Chapter 11

This is the first stop they have to go to on their journey. Is this where the Yin Sword is?


The engines roared as the pilot landed the ship on the grounds of planet Riker.

"Alright, so we find the prison, grab the sword, and get out. Any questions?" Jerca said with his game face on, before covering it with the mask.

Blade shook her head no along with the rest of the warriors. The team consisted of Sir Dragato, Sir Nonsurat, Dr. Stork, Jerca, and Blade. Sir Dragato is very knowledgeable about the historical and cultural aspects of Riker and its residents. He also is aware of the location of the village that guards the prison. Sir Nonsurat is the navigator of the mission, while Dr. Stork is the emergency medic for the mission. Jerca's expertise lies in "find and retrieve" part of the mission, so he is the leader of the team.

Normally, Meta Knight would have been part of the main mission with Jerca; however, he is the leader of the backup team, just in case something happens to the main team. They are riding in a separate space ship nearby for safety reasons.

When the back door of the main ship opened, all Blade could see at the moment was bright light from her being in a dark ship for so long. As her eyes adjusted, she saw the black, rocky landscape. There was nothing but rocks everywhere, but the land itself seemed flat. The sun was setting, so that the team can move under the darkness of the night. I'm glad I took a nap after lunch today.

The team exited the ship, and then the main ship's door closed. The group rushed away before the ship fired up again, and took off leaving a bit of a smoky trail behind. Jerca look up and whistled as everyone adjusted their backpacks and weapons. "Shouldn't somebody fix that before the engine blows?"

"Um, leader?" Blade said, half jokily.

"Huh…oh! Right, so…you said you knew a village nearby where people might know where this ancient prison is, Dragato?" Jerca asked.

"In summary, yes" Sir Dragato said, "I know the way to there, but that is about it."

"Alright, so let's follow the semi-leader!" Jerca said, before he started marching in place.

"Jerca, stop" Sir Nonsurat commanded.

Jerca heard Sir Nonsurat, and stop. The he made a pouting face and crossed his arms. Some leader he is going to be. This is going to be some special mission.

Blade sighed and adjusted her helmet and her new armor. It didn't match her helmet at all, since it was dark purple with blue markings. It even had spikes all over it. The Star Warriors didn't have time to make armor that actually matched. However, Sir Arthur didn't feel comfortable with Blade going to a dangerous prison with a helmet, spiked gloves, and furs. On the bright side, it was big enough to cover her entire body and wasn't too big. It was still loose in some areas.

Sir Dragato interrupted her thoughts by saying, "Hey! Keep up!" She had not realized that the group was already heading off, and rushed to Jerca's side as the group continued on.


The group followed Sir Dragato, as it seems he is the only one who knew where the village was. Sir Nonsurat was beside him with a map, pencil, and compass in hand. They were discussing the whereabouts of the village. Dr. Stork took to the skies to help look for it, but stayed above the group's general area to keep from being lost.

Blade walked beside Jerca, who had his hands behind his head. He was casually following the other warriors, not really complaining about anything. Then again, he wasn't taking a lead like a normal leader would. Blade was rather impressed by this, since he was usually a crack up on the ship. He had a sense of maturity about him as they traveled right now.

"Are you an orphan?" Jerca asked, dragging Blade out of her thoughts. She was surprised by this sudden question, but she decided to answer it anyway. "I am assuming so. I never knew my parents, and as far as I am concerned, they are dead."

"That is a little strange coming from you. I figure you to be the curious type" Jerca said, still in his walking position.

"I'm not sure what you mean by that" Blade commented, rather bluntly.

"Have you ever wondered who your family ever was? Were you ever raised by anyone? I'm curious about you, Blade. You seem to be caring for someone who doesn't have anyone, and yet a little naïve to be a taught young girl."

"Well, I had someone who was like a mother. I think she was a servant of my family, because she treats me like I am her master. A lot of people thought we were related because we looked alike, but she claims to me that we weren't. To everyone else though, she pretends to be my mother. I guess it was because I needed a guardian figure to stay in the city, but then again that is just guessing."

"Wow. She must have been pretty if she looked like you" Jerca claimed, however he wasn't looking at Blade when he said that. Instead he looked at the night sky ahead of him as he paid attention to the bickering puffballs in front of the group, which both of them was worried about the newest direction to go.

Blade blushed at this comment as she continued. "Her name was Serene Dawn. I had always called her my Nana. She took care of me ever since I was born, and she was the best thing to a family. She protected me very well, and taught me everything I know. She even taught me to steal and sneak around without getting caught. In a way, I think she knew that I would end up like a bandit. I guess she was a mom to me after all."

