Authors Note: This fic is based on how Kirby is portrayed in the games, the only reason King Dedede has his Anime accent is because I can't picture him with any other voice, feel free to ignore that though.
Also, the beginning closed in paragraph is a quick flash foreword (not to the end though it may seem like it, this story has quite a few twists and turns to it before that).
It gets way more action-y after the first chapter, I promise. Any Comments/Constructive Criticism/Reviews are welcomed.
Side Note: Kirby and all of his friends and Kirby64 are owned by Nintendo and Hal.
Sight Within Pure Darkness
Chapter 1: The Ability To Refuse To Fight
His sweet and sunny disposition shone through the scarlet darkness that surrounded him. His charming eyes, ocean deep and blue, that swooned of twinkling midnight stars became wide with joy. The thought of how to solve everything had finally occurred to him. He was about to run up to Ribbon and quite possibly... could it really work? ...A hug? He would... Give her a hug.
Yes of course.
Every story ended that way. Showing how a simple sign of affection could defeat any evil possession, a flawless quick solution he deemed it.
And with that in mind the pink puffball of a hero ran up to his dear friend.
The room began to slowly circle him the walls shattered, revealing a blood red abyss beneath his feet. Floating in the murky sorrow of an all too well known force.
And there she was.
Her skin pale white, ghostly. Her body shaped to form the white wing sprouts that now held her tightly. Kirby took a single step foreword. Reaching out to her.
The fairy's eyes slowly opened. Though the once sparkling sapphire irises were now laced with traces of deep red plasma, shimmering orange in reflection.
"Ribbon!" The only name he could say in English. All else he could say had just been common words such as bye and hi, certain names of food snacks, and a few other things. But he had worked so hard to speak the language of his friends. Especially her name.
Reaching for his friend, tears surfacing and falling softly. But the girl was lost.
His best friend.
The one for who he cared most. Even more than short cakes and crab apple pies.
Her face was now cold and lifeless. But the gallant wings that surrounded her kept her alive and breathing in the crisp dark air.
"KIRBY!" A far off female voice echoed from where the entrance to this haunting red wasteland had once been.
"Hm?" He turned to see his friend Adeleine.
"KIRBY! ARE YOU OKAY!"
Standing beside her the large penguin King who also joined them once more. His rougher Southern voice followed hers, "HEY KIRBY! WHERE THE HECK ARE YA!"
Waddle Dee, standing by Dedede, nodded to the question.
The pink puff ball of a hero knew that they were there and always would be in one way or another.
For now they were waiting for him to return. Ready to find their missing friend, Ribbon, on this new quest that had been laid out for the reuniting of these old friends.
But now he had found her. A painful sting in his heart. He knew that she was still in there somewhere. And by no means was there any other way to defeat a possession of Dark Matter... without a fight.
However, a possession by any form of Zero, 0², or what have you of it, that was not a smaller entity such as Dark Matter had been. He, she, it- was it's own dead soul, long lost and filled with sorrow.
And the only way to defeat such a threat... Was to kill it. In every and any form it chose, no matter the number of times.
Never before had this monster of a creature commit such a crime as it's minions had, taking the body of a friend and using them for a simple battle.
The nightmare slowly sank in.
Ribbon was in pain.
Even the thought of fighting against any of his possessed friends had always bugged him. They always understood, but that never meant the thought didn't still hurt him though.
Bringing any harm to such a small and delicate creature as his fairy friend just wasn't an option.
It had been three years since first they met. A friendship like no other. So quick to aid each other with only few words needing be said. A feeling that he had never before known. A stronger warmth than friendship.
He felt it the most when she had snuck him that kiss on his cheek all those three years ago. Though whenever she would visit or when he would visit her, every small friendly kiss on the head or the cheek, if only given by her, felt that same warm way.
This could not possibly be the final fight. Not this one and certainly not her...
"Kirby, what are you doing in there? Did you find Ribbon yet?" Adeleine's voice blared. An odd feeling overcame the hero, as if she was taunting him. Though he knew Adeleine would never do such a thing, but even as his other friends spoke, their words were painful to him.
"Kirby!" The King shouted, "Get a move on ya moron!"
It was then that Kirby turned to see them. Adeleine, King Dedede, and Waddle Dee, all standing just outside the entrance that apparently seemed to be visible once more.
He saw as Adeleine angrily nudged the King for his choice of words. Waddle Dee simply shaking his head as the two began to quietly bicker. The familiarity brought a small smile to Kirby's face.
Suddenly a jolt of force smacked him across the back of the head.
After a few moments of a woozy feeling shaking within him, he got back on his feet to see that Ribbon had attacked him.
The final battle had begun.