Hi! I really appreciate all of your reviews. I'll try to keep pumping out
good stuff. Oh, and I thought I should make a few explanations. Nintendo
dollars are the universal currency in the game dimension. One Nintendo
dollar is equivalent to roughly a hundred gold coins from Mario's games,
and maybe fifty rupees, and so on. This is because in many games, you find
money by picking it off the ground or killing a monster, so it was
necessary for a stable unit of currency to be established. The rate of
exchange fluctuates, but always stays roughly the same. Also, the special
Pikachus do not direct games like a director would command actors. The
events that take place in a game really happen to the characters in it. All
the Pikachus do is use their powers to operate things from behind the
scenes, making sure the plot progresses the way it's supposed to. Of
course, there is always a lot of leeway involved throughout any game
production. The current story is no exception. (Oh, and by the way, King
Boo did get his crown back after the match, he caught it while it was
falling remember?)
Disclaimer: I only own Pi2 and Scales and some other stuff.
Pi2 frowned as the chief of security, a former agent of G.U.N. gave him the bad news. "This can't be right." he muttered. He was sitting in a nice, soft chair behind a desk in his office. The wall behind him was one big window looking out into the now-empty arena. The second match was only a few hours away. "I'm afraid it's all true, sir. Cortex's elemental masks (From Crash Bandicoot The Wrath of Cortex) and the secret data have indeed been stolen." Affirmed the man in the combat uniform. (The security chief.) Pi2 shook his head, dismayed. It was bad enough that the elemental masks were gone, just putting one on imbued the wearer with the power of earth, water, fire or air. But the stolen data was worse. According to his chief's report, both had been stolen late last night. How either thing was stolen was a mystery, but at least they had a theory for the masks. The locker rooms were private, so there were no security cameras in the rooms. There were ventilation ducts, though, which could allow a thief to sneak through the air system and sneak into a Smasher's room. There was only one problem. Cameras guarded all of the normal entries into the ventilation system, since ducts were almost always weak points in security in movies and spy games. That meant the only way the thief could have gotten into Cortex's room is through another locker room, meaning the thief was either a Smasher or one of their "guests." That was bad enough. However, the fact that the special data was stolen was very, very, very bad. All administrator Pikachus are given small supercomputers containing every piece of information in the Nintendo company so as to make sure the game is going the way it's supposed to without irritating the designers and writers. But this means data for any Nintendo games already in the works is listed as well. If a rival company (specifically, Sony) got that data, Nintendo could be screwed. Now, the problem here was that Pi2's supercomputer was kept in a room about the size of a broom closet. The duct for the room was too small to get out through, and besides, the grille was welded shut. There was no camera in the room because it was too small and the computer took up most of it. The door was locked with an elaborate combination of locks, including keys, fingerprints, a retinal scan, a tastebud scan, and a DNA scan before the door would open. And all of those were unfakable; therefore Pi2 was the only one who could open the chamber. What's more, there were no fingerprints other than some of Pi2's that had been smushed away on the keyboard. This meant two things: one, the culprit had worn gloves or didn't have actual fingers, and two, the culprit had teleported into the room since the security cameras didn't see anyone outside the computer's door during the night. So who had done it? Pi2 groaned. "I can't deal with this now, I have to start the tournament! All I can tell you guys to do is try to work out a way to find the culprit or culprits who have committed these crimes. However, you cannot put cameras in any of the Smashers' or guestrooms. I don't want you guys to install extra cameras just to watch girls doing their business or whatever." "Yes sir." Said the chief, sounding slightly disappointed. He left.
