Chapter 5: Eclipse of Sin

[sasukess]

[Castle Town]
[Voltage, Genesis]

(OOC: Actually Maxi Eiron did post as Mewtwo)

Voltage ignored Genesis as he trained. He was focusing his eyes on a figure that was slowly coming to them. Was it an enemy or a friend? Is he powerful? These thoughts ran through his head as the figure grew and grew and it came closer. Just then Genesis spoke.

"Voltage...we're not alone."

Voltage had to remind himself that Genesis was a human, super or not. His senses were still nothing compared to Voltage's. "I know Genesis."

The figure slowly fell onto the roof and right after it landed, Voltage asked him, "Who are you?"

[Drake Mitibuki]

[Twinleaf Forest]
[ Viola, Hazel, Drake, Kin, Snake, Draft]

Draft chuckled and laughed. The SSS, where quite a bunch. Able to resist Geass, they were no joke in the least. He motioned his finger and the two Drake's and the other Draft walked. "Till next time, Kin." Draft said pulling back. He turned the corner of the ship along with the others and they disappeared, vanished. The Draft and Drake outside vanished completely, fading away into nothing. Today's objective was complete, no need with senseless violence it seemed.

[Soul Sanctuary]
[ Drake and Draft]

Moments later Draft and Drake both entered SS. Walked it's jeweled walls he stretched out and said, his words lulled by a great sigh of relief. "Time to get remodeling!" Draft yelled out walking through his new home.

[TryMe]

[Twinleaf Forest]
[Viola, Hazel, Drake, Kin, Snake, Draft]

Hazel sat alone, attempting to understand what all had happened, the rain did nothing to help with her sorrow. "And I just sat there and watched..." she mumbled and got to her feet. She shut her eyes tight, forcing the tears from her eyes. "Not this time," she said much louder and glanced up. She lifted her arms towards the sky, keeping her head facing the ground to avoid getting rain in her eyes. Raindrops began to twist into her palms. She lowered her arms as she restored her water supply and smiled. "I love the rain," she said before dashing off towards where the rest of group had been.

(OOC: i iz finally posting! kinda short tho)

[Rorschach]

[Trinity]
[Subspace]

"Where are you?"

"I need help!"

"He will kill us all!"

"BROTHER!"

That was the last I saw of him, the blue figure. I must have been dreaming because I had no memory of where I was. I could only see this.



I turned around to see a magnificent looking field, with wildlife running around. I also noticed demonic looking figures that I couldn't quite identify. Was it the Sith? Has Vader put me on one of his slave planets in the galaxy? Nooo. This place was too beautiful and full of wildlife to be a slave planet. I put my hand on my side so see my light saber wasn't by my side. I had no form of protection.

I looked over to my left to see the demonic figure lurking about.



He didn't seem to notice my presence so I decided to steal his sword. As I put my hood over my head covering my eyes, or at least to the enemy, I slowly walked over.I used my force to pull the opponent towards me(force grab). The demon struggled its way but it couldn't handle the pressure anymore and it gave out. I then stretched my finger aiming in his direction having my thunder paralyze him momentarily. Then I took his sword, pressed my hands on his immobile stomach and pushed him into the river. I studied my prize for a moment.



I sit by a tree to shade myself from the intense rays of the sun. Why is there one sun anyways? Suddenly I hear panting. I take a peak to see a man on the opposite side of the tree looking dead. No, his eyes are open and I can hear deep breathing. Hes alive. So I decide to walk back to the river. I began floating in the air charging up electricity and when it was ready, I shot it all into the river cooking all of the fish occupying the water. Then I use my force to grab the fish. I walk back to the man and drop 30 cooked fish in front of him.

"Dig in," is all I could manage to say.

[serraskai]

[Allard Liao]
[Near Hyrule]

Allard didn't even move for a few moments as he allowed the situation to settle over him. He grabbed one fish as he sat up, then bit into it without thinking. He should have done something about the scales, but he was too pleased to actually have food to complain about something like that now.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=qY4Q3ajZ8ks&feature=related
[Super Mario RPG: Rose town]

After devouring the first fish, the young boy picked out a second. He was halfway through it when before he even looked at the one who had brought him the tasty morsels.

