You'll just have to wait and see.

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Riding a motorcycle while evading toxic sludge as well as an onslaught of energy-induced cards, someone gets a call from their earpiece.

Huh? Now of all times? Who in the--
...Oh. It's THIS high-and-mighty prick again.

Noticing the sudden change in tone, a second person responds to the first person's muttering.

Who is it?
No one special... Just an old friend.

The two continue riding...

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...Or not. Thanks a lot, random cutaway.

...
...
...
...I'll go.
Huh!?
I said I'll go.
Hang on, haven't we already done something like this bef--

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Anthem steps up.

How do we know you're up to the task!?
You don't. You'll have to put your faith in me on this one.
Shut up!

Anthem winds his fist at Prototype, and pushes forward... only to stop centimeters from his face. A shockwave from the force of the mock-punch bursts through, though Prototype and Anthem are both indifferent to this.

If that was one of them, what would you have done? How can you show us that you're actually ready?
...Put me through any trial you want. I won't lose.
He does seem a lot more capable now. I personally think we should let him go.
(...Me too. The only times he was struggling were because he had to protect me. I don't think Dad'll lose to anything.)
Are we doing the "get past my shields while I meditate" thing again? Because if I take off this uniform, I can promise you it's not coming back on.
...Fine. But there won't be any simple tasks. You're going to have to prove your worth in a fight.
With you?

Anthem smirks.

No... with someone who's beaten me.

MCPD Headquarters Anthem as well as Team Prototype hurry into the main room.

Shit is getting real. Take a look.

The monitor begins to bug out for a 10 seconds, before revealing a small warehouse. In it, the Mayor as well as (the other) Junior can be seen unconscious. Meanwhile, someone seems to be located in the center of the monitor.

Anthem does not take a liking to this, and stomps his feet in anger.

WHAT!?

The individual in front of the monitor speaks.

So... it looks like you've *cough* *hack* Urgh-- excuse me.

For a short second, he walks away from the screen. He then returns.

...That's better. So... it looks like you all have actually made it this far.
Don't play games with us! Just how the hell are you guys planning.
It's simple. Why should a city that is put under constant pressure be allowed to live for as long as it has? The long answer is that it shouldn't.
This is a test of stronger wills. If it truly is strong, then it'll rise. But if it's weak... It'll be crushed like the bug it is.Especially in a world where only the perfect patriarchies should be allowed to exist.
But at the end of the day, the winner on the battlefield is always right. which is why we'll give you a chance to save your companions and prove your worth.

He holds up a single finger. Coordinates end up at the bottom of the monitor.

ONE of you come to this location, and if you're so bold, prove us wrong and rescue these weaklings. We WILL know if you try to pull a fast one. Keep us waiting for three days, and these two are as good as dead.
Until then...

The transmission ends, with malware popping up on the monitor. Everyone in the room is in utter silence from the message... meanwhile, two people walk in.

Ugh... You guys... we just fought the damndest WHOR--

Immediately they recognize the heavy atmosphere.

...Is this a bad time?

I WAS WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT~! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

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MCPD Headquarters - Data Room Hmph... Well, this is certainly interesting.
(What is it?)
I've been getting samples of the data each of these robots provide when they're warped over in the back for additional information. From what it would seem-- Each of them were under some sort of hypnotism.
You mean to say someone is controlling them for their own bidding!?
Looks like it. It's also been made apparent that they all go under the same designation:

Taicho Man's body warps in with the others.

...It's also been made apparent that they all go under the same designation: DMN. And that's not even the interesting part, either. DMN-004 and DMN-010 Are both still missing.
!
Well... we don't have time to worry about them right about now.

Anthem, who overheard the conversation, walks in.

Though I'll admit. There is most certainly something perturbing about the situation at hand.
Let me guess. You're referring to the disappearance of you're teammate, as well as Mayor Dorado.

Anthem snaps his fingers and points at Prototype

Exactly. And we have no leads as to where they could be. For all we know, something bad could've happened to the both of them.
Hey, you guys?

A sudden voice turns the directions of Anthem as well as Team Prototype.

Something just came up on the motherboard. You may wanna take a look at this.

Mega City A shadowy robot steps back, only to find himself surrounded by three quarters of the Anthem Brigade.