Later."Ladies and gentlemen, without further ado, let's rumble! Today is the second round of the Super Smash Bosses Tournament, and the first match will begin any moment! Now, let's see what crazy stage our techies have in mind for this fight." The hologram/force field projectors activated, forming into a series of platforms, some small, some large. Floating beneath the lowest platform was a pretty, multicolored cloud. A black sky overdrop enshrouded the platforms, a sort of one-way glass that allowed viewers to see what was going on inside but prevented the Smashers from seeing outside. The sky was filled with stars, some of which formed into Pokemon constellations. The force fields making up the stage only applied to the platforms, the cloud and the starry sky overdrop were mere illusions. "It seems our contestants will be fighting on the newly created Rainbow Cloud stage. Our challengers in this match will be Mewtwo and Majora! Which of these two powerhouses will win this fight? Well, we'll find out starting in 3." Mewtwo teleported onto a platform. "2." Majora floated onto another platform. He changed to his Majora's Mask form, sprouting tentacles and enlarging. "1.Go!" Mewtwo immediately put up a psychic shield, anticipating the mask's spin attack. So he was quite surprised when Majora immediately burst into flames, his tentacles retracting. "What the?" Majora swelled again, getting a third as big as before. This weird reddish material with black stripes formed inside of the hollowed interior of the mask, filling it up and making a solid back. Four limbs of the same material emerged from the mass, making two arms and two legs, each of which was more like a bending stick than an actual arm. None of the limbs had hands or feet. They were also red and black striped, but flocked with green veins. A short tendril of the mass came up at the top, shifting and semi- solidifying into a sort of head with a stretchy neck. The head was creepy, featureless except for two horns and a single large eyeball. The evil spirit giggled in a high-pitched, very fast voice. "Hehehehehehehehehe! Idon'tdoubtthatyoucoulddefeatmylastformMewtwo,butlet'sseeifyoucandefeatthepo werofMajora'sIncarnation!" The mask ran towards Mewtwo at speed almost rivaling that of Sonic and Shadow, getting all the way across the platforms in a few blinks of the eye. The Incarnation lashed out with one of his arms, penetrating Mewtwo's shield and hitting his jaw! The psychic reeled back in surprise, but got hit twice more by the very fast Majora. Mewtwo quickly flew high above the top platform, thinking that since the creature bothered with speedy legs it couldn't fly. As the Incarnation looked up at him, Mewtwo pelted him with Shadow Balls. After easily dodging a few, Majora grabbed a ball despite its volatile psychic energy and his lack of fingers, throwing it back at Mewtwo and hitting him in the chest. Mewtwo gasped and clutched his chest for a moment, before angrily charging up a Shadow Bomb and throwing it. Majora immediately sipped away from the psychic attack, only to find the Bomb was homing in on him. After failing to outrun the Bomb with his marvelous speed, Majora spun around and struck at the energy ball with an appendage. Instead of blowing up like it should have, the Bomb shrunk and was absorbed by the evil spirit! After giggling at the astonished Mewtwo, Majora threw an energy ball of his own. Mewtwo quickly cancelled out the energy ball with one of his Shadow Balls, resulting in a bright explosion. Mewtwo shielded his eyes from the flash. When he uncovered them, he saw a red and black appendage seconds before it hit him in the face. He flew back from the punch; surprised to see Majora was in the air! For a moment he thought the mask could still fly after all, but was proved wrong when he dropped to the platform below. Apparently Majora's new form could jump really good as well as run. Mewtwo was starting to get worried. The mask was stronger than he had thought. How was he going to beat this guy if he couldn't even hit him? Perhaps it was a matter of timing.Majora leapt again, arm out. As Majora soared close to him and swung with his arm, Mewtwo ducked under the blow and gave a mighty uppercut to the beast's head. Majora shrieked as he fell to the platform below. "VerygoodMewtwo, youactuallymanagdtohitme. Myspeedisobviouslynotavailableintheair,soIwillremaingroundboundfortherestoft hematch.Thatuppercutwasaluckyshot.Youwillnotgetanotherone." "We'll see about that." Mewtwo lowered from his high point, channeling some more of his power into his levitation, hoping to increase his speed. He charged at the monster at the same speed as Majora, almost landing a hit. But the mask immediately leapt out of the way. Mewtwo spun around only inches behind Majora and delivered a Mega Punch to the beast's eye. As Majora reeled back, Mewtwo