He wiped his mouth, the politely rested his hands in his lap and asked "Who are you, quinteff?" before taking another couple of chomps off the fish. Quite frankly, it didn't matter to Allard who the person was. They had fed him, and they weren't trying to kill him yet. That alone was a plus, and if he kept up with it, they wouldn't ever even try to kill him. The thought brought a beeming smile to his face that he erased as soon as he noticed he was wearing it.

[bobsnicket]

(OOC: Roxas, could you please reduce the size of that forest picture? It's stretching my screen... )

[Eiron, Snicket, Falcon, Yoshi, Sour, ect.]
{Fallen Angel Castle, Hell}

Snicket looked over and noticed that Eiron looked rather uncomfortable riding on the rhinoceros. He grinned. "Always use a saddle, my friend," he said, patting the red saddle on Yoshi's back as they navigated away from the Black Knight's nobly executed barrier of flames, making their way to the first flight of stairs. No longer hindered by the raging demon throngs, in a matter of seconds they had reached the base of the staircase.

His Smash Orb vibrating, Bob indicated to Yoshi for him to come to a halt with a light tug to the left and backwards on the back of the dinosaur's neck. Compliantly, his old friend swerved around and planted his red boots firmly on the red-carpeted stone. Eiron followed suit, as ascending stairs on a quadrupedal beast would be nigh on the impossible.

Receiving first the message from Kin requesting medical aid, and shortly thereafter the follow-up dispatch from Snake belaying the previous request, Snicket responded, "Very well, then. Come when you can," and stowed his communicator away once again.

Meanwhile, Bob's imaginative army had, unfortunately, reached its limit of duration. The elves and creatures of his Final Smash evaporated into glittering gold dust, their work finished, for whatever demons remained in the castle were held long at bay by the Black Knight's efforts. Nevertheless, the entrance chamber was brought into a much darker, rather gloomy, lonely state to the boy, for now there was a large empty space in the hallway which left him, Eiron, and the few others with him the only SSS in the building.

And then, as if in answer to that thought, the main doors burst open, and in flowed many of the Forumers and Brawlers, or Smashers to put in one term, which Snicket had called for. Each of them looked and acted determined, unified, and valiant, just like the Smash Saviors should, Bob thought. There was Dobs and Toran, left without errand after the Black Knight departed. Mario and Luigi, brothers and heroes mustachioed alike. Princesses Peach and Zelda, maidens of charm and magic. Donkey and Diddy Kong, primates of perseverent purpose. Wario and King Dedede, often the corpulent seekers of personal gain, but when the time called for it, able to play their part in attaining peace just as well as the rest. The Hero of Time, Link, and his younger incarnation, Toon Link, garbed in green and filled with the Triforce of Courage. Samus Aran, bounty hunter intent on fulfilling her most important mission yet. Pit, angelic youth who had fought with the Brawlers from the very beginning, since the trophy of Mario first landed in the clouds and he had been commissioned by his goddess Palutena to render aid. The Ice Climbers and R.O.B, two old-timers who fought with ice and laser and were also extremely loyal to the cause of good. Kirby and Meta Knight, Star Warriors who had faced galactic threats before, but never on quite this magnitude as pertaining to the ultimate destruction of their universe. Captain Olimar, accompanied by his multicolored associates the Pikmin. Fox McCloud, Falco Lombardi, and Wolf O'Donnell, the fighter pilots of Lylat, armed with individually unique blasters and reflectors. Pikachu, Pichu, Jigglypuff, and Lucario, Pokemon whose very instincts drew them to stop the looming tragedy bubbling up in this godforsaken place. Pokemon Trainer, releasing all three of his companions, Squirtle, Ivysaur, and Charizard, who would follow him to the end, to their deaths if he required it. Marth, Roy, and Ike, swordsmen who wielded their blades fearlessly in defense of their lands and peoples. Ness and Lucas, their childlike minds enlivened and energized, ready to use their PSI to stop Crehavos's race to Armageddon in any means possible. Mr. Game & Watch, a dimensional outcast who nonetheless felt as if with his turtle, fire extinquisher, and judgement hammer, it was his own flesh and blood for whom he was fighting, despite the fact that in actuality he possessed neither. And finally, Sonic the Hedgehog, perhaps one of the most foreign of all the Brawlers, yet was fully devoted to contributing his insurmountable speed to the Hell Lord's final downfall. The Heaven Society and the Hands were still out with Zel's forces, combating the neverending onslaught of infernal minions, although Ice Hand was making progress in sealing the rifts in the plain.

