Mewtwo jumped out of the way of the body slam. Bowser growled angrily and charged up for his fiery breath while Marth leapt over the beast to strike at the Pokemon. Mewtwo agilely flew upward out of the way just in time and landed on his feet above the two fighters.
The legendary copy panted heavily, holding his side that was bleeding profoundly. Looking to the screen holding the contestant's names and health, he found his damaged percentage was up to 247! Marth and Browser only had half his damage points, but that was because the crate full of healing tomatoes dropped on THEM rather than him and Pikachu.
'The poor thing.' he thought absently still holding his side as he glared down at the smirking duo. 'He didn't stand a chance when that bomb came into Bowser's hands.' But despite this fact, no anger was shown on the mystic one's face. He attempted to keep focus on his emotions for these very reasons. One slip of the mask and his enemies will be on him easier than Kirby in front of a Las Vegas buffet.
Mewtwo shook his head. 'Concentrate. Concentrate.' he thought over and over. He focused his energy into a ball, letting it charge for a second before Marth and Bowser came at him again. He jumped out of the way and swung his tail straight at Bower, and to his joy, it hit him directly in the nose and sent him flying to the skies. Marth gasped a bit finding himself alone, but adjusted his sword up for another attack.
Meanwhile, the other Smashers watched from their private box within the crowds, offering cheers for the two fighters. Mario grinned as the Pokemon kept his distance from Marth while the prince tried to get a good hit on him. His blue eyes then spotted a slight glint in the sky in the corner of his eye. He looked up and gasped seeing a star actually shining in mid-day.
"Peach, look." Mario said poining to the sky. The princess turned and let out a happy cry at the sight.
"How lovely! Oh look Mario! It's so pretty!" Peach said hugging the man by the arm. "Do you think it's a star hoping to shine brightly, even during the day?"
Mario smiled at the innocence of his lover and shrugged. "Perhaps my princess."
"Whoa…that's bright." Ness commented coming to their side. He blinked a couple of times. "Hey…is that star getting…bigger?"
Mario furrowed his brow a bit in question and then squinted his eyes to see better. He turned to the other fighters, spotting Fox seated not to far from him. "Fox, can you see what's-a up there?" he asked kindly.
The fox solider blinked out of his trance within the game and nodded to the Italian Plummer. He adjusted his green visor over his eye, zooming into the star. "It looks like it's falling." he said.
Mario began to worry a bit. If the thing was a comment…would it hit them?
"Wait…yes it's falling…but it's not a comet. It's…it's…" Fox trailed off, unable to believe his eyes.
"What is it?" Peach asked concerned.
Down below Mewtwo was as his last leg, panting and nearly ready to drop to his knees. Marth was also panting, standing a little in front of him holding his sword up. Both stared each other down. This was sudden death mode. Whoever should hit the other first is the loser. Mewtwo smirked a bit, holding his hand behind his hand. It glowed with the dark sphere levitating in his palm.
'I have you now.' he thought with a smirk.
"NEW CHALLENGER!" the announcer over the speakers suddenly spoke. The thing was suppose to announce any new opponent that enters the ring during a fight. Mewtwo and Marth looked around to try and find this fighter, but found no one. They stared at each other confused.
"Look out!" Fox shouted from the audience, pointing to the heavens! Everyone turned to the skies, seeing something, or someone fall like a meteor straight for the stage! Marth screamed and jumped out of the way, letting the thing fall straight for Mewtwo. The Pokemon stared dumbfounded as the lighted thing came at him!
Like in slow-motion picture though, the thing transformed from complete light into a figure at the last second! He barely had a glimpse of pink fur before it crashed into him head first, sending him flying off the stage in the most painful way. Sadly enough though, the energy ball still in his hand exploded on him before he even left the stage, giving him more damage then before and shot upward instead of to the side. Everyone stared as the creature flew to the glass screen, face planting into it and fell into the dark abyss with a scream.
The audience went wild as the speakers cried out, "Winner! Marth!"
The prince only blinked confusedly at the whole thing, his eyes wide and lost. He then spotted someone on the ground not moving and rushed over to their side. He picked up the form, surprised to find out light it felt.
"Hello? A-Are you alright?" Marth asked the person turning it over. He gasped, as did the audience with the camera set on her face.