flew closer and unleashed a bevy of Mega Punches, each one hitting the mask's single eye. After about two dozen high- speed punches, Majora struck out with his left arm, smashing into Mewtwo's nose, breaking it and hurling him to the ground across the platform. Mewtwo groaned and felt his nose. To his shock, it was leaking a silvery fluid. His blood.he hadn't known that demigods could bleed! Majora shook his head, a little surprised as well. His one eye was torn and leaking a black fluid, his blood. "Amazing.Youhaveactuallymanagedtohurtmeandblindmyeye.However,asyoucansee." His two painted eyes lit up. "Istillhavetwoothereyes!" His eyes flashed, hitting Mewtwo with his heat vision. Mewtwo moaned and rolled out of the way of the laser beams. (But not after being under their blast for a few moments!) Mewtwo staggered to his feet and flew into the air again. He spread his arms wide. Dozens of Shadow Balls materialized and homed in on Majora. The mask didn't move. Each ball struck, and surprisingly disappeared just as the Shadow Bomb had. Majora giggled as all of the supposedly dangerous balls vanished upon contact with his body. He then launched a withering volley of energy balls at Mewtwo. With his enhanced speed, the Pokemon was able to dodge most of the energy balls, but could not help getting hit by six of them. He panted, trying to recover from the attack, giving Majora an opening. The mask leapt into the air, higher than Mewtwo was, and slammed into him with a powerful dive, smashing Mewtwo to the ground and cracking the platform. Mewtwo mentally repelled Majora, knocking him off of his body. He got up and struck a fighting pose, waiting for the mask's next move. Majora dashed towards him. At the last second, Mewtwo sidestepped Majora and stuck his foot out, tripping the mask. At that speed, tripping over caused the evil spirit to go soaring through the air before smashing headfirst into a lower platform. Mewtwo leaped off the edge of his own platform, diving onto Majora with his powerful Smash move. The platform beneath them shattered from the force of the blow, causing them to drop to the next one. Majora knocked Mewtwo off of him, grabbed him by the waist, and threw him into the air. Before the surprised psychic could do anything, Majora leaped into the air after him. As he caught up with Mewtwo, he started delivering punch after punch, each blow knocking Mewtwo further and further up as the mask's momentum carried him higher and higher. Finally, Majora broke off the punches and let his jump carry him just above Mewtwo's head, where he brought both arms down together, smashing into Mewtwo's cranium and sending him plummeting to a lower platform. Mewtwo tried to get up, but was knocked down again when Majora hit him with a full strength dive move. The platform they were on shattered, causing them to fall through two more before finally hitting one that wouldn't break, the lowest platform of them all. Mewtwo struggled, trying to get up. Majora turned onto his side, slicing into Mewtwo's back with his sharp spikes. Mewtwo screamed and thrashed. His tail whipped through the air and clonked the mask in the head, stunning him and knocking him off Mewtwo. Mewtwo got up, and, ignoring the pain, smashed the stunned Majora with a tail whip, knocking him off the platform. It seemed it was the end of Majora, until to everyone's surprise, a platform made of red light materialized beneath Majora, breaking his fall. Majora looked up at the shocked Mewtwo, giggled, and leaped back up to the platform. Mewtwo was starting to realize this was not going to be that easy. Majora threw an energy ball at Mewtwo. Mewtwo instinctively batted it away with his tail, sending it back at Majora. Instead of standing and taking the blow, Majora moved out of the way. Why? Did this mean he was afraid of his attacks, but not Mewtwo's? Interesting. However, it seemed Majora would not make the mistake of throwing another energy ball. The mask fired his heat vision. Mewtwo jumped over the beams and delivered a kick to Majora's head. The mask broke off the attack and grabbed Mewtwo's leg. Don't ask me how it did this without any hands, it just did! Majora started spinning, causing Mewtwo to go around and around and around and around.finally, he let go, sending Mewtwo smashing into a higher platform. Mewtwo fell, barely managing to levitate to prevent himself from falling into the cloud below. Mewtwo suddenly realized he had a perfect opportunity to defeat Majora. Due to their powerful struggle, the nearest platforms were destroyed, hopefully leaving Majora stranded on the bottom platform despite his jumping ability. Mewtwo could dodge the heat beams and doubted Majora would throw an energy ball, knowing that Mewtwo knew there was a chance the reflected attack could hurt him. Mewtwo quickly started charging up his ultimate