Author's note: Here´s the first chapter. I hope it´s not too confusing. Again, I am still learning English so please excuse me if I make any grammatical errors. Hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don´t own any of the characters except Doctor Dee and planet Yunglea.

Chapter 1: His name is Kirby

"MK-13, your training is coming to an end. You are soon ready for your mission" the dark entity said as it looked down at the blue batamon kneeling in front of him. "I trust you already know the mission's content." The blue batamon nodded.

"Yes, master. I am to infiltrate the Galaxy Soldier Army, gain their trust and murder their leader; Sir Arthur. I will try to make it look like I am innocent so I can stay in the army and kill them one after one" the batamon said, before its red eyes looked up to stare right back into its master's own red eyes. Few of the entity's creation dared to do such a thing. But this creation was not like the others.

"Good. Do not fail me."

"Hey! Wake up! Are you okay?!" someone shouted in his ear. A small groan escaped him and he wanted to cover his ears to shut out the loud voice. But when he tried to raise his arms he noticed that he couldn't. His whole body ached and he could barely move at all. His mind ached too. What had happened? Where was he? His eyes were closed and he felt that he was lying on his back, but that was all he could comprehend. He had no idea who was shouting at him either.

He felt someone grabbing his shoulder plates and shaking him rather violently in a try to wake him up.

"Is he dead?" he heard a new voice say somewhere on the opposite of the one who yelled at him and probably shook him. How many were they? What did they want? He just wanted them to leave him alone, or ease the pain in his body at least.

"No, I can see that he's breathing and I have checked his pulse too. But he's quite badly injured. He needs help immediately! Quick, run back to the base and get some people to help. Take the little one with you, it seems okay but we need to check on it still" another new voice said. He heard someone quickly departing. What did they say? Who was 'the little one'? He struggled to think but his mind refused to work for him.

Soon he heard footsteps coming towards him; more than one pair of feet but his numb mind couldn't give him a good answer to how many they were. He felt himself being lifted onto something, and he couldn't suppress another grunt in pain as he was moved. More new voices were heard around him but nothing of what they said could be registered. He felt himself slowly slipping into unconsciousness again.

"Will he survive?"

"With enough rest and without too much strain, he will be fine soon." He barely managed to understand what they were saying. Were they talking about him? Where was he now? He let out a small groan. It still hurt to think.

"I think he's waking up!" He slowly opened his eyes, and immediately closed them again. The bright light hurt his eyes and his head started to throb, but he gathered himself and tried again. Slowly he opened his eyes again. Everything was a blur at first. But soon things started to stop blending together and his sight became clear. He was lying in a simple bed, but the white curtain around the bed made him unable to see more of his surroundings. The next thing he saw was the two creatures standing on each side of him. One was a batamon like himself, with purple skin and brown shoes. He was wearing armor and two lavender eyes shone behind his mask. The other creature was similar to a batamon, but its eyes and its body shape were somewhat different. It wore a white lab coat and a white headband with a red cross on it. It had no mouth. So it wasn´t one of the ones he had heard talking?

"Easy there" the purple batamon said as he sat up. He noticed that the only thing he was still wearing was his cape. His mask, shoulder plates, metal shoes and sword were nowhere in sight.

"Wh… Where am I?" he forced out. He felt strangely exposed without his armor, especially without his mask.

"You are in the medical section of the GSA-base on planet Yunglea. You crashed near our base and were in a very bad shape, so we took you here and treated you. As for your armor and weapon, they are being mended as we speak. Do you remember what happened before you crashed?" the purple one asked. He thought as much as he could despite his throbbing head.

"I… I was being chased by monsters, but I used warp speed to get away from them. Then I don't remember what happened…" he said then went silent. He felt like he had forgotten something. Something of great importance. What was it?

