Brandon found himself walking around in the strange world. All around were endless grassy plains, and there was a cliff that overlooked an ocean. At the top of the cliff was the castle he'd just walked out of. The castle was a purple-black color, bigger than anything he'd ever seen. A single dome was at the top, with Nightmare standing on it, watching Brandon. But Brandon couldn't care less. He was looking for Star, and no amount of darkness or creepy freaks were going to distract him. As the shadowed grass flowed in the slight breeze, he looked around. However, he didn't see anything. It wasn't that he couldn't find a hint of Star…He couldn't see ANYTHING. AT ALL. There was a crater in the ground a mile or so away, but otherwise, all there was was grassy plain.

"Hm. That's odd. I wonder what could have…"

Suddenly, three tall knights in black armor approached him, running quickly.

Who the heck are THESE clowns? Thought Brandon absent-mindedly.

One of the knights emitted a strange yell and drew his sword. The others did the same. Were these idiots trying to attack him? He didn't have to wait long for his answer. The knight closest to him took a swing, but Brandon ducked and the sword flew over his head.

"Listen, freaks! I don't have time to fight you! I'm looking for my friend, so just leave now!"

Another knight swung at him, and he dodged the sword again.

His eyes narrowed. "So that's how we're gonna do this?" He prepared for the next knight's attack.

When the knight swung his sword, Brandon stepped to the side and grabbed the knight's wrists. "Fine. If you won't go away, then I'll MAKE you go away!"

He flung the knight to the ground and stepped on his arm, causing him to release his sword. The knight didn't have time to cry out before Brandon picked up the sword, and with a mighty swing removed the knight's head from his shoulders. He was horrified, until he saw that the knight was not spilling out blood, but instead, pure shadow.

The two other knights turned around and charged. "You freaks want some too? Fine. I got some frustration to take out anyway."

As the second knight charged, he parried the attack easily and quickly cut him down. Brandon laughed. Apparently these weren't elite knights. But perhaps he'd thought too soon. The third knight nearly removed Brandon's left arm, and when Brandon went to parry, the knight changed the direction of his attack, forcing Brandon to duck to avoid having his head removed. The knight brought the sword around and over his head, trying to slice Brandon in half down the middle. Brandon caught the sword with his own, and was attempting to hold it back. Brandon grunted. This knight wasn't a weakling. Slowly but surely he was pushed back to one knee on the ground. He began to sweat. He didn't know how much longer he could hold out. As he tried to put his last bit of effort into pushing the knight's sword back, he suddenly felt the wind pick up. Why would the wind be picking up? The knight paused in confusion, and was sucked up into a horrifically powerful gust. Brandon looked to his right just in time to see the knight sucked up and eaten by a small, round, pink creature. Wait. EATEN? What the heck was going on?

The pink creature made a strange childlike sound, and spun around quickly. Suddenly it was wearing a green hat and was holding a sword. Brandon hesitated. Was this new creature friendly?

"Wai…waiou!" exclaimed the creature, waving its arms happily at Brandon. He stepped closer. It didn't seem to mean any harm.

"Hi there!" he said as he approached the creature. "Thanks for saving me."

The creature simply smiled, as if it couldn't speak English.

"Can you understand me?"

The creature nodded…well, sort of. It seemed as though the entire body of the creature was its head. After all, its head had both its arms and legs attached.

"I'm looking for a friend. Her name is Star. She's got these eyes…like shining sapphires, taking whatever darkness was around you and destroy it all with their beauty. Her hair is the softest golden brown you've ever seen, like freshly baking bread, but it smells so much sweeter. She's not as tall as me, but she makes up for it with her personality. When she walks into a room, you instantly know it's her, and I'm not getting any of this through to you, am I?" Brandon asked disappointedly.

The creature simply shook its head and looked out into the distance at the sky. The clouds were parted over the sea, and he could see stars blinking out. The creature sighed.

"What's wrong?" asked Brandon.

The creature pointed at the dimming stars, and sighed again sadly.

"What's going on?"

The creature, frustrated that it couldn't speak English, simply walked away. Brandon stood perplexed for a moment, then decided to follow the creature. After all, it was the only thing that hadn't done him any wrong in this place.