Meta Boo23: (Cries)

Don and Bun: Why are you crying?

Meta Boo23: (Blubbering) Be… Because… Thi…. This is the la… last cha… chapter…. (Floods room with tears (also because of lack of sleep… :D) Banana Phone!)

Don and Bun: (Sweatdrop) Wait! Aren't you going to publish the sequel?

Meta Boo23: Yah… I guess I will! (Stops crying and whacks Don with DeDeDe's mallet)

Don: O.O (falls onto floor uncontious) X.X

Meta Boo23: All better! And for the last time in this story (not this series, that is, IF I publish the sequel….): I don't own Kirby! Only the idiot on the floor! :D

A Burning Hate

(KABOOM)

Bun and Don sped down the stairs to see what that explosion was.

"Kirby are you alright?" Meta Knight's amber eyes stared down with concern at the stunned puffball.

"Poyo…"

Don and Bun arrived at the bottom of the stairs, only to knock into Kirby, who looked back at the other puffball, drawing his golden blade.

A shadowy figure stepped out of the gap in the wall. His soulless, red eyes pierced the thick cloud of dust that surrounded it.

"Heh heh heh….. Meta Knight, I still don't see why you protect these insolent 'friends' of yours, but yet you would kill anything that moved as Nightmare's prized demon beast. You're wasting your time, after all, you were never meant to have happiness!" Dark Knight sneered as the dust cleared.

Meta Knight looked down in shame.

"Now you won't even 'protect' them?! Heh….you really are pitiful!" Dark Knight lunged at the three, silver sword outstretched.

(CLANG)

Meta Knight's golden blade met its silver identical. His blood red eyes glared into Dark Knight's.

"Welcome back…." Dark Knight deviously remarked.

The clatter of swords meeting filled the room. Small puddles of blood dotted the floor where the two swordsmen fought, with glitters of their swords being the only thing that could be seen clearly. The two warriors paused, both glowering at each other, waiting for the other to die. Blood seeped from their wounds, yet no pain was felt.

"Heh….. No wonder Nightmare prized you so much….." Dark Knight taunted.

"Then it was all true?! Meta Knight's a demon beast? Th…. Then why are you helping Kirby?!" Bun's voice began to quaver as he glared at Meta Knight.

"Bun……" Meta Knight's shame shown through his voice, "I betrayed Nightmare a long time ago…."

"Well does that still give you the right to be called a star warrior?!" Bun screamed, blubbering with tears.

"Bun…….."

Dark Knight took advantage of this opportunity and lunged for a death blow at Meta Knight.

(Ching)

Meta Knight's golden blade barely intervened with the strike of his foe. His eyes burned with complete loathing for Dark Knight, the need for his blood to be spilt, the longing for him to die slowly and painfully.

Dark Knight leaped backwards, spreading his black wings taking to the sky, followed closely by Meta Knight on his demonic purple pair. Bun, Don, and Kirby stepped back in shock.

The scent of Dark Knight's blood sifted through the air, increasing the knight's hate and his speed increased closing the gap between the two. His golden sword's color began to dim and a black aura flowed around it.

Dark Knight turned, charging back towards Meta Knight for a clean strike.

Once again, the clang of swords rang through the air. Spatters of blood fell to the ground. Wasting no time, Meta Knight located Dark Knight's blind spot, slicing deeply into his blackish body.

Dark Knight plummeted backwards, crashing through trees and collapsing another wall of the lodge. The three bystanders gawked at the bloody, winged, black puffball.

Meta Knight swooped in, sword ablaze in a black aura, aimed directly at the center of Dark Knight's mask.

*cling*

Dark Knight's mask fell to the ground, neatly spit in two. A devious smirk sat upon his petite face and deep red eyes glowering at his opponent. Meta Knight leaped back, focusing the black aura into a small sphere at the end of Galaxia. The three bystanders scurried out the vicinity, fearing what may ensue.

A black beam emitted from the point at which his sword pierced the ground, engulfing the majority of the surrounding area: narrowly avoiding the spectators.

His eyes faded back into their amber. He stared at his blood ridden gloves, easing his fading vision towards the remains of Dark Knight. His wings returned to their hidden form.

I promised myself I wouldn't use that power again….. What made me use it?

He slipped from consciousness.

Back at the castle Meta Knight slowly slipped back into consciousness.

"He's awake! He lives!"

"Poyo!"

"It's a wonder he lives!"

Meta Knight sat up with a groan, staring blankly around the room at the many faces.

"Alright Meta Knight, what happened? Why were you in ribbons when you arrived here?" Fumu asked, being as nosey as she was.

Meta Knight turned to face them all, "I appreciate your concern; however I wish to speak to Don, Kirby, and Bun alone."

The others left leaving the four alone.

Fumu wandered carefree-like back towards her "house" after reading a novel underneath a tree for quite some time. The afternoon sun beamed into the castle halls. She waltzed in just in time to hear Lady Memu interrogate Bun and Don, upon which they decided he could stay with them, about the camping trip.

"Well what you so late coming home? Hm?!"

"Err… Bun..?" Don looked hopefully at Bun to cover for him.

"I'm NEVER going on another camping trip! …. Atleast not with Meta Knight…." Bun remarked in protest.

Lady Memu raised an eyebrow.

"And that would be because of…?" Fumu questioned.

Bun's and Don's minds drifted back to that morning, when Meta Knight spoke to them.

"If you ever tell another soul about what happened…" Meta Knight spoke, glaring at them with green eyes.

"What? You'll do what?" Bun joked.

"Poyo?" Kirby looked up.

Meta Knight began to reach for his sword. The tree backed up, knowing Meta Knight to always be quite serious, and with those green eyes….

"We promise."

A shiver went down their spines.

"N-No reason."

Meta Boo23: OMG! I finally finished it! Sorry if I offended anyone during the making of this story!

Don: See you later!

Meta Boo23: Where're you going?

Don: Crap…

Meta Boo23: Anyways I became a better writer even by just through writing this story. Visit my Deviant Art Account to see a picture of Don in all his stupid glory!

Don: Hey!

Meta Boo23: (Hugs him) Sry… NOT! (wacks him with DeDeDe's jet hammer) Anyways, review as always and I want to know if I should even bother publishing the sequal (poll on my page! XD). Thank you all my readers! Meta Boo23 (and Don) out! (Really fast: Three amazing songs: Boulevard of Broken Dreams, Numa Numa, Mr. Opretentios Musik. Listen to them. Just do it.)