"We've managed to do it…! Now then your highness, time to activate it, and the recovery of our lord shall go unhindered."

"Kekekeke. Let's do it then!"

Alright, let's go.

Remember how to do this.

Wave your hands. Infuse power.

Connect.

Search.

Find it.


Emotions come from the spirit.

But…

What is a body without spirit? Is spirit equivalent to that of a 'heart'?

What does it mean, exactly? That the soul and spirit are the same?

Does emotional input depend on it?

And if emotion does originate from the spirit, the soul…

Can we make a void of emotion?


Star's Allies

Prologue - Horizon


"Now! Do it!"

Deep breaths, now. Don't rush it.

A massive energy wave struck home to its target, and with that, all hell broke loose.

Things began to fly. But these aren't things. These are malevolent hearts, those who seek to inhabit, to corrupt an individual. And they began to hover, a beauty in the air.

Within seconds, the hearts zoom past two nefarious individuals, flying out of the area, into the sky.

The sky proved no challenge, and no creature dared to oppose the path of the mass. Past the giant stalk flowering in the land, under metallic remnants yet to be rid of, and in location of a small dome house, far from close help.

Perfect, it said, to target those who cannot fight back. Those who are helpless, in no conditions to be noticed. A nobody.


Just another day for Kirby, as the puffball woke up from another nap. 'Another snack is in order,' it thought, as it slowly woke up and stood on the floor. Kirby nabbed an apple the hero kept close by on days like these, when time was short to forage for another fruit. Swallowed whole, like usual. Now seriously awake, Kirby opened the door, invigorated—

Ah.
A black mass of hearts is in front of my door.

Kirby closed the door, and opted to open the window instead. As the curtains were shoved aside and the window was opened, Kirby was greeted with a sight truly perfect; the black hearts didn't think of circling his house. With a dashing start, Kirby fit through the small window and fled to the castle, knowing that the castle had walls for a reason. Sure, it didn't stop many people from entering it, but still— it was a wall.

Target undetected. Proceed with plan B.


Magolor checked his equipment. He had certainly detected a flare of magic from Dreamland, yet the choice of going to the planet was questionable at best. Whilst he did repay what he wronged by building multiple challenge rooms and theme parks on the planet, he still felt guilty tricking Kirby and his companions. That guilt built upon him over the years as he travelled the cosmos on the Lor, and sooner or later he had to return back to visit Kirby and possibly, maybe gift him with something. Again.

"Ah… maybe I should build Kirby a starship… or maybe-" An explosion boomed somewhere. Then the alarms rang, and the Lor screamed at the damage it received. In a frantic rush, Magolor looked around for a slight moment, his eyes catching on the red lights all around him, and blinked himself past the captain's chair and straight to the command centre. Via the cameras he installed, he checked his ship and found a giant hole on the side of the ship, damaging the main sail as well as part of the Lor's hull. A small 'ah' found its way out from Magolor, before he began to frantically pilot the Lor as best as he could.

Magolor might be inexperienced at crashes and forced landings, but you always learn from your mistakes, right?


Taranza, who had returned from the sky back down to the surface after his last ordeal with his best friend, built a small house along the Dreamstalk, a temporary shelter integrated with the stalk itself, used while he was at the surface. 'It's a good morning today,' he thought, as he peered outside his one single window. 'Too bad I can't share it with you.' Taranza glanced at the small flower he had by the window, a reminder of what used to be.

Sectonia had been a good friend, at least before the mirror changed everything. He tried to remember what she looked like, only to be smacked by an image he did not want to remember. The image of a bee turned to a half-flower half-insect monstrosity; and that stabbed his heart to pieces. Another second, and then he remembered that she sliced off the rest of her body to attack Kirby directly with soul. That broke Taranza's heart.

He was certainly hit with depression that morning, like every other morning before it. Taranza turned a slight degree to look at the window again, and back at the flower. Another turn towards the sunlight, the everlasting rays of warmth, and back to the blooming flower. "I really need to let go, huh…?" he mumbled, half-aware someone was listening. He turned back to the lush landscapes and then he noticed the meteor rain that was black hearts raining upon the planet. It looked like it was some sort of pathogen, some untold corruption with a goal in mind. He locked the doors and barricaded his windows so fast that he didn't notice an orange butterfly sitting on his window sill.


Adeleine was painting outside, with Ribbon as company. How Ribbon managed planetary travel, it was questionable at best; the simplest reply she would give when Adeleine asked was "Magic."

Lucky for her, a trio of animals wanted to pose for her painting, and so she started on the sketch, and moved on to the base colour.

"A little touch of this here… and Coo, please don't flap your wings too much." Coo nodded slightly, intent on letting the painter do her work, whilst also trying to not disturb the pose she was holding. The trio had adopted a 'stack' pose, with Kine on top. Lucky for Coo, Rick handled most of Kine's weight, so her wings didn't need to support that much weight. A few silent moment and slight hummings passed as Adeleine worked on the easel, smiling, but not for long.