attack. Ghostly light blue flames flickered to life around him, crackling and burning eerily. As he concentrated all of his remaining willpower on the attack, he made sure that it was not only more powerful than usual, but that it would also chase after Majora no matter where he tried to escape to, in the unlikely event that the mask dodged. His concentration got even greater still as he thought of the citizens of Pokemopolis, how they needed protection from Team Rocket. He would not let them down. He would win, and get the Master Stone. He had to do it for them! The flames burned with a greater and greater intensity, until he was encompassed by a raging blue inferno. "HY.PER.BEAM!" The incredibly powerful beam fired, streaking straight for Majora. The mask watched, possibly in awe, as the beam approached. The Hyper Beam hit Majora! But there was no blast, no explosion. The beam went right into Majora, disappearing as it touched his flesh or whatever it's made of. The entirety of the beam went into Majora, and when the attack was over, he was still standing there without a scratch. Mewtwo's eyes bulged. He had thrown everything he had at this monster, and nothing had worked! He was now completely drained, all he could do now was levitate and hope he didn't fall. Majora looked across the way at Mewtwo and giggled. "Bravobravo!Verygoodshow!I'mafraiditwasn'tenough,butIdothankyouforprovidingm ewithatgoodmeal.Oh?Don'tunderstandwhatI'mtalkingabout?Letmeclarify:Everypsyc hicattackyouhitmewith,Iabsorbed.Icanfeedoffpsychicenergy.Infact,everytimeIhi tyouIdrainedsomeofyourpoweraway,whichiswhyyouaresofatigued.Yourlittlelightsh owhasprovidedmewiththepowerIneedtofinsihyouoff,catboy!" Mewtwo was horrified, learning that his powerful efforts had only succeeded in feeding the beast. As he watched helplessly, a bridge and platform of red light formed underneath him, providing Majora escape from his own platform. The mask ran across the bridge, jumped up from the platform, and started wailing on Mewtwo with an all-out berserk attack. Mewtwo didn't even have time to scream or flee as Majora pummeled him with endless punches and kicks. As Majora lost his momentum and fell back to the ground, Mewtwo had a second to register the damage, discovering that his jaw was broken, he had lost a couple of teeth, and one of his purple eyes was swelled shut. Also, he was pretty sure his fingers were numb with pain because they were broken, as well as a few of his ribs and maybe even a leg. Then Majora jumped back up. After pummeling Mewtwo with more punches and kicks, he threw him to the ground and smashed into him from above. As Mewtwo lay there, weak and limp, Majora picked him up and lifted him over his head. Mewtwo expected to be thrown down again. But what happened next surprised him. He felt something weird inside of him, an intruding force penetrating his mind. He tried to fight it off, but he was too weak. He could sense the dark force, it was Majora. But what was he doing to him? Mewtwo gasped inwardly as Majora dug into his claws into his mind, rending and tearing away, sapping away Mewtwo's power with every second. Finally, Majora found what he was looking for and took it from Mewtwo. As all of his power and something more left him, Mewtwo managed to get a glimpse into Majora's mind. And what he found shocked him to the core of his being. And then everything went black. Majora was pleased. He had exactly what he had needed from Mewtwo, certainly much more than what he had gotten from Garm. He shook the Pokemon's comatose form for a moment, then performed the final blow. Bending onto one knee, Majora brought Mewtwo crashing down over his other knee. A loud, sharp cracking sound could be heard as Majora snapped Mewtwo's spine. The mask giggled insanely as Majora carelessly flung Mewtwo over his shoulder, off the platform. As Mewtwo hit the ground, the Rainbow Cloud stage faded. Majora was lowered to the ground. Transforming back to his normal form, the evil mask floated out of the arena and into the lounge area. There were plenty of cheers, although many thought breaking Mewtwo's back was unnecessary. Ignoring the protests from her friends, Mew flew out of the stand and into the arena, hovering over her son's body as the stretchers came out. "Mewtwo? Are you okay?" There was no response. "Mewtwo, can you hear me at all?" There was still no response. "Mewtwo, please speak to me!" Mewtwo did not reply. Starting to get frantic, Mew probed her adopted son's mind, trying to find something, some spark of his being left. She was terrified to find that there was nothing in Mewtwo's mind. Nothing at all. The orderlies picked up Mewtwo, placed him on a stretcher, and started carrying him out. Mew floated after them, looking over at Mewtwo. "Mewtwo, please! Please answer me!" Mewtwo could not respond. "Mewtwo! Mewtwo! MEWTWO!"
