Chapter 10

Yay! My tenth chapter! I didn't think that I would make this many so soon. I'm actually a little disappointed because I wanted to get the story going good now. Ah well, this is my first fanfic after all. It might last up to 50 chapters at this rate.

Meta Knight stared in horror as the two warriors drew their weapons. No, no, no, please no. Sure enough, Sir Falspar challenges Sword to a fight. Meta Knight notices Jerca moving Blade out of the way, Sir Nonsurat and Dr. Stork drawing out their axes, and Sir Dragato getting ready to run out of the room so he wouldn't get in trouble.

Before anything else happens, the two swords clashed and sparks went flying. Sir Falspar was hitting fast and hard, so that only Sword could defend himself and not make an attack. Meta Knight got his sword unsheathed and was ready to intervene, when he noticed that Blade was by herself.

Meta Knight looked around and noticed Jerca running towards the emergency button. Oh no! "Jerca! Don't push that button!" Meta Knight cried to Jerca. That emergency button was to be only used when a demon or intruder entered a room. Not to settle a spat with some warriors! Sure enough though, Jerca pushes the button in. Instantly the siren went off and all the communicators sounded off in the warrior's pockets.

"INTRUDER IN CONFERENCE ROOM NUMBER 7! THIS IS NOT A DRILL! ALL NEARBY UNITS REPORT TO CONFERENCE ROOM NUMBER 7! ALL OTHER UNITS ARE TO MAINTAIN A DEFENSIVE AND SURVANICLACE POSITION!"

"This is not good…" Meta Knight groaned as the chaos furthered. He looked to the battle between Sir Falspar and Sword, and noticed that Sword was on the offensive side this time. Blade was near them, trying to get them to stop fighting each other. However, it was to no avail.

Sword got near one of the chairs, and picked one up. Then, he threw it at Sir Falspar, hoping to catch him off guard. Sir Falspar didn't hesitate when the chair went flying at him and dodge swiftly to the side. However, Blade was behind Sir Falspar when he dodged.

Got to move quickly! Meta Knight ran as fast as he could, and pushed her out of the way as the chair did a loud crash where Blade was at two seconds ago. Meta Knight got back up and grabbed a hold of Blade's arm, which she was not happy about since she was trying to stop the two warriors from killing each other. I got to get her out of here, and the others, but it doesn't look like they will go with me now…

Sure enough, it was beginning to look like a four way battle with Sir Falspar mainly attacking Sword, and Jerca trying to get Sir Falspar to calm down by blocking the sword attacks from him, and Sir Nonsurat attacking head on with Sword. Sword was quick enough and smart enough to avoid damage from both Sir Falspar and Sir Nonsurat.

As the scattered battles furthered, Meta Knight knew that he had to leave to avoid trouble. The sirens were starting to deafen his hearing and he could hardly tell what Blade was saying when he dragged her out of the room, and ran down a random direction of the ship, before the groups of soldiers reached the conference room door.

Jerca was thrown on top of the table by Falspar, in which the table supported him that time. As he looked up, the fury was even intensified. Everyone seemed to be fighting…everyone? All he could tell was that one moment Dragato was fighting Dr. Stork, then Dr. Stork was fighting Falspar, then Falspar was fighting Sword, and finally Sword was fighting Dr. Stork?

Crud! How the heck are we going to solve this now?

"STOP!"

The cry of Sir Arthur's voice instantly silenced the room. The sirens were off now and the room was extremely quiet. The team had stop in their tracks and looked toward Sir Arthur and the crowd of upset Star Warriors right behind him. They were clearly ready to fight an intruder, however when they saw the little spat that the expert warriors were having…well…they were quite disappointed and displeased.

No one in that room however had as much anger and hellfire as Sir Arthur. His blue eyes were icy and pretty much froze your spirit if you looked into them. He was very tense and he gripped his sword too tightly. "Everyone had better put your weapons down in front of me, now."

Everyone had obeyed, except Sword and Jerca. Instead, while still on the table, Jerca pulled his sword out and threw it to the other weapons; however Jerca misjudge his power and threw it too far. In the end, it landed on Sir Arthur's head and bounced off to where the other weapons were. Jerca covered his ears to spare him from the intensity of the next sentence.

