2. Breaking Free

Mewtwo's POV-

You could sense them coming...it was only a matter of time before they found Lucario. Pichu, Pikachu... and a human? Impossible! The only humans that could pass through dimensions were authors like CrazyAcorn123 and Pikana. Unless she had help from one of them...you could see space-time energy fly off of her, she had gone through a portal. She was trekking merrily through the jungle, occasionally shaking off the odd enemy or two with Pikachu and Pichu. She was actually a rather good fighter; she had a strong punch and a good aim. You were rather impressed...you could see that the Pokémon liked her, they were always laughing and smiling with her. She had the qualities of a good Pokémon trainer...she'd have to meet Red once you arrived at Smash Mansion.

"Oh, Mewtwo..." Master Hand cooed. "Are we day-dreaming?" You shook her out of your head, looking up at the giant floating villain. The machine you were hooked up to didn't allow you to use your powers, so you couldn't get up and punch his fingers off. You didn't say anything to him, just glared at him from your spot on the floor.

"Don't look at me like that...you know perfectly well that I wouldn't do anything to harm you. At least, not yet..."

"Why are you doing this?" you sent to his mind. "What do you need to gain?" Master Hand chuckled, his voice echoing in the darkness.

"It's all about power, Mewtwo. I thought that you of all people would understand that," he replied smoothly. "I want complete control of every universe in existence...including the human world."

"No!" you cried out. "Do you have any idea what the consequences will be?" Master Hand chuckled, soon turning it into a deep laugh that filled your mind with fury. You knew better than to lash out at him, so you kept your seat on the floor. He kept laughing, mocking you and your respect for the space-time continuum.

"You seriously think that I'll be frightened by the 'consequences'?" he asked, making quotation marks with two fingers. Your anger boiled inside of you, nearly spilling. You wondered if Lucario was alright with Crazy Hand...was it as bad as this was?

Lucario's POV-

You couldn't take much more of this torture...Crazy Hand was dancing around in circles, singing that horrid song 'Barbie Girl' on the top of his lungs in the highest pitch possible.

"You can brush my hair, undress me anywhere!" he sang, causing you to break out with the obvious.

"You don't have any damn hair!!" Crazy Hand turned sharply, facing you. He sent a bullet your way, shooting it from his fingertips. You ducked, the bullet going in between your pointy ears.

"Aw, missed!" Crazy Hand said, falling to the floor in exhaustion. You sighed; being here for three days was starting to take a toll on you. But suddenly, you heard something in the back of your mind. It was quiet, but the message was still there.

"Hello? Lucario, can you hear me?" it was Mewtwo, sending you a quiet whisper of a psychic message. He was probably so far away that he couldn't send anything else.

"I can hear you, faintly though," you replied with telekinesis. "How are you going? Do you know a way out of these damn collars?"

"Unfortunately, no...But we are in luck. A human has rescued Pikachu and Pichu; she's heading your way..."

"Wait a minute, human? That can't be right..."

"I'm positive, Lucario. She's fallen through a portal, but how I'm not quite sure of..."

"She? You have to be kidding, Mewtwo."

"Don't judge her because of gender; she is rather strong-willed. She has a fighter's strength and a Pokémon Trainer's heart." He ended the conversation with that, probably growing faint from the lack of energy. You felt quite faint yourself, after not having any water for three whole days. You tried to make up a plan to get out of the metal device around your neck, watching Crazy Hand dance around the room as you did. He was rather foolish, nowhere near as smart as his twin. He was a mere pawn in this game; you could easily knock him out. But you hand to get out of this choker first...Crazy Hand was still singing horridly, hitting every note other than the proper ones. Even you could sing better than him. Wait a minute...you came up with an idea, a good one too.

"Crazy Hand, I would like to sing with you," you said. He turned around, his fingers waving happily in the air.

"Yay! Come on, sing!" he cried, picking up your paw and waving it wildly in the air.

"I would if I could, but this collar is too tight on me...if you took it off, then I could sing! What to do you say?" you said, a bit too eager than you usually were. Crazy Hand thought about the situation for a moment, but eventually gave a thumb up.

"Okay, but we won't tell Master Hand, right? CHICKENS SQUEAK IN BLENDERS!!" he said, floating towards the machine. You watched what he did to turn it off, thinking that the knowledge will be useful when rescuing Mewtwo. Although he was a genius, Master Hand was a genius too. He wouldn't be as easy to sneak past like you were with Crazy Hand. The system shut down and a smile came on your lips. You reached up to the collar and snapped it in half easily, feeling no pain this time round.

