Hello everyone, here's the next chapter of my story. It has action, drama, suspense, comedy, and a whole heaping load of smashing. Enjoy
"Give up Mario, you can not win and I do not want to have to hurt you." came a cold voice
"No a way, I a will beat you Mewtwo and I will a go on. I will a not give up." replied the plumber defiantly
"So be it." Mewtwo replied coolly.
The psychic pokemon's eyes glowed blue for a split second before his psychic powers easily lifted the hapless hero and flung him effortlessly around the pokemon stadium arena. Mario would have been thrown out of the arena hadn't said arena transformed into its rocky form and Mario's body collided with a large piece of stone. Upon impact a crater of Mario's outline was formed as the psychic powers that enveloped him dissipated. Mario peeled off the stone, landing hard on his front-side.
"Do you now see how foolish this fight is? I am not holding anything back and if I must, I will hurt you." Mewtwo explained
"No a way." Mario replied, and with a burst of speed he jumped up into Mewtwo's face and landed a hard right hook across the pokemon's jaw.
Time seemed to slow as the fist made its way across Mewtwo's face and during the duration of the punch Mewtwo's mind tried to draw up a conclusion on how he wasn't able to see that punch coming.
"He was so fast. He usually is not like this unless he truly wants victory. He is not holding back as well."
Then Mewtwo became acquainted with the large stone on the other side of the stadium. Mewtwo's impact caused the stone to shatter, sending a metric ton of rocks tumbling toward him. Mewtwo raised his paws up in the air and stopped the rocks only inches from crushing him. Shaking off that punch Mewtwo levitated the rocks around him with his awesome powers, swirling them around him to create a makeshift shield. Mario threw a fireball but it was easily deflected by the rotating rocks.
"Momma Mia." Mario groaned
"Now Mario, you shall discover why I am the most powerful pokemon on Earth." gloated Mewtwo
The boulders swirling around him formed into a giant hand, and the stone hand lunged at Mario, encasing him in stone before he had a chance to evade.
"Now...what to do with you now, I wonder?" Mewtwo wondered
As Mewtwo pondered that thought he commanded the large fist to repeatedly squeeze Mario like one of those stress-relieving toys you see in offices of big businesses. But as you can guess it didn't alleviate any stress that the plumber was feeling at the moment.
"Now I could simply throw you out of the ring and end this battle, but that would seem too bland of a victory." Mewtwo rubbed his chin "I could snap you in two like a twig, but you are my friend and that would be wrong." He closed his eyes and moved deeper in thought "Maybe I could use this new attack that I have been working on. Hmm?" he wondered
Mewtwo was so deep in thought at the moment that he failed to notice that Mario had wormed his way out of the grip off the rock hand and had stealthly snuck up behind Mewtwo. Seeing an Item Crate idly sitting around Mario lifted it onto his shoulders just as the arena changed from a rocky surface back. When he was on level ground again Mario heaved the crate a Mewtwo while his back was turned. Thinking that the attack would be successful Mario stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Mewtwo lift his hand up and stop the crate in mid-air.
"Wha? How? It can't?" Mario mumbled, utterly confused
"Not a bad try Mario. But I am a psychic; I mean I do have heightened sensory awareness." Mewtwo explained
Mario just looked at him, his mouth hanging open slightly
"I can sense things far better than normal people." Mewtwo explained in a dumbdown version
"Oh." Mario replied
"Here, this is yours." Mewtwo said before flicking his wrist and sending the crate Mario's way
Mario quickly put his hand up to defend and the crate splintered against his shield.
"Well at a least it didn't explode." Mario thought
"True, but it revealed nothing that could help you." Mewtwo replied
"Wha? How? It can't?" Mario mumbled again
"Psychic, remember?" Mewtwo reminded
And Mewtwo was right, nothing in the crate could help Mario. Being that the only thing inside was a Fan. But Mario was not to be dettered. He picked up the Fan and brandished like a blade.
"Please." Mewtwo scoffed and flung a blast of psychic energy at Mario and Mario, in desperation put the fan up to block. But instead of being flung clean out of the arena he felt a slight push and then nothing.
"Wha? How? It can't?" Mario mumbled yet again
For some strange reason the fan was glowing with Mewtwo's psychic energy. At first Mewtwo thought he was dreaming, but quickly dismissed that notion for he didn't dream when he slept. That's when it hit him.
"That fan...it must have a reflective surface. All reflective surfaces can absorb and redirect any type of psychic attack. How could I have overlooked this? I am an idiot. As long as he has that Fan my psychic attacks are useless." Mewtwo thought
Mario looked at the fan, thenat the perturbed look on Mewtwo's face, then back to the fan and once again. Then a smile formed on the plumber's face and he swung the psychic energy filled weapon, releasing its payload. The mindful (get it, mindful as in a good attack and mind full as in it came from the mind. I'm hilarious, I know...yeah) attack raced toward Mewtwo, forcing him back to the edge of the stage. Then Mario ran up to Mewtwo, hopped, and attempted to smack Mewtwo across the face with the weapon but Mewtwo raised his hand and caught Mario in mid-air. Using Confusion he sent Mario back to the other side of the arena.