There were perhaps other Forumers among them who Snicket either didn't recognize or didn't have time to. For he realized then that one of their number was not at the staircase with them, neither was he vanquishing the last of the demons. He scanned the hallway meticulously, recalling the black figure which had redeemed him from the fatal sting of the centipede-like demon....

And there he was on the ground, some twenty yards behind their current position. Snicket's eyes shimmered with inner sorrow, for Taishi had been a longtime friend to him in this world, saved him on multiple occasions, and a considerable aid to the SSS, having located the colored Orbs which had opened more than one of the floors of the old HQ, without which he would never have seen the library, or met Madame Clairvoya. And now here, in the deepest and darkest of places, he had made one last sacrifice. The rogue Yoshi had long been banished by his tribe for a consecutive record of minor crimes such as stealing fruit, but surely the redeeming qualities he had proven to possess would land him in a kingdom much better than this in the life to come.

But he could not show weakness right now, for now was the moment of their last stand, when they would see if the Super Smash Saviors truly had what it took to overcome any enemy, even an immortal one. And since he had come to the knowledge that his idea had failed, he was no longer sure if this was true.

Snicket signaled to the SSS down the hallway. "This way!" He turned to Eiron. "I believe we will have to continue on foot from here." He dismounted Yoshi, as did Eiron with the rhino. Then, without further ado, they proceeded up the winding staircase.

As it turned out, Crehavos had packed his fortress with demons like a pinata full to the brim with candy.

"You would think Sovaherc would at least have taken care of these as he went up the castle," Yoshi groaned.

Bob shook his head. "They feared Sovaherc like fire fears water. But us..." He gestured toward the second floor hallway, which was jam packed with all sorts of insidious creatures itching for their blood. "...well, I guess that's a different story."

But before the demons charged on the SSS, a solitary figure stepped out of the mass toward them. It appeared to be Link. But the look on his face didn't look natural for the Hero of Time.

"Wait, what?" King Dedede said, confused. "Link? What the flippin' burger paste is goin' on here?"

"Heh," the Link before them responded darkly, "Take a closer look."

As they peered at the supposed Brawler before them, even though the real one was in their midst, Bob's eyes narrowed, realizing what this was. And sure enough, before their eyes, the green tunic and clothes molted off, including the skin, revealing the black replica underneath. Dark Link's eyes glowed a disturbing red.



"Your journey ends here, Saviors."

Snicket's mind filled with the memory of the fight atop Smashbro's school bus, in which he had found that his opponent was not the real Link, but in fact a doppleganger who had turned out to be the original source of the discontent between the Forumers and Brawlers of the SSS. Bob felt great anger stir within him. This evil thing had cause much pain within their organization, not to mention having stabbed him through the shoulder and left him to die during that fateful tournament match.

Falco snickered. "Don't you think we've blasted through millions of Crehavos's scum already? What makes you think you'll hold us for more than a few seconds?"

"Because," Dark Link replied, "I have a new friend for you to meet."

From behind him, a small yellow figure appeared, looking innocent and cheerful.

"Pichu?" Lucario asked, equally discombobulated. The aura Pokemon looked to his left to see Pichu again next to him.

But then, just like his sword-wielding predecessor, the Pichu before them underwent a great change.



In a very uncharacteristically deep, overlord-like voice, he spoke. "I...AM DARK PICHU! Muahahahaaaa!!!"

Several of the Brawlers facepalmed.

"Oh, God," Snicket muttered.

[Rorschach]

[Trinity, Allard]
[Near Hyrule]

Trinity felt compassion, relief for helping this boy, shes didn't want another innocent being to die. As the boy wiped his mouth and politely rested his hands on his lap, he asked "Who are you, quinteff?" before taking another couple of chomps off the fish.

Trinity trusted the boy but not to the point of giving out her name. she noticed a beaming smile coming from his face and she sat down across from him. The smile had instantly disappeared as he realized he had the huge smile. Trinity chuckled at the this change of heart. She also knew they had to stick together in order to survive.

"Call me Brenda," Trinity lied as she smiled politely to avoid suspicion. She tried to quickly gain trust from this boy, age regardless, she needed a partner.