Well, how was that for a nasty match? Mewtwo ends up the same as Garm, a mindless vegetable. If you're wondering exactly what happened to him, you will have to wait. As to who the identity of the thief or thieves who stole Cortex's masks and the data, I will have to quote Xellos: That, my friend.is a secret. One not to be told until later. Next time: Ganondorf and Bowser step into the arena for a no holds barred heavyweight battle! Which of these two muscular villains win? Find out next time on.Super Smash Bosses!
Pi2 frowned as the chief of security, a former agent of G.U.N. gave him the bad news. "This can't be right." he muttered. He was sitting in a nice, soft chair behind a desk in his office. The wall behind him was one big window looking out into the now-empty arena. The second match was only a few hours away. "I'm afraid it's all true, sir. Cortex's elemental masks (From Crash Bandicoot The Wrath of Cortex) and the secret data have indeed been stolen." Affirmed the man in the combat uniform. (The security chief.) Pi2 shook his head, dismayed. It was bad enough that the elemental masks were gone, just putting one on imbued the wearer with the power of earth, water, fire or air. But the stolen data was worse. According to his chief's report, both had been stolen late last night. How either thing was stolen was a mystery, but at least they had a theory for the masks. The locker rooms were private, so there were no security cameras in the rooms. There were ventilation ducts, though, which could allow a thief to sneak through the air system and sneak into a Smasher's room. There was only one problem. Cameras guarded all of the normal entries into the ventilation system, since ducts were almost always weak points in security in movies and spy games. That meant the only way the thief could have gotten into Cortex's room is through another locker room, meaning the thief was either a Smasher or one of their "guests." That was bad enough. However, the fact that the special data was stolen was very, very, very bad. All administrator Pikachus are given small supercomputers containing every piece of information in the Nintendo company so as to make sure the game is going the way it's supposed to without irritating the designers and writers. But this means data for any Nintendo games already in the works is listed as well. If a rival company (specifically, Sony) got that data, Nintendo could be screwed. Now, the problem here was that Pi2's supercomputer was kept in a room about the size of a broom closet. The duct for the room was too small to get out through, and besides, the grille was welded shut. There was no camera in the room because it was too small and the computer took up most of it. The door was locked with an elaborate combination of locks, including keys, fingerprints, a retinal scan, a tastebud scan, and a DNA scan before the door would open. And all of those were unfakable; therefore Pi2 was the only one who could open the chamber. What's more, there were no fingerprints other than some of Pi2's that had been smushed away on the keyboard. This meant two things: one, the culprit had worn gloves or didn't have actual fingers, and two, the culprit had teleported into the room since the security cameras didn't see anyone outside the computer's door during the night. So who had done it? Pi2 groaned. "I can't deal with this now, I have to start the tournament! All I can tell you guys to do is try to work out a way to find the culprit or culprits who have committed these crimes. However, you cannot put cameras in any of the Smashers' or guestrooms. I don't want you guys to install extra cameras just to watch girls doing their business or whatever." "Yes sir." Said the chief, sounding slightly disappointed. He left.
