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Slowly, MetaKnight opened his eyes... around him, only darkness... he remembered the events that had happened...
Altought he had only recently became a true knight, he was already respected... not that it surprised anyone. After all, he had been chosen by the holy blade, Galaxia, so this was to be espected... but still, people hadn't espected him to grow so quickly in power and skill...
Yet, all the preparation in the worldcouldn't have prepared for the challenge he faced. He was praticing with a few other young knights and trainees on a open field far from the city when they came... the forces of Darkness... the Dark Matter.
One of the dark spawns slowly floated to his level and then asked him politely to come with them. Of course, he told the evil being to return where it came from. The dark fiend then began to start babbling apologies for some reason... and once he was finished, the forces of Darkness charged foward.
Wielding the holy sword with great skill, MetaKnight struck down the dark fiend and then quickly reduced to ashes the few next black spheres that dived toward him. The enemies weren't so tough... but he had failed to notice until it was too late that the enemy had formed a perimeter around him in order to keep his fellow knights and the trainees from helping him.
There wasn't much to be done... but he still believed that if he fought hard enough, he would escape... but he had been wrong. The enemy attacked all together, from everyside, burrying him under a rain of black liquid. MetaKnight twirled Galaxia, sending it's deadly power everywhere in an attempt to chase the darkness... but not to avail.
As he was engulfed into the darkness, he espected to be reduced to shreds... but unstead, he felt as if he was lifted toward the sky. The forces of Darkness were capturing him so that they could enslave him!
Helpless, MetaKnight felt the black liquid entering his body and gaining control of his body... and then, at some moment, the black liquid left his body for a reason he ignored... but even then,what happened next was too confusing for him to remember clearly... Hecouldremember onlya fewmoments clearly under the form of pictures...
A dark comet in space... a red planet covered with black clouds... a masked being wearing a long black cape... a strange lab...
Then, two pictures... the first was one of a being that seemed almost identical to him and yet, was pink and was emanatting the same dark power as the enemy... and then, there was this gigantic white sphere with a singleblood-red eye...
He assumed that the pink monster had been spawned by the masked being using him somehow... and the white sphere... it just confused him. What was it? What was it's purpose?... and why was there mercy in it's eye? The enemy cannot feel mercy... maybe it was a life-form possessed by the Darkness?
Then, there was a light in the darkness and the room in which he was became visible.
He was inside of a room deep within the Hyper Zone, the headquarters for the forces of evil. The room was completely empty... save for the strange, transparent box which contained him.
The walls, floor, and ceiling of the room were transparent too, as they were seemingly made of glass, and you could see a black and blue liquid flowing behind them... Above the cage, a strange round object was filling the room with light...
In front of him was floating the enemy. Just below him, the pink monster. MetaKnight was shocked however by it's appearance... it was similar to him... too similar... almost like a clone exept for it's color and it's eyes... it's eyes... they seemed to pierce trought his soul while his eyes met an unbreakable barrier when looking into them.
"So... you are MetaKnight..." said the black monster.
MetaKnight turned to the enemy. He wouldn't anwser. Not to a monster!
"Look, my son... this is MetaKnight, a being from a distant world. You were born using cells from this being..." said slowly Medius, so that Kirby would understand... altought he doubted he would.
Kirby was merely a few months old. Beings of MetaKnight's specie takes 300 years to mature and as such, normally, Kirby would have taken that much time to mature too... but Nightmare had mutated him so that altought he would still have an extremely long longevity, his childhood would have a normal lenght, like 15 years, unstead of 300. This way, he would mature at the same time as Dark Matters of his age and thus, it would make his life easier.
"Da... ddy?" said the young Kirby, looking at the black sphere over him. Then, he turned toward MetaKnight, pointed at him and said: "MedaKnid."
MetaKnight stared at the pink monster... the enemy had called it it's son... but this was impossible. The enemy spawns new monsters, they do not have children, families,or friends. The Darkness is nothing but pure evil!
