SSB / Reader x ?

You're Broken - Roy x (Bullied) Reader

"Why the hell are you here (Name?!) Everywhere we go, we always see you, sulking around and messing with stuff that is utterly useless. Just like you, a stick in the sand, a white crayon never used. Completely useless and pathetic. Why are you even here anyway?"

They kicked you in the stomach again, and then the back, sides, chest, legs, everywhere.

It was happening again, every single time you saw them, every time you saw anyone. They would knock you down and beat you up like a punching bag. Kicking, punching, beating you up like they didn't care.

Oh wait, they didn't care at all.

Nobody cared, they didn't care who you were, they didn't care why you were here. They didn't care about anything.

But it was always you, everybody else acted polite and nice towards each other, but you were the one left out of the group, the one left in the dust. To survive and live on your own without anybody's help.

Yes, you tried getting help from your friends, but they would just laugh at you and walk away like you didn't exist. Even with Master Hand, ask for help, nothing would happen. He wouldn't talk to you for that matter, for any matter.

Everything was completely useless, nobody would help you get back onto your feet and walk around like a normal person again. Nobody wanted to lend a helping hand to you, they thought you were you were a pathetic human being. With no sense of humor or capability to think of anything.

That was all false, so fake, so not true. You were just the average person, a normal happy human being. So glad to be alive and living a life, always cheery and always have a bright spirit.

But that all had to change when you moved into Smash Mansion as a new character. Everybody liked you at first, they thought you were the coolest and prettiest fighter around. But that slowly started fading away when you won more battles, won tournaments left and right and beat everybody at their own challenges.

They were all probably jealous of what you accomplished already, you did what most of the fighters couldn't do or complete.

Every day ever since last year, all of the fighters, or at least most of them, would beat you up until you couldn't get up, or even move at all. They would beat you until they were satisfied with what they did. They would leave you on the floor helplessly and be in severe pain. Watch you roll around and clutch your body.

You were so tired of these fights, you would sleep outside, spend most of your time outside, not daring to go back inside. Only when you would get hungry or thirsty, is when you would go back. To quickly grab a loaf of bread or a bottle of water. But to only get harassed by the fighters.

But one day when you were sitting outside when it was all quiet and peaceful, someone decided to pay you a visit. The only fighter that didn't bully you, it was Roy, your boy.

He spotted you sitting in a old wooden bench, staring off into the horizon. He hesitated at first, but he made his way towards you, very slowly and carefully.

He stared at your figure for a few seconds before realizing it, he snapped out of what he was thinking of and quietly sat right next to you.

"Hello (Name)." He greeted you in a normal tone,"I-I never see you in the mansion... Why is that?"

You continue to stare at the blue moon rising,".....Roy... I-I never go to the mansion because... E-Everybody hates me... They don't want me in there..."

"Oh please (Name), stop lying to yourself." He said,"That's completely false, I know everybody likes you. Those dastards just won't admit it though."

"Roy... You got it all wrong. I know for a fact that everybody hates me. Don't you see how they treat me? Oh wait..." You looked at him,"You just joined... You never saw how they treat me..."

Roy sat closer to you and shook his head,"(Name), please... Stop lying to yourself for the second time. Lying doesn't get you anywhere, you're just hurting yourself in more ways than one."

You scooted away from him,"Ah gods... Another person doesn't understand. Nobody in this world understands..." You clutched your hands and put them over your head.

"(Name)." He said in a slightly annoyed matter,"I-I understand... But you have to give these guys another chance. Who knows, they might have changed."

"No they didn't..." You told him sternly,"I know they didn't change. They will only change for the people they care for, and I'm not that person who they care for."

"Aw (Name!)" He almost yelled,"Please! Stop lying to yourself! You will not get anywhere with that kind of attitude!"

You put your head up and shot a glare at him,"Roy... It's the truth... Why can't you just understand for once! Now I bet you're thinking I'm a lier right?"

"(Name) please-"

You shook your head."Yeah, you think I am. I knew you would say that..."

Roy sighed deeply,"I wasn't going to say you were. I want to help you (Name), if you would allow me to."

You turned your head the other way and closed your eyes,"What is it Roy?"

"Hey, you got to look at me first."

You sighed and looked back at him,"What's your genius plan?"

Roy blushed a bright pink and nervously gulped,"I-It was..."

You raised an eyebrow,"Was?....."

Roy cleared his throat and gazed at you with the most cutest face possible. You looked the other way but before you even got to turn your head, he placed his hand on your cheek and made you look directly into his eyes. He gave you a gentle smile with his head slightly tilted sideways and his hair noticeably move a bit.

"(Name)." He said quietly,"You know, after only knowing each other for a few months... I'm actually starting to like you... A lot... Even though I don't see you in the mansion or hear your voice, I... I-I love you, I want to help you with this problem you can't find a solution to, you can't figure out. I want to tell you that I love you so much, that I would help you with anything. But... With this plan... It's not going happen..."

You start to wonder why it wouldn't happen but before you got to say something, Roy quickly pulled out his sword and stabbed you, saying,"I-I know you won't like this... But it's for your own good..."

You held onto his arm and barely spoke out,"R-Roy... W-Why did you-"

"Shhhhhh (Name)." He whispered,"It's for your own good... Just please remember that I love you more than you think I do."

You slowly started slumping down on the bench, Roy started seeing the life draining out of your eyes, then tears started running down his cheeks. The last thing he told you before you left was,"(Name)... You'll go into a better place, I guarantee it... I wanted to love you but... You're broken... And can't be fixed...."