A rush of heat came dripping down Terra's face. Half of her vision was red. Then, half of her vision was gone. She stumbled back in a haze of pain and confusion. The 18-year-old squire hissed and gasped as she put down one of her shields and covered her bleeding eye with a free hand. Terra's sword hit the ground as she collapsed backward. Galacta Knight approached the tense girl on the ground.
"How pathetic. A squire lead under that idiot knight's wing would surely be more powerful than this." Terra trembled as the dove-winged knight loomed above her. He stepped on her chest and put all his weight on her. The blue-eyed girl started to cry out of fear and pain, her tears mixing with the blood that had already dripped down her face. Galacta Knight held the sharp of his lance at her throat. "Are you scared? Even a mouse would be braver than you. You'd never be a knight, mediocre or not. You dissatisfy me." He got off Terra and slashed at her cheek, making her bleed. He turned around and went forward a few paces. "Last I checked, he gloated about you as strong and cunning. A prodigy no less. Well, that sure turned out as a giant bluff, huh?" He snapped back around to look at her. "What a disappointment, don't you think?" He quipped, pointing the sharp of his lance at the girl's other (not bleeding) eye. Terra couldn't see it but she knew that the dove-winged knight was smirking devilishly under that mask of his. He turned around and began walking again, gaining speed surprisingly quickly.
Terra rolled onto her stomach and began to try and push herself off the ground, the hand that once covered her eye now staining the ground under her red. Her breaths were shakey and labored as she continued to sob, every breath painful as a slash to her side continued to plague her. She mumbled something under her breath, the only words Galacta could make out were that of his name.
He turned to face her, a look of disgust in his eyes. He stood there, waiting for her to repeat what she'd said. She said nothing, continuing to breathe heavily.
"Well? I don't think you intended to breathe and talk to the ground you're laying on, yes?" Terra remained silent, aggravating Galacta Knight more.
"Terra Gaia Knight, I'm waiting."
Silence.
"Terra Knight."
Silence.
Galacta Knight felt he'd had enough. He rushed up to her and grabbed her by the neck, forcing Terra to look at him. "Alright, you Nova-damned knight wannabe. Spit it out or I'll make you!" Galacta Knight's hand unexpectedly tightened around Terra's neck, making her cough. She said nothing. His grip tightened more. "Well?"
"You sound like my dad, you pink highlighter looking volleyball." Terra said. The highlighter scowled and tightened his grip once more. "At this point, everything you've done seems to be with the intent to kill me. Stop playing with your food and finish already. I'd rather be dead then have to suffer another minute at your hands."
Galacta Knight loosened his grip on Terra's neck and laughed quietly. "Wow. That's it? I was expecting some anime speech about how 'the power of love and friendship will vanquish all evil' or 'a heart of dark will turn to light with some time, love, and care!' or some shit. What I got was an insult and permission to kill you. I'm just underwhelmed." Galacta let go of Terra's neck, giving her room to breathe again. "I'm not Nova, I don't grant your wishes. Even so, I hadn't even planned to kill you. I wanted to hurt you enough so that you'd be stuck here until the end of your life, which isn't far from now, and let Meta Knight wonder where his prized protégé had gone." He laughed at the thought. "If only I could do the same for Kirby."
Galacta turned around and started to run across the battlefield. He kicked off the ground and started to fly off into the distance. "See you never! Buh-bye!" He called, turning back to see Terra's collapsed figure on the ground one last time. "Have fun for the rest of your life!" Galacta Knight took off into the vast expanse of space, cackling as he went.
He had left Terra to die there. She got up with much difficulty and looked up at the sky. The ink-dark of space began to meld with her rapidly declining field of view. She needed to get back to Popstar, and quick.
Terra picked up her sword, pocketing it. She coughed up her incompetence and pride and replaced it with shame and pain. Her side ached as she stood, blood trickling down the obviously inadequate amount of protection she had on. She looked up and saw her home in the distance. Popstar and its many blue rings glistened in the distance. She didn't take the time to look upon the beauty of the planet she lived on went traveling to summon Nova to fight Galacta Knight.
"This'll be a long way back, and I don't think I'll make it."
yes this is a long jump in age for Terra and yes I haven't updated in a while but be quiet ill try harder next time
thanks for reading