The Legend of Zelda: Fountains of Mystery
By FerreTrip
Crossover
FerreTrip@thewoodwards.net
Part 1
SuMmArY: Ok, this is my first cross-over. Not like I planned my first, but neah. Anyway, it's a story that takes place in the end of Pokémon Channel's "Pichu Bros. in Party Panic!," or at least starts out that way, and somewhere along the Zelda timeline. Anyway, when Giovanni starts to work together with Ganon, you can expect hell to be raised!!! Will Link be able to do it alone? FUCK NO!!! So, that's why Mewtwo assists him, and also deals a little payback for what Gio did back in Millenium Town. Sure to be good!! Animé style!!!
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NOTE: >This is telepathy< "This is speech thru teh mouth". AND ALSO,
=+8 SPOILER WARNING!! 8+= TO THOSE WHO HAVE YET TO SEE "Pichu Bros. in Party Panic PART 5".
THIS FIC HAS ASCII---v


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(Not bad, eh? Better than that of vs. Nega-Mewtwo, I think...)


In Hyrule's royal family, there exists many legends. In one of them, a great being, not of their world, came to vanquish an evil that threatened to plague Hyrule with great discomfort and peril. But as well, a young 13 year old boy, defeated THE evil one himself: GANON. This...is the legend..................



    "Zzzzz..."
A young boy slept underneath the shade of a tree. Even though it was the middle of the day, he slept on. A ladybug landed on his nose.
    "Zzzz-eh?" the boy mumbled as he opened one eye to look upon the thing resting on his nose. He groaned. "I geuss that this means I have to wake up now," he said. Stupid Shawn. Shawn, one of his best friends in the whole land of Hyrule, was notorius for sending out little ladybugs to annoy people. He had an odd ability to control bugs. And his friend had an odd ability to snooze at any given moment.
    He sat up, and the ladybug flew away. He rubbed the sleepiness out of his eyes, and stood up to start walking home. Later, he passed through the bazzar being held at the town square, and he heard someone shout.
    "LINK!!!"
    He turned, and saw standing with an annoyed expression on his face, Shawn.
    "Link! I thought you'd never get up!" he said, disgruntled.
    "Well, I was tired, that's all!" Link replied, putting one hand over the back of his green-clothed head.
    Shawn sighed. "That's what you always say...you know, I wanna know."
    "What?"
    "How the heck you just fall asleep like this?!"
    "I DUNNO!! Now will you stop yelling, you're attracting a crowd..." and it was true. So, they just walked speedily on out of the bazzar, and headed strait for Link's house. When they finnaly opened the door to his room, later, they instantly sat down on a couple of chairs, and resumed their argument.
    Link knows that they argue like this because it's kinda normal. He sleeps, Shawn bickers. All in all, they are very good friends. They eventually stopped, out of breath. While Link was catching his, he looked at himself in his wall mirror for a second.
    He was 13 years old, and about 4' 8", and an even 100lbs. He wore, every day, a green tunic, with matching hat. He had a brown, long sleeve undershirt, white tights, and a pair of nice brown adventurer's boots. He always had a small tuft of golden hair protruding out over his face a bit, and his blue eyes were deep with courage beyond his years. And boy, would he need it...
    Shawn looked over at him when they were all cought up on breath. "So, what to do?"
    Link looked over at him. "How about a round?" Link absoulutly LIVED for swordplay, he even had his own genuine wooden sword to practice with. He also had a shield, too. It was just a big hunk of thick tree bark, with a red, swirly design he painted on.
    "Sure! Lemme get my set at my house, and we'll meet back at the arena. Ok?"
    "OK!"
    Later, the boys met up in thier own private spot near a hot spring that no-one but them know about. They found it one day exploring.
    "Ok, now the rules are simple: first one with 3 hits dealed to him loses," Link said. He knew these rules by heart, thanks to his Mom, who was very athletic, and helped teach him all he knew. But, only the actuall sword. He had to practice his shield by himself.
