Prologue, The Hands of Destiny
In the empty vastness of reality, there exists many universes. Each universe has its own trials and tribulations, its own constants. Those wise enough to take note would say there are a few constants throughout. For one, myths of good and evil, and the eternal struggle therein. However, one universe the universe called "Nintendo" was especially turbulent in this regard, with nearly every facet in its universe plagued occasionally by evil, with heroes rising up to stop it. Little did anyone in it know that their exploits were so legendary, entities they could not understand had their eyes on it, some content to watch from afar and live out these legends in their own living rooms as the storytellers saw them. Some, however, were much more nefarious.
Our odyssey begins in a pocket dimension of this universe known as the Smashverse. Soon, it would become the center of the Nintendo Universe. But not now. Now, the Smashverse appeared to be an picture perfect neighborhood, like the ones familiar to you or I. It was a sunny day, and a yellow house stood by its lonesome in the neighborhood. And in this house, lived two abstract beings. And one of them was engrossed in play, with dolls no-less.
"Our contestants for today are Mario of the Mushroom Kingdom and Kirby of Dreamland!" said the hand in his most dramatic announcer voice as he floated around the room.
The hand flew into a toy chest, plopping out and overall-clad mustachioed doll and a bulbus pink doll, plopping them on the table. Hurriedly, he arranged a box of tissues and a desk lamp to be the arena on which these two toys would fight.
"AND THE MATCH BEGINS IN THREE, TWO, O-" the hand bellowed as he counted down with his fingers. Suddenly, a voice interrupted him.
"Crazy! What are you doing with the figures?" demanded another voice
A much more mellowed, subdued hand floated his way into the other's bedroom
"How many times have I told you? These aren't for play! Father gave me these so I could identify who he wanted me to find."
"Oh, okay." said the defeated Crazy Hand. Suddenly, he perked up, "Can I come with you!?"
"No" barked the other hand, "The fact that you're in here playing with dolls proves that you aren't ready."
Crazy Hand groaned, "Okay Creatos."
Creatos snarled, "Again, what have I told you? That's my old name. Once I assemble these heroes, and used the tools Father gave us to assemble this Smashverse how I want it, I shall be the master of the Smashverse…"
"And once you defeat the heroes like Father wants you to, the master of all?" Crazy asked.
Creatos chuckled, "You aren't nearly as dumb as you appear Crazy. Nonetheless, from this moment on, I take the name Master Hand, to reflect my status as, as you said, the master of all!" Creatos, or as he would come to be known from now on, Master Hand, bellowed.
Mystical energy billowed at the tips of Master's fingers, and the toys began to float in the air. Master about faced, leaving the room with the toys as the door slammed behind him
In his room, Master Hand's desk had a map strewn across it. A literal map of the Nintendo universe, and what heroes his father wanted assessed and taken out if necessary, so that they all could dominate this universe
"Together, as a family" quietly mused Master Hand
Labeled number one on the list was a place called Kanto. As his father understood the culture there, one could legally capture the heroes he sought, so no one would be any the wiser of his motives there
Again, magic billowed from Master Hand's fingers, and from the magic appeared before him a purple humanoid figure, built crudely from cruder shapes
Master Hand concentrated, and he saw his own floating visage through the figure's eyes
Perfect thought Master Hand, conjuring a hat an trenchoat for the figure Now, I cam interact with anyone I choose anywhere without drawing attention
Master used magic to open a briefcase across the room, out of the briefcase levitated two figures. One was a yellow rat with red cheeks, the other a round puffball with big, expressive eyes
"Ah yes, Pikachu and Jigglypuff. These are the ones I'll find in Kanto" mused Master to himself
While these would be the easiest gets of the 12 he had on his list, they were far from the most important. Pikachu and Jigglypuff were merely weapons in their world, weapons that had gained a popularity in their world and beyond. Even though they were integral pieces to the puzzle, the other heroes were more sentient, much grander and independent in scale
Master Hand, using his magical power, opened a portal to Kanto to for his puppet to step through. He would find these Pokemon, Pikachu and Jigglypuff, one wau or another.
"That goes for all the others too. And soon, I'll find out who is the best of them all"