Later."Ladies and gentlemen, without further ado, let's rumble! Today is the second round of the Super Smash Bosses Tournament, and the first match will begin any moment! Now, let's see what crazy stage our techies have in mind for this fight." The hologram/force field projectors activated, forming into a series of platforms, some small, some large. Floating beneath the lowest platform was a pretty, multicolored cloud. A black sky overdrop enshrouded the platforms, a sort of one-way glass that allowed viewers to see what was going on inside but prevented the Smashers from seeing outside. The sky was filled with stars, some of which formed into Pokemon constellations. The force fields making up the stage only applied to the platforms, the cloud and the starry sky overdrop were mere illusions. "It seems our contestants will be fighting on the newly created Rainbow Cloud stage. Our challengers in this match will be Mewtwo and Majora! Which of these two powerhouses will win this fight? Well, we'll find out starting in 3." Mewtwo teleported onto a platform. "2." Majora floated onto another platform. He changed to his Majora's Mask form, sprouting tentacles and enlarging. "1.Go!" Mewtwo immediately put up a psychic shield, anticipating the mask's spin attack. So he was quite surprised when Majora immediately burst into flames, his tentacles retracting. "What the?" Majora swelled again, getting a third as big as before. This weird reddish material with black stripes formed inside of the hollowed interior of the mask, filling it up and making a solid back. Four limbs of the same material emerged from the mass, making two arms and two legs, each of which was more like a bending stick than an actual arm. None of the limbs had hands or feet. They were also red and black striped, but flocked with green veins. A short tendril of the mass came up at the top, shifting and semi- solidifying into a sort of head with a stretchy neck. The head was creepy, featureless except for two horns and a single large eyeball. The evil spirit giggled in a high-pitched, very fast voice. "Hehehehehehehehehe! Idon'tdoubtthatyoucoulddefeatmylastformMewtwo,butlet'sseeifyoucandefeatthepo werofMajora'sIncarnation!" The mask ran towards Mewtwo at speed almost rivaling that of Sonic and Shadow, getting all the way across the platforms in a few blinks of the eye. The Incarnation lashed out with one of his arms, penetrating Mewtwo's shield and hitting his jaw! The psychic reeled back in surprise, but got hit twice more by the very fast Majora. Mewtwo quickly flew high above the top platform, thinking that since the creature bothered with speedy legs it couldn't fly. As the Incarnation looked up at him, Mewtwo pelted him with Shadow Balls. After easily dodging a few, Majora grabbed a ball despite its volatile psychic energy and his lack of fingers, throwing it back at Mewtwo and hitting him in the chest. Mewtwo gasped and clutched his chest for a moment, before angrily charging up a Shadow Bomb and throwing it. Majora immediately sipped away from the psychic attack, only to find the Bomb was homing in on him. After failing to outrun the Bomb with his marvelous speed, Majora spun around and struck at the energy ball with an appendage. Instead of blowing up like it should have, the Bomb shrunk and was absorbed by the evil spirit! After giggling at the astonished Mewtwo, Majora threw an energy ball of his own. Mewtwo quickly cancelled out the energy ball with one of his Shadow Balls, resulting in a bright explosion. Mewtwo shielded his eyes from the flash. When he uncovered them, he saw a red and black appendage seconds before it hit him in the face. He flew back from the punch; surprised to see Majora was in the air! For a moment he thought the mask could still fly after all, but was proved wrong when he dropped to the platform below. Apparently Majora's new form could jump really good as well as run. Mewtwo was starting to get worried. The mask was stronger than he had thought. How was he going to beat this guy if he couldn't even hit him? Perhaps it was a matter of timing.Majora leapt again, arm out. As Majora soared close to him and swung with his arm, Mewtwo ducked under the blow and gave a mighty uppercut to the beast's head. Majora shrieked as he fell to the platform below. "VerygoodMewtwo, youactuallymanagdtohitme. Myspeedisobviouslynotavailableintheair,soIwillremaingroundboundfortherestoft hematch.Thatuppercutwasaluckyshot.Youwillnotgetanotherone." "We'll see about that." Mewtwo lowered from his high point, channeling some more of his power into his levitation, hoping to increase his speed. He charged at the monster at the same speed as Majora, almost landing a hit. But the mask immediately leapt out of the way. Mewtwo spun around only inches behind Majora and delivered a Mega Punch to the beast's eye. As Majora reeled back, Mewtwo flew closer and unleashed a bevy of Mega Punches, each one hitting the mask's single eye. After about two dozen high- speed punches, Majora struck out with his left