    "As usuall...ok, READY!!" Shawn shouted, and lunged at Link before he had a chance to ready himself.
    "WHA!!" He fortunatly dodged, and saw his friend take a dip in the hot springs. He was in hysterics by the time he was out.
*      *      *

    Link sighed. It had been quite a day. He had won the fight, hands down. It was now nightfall, and his bedside window was situated at just the right angle so that the moon was square in the center by the time he got in bed. He enjoyed gazing at it before bed, and sometimes asked it questions before turning in.
    "Hmmm...yannow, I like my life how it is right now, but I at least want some more action, some adventure, and mabey a new friend. But not a kid like me, but something...more...is there any other world out there, that I could visit, and make friends with its natives, and explore?" he asked, and went to bed. He had the strangest dream ever...little did he know, it was all very, very real...happening in a far-off world...
*      *      *

    Millenium Town. The place where many things happen. Including...
    "LOOKS LIKE MEOWTH'S BLASTING OFF AGAIIIINNN!!!!"
    ...a talking Meowth riding on a firework. He had just thrown a party, and was going to end it with a...
    BANG!!! "GWAAAHH!!"
    The firework exploded, Meowth with it. On the ground, a small group of baby and 1st stage evolution pokémon, and also an Azumarril, were walking home when they heard an explosion. They turn around to see, and catch sight of the fireworks show, and gaze with wonder and joy.
    In the group, were a Magby, a Teddiursa,  a Smoochum, a Wooper, and 2 little Pichus, both brothers. One looked totally normal, the other, also the elder bro., had a tuft of hair sticking out over his forehead. They all had a hard day of running around, all except for Azumarril. It forgot to deliver their invitations to the party, which is what the running around was for. They watched the display, and returned to their clubhouse. When they got there, Azumarril left for home, and taking the idea in, the others left for their homes too. The Pichu brothers stayed behind at the club house, which was really a pile of junk transformed into a playground. They were lying on the top, and looking at the stars.
    "Pi pich chu?(Wasn't today fun?)" asked the younger Pichu.
    "Chu. Pichu pi.(Yes. It was great.)" his brother replied.
    "Chi chu pichu.(The stars are beautiful.)"
    "Chu.(Yes.)"
    Suddenly, a shadow passed quickly across the night sky, which was lit slightly by the city lights.
    "CHU PICHU CHU?!(WHAT THE F*** WAS THAT?!)" they both shouted when it dissapeared. They were courious, but suddenly, they were very tired. They decided to tell the gang about this tommorow, and went home.
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    A tall figure stood out on top a rooftop, and observed a fireworks show being held at a tower that has one of the best veiws of the city around. A fireworks show to end a party that was held at that building that was the reason he wasn't there this night. Instead, he was at a rooftop nearest to an area that many pokémon call their "clubhouse." Why? After all, it was a measly pile of junk, reassembled. It actually is a wonder...how such little pokémon could build somthing that large alone(author note: hmmmnah...i think i'm smelling me a PLOTHOLE...whoops!). It was late at night, about 15 min. after the fireworks show. A group of pokémon came and left seprate ways. Two, however, had decided to stay. He thought it would be just a few minutes, so he waited 3. Then, he decided to move to another spot, the roof across from him on the other side of the clubhouse. He silently moved to the edge, crouched soundlessly, and lept.
    "CHU PICHU CHU?!" he heard, as he sailed from one roof to another. >Damn...< He landed louder than prefered on the opposite roof, due to the outburst. >They're going to climb up here by the drain pipe. I'd better make them think again,< he said, and his eyes flashed blue.
    When the pichu bros. had left, he relaxed slightly. Standing up, he checked his surroundings. He was on top an old warehouse. Good, safe. He walked on up to get a better veiw of the moon. He stopped near the tip of the roof, turned, and gazed out at the moon, taking the beauty in like a sponge. As if to add to the gracefulness, a wind started to blow, blowing his cloak out. And revealing the figure for who he is. He's Mewtwo.