Kirby didn't understood the reason why MetaKnight was filled with such hatred...
"Why angry?" asked the small child.
MetaKnight didn't anwsered. This was a trick and he wouldn't fall for it!
"My son..." begun Medius. "Dark Matters are not widely accepted unfortunately... they are some people who feel that our specie may be mean becease of what we look like."
"Kirby doesn't think daddy and mommy look mean." said Kirby, not understanding how somehow would judge all Dark Matters to be evil becease of their appearance.
Medius turned to MetaKnight...
"You aren't very talkative, aren't you? Great intelligence and power are within you. It's not like you can't talk, do you? Let us discuss..."
MetaKnight spitted in the enemy's face. Both Kirby and Medius were shocked of this. Kirby stood there, staring at his "father"... and then turned to MetaKnight.
"Meanie! You're mean!" yelled the small child as loud as he could.
"Don't hate him, Kirby. He doesn't know your father is not evil." said Medius to his son, trying to calm him.
However, Kirby hadn't calmed. This blue meanie had did something to his father and he didn't liked it!
"Meanie! Meanie! Monster!" yelled Kirby.
"YOU are the monster, abomination!" replied harshlyMetaKnight. He wouldn't let a monster insult him!
Kirby's eyes filled with tears and then, he begun to cry.
Medius tried to calm Kirby and then, seeing as hewouldn't calm him as long as he could feelMetaKnight's hatred, hebringed him out of the room. He asked the guards, two experienced NZ Dark troopers, to lead him to his room. Then, Medius closed the door and turned to MetaKnight.
"May you like it or not, this "monster" is your son as well for your blood flows trought his veins. That's not the way to threat your son, isn't it?" said Medius.
"This is nothing but an abomination you created to destroy us all! I'll never believe anything the forces of Darkness says! EVER!" yelled MetaKnight, at the top of his lungs. He would never accept this... thing... as a relative!
"I figured out that your specie had an intelligence level that was too limited for you to understand that one's physical appearance does not determine if you are good or not." said Medius. Altought what he had said was insulting, there was no hatred in his voice. He was just stating a fact...
MetaKnight didn't said anything. He had nothing to say to a monster!
"Anyway..." continued Medius. "We cannot keep you here forever."
He knew it! They would probably torture him and then kill him!
"We shall return you to your homeworld." finished Medius.
MetaKnight's mind was filled with confusion. Return him to his homeworld? Why? That made no sense... what good would it be for their plans of world conquest?... or maybe they just needed Galaxia, not him. Probably it!
"We're also giving you back your sword." said Medius after a short pause.
MetaKnight was totally confused now. They will give him back Galaxia? They must be probably the most incompetant evil ones he had seen...
"Why?" tought aloud MetaKnight. MetaKnight then gasped, realising he had tought aloud!
"I know this will sound confusing to you... but we never meant any harm. We took you to our world becease it was needed... and now that we no longer need you, we're releasing you." explained Medius.
"Non sense!" replied MetaKnight. "I know what goes in the head of the forces of Darkness! You want to destroy us all!"
"I'm not arguing with you. Your perceptions are clouded by your hatred. There is nothing I can say to make you see the truth..."
Medius opened the cage. MetaKnight jumped toward Medius! He didn't cared if he didn't had Galaxia on him! He was going to destroy this monster with his bare hands if he needed to!... but Medius simply floated higher, out of reach.
"Come down and fight, coward!" yelled MetaKnight.
"I have no quarrels with you."
Then, something came out of Medius... Galaxia! It fell off him and landed next to MetaKnight.
"We have locked every path in this castle exept for the one you need to take to leave this castle. At the end of the path is a spaceship. It will return you to your homeworld."
MetaKnight took Galaxia... and then, he pointed it at Medius and... nothing? Why? Wasn't it supposed to shoot beams of light at foes? What was wrong with it?
