KirbsterMK: Yes, updating has been hell for me. And the rating has changed! Mainly because violence will be added later on. Since the first part began not making sense to me, I've found a reason for it not to do so. Most of it is just like, 'OMG, MetaKnight is so out-of-character!' Yeah, I kinda realized that after the first chapter, but was too lazy to revise it. *sweatdrop* It'll make sense in some later chapter, don't worry.

Hmm . . . Well, My friend Steffanie and I have both decided that MetaKnight's voice is way too deep in the dubbed English version for his own good. And Blade's mumbling annoys me. So, if you ever wonder why in Part II or later chapters why I don't say MetaKnight has a Spanish accent, or Blade doesn't mumble . . . just know that I'm using their Japanese voices. :-D

Again, very short chapter, most of it is my author's note, but, hey, chapter one should be done soon, anyway. ^_^ See ya then!

Summary- Several years after Kirby crash-landed in Dreamland, Kirby begins to wonder about his past. When certain memories come rushing back to him, he looks to MetaKnight for answers. What he doesn't know, is that while MetaKnight explains his past to him, the risk of an attack from one of NME's most feared monsters grows higher, and only with the help of some new allies can Kirby defend his friends . . .

Part II:

Prologue

Kirby-

            I looked around the small town. The sun hadn't risen yet, and the morning was cool, so I had gone out to get some fresh air. I had sensed something out here, but I didn't know what.

            Perhaps a monster . . . Or maybe . . . Geez, now I was thinking like MetaKnight. He had trained me, and although he said I was far from reaching my greatest powers, I had grown a lot.

            Tiff and Tuff were always around. Tuff his usual haughty self, and Tiff, well, smart as ever. The two had begun to learn how to handle a sword, though MetaKnight hadn't been to keen on the idea of teaching them how to fight.

            From what I could see, everything was peaceful . . . it was then that I heard footsteps from behind me.

            I swiftly turned around to see what the source of the footsteps was, when I saw a wolf-like creature not too far from me. It had white fur, ruffled gently in the wind, and a dark grey marking resembling a long diamond that stretched from its forehead to its nose. Its wings were those of a dragons, also white, but covered in scales, and the webbing on the inside was turquoise. Its eyes were a hypnotizing gold, the ruffs of fur around its ankles the same shade of turquoise as its wings' webbing, and its tail long and not-too-wolf-like.

            It walked up and spoke to me. "Are you the Star Warrior . . . named Kirby?"