Prologue:
Tabuus P.O.V:
Everywhere around where I stand is barren. Torn down, old, rotted, or in flames. My minions gather in military stance, waiting for my next order, Subspace weapons at ready.
At long last...after five years of being in that pit of despair, I have returned...everyone that I had encountered was screaming, in terror of my wrath upon them...now that Ive defeated those pitiful smashers and , and NOTHING can stop me from my plans. Every child, Every adult, young and old, from every world and in between will fill their heads with nightmares of pain, sorrow, and anguish. I have conquered this world...and more importantly...the universe.
But just I had least expected it...a sudden chill runs down my spine...
No...something is wrong...
"MASTER TABUU!" Seeking to the left of me, my Subspace messenger hobbles to me, with a big letter at hand. "THE NEW WORLD STATUS IS UPDATED! YOU NEED TO SEE THIS!"
Rrgghh, I wish he wasn't so shrill when he is carrying messages. It annoys me greatly.
But since this sounded urgent, I cleared my throat and took up the letter. Carefully opening the scarlet red envelope, I was met by a yellow sheet of paper glimmering in red letters.
"To Tabuu, supreme ruler of the Subspace emissary:
I must congratulate your success in spreading Subspace in every world known to the smashers and beyond. Unfortunately, one planet remains untouched, protected by the powers opposing you...this is where the unawakened smashers lie, along with the ones that you had defeated..."
My face started turning beet red with anger, with an anger so strong that the messenger quickly left while I felt like letting it out. How could there be still a world not controlled by my superior power?! And how did those idiotic smashers find themselves there?
No matter then..."Prepare for transportation..." I turned to the now startled messenger, who started to scribble it down as I spoke to him, "Prepare the transportation to..."
The messenger finally look up, as his voice shook in fear...
"Earth, sir."
Master Hands P.O.V:
No...the smashers are scattered...there must be an easier way to find and bring the smashers back without bringing attention to Crazy Hand and myself. There must be...
"CRAZY! PUT THAT DOWN!" As usual, Crazy Hand starts to annoy me as he plays with my other-world tracker. I float over to him and put my thumb out, but Crazy zips past me and keeps messing with it.
He may have gotten away with breaking my other things, but This is the last straw...as my last resort kicks in, I manage to tackle my brother and rip the precious device out of his fingers before it hits the ground. "I've told you many times not to mess with my things, brother!"
Normally he would be laughing at his cruel joke or start throwing bob-mobs at me...but he was silent this time. That is rare for him to act like that. What could be bothering him?
I would soon find out. Just as I was trying to get an answer from Crazy, the world tracker started beeping. What in the world? "Wait a minute"...My brother pointed to the screen to the tracker with his index finger.
On the screen right then...was looked to be somewhat of a map...but there were points blinking on and off all over it. 'Wait' a new idea pooped up. 'If those points are what Me and Crazy think, then that means...!'
"Come on, Crazy! We have smashers to find!" Tabuu may have won this battle, but not this war. We will bring them back...but stronger than before.
Well, there you have it for for the prologue! (I am so sorry its crappy! XP) I will be putting a few of the OCs POVs up soon, but until then, R&R!