SSB x Reader One-Shots (Canceled)

MetaKnight x Reader

Human!MetaKnight x Depressed!Reader
It's never too late...
Warning, this is kind of Gruesome and it's 2350 words long
(Read Until The End Pleasu!) PS You don't have to imagine him human.

"Y/N?" MetaKnight asks, chasing after you. "It's okay, it's not a big deal!" MetaKnight calls, catching up to you. "It's not okay! I almost killed Zelda! I wanted to scare her out of bullying me, but instead I cut her throat!" You yell. "It was an accident! She deserved it anyway! You are one of the best fighters and she was messing with your head, Y/n! You can't let her take control!" MetaKnight scolds, following you. "News Flash, I'm already ruined! STOP following me already!" You snap, aiming your weapon at MetaKnight.

He takes a step back, making your eyes soften. "I'm dangerous...just stay away...for...your safety." You say, backing away yourself, then running off. You sat in a dark forest...sobbing. "What's wrong with you?!" "Arrogant Child!" "You're heartless." "Get out of here!" "I'm so scared..." the thoughts swirled around your head, making you sob more. You curled up against the tree. You stand up, wiping the tears away with your arm/sleeve/glove. "Why, Why do I do these things I don't mean to do." You ask, looking up at the aligned stars, that seem to be fading away at your acknowledgment.

You walk back to the mansion, only to be locked out. You sigh, walking over to the lake, staring at the crystal waters. The darkness, comforting you more than the light. The water, from your touch, turned black as ink. Tears were constantly falling from your eyes. "It's too late..." You sigh, staring at your painted black finger tips. The world was leaving you, every memory of happiness was fading, just like the stars. "I guess every good thing runs into a dead end." You sniffle, flicking the ink from you hands.

The next day you just hung out in the trees. No one would find you, so it was just fine. People started getting worried, because the game was supposed to have a tournament against the top ten, and you're the best fighter. There's no point in having a tournament if there was no first place.

You've been missing for 7 days now, and everyone was searching for you. "Y/n!" MetaKnight calls. He flies up in the tried, and notices a foul smell. He heads for the ground, and lands carefully. The lake was emitting a metallic smell, and you were sitting by the ink filled lake, staring at dead fish. "Y/N!" MetaKnight yells in relief. "Hey..." You sigh. You had blood stains on your ripped clothes, your sleeves had been purposely cut off, to show cuts. You cut your skirt/pants/etc to the point they were shorts. "I'm so glad you're okay!" MetaKnight exclaims dashing towards you and tackling you in a hug.

"Funny thing, because I'm not." You say, making him back off. The cuts from far away looked like scratches, but seeing them closer made MetaKnight want to gag. You had stitches everywhere, your skin tinted red from all the blood loss. Stitches went all the way around your waist, arms legs...You were like a rag doll. "What happened?!" MetaKnight asks, examining all of your injuries. "I was locked out...and leaving someone like me outside, where there's a forest of many sharp things, isn't smart, unless you really want me to die." You reply, tears falling down your face again. MetaKnight growls, standing up.

"Why didn't you just let me help you?!" MetaKnight yelled furiously. You flinched, instantly going into self defense. You were curled up in a ball, crying. MetaKnight sighed, kneeling in front of you. "I know you're vulnerable in this state, and I hate it so much. You're the best fighter, and if I yelled at you like that in your conscious state, you would've had me pinned in less than a second...making me apologize then laugh it off...I miss all of those times...please come back?" MetaKnight pleaded. You were froze and traumatized. "Y/n..." MetaKnight sighs, lifiting your chin up softly, to reveal your red eyes. Tears still running done your face. "What if I was gone forever? Wouldn't you be happy?" You ask, pulling away from his touch.