Memories and Plans...
Okay then, now that we have them prepared and all that jazz, let's get them to head out for the Necrosi! This'll be the end of the Clans Arc and beginning of another. There will be fight scenes, but it's all flashbacks to see the pain some of these have suffered. Still Again, for people who have yet to understand, this is Alternate Universe. It does not follow Canon entirely. Only mine. Quit effing bugging me about it. 'Kay?
Kirby...
Kirby was a young Star Warrior, sure. He's just now learning how to say things other than 'poyo', the language of the baby Star Warriors. But he was powerful. Incredibly powerful, in fact. Many Star Warriors with three times his experience aren't half as powerful as Kirby. He was the Chosen One. The Star in the Darkness.
Nightmare's Headquarters...
Everything was black. The young Star Warrior couldn't see anything and was horribly frightened. He was in a small holding cell. A humanoid monster walked up to the small holding cell in a black lab coat that had a few blue stars on it. His glasses were made of crystal, giving off a small refracted light. Somehow, he could see despite that and began running tests on Kirby.
"Wake up, Project: Star," the monster-scientist said.
Kirby shuddered at the cold, slimy voice, but did get up, looking scared and confused.
"Project: Star does respond to command at only 2 years of age, quite young for a Star Warrior," the monster-scientist dictated into a recorder.
Kirby cocked his head, staring at the odd scientist.
"Now, Kirby, it's time for the first test of the day."
Kirby moaned as he was placed, quite roughly, on a platform. Several objects were on all sides of him. The countdown started. 3. 2. 1. GO!
Kirby rapidly sucked up the objects. He then transformed. A long black cloak formed around him. A black band with a silver skull on it appeared on Kirby's head and he held a scythe. A complicated combination of items lead to Grim Reaper Kirby. (Sword; Original Six Elements; Dark; 2 Magic; Time; Scythe)
Then a giant four-armed knight-like Monster floated in, menacingly. Kirby glared at it, his training from Nightmare and the scientist-monster kicking in. His eyes flared a smoky green as he flew into the giant Monster, his scythe swinging. The Monster shot one of his arms at Kirby, but missed narrowly. Kirby then sliced the arm cleanly in two. The Monster roared in anger and anguish and flew at Kirby. Kirby focused for a second and his scythe began glowing. He then was on the other side of the Monster so fast it looked like two seperate frames.
The Monster turned around and prepared to launch all its arms when it fell into nothing but scrap. Kirby floated down to the ground, the cloak around him moving almost shadow-like.
"Project: Star has shown an aptitude for blades, able to devastate Mega Titan with just a few swipes," the monster-scientist dictated, quite interested in the development.
"Of course, this is in no small part due to Lord Nightmare's brief corruption of the youngling," the monster-scientist added, scribbling something down.
"That was more of a purification, Manthra," Nightmare hissed in the scientist's, Manthra's, mind.
"Yes, of course, Lord Nightmare. Forgive me for my impudence," Manthra said, bowing to seemingly no one.
"Have you concluded your research for the day?" Nightmare boomed.
"I have one more test to administer," Manthra said, working on the console.
Kirby looked around to see a Machine Gun that appeared. He spat out the scythe and inhaled the Gun (Gunner) to become Manta Cannon. A large bronze knight came thundering in, making a large boom with every step.
Heavy Knight stopped and unsheathed his sword.
Kirby locked on to Heavy Knight and began charging up the cannon.
Heavy Knight raised up the sword and kept walking.
Kirby had almost finished charging.
Heavy Knight leapt into the air after gaining speed and came down.
Kirby still had Heavy Knight in his crosshairs and the charging was complete.
Heavy Knight was mere feet above Kirby, his sword striking down.
Kirby blasted the Manta Cannon point blank.
The explosion rocked the field as Heavy Titan was obliterated.
"Yessssss. Kirby is much stronger than I anticipated. He will make a great warrior in our Monster Army," Nightmare hissed.
"Yessir. And with the purification you've performed on him, he'll obey you implicitly," Manthra said.
