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WOTFI 2025. Their most difficult challenge yet.
The fight was getting intense. Fighting major villains from their past was rough, leading to many bad memories and experiences. This didn't stop the SMG4 crew from giving it their all. They all felt as though their lives were leading up to this, so they couldn't give up now.
SMG3 had to fight his past self. To say that hurt was an understatement. Having to fight this version of himself when he was at such a low moment in his life was painful. He still gave it his all. He wouldn't let this bring him down from helping his friends.
The fight went on between everyone for a while. Eventually, Melony gave them all a boost of power, leading to more efficient fighting.
SMG3 dodged and threw hits as though his final moments depended on it. He used the magical sword with all he could, but it all stopped mattering once the villains were given their own boosts of power.
Everyone began going down one by one. SMG3 was barely managing to hold on. He threw himself into the air, getting ready to swing a powerful hit.
Everything seemed to slow down. He could see his past self looking over to where he couldn't see, nodding at someone before taking off. SMG3 hit the ground shortly after, turning around to continue his fight.
SMG3 gasped, dropping his sword.
Past SMG3 had 4 in one of his hands, choking him. He held up 4 as though he was prey that had been caught, and as if it was a prize he wanted to boast about.
Before SMG3 could run over to help SMG4, large strong hands grabbed his arms and roughly put them behind his back (3 assumed the hands belonged to Lawyer Kong). He could feel the powers Melony gave him begin to fade away.
3 tried his best to escape the tight grip. Time was ticking as 4 fought for some air. Tears began forming in SMG3's eyes. He hoped odds would turn in his favor right about now.
Past SMG3 spoke up, “What's wrong? I thought you wanted SMG4 dead, no? Well, I'm just helping you out, since you weren't able to kill him before.”
The more past 3 spoke, the paler 4’s face got and the difference in his attempt to fight the grip on his neck was evidently dying down. The noises he made trying to breathe got quieter and quieter.
SMG3 looked down, avoiding the sight. At this point, tears were streaming down his face. He couldn't speak, what could he even say to solve this?
Suddenly, SMG3 heard a loud zap and a scream that sounded similar to his. He heard a thud.
Another zap, causing the tight grip on his hands to falter.
SMG3 looked behind him, seeing Mr. Puzzles holding out the YouTube Remote, with smoke coming out of it.
Mr. Puzzles said nothing. He simply continued his fight with WPNZ. SMG3 wasted no time once he gained his bearings to run over to 4.
SMG4's face was slowly losing its paleness, though 4 couldn't move. He coughed immensely, rubbing his throat with such gentleness that hurt 3 to even witness.
3 carefully picked up 4, running somewhere else where he could let SMG4 recover without issues.