A starry ship entered the atmosphere, and landed relatively smoothly behind the group, albeit with some slight damage. And out came Magolor looking ragged and out of breath.

He had certainly not expected that much willpower to be needed in controlling the ship; the Lor needed the extra push, he reminded himself; and so he was here, unharmed, with less damage compared to the last time. He scouted his surroundings, and the five faces stared at the ship's arrival. Ribbon whispered, "Does this usually happen?"

The group approached Magolor slowly and carefully, to which he responded with a meek 'hello'. "So… nice ride you got here." Rick commented, unsure of what to make of this situation. "Uh. Yeah. Great ride, entering the atmosphere at top speeds. Was like a rollercoaster." Magolor responded looking far more anxious than usual as the ship's door automatically closed behind him. Kine tilted his head (which was quite hard for a fish), and questioned Magolor. "What's a rollercoaster?" Magolor quickly realised that maybe introductions was in order.

...

"So you detected an energy spike from Dreamland?" to which Magolor replied with, "To be specific, it was some sort of magical wave."

"Magical wave? Hold on, are you su-" Further questioning was cut when a massive swarm of black hearts began approaching the area. "Ah. I think that may be it," Rick stated, to which Kine replied, "Well, that is obvious." Magolor turned his head to the crowd, soon realised that this might actually be problematic after all. "I think we should evacuate the premises…" Magolor began, but that was cut short as the hearts sped like arrows towards the group. Magolor, in a panic, teleported away to the closest place he knew: Kirby's house. However, five people are left in the open, and as Magolor has the only access to the Lor, it won't respond to any of the group's touches or gestures leaving them out for worse.

Lucky for Magolor, it only took a few items to barricade Kirby's house entirely, and out he camped with no protection from his ship nor its defenses.

And then weird thoughts began to enter his mind. Thoughts of power, of things he thought he put behind him. His endless search for the Master Crown only to be defeated by Kirby at the very end when he was not himself anymore. Dark voices crawled inside his mind, and he struggled to resist it all.

Dark mist surrounded him. It was empty. It felt empty, yet it was not. It was filled with guilt. Guilt drenched the whole place, as Magolor swept his way across the sea of black. And suddenly an image; his dear Lor getting stolen, everyone leaving him, and it's alone, and it's gone, and it's null, lost and lost again, drowning far too deep in this-

But that wasn't right. Logic and reason prevented that from happening. The true version of events wasn't as false as this. He had true and sincere feelings when he searched for Lor in Another Dimension; he had asked for forgiveness, to which the ship gave to him happily, along with a slightly less happy Landia. This had been done and dusted, not anymore a concern.

Then it clicked. These events, this temptation was in the past. It was already long gone from his system. And thus, logic prevailed, and the dark mist dissipated and a flash. Somehow, he felt stronger…? It felt like he had a slight bit of the Master Crown's power from back then while he still had his consciousness in Another Dimension. He moved the furniture covering the window, to see that it was over. The energy-like spikes are still there, according to his senses, but they're localized now, in smaller patches. Wait, since when...?

Magolor came to the absurd conclusion that he could sense energy. Not complaining that his magical abilities was powered up, he set out from Kirby's house in search for the cause of these anomalies.


"Oho, yes, yes, my queen. You wanted the most powerful being we can gather?"

"Of course, yes. It's our best chance in conquering the Land of the Sky, with a puppet warrior."

Stop.

"You said you wanted to give me something?"

A small blush, a bead of sweat, and out comes the flowers. "For you, Sectonia."

I said stop.

"Taranza, you know you don't have to give gifts to make someone like you..."

A turn of the head, a small cough, and a great manner. "It's the respectful way to give you something, Sectonia. Always as a gift."

STOP.

"A mirror? Well, it certainly looks elegant." A chuckle came loose. "I really should thank you more, Taranza. You've been so nice to me."

"No problem about the hassle to get this, Secty! I usually get these types of treasures in my spare time, anyway."

NO.

"You like my new form, darling?"

In truth, Taranza wasn't happy. But he kept going.

"Oh, it looks marvelous. Like a flower of great, divine beauty."

Please, please stop.

"N-no! Why, Taranza? Why are you helping these disgusting animals in obliterating me!?"

Tears ran down his face, but he had had enough by that time.

"I'm sorry," he croaked. "You've changed, Sectonia." He threw the Miracle Fruit as hard as he could at Kirby.

Taranza had cried back then; reliving these memories made the feelings worse. It surfaced at every part of his mind, every thought returning back to her. His heart succumbed, deep in grief and memories of a love long lost.


AN: Sorry Taranza, I needed a cliffhanger. Anyways, this would be the first time I'm writing fanfiction, and I'd thought of doing Kirby Star Allies, so here we are.

The prologue jumps between multiple characters I'd like to get started, and while it may seem unorganized, it gives us our three main characters to look at: Kirby, Magolor, and Taranza, at this current stage of the fanfic. I promise that there won't be as many perspectives to look at in one chapter at once like the prologue again. Maybe. If you'd like to leave a review and rate the story, please do so.

...nerf Magolor when?