Meta Boo23: Here's the 8th chapter (pant pant)

Bun: Remind me why we're running again?

Meta Boo23: Don found out about cameras (takes off running again) (yells from distance) Remember I own nothing but Don!

A Visit from Dark Knight

Meta Knight let out a deep sigh. He was going to have to clean this up, but where to put the bodies?

Hmm…. I could through them in the pit with the other two, but it'd be too obvious…..

Meta Knight breathed another deep sigh.

I suppose I could use my wings and scatter them around the forest….. I guess that'll have to do….

Bun trudged up the endless stairs to Meta Knight's room.

(knock) (knock)

"Is there something you need, Bun?"

He whirled around to see none but Meta Knight.

"You really have to stop doing whatever you're doing! You scared me half to death! Anyways we're REALLY bored and want something to do and the rain's relentless and there's that demon that Don was being chased by... so what's there to do?"

Kirby came bounding up the steps with Don chasing him. Only when Don came to a halt did Meta Knight notice the gashes on his back that were dripping blood. The gashes formed letters upon which read: Protect your friends better.

"…help." Don squeezed out before he collapsed due to blood loss.

"Meta Knight... What's this mean?" Bun realized Meta Knight was no longer there.

Warping inside his room, Meta Knight found all the medical supplies he needed and warped back outside to attend to Don's injuries. Quickly he stopped the bleeding and wrapped the wounds.

"Poyo…"

"Will he live through this?" Bun looked concerned.

"With the amount of blood lost, it's hard to tell…"

Kirby and Bun looked down at Don.

"Don-o…"

"Don…."

They carefully moved him to his room's bed, trying not to reopen the gashes.

"He should rest for a while…" Meta Knight advised.

They all left Don to rest.

Later that night, after another silent meal and all were asleep, Meta Knight began to unload the dead Doos and Dees in secluded parts of the forest.

The wind felt wonderful against his wings. He felt free whenever he flew.

It pained him to end the long-needed flight so early, but Dark Knight was out there looking for him and he already had first blood. Meta Knight landed outside the lodge to double check that there wasn't anyone spying on them or stalking their 'prey'. He paced around the house with nothing, but the occasional rustle, howl, or squirrel. He flew back in though his bedroom window.

I have to protect my friends, but how can you protect them from me? Someone they trust….

Meta Knight decided to patrol the halls for a start.

If I have to tell them my origins, how? How will they react? Ugh……………………. Too many secrets to tell………. So …. Little…time…….

His wings, still sore from their lack of use, ached for another flight, but he ignored them.

The next morning was a ruckus. Don was awake, but not mobile, and Bun and Kirby were back to their old selves.

"Kirby, give me your toast!" Bun demanded.

"Poyo!" Kirby inhaled his toast.

"Kirby, can I have your pancakes?"

"Poyo!!"

"Give me those pancakes!!" Bun lunged at Kirby, who was running with a three-foot tall stack of pancakes.

A figure appeared in the door. The two paused and looked to see who it was.

"Hey Meta Kni-" A burnished silver sword was at Bun throat.

He could see it now; the imposter's blood red eyes looking almost through him.

"Do shut up" Dark Knight cold voice pierced the silent fog of fear.

Dark Knight pulled back his sword for a clean slash, which would decapitate Bun.

(CHING!)

There he stood; Meta Knight's golden sword Galaxia blocking his counterpart's, but barely.

"Bun, Kirby, get out of here now!" Meta Knight commanded.

Bun and Kirby raced for the stairs.

"I don't think so!" Dark Knight through his cape around himself, warping behind Bun, Dark Knight's sword was at his neck again. Kirby, however, made it up the stairs and was running for his life. "Your little friend may want to hear this."

"He… Hear wa.. what?" Bun spluttered.

"You wouldn't!" Meta Knight growled, eyes flashing furiously between red and amber.

Dark Knight laughed manically.

"Of course I would! It's why I exist! To make your 'reformed' life a living nightmare!" a devilish grin grew across his face, not that anyone could see it.

Dark Knight spread his pair of demonic bat wings.

"Muhahaha! ….. I'll be taking your little friend with me as a reminder, that Nightmare awaits your return!" Dark Knight took off and made a bee-line for the closest window, sword in one hand, Bun in the other.

A shocking sensation surged through his arm. Coiled around it was Meta Knight's whip.

"You aren't going anywhere!"

Dark knight grunted in pain and dropped the in-shock Bun. Meta Knight released his whip from its' taut grasp on his arm.

"hehe….." Dark Knight breathed heavily, "I'll be back for you later…"

Dark Knight's wings receded as he swathed his cape around himself, teleport somewhere not too far away. Meta Knight re-hid his whip back inside his cape as well as he regained control over his emotions. He walked calmly over to a stunned Bun.

"What? What happened?! Where's that evil guy?!" The still dazed Bun shot up and looked around quickly in fear. He stared back at Meta Knight.

"Gone, though I fear Dark Knight's not far…"

"Dark Knight?" Bun asked confused, "Meta Knight… you're holding out on us aren't you?"

Meta Knight sighed.

"I have much explaining to do….. don't I?" Meta Knight's voice saddened.

I had hoped that this day had never had to come. How will I ever explain this to them? Will they understand and be accepting like Jecra? Or just loath me for as long as they exist?

Meta Knight stared up to the sky in hope that destiny would play its roll.

"Meta Knight, you coming?"

"…………………….." The two walked into the other room together.

Don: Hehehehe! I caught you on camera! (Does a little dance)

Meta Boo23: (Takes out a hammer out of no wear and whacks Don on the head) That's what you get! Anyways sorry about the late update and remember: THE REVIEW BUTTON IS YOUR FRIEND!!