A/N: Wow, it's been months since I've submitted anything to this site. This is my first-ever Kirby story, so please understand if any characters are a little OOC. Also, this story is based off of the Kirby anime, Hoshi no Kaabii, but I'm using the English names for the characters. Anyway, enjoy! All characters in this story are copyright of Nintendo.

Tragic Takedown:Chapter 1

"Poyo!"

The young, cheery yell of a familiar pink puffball is heard a distance away. The little puffball, who is known as Kirby, had a basket filled to the brim with all sorts of delightful treats. Delicious buttercream icing-laced cakes, cookies with huge chunks of chocolate in them, and all sorts of yummy candies that ranged from chewy caramel bites to licorice to hard jawbreakers that melted in your mouth were included in the woven basket. The young Star Warrior was giving these desserts as a thank-you to a very special friend…or more like an acquaintance.

At times, Kirby and this certain somebody were like rivals to one another. They would have sword-on-sword fights that were often brutal, but never really left bad blood between the two. This certain acquaintance; however, is a great ally to Kirby in times of need. He also guided Kirby at times when Kirby was clueless as to how he was to defeat certain creatures.

Regardless of the fact that this somebody normally kept a stoic stance and often opted to avoid others, Kirby knew that, deep down, he truly cared. Kirby just sorely wished that, for even just once, that this somebody would just give him a hug, a simple pat on the back, something that showed Kirby that he did care and had some sort of love for him, whether it be a friendship love or a fatherly love. Kirby sighed; he knew that his acquaintance was a bit stubborn and likely would never show such affection.

The pink puffball halted just inches away from the gigantic door of Castle Dedede and knocked a bit loud on the door with one of his nubby arms. A few moments later, he was greeted at the door by a purple-skinned snail with facial hair. "Kirby!" the snail, Escargoon, shouted in surprise. "What are you doing here?" He then eyed the sweet-filled basket that Kirby carried. "A-Are those for his Majesty?" Escargoon asked.

Kirby shook his head and replied with a smile, "Meta!"

Escargoon gave Kirby a look of both confusion and shock as he questioned, "Wait, these are for Meta Knight?" He took the basket from Kirby upon asking the question. "Poyo!" Kirby replied as he nodded.

Escargoon was still confused, but told Kirby, "O-Ok, I'll give this to Meta Knight right away."

"Poyo!" Kirby responded with a smile as he made his way back down the path into downtown Cappytown.

Afterwards, Escargoon thought to himself, Why would Kirby be giving Meta Knight all these delicious sweets? He then shrugged his shoulders and went back inside the castle, closing the door behind him.

In one of the rooms of Castle Dedede, we spot a very familiar masked swordsman resting in a recliner. His normally bright yellow eyes transformed into an emerald green that signified that he was deep in thought. He was thinking about his days when he was a part of the Galaxy Soldier Army. He avoided the mental images of the fate his friends endured, and instead, tried to remember the good times he had with his soldier buddies. It was great fun to work with his comrades and he was greatly respected by them as well as the Cappies are to him now, but he realized one thing about his relationship with his Army friends.

Even in those days, he was always regarded as the serious type. He wasn't one of those that played practical jokes and goofed around. Well, he knew that when you had to defeat such forces as those of Nightmare's, that you couldn't play around. Fighting off horrible demon beasts that were created by Nightmare was always his top priority, and he was going to do his job to the best of his ability, even if it meant dying in the process.

Unfortunately, he had to suffer the mental scarring of seeing his friends die. As the only survivor of the Galaxy Soldier Army, he had a wave of sadness over him, but no one to comfort him in his time of need. His friends were all dead, and he was all alone. He wished that he would've joked around with his buddies just once, just let go of his serious, stoic manner for just once around his friends, but he never did, and now it was too late. He didn't cry or act out in rage; he just stood there, watching the doom that unfolded before his very eyes.

And nowadays, he kept up his mysterious aura and tended to avoid others unless it was absolutely necessary to be around them. He was afraid of having a too–close friendship with anyone. He did have friends, of course; he had his comrades Sword and Blade, who were a bit silly at times, but always managed to fight for and help their master, especially after he rescued them from Wolfwrath before. He also was friends with his crewmates that worked on his ship, the Halberd, the smart Cappy girl Tiff and her brother Tuff, and had a positive relationship with most of everyone else, but he rarely broke out of his serious nature.

Out of all of the people he's met in modern days, there was one that fascinated him the most, Kirby. Kirby was still just a young kid puffball, but already showed tremendous strengths that he hasn't seen in others. The kid had the power to copy abilities. He could become Ice Kirby, Fire Kirby, Sword Kirby, Ninja Kirby, Cook Kirby, Mike Kirby, and several other forms. He also had a powerful inhale ability that allowed him to use the copy abilities, plus allowed him to eat several foods in a matter of seconds, which contributed to his bottomless pit of a stomach. How could such a small creature devour so much? But the young puffball was a Star Warrior like himself, and he knew that Kirby would grow up to be a strong one, having been the one to finally defeat Nightmare.

The masked swordsman, Meta Knight, chuckled to himself. Kirby was such an innocent young creature, but had so much ahead of him, and didn't even know it. Meta Knight sighed. He wished that he could enjoy life the way Kirby did; he wished that his own life was also carefree and that he didn't have to hide so much. Meta Knight has helped to train Kirby so that he was ready to face the challenges that he would later get involved in. He deep down truly cared for and deeply respected Kirby, regardless of their occasional clashes. He just hoped that Kirby understood that and didn't see him as the unemotional, uncaring type.

Meta Knight's thoughts were interrupted by a pounding on his door. He hopped out of his recliner and slowly opened the door, revealing Escargoon with a basket in his hands. "Escargoon," Meta Knight asked, "what do you want?"

Escargoon handed the basket to Meta Knight as he replied, "I just came to give you this. It's from Kirby."Meta Knight curiously glanced at the basket, which was filled with all sorts of sweet, sugary goodies, then he looked back at Escargoon.

"Why did Kirby want me to have this?" Meta Knight asked.

Escargoon shrugged his shoulders and responded, "I don't know. I wondered the same thing." Meta Knight continued to stare at the basket as his eyes turned green. After a few moments, Escargoon said, "Well have fun with your gift. I'm going to see what his Majesty is up to." With that, Escargoon slithered off in the direction of the throne room, leaving Meta Knight standing in the doorway.

When he was sure Escargoon was out of sight, Meta Knight went back into his room. His eyes changed from an emerald green to a sky blue as he placed the basket on his desk and pulled out a yummy chocolate chip cookie. He raised his mask slightly and took a bite of the chewy treat. He smiled as he thought to himself, Kirby shares the same respect and care for me as I do for him!

A/N: I hope you enjoyed Chapter 1! Be on the lookout for Chapter 2!