Ballade nods his head yes to Astro Man, slowly levitating into the air.

I must go, now. My planet needs me.

Punk and Enker hop on Ballade, who begins to fly away to wherever Turbo Man is. Meanwhile, someone in the distance watches.

(This is one of the weirdest batch of Megaman Killers I've seen so far)

Enker looks at the face, and nods.

*SNIIIIIIIIIFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF*.... Perfection.
EXACTLY!
You just can't beat it, boss.
Yeah... this Boltaine... it's flawless... too flawless...
Hold on, how can something be too flawless? There aren't multiple layers to perfection, so there's no use in putting extra emphasis on--

Ballade releases a Ballade Cracker, destroying the Crack Boltaine as well as the table it was on itself.

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OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But why... why destroy it when it was so good?
Because... with how incredible it was, we'd be bound to get addicted. If our stash ever ran out, we'd turn into crazy lunatics. Better to rip that band-aid off now than later. Punk, sever all ties with your dealer.
: (

OOooooooh. OHHH this is so good-- BALLADE. BALLADE GET OVER HERE!

*waddling noises*

Wat?
PUNK GOT US THE G O O D STUFF!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Heheh. If there's one guy that specializes in the hows on Crack Boltaine, it's Punk.

I'm a fuckin' genius. I knew that Walmart Lovecraftian dirtbag's plan was going to fail.
Besides. I'm not really cutout for this "large scale" mayhem stuff. I'd rather cause terror at my own pace.
Overestimating your intellect much?

Dracon catches the uncoming sucker punch, retaliating with his own punch, which is blocked, thus leading him to be punched again, this time successfully in the face, slamming him into a building wall.

Owww.... (Please be rich boy, please be rich boy, please be rich boy...)
You really haven't learned your lesson, haven't you?
(Well, that'll do.) I'm no quitter. I got things to do, and I ain't gonna give 'up on 'em.
Believe me. For YOUR cause? Being able to simply 'give up' would be considered a LUXURY.
Hey. I stick to my guns, alright? It's not like I'd do a total 180 on my character solely because of my insecurities. Now THAT would make me a quitter.

What are they doing?
They just made this about themselves. Time to get out of here before we're seen as damsels because of our sex. Preferably to a place where we won't be found again--

As Diminuen tries to pull Cadence away, a long sword sticks into the surface inches away from her nose.

...
Heeeeey, you dolls were hanging around him! Where do you think you're going?
Oh, that does it.

Cadence quickly pulls out her pho--

I don't have Twitter.

Equally quickly, Cadence puts her phone back in her pocket. Prototype uses this as an opportunity to grab Dracon by the tail and slam him into the nearest thing.

I wouldn't get too hung up over his death, Stylish. I warned him. This isn't some fairy tale where the good guy always wins in the end. Fool you once, shame on you. Fool you twice, you're a corpse.

Arms still floating, he begins to float into the air.

Anyway, he served my plan just fine... and besides. If you think YOU'RE upset over what just happened... I don't think you're like what you're about to see.
Speaking of... suppressing my power should leave me well hidden, for now. Ta, ta.... and don't worry... there'll be more people joining him soon.

Alastor quickly teleports away, vanishing into unknown territory. Very soon after, hovercraft noise begins to make itself known...

Silently, Alastor stands in place, listens for signs of life. Soon, he folds his arms, lowering his guard.

Hmmmm. No pulse. Abundant lack of heartbeats... he's probably dead.

Alastor slowly unveils a satisfied grin. Pleased with himself, he chuckles.

A better way to go out, at least. I know I'd rather die standing than like a dog.

The effect of the Golden Lotus Clap begins to fade. Dante can hear the slightest bit of Danganronpa music playing, as his eyes slowly reveal a red-costumed man on the ground.

---

...But amongst all the sorrow, confusion, and despair, I can guarantee this: We are a people. The sum of our parts together is greater than the sum of our parts divided.

The crowd in front of Walter gives a standard ovation as he waves. As he walks away, three people up in the front approach him, one of them holding a camera.

President Ol--
WALTER.
We would like to ask you if you plan on commenting on--
No comment.
...You haven't answered the--
Noooo. Comment. Dot. Dot. Dot. Enjoy the rest of your day.

