Errmmmm I forgoted to tell you I has a link for a picture of Malachite. Same person did Falacis and same person created him as a character just for this story, sooooo, all credit once more goes to her, even though she basically said that if I didn't take Falacis she would bite my head off o_O
Also, just as a littler side note Malachite is supposed to have a kinda Australian accent, so ya know.
Chapter 4
"Ah, Meta Knight," Sir Dragato said. "Are you ready to head out?"
"I am," Meta Knight, said, caped wrapped around himself tightly. It was cold out in the morning air. "I believe Fantis is sharpening his blade. He'll be but another minute."
"I'm done. Let's go." Fantis stood, his sword sliding soundlessly back into it's sheath.
" 'Course everyone but me decides to bring all the weapons of mass destruction they own. All I got is m' sword." Malachite said, pointing out the weapons the others held, like Galaxia and the small gold star Fantis held.
"You have claws." Fantis pointed out.
"Yeah and you've got your special star do-dads. What'ds that thing do anyhow?"
"This? A throwing star. I'm still working on them." Fantis chucked the air. It spun, gave a disappointing sputter of sound and fell back into his palm with a puff of smoke.
"Well, I'd say if that was a firework, it be jus' dandy." Malachite said simply.
Fantis sighed. "It's not supposed to do that."
"Come along." Sir Dragato said sharply, turning on his heels to face south, toward where the monster was coming.
The four warriors trekked onward in the south, off to the mountains.
Fantis and Malachite discussed an unknown topic behind Meta Knight.
"I bet you that them little dinky stars couldn't even make Mety over there blink an eye, even if it did kill a wolfwrath."
"You are so on. I—." Fantis started
"Malachite. You know I can't blink." Meta Knight said with an embarrassed sigh.
"No need to ruin ones fun, Meta." Malachite shook his head.
Sir Dragato stayed silent throughout the arguing caused by the silly bet.
"We can stop. Feel the earth shake? It is close. Quite close."
"Plan a' action there Mety mate?" Malachite, clicked his claws against the hilt of his sword.
"Yes, as long as you never call me that again."
"What? Mety mate?"
"Jes. Now, what we need to do is division."
"Ah, math is my specialty."
Divide and conquer was a common theme among Star warrior tactics. With a group of four they could surround an enemy from all sides; precisely why they had four people.
Malachite came in from behind, while Meta Knight and Fantis covered the sides. Dragato would be the distraction, taunting the creature into bad movements and force it farther back toward the lake a ways behind their position. Now, they could all see the flashes of red and furious roars of the wolfwrath.
"Places…" Dragato whispered. Fantis and Meta Knight glided to opposite corners, one hidden among shadows on a high rocky ridge and the other among the trees. Meta Knight landed a bit awkwardly, his wing still stiff from the arrow wound.
Malachite dived into the water, much to his distaste, but he was not one to disobey direct orders.
The wolfwrath howled angrily at the cool dark heat signature of water and carefully skirted around the lake as fast as possible. It didn't pick up on Malachite, who sat near the bank, a hollow reed his source of air. The water acted as a heat shield. It roared as it quickly advanced on Dragato, running on all fours. It stood for a mere second in front of him, deciding that he was enemy.
Dragato held up his sword, catching the light on it just right to make it flash past Meta Knight. He swooped down from his perch at the queue, and Fantis followed his masters example. They both shot over the monster, their swords slicing into it's spiked back at exactly the same moment.
It hissed in surprise, but it did little to no damage.
A single golden star whizzed into sight, twirling heavily in the air, turning and then spinning back on course to hit the monster with an explosive reaction.
By the time that all had happened, Fantis and Meta had switched hiding spots.
"Come on Wolfy! Malachite yelled, bursting from the water. "How'd you like a drink?" Using the edge of his weapon he splashed of fair amount of water on the breast, making it's skin turn rough and blistered. It snarled, lip curving back to reveal deadly sharp teeth.
Whether it was unaware that Malachite stood in water, or that it didn't care, it growled and pounced on to Malachite.
The warrior was fairly surprised by the attack, and cried out.
Wolfwrath bit onto the warrior's armor and sent him flying against the canyon wall. Malachite fell to the ground, unmoving.
That was about when their entire plan went to hell.
"Mal!" Fantis cried unwisely, as he glided down to where his friend had fallen.
"Fantis, No!" Meta Knight yelled to the apprentice. He glided painfully down past the monsters face, hoping to pull it's attention away from his apprentice and hurt comrade.
It worked. It swiped through the air, trying to bring Meta Knight down.
"Meta Knight! Get it into the water!" Dragato shouted, pointing toward the lake with his sword.
Meta Knight nodded. He continued flying fancy, dodging swipes, and even blocking a few with Galaxia. He still wasn't used to everything the sword could do compared to his original one. "Get them out of here!" He strained to say, another heavy swipe coming down on him. This one knocked Galaxia away from him. As if dropping the sword had suddenly drained his strength Meta Knight started to fall, his wing throbbing more intensely than it had ever prior to having Galaxia. Eventually he fell to the ground, after finding he could no longer be fast enough in the air. He ran, scooping up Galaxia, and once more finding the strength to fly to a higher ledge. He dare not fly any more than that. He had a sneaking suspicion his wound had resumed bleeding. So he ran on, wings folded tightly against his body and hidden by his cape.
This new altitude had little affect on the wolfwrath. Before long, it was clawing its way up the rock, screaming its hatred for Star warriors with unmatched passion.
He gazed back for a second at the creature, and then turned to glance at where his friends had been down below. He could see Fantis and Dragato hobbling almost out of sight, Malachite's limp form supported between them.
He silently beckoned them to keep moving forward, then looked forward to the path that seemed to have been naturally carved into the canyon wall.
Meta Knight was surprised to see another form. A person? A beast? He had no time to guess. He continued forward, not knowing who it was or why.
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any guesses on who that might be on the hill? Ya know….the peeps who might be livin' in a van down by the river? Ah jk, bad joke I know. Blame SNL. Anyway, don't forget to visit my profile and click the like to find that picture of Malachite. Matrix Ditto is now my official illustrator. :3 Reviews?