A/N: And were back with more medieval junk. Meta Knight is about to be executed for reasons that are yet to be found out.
I think I'm getting better at this medieval dialect minus the disclaimer below.
Disclaimer: I own-eth nothing-eth! Nintendo-eth owns everybody-eth!
Whee! That was fun to do for the disclaimer! Maybe I'll do that for the rest of the story!
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--Chapter 3: Flashlights--
Fumu watched as Dedede raised the axe high up into the air and Meta Knight's eyes close, ready for the blade to come down. Bun dug into his shirt frantically. He pulled the flashlight out and glanced at it before he shouted,
"Behold thy wand of bloody death! Face its wrath-eth and die a slow, painful death!"
Bun waved the flashlight over his head, flickering the light on and off. The crowd, never seeing a flashlight before in their time, panicked. They ran in every direction possibly to avoid the light beam. Dedede dropped the axe and ran with them. Escargon following. Fumu looked at Bun strangely.
"That isn't how you speak their dialect but I suppose it doesn't matter. They're all gone!"
The children climbed up on to the wooden stand and walked over to Meta Knight. He stared at them wide eyed as he squirmed to get away from them.
"Meta Knight, we've come to rescue you!"
Meta Knight got up onto his feet and backed away, the light of the flashlight reflecting from his gold eyes. Fumu realized why he acted that way.
"Bun, turn the flashlight off. Can't you see it's freaking him out?"
"Sorry. It's just hard for me to imagine Meta Knight getting scared of a flashlight!"
As soon as the flashlight was put away, Meta Knight relaxed slightly but still kept his guard up.
"Wherefore dost thou want of I?"
Fumu grabbed the ropes that bound him and dragged him over to the axe where its blade cut though the ropes easily. Meta Knight examined his free arms before taking off.
"Hey! Is that how you thank us?" Bun shouted to him.
"Bun, he may be the only one that can help us get back. We have to follow him!"
He nodded and Kirby, Fumu, and Bun pursued Meta Knight into a dark alley.
"Man! He's fast!" Bun panted.
They had followed Meta Knight down several streets until finally they reached a dead end. However, he wasn't anywhere to be seen. Fumu and Bun looked around. They had seen him go this path. Kirby pointed up at a shadow overhead. Using wall jumps, Meta Knight stood on top of the roofs of the buildings surrounding them. He looked down to them in confusion.
"Surely mages such as thee have no need of I."
"Were not mages! We need you help!"
Meta Knight blinked before he laughed loudly.
"Thou hath power to call forth light from the heavens. Thou shouldn't need a common man such as I."
Meta Knight disappeared before they could say anything more. Kirby inflated himself and Fumu and Bun held on as he lifted them of the ground and on to the roof tops. Meta Knight bounded from roof to roof gracefully, completely the opposite of Kirby, Fumu, and Bun. The children had great difficulty balancing on the roof tops. Meta Knight gazed back at them, waiting. Finally, the kids collapsed at his feet.
"Where dost thou come from? From the east?"
"Let's just say a very faraway place," Fumu panted. "And by the way, Meta Knight I..."
Meta Knight looked at her confused before he burst out laughing, harder than the first time.
"Young mistress, thou art mistaken. My services do not lie with his majesty. I go as Sir Meta."
Sir Meta, led them across the roofs and back down to the streets where he took them to a old worn down building. Pushing a few crates aside, he revealed a long, narrow tunnel that led into the darkness. Bun instinctively turned on the flashlight which made Sir Meta jump.
"See? It doesn't really hurt you! I just said that to scare everyone away!" Bun said as he waved his hand in front of the light to prove it.
Sir Meta relaxed slightly but he still felt nervous around it. The navy blue puffball disappeared into the darkness, followed by Kirby, Fumu, and Bun.
Fumu felt her sides get scratched by stray roots that protruded from the dirt walls but said nothing and continued. Sir Meta stopped, Kirby, Fumu, and Bun nearly running into him. He lifted a wooden trapdoor above them and light burst in. The children felt their pupils shrink dramatically from being use to the darkness. Climbing out, Fumu gazed upon the hill they were on. A stone bell tower stood on the hill. Below, the castle and its village rested. Sir Meta walked up to the tower's dark wooden doors and pushed it open. Kirby, Fumu, and Bun followed him in.
Inside, the air surrounding them had the smell of the aging of wood, dust, and books. Cobwebs hung from the corners and smashed up wooden benches laid in the corners. In front of them, a moth eaten banner with the lion and GSA symbol drooped down from where it hung. This was Sir Meta's hideout.
"Pray tell why thou saved thy head from the axe?"
"Meta Kni-I mean, Sir Meta, we don't come from this time. We come from the future."
Sir Meta looked at them confused. Fumu sighed and attempted explaining again.
"We come from a period centuries later from now. The flashlight is something from that time."
Sir Meta blinked.
"Wherefore dost thou require thy help? Surely another could help thou."
"In the time we come from, there is another you. He always helps us out. That's why we came to you!" Bun said.
"Poyo!" Kirby agreed.
Meta Knight sat down on a non-broken bench and held his glove up to his head, thinking.
"So there is a future self of I?" He said quietly to himself.
Fumu could see that it would be difficult explaining to him. The concept of time travel and the future was beyond his time. After a long time of silence, Sir Meta looked at them again.
"I will help thee...for a favor in return."
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A/N: From now on, the medieval Meta Knight is going to be called Sir Meta, just to avoid confusion. Anytime 'Meta Knight' is mentioned, it will be when Fumu or Bun is refering to the modern Meta Knight.
Just as before, if you notice that I'm using a word incorrectly, please point it out! All this medieval stuff is going to take a while to get used to.
Please review!