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Yet another chapter from the villains' point of view!


"Here it is! This is a child's dream that we stolen directly from the Fountain of Dreams and then baked to crispy golden perfection! It's covered with a sweet sauce made of the tears and sadness of twelve mothers whose children were killed in front of them by our finest soldiers. Then, as a special threat, we even placed the disembodied hearts of the small children as a special topping and mixed their blood to the sauce." the servant said, placing a plate containing a baked star covered with an orange sauce and twelve small hearts on the Dark Queen's table.

02 stared down at the dish. It did looked delicious but...

"Tell me, servant... are you SURE that the tastes are compatibles? I mean... the dream's sweetness can only clash with the bitter sorrow of the tears sauce. Also, won't the soft and tender texture of the dream clash with the hard, meaty goodness of the child hearts?" asked the queen.

The servant smiled, confident.

"If you do not like this dish, add my head to it! Dishes made of dreams are very rare and since today is the celebration in memory of the pink demon's death, the chef made a dish he said that there was no way you wouldn't like."

The queen stared at her servant, her usual expression of total boredom printed on her face like a mask.

"Whatever." said the queen in a tone that matched her expression.

02 took her fork and then tasted the dish.

The servant stood there, nervous for a second... why wasn't she reacting? Did they burnt the dream? Did they overdid it with the hearts?

Then, 02 seemed to be thinking. "Hmm..."

The servant's eyes widened. He should have not been this confident... and most of all, he shouldn't have said that if she didn't liked the dish, that she should put his head in the dish.

"The taste is absolutely wonderful." said the queen. "Unstead of clashing, the different textures and tastes actually form a delicate harmony... such a delicate harmony... Tell the chef that I'm very pleased with this dish. One yet more masterpiece from our good old chef!"

The servant felt very relieved and sweared never to show so much confidence ever.

He walked out of the room...

02 ate about half of the dish when suddenly, someone barged into the throne room, interrupting her dinner.

"MY QUEEN! MY QUEEN!" yelled a NZ Dark Trooper, totally panicked.

The NZ Dark Trooper stopped in front of the queen, jumping up and down like a crazy cheewawa... and annoying the queen to no end.

"MY QUEEN! LISTEN! THIS IS TERRIBLE! MY QUEEN MY QUEEN!"

02 punched the table with all of her strenght. The ENTIRE castle shook and it was a miracle her dinner wasn't splattered all over the floor!

The NZ Dark Trooper gulped and instantly calmed down.

"Look..." begun the Queen. "I hate to be interrupted while I eat and furthermore, stop jumping up and down like that stupid Spring Tank monster Nightmare built! You're giving me a headache! Now... speak slowly, so that your words may come out in an intelligible fashion!"

The NZ Dark Trooper calmed down and told the Dark Matter Queen all that had happened.

"My Queen! Following your instructions, we sold a Dream Matter to Dedede so that he may elminate the Kirby reincarnation! Nightmare put Agent Aldeyl on the job and... at roughly 3:04 PM, intergalactic time, our systems recorded a slowdown in his heartbeat rate... and then, a few minutes later, various critical life-support systems and organs failed leading to global neuronnal system failure and cardiac arrest..."

The queen sighed.

"In short, he's dead." resumed the queen.

The NZ Trooper looked a bit... nervous. He hoped the queen wouldn't force him to admit that yes, the Dream Matter had been destroyed by Kirby.

"Err... yes... he is."

This announcement had the effect of a sharp blow to her mask of boredom. Instantly, 02's face darkened and the NZ Trooper had the sudden impression that she had grown to humongous proportions. She stood tall above the small Dark Trooper, her eyes burning with so much anger that she felt like she could reduce anything to ashes just by staring at it!

"That no-good, incompetant Nightmare!" her voice was still bored-sounding... but behind the apparent boredom, a hint of rage could be heard...

Then, she no longer faked out being bored. She exploded in rage!

"THAT NO-GOOD, STUPID, RETARDED FREAK! Sending one agent... ONE! The foes got Galaxia and he DARES to go easy on them? What do he got unstead of a brain? A vacuum cleaner?" screamed the queen, unable to control her anger.

"We we we..." the NZ Trooper was too scared to even complete the first word of his sentance.

