Smash Mansion: Mewtwo and the Cursed Mind Plate

I don't own Smash Ultimate.

There's a reference to Pokémon: The First Movie; Mewtwo Strikes Back.

I like to imagine that Kirby's second name is Popopo, his original development name.

This is one part of the story, and very, very long. Grab yourself a few snacks, maybe a drink or a cake, sit back and enjoy as the drama unfolds.

Smash Mansion, Mewtwo's Room…

Mewtwo was dozing quietly, floating, with his arms crossed, in midair. He had just finished, and won, a fight against his acquaintance and fellow Smash Fighter Lucario. The large cat-like being was thinking over his strategy for beating the Multi-Type Fighters when Ethan the Villager came in, his shovel in hand. "Hey, Mewtwo? I found this crazy slab of purple stone with an eye on the front and words on the back in my planter. I can't read it, though." the small, child-like Fighter explained.

"And why would this concern me?" Mewtwo asked softly, opening one pink-coloured eye.

"I asked Red the Pokémon Trainer what it was, and he said I should give it to you, you might know what it is." Ethan said, shrugging and handing over the stone tablet.

"Very well. I believe that this item you gave me is a Mind Plate," Mewtwo spoke thoughtfully. "It enhances the power of a Psychic-Type Pokémon, such as myself. I believe that the engraving will be hard to decipher, I'll tell you later." he finished.

"OK, bye Mewtwo!" Ethan laughed, waving and running from the room.

Mewtwo smiled and chuckled softly. He didn't have a very good sense of compassion, but what he did have meant he could enjoy the cuteness of the child fighters.

He began reading the words on the tablet, trying to make sense of the jumbled words. "What world does that of the story end in a war? Hm?" he muttered to himself, confused. The words didn't make sense, and the more Mewtwo read them, the harder he found it to think. Without realising, he fell asleep with his head on the Mind Plate. An eerie faint green light glowed after he shut his eyes…

An hour later…

The large cat-like Pokémon woke up with a killer headache. He shifted slightly, stood up and stretched. He then turned towards the door, wondering whether he should get Pokémon Trainer to give him some kind of medicine for his migraine. Mewtwo decided he would, but subconsciously grabbed the Mind Plate from his table, it floating above him. After floating around the mansion for a few minutes, he found Red the Trainer, with Moon as well. "Hey Mewtwo! I see you got the weird tablet Ethan found." Red smiled, giving his Squirtle a signal to stop battling Moon's Charizard for a second.

"Yes, I did receive it, but I have a migraine and I was wondering if you have anything to help." Mewtwo asked, slightly zoned out due to thinking.

"Awwwwwww, poor little guy! I have some headache medicine for Pokémon!" Moon replied, rummaging around in her seemingly endless bag. She pulled out a small unopened cyan bottle labelled "Poké Mart Headache Medicine for All Evolutions" with a spoon taped to it. "Bingo! I found it!" Moon shouted, smiling. Mewtwo immediately looked embarrassed, having to be treated like a small Pokémon. She poured out a measurement of the practically glowing cyan medicine and offered the spoon to Mewtwo. Unsurprisingly, the embarrassed Legendary crossed his arms and turned his head away like a stroppy child.

"Now, now, Mewtwo. If you supposedly have such a bad headache, then you have to take the medicine." Moon reasoned, moving the spoon toward his face every time he looked away.

"Oh, for the love of Arceus, FINE." the Legendary muttered after a few minutes of looking away, allowing the Trainer to put the spoon in his mouth. The medicine was bitter and made him shiver a little, but it immediately began working on his migraine. "Thank you, Moon. Sorry for my misbehaviour, I was just…" Mewtwo said, unable to think of a way to finish his sentence. "Oh, it's fine. Just remember, if you need me, I'll be practicing with either Red, Yellow, Ultrasun, Sapphire or Black." Moon answered, smiling.

A little while later…

"Round nine of the tournament, Mewtwo vs. Sonic!" a narrator shouted. Mewtwo heard, and headed to the Fighter Lobby.

"Well, hey there, Mewtwo! Prepare for the defeat of your lifetime!" Sonic laughed as Mewtwo came in.

"I think not." Mewtwo suddenly snarled viciously, frightening Sonic. Then he remembered who he was and muttered "Sorry, I was… just in a bad mood." in an attempt to cover over his unjustified behaviour. The hedgehog shrugged, as they were lead to that day's map - - - Tortimer's Island. The two took their stances and began to fight. Sonic dashed toward Mewtwo, his quills tense, so he could perform a move he'd been practicing. Then, without thinking, Mewtwo's eyes glowed a furious green and he teleported upwards, meaning Sonic ran into the ocean. Mewtwo landed on his feet, Sonic pulled himself back out of the sea, and taunted "Come on!"

It was a big mistake.

Mewtwo's eyes turned green again, his fur darkening a little, and he grabbed Sonic with a powerful telepathic move. "Woah, buddy, maybe- Ack!" Mewtwo had began closing his hand, making the psychic move grip Sonic tighter and tighter. The Hedgehog fainted from a lack of oxygen just as Mewtwo realised what he was doing, his eyes fading back to pink and his fur lightening again. The Legendary Pokémon let go of Sonic and rushed over to him. The hedgehog sat up again, finally able to breathe properly once more.