"Open up the doors. I wish to discuss something with our new addition to the ranks," Nightmare said.
"Yes, milord," Manthra replied, opening the door from the console.
Nightmare floated in, "hello, Project: Star. ARGH!"
Kirby hadn't used all the charge on Heavy Titan, but he continued charging and had now used 100 percent power on Nightmare. He then dashed out of the door.
"Stop him!" Nightmare roared, in a fury, "KILL HIM!"
Manthra ran towards Kirby, a dagger drawn.
Kirby shot out a small blast from the Manta Cannon, knocking Manthra through the glass door, killing him. Kirby ran on into the docking bay.
A large Monster guarded the way, "What the hell do you think yer doin', pipsqueak?"
Kirby didn't answer, he had been charging up the Manta Cannon again and blasted the Monster with it, incinerating him. He leapt into the ship and set it for the closest inhabitable Planet. It took off and put him into a deep sleep/
It had been years before he finally reached Popstar. And during those years, he had lost that influence from Nightmare, and thus the training.
Meta Knight...
Meta Knight peered into the jewel of Galaxia, never willing to forgot the sacrifices of war. Many had died. Many of his family. Many friends. Far too many Star Warriors died. He was saddened by this. But he knew Star Warriors were immortal. When one died, the spirit would either create its own body or inhabit a body with another promising Star Warrior within its Clan to share its own teachings gradually as the Star Warrior grew.
But what had begun eating at Meta Knight was the enormous drop in Star Warrior population. They would've surely replenished by now. They were divided into Clans, that was a fact, but that made no difference except for fighting disciplines and general body design. They were still Star Warriors. Nothing would change that. So the Clan Geo Storm should 've been rebuilding by the time Rajiim returned. There should have been life there.
Only there wasn't. And that bothered Meta Knight. New Star Warriors should 've begun replenishing Dream Star several years before Rajiim's bootsteps echoed throughout the desolate planet. That meant something or someone was stealing the souls and keeping them so no new Generation of Star Warriors could come back...
Only one person he knew of could do that. But he was dead. Meta Knight saw him die.
Battle of Nioxx...
The Hurricane War was a series of battles that caused the schism in the Geo Storm Clan. Originally, there was just the Geomin Clan. But several raiders had begun taking over continents. They called themselves Storm Clanners. And they didn't use their elemental powers. They were soldiers who were born without their powers, then taught others that elemental powers were worthless and how they should bear arms.
The leader, Rayner, was ruthless in his strategies. He fought with guerilla tactics, which the Geomin Clanners weren't used to. So, the Geomin Clanners called out to other Clans to help them quash this rebellion quickly. The last battle was where Meta Knight first fought. And it was Rayner who could capture souls of Star Warriors. He had done so and grown nearly invincible.
"Now! Those Storm Clanners have been killing far too many Star Warriors for my tastes! Let's show them that no one messes with the Galactic Army without repercussions," the General of the Galactic Army leading this faction, a great soldier and leader named Krena.
Everyone cheered.
"Now, does everyone remember the strategy?" Krena asked, a smirk on his face.
Everyone laughed. Krena had one strategy: blast and hack the bejeezus out of the opposition. That was his first ever strategy and he had stuck with it. It rarely failed. So, why change?
"Those Storm Clanner rats are coming now. Everyone, get ready for possibly one of the toughest battles of your lives. Possibly in the history of the Galaxy.We will make history as the faction to wipe out the rebellious Storm Clanners!" Krena shouted, "CHARGE!"
The Star Warriors burst from everywhere. Bushes, trees, the building, the roof, the nearby creek. Everywhere. The Storm Clanners had no clue what the hell happened. They had conquered the capital city of Dream Star. They had defeated several key figures in the war. They devastated the armadas and weaponry. Things had been going so well. Now, they may be overtaken simply because they prolonged the war, allowing the enemy to study their strategy and wait for them to make the biggest possible tactical error.
