The Book of Memories
Chapter 4
Mewtwo's wave of nausea returned as he gazed in horror at the book at his feet. How did it get there? Was his nightmare more than a dream? What of the other smashers? He fled the room and rushed to the dining room where the breakfast buffet was set up. He didn't calm down until he saw Roy and Zelda without injury. Wario was fighting with Kirby over the last piece of bacon on a platter, Yoshi was snagging some food from Captain Falcon's plate when he wasn't looking, Falco was laughing at an impression Fox is doing of Wolf, Marth was getting after Roy for taking his seat, Roy wasn't paying attention to Marth, Snake was glaring across the room at Sonic while checking his food for poison, Lucario was eating a bar of chocolate and Captain Falcon just got kicked by Samus after hitting on her again; everything was normal. Mewtwo heaved a sigh of relief. That much of the nightmare had been false; but what of the book?
"Hey Mewtwo," Ike said, breaking Mewtwo out of his thoughts. "Is something the matter?"
"Huh? Oh, nothing." Mewtwo said. He then went and helped himself to some food.
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"Oh, so that's how you say that in sign language," Roy said, practicing some hand gestures. He was walking down the hall with Link, Ike and Zelda towards the game room when he noticed Mewtwo in the library out of the corner of his eye. He stopped and got a better look. Mewtwo was sitting at a table with stacks of books around him along with a few books levitating in front of him; he'd look through one book and, frustrated, toss it aside before looking through another. The others took notice that Roy had stopped several feet ahead of him, and checked to see what he was looking at. Curious, Roy walked into the library.
"Hey Mewtwo," Roy said, now noticing a considerable pile of discarded books beside the table. "What're you doing?"
"I'm looking through the mansion's archives for anything on subspace travel," Mewtwo said, pausing from his searching.
"Why?" Roy asked.
"Because that would be the perfect place for Tabuu to be," answered Mewtwo. "And to get to him, I must find a way to get into subspace. Unfortunately, few of these books say anything about subspace, and the ones that do say nothing about creating something to get there."
"Can't you just teleport there?" Roy considered.
"Good thought, but impossible for me to do," said Mewtwo. "When I teleport, I'm only drifting in and out of a single dimension. The power I would need to teleport between dimensions would be greater than any amount of energy I can find in this world." Roy nodded in agreement, despite not understanding what Mewtwo was saying. "I must find some sort of possible way for me to get there."
"Don't you mean 'we'?" Zelda said from behind Roy. Link, Roy and Ike nodded in agreement.
"I cannot allow all of you to risk being forever lost in subspace," Mewtwo said. "Or worse, lost between dimensions."
"We don't want to risk losing you to Tabuu," Zelda countered.
"You're our friend, and friends don't let other friends get hurt," said Ike, crossing his arms. "And we'll help you fight Tabuu if it comes down to it." Zelda, Link and Roy nodded in agreement.
"Can we help you in your research?" Zelda asked.
"Thanks for the offer," said Mewtwo gratefully. "But I'd prefer to do this much alone. Go and continue your daily activities, and I'll inform you when I found something."
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Mewtwo searched for hours and hours; through the day and late into the night he sat there, searching and scrutinizing every page of all the books he could find with any sort of relation to Tabuu or subspace. To his despair, he found none that could help him get there. He finally gave up for the evening shortly after midnight, exhausted, irritated and sore from the research.
He then reached his room and turned on his lamp by his bedside and got ready for bed. He then looked down and saw the book on the floor with the singed corner and picked it up. The cover was blank, but a single look at one of the pages caught his attention. He then confirmed that he would be getting no sleep that night.