A single tear, made of blood, came out of the queen's red eye and fell down into the plate. Upon impact, the tear had the effects of acid and melted a part of the crispy dream. The sauce, tainted with hatred, turned green and the whole dish's harmony was broken.

The queen noticed this...

"What the..." The queen's eyes widened. "MY PRECIOUS CRISPY DREAM DISH!"

02 jumped off her throne and grabbed the NZ Trooper, raising him above her.

"YOU TRIPLE-MORON! DIDN'T YOU KNEW THAT SUCH A NEW WOULD MAKE ME ANGRY? WASN'T IT TOO HARD FOR YOU TO WAIT FOR ME TO FINISH MY DINNER? NOW, MY SPECIAL DISH I HAD ORDERED IS RUINED!" 02 screamed so loudly that the castle shook, again.

Then, she hurled the poor Dark Matter soldier right into the right wall!

02 began to jump up and down, stomping the floor in an impressive fit of rage and fury!

Then, a dark shadow came from behind the throne... Dark MetaKnight.

He approached the angry queen and put his right hand on the queen's shoulder.

"Calm yourself, my Excellency. Empty your mind of the petty mistakes of your underlings. Even the greatest soldiers make a mishap. Even the greatest genious have a single potion blow up in his face. Even I, sometimes, have my bad days. What is a single casualty in your great plans? Do not get enraged over just one death... it wasn't as if Nightmare's base had blew up again, isn't it?" said the masked villain, hoping to calm the queen down.

His words had the effect he had planned. The queen slowly calmed down, realising how foolish rampaging over a single Dream Matter was.

Yes, Dream Matters were the hardest of all creatures to create... but many were left... more than enough to conquer Popstar! Furthermore, according to training reports, Aldeyl was far from being the strongest or most experienced Dream Matter. It wasn't that big of a deal if Kirby could kill so quickly a single unnexperienced Dream Matter...

The queen turned to Dark MetaKnight and smiled sweetly... which seemed very unlike her.

"You sure know how to calm down a lady..." said the queen. Her voice was surprisingly soft and sweet... it seemed unlike her.

"I prefer the ruler to be calm of the mind and wise. Furthermore, your laughter is a music to my ears... well, not that I have ears but you catch my drift. Do not let a single scratch on the picture upset you. Even masterpieces have flaws..."

The NZ Trooper slowly got out of the wall...

"Errr... my Queen? I'll repair that later, I promise..." with that said, the Dark Trooper ran away, closing the door behind him.

"Well, it's just you and me..." said the Queen.

"You have special instructions?" asked Dark MetaKnight.

"Actually..."

The queen sat down on the floor, took her crown, and placed it beside her. Then, she stared at Dark MetaKnight, her face showing excitement for some reason... as if she waiting for something...

"Mety! Tell me again what you're going to give me for my birthday!" asked the queen, in a voice that was closer to that of a teenager than that of a queen... in fact, the way she was acting... it seemed as if she was another person altogether.

"My queen! I told you again that I do not enjoy being called... OK... you win." Dark MetaKnight sighed. He knew where this was going...

Dark MetaKnight coughed and then, he begun. "With the help of the Dream Matters, I will go to Popstar and get you the Star Rod. Then, using it, I will create a beautiful rainbow above your castle and together, we'll ride it for the entire day! Then, if I can manage to get it, I will use Galaxia to make magical fireworks in the sky... just for you."

The queen smiled. "You're so sweet Mety!"

Under his mask, the dark knight blushed... but then, he reminded himself of his position and fought back the warmth rising into his normally cold heart.

The queen waited for a while and seeing that Dark MetaKnight wasn't speaking, she asked him: "Hey, Mety! I bet you have planned something in case you can't get the rod in time, don't you? Will you tell me what it is?"

Dark MetaKnight laughed a little bit. "Hehehe! Well... I had tought about making a rainbow of Dream Matters over the castle, using Dream Matters of all the colors. Then, I'll make a special show for you! Indeed, my triumph over the last of Kirby's descendants shall be recreated before the being who has the most beautiful eyes in the entire world... you."

The queen clapped her hands. "Yes! Yes! I'm sure this will be fantastic!... and I bet you also planned a lot more things I don't even know about!"

The queen stood up and approached Dark MetaKnight. Her current body was merely a bit higher than Dark MetaKnight's...