"Well...as long as he has that Fan and knows how to use it then my psychic attacks are useless." Mewtwo quipped
Mario recovered from the attack, burning determination visible in his eyes. He would not be defeated.
"Well it seems that Mario wishes to resume battle. I shall not disappoint him." Mewtwo replied with a smirk
As Mario charged closer a Shadowball formed in Mewtwo's hand, growing larger by the second with the intent on making Mario its target.
"Come on now you guys, growing children need to eat there veggies." pleaded Princess Peach
"Yes, this is true. You may all be Smashers, however you are all still young. Eating your vegetables are a part of your healthy development." cued Princess Zelda
"Yeah, don't you all want to grow up big and strong--stronger than you already are?" asked Samus Aron
"NO!" barked the yelled the five young Smashers
Young Link, Pichu, Ness, Popo and Nana were staunchly refusing to consume the daily recommend dose of beta-carotene. As it is with small children; they hate vegetables.
"But they're freshly picked." Peach deliberated "Carrots these fresh need to be eaten at once." he explained
It had only been five minutes since she had picked them herself. Ah...the power of picking vegetables out of nowhere.
"No way, vegetables are way gross." Ness replied
"I'd rather have fish." Popo said
"Yeah, me too." quipped Nana
"I want an apple." came Pichu
"I want a pizza." came Young Link
"But..." Peach began, but was once again cut off by a loud chorus of...
"NO!"
Samus and Zelda stared at Peach as she was forcefully shot down. Peach lowered her head and looked at the ground, and from Samus and Zelda's view it looked as if she was about to cry; given that she was trembling. She bent toward the ground and put her hand on the ground, continuing to shake. Zelda and Samus were quickly at her side to try and comfort her; thinking she was breaking down.
"It is okay Peach. There is no need to cry. I am sure they are sorry for what they have said." Zelda told her
There was only silence from the five Smashers who were determined not to eat vegetables.
"Now look what you five did. She was only looking after your well being and you just dump on her. You should be ashamed." she scolded
Then Samus looked down at Peach and noticed something firmly gripped in her hand. It was strange that it was coming from the floor itself. It perplexed Samus so.
"Peach, what are you doing?" Samus asked
After a few moments Samus got her answer. With a thunderous display of power, Peach pulled her hand up, literally tearing the ground apart as an uncountable amount of vegetables flooded from the floor. And with a roar that would make Bowser's roar pale in comparison she said...
"EAT YOUR VEGIES! EAT THEM AT ONCE! EAT, EAT, EAT, EAT!"
The expression was of true horror as the Peach that the Smasher's once knew was lost for the moment as the flood of vegetables over took the room that the Smashers were in at the moment. The five young Smashers tried to make a break for it amid the storm of subterranean food items, however it was in vain. Peach latched onto Ness's leg and pulled him to face her. Though he was upside down the look of complete horror etched on Peach's face was distinguishable from any angle. She looked as if she was ready to kill; an almost feral expression on her face.
"AHH, IT'S PEACHZILLA!" Ness yelled in fear, gripping his small heart as death hooked his leg
Link tried to make a mad dash for the door, but thanks to Farora's Wind Zelda instantly teleported into his path and grabbed him. Struggle as he may, he could not break free of Zelda's arm lock; an arm lock that kept his wiry body from escaping. The Ice Climbers tried to make a run for the air vent, but Samus kept them in a head-lock with her arm. The only free one left, Pichu, tried to use his Agility to zip toward the window and jump out; glass or not.
"Oh no you don't!" yelled Samus as she used her Charger Shot Cannon's tractor beam whip to wrap around Pichu's small body and drag him back.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" he yelled, struggling to break free of the powerful whip.
The small electric mouse dug his equally small fangs into the floor, digging up the clean floor with two long lines.
"HELP US!" yelled the five Smashers as they tried with all their might to break free of there imprisonment. But to no avail. The four mother-like figures held fast the five young Smashers and the rising flood of vegetables grew ever daunting.
"YOU WILL NOW EAT THE VEGIES. SO SAYS PRINCESS PEACH!" Peach roared
And that was the last thing they heard before their world went dark with a whirlwind of vegetables.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
If there is one lesson if life to learn, it's that you should never deflected a fully charged Shadow Ball into the main control booth of a Pokemon Stadium and not expect something bad to happen. Problem was that was what exactly happened. Using a mixture of his Fan and his shield he deflected the powerful attack. But that deflected it into the control room of the Pokemon Stadium as stated earlier. The powerful dark attack eradicated many delicate machinery in the room, causing the periodic changing of the battle field to become erratic and unstable. Now Mewtwo and Mario had to battle on a field that constantly changed from one type of battlefield to the next in a completely random order with no control whatsoever. One moment they may be battling on a water field, the next fire, the next rock, and so on and so on. The constant shifting made it next to impossible to adeptly battle without losing your lunch. Luckily Mewtwo didn't eat much and Mario had a light snack earlier.
