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The sky was lit up in bright spotlights as the television and news stations began sparking up and changing to a black screen with the symbol of jack frosts forever smiling fanged smile and black pupils colored a bright blue, with "Stand by for the show, Hee-ho!" For the three heroes...well two and a tag a long monster coming up to the tree house, they would be able to see the source of the spot lights.



A seemingly temporary circus tent to be the studio for this stupid game of the jack trio. There was a abusrdly long line of the scum of the life sphere to see some sadistic entertainment with a absurd list of prices for types of people, saying things like "1 million dollars for hee-elders ho!" or "One Junes brand steak for childrens admission!" the only one that seemed normal was "No admission for demons of any kind!" But, luckily for the group, instead of having to cut through them all or administer under the price's of " Twelve origami crane's for admission of robots hee-ho!" Instead a demon recognized them.



"Aaaaaahhhhh you must be the contestants! Well hurry the hell up we aint got time for chitter chatter." The creature called more of its kind and began leading the group though to the special entrance, where they would soon stat playing this demented game.

READY??

GO!!!

[Maverick Hunter Zero]

The reason that Skeith decided to join up on this mission was to get the Demon's attention and even attract more attention to himself as per Eggman's request back at the Lost Reploid City, and this was perfect to bring in some more minions for the omellete dictator to overpower his two competitors.

"..." Was what Skeith could say as it was not possible for him to even speak normally, his visage would certainly inspire fear, because even the infected knew that this was an abberation that oozed death incarnate with his mere presence, and these demons would know to show both respect and fear to the first phase of the cursed wave.

[Cielmira]

Having only just landed following her allies arrival the demons were quick gather at the entrance. It would have been difficult to miss this place from miles away, the only thing it was missing was fireworks and cheesy music. What was surprising was the apparent number of customers they had attracted, and none she recognized as friendlies if any at all. This was a fair distance away from the Sphere and even she had grown a bit tired surfing the airways to get here.

"I've already a bad feeling I won't like this play," she half muttered, a hint of loathing for what was to come as she folded in her wings and flicked her bladed tail. She had expected something playful but not quite so... on stage. As long as they didn't chain her to one of the other two she could probably handle it with a cool head at least. When the demons began ushering them inside the tent she made sure to keep her blade-tipped wings well visible in case one got a bit closer than she wanted them to be.

[Mr. Game & Watch]

The camo-coated ROB landed softly next to its other two partners in the struggle for whatever madness this was. The machine’s thruster hummed as it made the grass below it dance about until it switched to its hover setting and allowed free movement around the level ground. The place looked like some sort of crazed carnival, way outside of what A.I.M. had expected out of a hostage situation.

It followed behind the scythe wielding giant ahead of it and listened closely to the words of the strange creature that greeted them. The robot may have lacked most emotions, but even still it wouldn’t be amused by the display that this creature put on. The clunky robot was programmed to protect all citizen of the Life Sphere and knowing that they were used for such a disgraceful display of what these twisted creatures thought was fun really grinded A.I.M.’s gears.

It aimed its primary source of weaponry which also happened to be its eyes at the collection of critters. It would not hesitate to exorcise extreme caution against whatever beings they were. “This charade is a waste of resources and valuable time. This unit asks you to stand down or it will use lethal force. Please comply” the machine stated openly to the general group of bowl cut critters. It calculated there was more than an eighty percent chance that the villains will refuse, but protocol dictates that it at least warns other non-infected beings before using lethal force.

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The creatures had all backed away at aim's weaponry, backing up and laughing nervously. "H-hey man, we just doin our jobs ere. It aint out fault mister frost summoned us up." They laughed, "Were probably just gonna go back anyway after this shindig, so save your big guns for the real demons, aight?" The lead obariyon hopped onto the back of a random line waiter, saying if he piggy backed him around eh would get free admittance, which the guest kindly agree'd. once the bowl haired creatures lead them inside, they all nodded, pushing the three into a huge set of doors. They slightly creeekd open, to show the set itself.




