Chapter 7: Fumu II

*Here you go! Another Fumu chapter. This one is HEAVILY censored and a LOT longer compared to the original version I wrote in 7th grade. Hope you like this next chapter!*

Back in NME's new headquarters, Fumu was in her cell, conversing with one of the Demon Beasts. The same one that Galacta Knight threw in her cell three weeks ago. As they got to know each other, Fumu learned a lot about her new friend.

The puffball dragon was named Oganth. She was created from Fumu's DNA sample, just like Galacta Knight told her. Nightmare had told her one thing before giving her to Galacta: "Don't let Fumu out of your sight."

"Why do you think he said that?" Fumu asked, her head tilted in confusion. Oganth shrugged, flapping her royal blue wings a few times. They talked for a while, getting to know each other better, before a shrill scream pierced through the mostly quiet prison area. Instinctively, Fumu flinched, raising her hands to the sides of her head. The bell stopped and they could see the other demon beasts filing out of their cells in twos and threes. Fumu and Oganth followed the crowd, squeezing in where they could.

They made it to the cafeteria and there was an awkward silence. Usually there was a loud ruckus or a lunch brawl going on, but the other demon beasts were strangely tame. Oganth took her place in the line and Fumu followed, watching to make sure none of the others get any… ideas. They grabbed their bowls of "Mystery Stew" and made their way to their table. A wolf-like demon beast, not Hot Dog thankfully, came over and "accidentally" knocked Fumu's stew into her face.

"Oops. My hand must have slipped a little," the demon beast claimed. There was another second of silence before the cafeteria erupted in an obnoxiously loud wave of laughter. Fumu stood there, taking in what had just happened before she frowned, wiping the stew off of her face. Oganth was watching the wolf closely, a threatening shine in her eyes.

He looked at her and laughed again. "Aw, what's the little puffball gonna do? Poke me?" Another wave of laughter filled the room again but was cut short when Oganth tackled him. She held out her right paw, claws extending from the tips. He was squirming, trying to escape Oganth's grip. Fumu was stunned as she watched; she had no idea her friend was capable of this. The other demon beasts were egging them on, choosing sides and rooting for their choice. Oganth was scratching him all over while the wolf-like demon beast was punching and kicking the puffball dragon.

Around her, the air was still and silent. Bright golden light engulfed her body, catching everyone's attention. The gravity around them became stronger, slamming everyone in the cafeteria down to the ground.

"What the…" the wolf-like demon beast said. He tried to rise to his feet but with Oganth on top of him and now the force of the mysterious power kept him from moving. Oganth was trying to move over to her friend but was struggling to crawl over to her. In the blink of an eye, Fumu was behind the wolf-like demon beast. She grabbed the back of his shirt and slung him across the room. Everyone was watching, fear and shock in their eyes as Fumu appeared over by the wolf-like demon beast again. A shining light gathered in her hand, only growing brighter as her eyes changed to reflect a pale yellow. Before she could attack him, someone fired a tranquilizer at Fumu, knocking her out cold.

Customer Service walked into the cafeteria, watching as the other demon beasts slowly and unsteadily rose to their feet. "What happened in here?" he asked, looking at Fumu from across the room. Oganth made her way over to him, along with the wolf-like demon beast.

"I'll tell you," he said. Customer Service rose an eyebrow at him.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Tyrian. Just asking, can I tell you this in a more private setting?" Oganth glared at him but nodded, agreeing with him. Customer Service took one more look over at Fumu.

"Okay, but I want you, Oganth, to bring Fumu with us." The puffball nodded and went to grab her friend. "Nightmare is going to have a fit over this…" The group made their way out of the cafeteria and the other demon beasts filed out soon after.

They arrived in Customer Service's office, which was surprisingly empty, save for a huge screen on the wall and a desk in the back of the room. "Now, what happened out there?" Customer Service asked.

Tyrian stepped up. "I instigated by knocking the girl's lunch into her face. It was only supposed to be a harmless prank, but then the little puffball here tackled me and began clawing me. I fought back to defend myself. Then there was this crushing weight pushing me down. That girl there," he pointed at Fumu, "appeared behind me and flung me across the cafeteria. She was about to hit me with some kind of energy ball before you came and knocked her out." Oganth sent him a threatening look and he flinched.

"A harmless prank, huh? Nobody knows what's in that stew!" she shouted. Customer Service extended his arm to stop her.

"No fighting in my office. Okay, so when did you feel this 'weight' pushing you down?" Tyrian shrugged, a sheepish smile on his face.

Fumu stirred, groggily sitting up. Oganth turned to her friend, relieved that her friend was alright. Tyrian turned and his eyes went wide with fear. Customer Service watched as Fumu pulled the tranquilizer dart out of where it had struck her.

She groaned, holding her head in her hand. "What happened?" she asked. Oganth tackled her, knocking her down to the ground. They embraced each other for a moment before Customer Service drew their attention back to him.

"Sorry to interrupt you two, but I would like to know what happened from your view." Fumu looked at him, a blank expression.

She took a deep breath. "I remember silence. Nothing but the power roaring through my veins. Then my mind went blank. Everything went by in a blur. For some reason, I heard two voices. One was yelling for me to kill this guy," she pointed at Tyrian, "but the other was yelling at me to stop. I couldn't think straight. Then everything went black, and here I am."

Customer Service wrote everything down, closing his flipbook with a soft thud. "I see. Well, think before you instigate Tyrian. You are dismissed to your cell." Tyrian nodded and hurried out the door. Oganth looked at Fumu, whose bangs were casting a shadow over her eyes. "Fumu," he began, "your powers are starting to surface." She looked up, shocked, tears in the corners of her eyes. "If you are unable to control them, you could easily kill everyone around you, no matter if they're friend or foe. So I've decided to help you." His voice raised in pitch, hope seeming to hang off of the statement. "Nightmare knows about your hidden abilities, so he can help you understand them, but you have to trust us. Will you accept the offer?"

Fumu placed her hand on her chin in thought. The tears that she was trying to hold back silently fell down her face. "I…" I would have killed him if Customer Service hadn't stopped me. "Can I have a little bit more time to consider my choice?"

He shook his head. "Your friends are most likely about to come here with full force to save you, so you don't have much time here. You must make your choice here and now." She nodded, focusing on weighing her options. If she accepted, she might be able to control her new powers, but she would have to trust Nightmare. The same evil being that tried to kill Kirby on a regular basis through Dedede and the demon beasts. But if she didn't… Even though it seemed absurd and stupid in her mind, it was the only good option.

"...Alright. I accept your offer." Customer Service smiled as he walked over to his desk.

"Wonderful, wonderful! We'll start after lunch tomorrow. See you then!" he said, his businessman facade showing. He coughed a bit, clearing his throat. "You two are dismissed." They hesitated for a moment before leaving the office. For some reason, Fumu had a feeling that things were about to get much, much worse.