Meta Knight was in the ranks. The Hurricane War had occured before even Nightmare came. It was thousands of years ago, so he was still just a foot soldier. This was the battle that would get him highly revered amongst other Star Warriors and it might've even been what had caused Galaxia to choose him.
He ran through the ranks, hacking through the various Monsters with the silver blade issued to all foot soldiers. A Monster burst from the ground, sending him flying upwards, debris around him. Then, Krena burst through it all, obliterating the rocks with several quick blasts, placing Meta Knight back on the ground, and firing a shot dead center in the Monster's head.
"Keep steady soldier! This charge shall be dead towards Rayner. Keep them damned Monsters and Storm Revolters off my back," Krena said, helping Meta Knight back up.
"Sir, yes sir!" Meta Knight replied, getting in a battle-ready position.
Krena darted forward towards the center of the Storm Soldier army, and Meta Knight followed, fleet of foot. Krena blasted most of the monsters out of the way, but Meta Knight did end up slicing through a few that almost managed to tear into either Krena or himself.
"You're pretty good, soldier!" Krena shouted over the roar of the battle.
"Thank you sir!" Meta Knight replied.
"What's yer name, son?" Krena asked, gunning down a few leaping Monsters and charging Storm Soldiers.
"Meta Knight, sir! Meta Knight," Meta Knight said, leaping through the air and slicing through several Storm Soldiers.
He landed on his feet with one hand helping to take the shock, then he darted forward again, Krena right beside him still.
"There's our target! He's right there! RAYNER!" Krena roared.
"Ah, the mighty Krena chooses to oppose me?" Rayner asked, amused.
Meta Knight was about to say something, but a Monster dived towards him and he had to defend himself.
"That's damn right! You've killed too many Star Warriors, Rayner," Krena growled, threateningly.
Rayner smiled arrogantly and Krena charged, his gun put away and his sword out. The two clashed. Rayner hit hard enough to put a brief enough shock into Krena that he slammed him again with his sword, knocking Krena back a few feet. Krena rolled back up, leapt into the air and threw his sword down as hard as possible. Rayner blocked the blade, but he had to pause from the shock of the blade.
Krena had enough to time to pull out his gun and blast several dozen times. About a dozen hit the target. The rest missed or were deflected as Rayner quickly recovered from the shock. The blasts were deflected right back at Krena. He fell to the ground and collapsed. Rayner laughed mockingly a bit as he walked slowly to Krena. He raised up his sword, then gasped in pain and surprise to see a sword sticking right out of his chest.
Krena took the opportunity and blasted Rayner right between the eyes. The leader of the Storm Revolt crumpled, revealing Meta Knight, his armor broken off, his face bloody, and his left arm hanging limply, as if broken or severely damaged. But his eyes held a triumphant fire in them.
"You did good, Meta," Krena choked out.
"Are you okay sir?" Meta Knight asked, trying to help Krena up.
"Leave me be Meta. My wounds are too severe. Help out your comrades that need you now. I need only time," Krena said, semi-smiling then wincing in pain.
"Yes sir!" Meta Knight said, pumped, as he ran off to help his brothers-in-arms, so to speak.
Donokbe...
Donokbe. A simple being, really. He had seen war. Yet he seemed unaffected. Active word: seemed. He, like many others, covered his warrior's spirit with a mask. The worst battle he'd ever fought in was during the Storm Wars. Now, he was getting ready to throw himself into another conflict like everyone on the ship. He musta been crazy or somethin'...
Durese II...
The Hurricane Wars. Some believe the Battle of Nioxx was the bloodiest and biggest battle of the Hurricane Wars. Not so. The Battle of Durese II was even worse. The Star Warriors had discovered then that Rayner had allied himself with Monsters. Possibly from one of the older Generals of the Chaos Lord. Most speculated that Rayner allied himself with Sirnor, the most powerful General at that time. They were right.
The Star Warriors had scanned the planet for the base and found thousands of Monsters and Storm Clanners alike. They decided to bring in all reserves for it to quickly quash the army that had gathered there.
