Private/Closed Bootleg Bros: Melee

[Shen: King of Digimon]

The bells rang as the horns sounded, confetti exploding down from above as the platform Gunvolt was on began to hit out of the arena, rising up into the air.

“And we have a winner folks! With winner of Bootleg Bro’s Melee is none other than our Yellow haired edgy protag, The blue bruiser, Azure Striker, Gunvolt!”

Master hand blasted this over the speakers. The spotlights shown on him and the winner of the tournament, the torches going out in the colosseum.

“Now we all know what comes next...the wish. Anything you can possibly think of! All of this at the finger tips of our contestant. Crazy Hand! Bring forth the Central Nexus!”

Crazy hand snapped all of his bones in his hand, as opposed to simply snapping his fingers, bringing forth a device. The device appeared to have 7 multicolored keys placed in an circular formation formation around the Octogonal device. It was four feet tall and had ancient inscriptions written all along it. The device floated over to Gunvolt, pulsating with the same frequency as his heart rate.

“Now Gunvolt. Make your wish. The multiverse is at your beckon call...”

*Thump*

*Thump*

*Thump*

 

[ArmedBlue]

The platform suddenly rising up took Gunvolt by surprise, looking down at the stadium, now much smaller from his point of view. He heard Master Hand talk, bringing forth some strange device he called the "Central Nexus". It pulsated constantly, resonating with the Azure Striker. He could feel its otherworldly power from where he stood, the ancient writing on it making the device even more mysterious. But it wasn't time to think about that, it was time to get his wish granted, the one he fought so hard for.

He glanced down once again at the stadium, giving Joker a smile even though he couldn't see him. His attention back at the Central Nexus and both Master Hand and Crazy Hand, he took a deep breath.

"I wish... for all those in this tournament with a good heart to get their wish granted."

 

[ThAtGuY101]

*snoooooooooooore* "No Sonya... Don't touch that." Johnny muttered to himself midsleep. As he woke up he heard popping sounds, "The hell is making all that racket? It's 2am... Wait... No it isn't. IIIIII'm still at that tournament thing..." Johnny said looking around realizing he was still sitting in the stands. The fight seemed to be over. A blonde boy had won. "Huh... fights over? That was quick. Now what?" Johnny said.

 

[The Alright Attorney]

Joker smiled softly as Gunvolt was given the title of winner, clapping as he heard his final opponent keep his promise and the wish they decided on together was spoken. Joker glanced up at Master Hand. "Surely that's in your power, correct?" He asked curiously. The Phantom Thief wasn't even sure if the hand could actually pull this off, even with all the reality bending power it seemed to have.

 

[Shen: King of Digimon]

“Ha... nice joke. But you can’t possibly expect the device to be able to handle the capacity of THAT many wishes, no? It was designed to handle one-“

Suddenly, the Central nexus began to rumble. The keys glowing with otherworldly light. Master hand seemed caught off guard. His demeanor shifting from scolding condescending to a panicked one. He bashed his fist against the pillar Gunvolt stood on, the entire thing cracking.

“WHAT DID YOU DO?!? You couldn’t have just have made one of your pathetic wishes, could you?! Even I don’t know what’s going to happen next!”

*Whirrrrr...*

The machine seemed to run into difficulty, rattling and rising into the air on it’s own accord. The keys began to float out of the Machine, energy build up surging around them. Without provocation, energy bolts of different colors began to strike at random. One struck a pillar, utterly vaporizing it, another striking a tree, turning it into a massive pile of sweets. It was trying to grant everyone’s wishes at the same time!

It rattled, jerking to the left and right, the keys rumbling in place as if they were going to break any second. Suddenly, a massive crack appeared in the sky, tearing open as soon as it was formed. Holes in reality startled to spike everywhere, the dimension feeling as if it were stretching an breaking down. Master hand himself began to contort and scream, shattering into a pile of rare candies.

Crazy hand exploded into a plume of cash and coins, the two hands seeming to die here and now. The main screen in the center of the plaza snapped in half, the very ground everyone standing in shattering into a million pieces! The pieces and the characters that once stood on them began to fall upwards, soaring right into the sky!

The void was quick to swallow each and every fighter up, the Central Nexus itself being cast up into the void as well. Soon after this, the keys blasted out into several different directions, breaking and utterly destroying the entire realm the tourney had taken place!

...What happened...?

Where did the fighters go...?



To be continued in:

Bootleg Bros Brawl!