[[Entry Two]]

Upon reaching the castle, and a few looks from various waddle dees or doos showing curiosity and concern, we arrived at the clinic. A light blue waddle dee with a long ponytail down to her feet had her back to us, tending to a waddle dee who apparently had gotten his foot injured. We seemed to have good timing, for just as we entered the waddle dee hopped off the table he had been on for bandaging. As he scurried out of the room and probably returned to his duties, the female dee who had been working on him turned and noticed us.

"Ah, the knights in shining armor are here? How surprising! Well, what seems to be the problem?" She asked with a joyful tone, getting right to the point. Her voice was calm, clear and mature despite being the same age as the knights currently helping me to stand. Her pale pink face and light gray eyes shone with somewhat uncomforting joy and happiness, especially considering she constantly deals with injuries or sickness. The gold and purple matching headdress and parasol she adorned when occasionally battling with my crew were replaced with a nurse's cap and first aid kit. It was rare I saw her in this attire, as well as the first time I have been the patient for her.

"I'll explain, Bubbles. You see..." Sword began, explaining everything they knew in only the detail necessary to the job of helping my wounds to mend, with Blade chiming in every time she left something he considered important out.

"Oh, I see..." Bubbles said, tilting her head. She seemed confused, startled, or amazed at the story. It's hard to tell with her, but was most likely some possible combination of the three. After a few moments of hesitation, she took a step aside and motioned toward the table the waddle dee was sitting on when we had come in. "Please, lie down. I'll examine you Metaknight, Sir." She requested it kindly and happily.

Stepping away from Sword and Blade, I walked over and pulled myself onto and laid down on the table to be examined, a little difficult in my current state. I was only not requesting Sword and Blade's help due to the embarrassment; in all honesty I could really have used it. Bubbles practically hopped around me; examining every cut and bruise, bandaging me up, and possibly some other things. I didn't pay much attention to what she was doing; I felt drained of energy and was fighting a battle with myself to not fall out of consciousness where I was.

Almost as soon as Bubbles had finished bandaging me, Blade again questioned me with what had happened to cause me to end up how they had found me. The back of his head immediately met with Sword's fist to 'stop pestering without even giving Sir Metaknight a chance to speak', as she loudly muttered under her breath after dealing the correction.

I sighed, sitting up with some difficulty to begin an explanation. This behavior was all too typical of them…

Pacing the decks of the Halberd, I stopped to glance over the side. In a rather slow place, the battleship was gliding over Cappytown, soon to reach Whispy's forest. I could see a few cappies playing soccer through the main square, and was able to pick out Tiff and Tuff among them. These were of course Kirby's guardians for the time being, the former much more than the latter. Since being in charge tended to be a very uneventful duty when there wasn't an emergency, I watched them play for a while. After all, there's little reason to keep your guard up on your own ship.

I'm unsure of how long it was, but not soon after my view of the children was traded for one of the forest I heard approaching footsteps behind me. Assuming it was one of my loyal employees come to tell me some minor problem I must attend to, I turned around. Ax Knight was standing behind me, his skull-like… face or mask, even I am starting to forget… comfortingly familiar to me despite the disturbing appearance. Something seemed a bit off, however. His red eyes unfocused and strangely dead, his body oddly relaxed.

"Yes, Ax Knight? What are you here to tell me?" I asked simply. No reply, with his eyes staying in that dazed state he didn't seem to hear me. As I walked toward him, repeating myself more or less, Mace Knight and Trident Knight stepped out behind him. Both were clad in purple and gold with face-concealing visors, but despite that I could tell something was wrong.

My hand went to my sword hilt, Ax Knight coming at me at the same time. Dodging his swipe, I drew Galaxia. The magical blade formed in my hand from its element- thunder, lightning, electricity, whatever you wish to call it- in mere seconds. Using it to block a stab from Trident Knight, I noticed Javelin Knight and a few Mr. UFOs swooping in from seemingly nowhere. Mace Knight's turn, as I was distracted he used his weapon to hit me square in the face. My mask took the brunt of the damage, nearly shattering it but saving me from injury.

A full fight broke out, one against seven. I was trying to play defensively, not wanting to injure my crewmates, but that strategy wasn't working in the slightest. Pushed back against a wall with a hit from Trident Knight, I ended up slamming into an intercom. Realizing it instantly, I barked commands to the bridge as I blocked more attacks.

"All hands to port! I'm being attacked! I repeat: all hands to port! Someone, answer me!" Captain Vul, Sailor Dee, and the other members there would surely be there to assist me… but no such luck. They must have been there since the ship was still flying, but as with the knights I was currently fighting they did not reply. I was shot with a few lasers from the Mr. UFOs, my armor again taking the brunt of the damage. Axe Knight swiped, destroying my mask. The shattered remains fell at my feet as I was struck with more lasers, only barely managing to block another attack from the trident. By now they had pressed me away from the wall and to railing over one side.

Mace Knight struck me dead-center, the supporting rails collapsing as I fell backwards, bound for the forest below. Luckily, I had a few abilities left- one of which was to transform my cape into bat wings suitable for flight. As I spread them and nearly recovered myself, something flashed on either side of me. A Javelin through each one from the aptly named knight, preventing them from catching air; I plummeted. The last thing I heard was a snap, whether it was a tree branch I hit on the way down or something within me breaking I don't know.