Ok, might as well get this out of the way now. "Kirby" does not belong to me, nor will it ever. Kirby and all related characters, places, ect... belong to Hal Labratory (did I spell that right?). However, I do own all OC's.

The Escape: The begining

Journal entry: Blue

We are a slightly unusual species. Our parents will leave us as soon as we are old enough to take care of ourselves, which, for us, is very young, concerting our very long life-span. It takes us 200 years to learn to speak, but only 1 year to learn to take care of ourselves. We are not completely alone, however. We will live in groups, usually of 8 or 10 members. When we are born, we are born in pairs. Twins. Our parents make sure we get in a group, by putting us in groups with the children of their friends. Once in a group, our brother or sister becomes our partner. Partners will look out for each other, protect each other, even name each other since our parents don't (I think it's to prevent them from getting too attached to their children, so it's easier for them when the children have to leave).

Anyway, this is where I come in. See, I don't have a partner. I was born a only child, which is rare for my species. Because of this, I don't have a name, I have no one to help me, and I'm the group's punching bag, target for fighting practice, and slave. No one respects me or even cares. I'm almost afraid to get up in the morning. But I know I have to, or Star, our leader, will beat me that much harder. He already beats me daily, mostly because of his rage issues. I don't want to be hurt even more. I don't think anyone knows about this, though. I don't want to tell anyone or Star might hurt me more, furthermore, he might hurt whoever I tell, and I can't stand to see that happen. Justice is important to me, even if it means I'm taking the fall. Besides, I'm not sure anyone will talk to me. Oh no, here comes Star. I have to go. Farewell, for now.

Blue

Journal entry: Kirby

Well, it's just another day. Nothing unusual or different. Because this is my first journal entry, I guess I should give myself an introduction. My name is Kirby, and I am pink. My partners name is Kiki, she is also pink. Most of us have partners that are the same color as themselves. Anyway, we both are part of a group lead by a green puffball named Star. Our group is mostly like any other group, except for one member. We call him "blue" since he has no name, and his skin color is dark blue. No one knows much about him, since he never talks to anyone. And for some reason, he's always covered in cuts and bruises. Anyway, I have to go, it's time to get food.
Bye.

Kirby

Star did come to see Blue, but not to beat him like usual. This time, he wanted Blue to get him his meal for the day.
"Oh great," Blue though, "now I have to find food for him and myself."
He stared to go to the woods, hopefully, this meant he wouldn't get a beating today. This thought gave his a little encouragement. That is, until he heard Star call out,
"If you bring back something good, maybe I'll go easy on ya today."
Maybe. Oh well, at least it's better than nothing. Not much though.
Soon after Blue left, he saw something in a bush. He reached in and took it. It was a sword. Finally! He finally had a weapon! It was dull, but he didn't care. Everyone else had a weapon, weather it was a natural ability, or something else. Everyone, except him. Until now, that is. All he had to do it keep Star from seeing it.

Blue still had to find food for himself and Star. This would be hard. It's not hard to find some, but to carry it all back will be difficult. Anyway, he didn't have to worry about that for now.
As he searched, he heard something. He looked around. Nothing.
"Probably just someone else," He thought. "Almost everyone heads to the woods around this time."
He heard it again. He looked around, still nothing. Suddenly, a beast jumped out from between the trees, barely two feet in front of him. Blue instantly stepped back. He looked up to get a look at the beast. It was large with dark purple fur, long claws, and a horn on top of it's head. It's eyes were red and seemed to glow.
Blue was pretty scared, but he knew that if he ran, the beast would follow him, so he had to fight. He took the sword he found earlier and leaped into action. He hit the beast on the side of it's arm before it slashed at him, throwing him back. He quickly got back up, he was used to taking a hit. He ran back up and hit it twice. In the side and on the leg. The beast stepped back to avoid another hit. It quickly knocked Blue back. This lasted a while. Eventually, the beast punched Blue one more time, to knock him out, and ran. It saw others coming, and didn't want to have to fight more than one of these creatures. It left blue there.

Blue lay there on the ground, awake, but unable to move or even get the energy to talk. Some others passed, but few stopped. Those who did stop, only did so for a few minutes, and then moved on. Until, Kirby and Kiki found him.
"Oh, it's just Blue. Come on Kirby, let's go." Kiki said.
"Kiki! He is a living puffball too! He needs help." shouted Kirby.
"Kirby, why do you care so much? No one else does." said Kiki.
"How would you feel if you were in this position and no one cared?" questioned Kirby.
Kiki knew the answer; she just didn't want to say it. "Fine, we'll help him. Where do you want to take him?"
"Over to the river, I guess. He had some pretty bad wounds that should be cleaned." explained Kirby.
"Ok, but you carry him. This was your idea." she replied.
"Fine." said Kirby, as he bent down to pick up Blue.