Dissimulation
Disclaimer: I don't own anything! Well, I might. You'll know because you won't recognize them or you can't find them on the internet. I own the plot, anyway. Hm, I also made Dee (Parasol Waddle Dee) a girl, though it's male in the game. Now read and, preferably, review!
Prologue
The little purple creature looked barely alive. His skin had paled to an unhealthy, nearly white violet colour, as did his large, plum eyes. Cuts and bruises covered most of his face, though the largest wound was covered by his blue and red jester hat. The rim of his hat, which was originally white, was now bloodstained. He turned his small head slightly, wincing in pain at the effort, and studied his surroundings. He was in a dark room that didn't seem to have any specific size.
"You are…Marx, Yes?" Marx swung around and cried out in pain. Who the hell else would be here? Wherever it was, that is.
"Who are you? Show yourself!" He'd intended to sound strong and angry, but it didn't come out right. He actually sounded as if he were about to faint, which he was. His voice was almost a whisper and was raspy from screaming that time…
A large, white eyeball-like creature emerged from the shadows. Its single eye was blood red, as were its geometrically designed wings. Marx was amazed that it had actually done what he'd said. "I am Zero."
"Oh yeah! I remember you! You control Dark Matter! That's so cool! You were just like 'I'm going to take over Pop Star and make everyone miserable!', and then Kirby was like 'Oh no you don't!' and he KO'd you!"
Zero seemed not to notice Marx's sudden, very loud outburst and went on. "I had a feeling that you would know of me."
"Only what I've heard…" Marx smiled weakly. He was actually a secret fan of Zero. He could never tell anyone, of course, since they would turn on him. Not that this mattered now, but Marx couldn't tell Zero either. That would be embarrassing and he would be placing himself on a lower level than Zero. "I'm a fan though!" Oh well, it came out anyway.
A spark of happiness, if it was possible, was seen in Zero's eye for a brief moment. "I see. You are interesting, are you not?"
"Oh! No! I just, hey, are you male or female? I've always wanted to know!" Marx struggled to sit up. He felt a thousand and one questions for Zero pop into his head. This was great, since they had all the time in the world…or wherever it was where they were.
Zero was about to speak when a blinding light shone through the darkness. They both turned to squint at it. "Freedom…" it stared at Marx, "you should leave. You have unfinished things to do with your life. I feel that you don't belong here."
"Huh? Y'know, it'd help if I knew where here was!"
"Just leave! Now! We shall meet again!" Zero disappeared into nothing and Marx looked at the empty space sadly. He felt as if he had actually started to make a friend. Suddenly something tugged on one of the ends of Marx's hat, pulling him backwards. He screamed as warmth engulfed his entire body. Though he was being dragged into the brightest light he'd ever seen, he felt very sleepy. His eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't help but fall into a deep slumber.