Disclaimer: Megamind belongs to DreamWorks SKG and I will not make any money from this fanfiction.
Author Note: This is a fan made novel of the movie inspired by my thoughts on the movie and what I have read in some of the additional universe material such as the book The Art of Megamind. There are some scenes in this fanfiction that were not in the movie and other scenes that were in the movie, but that I expand upon. There are also one or two elements from the junior novelization that I include as well.
Call it fate, destiny, what have you when, against extraordinary odds, a black hole wanders into a solar system. This tragedy occurred one day to two families in the Glaupunk Quadrant.
Alarms sounded. Red and blue lights flashed. Debris fell from cracking walls and ceilings. People screamed. As the tidal force began to tear their planet apart two parents rushed their infant son to a space capsule. To the eight day old alien baby the event was dark and surreal. Looking back on the day it felt more like his parents were urging him to move out of their broken home. He would only have a hazy recollection of what they looked like and he would not remember their teary eyes. He did remember his parents last words to him after they placed him in the capsule built for one, a lifeboat set into the vast ocean of space.
"Here is your Minion. He will look after you," his mother said and she placed a liquid filled globe containing a fishlike creature in her son's lap.
"And here is your binky," said his father and he placed a glowing, blue pacifier in his son's mouth.
"You are destined for ..." but the closing capsule door cut off his father's last words.
His son pondered those last few words. Destined for ... what?
There wasn't anymore time left. In a cloud of white the embraced figures of his parents vanished and the escape capsule blasted off. He set off to find his destiny.
However, he was not alone on that quest. Another family on a separate planet in the quadrant was able to rescue their son. Right away fate seemed to favor the later. While one child had smooth sailing the former had an encounter with an asteroid belt. Between one of the bumps the boy had his face pressed against the window and the two children could see one another. His counterpart sat in a golden capsule and looked exactly like the inhabitants of the world they were heading for. Before rocketing past the golden infant grinned and stuck out his tongue. Both of them landed on our planet, Earth, and their glorious rivalry was born.
The presence of extraterrestrials on Earth amazed even those with the wildest imaginations, but it was to no one's great surprise that, out of all other cities, Metro City would be their new home. This city is a self proclaimed crown jewel and a shining monument to a more enlightened world. It is graced with elegant architecture, soaring skyscrapers, and famous museums (to name a few) and the compact city limits also create a sense of community. Sometimes, though, people do forget the imperfections, noisy freeways laid through less than glamorous neighborhoods, the crumbling factories across the bay from the abandoned observatory, or the low income district east of downtown(to name a few). No city, not even in a brighter future, is very much perfect. Even on the gray December day when the two otherworldly infants arrived, the city was as dazzling as it was shabby. While one of the aliens appeared practically identical to humans and landed in the home of a wealthy and cordial family, the other did not share fortunate resemblance and happened to land in the courtyard of a prison.
All of the prisoners took an immediate liking to their strange visitor and took charge of his moral "education". The warden and guards were at quite a loss as what to do with their strange new inmate. The alien resembled a baby boy, although he was unlike any baby they had ever seen. The baby's entire body was cyan colored, his eyes were a vivid green, and he had a large head in proportion to the rest of his body, while everything else was comparable with human anatomy. To an even further extent, the baby alien exhibited intelligence and awareness far beyond any human baby. Why, it wasn't even two days after his arrival that the "baby" built a motorized tricycle, powered by his pacifier, that blasted holes in the floors and walls, releasing several prisoners and starting off a rocky relationship with the prison warden. Unable to make up their minds, the baby alien remained where he was and grew up in the prison.
As he grew older the boy alien absorbed the diverse life lessons of his fellow prisoners. The warden attempted to instill some discipline and respect in the boy, but the child responded with defiance, disregard for rules, and tended to create acts of mayhem. However, more than anything he longed to go outside the prison walls, so after working on his good behavior the warden allowed him to attend the next door, one room school house, Lil' Gifted School For Lil' Gifted Kids, when he was twelve years old in the hopes that the boy could better himself through learning.
On the first day of school parents hugged their children goodbye and wished them good luck at the bus stop. Two guards and the warden saw their young inmate off at the prison entrance. The blue boy was in chains and brought along his fish, Minion, when he boarded the Metro City Prison Bus to arrive at school. Like most children on this day he was nervous, but excited for his first day outside prison. When the bus dropped him off the two guards escorted him to the entrance.
The boy's mouth opened. While in prison everything was dark and gray and everyone wore orange, there were all sorts of colors and bright lights here. For the first time he saw children of all different colors his own age. However, not a single one of them was blue. Even though class had not started all of the students and the teachers were gathered in one place. One of the young boys was clearly attracting all the attention because he was flying while lifting the teacher, along with her desk, above him! The two alien boys' paths had crossed once again. Once the children and teacher caught a glimpse of the latest arrival they all stared and fell silent, the one boy doing so while hovering over the floor. The blue boy's ears reddened and he suddenly felt self conscious of his blue skin, orange prison uniform, and overly large bald head.