On the stage, who else but the Fairy of the hour had ran across the long strip, trying to slide across the waxed floors to grab a microphone to seem smooth, but failed at his attempts of catching the microphone or its podium and only severed to slide across the ground. Jack ripper ran out, picking frost up while giving low creepily laughs as he pushed his frosty brother onto the set again. Jack hopped up, grabbing the microphone and yelling out for the whole crowd to only go nuts when jack frost yelled "HEEEEEEEEEE-HO EVERY BODY! Its your favorite trio, The jack brothers! Hee-ho!" The applause was startling, as they all seemed to know what kind of chaos would unfold. Pyro jack floated down, no body visible under his cape and pumpkin head as he grabbed the mic. "Yes...Were all glad you could all come, ho-hee. Now, lets see whats hon the line hee." Suddenly, a screen rose up, revealing the as for mentioned hostages all tied up together. Jack ripper was in front of them all his straight razor ready incase funny business came about. "Now, lets reveal out contestants! Hee-ho!" jack frost turned, a big television dropping down for the audience. As overly flashy intro's played for each hero that had came, Jack ran back to the door. "Hee-hows it going guys? Im so excited for tonight! Hee-ho!" Jack smiled as much as his mouth could allow a sit was always in eternal grin. Before any of them could give the deep thrashing into jack's smug fanged grin, he wandered off as the intro's had ended. "Aaaaand hee-ho they are! Skeith, Cynder and A.I.M!" He laughed, the door they were behind slamming open as a mixture of boo's and cheers clamored to there appearance. "And who will they be fighting hee-ho? Well, give a warm welcome to the a whole round of demons!" Just as frost finished, the roof slid open as skeletons dropped from the ceiling, covered in bright green or deep blue slime...as that what they were. The nightmarish creatures stood to the best of there abilities, still eating lost meat off the skeletons. "Were still sorta preparing the main course."




Slimes- X3

Items held-None

Reward for killing-None

Hp-0%

Jack frost smiled, then speeding off with microphone in hand giving a "Hee" and a "Ho" with every step before running into the hostage booth with ripper where pyro joined them as the screen shielded them. "LET THE BLOOD SHED BEGIIIINNN HEE-HO!"

[Maverick Hunter Zero]

"Gee, I wondered what would be thrown out first, But I'll save the true power of my station for the main event." Skeith said telepathicly to his allies as he pulled out from nowhere, his trademark red wand, and began to cast a spell, before the hoard of demons and the Jack Trio could figure out what Skeith was doing, his spell went off.

"Freeze in the abyss; JUDGEMENT!" Skeith roared, and an icy chill spread around him, if this spell hit, all three slimes would take damage, and one might even become a sludgesicle if the attack was lucky enough to do just that.

[Cielmira]

Upon seeing the frightened kidnapped individuals Cynder let her tail drop a bit fiercely into the ground, a blunt 'shink' accompanying the blade's tip contacting the floor. Following this she couldn't help but roll her eyes at their antics, however they had done a good job on the intro videos and she felt mildly guilty for thinking so. If only they had gone into a more humble version of showbiz; there would be plenty of positive reception for entertainment at the Life Sphere with the current the doom and gloom atmosphere.

When the enemies were presented her lips curled in disgust, possibly even a quiet 'ew' escaping her as they drooped about. It took her a moment to realize that it wasn't a decaying skeleton they were fighting, but the slimy substance shifting around the bones. She made a mental note not to let it touch her and began sifting through battle approaches while simultaneously dropping her stance low to the floor and wide, flexing her wings to half spread and flicking her tail; making sure of course to keep it away from her allies as she crawled forward.

Skeith halted her approach though, the dragon feeling a sudden drop in temperature. It was rather nippy even with her distance from her tall ally making her feel glad she hadn't charged or she would have been included in that area attack. Not that she would have considering her move set and what they were up against. She was geared for melee and surprise and here those things would be rather useless. Her breath weapon was about all she would dare try, but she doubted the slime breathed so it would only be a smoke tactic in this fight. Cynder dared not enter melee with the things currently still ingesting the remains of the last poor beasts to do so. Which meant for now she would be a support for the other two.

"Hate to admit it but I'm not going to be the best fighter against these things, but if you need setup for an opening tell me what you need," she voiced to the other two. She guessed her whirlwind capability could find some use, considering the movements of the slime's skeletons were already shaky, but that would still require her to get up close and she wasn't about to run up there and have no follow up plans from the other two.

[Mr. Game & Watch]

If A.I.M. had eyes they’d be rolling after the strange creatures explained their predicament. The robot disengaged its attack setting and rerouted its optics over toward the large screen set in front of them. It displayed nothing good, the psychopaths only further showed their dominance over the group since they had the hostages in a very dangerous position. Besides they were being displayed on a screen, there was no telling where they were and if the robot didn’t do as it was told they’d be dead faster than it could possibly save them. No other option just yet.

The enemies appeared faster than the machine could process. They were hideous sure, but hardly intimidating to a calculating anti-monster busting machine. The comparatively small robot revved like an RC car as it began to wheel itself onto the stadium to fight the things. Though it was halted when the creature known as Skeith whipped up some sort of ice storm. It backed away and ceased beside the dragon as she affirmed her uselessness in the battle currently. A.I.M. would hardly be affected by the mere change in temperature, but it wasn’t confirmed that it would be one hundred percent safe for it to just wander into it.

