Mable: This is the last chapter of this short fic… However, I am thrilled that I finished it! Unlike usual, I will not thank every reviewer by name since the fic hasn't been up long and not many people have reviewed. To everybody who reviewed, favorite, of alerted to this story thank you for reading! A very special thanks to my dear friend Meowth's Toon Dragon who gave me the courage to start this fic; not only can you write, but you can inspire. I think that's it… I don't own Kirby, Enjoy!

New Perspective

Chapter Six: The life he wanted

And who cares divine intervention
I wanna be praised from a new perspective
But leaving now would be a good idea
So catch me up I'm getting out of here

Once Kabula landed Fumu, Bun, Kirby, and Meta Knight immediately rushed to go find Marx who had crashed into the field outside of town. Blade and Sword had started to try to help people in town while Dedede returned to his castle. Finding Marx wasn't hard because the impact point was visible from a ways away. He was laying there limp, his hat gone, his wings pointing in odd directions, and a slight groan coming from his lips. "Mawx!" Kirby cried as he stood over him, his blue eyes tearing up a little. The purple creature looked up at him and coughed, "Hey Kirby… I never got to say sorry… For trying to take over pop Star." Fumu was staring with sad eyes, "Marx… Why are you talking like that?"

Marx smiled a little, "I think I'm… I'm not going to live much longer… It's the end." Now everyone looked like they were on the verge of crying except Meta Knight who simply spoke, "I think we need to get you to the doctor." The injured shook his head, "I don't think… That'll work." "I do." Marx glared, "Stop arguing with me Blirby." There was a pause, "Oh forget this, I almost died before I can pull back again." With a groan Marx slowly stood up and practically fell on top of Kirby who was attempting to help him up. Fumu turned to Bun, "Go get Dr. Yabui alright?" He nodded and ran off.

"What's her name?" He whispered over to Meta Knight who raised an eyebrow, "Fumu." He whispered back and Marx smiled, "Thanks." And immediately turned to her, "So Fumu, doing anything later?" he asked with a Cheshire cat smile. Fumu gave him a weird look, "Yeah, I'm helping the village clean up. You know that." Marx's smile dropped, "Well damn, that wasn't the answer I was shooting for…" Meta Knight shook his head, "You should be seeing the doctor." That was when Bun finally returned with an ice cream cone, "Bun? What about the doctor?" he gave a confused look, "What doctor?" At this point Marx wanted to face palm again.

Epilogue: Two weeks later

"Dedede is attacking Kirby with that blimp thing again." One of the children in the restaurant whimpered as he sat with his family. Immediately Marx perked up at this, glad to have something to interrupt his boring job. He gave a puppy eyed look at Kawasaki who sighed, "Alright fine, but make sure you're back-" Marx was out the door before he could finish. Kawasaki cried out the door, "and you're doing dishes!" then he sighed, "I can cover his shift again, I think."

Marx tried to run at full speed but was still injured from the battle so he couldn't accomplish it. The sky was blue, people said cheerful greetings, and there was a sigh of relief he could keep back. This was that new life he'd been aiming for and he liked it. In the distance over the field he had crashed in less than a month before, he could see Kabula shooting at Kirby who was once again on the warp star, "great I missed all the good parts." There was always that part that was coming up… There it was. In which Kabula crashed into the ground and Dedede jumped out to start yelling at Kirby before hitting Escargon in anger.

Fumu and Bun cheered for Kirby who seemed to ignore the King's temper tantrum. Even Marx felt like congratulating Kirby, but he was still getting over that horrible fear of- "Nice job Kirby! Dedede can't keep up with you!" Well Marx was cured of the phobia, out of nowhere…. Okay, he could live with that. In fact, Marx could live with this new life that he cultivated. However, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to happen… Not now, but at sometime in the future… Marx tried to ignore it and went over to join Kirby and the others…

Seeing from a New Perspective…

It's not fair, just let me perfect it
don't wanna live a life that was comprehensive
'Cause seeing clear would be the bad idea
Now catch me up I'm getting out of here
So catch me up I'm getting out of here

Fin

Mable: The end! However, what was that feeling that Marx was feeling towards the end? Could there possibly be something on the horizon?... Maybe.