"Yes…I think so…" the soft speaking, high tuned voice of the pink furred creature said. She blinked her bright blue eyes open, feeling her head with human like fingers. She looked over to see the screen over yonder, a picture of the loser of Mewtwo showing his results. Her smile grew then and her eyes brightened up. "Yes. I'm most very alright."
A groan escaped his throat as the world of darkness he woke in felt like it was spinning. Even with his eyes closed, he felt like his surroundings were being tussled around like so many toys in a child's box. His stomach churned just at the sickening feeling and he prayed there was a bucket near by.
"Is he going to be alright Doctor?" he heard a strikingly familiar voice. Where did he hear that voice from anyway?
"He'll be fine. He just needs some rest. Let him be until he wakes up." he heard the voice of Dr. Mario. Just where was he anyway? He remembered the fight…and Marth…and a light with pink…
Mewtwo felt a headache coming along and he groaned again. "I think he's waking up. I'll leave you two alone then." he heard the doctor say walking away. The clicking of his shoes stopped as the clicking of the door opened. "Is he a friend of yours by chance?" he asked politely.
Mewtwo took this chance to peek open an eye, finding everything blurry for a second before adjusting to something large and pink at his side. Was that Kirby? Or Jigglypuff? It may have been the trick of the eye, but he thought he saw a fond smile on this pink blob.
"Yes…once." she spoke in a small voice he couldn't help but find sweet. The doctor gave a understanding grunt and left the room. Suddenly he felt very alone and venerable.
He closed his eye quickly, trying to play dead. He could feel the presence of the creature still there, and its eyes burning on the side of his head. Why did he feel like he has met her before? Was she a Pokemon he knew? She looked like one, but can't place the name or voice quite…
"I know you're awake."
Mewtwo felt a jolt at the soft voice talking to him. What scared him was he didn't hear the voice through his ears, but through his MIND.
Only he can do that.
He didn't dare move, but he knew his act was revealed.
The female sighed and he heard no sound after that. The door opened and closed on the other side of the room and he immediately relaxed. He tried to turn over in his bed but found that his arms and legs were bound. Blinking them open, Mewtwo gasped and almost screamed!
There were two bright blue eyes staring straight into his violet ones, no farther than a few centimeters away! He felt totally venerable to those eyes and couldn't think for a split second. He was frozen.
And THAT was not good in his book. He was suppose to be able to think clearly in any situation.
Mewtwo gulped a bit and narrowed his eyes at the non-blinking round orbs hovering over his face. "Who are you?" he asked in an oddly horse voice.
The face of the figure moved a little away and revealed the whole face to him. He was prepared for the worst however, and showed no shock nor surprise when he saw the maiden not at all human, but definitely Pokemon.
But it looked like HIM!
Well, not completely. The shape and body of the creature resembled his own, but it was a bit smaller than him; slimmer too and much more famine, feline like. Her ears were like a kittens and her tail was a longer than her body. Probably to make due to her short stature.
Mewtwo felt an odd sensation burst from his lower abdomen. It felt as though a small creepy crawly thing was dropped inside it and began to do the tango!
His first thought was this was a new reaction to an enemy. But how come he never felt this way before? Before he would use his powers to block off enemies, but right now he couldn't seem to bring any of his physic powers out! What was stranger yet was the clone felt no threat from this creature. She looked far too innocent and weak to cause any damage, and so far had done nothing to show she meant any harm. But just like how his fellow smashers proved to be, he knew even the most gentle looking beings could be the most deadly.
Mewtwo tried to move, maybe to force a shield with his hand, but found it bound and tied up! He looked over to see it wrapped up in white bandages! Same with his other arm and both his legs! Was he that badly wounded?
When no power STILL didn't come back to him, a new feeling he had not felt before rose from his chest up to his throat and spread throughout his body.
Panic.
The pink creature blinked at his face, seeming to wait for him to get a good look around him before answering. "Are you Mewtwo? The same from the planet of Pokemon? And not just some copy made for the game?" she asked gently. Mewtwo stared at her both curious and cautious. He slowly nodded and saw the blue eyes squint into a smile.
For some reason, a gut feeling told him he should be concerned by this.