    Mewtwo was about 6" 7', and 279lbs of pure muscle. He had a long, thick violet tail, which ended in a rounded tip. The rest of his body was a pale lavender. Oh, and he was covered completly in fur. He had a "second neck" going from the back of his head to his chestplate's rear. Its purpose was unknown in absolute. Ever since a certain incident involving taking over the world, he's had a large, brown cloak that children who watch animé call a "wanderer's cloak." It kind of fit, because sometimes he is seen wandering above the city, in the rooftops, at night. Mewtwo prefers to not be seen, and exploited, and whatnot, however he has been known to help out with big events. In fact...
    >Eh?<
    He pried his eyes away from the moon for a second, and looked a little further off in the city. There, he could barely see a banner being put up. It seems that a festival was going underway soon, and that preperations were going on all day, with the finishing touch being the banner. Even from this distance, he could tell that they were having a lot of trouble putting it up. He sighed.
    >Well, might as well put them out of their misery, and help, and to please my conscience,< he said, and flew off to assist.
    Man, weren't the workers surprised, when Mewtwo, out of nowhere, just flew in. Mitch, someone who was helping put up the banner, which, due to macinery breakdown, was going on the old fasioned way, was the first to notice a flying object coming twords them.
    "Uhh...guys? Are ya seein what I'm seein?" he asked, slightly shaken, the other workers. One by one, they lifted their heads, looked, and sure as sureness, saw Mewtwo flying at them, somewhat slowly, as not to frighten them so bad they fall to their doom, and he having to of gone through the trouble of saving them.
    >Well, need some assistance?< he asked, smirking, as he approched them. He loved it when he scared the hell out of humans by going up to them like this.
    "Uh...sure," Mitch said, awed, as Mewtwo came to a stop in mid-air in front of them. Tom, Mitch's friend, looked around quickly, and noticed something.
    "Yeah, we really need help with getting this banner across to the other building, but we have had a mechanical malfunction, and can't possibly get this across to the other side without building a makeshift path across the gap, thus suspending the festival a fair bit. Can you be nice, and please take the other end to the other building, and tie it on?"
    Mewtwo thought a second. >I have another idea. It seems--<(he looks down at the ground at the other workers who have nothing to do, and looks back at Tom)>--that the number of workers on the ground, not able to come up here and work on tying this banner on the building, is equal to the amount up here. So, while you are working here, I can take the workers down there to the other building, take the banner and bring it over there for them to work on.<
    Tom looked at him, thinking how stupid he was to put the job of tying it on the other building on Mewtwo alone. "Yeah, that sounds great! But...I think 'Little Mick' had to leave home early, being only 15 and all. So, I geuss that you'll have to fill in. That ok?"
    >Deal,< Mewtwo replied, having nothing better to do anyway, and flew down to pick up the idle workers.
    Later, when he had dropped the workers off at the other building(telekinesis), Mewtwo flew off to get the banner.
    "Ok, grab these things, too," Mitch told him, tossing a bag of something to Mewtwo. He caught it with his hand. >Right. I supose these are emergency support strings?< he asked, while telekinetically grabbing the end of the banner. Mitch nodded. "Yep. Tell 'em that they need ta thread 'em tru these here holes--"(he points to some decorative butress-style holes on the border of the banner)"--and tie them onto the fake butresses ova there."
    You see, the buildings were built in a style that had them get little butresses(the things tipping the walls of castles, like this:_[]_[]_[]_), and also, they had little catwalks behind the butresses. That was where the workers were working at the moment.
    Mewtwo nodded. >Ok, I'll take these over.< Soon, he was kneeling down beside a worker, helping to tie on the banner. He remebered somthing he'd been meaning to ask someone. He looked over at the worker, whose name was Alisha. >Excuse me, but can you tell me what this festival being prepared is about?<
    "GEH!" the startled girl said, and turned to look at Mewtwo. "Oh, um...
