A Quick Exercise
I'll have at least one more story within this particular AU. Oh, and Tiff and Tuff are Fumu and Bun. I'll try to fix it. One query: Which is which? If Fumu the girl or boy and the same for Bun. I can't remember... I only saw the Anime, which sucks, alright? Just like with One Piece, it was mangled (probably to a horrid extent).
Okay, NM, what would be the proper word(s) if 'whose in a grave' isn't? And why do you continue to read a story you don't like? It's rather senseless, really.
I must admit, I'm not as happy with my chapters as I used to be as of late. Although I liked the ending of last chapter. I'm odd that way.
I explain Kirby's personality as a child being forced to grow up really fast. It's been fun and games for a while, but now he's been put in mortal danger on multiple occasions.
Dream Star, Zyan District, Sector 43,22...
The Star Warriors climbed slowly out of the junked ship.
"Good job, Rajiim. Should kill you now or later?" Strife growled.
'Calm yourself, Strife,' Ber'l chided.
Rajiim ignored him and pulled out a small device. A holographic map popped up and a small red arrow blinked in a northward direction. Rajiim walked off in the direction of the arrow.
"Where are you going?" Strife demanded.
"To Dakron Shai. There's a large Necrosi reading in the direction I'm heading. Gotta' be him," Rajiim answered.
Unknown...
The silhouette chuckled darkly, then activated the computer's communication function. A small light flickered at the bottom of the screen, but nothing else indicated it was on.
"Your orders, sir?" a voice asked from the other end.
"Converge on the reported site. Attack ruthlessly. And, general?" the silhouette asked.
"Yes sir?" the general asked.
"Send weaker soldiers to report. You'll need your stronger ones for battles," the silhouette growled.
The general gulped audibly, "Yes sir."
The silhouette cut off the computer and began pacing.
Zyan District...
"Stop guys, listen. Can you hear it?" Strife asked in a whisper.
"Hear what? Okay, that's coming from me," Donokbe demanded, indicating his enormous ears, each over his width, giving him the appearance of a watch.
"I hear it, too," Kirby assured the group.
"It is the sound of Black Spirits in use," Meta Knight said.
"Necrosi SCUM!" Rajiim roared, pulling out a large gun.
"When'd he get that?" Black Kirby asked Kirby.
"No idea. Let's not ask the crazy man with the big gun, though, 'kay?" Kirby replied.
"Yeeeeah," Black Kirby muttered.
Rajiim looked around, wildly, for some Necrosi to fry. He would get his wish real quick. The Necrosi burst in through walls and other areas, blasting away with the Black Spirit each one of the retches possessed.
JINNNNNNNNNNNN.
The gun glowed brightly and started vibrating violently in Rajiim's hands.
Meta Knight unsheathed Galaxia and sliced through several of the Necrosi, sending waves of Black Spirit everywhere, knocking rows of the evil ones back. Sword Knight and Blade Knight joined the fray as well, but were less effective, understandably.
Strife, rather than use his Gauntlet, pulled out Sun's Flame and Cloud's Patience, then went on a rampage. Donokbe pulled out his Rein Sword, which glowed black with the Black Spirit, in reaction to the Necrosi Jewel contained in the sword. Fortunately for him, the Necrosi Jewel absorbed most of the Necrotix (Black Spirit Energy) thrown at him.
Kirby and Black Kirby had absorbed a few Necrosi soldiers, along with staves, and transformed into Umbra Staves versions of themselves. They stood back-to-back and twirled their staves, sending off waves of black energy, some of which would slice through the Necrosi.
YINNNNNNNNNNNN.
"GET BEHIND ME!" Rajiim ordered.
The Star Warriors readily complied, with little difficulty.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
The gun tore through the legions, incinerating half their number. The Star Warriors looked at the scattered Necrosi remnants and smirked.
"Strife?" Rajiim asked.
"Sure thing," Strife answered.
He activated his Gauntlet and pressed the jewel. Moments later, they heard the Warp Star Strife had stolen come jetting for them. He jumped on the Myst Cycle and zipped around the field, blasting at the survivors with deadly accuracy.
"SAVE ONE!" Rajiim ordered.
Strife glanced at him, nodded, and picked up one, who was cowering in fear. He returned to the group and dropped the soldier. Rajiim slammed the soldier into the wall.
"WHO SENT YOU!?" Rajiim demanded.
"Dakron!" the soldier screeched.
"Why!?" Rajiim shouted.
"I dunno! Something about Rayders in the Zyan District!" the soldier screamed.
Rajiim sneered, held up his basic pistol, a Xigbar, and shot through the soldier's chest, spraying blood everywhere. Black Kirby shouted in anger, but Kirby actually kicked him.
"He was a prisoner! You never kill your prisoners!" Kirby shouted.
"He was a NECROSI. He might've been the one who killed my parents," Rajiim shouted back.
Kirby kicked him down again, "This is not about you! This is about the galaxy! Don't succumb to the same Darkness the Necrosi fight alongside! I feel it coming off you! You're more like them every day!"
This time Rajiim had Kirby in the air and slammed him into the wall.
"DON'T YOU EVER COMPARE ME TO THEM AGAIN YOU BASTARD!"
"THEN CALM YOUR ANGER! DON'T LET IT CONSUME YOU LIKE IT DOES THE NECROSI!"
Rajiim let Kirby fall to the ground, turned around, and continued in the direction he had gone before, in pursuit of whatever the arrow pointed him to.
The Realm of Dakron Shai...
The infamous silhouette chuckled darkly as he watched what had occurred. Already the seeds of dissent had been planted, and he had done it unintentionally! These Star Warriors may be the easiest target yet!
"Sire, the convergence failed. What should we do?" the general asked, on the communications line.
"Do nothing but watch the events unfold for now. In the meantime, send me one of the Necrosi women. I'm in the mood for... a bit of entertainment before a light snack," Dakron Shai ordered.
"Y-yes sire," the general agreed, looking sicker by the minute.
Dakron cut off the line and looked about in the darkness. Such is the good life of a sick fuck like himself.
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