~Star's POV~
"M-Master, believe me, I couldn't refuse! Her sword has truth spells! They were going to pry the truth out of me somehow!" Flix whines as Misty's blade is still pointed at her face.
"That doesn't matter." "Misty, you can let her go." I say to my sword, and Flix immediately flees.
"Oof! This one really is tough! Master, could ya help me, please?" "Wait, you insufferable ninja!" Sir Flame says. Before I know it, I feel something tight surround my body. I can't move!
"Unfortunately, you clearly weren't going to 'help' me without disobeying one of my requests. And for that, I assume that now you are sure not to trust me, and will not do as I ask..." Sir Flame said, and laughed as I tried to pull my arms from my sides.
"Ninji. Keep him in that thing tight. Nova knows what could happen if they escape. And you know what would happen if you let them go." Sir Flame emphasises the last sentence, and I manage to turn slightly to see a -slightly larger Ninji than usual- have Meta Knight tied in some sort of web? The Ninji forcefully pulled off his mask and now has something sharp pointed at his face.
"Now it isn't a matter of choice- or it really wasn't at all, to be honest. I do not have all day, so unless you wish for your friend to get hurt, you do as I say." Sir Flame threatens, and I can literally see the smirk behind his mask.
Misty tries and fails to get the bonds that are tying me to break, and Sir Flame throws her aside, and she seems lifeless after being thrown so aggressively.
"What makes you think I'll help you? Don't you remember when I was captured before? Nightmare tortured me mercilessly, and did I surrender? No." I look at the other disbelievingly. "Maybe this'll persuade you..." "Hehehe. Face it, Star Knight. You're stuck. And the only way out is to help Master." the Ninji snickered, before threatening to literally poke his weapon through Meta Knight...
"Alright! Fine!" I exclaimed exasperatedly. "Star, do not give in to them." Meta Knight said urgently, but Sir Flame glanced at him, "You have no say in this. Her word is the one that counts..."
The bonds glow, and then Misty does as well. "Master?" she murmurs and then speaks to me telepathically instead.
Sir Flame orders me to move, but I refuse. "I will not move a step until you free Meta Knight. And don't try to pull any stunts." I wish he could honestly see the look on my face, but before he replies, I add, turning, "Meta Knight. Don't try to help me. Just go back to the palace." I say, turning once more.
"Star, do-" "Just go!" I exclaim, not turning around at all now. I hear him sigh, and then a flap of wings becoming distant tells me that he's left.
"Smart. Now move." Sir Flame says the Ninji has gone, muttering something about Madame Flix, but I unwillingly move. 'Master, this could be very precarious!' Misty tries to persuade me. 'Misty, trust me.' I coax, and she hushes, 'Alright...'
What Sir Flame probably knows is that the current owner can hand the Forever Sword over, but the Forever Sword has to be willing to accept them. He only knows that you have to be worthy and all that.
~Timeskip~
"Do you even know what you're doing?" I ask and Sir Flame snorts, "That's a very pointless question." "I don't think so. Considering you've been walking back and forth in front of a fountain for the past... five minutes?" I smile as he gets worked up. One thing villains never learn is that when angry, you never concentrate, nor think of anything for that matter.
"S-So s-s-sorry, Master." Madame Flix emerges from a small alley, brushing leaves, sticks and stones from her clothes. "Just do what I asked." Sir Flame says impatiently. Flix nods and then waves her hands complicatedly. She then makes a staff appear, and then draws a circle of light on the ground, which then is filled in with patterns.
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