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Super Smash Tournament of Power Chapter Four

***Please Note this is a Fan Fic. I do not own the copyright to any of the licensed characters or properties. This is simply for fun. Opening video is animated by Shiya Moegin***

Meta Knight

I knew the moment I awakened that this would be no ordinary battle. I’ve fought alongside Kirby and King DeDeDe countless times against incredibly powerful enemies. Without having faced him yet, I know that strange being is stronger than any foe I’ve faced, stronger than the Master Hand, Tabuu, Galeem, all of them.

Yet I must risk fighting it if my dimension is to survive.

The others have departed now, gone to take their positions on the arena below. Only Dark Pit remains, his back turned to me as he stares at the warriors gathering on the battlefield.

“You’re not planning on helping them, are you?” Dark Pit turns to face me, a stern expression on his face. “I should go inform Ganondorf right now that you plan to double cross him during the tournament.”

Reflexively, I take a step back, nearly brandishing my sword before stopping myself. No, now isn’t the time to fight. I may get disqualified if I attack him now. Besides, he didn’t seem as if he was interested in helping Ganondorf at first. I may be able to persuade him to my side.

“You are not like the others,” I say. “You won’t knock Pit out of the arena.”

“Let’s get one thing straight, Bat-Gum,” Dark Pit says. “I’m the original Pit. He’s an imposter, and I will knock him out of the ring.”

I shake my head. He can’t seriously be planning that after finding out the rules of the tournament. “You’d be down a fighter. Every universe needs all the help it can get. Some dimensions have nearly ten fighters each. Several more only have one. You’d really put yourself at a disadvantage?”

Dark Pit folds his arms and sneers. “I don’t need a team. I work alone.”

I walk past him, staring down at the arena. Nearly every fighter is now taking their positions. Most are staying close to others from the same dimension. As I feared, those who are the only representatives of their world are at an extreme disadvantage.

I turn to face Dark Pit again. “Your pride will be your downfall.”  

Dark Pit’s arms remain folded, and his sneer remains. “The only one of us who needs to worry about a downfall is you. You don’t think I know what you’re planning?”

“I’m planning for our survival,” I say. “For the survival of all our dimensions.”

Dark Pit chuckles and points a finger at me.  

“You’re gonna try to stop the tournament,” he says. “You’re gonna try to fight that thing that brought us here. And you’re even more stupid than I thought you were.”

I maintain a neutral expression, but his deduction is incredible! How did he figure out what I’m planning already?

“It was smart of you to send Sonic to relay the message to the heroes,” Dark Pit says, “but it’s useless. You saw what happened just now. It’s all about survival, and that weird shadow kid is stronger than anything we’ve ever faced before.”

I nod. He’s exactly right, but I have to try. I have to find a way to save all of our dimensions and give all of us a fair chance at survival, not just those of us lucky to have several representatives.

“We’ve faced strong enemies before,” I say.

“Yeah, but we haven’t faced an enemy who can erase entire dimensions in the blink of an eye.”

Dark Pit glowers at me, but I have nothing to say as a rebuttal. Even beings like Tabuu and Galeem were able to defeat us all at once with little effort, though we were able to defeat them in the end. Just like them, this shadow child has a weak point. I simply have to find out what that is.

“You’re better off picking a dimension to take everyone to,” Dark Pit says. “Personally, I wouldn’t mind living in Hyrule, but it doesn’t seem like it’s someone like Mario’s style. Or Kirby.”

The thought has occurred to me, to join a dimension with a larger roster of battlers and flee with them, but part of me knows it’s all too simple.

“Do you really think that shadow child will allow something like that?” I ask. “The entire purpose of this tournament is for us to turn against each other in the end. What do you think will happen if we refuse to do so without defeating it first?”

Dark Pit shrugs, folding his arms behind his head. “In the end, I’m gonna complete my mission and find a way to survive all of this. You’d better do the same.”

He unfurls his wings and leaps from the ledge, gliding down to the arena below. I stare down at him as he lands, watching as he takes a confident pose in front of the others. He didn’t say he planned on winning, just that he plans on surviving. Maybe he knows this isn’t a battle any of us can win.

Still, I will not allow anyone’s dimension to be destroyed.

7 minutes until the tournament begins.

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