"You just had to deflect the attack in that direction?" Mewtwo asked as the burning building beneath him was changed to a slippery rock where he accordingly slipped and fell.
"It was your a attack. Why are you a blaming me?" Mario asked as a platform made him rise into the air a few feet.
"I am blaming you because there is nobody else to do so." Mewtwo replied matter-of-factly
Mario just gave him a look.
"I am not an idiot." Mewtwo told him
Ah...the power of being a psychic.
The two Smashers continued there battle, though it was basically pointless because every time they got close enough to do any damage the arena would shift; throwing them off. Mewtwo soon grew impatient and decided to end this annoying interruption once and for all. Raising his hand in the air he summoned a great deal of psychic energy and concentrated. The arena began to shake as the energy being summoned grew. Mario lost balance as the vibrations from the build-up shook him to his very core. Such power was generated, that even Mewtwo himself felt the rampant power that tugged at his body almost begging to be released on the unsuspecting arena.
"This is...THE END!" he boomed, his eyes glowing brightly and his whole body tensing as he threw his arm down, discharging the pent up energy within him.
The moment the energy left his body he felt as if his blood vessels were drained of their vital fluids as the recoil of the attack sped through him. Mario however, was in a far more perilous situation. The only weapon he had with him at the moment was the reflective Fan, and he deduced that not even it could reflect a blast of psychic energy of that magnitude. While he watched the approaching energy...approach, he did the only logical thing that he could do at the moment...he made a mad dash for the edge of the arena and hopped over, mere seconds before the attack collided with the arena unmercifully.
Walking the halls of the Smash Brothers Mansion is not an easy feet. Now you may think what is the harm in walking down a hall? Well let me tell you, King Dedede found out the answer to that question, the hard way. It was a normal day for the Smashers in the mansion. There was lots of noise, big messes, and so many threats that if you got a penny for every threat yelled out Bill Gates would be your butler. In other words, complete and utter insanity; yep just a normal day for the Smashers. King Dedede was currently making his way toward the kitchen for some lunch, but after only taking five steps out of his room...
"Wonder what I'll have, maybe a ham on rye..." he began, but soon stopped mid-sentence when he noticed Pikachu trying to squeeze into a garbage can.
"What are you...never mind, I don't want to know." he told the electric mouse
After that little occurrence he continued on his way. However when he turned the corner, Ganondorf flew through the wall on Dedede's left, flew by him, and then into the wall on his right. Moments later Young Link walked through the first hole made and was he ever livid.
"Nobody messes with the hood." he snarled before disappearing into the second hole made.
After that little occurrence Dedede continued down the hall, but as you may have guessed something completely random happened. At the cross-hallway Link was running down the hall, looking as if he were running for his dear life. And by the looks off it here was carrying a cheeseburger.
"No! Stay away from me Kirby! It is mine!" he yelled
Kirby was only a few steps behind him, his mouth salivating over the prospect of gaining some food. Dedede just blinked his eyes a couple times before continuing down the hall. Finally he arrived at the door and reached for the doorknob. But when he made contact something plowed through the door, toppling the giant hammer-swinging penguin over. The only thing he saw was Yoshi barreling down the hall, laughing to himself, eating a fruit salad.
"Note to self--only go down the halls with a S.W.A.T. team." Dedede told himself before losing all consciousness
The light you could see emanating from the pokemon arena rushed past the audience, blinding them as it pierced the many windows of the stadium. Everything shook and the sickening sound of crunching metal could be heard echoing around the stadium. When the light finally dimmed down the only thing left of the arena was the main platform, charred beyond recognition. With a place to rest Mewtwo floated down toward the ground, obviously exhausted from exhorting himself.
"Well it seems that I am victorious." Mewtwo mused
"That is a what you a think!" yelled an Italian voice
Pulling himself from over the ledge Mario rushed the weakened pokemon, sending a brown shoe on a course with a paleish purple face. Thunder clapped when the shoe made contact with the face and for a moment nothing happened.
"I guess I have been defeated." Mewtwo thought before reality kicked in
The force of the blow sent the psychic pokemon on a one-way trip out of the stadium, causing him to plow through a window before completely disappearing over the horizon.
"PLAYER DEFEATED" boomed the announcer
Yet another victory for the pudgy plumber; it was a devastating battle that pushed him to his limits. But he isn't through yet; more battles are to come to test our Italian hero. See you next battle.
Well that is chapter 16 my readers. I hope you enjoy it. Chapter 17 will deviate from the current storyline and focus on other Smash Brother battles. They'll be a few that where suggested and new ones that you, my readers may post when you (hopefully) read and review. Thank you for your time. And remember my old saying...DON'T SUE! Thank you.