"Since were alone, we might as well work together right?" She asked as grabbed a fish and took a bite realizing that she was starving. She also needed someone to partner with for survival in this world. "You never know who is...watching right?"

[serraskai]

[Near Hyrule]
[Allard, Trinity]

Brenda. It may be a fake name, but it may be her real name. Allard was never excellent at reading people, so hehad no means of telling. She was right about people watching, but she sounded a little paranoid, even to Allard.

Nevertheless, this person hadn't shown any reason that she might be hostile towards Allard, she'd even saved him. An alliance of convenience? The thought occured to Allard, and he considered it heavily. It was possible, likely even, but-- whatever. He'd risk it.

"Aff. I guess you never really know if someone is around." His meek voice almost not even carrying over to the other person. Not that it really mattered, he was sure they would get his meaning either way.

For a moment, he considered telling his new companion about his poison powers, or even his real name. But on second thought, she may recognize it, or scorn him for either one, so he decided against it.

Taking a small bite of fish, he considered the name to pass of as his, finally deciding on one to say. "My name is.... Kahmul. Kahmul Morannon."

[Rorschach]

[Trinity, Kahmul]
[nearby Hyrule]

Trinity was shocked at her new partner's name. "Kahmul Morramon" was a very unique name, nothing she had ever heard on Voth, or even while serving the empire before...

"So whats a small..." Trinity ended her sentence not wanting to step across the red line. She knew that she shouldn't bring up anything that would emotionally hurt the boy so she changed her sentence.

"So whats a small boy like you doing eating so much fish?" Trinity asked peacefully, assuring that her question wouldn't offend or hurt her partner.

[Sour, Snicket, Kaemon, Eiron, etc]
[Fallen Angel Castle, Hell]
OOC: someone tell me if Paragraph 3 is godmod

As Sour caught up with the group, him and Kaemon traversed up the stairs to notice they were stuck behind what appeared to be many legendary Nintendo fighters. Sour became excited like a school girl and began slimming his way through the group, shaking hands with many fighters along the way.

"Hi i'm Sour, no need to explain who you are!" Sour said excitedly as he shook a confused DK's hand. DK looked at Diddy and gave his signature confused gesture.(down taunt for those who didn't understand) Sour also shook the hand of Ike excitedly until Ike spat "Prepare yourself" pointing out the large horde of demons lead by Dark Link and Dark Pikachu. Sour held in his laugh once he looked at Dark Pichu but the entire stairway echoed loud laughter expressed as "HA!". Dark Pichu frowned at Sour's lack of discipline as it signaled for its grunts and followers to attack.

As crowds of Demons began running forward, the SSS began to charge also, heroes of the past and of recent history charging alongside the SSS. Sour couldn't help but witness DK flatten a demon with his gargantuan hands as if the enemies were flies. Backing up DK was diddy, shooting peanuts as air support holding his peanut guns steadily. Sour also witnessed Marth swiftly slicing his opponents with different colors at the end of each stroke. Sour pulled out his staff and alongside Kaemon who had pulled out his twin swords, eager to assist his best friend in battle until he noticed a green fireball fly past him. Sour sprinted through the crowds, jabbing devils and demons in the face as he finally met up with Luigi, who kept the introduction short by sending a devil flying with his 2 fingers.(forward smash if you didn't know) Sour continued fighting until a small twister of black wind held together by the gale boomerang had pulled him towards dark Link who finished his combo with a knee to the stomach.

"A test of wind eh?" Sour asked delighted to see another wind user, oblivious to the fact that Link has one move that affects wind. "Well Come on!"

[serraskai]

[Allard, Trinity]
[Near Hyrule]

"So whats a small boy like you doing eating so much fish?" Trinity asked peacefully, assuring that her question wouldn't offend or hurt her partner.

Allard considered the question carefully, picking at it as though it were the same as the fish he ate. Finally, he came up with a suitable answer for her. "Aff, I haven't eaten since..." his voice trailed off. He brought his pale hand up and began counting. He counted the numbers in his head, bobbing his head as he did so. Every bob had a corresponding number, which in turn matched the raised a fingers of each hand. Finally, when he reached nine, he looked at Brenda again. "Nine days ago." He said softly. He wasn't sure if that was accurate or not, but it sounded closer to right than nine weeks would have.