Walter walks away. As he makes his way out of the stadium, an orange streak flies through the sky.

JEEEEEEEET BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!!
...So, is that our problem?
As of now? No. We'll wait until it is.

Walter continues walking away.

---

Despite the lack of sight, the slightest droplet noise comes from the area of conflict, presumably being blood. There is a distinct silence.

...
...

After a few more seconds of muteness, Dante hears coughing noises from what he could only assume to be Alastor.

*kaff*, *cough*... Ngh... ugh... *cough cough*
...
Urgh... well done, Joe... you really are... Viewtiful.
......
...Go to hell.

Dante then hears the noise of a body falling.

I've been. It's overrated.

Dante hears shanking noises.

---

A small, familiarly child-like robot wakes up. Quickly, he grasps the back of his neck in pain.

Owwwww....
Huh?

His back resting on a garbage can, he looks upwards to see Soul, standing in front of him.

Oh... hey.
Hey, kid. I bet you're probably wondering what happened to you and all.
No easy way to say this, but you--
I know.

Soul nods, not thinking deeply of the two words... then does a double take in realization.

....Come again?
I remember everything that happened. I fought a gang, gained a dark power, gained another dark power in the process... then you had that... weird guy in black... knock me out.
Yeah... that was... bad people. Trying to manipulate you into doing the wrong thing.
No. It wasn't.
....Come again!?

---

---

That's not for us to decide. We aren't the ones who are meant to play judge, jury and executioner with other people's own lives.
...
...Bullshit.
...I'm sorry?
When that... monster... came to Orb City-- I don't think you would have had any issues with killing him. Would you?
Okay, that's not fair--
And what about that other guy who looked just like him? The one that you stopped me from attacking?
Can you say without a doubt that there aren't any people he's killed who's friends and family still yearn for vengeance from?
Yes, but he's also saved them in the process.
Huh. So when i get rid of garbage wastes of space who do nothing but make the world worse, I'm out of line-- but when a cold-blooded murderer suddenly starts saving people-- he's not supposed to be held accountable? No "we aren't supposed to interfere" speech for him?
That sounds like a load of hypocrisy. If moral high-ground is as contradictory as you make it seem-- then I don't want any of it.

Delta gets up, dusts himself up, and begins walking away, slightly brushing past a dead silent Soul. As he is about to exit the alley completely, he hears from behind him:

She misses you, you know.

Delta stops in his tracks. His head turns around, staring straight at Soul's backside.

She's worried about you. Has been ever since you left months ago. It'll stay that way if you go.
...
Tell her... Tell her I said life's too short for her not to be focused on herself.

Delta runs off, avoiding eye-contact. Soul still remains in the alleyway, silent.

Joe pressures Alastor again with a load of punches and kicks, but Alastor merely swings his head from side to side.

What's wrong? Hitting your limit?
AAAAAAHHHHH!

Joe uses Mach Speed, but Alastor kicks behind himself, revealing Joe from behind, who vanishes again, only to be slashed at from above.

That's Dou's main drawback. You feel no change, but all the damage you gain-- the stamina you lose-- It's all still there.
NGH... HREH!

Joe charges with a Zoom inflicted punch, but Alastor effortlessly sidesteps. In return, he gives Joe two kicks, one to the side of his head, and one in the side of his ribcage!

In other words!? Your body's breaking down. You don't even realize it, but you're fatigued and beaten to a pulp.

Alastor uses his electric-whip to grab Joe's arm, bending it out of place. Oblivious to any kind of pain, Joe uses his disjointed arm to tug the whip towards him, then uses Slow to punch Alastor in the face!

Ugh--
--... It's been fun, Joe. It really has. But our final battle has already hit our climax!
AHHHAAAAHHH!

Joe and Alastor charge at each other, both preparing an attack..!

Walter manifests a good deal above the earth's horizon. He looks to his left, seeing a fortress-like spaceship, then ignores it.

Trespassing will be dealt with later.
Now, then...

Walter claps twice. suddenly, a slightly, barely at-all visible aura invigorates the Earth.

