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The Origin of MetaKnight

Part Two: Darkness Rising

By: OmoChao

The peaceful times on Pop-Star were about to be shaken. MetaKnight looked out the glassy window of his reconstructed threshold. The Halbird had risen once more! His triumphant return would mark the death of his rival, but not so soon. This victory had to be planned, and fully thought out. Nothing would go wrong this time. Nothing at all...

"I'm hungry and I still haven't caught anything." cried Kirby. Sitting by the stream he looked up at the sky. It would seem that something big was going to happen. But he just shrugged it off returning to his fishing. Soon his pole was being pulled at, and he leaned backwards sending a rainbow trout out of the water and into the air. The puffball sucked in enormous amounts of air as well as the hooked fish. Instead of getting the hook stuck, he pulled it out, with the fish safely in his mouth. He swallowed. He then laid back and drifted into a sound rest.

Back on the Halbird a figure walked into the room occupied by his Lord and knelt down. He seemed a bit afraid, after all this is the person who went toe-to-toe with Kirby. And that was a real accomplishment seeing as he or any of his minions have never managed to stand a chance against the Pink Puffball himself. He opened his mouth to speak, hoping not to disturb his leader.

"...You wanted to see me Dark Lord?"

"Commander, make sure the Cannon Core is working properly," the purple Dreamlander called out.

"Right away sir! We won't let Kirby foil our plans again." the Commander ran out of the room at top speed and towards the Cannon Core, which seemed to be heavily upgraded. It now included a Homing Missile feature, along with an almost unlimited power source.

"Come to me Kirby...Come to me and face your impending doom!" his laugh was projected around the room as he stared down at Pop-Star. Soon he would rule this planet, and perhaps he would even spread his evil reign across the galaxy. He nodded to himself, but for now he just kept his eyes on Pop-Star and the silent promise of his regain of utter control.

The masked antagonist turned from the window and walked towards a computer. He was positively beaming with pleasure. With a few hits of a key he could release fear upon the world. A three-dimensional image of his stronghold appears on screen as he magnified the Weaponry Wing, making some minor adjustments. His eyes showed a look of anger, and hatred never seen before, not even with his first encounter with his brother. He bellowed out a large command to the Voice Communication Unit.

"Computer! Magnify power ten times normal! I want all citizens of this planet to bow down to their rightful leader! This is Pop-Star's darkest hour," another horrid laugh was heard as he waited for his enemy to come to the rescue. Until then he just watched and listened to the sounds of his laughter bounce around the room. This was a battle he intended not to lose...

Afterthoughts: Okay, this chapter/part was a bit shorter than the first. But I had to cut it in half. I'm using the other ideas for chapter/part three. Until then you'll just have to wait and see what happens next. It will be a bit more violence focused, so those who don't like war and such read at your own risk. Remember, review if you think it's worth the time!