"GET OFF THE TABLE AND COME HERE NOW JERCA!"

Jerca quickly joined the other warriors in front of Sir Arthur. Sword still had his weapon in his hand, and it didn't look like he was going to let it go soon. Sir Arthur turned his gaze to Sword, noticing that Sword had not obeyed his command.

"Am I going to assume that you are going to question my command? Or are you still wanting to fight some more?" Sir Arthur asked.

In an instance, all the warriors behind Sir Arthur decided to surround Sword, as if waiting for Sword and his call of challenge. Sword jerked back a little how soon he was surrounded and paused to think. Then, he threw his sword with the other weapons.

Satisfied, Sir Arthur waved everyone back and said, "Thank you warriors for acting so quickly, however I know that some of you feel that this was just an insult to your fighting skill. Think of this of training for future attacks. Everyone is dismissed except for Dr. Stork, Sir Falspar, Sir Dragato, Sir Nonsurat, Jerca and Sword."

As the other warriors were leaving, Jerca noticed that he didn't say Meta's name or Blade's. He looked around and thought for a moment, and sure enough, he didn't see Meta since he saved Blade from the flying chair. Why is it that Meta can avoid trouble with Sir Arthur?

Soon the only warriors that were left were the ones whose names were called out and Sir Arthur. Sir Arthur icy cold eyes were soon filled with disappointment. "I thought that I could trust all of you to be responsible about what is going on with this mission. Yet, once I leave the room, I see that everyone is disagreeing with each other." Everyone was filled with shock when Sir Arthur said this, except Sword.

"Sir! That wasn't what happened!" Dragato pointed out when he had a chance.

"It was entirely Falspar's and Sword's fault! We tried to finish the fight, but it didn't work out so well…" Jerca said right after Dragato.

Sir Arthur continued listening for any more protest, but he didn't hear any. "Sword, Sir Falspar, please come with me. The rest of you are dismissed, although I would like to add to anyone who pressed the emergency button… you are going to be very severely punished." When Sir Arthur said this, he blue eyes glared at Jerca and then he left the room with Sir Falspar and Sword following him.

The rest of the warriors really didn't move from their spots. Instead, some of them were a bit upset with each other, while Nonsurat scolded himself. Jerca felt badly, for he knew that he messed up when the button was pressed. However, there was one other thought on his mind that was more important. Where is Meta and Blade?

Meta Knight sat down and started controlling his panting. Blade really didn't pant much, since Meta Knight really dragged her to the cafeteria.

The cafeteria was really big and had many tables and four times the amount in chairs. It wasn't fancy, like a five star restaurant, but there were decorations around the room and it had a home like feeling to it. It was almost lunch time right when the sirens stopped ringing. Great! Sword knocks out a couple of Star Warriors, I get trapped in my own meditation, the group is trying to kill each other, and its only lunch time!

Blade laid her head on the table, just annoyed as anyone else in her position. Meta Knight noticed this and asks, "Are you hungry?" Blade waited a moment before saying yes, although the table muffled her response. She heard Meta Knight leave for a moment, and then later came back with some food. Blade looked up from the table and saw a nice chicken sandwich with a small salad, a carton of milk and some blueberries.

She immediately dug into her food, and while eating she noticed that Meta Knight was eating out of a lunch box, even though he had the same thing as she had. Meta Knight had his mask lifted off his face and was eating it slowly, as if enjoying to flavor.

Meta Knight face wasn't like you would really expect. Unlike Sir Dragato's , Sir Falspar's , and Sir Nonsurat's faces, his eyes were a pure color of yellow. No other parts of it were seen like the pupil or the veins. He also had some fangs showing from his mouth. Meta Knight noticed that Blade was watching him eat and his eyes turned white.

"Wait! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude."

"That is alright, you didn't do anything wrong. It is my appearance that I am ashamed of" Meta Knight replied.

"What do you mean?"