"Mety..." the stance 02 took... it was kind of... weird... "Your eyes are beautiful too... but they truly look as magnificient as stars without that mask of yours..."

The Dark Queen blushed, her cheeks turning to a mix of pink and red, clashing with her incredibly pale skin.

Dark MetaKnight began to panic... he didn't knew what to do... especially since those feelings were now rising within him... but the queen is the queen.

"My... my... my Queen..." Dark MetaKnight tried to say something but... even tought he would have failed on his own, 02 did not let him speak.

"Mety... we're alone... you can call me by my name... 02..."

This was more than enough for the knight.

"Err... look! I really, REALLY have to go!"

Dark MetaKnight ran toward the door and almost knocked it down as he rushed out, trying to run as far away as he could.

The queen turned toward the retreating knight, disappointed. She walked to her crown, placed it back on her head and then sat down back on her throne.

She stared down at her dish, which she hadn't finished. Somehow, something had dissolved the hatred in the dish and it was back to it's original harmony.

The queen sighed. "Well! At least, the dish is back to normal..."

She resumed her dinner.

During this time, Dark MetaKnight was all alone in his room, leaning on the wall.

"You big stupid 'MORON!"

BANG!

Dark MetaKnight slammed his unmasked head on the wall.

"Why? Why did I do that? We were alone... nobody to disturb us... a perfect setting... why? Why? Why?"

BANG!

Dark MetaKnight slammed his head into the wall a second time... and then, he remembered why he ran away.

"She's the Queen... the Dark Matter Queen... I'm nothing more than a copy of a being who lived ten millenias ago... I'm unworthy of her... and as such, it cannot work between us even if our feelings toward each others are the same... and anyway, I do not want her to worry about me too much."

Dark MetaKnight turned around and sat down on his chair, just in front of his desk. His room was rather small and didn't contained much... but he liked it this way. A desk, a chair, a drawer container his clothes and equipment, a single bed, and a mirror... all he would ever need. The desk was rather larger, especially to Dark MetaKnight but he hadn't placed a computer on it. He was maybe a bit old-fashioned but he preffered his room to be somewhat of a secluded place where he could be alone, undisturbed. As such, no computers. The chair was far from being the most comfortable ever... but comfort wasn't his priority.

In all of the furniture, the bed stood out compared to the others. Maybe becease it was very, very large compared to all the other things... Dark MetaKnight remembered a soldier asking him why he had such a large bed. He had told him that it was becease he stretched his wings at night, while he slept... but Dark MetaKnight knew very well it was a lie. Dark MetaKnight was ashamed that the queen knew very, very well why he had placed such a large bed in his bedroom... yes... she knows very well... but why is he thinking about this? He must NOT! He really did took such a big bed becease of his wings! Yes... he did... or so he tried to convaince himself...

Dark MetaKnight turned to the only furniture which reflected his rank. It was a crystal-clear mirror. The reflective surface was made of a rare type of mineral while the non-reflectives parts were made of gold and silver. Dark MetaKnight stared at his reflection... he was identical to a dark-blue Dream Matter in appearance right down to the cute eyes, chubby arms, and large feet... but Dark MetaKnight knew he was anything but a Dream Matter.

Those bat wings on his back... he was half a Dream Matter and the other half... nothingness. He was the member of a specie that had been destroyed by the Dark Matters millenias ago. He, along with MetaKnight's descendant, were the last of their kind... exept that Dark MetaKnight wasn't a natural member of his specie.

Like the original Kirby, Dark MetaKnight aged within 18 years and then, he stopped aging altogether. As such, altought he was seemingly younger than Dark Reaper, he knew that he was a good 99 centuries older. Only Nightmare and 02 herself were older than him. Nightmare and 02, like him, were blessed... or cursed... with eternal youth and life. The three would forever live until the day, finally, one would end their lives or until they got sick of it all and killed themselves.

Dark Reaper... there had been thousands of Dark Reapers trought the ages... the current one was 40 years old at most. Dark Matters become adults at 20 years and thanks to technology, live to about 7 centuries... Dark Matters with better health can live up to a full millenia. While, knowing this, there should have been about twelve Dark Reapers or something like that... one must remember that most Dark Reapers had relatively short careers for various reasons... and when you think about it, 40 years is old for a Dark Reaper...