(Damn! Looks like these guys are the real deal, after all!)
This is your last opportunity. Turn yourself in for questioning, and we won't beat you until you look like an unrecognizable mess.
Can we just get this over with? The end result is pretty obvious.
Yep, sure. I quit.
...Exsqueeze me?
You guys win. I like my face the way it is, thank you very much.
Taicho Man
Futuristic Commando Robot

...Is this actually happening?
Then... I guess you're coming with u--
SIKE!

Taicho Man turns towards Anthem... only to immediately feel his legs being ripped in half by laser shots.

...Regret.

He then collapses onto the ground.

Shoulda known.
Why is everyone this much of a moron when it comes to this!?

Mega City Proteus then warps the defeated Succubus Woman away.
...Okay. My vision's... better... now. C'mon, let's go.
Wait, Proteus? One question before we go.
Okay... wait, since when were there two of you?
Are you sure your vision is good now?
Yeah, yeah, just get your question out of the way.
Do you really... hate... me?
...
...No. I don't hate you.

*Tears.mp4*

As Defteros produces a comically large amount of tears, Proteus simply stands there, watching on.

...*sigh*....

I'll wait.

. Proteus's fantasy world begins to ripple, the very fabric of it tearing itself inside out.

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₩ⱧØ ₳₥ ł? ₩Ⱨ₳₮ ĐØ ł ₩₳₦₮?
₩Ⱨ₳₮ ₥₳₭Ɇ₴ ₥Ɇ, ₥Ɇ? ₩Ⱨ₳₮ ₳₥ ł ₥ł₴₴ł₦₲?
...Of course...

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Mega City Oh, no. There's only one way that... thing... is back here, and I refuse to believe it.
Oh, you'd better believe it.... you filthy-ass whore.
!

Wh--

Succubus Woman suddenly finds herself on a receiving end of a hard punch to the face, blasting her back.

...You repugnant reprobate. How dare you invade my memories and try to trap me in my mind.
(Y-yup, he definitely broke something... Wait. I can trap the other one in his own fantasies as well! All I have to do is--)

---

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Succubus Woman is punched in the face a second time.

..Got another one in ya~?
As a matter of fact...
Wait, I didn't mean i--

Proteus delivers a pressure-point chop to the back of her head, knocking her out.

...WHORE.

Outside MCPD Headquarters Team Prototype warps infront of MCPD Headquarters.

We're back. And it seems like things are beginning to calm down.
As far as that goes, anyway. Is there anything we can do besides wait?
Not likely. We already agreed that we would all meet up here once we were finished.
Hang on... what's that?

The rest of the team looks to see the one UKR's posters advocating for protection plasted on the building. Prototype walks up to it and snatches it from the building, soon after snarling.

...You can't be serious. Some organization thinks they can protect the city better than the city itself?
That's enough, anyway. It's time to get inside.

The team each go through a scanner that immediately identifies the four of them, letting them in. Although... something else watches from the shadows.

So, that's the one-and-only Team Prototype, huh? And here I thought they were just some urban legend to scare folks into walking the straight path.
...Heh. They don't look that special, now that I think about it. And their heads are worth that much Zeni...? Hah! Looks like my big break's coming sooner than I thought!

Lowlife punk. These kids today, I *swear*...

Pieces of Scale's suit begin separating from him, flying away.

Hmm. I actually feel a lot better about myself now.

He turns to the ScaleBots.

Mission complete?
No, actually. There's still one thing to do. Relocate the private mansion, and get the hell away from here. So c'mon, let's get a move on.

Scale, unable to fly on his own, is carried by the robots back to his home.

The bomb does nothing to Scale, seeing as he cannot be harmed by his own weapons and/or inventions.

Meanwhile, Scale and the rest of the robots summon Magnetic Domes over themselves, protecting them. As soon as this has been done the robots spam Field Breaker, lowering the Field Multiplier for Electric-Core attacks to it's absolute minimum.

YEAH! NOT SO TOUGH NOW, ARE YOU, DIPSHIT!?

Scale and his robots then proceed to.. wait.. Happy Feet... WOMBO COMBO... That ain't Falco, that ain't-- OH

OH OOOOOOOOOOOOH OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

WHERE YOU AT??? WHERE YOU AT??? WHERE YOU AT????

