Author's note: My first story to be uploaded here on FF. I have uploaded it on my DeviantArt-page too, but I think I will submit the rest here. I want you to know that English is not my first language and I´m still learning the language and the art of writing. So please don´t flame me for my bad grammatical skills.

Yes, this is another story about Meta Knight's mysterious past. I have read lots of those stories and thought that maybe I could try writing my own version of it. This is mostly written just for fun and to experiment with different theories. You will surely see many characters from Hoshi no Kaabii/Kirby of the Stars/Kirby: Right back at ya such as Sir Arthur, Sir Falspar, Sir Dragato, Sir Nonsurat, Knuckle Joe's dad/Jecra, Yamikage, Dokonyo and more. I´m planning to include Galacta Knight from the games too. There will be some OC's, but they will probably not play a big part of the story. This story is mainly about Meta Knight after all.

Disclaimer: I don´t own anything except maybe this story, I guess.

~ The Nightmare Escapees ~

Prologue

The sounds of his metal shoes against the hard floor echoed against the cold walls, barely drowning the sounds of the monsters chasing him somewhere behind. His ragged breath and his violently beating heart were almost the only thing he could hear though; having to run and fight alone against hundreds of monsters had tired him out completely. But he refused to stop. He refused to let them catch him. If they caught him, the whole galaxy was lost.

The bundle in his arms was the last hope for the galaxy; a little baby. A pink baby batamon slept blissfully in his arms despite all the chaos and noise around it. The baby snuggled into the cloth around it, which was a part of its carrier's blue cape that he had ripped off and wrapped around the little baby to keep it warm. The golden eyes that shone from behind carrier's metal mask drifted to the sleeping baby in his arms for a moment before he concentrated on keeping moving forward again.

At last he reached his destination; the spacecraft hangar. He leapt inside the gigantic room and slammed his hand against the "close"-button. As the door behind him closed, he held the baby with his left hand and unsheathed his sword with his right hand, then drove the silver blade into the same button he just hit. Sparks flied out as he withdrew the sword and sheathed it again. That should keep our followers busy for a short time, he thought.

He barely managed to dodge as a monster swiped at him. The hangar was also filled with different monsters. Mainly monsters that could work with machines and vehicles, but even other monsters were there in case something would happen. Something like this, for example. He barely managed to dodge all the attacks thrown his way as he sprinted through the hangar in search for a certain ship. Some of the attacks managed to hit him though; his armor became scratched and his cape more ripped than it already was – a monster's claws even managed to scratch him on his head where his metal mask didn't cover up and the wounds immediately started to bleed – but he didn't care. As long as the baby he carried where unharmed, he could deal with all the damage that was caused to him. Soon he found what he was looking for: A small, star-shaped, silver colored spaceship. He quickly hoped into the driver seat and soon got the small vehicle going. Holding the baby in a firm grip, he accelerated and flew out of the hangar in high speed, flying higher and higher into the sky.

He let out sigh in relief. He had never thought he would actually manage to get out of the base. But a laser shot barely missing the spaceship brought away the feeling of the relief. Numerous spaceships and flying monsters were in hot pursuit behind them, determined to bring them down. Failing here could mean death for the monsters, and most of them knew it. But soon the silver spaceship left the atmosphere of the planet and forced some monsters to stop their pursuit. Though even if some followers had stopped, he knew he couldn´t take them all on. He wasn´t sure what they wanted to do with him and the baby when they caught them. Were they going to kill them, or at least him for going against his master... no, former master? The still sleeping baby hadn´t chosen this, it was all his decision. Would they keep it and raise the baby as planned? He didn´t know and didn´t wanted to find out.

He ran through all his options to get away. There wasn´t many. But at last he thought of something that could work – Warp speed. None of the other spacecrafts of his former master's army had such functionality. They were not meant to mimic their enemies' spacecrafts like this spacecraft after all, and the enemies' spacecrafts often had such functionality. He quickly typed in the commando before he curled himself as much as he could around the baby to shield it from any damage that could occur. The little spacecraft suddenly shot off into the deep space and left its pursuer behind. He didn´t know for how long they warp-speeded, but he wasn´t ready for it when it suddenly came to a stop. The sudden stop knocked him out of balance and made him fall forward, slamming his masked forehead against the control panel. Then everything went black.

Author's Note: Well, that was the prologue. Does it seem interesting enough? I will try to upload the first chapter soon. Constructive criticism is appreciated. Destructive criticism is only a waste of your time.