Ngh-- It doesn't- It doesn't matter what I was in your dumb world, because I'm a million times cooler! Kapiche?
So you say... but I believe you are far more afraid of losing what you have than you let on.
Will you can it already?! You know, you're about as much as a wise guy as the real deal himself!

Soul opens up the Space Orb from before, redirecting the previously taken projectile back at Butlertype, who merely absorbs it, gaining a large sum of energy.

Humblest gratitudes.
Oh, you think you're a brainiac, you stupid son of a gun, you CUNT, you...!

Butlertype flies away. Soul gives chase. Big Eye turns to Prototype.

Can... can he say that?
Sure he can. He's calling Butler a Crappy, Uninteresting, Nitwit Terrorist.

Be reborn out of my divine glory! For I have brought with me salvation and kindness which I spread upon you!... I am running out of articulate ways to say I am freeing you all from yourselves and your leader, so please, just--

A blunt force slams down on Butlertype, as he crashes and faceplants all the way down to where Team Prototype was standing. Quickly, he kicks himself back up, immediately seeing Team Prototype.

What have you done with the President!?
...Why should you know? I will only tell on the condition that you join forces with--

A transmission comes from Butlertype.

Hey, Butler! Did you hear that President Walter's been kidnapped?
...
...
...
...Butler?
...
Buuuut-ler~?
...
Yoo-hoo? Anyone there?
...
Huh. Either you're busy, or I probably picked the crappiest time possible. I'll just leave you to whatever you were doing.

The transmission ends.

...
...I am unaware of where he is.
Well, that's one question to scratch off of interrogation. Two if you include whatever that was.

Soul flies down to ground level. Butlertype catches sight of him.

Of course. The jester.
Buddy, with that beard of yours, I'm not sure you have any right to criticize the way I look.
No. In my world, you were literally the jester. All alone, your companions were severed from you, and your existence was solely dedicated to humoring the emperor.
WHAT.

No more talk time! Now fight time. Find dumb idiot hair man later.

Soul opens up the space in limbo, leading to the Earth. Soul jumps out. Team Prototype follow.

---

Soul lands after leaping out of the Space Orb, which closes as soon as the four behind him follow.

Now, how do we know where he is? He could be anywhere--
He's up there!

The quintet look up to see several white spheres of energy, collapse and damage the surrounding area. One of these spheres heads directly for the team, but Soul uses a Space Orb to remove it.

Finding him on the first try? TOTALLY not contrived.

Soul flies into the air.

...Should we help him?
He'll be fine. Probably. The guy writing this watches anime, we'll probably just stand back and make passive comments the entire time.

Soul and Prototype exchange looks.

You think it was..?
'Him'? As powerful as Walter is, it's not not impossible.

---

---

But he could also be using this as a method to confuse us even further. But even then, I doubt he'd let people know if he had access to Presi--
We GET it! You can THINK!
Hey, where'd that come from?
Sorry, okay? Is that what you want me to say?
Not especially, but your apology is appreciated.

Soul steps back from Team Prototype.

It's... It's just
It's Delta.
It's Delta.
I bet it's Delta.
? (Is it Delta?)

...You guys keep mentioning kidnapping, okay? I have the right to be on edge.

Prototype rests a hand on one of Soul's shoulders.

He'll be fine. As of now, there's no reason for him to be the source of any target.

---

Delta is kicked once in the shin, and then again directly in the torso, knocking him into a stone wall.

That's... not a question

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The hole in space behind Team Prototype and Soul closes. The five are surrounded by a pitch-black, endlessly spanning field of nothingness.

I like the décor. Adds a nice touch to this place. Fits with your personality, too.
Oh, har, har. If you like it, you can stay in this place forever.
S-so, do you send stuff here? Why isn't there anything here?
Because it wouldn't be very infinite if everything was in view.

As a circle which seems to lead somewhere to earth opens up in the midst of limbo, Junior once again emits beeping sounds. Soul facepalms, as everyone else looks towards Junior.

An alert? What is it?
...
...!!! (...The president's been kidnaped.)

---

...

The president and his limo driver are bound to an extremely advanced piece of machinery holding them by their arms, legs, and necks. Figures from all around surround them.

...
...

A figure teleports inside the room.

I got him, sir.
Good. I'll make sure the Council hears praise from you and your men. I'm not particularly fond of espionages, but this unpredictable universe made it necessary.
Y-you... where are we? What have you done to President Walter!?
You are not obliged any answer.
!?.... (Hmph. So they won't cough up information that easily.)
...

The flaring red figure walks up to Walter.

Oh, hoh. How cute. He's faking his wounds. He's so desperate to gain the trust of his people, he's pretending to get hurt!
I know who you are.
...

The red-tainted figure looks behind him, turning to the subordinates to his rear before back at Walter.

Of course you do. You know some version of the fairy tale. Some version of me. A name. An alibi, if you will.... but do you really think that means you know me?

The figure grabs Walter by the chin.

No one outside the Council of Quints knows my real name. Or my designation. Or even what timeline I'm from.
...
But this isn't about me. Heavens, no... It's about your failure to uphold your promise to the earth... which will be the end of all reality.