"I believe you hit your head very hard somewhere during your flight. Maybe when spaceship stopped after the warp speed, it is easy to happen then if one is not properly secured" the other one said, which apparently was able to talk despite the lack of mouth. "You might have a concussion. So it is not surprising if your memory is foggy. It should become better soon enough, though."

It made sense. And maybe that was why his head hurt so much? His hand slowly lifted and landed on his forehead, where he could feel a bandage. He looked himself over and saw that he was wrapped up in more bandages.

"What´s your name?" the purple one asked. He thought for a moment.

"M… Meta Knight" he said at last. The batamon-like one looked quizzical at the unusual name, but what the purple one thought was difficult to tell because of the mask.

"I am Sir Dragato of the Galaxy Soldier Army. This is the head doctor of the medical section in this base, Doctor Dee" Dragato said and gestured to Doctor Dee. The doctor nodded in affirmation.

Meta Knight froze in shock, but fortunately the other two seemed to take it as it was because of pain. The Galaxy Soldier Army? He had managed to get inside a base of his former master's greatest enemy? He was grateful he still was wearing his cape. They probably had not been able to take it off. It made him fear that it caused them to be suspicious. There had to be a reason to why they couldn´t take off his cape after all. If they found out, then he would be slaughtered without a second thought! Instinctively his body prepared for fight or flight, but Meta Knight forced himself to calm down before they would notice his sudden tenseness. Despite that he had turned against his creator and former master, he had been taught to hate the Galaxy Soldier Army during his whole existence. He had become created to hate them. The clearer his head became, the more he felt of his "natural" hate for them.

"You are lucky to be alive, not many survive such a crash landing. I´m amazed that the little one was almost unharmed. You must have protected him even while you were unconscious" the doctor said, with a hint of awe in his voice, and brought Meta Knight back to the present. That´s when Meta Knight remembered what he had forgotten and a wave of panic rushed through him for a second. It also made him forget about the hate he had just felt.

"Where is he?" Meta Knight said with worry. Even if Doctor Dee had said that the baby was okay, it didn't calm him. He needed to see it himself. The doctor raised his hands in a calming gesture.

"As I said, the baby was almost unharmed. It just had a few scratches and bruises, but they will heal very soon" Doctor Dee said calmly. Meta Knight leaned back and let out a deep sigh. What if the baby had died in the crash? All hope would have been lost. He still didn't feel completely calm despite the doctor's calming words though. "If it would make anything better, we can bring the baby here" the doctor continued as he noticed that his patient didn't seem satisfied. Meta Knight nodded. At that Doctor Dee disappeared behind the white curtains surrounding Meta Knight's bed, but returned soon again, now holding a bundle in his arms.

"It´s sleeping…" the doctor said before he carefully gave the baby to Meta Knight, who with greatest care took the baby and cradled it in his arms. The baby was indeed sleeping. From what he could see, the baby was unharmed except for a bruise here and there. He was so grateful it wasn´t worse.

"Cute son you have" Dragato said, the voice indicating a smile under the mask. Meta Knight looked confusedly at him for a few seconds before he actually registered what Dragato just had said.

"What?" Meta Knight uttered before he looked down at the sleeping baby again. For a second, and for a reason he neither could explain nor understand himself, he wanted to say that this baby was his son. He quickly decided against it. I should not get attached to this baby. That bond could be used against us. I cannot afford that…, he thought.

"He… is not my son. I found him when I escaped from the monsters. I felt that I couldn't just leave the baby to die" Meta Knight said at last. It was not completely a lie.

"Ah… He was lucky that you came by and found him then" Dragato answered thoughtfully. His lavender eyes landed on the baby, who was still sleeping peacefully and now snuggled himself closer to Meta Knight. "Does he have a name?"

Meta Knight studied the baby's peaceful face while he thought. A name? He hadn´t had time to think of a name for him yet. Or rather a new and better name, as the baby was already given a name that Meta Knight refused to use. A faint smile sneaked its way onto his lips.

"Kirby. His name is Kirby."