Prologue: A Dark and Stormy Knight
11:30 PM, Eastern Standard Time
April 28, 2013
Southeastern United States
Weather: Heavy rain
A semi-trailer truck was headed down a highway for an unknown reason. It was late at night and there were few cars and trucks on the soaking wet, poorly-lit road. It had been raining heavily for hours. The semi-trailer truck was nondescript in appearance with only blue paint on the truck and a white trailer, with nothing else. On the inside of the truck, a blue Little Tree hung from the rear-view mirror. On the dashboard sat a bobble head hula dancer, shaking back and forth with the truck's movements. The truck had two plain gray seats. In the driver seat sat a man with spiky black hair and glowing, red eyes. He had no facial hair and appeared to be scowling constantly. He wore a long sleeve gray shirt with a blue vest over it. He wore brown cargo pants and brown boots. He was talking to someone through a device similar to a Bluetooth.
"Hey, boss. I made it. I'm in the Real World. Those humans will never know what hit 'em!" he chortled.
"Just make sure nobody notices you, okay? Never leave that truck." muttered the other voice sternly.
"Oh, I'm sure I'll be fine. Don't worry!" the driver cheered.
Suddenly, a strange shape appeared in the headlights. The shape was very tiny and somewhat bat-like. As the truck got closer, it became more and more defined. Its most noticeable feature was what appeared to be a circular, silver-white object covering a considerable amount of it. It had wrapped itself up in what appeared to be a cape of some sort. Suddenly, it leapt up and landed on the hood of the truck! Now the driver could clearly see what it was, but with only about a minute or so to spare until it would do the unthinkable: the creature was less than a foot tall, was round in body shape, blue, wore violet, pointy boots on large feet, wore white padded gloves, a blue-purple cape with a large white frill at the top and gold trim at the bottom of it, dark-colored epaulettes with gold borders, the left one bearing a faint "M" with an upward-pointing sword in front of it, and most noticeably, a silver-white mask covering its entire face. The creature had glowing, yellow eyes that peered through a visor in the mask that made it appear to be scowling. Suddenly, the creature unsheathed a golden, spiked sword with a ruby embedded in the hilt, and busted out the windshield with it.
"W-who are you?" the driver muttered nervously.
"I," responded the creature in a low, monotone voice, "Am Sir Meta Knight, and your kind is not allowed in this world!" the creature finished, and with the sword he wielded, killed the driver. The truck crashed, went into a ravine, and was lit ablaze as it crashed. Meta Knight escaped unscathed.
"It's MashUp time..." Meta Knight told the audience, pointing to them.