Phoenix Bots rained down like meteors. Each Bot held about 5 to 7 Star Warriors. Donokbe was in the backseat of one of the Phoenix Bots.
"Hey, Rutum, I heard a rumor that Sirnor s'posed to be on this planet," Naram whispered.
"I hope to the Sages he ain't. We got enough problems as is, what with the thousands of Monsters and damned Storm betrayers," Rutum replied.
"He's there. Sirnor wouldn't just ally himself without trying to kill of as much of the Galactic Army as he possibly can. Same goes for any other Monster General that possibly became allies with Rayner," Donokbe said.
"We're almost on the planet! Get ready for the landin'!" the pilot, Crat, shouted.
Everyone was briefly jarred, but okay.
"Move out! I'll need Rutum and Naram to man the left and right guns, respectively. Soni, you make sure everything's running smoothly and fix anything that ain't! The rest of ya', head out into battle!" Crat shouted.
Donokbe and Noklin complied, jumping out the door. Noklin headed for the closest monster, while Donokbe darted for the next Phoenix Bot.
The place was utter chaos. Stray shots were everywhere. It was easy to find several Star Warriors ganging up on a Monster or vice-versa. Donokbe helped out any Warrior he found in need.
He then found one of the larger Monsters. One of Sirnon's Generals. Rentel. He was reptilian in appearance, although he had a cybernetic right arm. Rentel had a cloak covering his legs completely except for the metal boots. He held a scythe and noticed Donokbe.
"Ah... another prey for the Reaper of the Battlefield," Rentel growled.
"That previous prey will be your last!" Donokbe shouted, lunging towards Rentel.
The Reaper of the Battlefield slammed his scythe down, with the intent of gutting Donokbe. The Star Warrior wouldn't die that easy, however, and grabbed the rod right under the blade. He swung above the scythe head, then slid down towards Rentel. He leapt off the rod and kicked Rentel dead in the face.
Rentel cried out in pain, then swiped with his left hand, and grabbed Donokbe.
"You'll pay for that, midget," Rentel grunted.
"I prefer the term "vertically challenged"," Donokbe quipped, slipping out of Rentel's grasp and pulling out his sword.
Rentel made the scythe disappear and turned his arm into a gatling gun, his aim on Donokbe. Donokbe gasped, but fell to the ground, the bullets close enough he could hear them whizzing by. He rolled about, quickly getting closer to Rentel until he was right under him. Donokbe unfurled from his ball form and made a large gash in Rentel's legs with his sword.
Rentel roared in pain and fell to the ground. He shot Donokbe in the leg, making him crumple. A Star Warrior came running through. The anonymous Warrior threw his sword through Rentel's head, leapt on him, and ripped it out. He then kept running through.
Donokbe thanked whatever benevolent force just saved him. It had been Strife, surprisingly, but he never really got a good look at him. He got back up and headed for the nearest Phoenix Bot for medical attention and possibly a position as a gunner...
Strife...
Strife. A bounty hunter. Mercenary, really. He was ruthless with his prey and much more often preferred killing, unless he got more money otherwise. He had been in a few wars. None of them really bothered him. What had was one particular hunt...
Serrok Star...
After the Monster Wars, every planet still "alive" was renamed and had Star added on the end. This was to symbolize the new peaceful millenium. The Star Millenium. Originally, this had been Correso. And it was here Strife had his most memorable hunt of all.
His prey had a bounty on her head of 100 Thousand Stars. That would be enough to set him for life. He'd never have to kill again. Her name was Taran Wethal. And she had pissed off the wrong people. She was one of the rare groups of Star Warriors that were a master of fighting styles, magic styles, and the control of elements. An Etheri. They were hated for not having helped the Star Warriors in the Hurricane Wars, but especially for the less-talked-about Ether Civil War.
The Etheri Civil War happened shortly after the Great Monster War, but ended quickly, thankfully. It was caused when a faction of the Etheri broke off and became evil. They christened themselves Umbrasi, and they waged war on the Galaxy. It was ended with the death of Lord Kano, the leader.
