Author note: I do NOT own Super Smash bros. Or Mewtwo or any of the Smashers. I only own my OCs and the plot of this story.
I have thought over this for a while, and I've decided. I'm going to take on the TAF: Challenge Edition thing. Don't worry, I'm still working on 'Monster,' so that means for this fic, updates may be less often until 'Monster' is finished.
For those of you who have NO IDEA what I have to do for this challenge, I have to use the prompts Tangerine, Ferry, and Apocalypse for the fic. I can use them literally, metaphorically...you get the idea. There is no word limit (YAY!) and I can use any characters I want! (DOUBLE YAY!)
The no-word-limit-thing being up my alley (I'm terrible with word limits), I decided to try it out. Why not? I think it'll be quite interesting...
...The only thing is, it didn't say whether I'm allowed to use OCs or not, so I'm assuming we're allowed to. If it turns out I'm not allowed to use OCs, this fic might be deleted. (Although I REALLY HOPE that we're allowed use OCs.)
Warnings: Possible pairings, OCs, possible character death, AU...um...I think that covers it.
Constructive Criticism would be great, and I hope you guys read and enjoy! Thanks!
Rebirth
1. End of the Act
It came.
It came without warning.
Everyone had been living their peaceful lives when the apocalypse struck.
Cities burned. Plains were flooded. Statues crumbled. Earthquakes split the earth apart. Veichles were overturned or smashed to bits.
The painful, mournful screams of every living being in the world echoed through the destruction.
In a hidden place, a hidden room, stood five figures. One of the figures sat on a chair while the other four stood nearby. All of their eyes was on the screen in front of them.
"...We must look." the sitting figure spoke quietly, with that ever so elegant, yet deep voice of hers. "We must look for those who have survived the end of the first act. Every cast member, every character counts; even those that may be cold of heart towards others."
"Yes...'Mother.' We will." a man with long, long hair answered her softly. He looked at the screen in front of them, pausing before speaking up. "I already see two." He pointed at the screen as he spoke, and everyone looked. Two anthromorphic figures, one more feline-like while the other was more jackal-like, were amongst the rubble of Smash Mansion, and the jackal was shaking the bleeding feline furiously.
"Come on, wake up!" the jackal was shouting in desperation. "Mewtwo...please. No...no! This can't be happening. This can't be happening. Don't-don't leave me alone!"
The feline (Mewtwo) let out a soft groan, shakily raising a paw to briefly touch the jackal's face, before it fell.
"NO!"
The seated figure looked at the long-haired figure quietly, giving him a look. The figure nodded, before he ran out of the room.
How...no! Mewtwo can't...he just can't-Lucario was thinking to himself furiously as he held the dying psychic feline in his arms. The aura pokemon was trying his best to restrain himself from sobbing.
He was so unsure of what to do. He glanced at the ruins around him quietly. Mario had been crushed by pieces of falling debris. Meta Knight had bravely pushed Kirby out of the way as flames came rushing towards him. Lucas and Ness had even tried their hardest to stop the flooding tide get any closer, before the cold waters drowned them...
"Poyo?" Lucario turned to see Kirby, quickly running over to him. Lucario mentally sighed of relief. The puffball hadn't gotten hurt too much, save for a few cuts. Thank goodness...Meta Knight would be happy about that. "Poyo?" There were already tears welling up in Kirby's eyes as he stared at the dying feline.
"We have to help him, Kirby...I-I don't know what to do-" Lucario started, still trying to restrain himself from sobbing.
"He's still alive. He has to be." an unfamiliar voice spoke up. The two turned to see a man walk over to them.
"Who are you!?" Lucario choked out, holding Mewtwo a bit more closely. "What do you want?"
The man made eye contact with Lucario. "My name is of no importance, at least not right now. We must help your friend, or he will surely be deceased like the rest of the world. Please...I mean no harm. I can take you all to a safer place. Let me help you, please..." he trailed off.
"Alright, fine!" Lucario shouted. "Just-just help him. Please..." It was then that the aura pokemon broke into a sob.
The man picked up the unconscious feline quietly, cradling him in his arms as he whispered into Mewtwo's ear.
"You're going to be alright. I'll fix you...and I know you're going to stay alive. It's not time for you to exit the stage yet..."
Author note: The last bit of the last line is actually a line from 'Count Cain: Godchild,' spoken by the character Jizabel. I don't own that.