"Then…I have finally found you Mewtwo!" the creature squealed and suddenly tackled on him from midair into a tight hug. The wind came out of his lungs in a gasping "Kah?!" making the mysterious pink Pokemon giggle happily. Her slender arms wrapped around his skinny neck as her face nuzzled all over his face; moving from his horns to his cheek and under his chin like an oversized kitten!
Mewtwo never, never, EVER in a trillion years let another being get close to him like this. There were never any encounters even remotely this close. NEVER.
His first notion was to blast her! Crush her! Push her! Maybe shout at her? ANYTHING! But he couldn't. He became frozen under her touch and laid there immune to movement as the Pokemon continued to snuggle to his chest and face. He found out that she was indeed very furry. But a silky kind of furry. It felt…nice.
"Ok, Mewtwo. Let's check your-" Dr. Mario stopped midway from opening the door. Mewtwo's eyes went wide as saucers at the sight of the doctor staring surprised at him under a female pink Pokemon. She stared at the doctor as well with a happy smile on her face, as though it was a perfectly normal thing of her to be on top of someone. Mewtwo however felt yet another new emotion.
Mortification. He had never in his life felt so embarrassed. Even in battles, he would feel honor in a lost, letting the winner enjoy his victory, and then tell himself to try harder next time. This was by far the worst that could have happened to him! So it was then he felt heat rise to his face as the Doctor coughed awkwardly. "Excuse me." he said and closed the door again.
"W-Wait! Dr. Mario! I-It's isn't-"
"Is that his name? How lovely!" the pink Mewtwo double smiled looking over to the door and back to Mewtwo. "He was very worried about you."
Mewtwo narrowed his eyes dangerously at the creature, and the thing didn't back down one bit at his glare. "Alright. Who are you already?!" he shouted. He again tried to gain control of his powers, but again, his emotions were taking the better of him and kept him weak as a baby. Even angry, he felt he couldn't use his powers against the immense blue eyes staring at him. Not that he wouldn't do it, it's that he couldn't do it. Something about this creature was blocking his will to use his powers! "Are you blocking my powers?!" he asked finally.
"Yes." the creature said simply.
Mewtwo's eyes went big. So it was the creature's fault! But how?! Even if she was a fellow Mewtwo like himself, there was no way she could overpower him-
Wait a sec. He was a clone. A SINGLE clone. How come there's another like him?!
"Who the hell are you?!" Mewtwo shouted angrily. He gasped at himself! The Pokemon realized his tail was swishing over the side of the bed in swift jerking motions; his arms and legs were tense with strain and he felt blood pulsing under his veins at a fast rate.
He was truly angry. Mewtwo…the one calm and collective Pokemon…is angry.
And it was all this creature's fault! The thought only made him angrier! He was sure she was the cause of this!
As Mewtwo thought this out, the Pokemon was smiling more coyly at him. "You really don't know who I am?" she asked hands tickling his chin. Mewtwo gulped some but kept his glare in place. She then grinned and hugged the purple beast again! "I'm so glad! You don't recognize me!"
Mewtwo could only twitch uncomfortably under the female as she giggled excitingly. "What? You're happy?!" Mewtwo asked confused beyond belief of this giggling thing. "For the last time, tell me," Mewtwo said, his voice dropping to a serious, much more serious tone than before that resembled a threat. His eyes turning to glowing slits on the female he growled, "Who are you?" .
The copy of the copy blinked innocently at him. The stare contest stayed in place for what felt like forever; One glaring the other merely staring with childish innocence. Soon though the female Mewtwo smiled in a way that reminded him of Peach with her moments of Mario. Her eyes softened up and she pulled her face close to his again. He remained firm in his glare and this time showed no weakness.
"Do you remember…years ago…in a large stadium in New Island where your clones were ready to take over the world?" she asked of him, almost whispering.
Mewtwo stared at the creature, his glare softening only a tiny bit. Was that a threat? A hint? Or was he hallucinating? Did this creature know of his secret? He tried not to show the slight panic in his heart. "Yes."
"Do you remember a Pokemon you fought on that island?" she asked, her eyes looking hopeful.
Mewtwo blinked, and thought hard. How could he forget? That annoying nuisance dared to oppose him and actually claimed it was good of a fighter as he was. How could he forget such an annoyance in the back of his mind?