♫ Dragon Ball BGM - Last Resort Kamehameha (M308) ♫
...

Both Deltas collide, flinging their legs together multiple times as neither seems to have any concrete edge over the other.

(This is crazy. It's like trying to kick a mirror.)

Delta equips a buster-like Cannon, as his counterpart does the same. Jumping back a distance, they then rapid-fire charged shots at each other, to the avail of neither of them. They then de-equip their weapons and begin throwing Omega Waves and Omega Pulses at one another.

...!
(Just as fast, just as strong-- But at the same time... different... too.)
(If that mustached guy can do something like this with the flip of a switch, then I can't waste my time with a carbon copy. I need to think... what wouldn't I do?)

Delta charges at his pseudo-clone, which quickly turns around and judo throws Delta to the ground. The copy then tries to effectively, yet brutally punch the magenta-clad robot boy while he's down, but the he quickly manages to get a leg up and kick the duplicate away, then hop back onto his feet.

---

Anomaly Arm (Neutral)- Delta's own primary offensive weaponry system. The full extent of it's abilities are unclear, but it has the capacity to shoot Buster Shots and Charged Shots of up to two stages.

Pac-Man shields himself with a Pac-lipser, letting some of the Pellets around him take the brunt of the soundwave instead!

---

Pac-lipser (Energy/Shield)- Pac-Man summons reinforced Pellets which orbit him and take any oncoming attacks.

After a slight struggle, Pac-Man uses his magnetic force again, but this time uses Toc-Man's momentum towards the ground. He then dives directly towards Toc-Man, plummetting towards him with a Butt Bounce!

---

Butt Bounce (Impact/Swift)- Pac-Man quickly drops down on the target rear-first, bouncing back into the air after making contact.

...

Pac-Man looks at his shoulder, and then a Toc-Man.

(...WAKA-WAKA WAKA-WAKA... WAKA-WAKA WAKA-WAKA WAKA-WAKA.) ((...He can use the abilities of different Berries or Pellets... without actually having to eat them.))
(WAKA-WAKA WAKA-WAKA WAKA-WAKA.) ((Then I'd better think outside the box.))

♫ Pac Man Champion Edition 2 - Pac Oi Oi Oi ♫

Tapping into his magnetic control, Pac-Man drags his fist back, using his magnetic powers to bring Toc-Man towards him!

Pac-Man grabs the Rope, uses it to slam Toc-Man into as many walls as possible. He then chucks it and Toc-Man aside, then zaps him with a Titanium Beam.

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Pac-Beam (Laser)- Uusing eaten Pellets as ammo, Pac-Man fires a laser beam from his mouth, doing moderate damage. This move bypasses any sort of immunities, affinities, or resistances while negating the use of defenses such as shields. When transformed, this is replaced with a variant of the same technique.

Titanium Beam (Electric/Laser)- A faster, denser, and much more powerful version of the Pac-Beam which supercharges the attack with Ionic radiation.

So what are we dealing with here? Because I doubt you'd need me to face him if he was... just... you.
To what extent I don't know, but I do believe he's stronger than me. Likely as intelligent, too.
He has some sort of... savior complex to go along with that power, as well. It's strange, but I got the sense he genuinely believed he was doing the right thing.
(But he's just crazy, right?)
That remains to be seen. But there was something about him that just... he didn't... feel... hostile.
Same. His presence felt a bit like that albino dark magic freak... but at the same time, it was... completely different.
There might be a connection, then. Which means we can't kill him. Because only good people are allowed to die. For some reason.
Right.

Soul casts a Space Orb, opening it up.

This is weird, but... my limbo reality. It's beyond time and space. Which means neither exist in it, but at the same time, they do and they're infinite.
That's why I don't do the warpy-thing that you guys do. I'm using a trans-spatial gateway to reach my destination.
How do you even have that?
Shut up and get in so we can end this before it becomes a mini-arc. Or whatever those snowflakes call it.

Soul walks in. Team Prototype follows, as then the Space Orb collapses.

♫ (Tense Situation) Draglade OST - Ominous Encounter ♫

WAKA!? (TOC-MAN!?)

Struck by the ram, Pac-Man then uses his cape to shield him from the Freezing Mist, then strikes back with multiple quick, seamlessly well-placed Rev Rolls.

---

Rev Roll (Swift) Pac-Man charges up in place, then rolls into a ball, dashing directly into the target. charging long enough will cause anyone hit to be stunned.

Outside of the lair, Pac-Man waits.

...WAKA-WAKA. WAKA-WAKA WAKA-WAKA... WAKA-WAKA MADA MADA. (...Spooky. I don't care what kind of idea you have planned... but it won't be enough.

O-oh, no! Revenge via victimizing someone who I've only shared one proper conversation with! I sure am indimidated!
You two are idiots. I don't care what Hadium is, leaving a vault in the open like this is begging to be robbed.

Wario and Waluigi hang their heads in shame... but White swears he hears a snicker from Wario.

Huh?