[The city of Karna]
[Millica Kerensky]

Millica stood atop the watchtower, peering out into the open plains that surrounded her home. In thirty years she had only heard stories of life outside Karna, but never experienced it for herself.

She bit her bottom lip, unnerved by the situation. But she needed to prove her worth to the elders of her clan, and this was the bast way to do it. So, with a deep breath, she dropped her bag on the other side of the wall the watchtower was connected to. After doing so, she climbed down to the wall itself, then to the streets below. She walked calmly to the city gates.

She stood outside them for a short while, worried the guards would recognize her, inform her family and stop her from leaving. She was surprised when she passed through the gates with no trouble. She ventured to the spot where she'd dropped her bag, and upon checking it discovered her armor, weapon, various belongings and crown were unharmed. Slinging it over her shoulder, she started out into the plains. Hyrule was only a days from where she was, and since Allard had always been interested in that place (why had always been beyond her) so she figured he may be there, and if not it was a good first place to look.

[Dobs]

[Eiron, Snicket, Falcon, Yoshi, Sour, Dobs, Toran, other SSS.]
{Fallen Angel Castle, Hell}
(During Snicket's Post)

Dobs and Toran waited at the stairwell of Fallen Angel Castle; waiting for their friends whom they saw just over the horizon. They sat rather awkwardly for several minutes. How does one strike up conversation with a souped up toaster? In Hell? Dobs shuffled small mounds of sand around on the floor with his feet as Toran stared out into the distance to see who would be meeting them.

"I recognize Eiron," stated Toran, "He is riding a creature which I have have not yet seen. He appears to be rather uncomfortable."

"Speaking of which," Dobs changed positions sitting. He then cleared his throat, "Thanks," Toran looked confused, "for earlier. You really saved my ass."

"Gratitude noted," stated Toran.

"Really," repeated Dobs, "Thank you." Toran nodded and continued to gaze at the horizon. For such an advanced robot thing, the thing has the emotional capacity of a teaspoon.

Finally, after what had felt like an eternity, Snicket, Eiron, and their party arrived at the base of the castle. Dobs jumped up to greet his companions with great zeal in the hopes for some sort of normal social interaction!

"Where have you guys been!?" asked Dobs.

"Black Knight" replied Eiron.

"Ah," said Dobs, "Us too." His companions looked confused, so he continued, "About 9 seconds after we passed through the portal to Hell from Skytown, I was knocked unconscious by a rather large and unwieldy boulder. Apparantly, this Dark Knight had attacked Toran and I right from the get-go, but I never saw him. Toran held him off for a while until he just... got up and left? Right Toran?"

"Yes."

"I guess he had someone more important to kill," Dobs clapped his hands together and took a deep breath, "So! Let's go kill ourselves in an attempt to destroy an immortal Hell Lord, shall we?"

Dobs followed the party up through the Castle until they were confronted by Dark Link, and a particularly nasty midevil Pichu with a lust for blood and an eager need to prove his superiority...

[Cell]

[Fallen Angel Castle]

Crehavos had again blocked and dominated the evil kings with effortless swings and leaps, genuine sensation of refinement in every step, as a new sound had coursed its way over the clashing ruckus of the brawl. A voice, familiar to the dark lord, but the emotion behind it was unlike any that he had ever expected to emit from this individual–a murderous desire for bloodshed. The demon snarled internally at this unwanted and frankly unnecessary interference, ready to send this fool away at first chance.

“Need some help?” Steele asked casually as Crehavos narrowly evaded Bowser’s lungful of inferno.

“Why are you asking me,” Crehavos began as he threw a flaming blitz in the advancing Ganondorf’s face, “whilst endangering yourself by not minding my orders!?”

Steele’s smug expression all but deteriorated with the harsh reply, frustration building underneath the surface like a volcano readying itself to erupt in unrivaled vehemence. Constantly, he had taken the backseat to Crehavos’ commanding forces, treated as if he were nothing more than a rusty tool; a useless instrument only needed when it was absolutely essential. He was far more worthy than Crehavos even regarded him, too caught up in his own evil to notice what he had. Well no more.

“Idiot boy! Do you hear me?!” the combating hellion shrieked, nearing a hysteria, “Go! Slaughter the Saviors in the name of Daemn! Bring forth the darkness to consume every, and all source of defiance!”

