Dreamland
It had been quiet in the perpetually sunny world of Dreamland since the fall of Marx. Kirby, the pink puffball from another world preferred it this way. Although he was always willing to help a Dreamlander in trouble, Kirby preferred peace and quiet. Dedede had commanded the citizens of Dreamland build him a house, but while the refuge was welcome on the cold winter nights, usually he preferred to be an idle layabout under a tree, being a nomadic sort. That's where we find our hero today, lounging about under a shady tree in the outskirts of Green Greens' the main dwelling of Dreamland's citizens. But as in life, a misunderstanding can shatter peace.
CLANG
Kirby leapt up, perturbed by the blade that had struck the earth mere inches from where he lay. Kirby looked into the distance and saw Meta Knight flying closer. The mysterious warrior landed near the sword, drawing his own.
"Typical of you Kirby. Sunbathing before our duel."
What could be defined as Kirby's brow furrowed, "Poyo?"
"Don't lie to me. A mysterious figure approached me and said you'd challenged me to a duel."
"Poyo!" shouted an annoyed Kirby
"Kirby, now isn't the time to be indignant. You shall not make me waste my time."
A quick sigh, and Kirby grabbed the sword.
As soon as Kirby dawned the green hat of his Sword ability, the two lunged at each, going meeting each other strike for strike in a lightning fast display of technique. Kirby moved his sword to block the neck attack, but Meta-Knight, instead of striking his sword, tried to strike at Kirby's nub-like hands. Kirby yelped, aggressively slicing Meta-Knight's mask, which made an ear-piercing, metal -on-metal squeal. Meta-Knight furled his cape and teleported away. Kirby felt the wind shift directly behind him, moving to block Meta-Knight's sword blow. The two swords quivered against one another as they pushed for dominance.
"You know," Meta-Knight huffed, "Even though I despise such practices myself, I always wondered if you could manage a fight against a dis-honorable opponent. It appears I've underestimated your instinct."
Kirby smirked, throwing his light body into the air, and flipping backward as to kick Meta-Knight at the bottom of his mask. Meta Knight staggered, leaving himself completely open to a rolling, flipping volley of slashes, "Poyo-poy, POYO!" Kirby shouted with a smirk
Meta-Knight growled, " Cheeky little brat. I pay you a compliment, and you choose to one up me? Fine!"
Meta-Knight pointed his sword towards the sky. Lightning struck it
Kirby did the same, except the power of rainbows struck his as his sword grew two-fold
The two lunged, howling with intensity. As their swords clashed the imagery of lightning clashing threw rainbows exploded over them.
"EEEEEEYAH!" shrieked Kirby
He struck Meta-Knight's sword vertically. Meta-Knight grunted as the sudden downward shift in his balance caught him off guard. He was unable to block now. Kirby let forward a volley of sword attacks as Meta-Knight staggered forward, the last one sending Meta-Knight rolling through the air. The knight collided with the ground, launching into the air a second time.
As the wind whistled breaking the silence between them, Meta-Knight rolled to his belly
"I….ugh….I yield." Meta-Knight stammered between heaves of breath
"Excellent" a posh voice rang through, breaking the silence
The voice belonged to a purple figure, with a blue light for a face, made of seemingly a series of jagged shapes. The figure seemed to float from nowhere. Kirby took a defensive stance, but Meta-Knight growling broke his concentration
"You. Kirby's friend. The one who said he had challenged me"
Kirby's brow furrowed again, "Poyo poyo poy!"
Meta-Knight let out an inquisitive grunt, "If he's no friend of yours, then…"
"O Knight of Dreamland, your foolish pride makes you a gullible child. I mislead you. I had to see who the greatest warrior in this land was. I suspected Kirby's successes might be down to luck, or brute power as opposed to skill, but in truth he has a mind for technique that could grow to rival your own someday."
Meta-Knight silently nodded
"Kirby of Popstar" the mysterious figure spoke, "I invite you to a multi-dimensional combat tournament known as The Super Smash Brothers, to see who the best hero is. Are you interested in testing your skills, and your copy ability, against new foes?"
"POYO!" Kirby cheered, jumping into the air. Suddenly his happy expression changed into one of concern, "Poyyyo poyo poyo!?"
"Where we are going exists out of time and space. When you return, no time will have passed."
Kirby left back in shock, "POYO POYO!"
"Yes. I am a master of all language. And when we arrive I will give you a device that will allow you to speak the universal language, the language of your friend Meta-Knight"
"Poyyyyyoooooo"
"Yes, it is indeed 'cool'. Now, let me open the portal"
Spreading his hands, the figure opened a swirling portal to another world. Kirby happily jumped into the portal
"Oh. Meta-Knight" said the purple figure
Meta-Knight looked up
"Fret not, you are on a very short list of additional candidates. Your time will come sooner rather than later"
Meta-Knight nodded as the figure stepped into the portal, closing it behind him
"Hmph. Good luck boy" Meta-Knight said to the empty air as he limped towards town, "Not as though you'll need it."