"Yes." he answered.
The creature's smiled brightened and she levitated away from him so that she was in the air, arms spread out. "It's me!" she cried out.
Mewtwo could only give her a blank stare. "Well that's nice and all for you to say that, but I think I asked you for your NAME?" he almost shouted. Seriously, what was wrong with this Pokemon?
"Mewtwo, don't you know who I am?" she asked almost laughing. Mewtwo felt inferior to her right then. With him bound up and her questioning and treating him as though he was a weakling was a powerful bite on his ego. Not that he had one mind you, but he seriously felt less respect with himself than before.
Wasn't he known as the most superior Pokemon of all time? Why would this worthless looking creature cause him so much trouble?!
"Are you deaf, stupid, or all the above? I told you, I DON'T know who you are! NOW TELL ME!!" he yelled finally loosing all his control! A vase near by exploded in his rage and spread liquid on his face. He growled some and glared daggers, heated flamed lit daggers, at the giggling Pokemon.
"You're so silly Mewtwo. You haven't changed a bit." she said and floated down a bit closer to him. Mewtwo tensed a little. This thing was crazy! Who knows what she'll do! She grinned a tiny bit and licked his wet face. To Pokemon tradition, this meant showing affection. Mewtwo could only blush under the wet tongue licking his cheeks. "KNOCK IT OFF!" he shouted thrashing his arms and legs around. The pink Pokemon giggled even more, and Mewtwo winced.
'That laugh...'
"You do remember that Mew you fought all those years back, right?" she asked. Without waiting for a reply, she pointed to herself and smiled ear to ear. "That Mew is me! Mewtwo, I evolved!" she said happily.
Everything was silent. Dead silent. Deader than silence itself. A silence SO dead, it brought back the living, killed it, and fed it to a snake where he spat it back out. ((AN: Say what now?)) Mewtwo sat there with the most unbelievable expression on his face!
"What?"
"I said I evolved! Isn't that great?"
"You're lying."
"No I'm not."
"You….you must be." Mewtwo said in a weak voice. Look at him. He was beginning to sound weaker than that Luigi! Mewtwo moved his gaze off the Mewtwo copy and stared at his body. If this was true…than all he was told was false information; or worst, a lie.
He was NOT a clone of a Mew.
"Those fools made a mistake." Mewtwo said in a surprisingly calm tone, almost scary considering the flame burning in his eyes. That means he DOESN'T really know who he is. This whole time he was a fraud of something, and it wasn't even the right one! He thought he was content for what he was and could live with that. But now he was forced to accept that fact that he was cloned from a Pokemon no one even knew about?! Was the Gods trying to curse him more than he already was?! What more must he go through before he can truly accept who and what he is and find peace?!
And this tournament…already she showed strength by stopping his powers, a fellow psychic, by her own will. He could have never done that. Not in here at least. ((He seemed to have forgotten that he was the ONLY powerful psychic thus far)) But she did show power greater than his. Was that proof did he wasn't as powerful as he thought he was?
So much ran through his mind. It means he ISN'T the most powerful Pokemon in the world. He was bragging about a title that never belonged to him. His once plan to take over the world was an embarrassment; his very name was a fake since "Mew" could already evolve and he was considered no loner "MewTWO". He was a 1 and a half. A million more things ran through his mind then. All telling him he was a liar to the world, he was fake, and that he was about to start from ground zero with no past or future. All over again.
"Hey…are you alright Mewtwo?" Mew asked concerned seeing the male's eyes glow. No expression was on his face and that scared her. Even the narrow was out of his eyes. She floated down closer and placed a paw on his cheek. "Hey, you're not broken are you?" she said.
Mewtwo whipped his eyes to her, and suddenly her whole body felt a jolt of fear. 'This is all HER fault! Ever since the beginning, every time I felt on top, she came by and RUINED it! And now she hunted me down to replace me in the tournament! Prove she is the better copy!' Mewtwo thought furious! 'She's only toying with me! Just like always! Well I'm not just some play thing!'
"Mewtwo what are you-"
Quicker than a flash the Pokemon was gone, leaving only the bandages still hanging in midair for a split second before dropping to the bed. Mew gasped and turned around. A hand was on her throat and shoved her to the bed roughly. She stared into the glowing orbs of Mewtwo, absolutely snarling at her.
