Master Hand was rustling through his contact book to find new fighters. He clicked his fingers as if he had got an idea, and picked up his phone.

"Yo. Master Hand here. Do you want to join my tournament? Yeah? OK. See ya!" (In this, everyone in the world knows Master Hand, cos' he's like the God of the world in this fanfic.)

"Hey, Crazy (Crazy Hand), put a certain 'Sora' in our fighter book!" he shouted, and went back to his contact book.

"New fighters, eh?" said a familiar voice.

Master Hand went pale.

"M...Mewtwo??"

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"OK people, Mewtwo has infiltrated the mansion." Master Hand said fearfully, as he had gathered everyone into the lounge for an emergency meeting.

"And he's out for revenge."

"Who's Mewt..." Lucas asked before being cut off.

"He'sa the most powerful'a Psychic Pokemon'a in the world'a, but he was cut off from'a the tournament last year'a." Luigi said in his heavily Italian accent, "no offence,a Lucario." he added, after recieving a glare.

Snake and Cpt. Falcon were the only calm ones there, as they were sitting, looking thoroughly bored.

"Start a full scale investigation in the mansion for him, or he could kill." Master Hand said firmly, before gliding off.

Everyone left except for Marth, Snake, and Cpt. Falcon.

"You know, he's right." Snake said, as Marth went to leave.

He looked back, and said "What."

Snake pulled out a gun.

"Say, byebye..."

BANG!

--

Marth's dead.

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