Dark MetaKnight closed his eyes, trying to think of something, anything else than the queen... but his mind was obsessed with her.

The war on Light had begun ten thousands years ago becease of a tragedy when 02's husband was killed by the inhabitants of Popstar... but he knew that it was merely the justification 02 had been waiting for. There was much pain, much sorrow, much despair in the mind of the queen... despised all her life for being different, her only joy in life had been her husband and her only son, Gooey... but then, Kirby and his friends took it all away from her. Not only that but they humiliated her on several occasions, killing numberless soldiers and civilians, destroying large sections of Darkstar, giving to the entire world a negative picture of the Dark Matters. The Dark Matters came to be know as the Dark Plague, as the Forces of Darkness...

When he had first been created, Dark MetaKnight had been tempted to join Kirby and his friends... but Kirby and his friends were nothing more than fools. Hailed as a hero, the Dark Matters seen him as what he truly was... a paranoid monster who judged people on their appearance. He showed mercy to no one... and his heart was only filled with the destructive rage of the ignorant.

Seeing this, Dark MetaKnight joined the Forces of Darkness... for unlike the Forces of Light, they actually stood for justice and the general well-being unstead of telling people to despise those that were different. Trought the years, Dark MetaKnight witnessed 02's psychological growth... and his sadness grew.

As her world crumbled, 02 trapped herself in a vicious circle of vengeance and hatred and finally ended up hating all those that stand in the Light for the same reason Kirby hated the beings that stood in the Darkness... and as such, in the end, when Dark MetaKnight watched the final battle between 02 and Kirby, Dark MetaKnight could not tell who was the pink demon and who was the royal savior...

However, with Kirby's death, things began to change... Even tough the vile forces of Evil, the Star Warriors, had assembled... their leader, the pink demon Kirby, was gone. Without their leader, the Star Warriors turned to MetaKnight. He was cunning and skillful both as a warrior and a leader...

The Star Warriors could have very well taken the upper hand if it wasn't from Nightmare... In a daring display of courage and skill, the least competant of the Great Generals proved once and for all that he deserved his rank. Nightmare and a handful of NZ Dark Troopers infiltrated Ripplestar and stole the Crystal Sword. Then, they brought back the holy weapon to Darkstar.

Unfortunately, Kirby had sealed the weapon before his death and as such, the weapon was unusable. Only by bringing it back to Ripplestar would it be unsealed... and it would take millenias to conquer Ripplestar... and for this to happen, the Forces of Darkness would have to gain the upper hand on the forces of the evil Star Warriors.

The NME... it all begun with Nightmare's popularity among the Forces of Darkness. After his raid on Ripplestar, he was seen as the greatest warrior ever to serve 02... and as such, was sometimes hailed even more than the Queen.

Seeing as the Star Warriors, at the time, were on the edge of gaining the upper hand... 02 devised a brillant plan. The Dark Matters would officially surrender and never fight ever again... but from the backgrounds, using an independant organisation, the NME, the Dark Matters would continue the fight.

The tactic was pulled off... and still is used even today. The NME is the greatest idea 02 probably had... Thanks to it, the Forces of Darkness spread everywhere, fooling people much more easily, and being able to send much more specific numnbers of soldiers and agents at specific points.

In fact, thanks to the NME and to 02's official but fake death, Nightmare took the official command of the Forces of Darkness and then, the Star Warriors begun a fight against a non-existant enemy while the Forces of Darkness continued to assault them, slowly destroying them... in the end, time had so completely erased traces of 02's reign that the Star Warriors forgot who was the true enemy and begun to believe that Nightmare truly was the ruler of Darkness... while in truth, he was a mere servant.

...and now, after such a long time, victory is in the grasp of the queen... and yet, she grieves.

02... has lost her friends and her entire family. All those she loved were lost in the war... all that she knew was crushed... All she have left is hatred... and...

"SAY IT!"

Dark MetaKnight turned around and slammed his head into the wall!

"SAY IT!"

His sense of honor was strict and he couldn't bring himself to break it... or is it?

There's no use denying it... he is in love... with the queen and she, too, is in love with him.

As finally, after ten full millenias, he admitted it, Dark MetaKnight sobbed in his room, ashamed of himself.