It looked up to the sky briefly, plotting some sort of way to intervene in the battle without directly confronting the icicle storm. A small compartment opened on the sage drone’s platform revealing a Ray Gun. The machine snatched it with its two blocky fists and handed it over to the range-less flyer. “Unit Cynder, take this. Our platforms have the advantage of flight, the opposition does not. Logically, we take flight” the robot plainly commanded to its partner. With that, flames once more erupted from underneath the machine’s ‘feet’ and propelled it into the air. Its onboard targeting system aimed for one of the three slimy skeletons and as it ascended into the sky it shot off a focused red laser at it and continued to rocket further into the dark atmosphere. The flickering flames beneath A.I.M.’s exhaust almost acted like a weaker version of the sun.

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Jack yelled out a laugh of "Hee's" as he watched, looking at the current stature of the creatures.

The slimes had only started to begin to operate the skeletal creatures they were still dissolving, before skeith's little ice storm had caused them to freeze up. The slime's quickly moved into the rib cages, as the skeletons froze up, except for one of the poor foul demons's that was then hit by A.I.M's aerial blast had been in optimal position, getting a huge blast into its face, making the slime become nothing but a wide stain across the floor. The one's who had been lucky enough to not have such a fate slid out of there now useless carcasses, showing there ugly faces to the group.




Slimes- X2


Items held-None



Reward for killing-None



Hp-20%


Jack frost gave a "Awwwwwwww-ho.." followed with a question"Why are they so weak,hee-ho?!" As the slime's then started to curl up into themselves as one lunged to cynder as the other took to the terror of death. "Be careful there, get touched by those things and your gonna start getting dissolvee-ho!"

[Maverick Hunter Zero]

Skeith reacted very quickly that the slime did not even land a hit on the Epitaph's stone-like frame by moving far from it. "Nice try, Inferior maggot." Skeith said telepathically to the slimes amoeba-like brain as 4 energy bullets soon came from nowhere to strike both remaining slimes.

The terror of Death began to float above the ground, moving at speeds which A.I.M. would be able to calculate, Skeith wanted to entertain the trio, but he also wanted to show them that they and their demons were no match for the oncoming pressence of Skeith's growing rage, the likes of which would be disasterous if skeith unleashed it in his R:2 forme. "I know you want some of me, silly imps; I leave you with a question that you can ponder. What will you do if I put your audience in jepardy after these lower life forms are slain? The answer will not be difficult. You will have to face death sooner or later, and you will know it in my presence." Skeith spoke telepathically, directing these words to the Jack Trio, who knew that if they did kill the Hostages, Skeith would slay their audience after the Slimes met their end.

So in every sense of the word, Skeith - Metaphorically, and quite litterally - meant business.

[Cielmira]

Accepting the ranged blaster Cynder voiced a quick thanks before the robot flew off, the dragoness backing to avoid exhaust in her face. She adjusted the weapon in her hand, the device feeling quite odd whilst held. It wasn't something she'd ever used before. Still, it was what she had and the splatter result of A.I.M.'s attack signaled her to extend her own wings and take to the air. As could be expected the slime that had dived after her missed as she ascended albeit a bit more hastily with the thing so close below.

As a playful parting gift to the jello below her she unleashed her breath weapon for a few seconds, the shadowy fire engulfing its form. Cynder then began a circling pattern as she observed whether the lack of oxygen would do anything to the blob; more out of curiosity than expecting anything to have happened. As she flew she continued to fiddle with the gun, holding it securely in two hands so as to not drop it: it wasn't hers after all. As well she couldn't help but watch the actions of their boulder buddy as he spoke highly of himself and spewed multi and area attacks like they were nothing. She was a bit uneasy with him around considering who he was and his reputation. The last thing she needed was to get in his way.

All-in-all, it seemed she had no need to even interfere with this fight. A.I.M. had trivially smeared one across the floor already so it would be only a matter of moments before the last two met the same end, why should she take pot shots with a limited weapon on the lackies? So instead she kept a watch for anything else falling from the ceiling, ready to instantly shout out suspicious ambush activity to her allies. Cynder scanned the darkened corners and higher platforms, not ascending so high herself to avoid being separated from her allies. She also kept watch for any rambunctious activity from the crowd that could potentially cause a problem.

[Mr. Game & Watch]

A.I.M.’s shot at past shot on the slime was a success with no surprise. A still target was child’s play for the calculating machine. The other two seemed to reform themselves into mounds of goo while retreating from their skeletal hides which made them far less imposing in a way. The robot hardly had to worry about the since they were a good few yards below him and hardly a threat to his airborne chassis regardless of whether the villainous snowball was speaking the truth or not. Its allies also seemed to be making short work of them as well, which made the robot ponder whether or not the enemies were intentionally made to seem easy for them.