"Okay, from the top! Hey, hey! You, you! I don't like your girlfrie-"Crazy Hand started singing, expecting you to join in. But he never finished, you kicked him in the wrist with full force before sending him backward with a charged-up orb of blue power. He fell backward but got up again quickly, his hand in a tight fist that came flying towards you.

"You lied!" he screamed at you. But you merely smiled and jumped into the air, dodging his attack.

"Sorry, but I don't sing duets," you said with a smile. You had never cracked a joke like that before, but you had it on your mind for so long that you had to say it aloud. Crazy Hand tried attacking you again, but you sent blow after blow of energy until he lay on the floor, twitching slightly. You walked out of the icy cave, deciding that it would be best to meet the travellers half-way through their journey. Although it was cold, it was good to feel the wind on your fur again.

Piper's POV-

Walking through the thick wilderness of jungle, Pikachu had been explaining all the way about the Smash Universe.

"Don't you have video games at home?" Pichu asked you, still sitting on top of your long brown hair.

"No, I think they rot your brain...why play a fighting game online when you could just have normal hand-to-hand combat in real life?" you said, making your argument clear.

"Well this universe is all about fighting hand-to-hand. We need to fight to survive," Pikachu said dramatically. "And at the Smash Mansion, fighting is what we do best! It's pretty much all we can do!"

"So people in the Smash Mansion come from the Mario, Zelda and Kirby games?" You asked, trying to piece it all together.

"Yeah, plus a bunch of other games too!"

"And you're from the Pokémon games?"

"Yeah, now you're getting it!"

"Is he?" you asked, pointing at a blue figure sliding down a mountain side. He looked like a wolf, except he was standing on hind legs. Pichu and Pikachu squealed when they saw him and started running off to greet him.

"He's okay!" they chirped in unison. You ran after them, getting sick of running already. Who was this guy, anyway? Why did Pichu and Pikachu like him so much? You came to a halt and found the figure standing over the two Pokémon, his red eyes glowing.

"Are you alright?" he was asking them.

"We're fine, Lucario! It's all thanks to Piper!" Pichu squealed happily, glomping the creature's leg. So he was Lucario? The name suited him well...it was mysterious, unusual and unique...just like the creature who owned it. He looked up from the tiny yellow marsupial and noticed you staring at him with curiosity. Well, not at him...just his chest...

"So you're the newest hero of Pichu's?" he asked, crossing his arms. He had a horn...on his chest...you still couldn't get over the fact that he had a horn in his chest. You crossed your arms as well, looking him in the eye.

"Apparently so," you replied. Pichu tugged on your sock, begging to get back up on your head. You chuckled and picked him up gently with both hands, placing him carefully in his usual spot. He giggled, waving his arms in the air and feeling the wind on his thin fur. Lucario looked up at him and back at you, raising an eyebrow.

"He isn't a child, you know."

"I have come to realise that, actually. But that won't stop him from acting like one..." you let him go, making sure that he was stable, and looked back to Lucario. He was only a bit taller than you, not including his ears of course.

"You're just like every other girl I've come to know," he said. "Rude, feisty and with a strange name." You raised your eyebrows at his remark, insulted by a stranger.

"Oh really? This is coming from the blue guy with a name like 'Lucario'." He walked off, the smartest comeback of the history. Someone get a bucket for your sarcasm...Pikachu looked up at you, tugging on your skirt for attention.

"Don't worry, Piper," he said when you finally looked away from Lucario and down to him. "Lucario's like this with everyone at the Smash Mansion. Well, except for Mewtwo." But you couldn't hear him, for the only sound that filled the air was the sound of flapping wings. You looked up to see a giant orange dragon hovering above you.

"Oh my God!" you screamed, not seeing this coming. You ran out of the way as the creature landed, causing dust to fly from the ground around him.

"Yay! Now Charizard's here, too!" Pikachu squealed, running over to the dragon. Another Pokémon? Just how many were there? And how many would drop from the sky unexpected like this one? Lucario looked over his shoulder, a little smile on his face.

"Did Red send you for us?" he asked.

"Yeah, after your kidnapping he sent me to follow the Hands quietly so that I could see where you all went," Charizard explained. Red, Pikachu had explained earlier, was the Pokémon Trainer of Smash Mansion. When you first heard that all he did was send in monsters to do his bidding, you called him a lazy coward.

"Mewtwo's been taken to the Ruins, I couldn't help him though. Master Hand would've seen me if I came anywhere nearer. I was coming to see if you were alright, Lucario, but I saw that you had escaped. How'd you do it?"

"Yeah, how'd you do it? How'd you do it?" Pikachu and Pichu chorused. You couldn't help but be curious; you loved hearing a good story.

And this was merely the beginning of yours...