---

Throughout the globe, people affected by Vaati's spell begin to revert to the way their lives were before. Everyone killed by the event is revived. Everyone with lingering injuries or negative fallout is restored to their original state.

---

You've gotten stronger.
This is nothing new, but yes, this takes far less effort than it would before.
Huh. So what's next?
In about an hour, I have a speech scheduled. Obviously, people are going to clamor for my word on this crisis.
I've already refused public speaking too many times. The media has enough fuel for fire as-is.

Walter subsequently looks down at himself.

That also means goodbye to these drab clothes. Public speaking in casual wear? No way.
I've got it. One sweet V, coming right up.

*pop*

...So, was that V meant to stand for vest, or varsity jacket?
Blame the terrible spriter who makes these! Not me!

Hah!

Though both end up staggered by the cross-punch trade, Joe quickly hops back, lobbing dozens of Voomerangs towards Alastor at extreme speed, with Alastor flying through the air, weaving in between each and every one of them while at the same time positioning himself right in place for an Ultra Violet Kick, but Joe Parries the offensive maneuver, retaliating with a Groovyreppa!

...
Hnnngh!

Alastor races off quickly. Joe blasts into the distance in pursuit.

---

(Things have worked perfectly so far. Now all I need is the third step of the plan-- which should be on it's way soon-- and soon, I'll be one of the strongest people this globe has ever known!)
GRAH!!

Joe does a running leap towards the mid-flight Alastor, who merely dodges and flies behind Joe, grabbing him by the face and planting him on the ground, all the while still gliding away!

This isn't your limit, is it? No. Your rage is great enough to the point where, soon enough, you might even grow to be unstoppable!

Joe kicks Alastor off of him and back into the air, quickly doing an extreme amount of midair flips before trying to Red Hot Kick Alastor, who, still flying away, dodges. Alastor turns around, though still keeps the same momentum.

And I want to see all of it! So show me what you've got, Joe! Show me just how powerful you can get!

As Alastor raises his sword into the air, seconds later lightning strikes all around Joe, who quickly manages to dodge all forms of the dark thunderbolts that rain from above, using Mach Speed to get even closer to Alastor, targetting him with a punch to the face which Alastor narrowly manages to block with his sword. Alastor then takes a swing back at Joe, who leaps backwards just in time to avoid being sliced.

---

Groovyreppa (Speed/Impact)- Joe does three consecutive Groovy Uppercut, the third one turning into a flaming, spiraling punch which is a guaranteed Critical Hit.

Gh...

While Galacta Knight is unconscious, an extremely fast jab makes its way across his face, instantly waking him up!

!!!
Rise and shine, scumbag.
You...!

Galacta Knight immediately fires a Great Space-Time Killing Laser at Walter.

How dare you!

As the blast ends, Walter still remains unharmed. The slightest glimpse of him pocketing something can be seen.

Please. Don't bother trying to hurt me. None of your attacks will work on me anymore.
We shall soon find out.

Galacta Knight glides into Walter lance-first, striking and slashing at him with alarming precision, then after summoning a great deal of whirlwinds, all which hit him directly... despite this, he is not affected at all.

Are you finished? I did not come here for a fight.
...Proceed.
Listen well. You've been manipulated by someone into committing genocide.
Now, before I came here, my first thought was to have you instantly executed for even daring to cross that line.
...And what makes you think you are capable of such?
Don't test me. There ARE no words to describe what I am. You've been defeated once. You will be bested again-- with or without help from others.
Fortunately for you... Violence is not my main interest. You see, I am the leader of a civilization. And as such, I hold great pride in my ability to manage it's globe to such a content to which all catastrophes that occure can be restored with ease.
...
But I suspect there will soon be trouble lurking about. And as far as I'm concerned, my fighting days are over. I am not interested in any more petulant squabbles beneath me.
As president, however... I am not the first line of defense that would occur in case of an emergency. And that is where you would come in.
What does this entail?
Be my bodyguard. You will be able to protect, as well as prove yourself-- and as far as privileges would go... both my physical and political influence could get you anything you desired.
...
I don't need an answer right away. But I WILL be expecting one soon, nonetheless. I suggest you think before you make a rash decision.

