Meta Boo23: Well here's the 7th chapter sooo….. yay! I own nothing except the lovable Don! Oh! And I found out the other day that I suck at DDR for Wii! TT.TT
Memories, Fighting, and Death
"He's right you know."
"Who?" Meta Knight peered up at the taller figure that sat beside him at a campfire.
The star warrior had spiky, yellow hair, amethyst colored skin, and a mask, much like Meta Knight's own, but the 'teeth' were on the bottom of the mask and a strip of metal made a straight part down his hair. He wore a black chest plate and a locket hung from his neck. His blue eyes stared into the fire, trying to avoid Meta Knight's gaze.
"Dark Knight" Jecra, the blonde knight, stated.
"I know…." Meta Knight sighed, "Sooner or later my past is bound to catch up with me and Nightmare will come for me once again."
A heavy blanket of doom and silence filled the air.
"Well I hope that it's later than sooner." Jecra joked, trying to lighten the mood.
"Me too… old friend!"
Early the next morning, Meta Knight awoke to a crash of thunder as cold sheets of rain poured onto the ground and in though the window. To stop the rain, he grabbed a spare blanket and covered the window. As he passed the mirror, he caught a glimpse of his reflection; yet it wasn't him. His orange eyes glared with angst and he could easily tell his demonic self was starting to show. This concerned Meta Knight, but the children's' safety was more important at the moment. He began his decent downstairs for breakfast.
Miraculously they all made it through the night, just a little bit shaken up after yesterday's traumatic events. None seemed to take notice to his orange eyes. They ate breakfast in silence aside from an occasional poyo from Kirby asking for more food.
"What'll we do now?" Don finally broke the silence with.
"I don't know! How am I supposed to know that?" Bun yelled.
"Well sorry for asking!!"
"Well sorry for asking," Bun mocked.
"That's it!"
Don charged at Bun with a clenched fist. Suddenly Meta Knight was in-between the two, catching Don's fist.
"That's quite enough." He said calmly, yet discerning.
"But he-" Don started.
"hehehe…Sucker" Bun snickered.
"Don, learn to control your anger and Bun-" Meta Knight glanced at each on accordingly.
"Yah?" He stared at Meta Knight.
"don't do that again."
Bun blinked, then realized something.
"Hey Meta Knight… Weren't you just over by the toaster?" Bun pointed all the way across the rather large room to a small, red toaster.
"…. Perhaps" Meta Knight muttered.
Meta Knight left the room leaving Bun and Don wallowing in self-pity and Kirby STILL eating.
Meta Knight ambled up the stairs, eyes green with thought.
Tomorrow the camping trip will officially end and they should be returning home; however with Dark Knight still lurking out there it isn't safe. We should stay here until Dark Knight is dealt with… hopefully without having revealed my origins…..
Finally reaching his room he unlocked the door. Blood was spattered everywhere. Bodies of Waddle Dees and Doos littered the floor of the trashed room; a regular old morgue.
Meta Knight peered around the room, doing his best to keep his emotions in check. He looked over to the shreds of the blanket that he had used for a curtain, now drenched from the relentless storm that still rained in. The message in smeared blood, upon the blanket, read; Watch your back, because there won't always be someone there to do that for you.
Meta Boo23: So what did ya think?
Bun: Well I thought it was-
Don: Shut up! No one cares what you think!
(the two begin fighting)
Meta Knight: Will you two ever shut up?
(they continue fighting)
Meta Knight: (sigh)
Meta Boo23: Don't worry it'll get better….. Anyways PLZ REVIEW!!