Steele did not move, his eyes fiery and mouth quivering with every word that preceded his master’s violence. It was taking every ounce of self control in his body to not attack the tyrant, let alone scream his outright detest of being treated like a filthy mongrel that was kicked and slapped for any ounce of free thought or manner. However, rage exploded with the force of a nuclear warhead, as Crehavos snapped towards Steele’s direction; his energy shoving his two traitorous commanders into the opposing walls as he roared at the silent boy that suddenly looked very small—child-like almost.

“I COMMAND EXECUTION! KILL THEM, YOU WORHTLESS BOY!” bellowed Crehavos. Cracks spread across the marble floor like lightening, a cavernous fissure splitting the floor between Steele’s feet.

The boy couldn’t do it—not now. He was beyond furious, yes, but so was Crehavos; unlike ever before. Never had the demon lashed out like that to anyone. In the past, he usually addressed his commanders with a delicate ease. They obeyed without question, flocking to satisfy his will of conquest or assassination. Something about the quietness of the villain always restrained them from doubting his authority . . .

Crehavos seemed to be struggling to maintain control of his emotion, trying very earnestly to let his rage simmer and cool. It was shameful for his emotions to overcome him, but he wouldn’t let it stop him from getting what he needed to be done. No longer manic, but still very much livid and cold, he addressed Steele again. “Hurry, you fool. . . the Eclipse has almost risen!”

Dumbfounded by the mention of an eclipse, he was tempted to ask, but could not. He had to obey for the moment. He had no choice, not if he wanted to stay alive. He didn’t care anymore if Crehavos won or lost this war—he reckoned he just wanted out as it is. Steele turned on heel, and darted out of the broken chamber, away from this abuse; away from the fiend that haunted them all.

Ganondorf and Bowser both emerged from the rubble, looking rather disheveled after that last assault of demonic might. The Koopa King was holding his head, burdened by what appeared to be an agonizing headache from his collision with the chamber barricade, whilst his Gerudo partner simply brushed the dust off of his ragged cape; as a whole, appearing relatively unharmed. Ganondorf, though still quite as calm as ever, had a twinge of curiosity in his features. His brow was furrowed in an unspoken confusion, his mouth knotted into a griming frown. The topaz eyes met Crehavos’ discolored ones, the Lord of Hell smirking at what he had gathered from this overall befuddled expression.

“Something troubling you, Ganondorf?” said Crehavos with a tone of amusement dancing on the edge of every word.

“Eclipse,” the Gerudo stated solely. “What Eclipse do you speak of?”

Bowser turned to Ganondorf, his vicious face twitching. Angrily, he snarled, ”No more talking! I want him DEAD!”

“Be quiet, you imbecile!” barked Ganondorf, face never shifting away from the tyrant before him.

Crehavos let out a faint chuckle, suddenly turning to gaze at the luminescent turquoise moon dangling in the eternally night sky. “The Eclipse of Sin,” he began, “is an ancient occurrence that happens only once every few millennia or so. When I created this realm, I spellbound a sun to rise on a set date—the 1st of May.

“As I’m sure you both have noticed with your near decade venturing in and out of this realm, it always appears to be in the hours of dusk. No daylight ever shines in this place, except on the day of the Eclipse. The day of the Red Sun.

“Bringing daylight into this realm cursed us all. To put it gently . . . there are just some places that light mustn’t be . . .“ Crehavos was facing them again, demeanor very grave. He began steadily lifting off of the ground, to hang like a ragdoll in the opening of the broken wall; the cerulean moon in view. He spoke again, “I fail to see meaning in this existence, and now . . .”

As if on cue, on the halting of his words, there in the distance, dim crimson radiance was leaking over the jagged horizon of Hell. Crehavos looked almost dead, unmoving, suspended in mid-air. He might’ve been mistaken as such if he did not end his previous articulation; when his motives became clear at last.

“I seek to end it.”

[Rorschach]

OOC: Can't do much until I get an approval from Serras to move on.

[Trinity, Allard]
[Near Hyrule]

"Nine days ago." He said softly.

Trinity could tell he was malnourished, he looked skinny to the bone. She handed him another fish and decided to go for the question she was going to ask before.

"So why are you here all by yourself anyways?" Trinity asked as she took a bite out of a fish, counting the amount of fish left with her fingers.