Waluigi begins to chuckle. Soon, the two go from slight amusement to full own laughter.

WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
What? You two have a secret kink for losing money?

As Waluigi wipes the tear from his face, Wario turns to Max.

What kind of fools do you think we are!? That we wouldn't learn from this!?
*CONFUSED GROWL* (Huh? What's that supposed to mean?)
It means, soilbreath, that that cash that was taken ain't real cash!
*CONFUSED GROWL* (Wait you can understand Piranha Plant?)
Eh. The dialect's rubbed onta' me.

Now able to speak, Waluigi pipes up.

They're... *wahah*... they're fake currency! One that we've long since warned to government about to blacklist! They just sealed their own doom!
The oldest trick in the book! And those morons took the bait!

WAAAAAAAAAAH! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO WARIO'S MONEY!?!?!?!?
W-woah! Whoever took from that vault really made sure not to leave anything!
*ROAAAAAR*! (How does this happen every time we leave this place!?)

Waluigi drops down on his knees, shedding a tear.

Waluigi's live savings... how is he supposed to invest in a 401k now!?

A heavily beaten and fatigued Wario is carried on Petey Piranha's back as they, Waluigi, and Marshadow walk out of the forest. Moments later, White, who's arm rests on the shoulder of Max, also come out. White seems to limp.

Nrgh... dammit... ya shoulda talked to us first!
With what happened during your last encounters, we didn't have much reason to believe that you would be willing to comply.
....Still, sorry for not doing so. I was too hasty to judge you.
Well, Waluigi believes this is a perfect condition to press charges over!
*ROAR.* (Let's not.)

Y-you said you knew my family... how?
'Cuz it was them who lent me a helping hand. Not that Wario, the LEGEND, woulda needed it, anyway.
But truth be told... They were lookin' for you. Mind explainin' a couple things?
...Keeping Planet Bomber-- and the Earth-- and any good civilization safe-- is my passion. As a robot, I guess you could say it's built into me. I live for justice.
...
My brothers and sisters, on the other hand... they don't feel too keen for cause. They're aloof in their intentions. It makes them a liability. And I don't want them screwing up any more missions, or worse, getting hurt.
...So I left without a trace. Met up with someone I knew I could rely on. And started getting to business.
....
Hah... it's ironic. Perhaps with them around... we would've been able to deescalate the situation before anything could happen.

Both parties head into the Estate.

Delta slows down, coming to a screeching halt, though due to the change in location and field multiplier his Field Assimilator is shut off.

(Here he won't be able to cause any more harm.)

He turns to Butlertype.

You have lost your speed. You have no chance.
I don't need to go fast to beat you! Just you wait until...
Until...

Delta does a double take.

...What's... going on!?
Data Analysis Complete; All Field Multipliers Locked to x1.
N-no way!
I told you once before, boy. I know your weakness. And I have neither the time nor the patience to toy with you. That being said...

Something pops up in thin air besides Butlertype... the Dark Mirror.

...There is an opponent even more suited for your needs.

As the mirror begins to reflect on Delta, the latter scoffs.

I don't know what you're babbling about, but I'm not going to let you pull it off!

Delta jumps directly at the mirror in an attempt to break it, but...

....

...Something jumps out of the mirror, kicking Delta directly in his chest!

!!!

As Delta is knocked down, the one responsible stands silent before him.

...
A... a copy of me!? How did...!?
To do battle is to do life and death. I wish you fortune in this one... But I cannot have you interfering.

Butlertype Eidolon's Etches away, disappearing... and leaving Delta face to face with his dark counterfeit.

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Dark Mirror (Typeless)- A magic mirror which upon reflecting on targets reveals the evil that lies within a person, bringing it to life and manifesting it in the form of that person.

Team Prototype ungracefully lands amongst the area, with Prototype nearly touching down perfectly, only to be tackled down by the rest of his Team.

Wh... where are we?
(Yeah. What are we doing here?)
That's what I wanna know.

The squadron looks up to see a less than eager Soul staring at them above.

You'd think me not going to your place and badgering you guys would be a telltale sign that I should be left alone, too. But no.
We're sorry. We didn't have any time to map out a specific location.

Prototype gets up, as does the rest of his Team.

It was an emergency. The inmates have escaped, and we couldn't take them out on our own.
Uh-huh. So what mystical new threat to the earth has made itself known now?

Prototype dusts himself off, giving a serious look.

Me. A different version, of me. A freak that's acquired enough knowledge and power to get the jump on us.
Really? Again with the whole "trust nobody, not even yourself" thing? I see SOMEONE's running out of material.
It's a long story, but we were tricked with a decoy into giving him the opportunity to give the inmates a way out. Now he's roaming about on the earth, ready to wreak havoc, no doubt. It's only a matter of time before people start to succumb to him.
To be honest, we could use your help. You're one of the strongest friends we know.
...You're offering me to beat the crap out of the biggest emo prick I know with absolutely no downsides? If only Scale were here to see this.

---

In a large, flatscreen monitor, Scale watches as Delta sprints through an area, followed by Butlertype T-posing.

Heh. If only Soul were here to see this.