    "It's called The Festival of the Fountain. Every year, this festival goes on to honer a fountain said to have mystical powers that is rumered to be buried underneath the city. A legend says, that long ago, the fountain was a great and wondereus fountain that granted the drinker of its waters, absolute health. It was abused, however, by being the driving force behind many armies, and wars started over the fountain. One day, the war came right to it, and all chaos ensued. After much fighting, a great, shining fairy arose from the fountain.
    "'Please, I beg of you, stop this madness,' she asked. But the warriors did not listen. Their pokémon, who were the pets of the fighters, who were made to carry water from the spring over to their 'masters,' however listened, and stopped bringing water. However much the soldiers pleaded, the pokémon stuck with the fairy, and the fight soon came to an end. None died, but all were injured very badly. All of the pokémon felt bad for their masters, and disobeying the fairy, healed them. All the pokémon except 3 Pidgeots, 2 Poochenas, a Houndoom, a Hitmonchan, a Hitmonlee, and a Tyrouge, that is. The fairy saw this loyalty, and said they would all be rewarded for doing the right thing. She then magically transformed them into the legendary pokémon trios: the birds went into Articuno, Zapdos, and Moltres; the dogs went into Entei, Raikou, and Suicune; the hitmons became Regirock, Registeel, and Regice. The fairy told the legendarys to scatter and live how they wish, as they no longer needed to serve their masters.
    "However, the fairy had sympathy for the soldiers, and let them live. But, not without wiping the minds of all the men. One female soldier, was a very wise woman. Sensing this, the fairy let her live, and let her pass on the legend. When she was about to leave, she heard something behind her. She turned, and in front of her, was a quickly sinking fountain! She panicked, and asked the fairy why she was doing this.
    "'This fountain only causes war to arise, because mankind would abuse its abilities. I do not want this catastrophy to happen again. I will place the spring that generates this water in a great canyon, with winds to fend back all who try to come and get to the spring. The fountain itself, will become buried under the world.' Then, before the fairy could do anything, the woman suddenly said:
    "'One day, some way, history will repeat
and two worlds collide, mankind will kiss the feet
of the worlds' evilest men, one magic, another technology
and fate will be in the hands of a boy and a master of psycology.'
    "At this, the woman left, and the fairy commenced her plan. Later, in her hometown, the woman spread the tale to many ears. This tale became a legend. And it is said, that this city was built on the spot the spring lay. So, to honer this great legend, a festival is held anually."
    When she finally stopped speaking, all Mewtwo could say was >Ah, ok. Thank you for telling me, I was wondering...<. The reason was that he knew what canyon the legend spoke of. He lived there once. He got re-aquainted with the world's most idiotic, but kind-hearted, boy ever there. He almost died there. In that canyon.
    Purity Canyon.
    He was very deep in thought about this all thruogh the banner's set-up. When it was finally all over, he flew twords home, because it was 11:00 at night. If he had not of helped, the crew would not have finished until 2:00 at the earliest. Mewtwo went to sleep at dawn every day, but he was so tired tonight, he went home at 11.
    When he flumped down on his bed for sleep, his last thought was a crazy one:
    I'm going to find that fountain.
*      *      *

    The sun shone bright as Link got up out of bed. He had had a good night's rest, and he always was a morning person. So, he was bright and cheery this morning. He got his clothes on, did some streaches, and went down for breakfast. After that, he washed up, and went out to go to school. After that, he got home, and was scared shit by a little floating, glowing orb with wings, smack in front of his house!
    "GAHH!!! IN FAREOE'S NAME, WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!" he yelled all very fast, when he saw it. Already scared out of his wits, he was frightend more when the orb came up rrrreally close, and yelled, "WHO ARE YOU CALLING A THAT?! I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW I HAVE A NAME!!!!"
    Link, promptly surprised, stopped his fear tantrum, blinked, and calmed down.
    "Uhhh...well, what is your name?" he asked, feeling odd talking to a floating orb with wings.
    In a high, squeaky, annoying voice, it replied: "Navi."