In a world with peace and tranquility, there is always a great evil.
Then, there is a hero, a character who is there to help.
But what is In between is unknown.
This is where the story begins...
The Blaze: The Power Unknown
A fanfic by Blade.
Prologue
A rainy day, as a small home rests on a hill. A thunderclap, and a small stir of movement inside the hut.
"Pyo," A small voice coos, afraid of the thunder. It was the voice of an eight-inch tall...well, we'll get into what he is later, but for now, his name is Kirby. He was thinking. He just came back from a fierce battle with the fiend, Dark Mind. He was earlier split into four, each with different strengths. He was confident, his yellow counterpart was smart, and could talk, his red one was fierce, and strong, and his green counterpart was strategic.
"Kirby, dinner is ready!" Yellow called. Kirby instantly shot into the room. He was mouthwatering at the sight of chicken, beans, salads, curry, and his favorite-spaghetti with meat sauce!
"PYO!" He yelled, hopping into his seat, and helping himself to the spaghetti, and chicken. He learned how to eat neatly, recently, twirling his fork in the pasta, then pulling it out, which made a ball out of it, then he ate it, then repeated, then he cut his chicken and ate it. All was well.
However...
"Ugh, this world is too joyful, I think it needs some modifications...MUAHAHA!" An unknown figure laughed, he then flew away. His mission, to conquer the universe...or is there more than one? Well, find out in...
Chapter 1
Mail, and Doo.
The next day, it was still raining.
"Mail call!" Yellow yelled from the doorstep. "We each got a letter!" Kirby ran into the same room first.
"Love poem from Ripple Star for you," he said. Kirby blushed, took it, and Green ran in.
"It's an ad for free saxophone lessons," Yellow said, handing the letter to Green. He jumped up and down. He was clearly happy. At about that time, Red came.
"...Hate mail from that Waddle Dee in Mirror World, you know, the one whose parents you ate?" Yellow bellowed. Red took it, and threw it away.
"...I got a certificate from the school...fascinating," Yellow whispered to himself. At that time, the rain stopped.
"Pyo!" Kirby, Green, and Red yelled, running outside to play tag. After a while a young Waddle Doo walked up, he looked weak, and then, he collapsed, creating a thud.
"Oh dear, is he alright?" Yellow asked himself, running outside, he scooped the Doo up. He looked no older than eleven. Yellow brought him inside, and placed him on a chair. Everyone else ran in to check on him. He looked weak, his eye then opened.
"Where am I?" He asked, looking around. He then laid his eye on Kirby.
"This is the Kirby residence," Yellow said. "those are Kirby, Red, and Green...You can take guess at my name...anyway, who are you?"
"I—I'm, called Odin, by my friends, but you can just call me Carl, It's my real name," The Doo said. "I'm homeless, and have been wandering, and..." He couldn't finish.
"Feel free to stay in the guest room, I can also get you some food..." Yellow said.
"Thank you," Odin whispered, trudging upstairs. "fool." His eye went dark, he was obviously possessed, but no one noticed. Who is this strange possessor? Find out in...
Chapter 2