The blue boy soon discovered that he had a hard time fitting in at school and making friends. No one seemed very keen on spending time with the blue skinned odd ball. He tried to talk to some of his classmates, but the right words never seemed to come out of his mouth and he had a hard time relating to anyone.
However, the boy who could fly and shoot laser beams out of his eyes, Wayne Scott, usually known at school as Metro Boy, attracted love and affection like flies to fly paper. All he had to do was fly someone around the room, make popped corn with his laser vision, or carry the entire school library to get anything he wanted. Even without super powers he was well known, having been adopted by Lord and Lady Scott, one of the richest couples in Metro City. The blue boy did not even have a name, only titles like "young man", "bad boy, or simply boy". So, if he did not possess any social skills and could not pronounce simple words like squirrel, restaurant, and school, he decided to use his intellect to win their affections.
After his first day of school, he set to work right away on a device to produce popped corn and win over those drones who tripped over their own feet for Metro Boy. He approached the warden and, after several assurance the he had no bad intentions, the warden gave the blue boy what he wanted, a few dry corn on the cobs. Even after the call for lights out the boy brought out his glowing pacifier and continued into the night on his newest invention.
The next day he managed to catch the attention of his classmates and the teacher with Minion, in his globe, perched on top of a miniature, remote control robot.
"Now watch this," he said and pressed a button on his remote. Minion walked forward on his spindly robot legs to the bucket holding the corn cobs.
The blue boy looked at his audience. They looked disinterested, but were still paying attention. So far so good. He pressed another button.
A blue beam emitted from the pacifier attached to the robot and ignited the corn in a small blast.
A few children screamed and everyone scrambled away except Metro Boy. The blue boy frantically pressed buttons on the remote. No, no no! I knew I should have slowed down and checked my circuits, but I wanted to do this today! Meanwhile, Metro Boy flew forward and breathed in the fire and smoke. Then, he turned on his blue counterpart.
"It's time for the corner, blueberry head!" Metro Boy lifted him up by the back of his uniform and set him between the closet and the bookshelf. The blue boy tried to protest, but the teacher joined Metro Boy.
"Turn around and think about what you've done until I say you can come back. I'm sending the warden a note telling him you terrified me and your classmates today, so next time maybe you'll think about our safety first."
The boy sighed and turned around, but a moment later he glanced behind to see everyone smiling at Metro Boy as he hovered above the ground, a huge smile plastered across his face, and a sweater tied around his neck in a makeshift cape. The teacher smiled proudly and put a gold star sticker on his shirt.
"Thank you Metro Boy. Our little hero."
Soon the blue boy gave up trying to impress his classmates with his genius. They just did not have appreciation for brains when it came to brawn. Furthermore, Metro Boy was always watching him and sent him to timeout for teacher whenever he did anything bad. How was he supposed to know it was wrong to walk in the classroom with dirty shoes? What if he wanted to? The other kids made similar mistakes and they were not punished like the bad boy with the bald head. The lesson was that good received all the praise and adulation while evil was sent to quiet time. Everyday Metro Boy got at least one gold star, the blue boy stood in the corner, and the warden got a note from the teacher. The warden threatened to take him out of school every day, but the blue boy begged him not to. It was still slightly better than prison.
Fitting in was not an option, so most of the day the blue boy often sat by himself with Minion and worked on his inventions. He was grateful to at least have Minion because the fish was the only thing that was like a friend to him. He could talk and always stood by his side, well, not literally. He even offered to be the test subject for the blue boy's proudest invention, the dehydration gun. The device removed all the water from an inanimate object and turned the object into a blue cube the size of a cubic inch. Now he wondered if it would do the same for animate objects. So one day, while the other children sang Isty Bitsty Spider and Metro Boy played the accompaniment on a small guitar, (rather horribly the blue boy thought, but no one said anything), he looked around once, pulled out the miniature hand held gun and shot Minion with its' blue ray. The fish and the globe turned into a blue cube and the boy poured a few drops of water from his plastic cup on the cube. The cube turned back into a globe and fish, but to the boy's shock the fish was floating upside down and had it eyes closed. The boy gingerly taped the globe and the fish opened his eyes and smiled. The boy sighed with relief.
"You almost killed me sir," chided Minion with amusement.
"What a drama queen," the boy whispered.
"Recess kids!"
All the kids ran outside, but the blue boy was in no rush. No matter what he did, no matter how hard he tried, he was always the odd man out, the last one picked, the screw up, black sheep.
"Come on baldy, we're going to play dodge ball!"