"You make it sound like she is gone forever. From what I hearing, I am assuming that she passed on" Jerca commented.

"Somewhat. She was murdered by the king." When Blade said this, Jerca tripped over a small rock and fell on his face. Blade stopped walking and went to help him up, but he sat up and looked at her with his little eyes acting pitiful. I guess he wasn't expecting an answer like that. Blade helped Jerca up and then they ran after the group that didn't bother to stop for them. When they reached the group, Dr. Stork was on the ground this time. He looked over to the duo, while asking "What have you to been doing?"

Jerca was going to mention about their discussion, but Blade interrupted by saying, "Jerca was just telling me about himself." Jerca looked over to Blade, and then started talking about how he entered the Star-Warriors. However they were interrupted by the duo in the front. "Hey, hurry up! We found the village!" Sir Dragato yelled. The three hurried up to the duo and saw the village ahead of them.

It was rather dark, and most of the lights were out. However, there was a young woman and an elderly man that was hunched over waiting for the warriors, as if they knew the warriors were coming. The group headed toward the village, still on their toes just in case an ambush was in place.

I really don't want to tell anyone else at the moment about her. So far, I think that Jerca and Sir Arthur are the only ones that know about her. It isn't her that I don't want to talk about, but rather the circumstances of her death.


Meta Knight looked over at the village, and relieved sigh came from him when they entered. So far, everything is good to go.

He looked over to the Star-Warriors who were resting and eating, and then he looked over to Sword. Something didn't seem right about Sword's presence in the group, especially since Sir Arthur told Meta Knight to keep an eye on him. He was sitting underneath a twisted tree with large roots, which provided much shade for him. He wanted to join the group right when they were leaving. Sir Arthur said it was alright, but still, something didn't settle Meta Knight right. Especially since Sword brought extra armor on him, like a chest plate and steel shoes that match the armor completely and securely. Where did he get armor that fit him so quick, when he didn't even have them on the ship?

"Sword, come over here to the fire" Meta Knight commanded. Unusually, Sword was on his best behavior on this entire trip, obeying Meta Knight and the other warriors and not causing trouble…which was also unsettling. This time, Sword didn't move. "Sword, I will not ask again." There was no response. With a grunt, Meta Knight went over to where Sword and smacked him across the head, hoping to wake him up out of his daze.

Sword fell over, and his helmet fell off. The body hit the ground and a bunch of dirt fell out as the rest of the armor dismantled itself. Shocked, Meta Knight paused, only to hear many cries and fighting behind him.

He turned to help his ship mates, only to find an oh-so-familiar-face that Meta Knight feared at night, staring right at him. The cross shaped opening with the deep red eyes that greeted him told Meta Knight everything about Sword before he was knocked unconscious from behind.


"Are you sure Meta Knight is going to be okay?" Blade asked, getting a sudden chill up her spine. Jerca was busy eating but replied, "Yep" with some food coming out of his mouth.

"You might not know this, but Meta Knight is better off outside the border rather than inside the village", Dr. Stock commented after he finished his tea, "and a lot of it has to do with his reputation."

"What do you mean by that?" Blade asked, but no one else replied to her question. The warriors were feeding up and resting from their walk before the elder's daughter took them to the prison. According to Dragato and the elder, the village guards the prison from the outsiders, since it was their ancestors that created the prison in the first place.

The people here were imp-like, black and white with yellow eyes. The woman was very tall, about 7 feet to be precise, and a professional mage so she could protect herself on the way to the prison. They called the prison "Clock Tower". It was governed by an unknown force that grants wishes, though the rest of the story is unknown.

Blade had finished her food, and covered her head with the helmet once more. As she fitted it on, the woman looked at her strangely. The elder came up to her suddenly and asked, "You can see in that helmet, young one?"

"Yes sir" was all Blade said, rather surprised about the question, especially since they did not mention it when the group arrived to the village. The elder sat back down, but the woman continued looking at her. Blade felt a bit unease with her staring at her like that.

Soon Sir Nonsurat stood up and declared that the group needs to start moving. Nighttime was precious for undercover and it was still passing for every minute wasted. Jerca burped and stood up to get his bag, while Dr. Stork and Blade offered to help with the dishes. The elder replied no, and the duo went to get their gear set up. Sir Dragato was trying to get as much food in, but Sir Nonsurat started dragging him off to the bags to get set-up.