"Sonic! Are you OK?" Mewtwo asked worriedly, wondering if Sonic would be fine.

"Not cool, Mewtwo! What is wrong with you?!" Sonic yelled, his easily triggered anger showing, as he shot Mewtwo the holy mother of all death glares.

"I-I'm so sorry, Sonic. I… I don't know what came over me." Mewtwo whispered, his voice barely audible. He hadn't felt the urge to cry ever since he turned a Pokémon Trainer called Ash Ketchum to stone, but that feeling was back with a vengeance. Tears ran down his pointed muzzle as the crowd jeered and booed, and two Crazy Hands dragged him off the map.

"Mewtwo has been disqualified!" shouted the announcer..

Outside Smash Mansion…

Mewtwo was sitting, quite depressed, at the steps to the mansion entrance, as several Crazy Hands watched him closely. Surrounding him. Quarantining him.

"I knew I had powers stronger than those of which I use in battle, but are they… out of control? Am I missing something I need to make me perfect? Are the Fighters going to abandon me now? Do I even have a… purpose in this world?" Mewtwo wondered sadly, his chin resting in his hands. Mega Man had been walking by as Mewtwo asked his somehow heartbreaking question, so with the Crazy Hands' permission, he went and sat down next to the Legendary Pokémon.

"Hey, Mewtwo? I felt like that during the time my company abandoned me. For half a year, I was on the run, trying to find someone to help me. But then, I found what I was meant for - to be in Smash! And I firmly believe that you belong here too." Mega Man whispered motivatingly into Mewtwo's ear.

"Yes, but you didn't almost strangle someone on a battlefield without even realising, did you?" Mewtwo asked softly yet dangerously.

"Uhh, n-no, but… uh…" Mega Man trailed off, completely confused.

Mewtwo was about to reply when he suddenly felt an urge to hurt someone building, and yelled "Mega Man, run if you favour your life! My power is going out of control again!" Mega Man quickly looked Mewtwo up and down, scanning him, and he found that Mewtwo was being controlled by some foreign force.

"Mewtwo, I just scanned you, and you're cursed! I'm going to warn the other Fighters, OK?" Mega Man reasoned quietly, backing off as Mewtwo tried to fight the curse. The cat-like Pokémon screeched loudly, his fur turning black, his tail white and his eyes a vivid glowing green. The Mind Plate was absorbed into his body, and he turned his head sharply towards the Blue Bomber. Mega Man's child instincts kicked in, and he ran away from Mewtwo, fearing for his life. Cursed Mewtwo saw him, and immediately grabbed him with a psychic hand, dragging the child-like robot boy towards him.

"No, don't hurt me! I'm begging you, don't! This isn't you, Mewtwo!" Mega Man babbled quickly in his frightened state as he levitated in the air in front of Cursed Mewtwo, enveloped by an ancient glow. Cursed Mewtwo grinned menacingly, and suddenly, there was a sound of creaking and tearing metal."SUFFER, CHILD." Cursed Mewtwo snarled, enjoying the anguished screeches of the bot boy. Mega Man screamed continuously for a few minutes, when his cybernetic heart was actually ripped from his body with a sickening crunk, loose wires and oil coming from it, and he was tossed to the ground in a stunning amount of pain, energy draining rapidly. Cursed Mewtwo, after enjoying making another being suffer, flew high into the sky to escape the Crazy Hands that had began chasing him, and created a huge sonic boom through his mind alone, knocking his attackers down.

"Compu… ter, activate… emer… gency… battery, quickly…" Mega Man gasped weakly, hand over the hole in his abdomen. His battery kicked in and he stood up, grabbed his cybernetic heart and quickly but quietly ran to the mansion.

Mega Man stumbled in quite clumsily, nearly falling over and tripping a lot. "G-g-guys…!" was all he stuttered before he suddenly dropped down to his knees and then all fours, realising that Cursed Mewtwo must have damaged more than just his heart, and that several components could have been damaged by being forced out the way. Mega Man collapsed, still conscious, but in extreme pain and unable to move his body. Kirby was passing by at that moment and saw his friend fall. "Meggy poyo! Iwm yew okey?" Kirby babbled, really frightened, lifting his friend's head to get him to look at him.

"Kirby… ge-get me… help…" the damaged robot groaned quietly, knowing his battery would run out soon. Kirby nodded bravely, and ran off to find Dr Mario.

Smash Mansion Medical Bay…

"Domctaaa! Domcta Mawiio poyo!" Kirby yelled as he ran in. Dr Mario looked up from his unnecessarily large amount of paperwork. "Hm? What's-a wrong, Kirby Popopo?" asked the Italian doctor.

"Meggy poyo hurt amd has poyo poyo big hole!" Kirby babbled loudly, whining, grabbing Dr Mario's hand and trying to drag the doctor with him. The two found the bot boy lying on his back, still clutching his cyberheart in one hand, a huge hole in his chest.

"Mamma Mia! What-a happened here? Did-a Ridley get him again?" Dr Mario gasped. Mega Man was still vaguely conscious and whispered two syllables; "Mewtwo…" before going into Critical Temporary Shutdown. He wasn't dead but was barely hanging on.

Felt like writing a dramatic story. Next chapter of Mewtwo and the Cursed Mind Plate will be out soon, so keep an eye out for it!