"Mewtwo-"
"DON'T." he growled. "If what you say is true, than I have every right to destroy you right here and now!"
Mew gasped. "What? Me? B-But why? What have I ever-"
"EVERYTHING!" Mewtwo roared. "Every time I even SEE you! You ruin everything! I thought I was the most powerful Pokemon, you came and showed me I was nothing! I thought I had a purpose; you showed up and screwed it all up! I thought I had a chance at a second life and here you are ready to bring me down, and to replace me! I thought I knew who I was and you come in here like THIS to show me I was a fraud from the beginning! Just like before! YOU RUIN EVERYTHING!" he bellowed.
Mew blinked tears out of her eyes at his hurtful words and his hand tightened around her neck. She struggled herself to get free but couldn't even budge it. "Mewtwo…what are you taking about?" she wept.
"And NOW I have to start from square one because of you! It was all because of YOU! ALWAYS! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!!" he shouted, sounding and looking as though he was losing his mind!
Mew's eyes narrowed down and suddenly her tail came out from under her. In a sheer moment of vulnerability, she whacked his clear across the face in a act of slapping him awake! Mewtwo turned back to her slightly surprised before glaring more furious then ever.
Mew's hands over his glowed blue. Mewtwo gasped feeling them being forced open. He used his own powers to keep them firm but struggled. At least now Mew could breathe and gasped for air, coughing a bit.
"Now listen here mister!" Mew said in a wheezing voice. She coughed a bit and glared at the clone with tear streaked cheeks. "I came here looking for you! I thought we had an agreement before that you would go on and live peacefully with yourself no matter what you would come across with! I can't help it if I evolved into something even I didn't know about! You don't have to be so mean and try to kill me!"
"Yes I can!" Mewtwo shouted. "You're going to replace me! Beat me when I'm at my weakest state!" he shouted, his eyes shining. Mew could have sworn she saw wetness in those hard eyes. "And another thing! You cost me a battle in the tournament!" he yelled in almost hysterically.
"That's enough!" barked a voice. Both Pokemon turned to see the same Doctor in the doorway. He glared sternly at them both. "Mewtwo, I would appreciate it if you wouldn't murder your own visitors. And another thing, get back in your bandages! You're still healing!"
Mewtwo glared daggers at the Doctor, who did not falter under his gaze. The Pokemon snarled, finally trying to gain control of his emotions. Was this what happens when he can't control his emotions?
Mewtwo then felt the presence of more people coming towards his room. He recognized them as his closest comrades! If they would to see him like this... Mewtwo grunted and lifted his hands from the Mew's neck in defeat. He levitated from her and let her float from the bed to the door. She was rubbing her neck and staring at the Mewtwo with less angry eyes, and more sad.
"Are you alright my dear?" Dr. Mario asked the female. He glanced over to Mewtwo with a disapproving glare.
'Great. Now with her here, everyone will turn against me too.' thought the clone angrily.
"No, I am fine." Mew said forcing a smile. She turned to Mewtwo trying to show she was more composed than she felt. "It was good to see you again Mewtwo." she said sweetly. Mewtwo didn't respond to her at all. "By the way Mewtwo. I have a new name with my evolved form. It's UltiMew." at this, her smile grew softer. "But you can still call me Mew."
Mewtwo glared dangerously at Mew's innocent smile. He felt as though she was laughing at him behind that grin. Before he could retort however, the Ultimew teleported away and his guests had arrived.
Whoo! DRAAAAMA! XD Mewtwo can really lose it can't he? :D And stick with me folks. Mewtwo is a psycho ready to burst. He was a wreck before, but now with Mew, or Ultimew I should say, things are gonna get ugly. Exciting no? :D Mew is gonna be total OOC. She'll be more like the Mew in the LUcario movie than in the first one, because I can't really do anything with a wise all knowing Pokemon who says stuff to mess with Mewtwo's head. Well, I can really, but this one will be more clueless to his feelings. ; Bare with me. It's the only way to make Mewtwo seem like a jerk. Well hope ya'll enjoyed this! MewxMewtwo drama will be coming up soon!