"By the way, your sword was drained of it's power so, no, you won't be able to kill anyone on your way to the exit." stated Medius.
MetaKnight, frustrated, decided to finally leave the room and head toward that so-called spaceship.
In his current state, he cannot destroy the enemy... but he will gather troops and then, he return to this world and destroy ALL of the forces of Darkness! Good shall prevail!
As MetaKnight left Darkstar aboard the small ship they had lended him, Medius sighed... Dark Matters had an enduring reputation as evil beings... and no matter what they did, people continued to pelt them for their past actions unstead of turning toward the future. Such a sad state of affairs... well, it couldn't be helped, not right now at least.
MetaKnight tried to control the ship... but the ship had a permanent auto-pilot and furthermore, all those controls were confusing...
MetaKnight was a knight, not a pilot and add to this the fact that Dark Matter ships are very different from regular spaceships and it becomes obvious why MetaKnightwouldn't be able tocontrol it even if there was no auto-pilot... which shows how vain his attempts were.
Still, he was relieved that the ship indeed returned to his world unstead of flying into a star. He had tought the Dark Matters would send him to his doom... but that hadn't been the case, which was weird...
As the black sphere crashed on thesurface of his homeworld, it shattered into thousands of pieces, releasing MetaKnight. Since the liquid ship had shattered upon impact, MetaKnight wouldn't be able to use it to return to Darkstar.
MetaKnight stared at Galaxia... it had seemingly recovered it's power. Looks like the power drain had been only temporary... which means he should have remained at the enemy's planet longer! Well, at least, he was back and would be able to mount an offensive against the enemy!
He looked around him, trying to figure out where he was... and quickly found out that he was back at the empty field where he had fought the enemy before being captured.
His friends were waiting for him. They must have seen the black ship crashing down and came as soon as possible...
MetaKnight advanced toward the closest knight and prepared to say something but the knight unsheated it's blade and pointed it at him!
"Not one step further!" thundered the knight.
"What? Don't you recognise me?" asked MetaKnight, totally confused of the knight's reaction.
"I do not believe you would return unharmed after being captured by the forces of Darkness. Either you were possessed... either you turned to the side of evil!"
MetaKnight looked around. All of his friends... all of the knights and trainees... they had taken their weapons and pointed them at him. They all believed he was evil or something...
"Listen..." begun MetaKnight as he tried to explain what happened... but the knight didn'tgave him the time to explain.
He dashed toward MetaKnight and then slashed him! A clean cut was made on his face, splattering the ground with blood...
"HEY! What was that for?" asked MetaKnight as he grasped his face in pain, not believing that a friend would attack him...
"Hmmm..." the knight stared at MetaKnight's blood, on the ground... "Your blood is red... when one is possessed, their blood turns black which means that... you betrayed us all!"
MetaKnight couldn't believe this. They were not even letting him explain himself!
"You have disgraced your family, your people, your specie! You are unworthy of the holy blade, Galaxia! Give it back... or die!"
MetaKnight stared at the knight... then at his (former) friends...
"Look! I didn't betrayed you all! It was..." begun MetaKnight.
"ENOUGH!" yelled the knight. "Prepare to die, monster!"
MetaKnight was struck from all sides at once. Various weapons pierced trought his skin, splattering blood all over the ground... but it wasn't the weapons that was truly hurting him... The others... they had not even given him a single chance to explain. He had been judged solely on appearances... soon, his tears mixed to the blood... and then, he received a direct sword thrust in the side and fell down.
MetaKnight espected to die from this wound... and so did his former friends. He been litteraly cut to pieces and there was barely any part of his body left intact.
His former friends left him to die, believing he was a being too low to deserve being finished off. As for Galaxia... they didn't took it, as they figured out that the sword must have been tainted becease it was wielded by a being as vile as MetaKnight.
Covered with injuries and disgraced, MetaKnight welcomed the sleep that soon overcame him, confusing it with the cold sleep of death...
END OF CHAPTER 2