How could he betray his honor and most of all, his queen? He was the first Great General of Darkness, a servant of the queen. Furthermore, he was breaking his honor and the queen's, as their feelings cause 02 to break her vow of fidelity trought life and death to her husband, Medius.

Medius... the King of Darkness... did he still existed, under the form of a spirit? Was he watching? Would... he get punished for such vile acts at his death?

The Dark Matters were able to control the souls... but altought they did not fear death and knew everything about what happens to souls once they leave the body... the fact is that once souls leave the physical plane, Dark Matters still don't know anything more than any other specie.

Dark MetaKnight stared at the blade of his sword, Black Hole. The blade glowed ominously...

Black Hole had been a gift he had been given by the queen... for what she called "her second, unofficial wedding"... Dark MetaKnight smiled and blushed at the tought... but quickly frowned, reminding him of what wedding the queen would represent.

Even if he was in love with her... and even if nothing would stand in their way... there still was the fact that Dark MetaKnight didn't knew if he would make a good king. 02 was far better in this role than he was... and furthermore, Dark MetaKnight had the spirit of a warrior and he wasn't sure how long he would live without going crazy, sitting on a throne all day for years... He was serving 02 far better as a commander... and anyway, there are also physical problems. 02's hosts always allowed the two to bypass the physical barrier... but what of his love's true form? What of it?

She was an angel... a beautiful one-eyed angel whose grace and beauty is unsurpassed... but sadly, whose size was also unsurpassed. He was a mere speck, a mere insect next to the gigantic queen...

"Bah! Non-sense!" had once said the queen, as he had asked her, when the two were alone. "Most male spiders are about a tenth of the female size... and I will not even mention other insects or animals. Truly, if you think size is such a limitation, you learn glasses, Mety!"

It was true... but he was still afraid...

Dark MetaKnight turned to his mask, on the floor, next to the bed.

This mask... when he put it on, he becomes the cold, serious Dark MetaKnight, Great General of Darkness... but without it, he is nothing more than Mety, an incomplete Dream Matter who is too shy to even admit after ten millenias that he's in love...

In some way, it was the same for 02. During the day, in front of her subjects, she was the Dark Matter Queen, the insensitive, raging tyrant know as 02... but during the night, 02 disappeared and Zero appeared. Zero... this was once the queen's name and very rarely did he pronounced it... just like she never called him Dramety, his actual name. Zero, unlike 02, was a loving, caring mother... a mother whose children had been killed in front of her eyes, whose house was burnt down... and all by a single person; her adoptive son, Kirby, whose heart was filled with ungratitude and prejudices.

When the two stood in the darkness, the only philosophical questions each of them could think of was... how? How did things turned out so wrong? How did hatred grew so much? How could it be that Light and Darkness, which needed each others, could fight each others so fiercely?

Neither of them had anwsers... both hoped that finally, Light would accept it's imminent defeat and that Darkness would rule the world, bringing an era of peace.

But Light struggled... even with the Star Warriors gone, the pink demon was reborn, just to make sure the war would draw out as long as possible... it was as if Fate was against them.

KNOCK! KNOCK!

Dark MetaKnight turned around, toward the door, wondering who could be knocking on the door at such a hour.

The dark-blue round creature held his mask in front of his face, not taking the time to really put it on and then, opened the door with his other hand.

Without looking at who it was, he said: "What?"

Then, Dark MetaKnight dropped his mask, surprised at who it was.

The queen stood at the door, blushing. She wasn't wearing her usual robe, as usual... no... what she was wearing was rather... light...

Not wanting to attract attention to the queen, Dark MetaKnight quickly whispered: "My queen! What are you doing? Someone will see you and furthermore, such clothes are not worthy of a qu..."

The queen smiled and interrupted him. "I double-checked all the monitors three times. As I already said, tonight was the night of the original Kirby's death. All the guards and servants left to go to the festivals. We're completely alone with only the machinery remaining..."

Dark MetaKnight had guessed what she had planned to do for the holiday... and as hormones flowed into his veins, the temptation to agree with the queen became stronger and stronger and stronger... in fact, he was resisting so hard that he was shaking.