Now, Taran Wethal, one of the last Etheri, had accidentally revealed herself. And she had a huge bounty now.
So, he had stalked her, setting up traps in various places, waiting for the right time. And he found it.
She had gone into a small mining tunnel, where he had placed a large number of mines. She had been chased down there by a large series of traps. Now, she would die.
Strife waited in the shadows, but then noticed she walked passed the minefield without setting them off. Strife, furious, rushed out after her, his blades drawn. The mines, however, had only been briefly deactivated. And now, Strife was caught in explosions. But he survived. Barely.
"I knew you were following me. I can deactivate mines with a bit of manipulation of the air to make the detectors think nothing's passing them by," Taran said.
"So... fin... ish the... job. Kill... me," Strife moaned.
"No. It's now the way of my people. Not the way of the Etheri," Taran replied.
"No! I... couldn't stand... the thought... of... ow... ing... my life... to some... one," Strife struggled.
"Shhhh. Be still," Taran ordered, manipulating the impulses in his brain to render him unconscious.
She had spared my life, apparently healed me. She even opened my mind to the same powers she possessed. I couldn't stand it. But, I owed her my life. So I never hunted her or her kind again. I took up more bounties, but I never forgot her, her kindness, or what she did to me.
Rajiim...
Rajiim was an all around okay guy. He could be snippy and kind of an ars at times, but he was mostly okay. Anyone who had just met him would never have gotten the impression that anything bad had happened to him, really. And they'd be wrong.
At birth, Rajiim was normal. His time as a child was relatively normal, he developed and seemed more interested in being a Geomin Master than a Storm Commando. When he hit adulthood, he was great at both. But then the Monster War happened. He had elemental abilities, but he rarely used them so as to become a great Storm Commando. And he was...
Battle of Rochalam...
"General! What are your orders!" Vao-Zaal asked.
"We need to block in the Monsters from all sides. When they're cornered, let loose with every ounce of firepower we have!" General Sio replied.
"Who shall lead the charge?" Rajiim asked.
"We need to corner them, so we need several of our best Storm Commandos to fight," Sio answered, "Dawnak, Mettalis, Rajiim and I will lead the four charges to corner the Monsters! Dialob will fall today!" Sio ordered.
Dialob was higher-up on the Monster chain of command. One of the Generals of Nightmare, in fact. He was a great beast, with a multitude of horns and armor plates covering his body. A fiery aura surrounded him and he could summon that element. The temperature would rise just getting closer to him. But he was the monster General the Storm Commandos were faced with. The Storm Commandos were the ones other parts of the Galactic Army (the name for all the Clans under one banner) would call for the incredibly tough missions, like Dialob's campaign to conquer Rochalam.
"Dialob, while a great strategist, is rarely patient. He will strike before the day is through. We must get in our positions, NOW!" General Sio ordered.
The Storm Commandos shouted a chorus of "sir, yes, sir!" and hurried off to hide in the mountains nearby.
But Sio was incorrect. Dialob is neverpatient. He had already mobilized his forces and they were marching shortly after the Storm Commandos had successfully hidden.
It was a horrid sight. A great beast thundered over the hills. Dialob, the great beast, was leading his great army of monsters. He was rhino-like in appearance, albeit covered in plates and horns.
Within seconds the Storm Commandos burst out, with an element of surprise that wouldn't last long. They were on all four sides of the monster army. No prisoners.
Rajiim had his basic pistols out, then changed them into one weapon, similar to a heavy repeating carbine. And Rajiim let loose a spray of power blasts from it.
A scorpion-like monster came roaring out of nowhere at him. He had been taken by surprise, so he couldn't react. Another Star Warrior came up and sliced throught it.
"Keep fighting General! You have the Rainbow Clan with you!" the Star Warrior shouted, slicing through several more monsters. It had been Donokbe.
Several other Rainbow Clanners came out of the proverbial nowhere and helped out with the fight.
"Uthai! Watch your form!" one cried.
"Gigabyte me, Wynn," came a reply.