The blue boy straightened up. Sure the kid called him names, but for the first time someone was inviting him to come out to play whatever dodgeball was. So he went outside and lined up against the school house wall with the other students while Metro Boy picked the team, one by one. The boy was hopeful, but once again the kid with the blue skin and large bald head was the last one picked. Even the girl with her leg in a cast was picked before him. The next thing he knew the students picked up red rubber balls and the blue boy braced himself.
"Get him!"
The dozen or so balls that hit him did not hurt so much, but they did sting and the one from Metro Boy knocked him to the ground. The kids laughed and took off for the swings and playground.
"Sir, sir!" Minion rolled over. "Are you alright?"
"I think so." The boy pushed himself up to a sitting position. He stared for a moment at the laughing and playing students. Then he stood. "I'll be right back Minion."
He went back in the school and into the restroom. He paused for a moment and then glanced up at the reflection of his large head, watery eyes, and blue face streaked with a few tears.
Once again the blue boy stayed up late at night working on another invention. The next day the kids wanted to play dodge ball again, but the boy put on a black helmet complete with spikes, a strap under his chin, and his blue pacifier perched on top, sparking blue. The kids laughed at his even more awkward looking head and threw their balls.
Perhaps he had been just a little too enthusiastic. The blue force field generated by the helmet blocked the balls as intended, but then the field sent them shooting back outwards causing quite a bit of damage. A window broke, a few people got hit by balls, even the warden down the block, although Metro Boy was able to use his super speed to block a ball from hitting the teacher. This earned the blue boy his longest timeout yet.
He lingered over the constant rejection and misfortune that had constantly followed him while Metro Boy received his fifth gold star for the day. Everyone called him bad, everyone said whatever he did was evil. He never could do anything to their liking, only bring mayhem and do evil. In fact, as shown by today, he was rather good at it. And it was a bit funny to hear the students scream as they ducked his flying balls or see the warden growl when he blasted another set of bars on purpose or by accident. In fact he even looked the part from what he had seen in the few comics and books he read.
All his life he wondered about his destiny and what was his purpose in life. Well, destiny could not be giving him a clearer sign. So…if he was the bad boy, then he was going the be the baddest boy of them all!
The boy stared at the closet in his corner full of all sorts of bottles with chemicals. He gave an evil smile, did some quick calculations, and grabbed several of the bottles.
A moment later the entire school house erupted in a puff of blue smoke. The students screamed, but the smoke was not poisonous, just hard to see through. The teacher and Metro Boy escorted the students safely outside the building. Everyone was covered in blue and very irritated, much to the boy's delight. The teacher called the prison and Metro Boy grabbed the bad boy. He did not even try to hide, instead he smiled at his successful act of mayhem while waiting for the bus to take him back to jail for the last time. He was still smiling was the bus drove him away and he sat in the back watching his former classmates. Metro Boy stuck out his tongue and lifted up the entire school house to move it to safety, far from the prison, and the kids and teacher cheered. Both boys knew that they would be seeing each other again soon enough. After all, they both believed they were destined to be rivals.
After the school vanished in the distance the boy's smile faltered for just a moment as he thought, Would I still be destined to be a super villain if they had been nice to me?
The warden's face sported a very familiar frown under his handlebar brown mustache, punctuated by a noticeable red bump on his forehead. The boy tried only half heartedly to hold back a grin.
"What do you have to say for yourself young man?"
The boy did not answer. He only looked right back defiantly and now barely concealed his grin.
"So you don't feel sorry for what you've done?"
"No."
The warden sighed and spoke in a hard voice. "I've given you enough chances to become a good citizen, boy. You're a villain and you'll always be a villain."
"That's the idea," the boy replied and then he struck a dramatic pose and raised his voice. "And my name is Megamind, criminal genius and master of all villainy!"
"Well, Megamind, you're never going to get leave this prison. I will to see to that." The warden gestured to two guards and they began to escort the self christianized young Megamind back to his cell.
"Oh really?" Megamind whispered and he and Minion shared a smile.
A few months later a small explosion rattled the prison. Megamind escaped from prison for the first time and began a enduring career for life as a super villain. At the age of fourteen he was already hatching schemes to conquer Metro City and eventually the world. This set him up for his rivalry against Metro Boy, who soon became Metro Man, defender of Metro City. Their matches of good versus evil, devilish schemes versus heroic strength, were like the events from story books. Each battle had its' own unique devices, but the players and goals were always the same. Sometimes Metro Man won the day, other times Megamind almost won. The citizens cheered their hero and soaked up the excitement. A beautiful woman reporter broadcasted the story every week and praised the city hero. Despite every failure Megamind never got discouraged, never gave up, and never failed to remind Metro City that he, Megamind, incredibly handsome, criminal genius and master of all villainy, would one day defeat Metro Man and rule the world.
Author Note: If anyone would like to be a beta reader send me an email.