OHHHHHH

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Field Breaker (Field/Neutral)- The user lowers the enemy's primary core's Field Multiplier by 1.0 This ratio changes depending on the user's Attack stat.
Magnetic Dome (Electric/Shield)- Scale/ScaleBot summons a magnetic force-field which drains the properties of attacks and absorbs the oncoming damage, converting it into raw energy for them.

This backfires, as ScaleBots cannot be put offline through electrocution. In retaliation, Scale headbutts Axel before smothering him with with point-blank Spread Bombs, as the other robots are put at long-range standby.

YOU! DO! NOT! IN! VADE! PRI! VATE! PRO! PER! TY! ES! PE! SCIA! LLY! WHEN! IT! BE! LONGS! TO! ME!

This response catches Scale off-guard, causing him to get him by the initial punches, but soon enough he parries the remaining ones and returns the favor with a spinning elbow, launching him upwards before he is bombarded with Anti-Bombs from above by a different group of robots.



While half of these robots take their time with these explosives, the other half fly down and punch Axel with Antimatter infused fists, and then hold Axel in place, giving Scale ample time to deliver a flying kick to the face!

YOU MESS WITH THE COW, YOU GET THE UDDERS!

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Anti-Bombs (Shadow)-Scale/ScaleBot fires a bomb composed completely of antimatter, dealing tremendous amounts of damage to anything matter-contained upon impact.

As the infrastracture of the house begins to slowly repair itself, seconds later impossibly-quick Scale Streaker begin to tear themselves into Axel one by one, while a blur dashes straight towards Axel, punching him nonstop!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Scale then flies up in the air, and drops a large supply of Spread Bombs and dropping them down towards Axel!

KISS MY IMPOSSIBLY FINE-SHAPED POSTERIOR, YOU IGNORANT, SELF-ENTITLED, BRATTY, ASSHOLE!

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Scale Streaker (Flame/Laser)- Scale summons instantaneous radiated lasers which burn through the target. resistant to Immunities and Affinities, and attempting to absorb them results in paralysis.
Spread Bombs (Explode)- Scale's suit fires damaging explosives from his shoulders. Each use of this doubles the Explode field multiplier.

After rearranging itself due to the nanotechnology embedded in it, it becomes even louder due to Axel's attempt at disrupting it, reaching 300 decibels in total. Eventually, though, the sirens stop.

The loudspeaker in front of the mansion however, opens up.

LISTEN HERE YOU CHILDISH, CLUELESS, LITTLE SHIT! I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU ARE, BUT I AM NOT ABOUT TO FALL VICTIM TO ONE OF YOUR LITTLE ANTICS. SURRENDER, OR YOU WILL GET THE EVERLASTING SNOT BEATEN OUT OF YOU FOR BEING A STUPID. LITTLE. TRESPASSER! SINCE I'M LEGALLY REQUIRED TO DELIVER THEM OUT, THAT IS YOUR ONE WARNING. IF YOU GO ANY FURTHER THAN THIS, I AM GOING TO MAKE THE CURSED FLAMES OF HELL LOOK LIKE A MIDDLE SCHOOL CAMPFIRE-- WITHOUT THE SMORES!

The Sky (Before) Scale and Dracon both fly upwards, meeting each other at a comparable altitude.

Just what is it with you and that dumb suit of yours, anyway? Why not costume yourself?
Pfft. You know, I get that a lot. And personally, I just done find it as stylish as literally being able to give out butt whoopings in my sleep.
Hmph. Shoulda known you'd say something like that, with an ego that large...
Well, I mean, it's justifiable, no? Especially when you've got good looks like mine.
But I can take the time to flex on you later. Right now, it's time we finish this.
Yeah, about that...

Dracon throws a tiny energy blast downwards towards one of the cities, which on it's way bulges in size, revealing itself to be extremely large.

NANDE YANEN!

Scale hurries after it, desperately attempting to stop the possible destruction.

....Huh. Didn't think it would be that easy.

He then disappears from thin air.

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Scale's Private Mansion DAMN IT!

Scale tries punching the wall, but only ends up hurting his hand. He then tries to act as if he is completely fine.

I got played by some kinda fool, and for what? Duped by some kinda furry? No, wait-- What's the reptile equivalent of a furry?
That would be a "scaly"
That's gross, why do you know that?
Because I was built with access to a built in internet network. which you installed.
Touché.
*inhale*
...Okay. There is no need for me to vent out anger. Only losers spend their time feeling sorry for themselves, real winners adapt, improvise, and overcome. I'll just learn from this and construct something that prevents this scenario from happening again.