The queen's smile widened and looking carefully at her, he then realised how stupid resisting in this case was. He was completely bewildered by her and furthermore, it doesn't look like she's going to let him go anywhere... and anyway, what could a single moment with the que... no, the one he loves, will do? There will be no consequences. They'll just stop acting just for a few hours and they'll enjoy it.

As the fairy entered the room, Dramety looked around to the left and to the right, double-checking, just in case...

"In case you're thinking of running away again, know that I locked all the doors beyond here!" called 02. If someone heard her right now, nobody would believe this voice belongs to a queen...

Nope, no one's here... he took a key out of his pocket, closed the door, and locked it... The one he loved was right... he wouldn't run away, not this time.


The mood wasn't to festivities within the NME base. In fact, a female red Dream Matter stood by the teleportation machine, unable to stop crying.

Other monsters and Dream Matters stood there, heads lowered, silent as death...

Nightmare: "How could this happen? I didn't espected Aldeyl to crush them... but still... that wasn't part of my plan! He was still supposed to live!"

Nightmare looked around. Normally, he'd be happy that sorrow was in the hearts of people... but altought it filled him with power, Nightmare felt no pleasure from the sorrow of his own troops. In fact, it was even the opposite.

This sadness was surging trought him, causing him to overload in a minor way. It was painful... and it revolted him!

"Yamikage! Do something!" ordered Nightmare to his second-in-command.

Yamikage stared at his master...

"Master... I believe that there isn't much to do. The death of a high-ranked agent is always shocking to everyone. When Masher died for the second and final time, months ago, many of our machine monsters had oil leaks in their eyes or overheated. Some of them intentionnaly got stuck into heavy machinery in order to join Masher."

Nightmare held his head. "DON'T REMIND ME OF THAT! Losing Masher to that stupid pink blob and his karate kid friend was bad enough! Do not remind me about how depressed my agents were when they learnt of it!"

Nightmare turned to his troops. Looks like it was how up to him crank up the morale back to normal... It had to be done. No morale, no motivation. No motivation, no fight.

"Come on!" begun Nightmare, taking a triumphant pose. "We are the proud members of the NME!... and so was Dream Matter Aldeyl! He died the way he wanted, serving the cause of the NME to the very end! Will you spit on his legacy and let all his efforts go to waste? What do you think Aldeyl would do if he saw you whine like babies? We are members of the NME! We are the proud warriors of Darkness! In our fight against the evils of Light, casualties happen! Do we stop fighting? Do we surrender to evil becease of that? NO! We fight back harder! We avenge our friends and smithe evil with righteous fury!"

One of the monsters, just a small minor one, stood up. "Master is right! I lost at least 20 of my friends to that pink bastard! We must do our best and get him or else, he'll kill more of us!"

A large, big one advanced toward the small one. "Oh yeah? Do YOU think it will change anything? He's the pink demon, reborn! He is immortal and all-powerful! I say that we stay here! He won't kill us if we don't go to him!"

Another monster, a mother dragon, stood up. "Who do you think you are, smartass? That monster attacked us and destroyed our last home! He will do so again, that Kirby!"

Everyone gasped at the mention of the name... exept Yamikage and Nightmare.

The dragon got angry. "WHY ARE YOU AFRAID? Is that the future we are leaving to our children? A world where we live in fear of a stupid pink piece of bubblegum? You are all wimps! Call him by his name and stop fearing him! If we do not stop Kirby now, he will kill us all and Light will consume the world!"

Several monsters began to stand up and agree.

Then, the red Dream Matter stopped crying. "You are right! If I am to die... then I'd rather die serving the NME than die hiding in a corner of the base!"

Yamikage turned to his master and then, stepped foward.

"Everyone!" begun the ninja. "Did we end the Star Warriors' reign of terror to see the rebirth of the pink demon, Kirby? NO! We did NOT! Let us crush this last enemy and let us finally reclaim the world in the name of all that is good and right! FOR JUSTICE! FOR THE NME!"

Everyone yelled: "FOR THE NME!"

Everyone got back at their post, the weaker monster operating the base, the stronger monsters preparing for battle, Nightmare making plans, the NME Salesman preparing for the next "sale"... and then, as if it was on cue, the NME Salesman was contacted by King Dedede...

The red female Dream Matter smiled. To life or to death... it was not important. She was going toward her fate, toward glory. Kirby would pay for all the lives he ended.

TO BE CONTINUED