Megamind2010

Megamind:
Here's my day so far: went to jail, lost the girl of my dreams and got my butt kicked pretty good. Still, things could be a lot worse. Oh, that's right... I'm falling to my death. Guess they can't. How did it all come to this, you ask? My end starts at the beginning...the very beginning! [Shows baby Megamind] Yes, that's me. I had a fairly standard childhood. I came from, what you might call, a broken home. Literally broken. I was 8 days old and still living with my parents. How sad is that? Clearly, it was time to move on. [just before a planet is pulled into a black hole, a couple places their child in a rocket ship and make a prophecy of his future that is cut off] I didn't quite hear that last part, but it sounded important. Destined for what? [just as the rocket ship leaves, another planet that gets pulled into the hole sends off their own rocket ship, and the two collide with each other and race to Earth] I set out to find my destiny. Turns out a kid from the Glaupunkt quadrant had the exact same idea. That was the day I met Mr. Goody-Two-Shoes, and our glorious rivalry was born! [they go to Earth. Megamind sees a fancy home] Could this be what I was destined for? A dream life filled with luxury? [Metro Man's ship knocks Megamind's away from the house before he can reach it] Apparently not! Even fate picks its favourties. No big deal. A much different fate awaited me. [Megamind's ship crash-lands into a prison] Luckily, I found a lovely little place to call home, a place that taught me the differences between right and wrong. Mr. Goody-Two-Shoes, on the other hand, had life handed to him on a silver platter, the power of flight, invulnerability, and great hair. But I had something far, far greater: my amazing intellect, and knack for building objects of mayhem. [Young Megamind's invention causes many prisoners to be free, angering the warden] After a few years, and with some time off for good behavior, I was given an opportunity to better myself through learning at a strange place called "shool". It was there that I once again ran into Mr. Goody-Two-Shoes. He had already amassed a gigantic army of soft-headed groupies. He bought their affections with showmanship and extravagant gifts of deliciousness. So, I, too, would make this popp-ed corn and win over those mindless drones. [One day, he tried to do so, but horribly failed] That's when I learned a very hard lesson: good receives all the praise and adulation while evil is sent to quiet time in the corner. So fitting in wasn't really an option. While they were learning the Itsy Bitsy Spider, I learned how to dehydrate animate objects and rehydrate them at will. Somedays, it felt like it was just me and Minion against the world. No matter how hard I tried, I was always the odd man out, the last one picked, the screw-up, the black sheep, the bad boy. Was this my destiny? Wait! Maybe it was. Being bad is the one thing I'm good at. Then it hit me: if I was the bad boy, then I was going to be the baddest boy of them all! I was destined to be a supervillain, and we were destined to be rivals. The die had been cast, and so began an enduring, epic, lifelong career, and I loved it! Our battles quickly got more elaborate. He would win some, I would almost win others. He took the name: Metro Man, defender of Metrocity. I decided to pick something a little more humble: Megamind, incredibly handsome criminal genius and master of all villainy!