A.I.M. hardly saw the logic in answering the hostage situation with another hostage situation, especially when the trio had established fairly early on that they gave little regard toward anyone’s life in general. It was quite a big statement for the golem to make considering it was doubtful that the thing could keep track of the entire audience the same way that the ‘Jack the Ripper’ inspired imp his hostages. Besides, the audience was equally citizens of the Life Sphere as the hostages no matter how twisted they were. If Skeith so much as aimed his staff at the audience, A.I.M. would be quicker to intervene than he would to cast a spell.

The green machine’s ascension ceased as it found a height most suited for aiming another blast at the battlefield if need be. It was a distance that would give very little delay from the time it took to charge and to when it landed on an opponent. A.I.M. began to charge a gyro in its clunky fists. “ Unit Skeith, the slimes were warm up. Now is hardly the time for demands, be cautious for what they plan to unleash next” the little robot warned the giant.

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The two slimes looked up at skeith's energy spheres, Both getting a huge hole inside of them, making there faces spread apart. one of which found itself starting to dry out form lack of oxygen around it thanks to cynder. The other slime, looked at AIM and jumped at him. But, low intelligence lead to it only hitting the flame that was jetting the camouflaged robot along, making it burn up into ash. Jack frost sighed, clapping as slow as possible "Ok, okm you guys won, hee-ho! But now, we have another battle before the real big big one starts! you can actually hit them! Oh and to answer the skeith monster...WEE DO NOT CARE-HO. you can kill them all now if you want, if you weren't we were gonna anyway, Hee-ho!" Jack frost laughed, showing himself on the screen, giggling his little head off. "Now, give a warm welcome, to two hopefully smarter demons. COME FORTH, FUU-KEE-HO AND ONGYO-HEE-HO!"

Suddenly, the dried out slime couldn't see itself being smashed by the feet of a blue and white demon along with a black and slight red demon."This will have to do before the dheevil were summoning comes-ho!"

SLIMES DEFEATED!



Fuu-ki- x1

Items held-None [Besides weapon]

Reward-none

Hp-0%



Ongyo-ki-x1

Items held-None [besides weapon]

Reward-None

Hp- 0%

"SERIOUSLY HOW LONG DOES A PRINCE OF HEELL TAKE-HO!?" Jack seemed to be freaking, as pyro tried to calm him down as Ripper cackled, is straight razor still along the necks of hostages. The two oni's nodded to each other, as fuu-ki rushed at skeith, trying to cut him apart with his dual edged weapon. Ongyo-ki then looked up and jumped, taking to the skies and trying to smash aim down onto the ground to better fight the robot.

[Maverick Hunter Zero]

"To that A.I.M. I offer my condolenses and appologise, though the flesh and blood humans should leave before they become victims of the next wave." Skeith said telepathically to A.I.M. aware that the dried up slime had been slain by the footfalls of two Oni.

Skeith felt like he was gonna enjoy this battle, even as he became the target of another attack, he unleashed his ability to change his form by transforming into his G.U. Avatar incarnation and began moving erraticly to throw the Oni off with its attacks, though Skeith did get nicked in the shoulder, though instead of blood spurting out, Skeith felt a small chunk of his data crack, this openly enraged the epitaph and he swung violently with his Scythe in a Dashing Slash to decapitate the Oni

[Cielmira]

The new opponents looked a bit more dangerous than the jiggling blobs the dragon noted as she continued circling above. Her movement gave her a pick of who to focus down first, now she just had to decide which would be the best to head for; and quickly. Sticking to the air for these as well seemed the best plan, despite their great jumping abilities they should still lack the free maneuverability. Cynder furiously flapped her leathery wings to modify her course and gain speed, heading toward the robot and the approaching Ongyo.

AIM had something already setup, which should make for an easy deflecting of the approaching demon. However, she was here for the just in case scenarios. The dragoness went into an angular dive, zipping through the air as a blur until she was nearly underneath the rising Ongyo by at least fifteen feet. Suddenly she flared her wings to slow herself, spun so she was facing upward and aimed the blaster in her hands. With her remaining horizontal momentum she was almost directly below the demon before she started a free fall. Cynder pressed the trigger twice after a few more moments of aiming at the demon and at an angle slightly away from AIM before turning herself right side up and regaining flight potential. Of course, her first thing was to escape any immediate proximity of a falling ally or enemy above before glancing at Ongyo then moving her eyes onto the one Skeith was fighting.