*Ding dong*

...Tsubōn Model S. When is the last time I have gotten a visit in my own home by anyone other than a familiar without being contacted?
...Never.
.....Someone is going to get their flit shipped today.

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Axel begins hearing extremely large sirens...

Knack mixes between dodging the Magnet Missiles and using the Hammer-Bots as meatshields, firing back by chopping at the air at supersonic speeds, creating a gust of wind that heads straight for Parallel Fuse Man!

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Mega City I--... he...
I'm sorry? He "what" now? The implication has been made clear.

Succubus Woman charges up a Soul Fist.

ur just a worthless, stupid, pizza garbage dat nobody lieks!

As she fires it right towards Defteros... it immediately dissipates, with something jumping shielding him from the blast.

Hnn?
The hell!? You shouldn't even be online anymore!
..I DON'T WANT THIS.....

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..I don't want this.

Cranky's Hut If K. Rool's power is still multiplied tenfold, Pinky reels back in pain, seemingly unable to react in time... before revealing this gesture to be completely feigned, using the opportunity to shower K. Rool with an extreme horde of Superpower rapid-fire punches.

If not, he simply rushes towards him fist-first.

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Marauding Air Cruiser - Control Room AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Woah, what's with the sudden angst overload?

Shake King slams the nearest table, breaking it in half.

A report from the Jewel. Not only do we have intruders, but they include that blasted fairy and her merry band of peons!
And?

Shake King gets in Syrup's face.

AAAAAAAAAAND! Apparently one of them is threatening to blow up the entirety of this area!
...Use the Cataclysm Crystal's power to keep the ship in tact. Stop worrying about intruders because it's not like they could beat the combined efforts of the Jewel, Cannoli, Sciencestein AND Knack simultaneously. And learn how to stop overreacting to things that aren't even that big of a deal. This is how people lose.
...
Hmph. You must be speaking from experience.

??? Seriously! I know how hypocritical it is for me to point this out, but the only reason why he gets as much reception as he does is because rather than build his own character with recognizable ups and downs, he is the epitomy of the "pure and noble" archetype! People are too close-minded to realize others for their flaws, and thus deem him by their definition of "good"! And please don't misinterpret me as saying that good and evil don't exist. It's me pointing out that people only see what they want to see instead is seeing what actually is!
And then when there's someone who is literally the same person who just looks a lot different, people don't even count him into the mix when he very obviously is one of them!
That's nice, but I never called you here to discuss the nepotism that people hold towards your apparent alternate universe counterparts.
Oh. Right.
So.... what's the dealio?
We have a new client. 16 septillion Zenny, all to put a bounty on one man...
Who's he?

In front of the two, a hologram appears...


The government's own, though him and his cohorts get a lot of leeway into their missions. The client saw him as a roadblock into his plans, and sought him out to be eliminated ASAP.
HOLY SUGAR HONEY ICED TEA!
...Are you familiar?
Er... no. That uniform just looks really ugly.
Quite.

The hologram disappears. The first "figure's" wristwatch begins to start beeping.

I've already given you what combat data of him which could be found. Dead or alive will do, but if you opt for the former, bring him here to confirm the status quo. What do you say?
...
Sir?... Consider it done.

V. Ken grabs the blade, struggling to try and contain it. Meanwhile, Terry...

If this won't shut your lights, nothing will!

Terry blindsides V. Ken with a full-blown Rushing Beat!

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Mega City Succubus Woman tumbles onto the ground.

U-ugh! How am I losing...?

Defteros quickly appears in front of her.

You already know what I want.
No can do, you pathetic do-gooder.

She quickly puts her hands over her face. When she lets go, it is completely back to normal.

Because he's living his wildest dreams in his head. I'm sure this is the most fun he's ever had.

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Grand Overlord Emperor of Awesomeness Palace ...Is this what I actually want?

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Mega City This almost instantly snaps Defteros out of his cold exterior.

What?
How much more clueless could you get? The reason why he was so angry all the time was because he had to deal with you.

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...Which is why he couldn't be more happy. After all, In his new world, you're dead.
...What?

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Rising Beat (Impact/Damage)- Terry charges towards his opponent. If the charge connects, Terry will pummel them with a long chain of attacks and finishes the sequence with a Buster Wolf.