Chapter 1: A First Friend

As I walked to the entrance of the ship, a shadow of fear passed over me. To my ideal image, the ship towered over the sea and stretched endlessly. A mask, I suppose, decorated the front of the ship. I assumed in my thoughts that the captain was a bit of a narcissistic. I inched closer to the hull, breaking out in cold feet. I noticed that I wasn't the only one here.

Up ahead of me, guarding the entrance was a tall warrior. He carried a flail, gripping tightly in his gloved hands. His eyes glowed red with a powerful radiance. Quivering with the prayers of an innocent soul, I stood before him.

"Yes?" he asked. His eyes bore holes into my face. "Y-yes," I responded. "I'm looking for, Sir Meta Knight?"

"Humph," the knight said, raising his head a little. "And you want?" he asked, peering at me closely. A quaking mess I was as he circled around me. I was shaking from head to toe. "N-nothing at all of the unnecessary sort!" I squeaked. Once he was done, he shook his head and sighed. "You look good enough. Come with me."

Whew! That was a cinch! The knight led me inside of the ship, locking the door behind him. "The name's Mace, by the way." My eyes instantly led to the flail. Following my gaze, he added, "I know. Ironic, right?"

I followed him through a chilly hallway with little plasma thingamabobs floating around. Their curious looks made me giggle a little as I passed them. There were many doors that embellished the walls. Each time we reached a certain point, he would say a password, and the door automatically opened. The clouds of Orange Ocean was very fascinating at this point. The ocean itself sparkled with a glitter of sunshine as I walked every step.

The corridors themselves had a little trolley, which would make you pass quickly from one spot to another. The Plasma Wisps flew back and forth in an electrifying rate.

Reaching our destination, he pulled me aside whispering in a low tone. "Now look here, I don't want you to get in any trouble, so listen to what I say. The captain is a cranky, old gentleman who only survives on coffee. He expects the best out of you in appearance. Plus, he's kind of a neat freak. So, just don't do anything dirty."

From him, I learned of the people I will soon be encountering. Mace is part of a team called the Meta-Knights, the elite force of the knight. With him are also two other guards named Sword and Blade, and a Waddle Dee. The ship has a main cannon and five engines. The main cannon is actually Combo Cannon 2. And the ship is powered by the Reactor. The Reactor is filled with many Wheelies running to and fro. Somehow, I thought it was kinda cruel to make them scurry endlessly for energy.

We walked two paces and reached our door. Mace turned to me again, locking our stares. He sighed. “Listen, whatever you do, make sure you pull through, ok? It’s not everyday we get a new recruit. You have good potential.” I just nodded. He opened the door, allowing me to pass. It was a very dark room. No lights. Just a cold blindfold. I peered inside, putting my hand in front of me, trying to grasp for any objects.

Mace sighed again. He stepped behind me and laid a hand on my helmet. "I wish I didn't have to do this," he murmured. Without time to think, he pushed me forward and slammed the door. I quickly turned and heard him locking the door. Ka-chunk! I kept beating on the door to no avail. Minutes later, I gave up. Just about that time, I heard a squawk across from my position. I readied my axe, preparing for the obstacle.