs to each other.
“Argh!” a voice roared behind Drake. He turned around and saw Darkfox lunging at them at large strides, his eyes locked on Mew.
“No!” Drake yelled, and he dived in front of Mew, kicking Darkfox in the stomach. The fox flew backwards and hit a glittering banner, falling ten feet to the ground, and limply started getting up.
“General Darkfox, I won’t lose you now!” Crenulas’ voice boomed above them, and Team Drake stared at the sudden apparition of the wizard. He made a few odd movements with his fingers, and shot a blast of green lightning at Darkfox, and the fox seemed to gain a few inches. His claws grew a couple of inches, and he grew very muscular. His handgun grew to the size of a bazooka, and his eyes glowed like hot embers.
Darkfox stared at the group, hatred in his eyes. He started pacing toward them, his sharp teeth in a malicious grin.
“Foolish pure ones!” Crenulas’ voice rang above them, and the team looked up at the sorcerer, his jet black hair dangling around him, “it’ll be quite a shame when your faithful army below finds that you were unable to complete your mission.”
The wizard raised his wand, grinning.
“I will barricade the king’s chamber!” Crenulas yelled.
A white, hot beam of light shot out of the black stick, and it made contact with the roof. Four large cracks erupted across the ceiling, and the floor above them seemed to shake.
Darkfox rushed over to the group, jittering. His eyes darted at all of the pure people before him. “Y-you’ll be t-trapped with u-us!” the fox whispered, grinning.
Large pieces of rock fell in front of them. The regal door was starting to disappear from view.
“No!” Wario yelled, looking around at the team. Drake slapped Darkfox in the face, and kicked him in the shin. Drake ran forward, blinded by the dust rising around him. It was a blur of color and noise. He heard his name being called, but he didn’t know if it was friend or foe. Drake looked around through the falling pieces of ceiling and statue, and saw Ike running beside him, slashing at the pieces of roof falling around him. A piece the size of a couch fell right above Drake, and he covered his head. But the ceiling didn’t hit him. Drake looked up and saw that Mew had blocked the deadly piece of roof with a Protect.
The two ran alongside each other, shoulder to shoulder, pieces of roof cutting their arms and legs. Finally, the nightmarish cloud of debris seemed to be lifting. They could see the wooden door, and there seemed to be no Darkfox or Crenulas waiting for them. But no Wario, Blathers, Lucas, Charizard, Ike, or Zora Dude.
Drake dived forward and slid several feet on the slick tiles. Mew shakily sat on the floor, legs folded together. Pieces of the roof were still falling, and they heard figures still running through it. Ike suddenly shot through the cloud, and slipped on the floor. He slid forward and his legs hit the door, making a loud bang, though Zeuzachu Pi had either not noticed it or ignored it. Ike got up off the floor, rubbing his thigh, and the threesome stared into the cloud. The ceiling was done falling, and the only sound was the pile creaking. Drake ran forward.
“Wario? Blathers?! LUCAS?! ANYBODY, CAN ANYBODY HEAR ME?!” Drake screamed, panicked, looking through the shadow dust, the pile becoming more clear. Silence washed over the scene for a few moments, and out of a thin crevice through the pile, came Wario’s voice.
“Yeah, we’re okay, Lucas cut his arm, but nobody’s buried! Crenulas is over here, he was hit in the head, but he’s getting up now! Darkfox must be buried!” Wario yelled through the dust, and Drake could faintly see Wario’s eye through the crevice staring at him.
“What are we going to do now? Do we need to clear an opening for you guys to get through?” Drake yelled through the crack. Wario seemed to have turned around for a second, but faced Drake again.
“No way! That’ll take too long, and besides, this thing is too fragile. You, Mew and Ike need to battle Zeuzachu Pi and take him down! For all of us! Listen, we need to take care of Crenulas, I’ve got to go, he’s coming to. Good luck.” Wario whispered, and he disappeared from view.
Drake sighed, and shivered. He turned around, and saw Mew and Ike resolutely standing directly in front of him, both of their backs to the now slightly dusty door. Drake cleared his throat and said, “Well, team… Let’s go.” and they walked forward. Ike grabbed the knocker, but before he could bang it against the door, a sudden sound behind them made them jump.
A figure was pulling itself out of the dusty mountain. It had pointed ears, and was jittering. His bushy tail was ragged, and his eyes still burned red.
“Can’t g-get rid of m-me so easily, can you?” Darkfox growled, cracking his knuckles. They stopped in their tracks, and stared at Zeuzachu Pi’s most deranged servant. His bazooka was pointed directly at Drake’s neck. He seemed bent on killing Drake. He straightened his posture and brought himself to his full height. Drake felt Mew stiffen next to him, and Drake tried to give him a reassuring tug of the hand, but his hands were balled into fists. Drake stared back at Darkfox, but the vulpine disaster was not looking at Drake for once. He had set his bazooka down at his hip, and was looking at Mew.
“What’s u-up with y-you’re f-f-friend?” Darkfox stuttered, still staring at Mew. Drake and Ike turned in unison at Mew, and he was glowing. His body was erupting with sparks, and his eyes were glowing blue. He was in his most powerful mode, the one they had seen in Viridian City.
“LET ME DEAL WITH HIM. HE’LL RUIN THE MISSION IF HE TRIES TO BATTLE US. GO, I’LL BATTLE HIM.” Mew boomed in a powerful voice. Darkfox seemed to be quivering more than usual, but stopped. He cracked his neck, and stared fiercely at the group.
“Y-yes, say y-your final goodbyes to y-your precious f-friend.” Darkfox stated in an excited voice. Drake turned to his best friend, and was about to say something, but Mew said simply, “GO, YOU’VE WASTED ENOUGH TIME ALREADY!” and Drake ran forward with Ike beside him. Drake grabbed one handle and Ike grabbed the other. A blast of light shot over their heads from Darkfox’s bazooka, and the two run into the king’s chamber, the sounds of two equally powerful beings talking to each other coming from the entrance hallway. The two took a deep breath, and turned to face the room.
There was a purple carpet stretching across the room, and dozens of chandeliers were hung above them, all shining with purple candles. There were paintings of Zeuzachu Pi in his hood commanding armies, and blasts of Void. Where there wasn’t a carpet, there were tiles with moons and suns on them. And in the very center of the room, stood a silver throne, and it’s occupant was the dictator of Chaos. The stuff of nightmares of children all over Nintendo. The master of Chaos.
“WELL… LOOKS LIKE WE FINALLY GET TO MEET.” Zeuzachu Pi thundered, his arms folded, his red glowing eyes staring down at the two heroes.
“F-finally… I get to deal a d-deadly shot to Team D-Drake.” Darkfox whispered, staring at the legendary creature.
“YOU WILL NO LONGER HARM OUR GROUP.” Mew roared at Darkfox. Darkfox scoffed.
“We’ll see about that.”
Darkfox raised his bazooka, aiming it at Mew’s chest. Mew readied an Aura Sphere between his two paws.
Both stared, ready to fight to the death.
“So, we’ve been blocked off. Looks like I’ll have to take care of you.”
Crenulas was stock still, pointing his wand at them. Wario, Blathers, Lucas, Charizard, and Zora Dude were staring at the wizard, apprehensively stealing glances at each other.
“Don’t make a move until I say.” Wario breathed, looking terrified.
The group put their hands behind their backs, grasping their weapon. Zora Dude had grasped his bow and arrow very tightly.
“When’s that?” Blathers quietly hooted.
“NOW!” Wario shouted, running forward, followed by his group.
It was the beginning of the end.
Last edited by Sven; June 28th, 2012 at 07:51 PM.
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