arm, smashing into Mewtwo's nose, breaking it and hurling him to the ground across the platform. Mewtwo groaned and felt his nose. To his shock, it was leaking a silvery fluid. His blood.he hadn't known that demigods could bleed! Majora shook his head, a little surprised as well. His one eye was torn and leaking a black fluid, his blood. "Amazing.Youhaveactuallymanagedtohurtmeandblindmyeye.However,asyoucansee." His two painted eyes lit up. "Istillhavetwoothereyes!" His eyes flashed, hitting Mewtwo with his heat vision. Mewtwo moaned and rolled out of the way of the laser beams. (But not after being under their blast for a few moments!) Mewtwo staggered to his feet and flew into the air again. He spread his arms wide. Dozens of Shadow Balls materialized and homed in on Majora. The mask didn't move. Each ball struck, and surprisingly disappeared just as the Shadow Bomb had. Majora giggled as all of the supposedly dangerous balls vanished upon contact with his body. He then launched a withering volley of energy balls at Mewtwo. With his enhanced speed, the Pokemon was able to dodge most of the energy balls, but could not help getting hit by six of them. He panted, trying to recover from the attack, giving Majora an opening. The mask leapt into the air, higher than Mewtwo was, and slammed into him with a powerful dive, smashing Mewtwo to the ground and cracking the platform. Mewtwo mentally repelled Majora, knocking him off of his body. He got up and struck a fighting pose, waiting for the mask's next move. Majora dashed towards him. At the last second, Mewtwo sidestepped Majora and stuck his foot out, tripping the mask. At that speed, tripping over caused the evil spirit to go soaring through the air before smashing headfirst into a lower platform. Mewtwo leaped off the edge of his own platform, diving onto Majora with his powerful Smash move. The platform beneath them shattered from the force of the blow, causing them to drop to the next one. Majora knocked Mewtwo off of him, grabbed him by the waist, and threw him into the air. Before the surprised psychic could do anything, Majora leaped into the air after him. As he caught up with Mewtwo, he started delivering punch after punch, each blow knocking Mewtwo further and further up as the mask's momentum carried him higher and higher. Finally, Majora broke off the punches and let his jump carry him just above Mewtwo's head, where he brought both arms down together, smashing into Mewtwo's cranium and sending him plummeting to a lower platform. Mewtwo tried to get up, but was knocked down again when Majora hit him with a full strength dive move. The platform they were on shattered, causing them to fall through two more before finally hitting one that wouldn't break, the lowest platform of them all. Mewtwo struggled, trying to get up. Majora turned onto his side, slicing into Mewtwo's back with his sharp spikes. Mewtwo screamed and thrashed. His tail whipped through the air and clonked the mask in the head, stunning him and knocking him off Mewtwo. Mewtwo got up, and, ignoring the pain, smashed the stunned Majora with a tail whip, knocking him off the platform. It seemed it was the end of Majora, until to everyone's surprise, a platform made of red light materialized beneath Majora, breaking his fall. Majora looked up at the shocked Mewtwo, giggled, and leaped back up to the platform. Mewtwo was starting to realize this was not going to be that easy. Majora threw an energy ball at Mewtwo. Mewtwo instinctively batted it away with his tail, sending it back at Majora. Instead of standing and taking the blow, Majora moved out of the way. Why? Did this mean he was afraid of his attacks, but not Mewtwo's? Interesting. However, it seemed Majora would not make the mistake of throwing another energy ball. The mask fired his heat vision. Mewtwo jumped over the beams and delivered a kick to Majora's head. The mask broke off the attack and grabbed Mewtwo's leg. Don't ask me how it did this without any hands, it just did! Majora started spinning, causing Mewtwo to go around and around and around and around.finally, he let go, sending Mewtwo smashing into a higher platform. Mewtwo fell, barely managing to levitate to prevent himself from falling into the cloud below. Mewtwo suddenly realized he had a perfect opportunity to defeat Majora. Due to their powerful struggle, the nearest platforms were destroyed, hopefully leaving Majora stranded on the bottom platform despite his jumping ability. Mewtwo could dodge the heat beams and doubted Majora would throw an energy ball, knowing that Mewtwo knew there was a chance the reflected attack could hurt him. Mewtwo quickly started charging up his ultimate attack. Ghostly light blue flames flickered to life around him, crackling and burning eerily. As he concentrated all of his remaining willpower on the attack, he made sure that it was not only more powerful than usual, but that it would also chase after Majora no matter where he tried to escape to, in the unlikely event that the mask dodged. His