Walter vanishes... leaving the lone warrior afloat.

He's going to kill me.

Joe, still on his knees, bends over onto his hands as well, beginning to hyperventilate.

...

FUCK! What did I do wrong!? I DID EVERYTHING RIGHT!

I WAS THE NICE GUY! I HELPED PEOPLE! I NEVER GAVE UP! I FOUGHT FOR THE RIGHT SIDE! I WORKED HARD! I SHOULD BE THE WINNER!

IT'S NOT FAIR!...

...Wanda...

---

---

I'll never forgive him....
...
...I'll never forgive ANY of them...
...
NEVER!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Overloading with energy from his anger, Joe snaps, releasing a huge shockwave of energy!

!?
I'LL KILL YOU, ALASTOR! YOU'RE A DEAD MAN!
(...Huh. So he can also use the Dou Ki technique as well, huh? Although, his is too unrefined and wildlike for him to control properly.)
(Even so... the sheer quantity more than makes up for that. In terms of Dou, he's surpassed my regular form entirely. Looks like I managed to get through to him after all.
HAAAAAAGH!

Joe sprints directly at Alastor, catching him off-guard and even managing to graze him with a dashing haymaker!
Heh!

Alastor in return punches Joe across the face, who doesn't even recoil, using it as a chance to counter with a hard blow to Alastor's chest, knocking him back, but the demon returns with an even stronger kick, sending Joe downwards!

You never cease to surprise me, Joe. Even now... you just keep finding ways to get stronger.
HRRHH!

Not even feeling Alastor's last kick, Joe immediately gets up, taking Alastor slightly by surprise, as they both land counter-punches at each other at the exact same time!

I'll be the first to admit you got me with that Golden attack of yours. But cheap tricks like that won't work on me again.
...

Viewtiful Joe falls to his knees.

...
Hmmm. It looks like you finally realized how outclassed you are, now that you don't have any of your pathetic friends to help you.

Alastor slowly approaches Joe.

...
The fat guy and his lanky sidekick, and all of his kooky cronies. None of them really cared about you, you know that, right? Sure, they're cool to you-- but do you really think if it was YOU who was staring down Shake King-- that they would do anything to help?
...
Not to worry, though-- where YOU'RE going... there'll be no room for emotional attachments.
...

♫ DBS - Fierce Battle Against A Mighty Foe ♫

Alastor's boots screech along the floor as he's knocked backwards. A more detailed look at his face.

Heh... you think this hurts, Joe?... it barely tickles.

Viewtiful Joe steps forward. His hands are bloodied from the excessive punching of Alastor's face.

Believe me... I'm just getting started.

Joe snaps back, kicking Alastor in the face... but Alastor seemingly isn't hurt by it.

?!?
Really...? Then in that case... I'd better pull out my backup plan.

Smirking, the blind archfiend grabs Joe's leg, using his might to swing Joe around and around dozens of times, before tossing him directly into a large row of mountains.

Ugh... When when light is near...

---

Joe uses Slow-Mo, stopping him from crashing into the final mountain.

Damn it. Keep letting my emotions get the better of me...

Joe gets into a racing position.

Tch. Doesn't matter. That bastard has to answer for the things he's done. Besides... he HAS to be on the ropes by now. Just need to push a little harder.

Joe zips off with a light Mach Speed.

---

...And darkness has fled... unleash this spell...

---

(Although... that prick mentioned something about a backup plan. Just to be safe, I've gotta make this quick.)

Joe's speed increases even further, as he soon accelerates out of sight.

---

So that death... may... spre--
Lights out.

Joe, with incredible velocity, elbows Alastor in his jaw... knocking him down, but while he descends to the floor....

---

...

As Jet walks along, thinking to himself, a figure approaches him.

Sir!
I am busy. Whatever you have to report to me, it'd best be important.
The power radiating from the Black Film... it's expanded exponentially.
Ngh. This is exactly what I feared.
That's not all, sir. We have sights on the Black Film's host... and your suspicions...

---

...ad.

Before Alastor's back can touch the ground, a wave of power trembles across the area, surrounding the Blade Master and sweeping Joe, knocking him backwards!