[bobsnicket]

[Eiron, Snicket, Falcon, Yoshi, Sour, Dobs, Toran, other SSS.]
{Fallen Angel Castle, Hell}

The Demons clashed against the Saviors, never appearing to learn their lesson that they would be overrun like ants before a colony of Hercules Beetles. But engage they did, and the Brawlers and Forumers of the SSS were more than willing to make this simile a reality.

An annoyingly long paragraph could follow, describing how every single character combated their fiendish enemies, but not only was there so much action taking place that it would take pages and pages to describe the smallest part of it, but the author felt it in the best interest of both his time and the time of his fellow readers that they not be obliged to read through such an overly detailed chunk of writing. Therefore, the lines produced below shall be dedicated to the trial against the shocking foe known as Dark Pichu (no pun intended).

As Bob Snicket and Eiron led the SSS against the nefarious, devilish forces of Crehavos, he noticed peripherally that Sour had engaged Dark Link on the left side of the rather wide hallway, so he focused his attention on the petite yet fearsome mouse barring their way on the right.

"Prepare to die," Dark Pichu enunciated in his unnaturally deep, sinister tone. "You fools were too ignorant to notice the sudden change in sweet, innocent Pichu's behavior shortly before Crehavos took control." He turned his malicious gaze to his much nicer counterpart. "Every time you went off somewhere in the HQ to snack on Poke'food or train with your pathetic fellow Poke'mon, I conveniently snuck into the main body of Brawlers to take your place. Crehavos knew no one would ever suspect, for he knows all, and he sees all." He stared back at those directly before him, including Snicket. "And now, your ignorance and neglect will cost you dearly. I WILL DESTROY YOU ALL!!!"

Dark Pichu's cheeks began to spark with what appeared to be black electricity, but even as he prepared to fight, Snicket's mind was elsewhere. He did recall multiple instances back at the HQ when Pichu's vocal contributions had been rather odd....

*flashback*

SPOILER: Click to show

(SSS meeting, voting on whether to enter the black portal)

"Yes," Jigglypuff said unsurely, avoiding Link's gaze.

Link then turned to the next person.

"No," Lucario said. "It's far too dangerous..."

"No," Mewtwo agreed.

"No," Pikachu said.

"YES! LET'S GO SEND THOSE DEMONS TO A PLACE WORSE THAN HELL!!!" Pichu squealed. Other people gave him strange looks.


(SSS meeting, discussing tournament)

"But I say that enough time has been wasted," Gadd said. "That the good, poor people of our universe have waited long enough for its only remaining protectors to finally get their act together. I say that the only way to seal up this great dissent among ourselves is to do what should have been done long ago--to finish what was started but never completed. Only the result of this can lead to the end of the hatred and separation within the Super Smash Saviors."

"YEAH!" Pichu screamed, completely out of character. "BURN THE FORUMERS AT THE STAKE!!!"

Well, no wonder the Brawlers and the Forumers had issues with each other, Bob concluded to himself. Two of them were phonies.... Finally, he focused back on the matter at hand: Dark Pichu.

Twirling his hammer, Bob said, "Well, I would dispose of you with a broomstick, or a mouse trap, maybe, but all I have is this, so it'll have to do."

That, of course, did not bode well for the small demon rat's emotions, inflaming him with anger at the comments on his size. Just as Snicket intended.

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"You underestimate me at your own peril, boy!!" Dark Pichu bellowed, lunging at Snicket with a Skull Bash, black electricity surrounding his tiny figure.

Bob dived to the side to avoid being murdered by a mouse, and as the Skull Bash passed by, it only brushed the very end of his cloak. But a small bolt of black electricity leapt onto the fabric and rushed into him, shaking him with a searing pain which caused him to cry out, burning within him for several seconds as if every organ in his body were in flames. And that was only one bolt.

Unfortunately, Dark Pichu crashed into the Brawlers behind him, ramming both Ice Climbers at once and sending them flying backwards into the far wall. And the little demon didn't stop there. He proceeded to leap about with unbelievable speed like Yoda, KO'ing Jigglypuff, Wolf, and Donkey Kong with quick bursts of black lightning.

Then, a figure of exactly the same size as Dark Pichu slammed into it, the original Poke'mon indignant and upset at what his evil counterpart had done.