As they stepped outside, the elderly man offered his daughter a lantern and a bag. Then, the group set off in the direction of Clock Tower, and soon left the village with all of their stuff. Along the way, Blade found herself beside Jerca again like earlier tonight. He was walking again, with his hands behind his head like the first time. However, he seemed to follow Blade's footsteps unlike last time. The puffballs were arguing again about location, while Dr. Stork was conversing with the young woman about healing magic.

"So, how did your Nana die?" Jerca asked, this time Blade could tell he was bracing himself for an unexpected answer. Blade looked over to him, and then ahead again. She really didn't want to tell him, but she trusted him enough that it was okay. "If I say anything, will you promise to keep it a secret?"

"My word is my honor…I think that is how it goes"

"Jerca, please-"

"You can trust me to keep a secret. I am a lot of things, but I am never a liar."

"…Alright then. As I told you earlier, Nana was killed by the king, but not directly. I was finishing my daily exploration of the town when I came home. I had brought some beautiful flowers for my Nana. When I got home though, there was blood everywhere. There were many guards, all of them dead, and my Nana over in the corner. I ran to her and hug her, because I thought that it would heal her. You know, how hugs help everything. In the end, she told me to never hurt an innocent soul, and to live my life without her. She died right afterwards, and that was the last time I went into that house."

Blade looked over to Jerca after she finished her story, and noticed that he was crying. He wiped the tears away, and smiled at her. It was a cheerful smile that was full of sadness too. Blade felt tears come to her eyes, and went to hug Jerca. She whimpered a little, before Sir Dragato popped in.

"Hey, what happen? What did you do to her Jerca?" Sir Dragato asked. The rest of the group had stopped and looked at the duo. Jerca and Blade quickly stepped apart, although both were still crying a little. Dr. Stork paused, and then smiled and said, "I think they were expressing some sad stories. Let's leave them alone for a bit."

Then he continued with the young woman, with Sir Dragato and Sir Nonsurat following behind although they paused to check on the duo. Jecra and Blade hurried up and followed the group while drying their tears.


"This is the prison. It is dangerous in there so be careful. Come out if you have any problems because you might be sealed inside if you stay too long. I have already placed a special spell on you, but do not be reckless about being free in there. Any questions?" the woman asked.

They were in front of a wall of a tall cliff. Directly in front is a door, with a pedestal beside it. This pedestal has a bunch of buttons, knobs, and levers, all which probably activated the door. The woman was beside the pedestal, with a hand on a lever.

Jerca and Blade shook their heads, ready to expect the unexpected. Dr. Stork was a little nervous, since he wasn't the best fighter, but was ready. Sir Nonsurat meant business as he drew out his axe, while Sir Dragato had a hand on his sword handle. They decided to leave a bulk of the items there at the door since they were almost there and not needed extra baggage. The group did agree on taking extra weapons and first aid, which first aid was carried around Dr. Storks waist like a fanny pack.

The woman nodded, and pulled down the lever, which activated the door. She then did different things with the pedestal as the door glowed and opened. When Blade looked in, she noticed that the surface of the opening was watery, with gray and white colors inside. Perhaps it will be different than it was in her vision, or maybe the same? Blade was rather excited; perhaps they will finally find the Yin Sword. Then Nightmare can be destroyed, and Blade can return to her normal life.

"Everything is set up, now go!" the woman cried. In that instance, everyone but the woman ran and jumped in. There was a bit of commotion, bright lights shot everywhere, and then there was silence. The woman stood by ready to do something if the door was messing up. She waited, and then heard something.

The woman looked at the door, but nothing was happening. Curious, she looked around her surroundings and found a group walking toward her. There was a big one with a mace, a small one with an axe, and a swordsman leading them. The one leading the group had strange green armor on, with a black sword. The sword itself looked like it was in half, with strange writing. This writing was not unfamiliar to her, and she read it with a gasp.

Right afterward, her mouth was covered by a strange hand, and then was tied up with her mouth covered. She was then thrown in the same pile as some of other warriors that was captured as well.


Wow! It took me a whole month to write this! Well, then again, I was out of ideas. I'm on a roll, so I'll start the next chapter.

Guess who ambush Meta Knight and the woman! I have to admit, the woman's tribe and prison reminds me of Zelda: Twilight Princess and Majora's Mask. So, in a way, I did use them in my story, but Kirby characters are not related to the Zelda characters! Especially in this story!

I wanted to talk about Serene in the later chapters, but hey, this works too. She will play an important part later in story.