concentration got even greater still as he thought of the citizens of Pokemopolis, how they needed protection from Team Rocket. He would not let them down. He would win, and get the Master Stone. He had to do it for them! The flames burned with a greater and greater intensity, until he was encompassed by a raging blue inferno. "HY.PER.BEAM!" The incredibly powerful beam fired, streaking straight for Majora. The mask watched, possibly in awe, as the beam approached. The Hyper Beam hit Majora! But there was no blast, no explosion. The beam went right into Majora, disappearing as it touched his flesh or whatever it's made of. The entirety of the beam went into Majora, and when the attack was over, he was still standing there without a scratch. Mewtwo's eyes bulged. He had thrown everything he had at this monster, and nothing had worked! He was now completely drained, all he could do now was levitate and hope he didn't fall. Majora looked across the way at Mewtwo and giggled. "Bravobravo!Verygoodshow!I'mafraiditwasn'tenough,butIdothankyouforprovidingm ewithatgoodmeal.Oh?Don'tunderstandwhatI'mtalkingabout?Letmeclarify:Everypsyc hicattackyouhitmewith,Iabsorbed.Icanfeedoffpsychicenergy.Infact,everytimeIhi tyouIdrainedsomeofyourpoweraway,whichiswhyyouaresofatigued.Yourlittlelightsh owhasprovidedmewiththepowerIneedtofinsihyouoff,catboy!" Mewtwo was horrified, learning that his powerful efforts had only succeeded in feeding the beast. As he watched helplessly, a bridge and platform of red light formed underneath him, providing Majora escape from his own platform. The mask ran across the bridge, jumped up from the platform, and started wailing on Mewtwo with an all-out berserk attack. Mewtwo didn't even have time to scream or flee as Majora pummeled him with endless punches and kicks. As Majora lost his momentum and fell back to the ground, Mewtwo had a second to register the damage, discovering that his jaw was broken, he had lost a couple of teeth, and one of his purple eyes was swelled shut. Also, he was pretty sure his fingers were numb with pain because they were broken, as well as a few of his ribs and maybe even a leg. Then Majora jumped back up. After pummeling Mewtwo with more punches and kicks, he threw him to the ground and smashed into him from above. As Mewtwo lay there, weak and limp, Majora picked him up and lifted him over his head. Mewtwo expected to be thrown down again. But what happened next surprised him. He felt something weird inside of him, an intruding force penetrating his mind. He tried to fight it off, but he was too weak. He could sense the dark force, it was Majora. But what was he doing to him? Mewtwo gasped inwardly as Majora dug into his claws into his mind, rending and tearing away, sapping away Mewtwo's power with every second. Finally, Majora found what he was looking for and took it from Mewtwo. As all of his power and something more left him, Mewtwo managed to get a glimpse into Majora's mind. And what he found shocked him to the core of his being. And then everything went black. Majora was pleased. He had exactly what he had needed from Mewtwo, certainly much more than what he had gotten from Garm. He shook the Pokemon's comatose form for a moment, then performed the final blow. Bending onto one knee, Majora brought Mewtwo crashing down over his other knee. A loud, sharp cracking sound could be heard as Majora snapped Mewtwo's spine. The mask giggled insanely as Majora carelessly flung Mewtwo over his shoulder, off the platform. As Mewtwo hit the ground, the Rainbow Cloud stage faded. Majora was lowered to the ground. Transforming back to his normal form, the evil mask floated out of the arena and into the lounge area. There were plenty of cheers, although many thought breaking Mewtwo's back was unnecessary. Ignoring the protests from her friends, Mew flew out of the stand and into the arena, hovering over her son's body as the stretchers came out. "Mewtwo? Are you okay?" There was no response. "Mewtwo, can you hear me at all?" There was still no response. "Mewtwo, please speak to me!" Mewtwo did not reply. Starting to get frantic, Mew probed her adopted son's mind, trying to find something, some spark of his being left. She was terrified to find that there was nothing in Mewtwo's mind. Nothing at all. The orderlies picked up Mewtwo, placed him on a stretcher, and started carrying him out. Mew floated after them, looking over at Mewtwo. "Mewtwo, please! Please answer me!" Mewtwo could not respond. "Mewtwo! Mewtwo! MEWTWO!"
Well, how was that for a nasty match? Mewtwo ends up the same as Garm, a mindless vegetable. If you're wondering exactly what happened to him, you will have to wait. As to who the identity of the thief or thieves who stole Cortex's masks and the data, I will have to quote Xellos: That, my friend.is a secret. One not to be told until later. Next time: Ganondorf and Bowser step into the arena for a no holds barred heavyweight battle! Which of these two muscular villains win? Find out next time on.Super Smash Bosses!