Meta Knight didn't respond, but continued eating. Blade finished her food faster and was getting ready to return the dishes, but she stopped. Then she said, "Why didn't you stop everyone from fighting each other?"

"What was I going to do? Dance and let everyone dance with me, like in those musicals? They wouldn't listen or even bother to pay attention if I had tried anything. Besides, if they want to start trouble, let them have it."

"That's cold Meta Knight!"

"The only thing I could have done was get out of the way, and to make sure that you weren't hurt."

"I would have been fine!"

"That chair was only the beginning of it. You could have easily been beheaded by accident. Leaving the scene was the best thing to do."

"What if staying was the best thing! What if someone got hurt?"

Meta Knight paused for a moment, leaving Blade with some anticipation on the next answer. Finally he asked, "What is the right thing, Blade?"

"What?"

"What is the right thing? Sometimes staying and continuing the fight would be the most honorable, but is it the best thing? Sometimes, leaving a fight you cannot win is the smartest thing, but is it the most reasonable? Sometimes, the right thing often depends on your situation and morals."

"Morals? What are those?"

"They are, or what they seem to be, the rules that have made you who you are. But remember, morals can be deceiving and can lead you to your destruction."

Blade thought for a moment about what Meta Knight said as he finished eating. What it the right thing to leave warriors to squabble? Then again, did I even need to be there, like Meta Knight said?

When she left the table to return the dishes, she realized that she did not open the present that Sir Falspar gave her. She put the dishes down; she then got the present and opened it. Inside the box there was a chain necklace with a crystal rose in the middle. She smiled, and put it around her neck, then finished what she was doing.

Sword stood there with Falspar as Sir Arthur sat down in his chair at the desk. They were in Sir Arthur's office, which Sword found it to be a bit messy with all the paperwork.

"So, I take it that you two were having a disagreement about something?" Sir Arthur asked.

The duo looked at each other in the eye for a second but turned away just as quickly. Sir Arthur sighed, and thought to himself for a moment. Then he got up and wrote in a notebook in front of him while saying, "Since you two are not going to tell me what is going on, I will naturally assume the worst. Sir Falspar, you will not be attending the mission on planet Riker."

Sword was interested right then about this "mission", especially since he didn't attend the meeting and planet Riker was nearby. Sir Falspar looked like he was going to have a cow.

"Instead, I will be assigning you with the grunts on guard duty near the southern gates, just for safety measures" Sir Arthur said as he continued writing. Falspar was obviously not happy about this, and his posture shifted, indicating that he was not pleased with Sir Arthur's decision.

"That is my final decision, Sir Falspar; unless you want to wash the dishes?" Sir Arthur asked when he look up and stopped writing. Instantly, Falspar straightened his position in a proud, but sad, warrior stance. Satisfied, Sir Arthur then said, "You are dismissed Sir Falspar."

Sword chuckled as Falspar left the room while glaring at Sword as he went. When the door shut, Sword realized he was at the mercy of Sir Arthur, who stood there in front of his desk with his hands behind his back. What is he planning to do with me?

"Normally, I would give you a punishment, Sword Knight. However, knowing your background and your old man, I know you wouldn't obey and take it."

Sword had a sigh of relief, but it was short lived. Wait! He knows about Kn-Kni?

"Yes Sword, I know that you came on this ship to retrieve the Yin Sword. I also know about your Kn-Kni's involvement as well. In the case of this, when we land on Riker, you can both leave and never return, or you can be on Meta Knight's backup group on the mission. It is rather on honor to have the son of a hated enemy work for me."

When Sir Arthur said this, Sword scowled and literally did a hiss out of natural instinct. He knew! He knew the whole time! He played me for a fool! He won't get away with this! Before Sir Arthur said anything else, Sword dashed out of the room and head down to the southern gates. He knew that was where the warriors will be leaving for the mission, and that is where he will be leaving…wait a moment.

Sword stopped on his way there, and thought for a moment. Then he had an evil smile formed on his face as he thought about Sir Arthur's offer. The idiot invited me to a duel, and I am going to back down? Never!

What is Sword planning? And who is Kn-kni? What was Meta Knight hoping to achieve by telling Blade about morals?