With the Rainbow Clanners help, the monsters were cut down in numbers til barely a handful were left along with Dialob, who was far more than a handful.
"Warriors! Ignore the monsters, GO FOR DIALOB!" Sio roared, leaping at the great beast.
Dialob roared out a laugh, "you pathetic Star Warriors shall never beat me!"
Dialob swiped a mighty claw, knocking Sio straight into the ground. Sio got back up, then pulled apart his sword into two guns. Sio got a platform via the nearest Rainbow Clanner's ears. He flew with tremendous speed, blasting away, shouting in rage.
"FOR THE CLAN RAINBOW!" was cried as virtually every Rainbow Clanner charged or leapt up towards Dialob to strike down the great beast.
"FOR THE CLAN GEO STORM!" was cried as the Storm Commandos began blasting away at Dialob.
In the end, it hadn't been enough. Dialob laughed virtually all of it off and began rapidly killing the Galactic Army that had attacked him. The remaining monsters had been struck down.
Rajiim was next to Sio, helping up his leader, "sir! What can we do? He's too strong!"
Sio pulled out a small orb, "Rajiim, it was good serving with you. Allow an old man the pleasure of being remembered for having killed Dialob."
"Sir! You're going to-" Rajiim asked, before Sio charged at Dialob.
"HEY! FUCKTARD! YOU THINK YOU'RE SOMETHING, HUH! DO YA'? YOU CAN'T DO A DAMN THING WITHOUT AN ARMY BACKING YOUR SORRY ASS UP!" Sio roared, as he leapt straight at Dialob's head.
Dialob roared in anger. And that's all Sio needed as he managed to get in his mouth. He pressed the orb as he was swallowed and said a silent prayer. Rajiim looked on in awe as Dialob moaned in pain, then was incinerated by the explosion ensuing.
The Storm Commando looked around to see a handful of Star Warriors left. Many had died today. But none would be forgotten. Rajiim saluted his fallen leader, then ran to his remaining crew to administer medical treatment.
Donokbe's Cave...
"Okay. Apparently, Rajiim's Ship was blown up or stolen. However, I've fixed up my own ship and merged it with the remains of Kirby's, Strife's, and Meta Knight's," Donokbe said.
"You found my ship?" Meta Knight asked.
"Yeah. It was difficult to find, out there in Wispy Woods. But, ole Wispy helped, so it was easy enough," Donokbe replied.
"What's the plan?" Sword Knight asked.
"Rajiim will lead us to Dream Star. From there, we can gather up Necrosi readings and pinpoint their current location," Donokbe said.
"You have a scanner device?" Blade Knight asked.
"Yeah, got it from my own ship," Donokbe answered, heading to the back of the cave.
The others followed and saw the ship. It was large and sleek, with Kirby's ship fixed up and built in as the cockpit. Meta Knight's ship and Rajiim's ship made up the main body, and Strife's ship was the main engine, having the biggest boosters.
"Will it hold us all?" Kirby asked.
"It should. Strife's ship could hold five Star Warriors. Meta Knight's could hold three. Mine could hold three. And Kirby's holds one," Donokbe said.
"It'll easily hold us all, then," Strife said.
"Well, let's load up and head out," Meta Knight ordered.
Everyone got their best weapons, basic necessities (food, water, etc.), and a few pieces of armor (not to mention the capsules Donokbe had created) and packed them in Strife's ship, which was pretty much the Cargo Hold. Meta Knight, Blade Knight and Sword Knight packed in Meta Knight's part of the ship. Rajiim was the pilot. Donokbe, Black Kirby, and Kirby stayed in Donokbe's part of the ship. Strife decided to stay in his part of the ship with the "cargo".
"We're blastin' off, guys!" Rajiim shouted, pushing the GO button. The rockets ignited and it shot off into space.
Mt. Color...
"Well, brother, what now?" a figure asked.
"We shall take off after them. I posessed a ship," the biggest figure replied.
"We shall have our revenge. Be it this year or in twenty years, we'll have our vengeance," the third figure growled.
BADUM! BADUM! BADUM!