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
(This power... it's incredible...! could this be the emergency he was talking about!?)
...Hehahahahahah... I feel... stronger than ever!!! My limits have been shattered entirely!!
...
Viewtiful Joe... I take everything I've said back. You are a worthy rival. To push me to this point is incredible. And I can't think of a better way to you...
...Than giving you a fight you'll never forget.

Teeheeheeheehee.

---

You don't know what you're talking about.
So, he's not your ex?
Hard no.
Look. Remember all those times I said "If I was a fighter"...?
So you are one.
No, was. I'm retired now, of course. But that's how I met Mr. Tall, Dark and Gruesome over there.
She stabbed me multiple times. I went berserk and beat her to a pulp.
And that's my retirement story. People tend to quit things once they realize their lives are on the line.

Prototype scoffs at Diminuen's comment. In return, she shoots him a rude glare before turning her head back to Cadence.

So the cyclops you mentioned before. he's...
Mhm.
...Are you kidding me!?

Diminuen lowers her head in shame...

This makes you way less lame than I thought!

...Then raises it in surprise, then apathy.

......You know what? I'll take it.

They then look at Prototype.

I really don't feel like fighting you. Just say what you have to say and leave us alone.
In the next six seconds, a snake-themed robot is going to come and wreak havoc on this area. You all are in danger.
What?

Then, a snake-themed robot gliding through the area begins wreaking havoc from above, Mecha Summoning Mechas while gliding through the air!

Oh yeah!

You know, Joe... I'm disappointed. Silvia put up a better fight than you.
What!?

This news takes Viewtiful Joe aback, Alastor's words alone putting him on one knee.

For a kitchen-dweller, she was pretty tough. Of course, it's not like she'd stand a chance against me now.
Alastor... I've you've harmed her in ANY sort of way, I'll KILL you! (Not good... losing my composure...)
How? You can't do anything to me the way I am now.

Alastor reappears right in front of Joe, who is still on one knee. He cracks a very unusual smirk.

Besides... it's not like you should care whether she's dead or not... not while she's joined the Wonderful 100.
...

Slowly, Joe seems to get up....

D'awww. Did I strike a nerve, perhaps?
Maybe none of this would've happened... if you were actually a worthy rival--
Golden Lotus Clap.

Joe claps his hands together unleashes the aforementioned technique on Alastor, who instinctively blocks... but the attack does no damage.

...When will you learn? Desperation will get you nowhere... wait a minute...
You shouldn't have went there, Alastor. 'Cause now, I'm gonna make SURE you regret it.
I'm blind... Damn it, you've blinded me!

Alastor swings his sword right in front of him, but hits nothing except thin air, receiving a kick to his right cheek for compensation!

Normally, you'd be able to rely on your other senses, but because of the Dou Ki you're using, they've dulled along with your sight.
Don't talk down at me!

Alastor turns to where he heard Joe's voice from, zapping lightning towards it, but only making contact with the ground under him. A second later, he is struck by a Groovy Uppercut, and continuous rapid punches to the face!

Come on, get stronger! That's your gig, right!? It doesn't matter how many times you can hit harder if you'll never be able to touch me!
I don't care who you've fought! I don't care how powerful you can get! When I put my mind to it-- I'm unstoppable!
All I want! All I've ever wanted since I made my way on this earth is to move on! But I can't have that with you in my life, can I!?
So guess what!? The kiddie gloves are off, tough guy! You hear me, Alastor!? I'm done!

---

Golden Lotus Clap (Impact/Level)- After clapping, a golden mist erupts from the hands, causing blindness to the target, as well as whoever else witnesses the attack. After using the move again this effect is reversed.

Joe's fist makes tremendous impact... despite being caught by Alastor's hand.

Come on. This? This is nothing! At this rate? Dialogue for me will be repeated over and over with how many times you keep failling!

Joe suddenly breaks the grip off, before jumping back.

(...That settles it. If I want to get close to touching Alastor now... I'll have use the secret techniques Master Oogway taught me.)
(But how? He's not giving away any clear openings... and I'm only standing right now because he views me as a form of entertainment...)

Joe widens his stance.

(I'll have to get creative...)