That in itself would have only moved the electric enemy back a couple feet, had two sais not at that moment slashed him further. Dobs Dortiem had pushed through a few other Brawlers and sliced forward, sending the evil mouse a good distance away. Which everyone wanted.

He's deadly, Bob thought as Dark Pichu stood back up on two tiny feet, enraged even further. Using my hammer at this point would be a costly mistake...we cannot fight him by normal means without a huge casualty rate.... He remembered way back at the Dojo, in the rp2 era, when Sakurai in one of his many training sessions (few of which Snicket actually attended, and then only in hiding, unseen by everyone else) had taught them that one of a fighter's greatest resources was the environment in which one fought. Using your surroundings to your advantage could very often win you the battle.

Well, Snicket pondered, absorbing a black Thunder Jolt with the rubber bottom of his boots, we're in a castle. Surrounded by a massive body of lava. An image flashed in his mind, the memory of Piranha Gohma, who had turned out to be more decent than a mouse, falling helplessly into the lava lake.

Then the idea came.

Suddenly, the boy author drew out his Switch Hook, releasing it at the miniature target. By some ridiculous stroke of luck, the hook made contact with the tiny, speedy Dark Pichu. After about a second, the two had swapped locations.

Confused, Dark Pichu momentarily delayed action to get his bearings on what had just occurred.

"Yoshi!" Bob called back from his enemy's previous spot. Yoshi had been standing right next to him, and was now closest to Dark Pichu. "Eat!"

Baffled, but trusting, the dinosaur nodded, and with one flick of his tongue, drew the dangerous rodent into his mouth, swallowing quickly to minimize the damage he took from the black sparks. With a pop, Dark Pichu came out the other end, now encased in a tight, green-spotted egg. It hopped up and down, shaking violently as if it would break at any second. Which, knowing Dark Pichu, it probably would.

"Peach!" the writer now called to the Mushroom princess. "Metal Box!"

Princess Peach, also confused at first, soon nodded as well. Reaching into the ground, she started pulling out turnips, one after the other. Flinging each item into the pressing crowd of demons, she also unearthed a Mr. Saturn, three Smoke Balls, five Bob-ombs, and an anaconda before finally pulling out the green cube with an exclamation mark that Bob had requested. Without further hesitation, she shoved the box into the egg, turning the casing from weak eggshell to thick metal. Now Dark Pichu wouldn't escape nearly as easily.

"Wario!" Snicket called out a third time. "Window!" He pointed at the nearest window which featured a beautiful stained-glass depiction of an angel having its limbs pulled off.

Wario shook his head up and down affirmatively, flexed his hands, rolled up his sleeves, and went over to the metal egg. He picked it up with little effort, his fattened biceps bulging, brought one hand back with the object on it, lifted his left foot for momentum, and with a great heave, hurled it into and through the glass, shattering it without qualms of any kind.

Dark Pichu shrieked with boiling rage as hot as the lava, which the capsule promptly plummeted into, melting through the metal casing and reaching its contents.

"Anyone up for rat stew?" Dedede commented, back inside the castle. "I don't mean to brag, but I make a mean shrink-rat stew."

Ness rolled his eyes. "You just quoted that from Shrek. I've watched it a thousand times."

Snicket, meanwhile, was gazing out the window down at where the egg had been consumed by the lake. "He was just 10,000 volts of fun, wasn't he?"

[ManOfSteele]

[Steele]
[Fallen Angel Castle]

Steele darted down off the hallway, he could still feel the inferno from Crehavos's rage burning through his mind, and raging through his ears. And yet, he did not care about Crehavos at all. He did not fear Crehavos, nor that he could kill him in an instant. He reflected momentarily on what had transpired.

Crehavos had blown up emotionally, but not like before. Crehavos had always had problems with his rage, but not like this. There was something deeper going on here, Steele bet it had something to do with the Orb sinking, or something to do about that Eclipse he had mentioned. Crehavos let his mouth slip at the last moment and told Steele something he shouldn't had.

Steele smirked as he realized Crehavos's true and single weekness that even his own double wasn't keen enough to exploit: His emotions were slipping. Best keep this to myself... He thought.

Again, Steele had been sent on the same task: Destroy the SSS intruders. In previous encounters with them, he barely made a dent in their forces. He intended to change that this time.