It was a brand new day in Dreamland. The sky was blue, the grass was green, and Tuff was kicking the soccer ball back and forth with Kirby. Tiff watched the two plays in the clearing behind the castle walls. Meta Knight was also watching with tired and drained eyes. He felt like he hasn’t slept in months when in reality it was weeks. The dreams came more and more in depth with each time. The same one over and over again with more information revealing itself as it went.

He felt the dreams were robbing him of his sleep and couldn’t do a thing about it. As he watched the kids he began to wonder. Why was he having the dream? Was it trying to tell him something? Something he had forgotten? It worried him. What if it was important? What was he to do?

His body began to shake from the anxiety the questions caused. He began to feel sick and a little dizzy. His past wasn’t pretty nor were his experiences in the war. The war against N.M.E had been horrible. He watched his friends and comrades die as the Monsters roared by. Meta Knight tried to fight off that dreaded feeling but lost every time. Something else was bothering him as well. He felt uneasy for some reason. He began to feel restless as he watched Kirby. Something worse than his dreams is going to happen. He could feel it in his whole body.

Unknown to Meta Knight, Sword Knight and Blade Knight were watching him, feeling trouble. Meta Knight never had nightmares that would disturb his sleep nor as he ever shook in worry.

"Something’s wrong with him Blade… He's never acted like this before," Sword looked at his friend. Blade nodded in agreement.

"This has been going on for three weeks now… What are we going to do? " Blade asked looking up at Sword. Sword lowered his head. He didn’t know what to do either. His leader was acting strangely and he was starting to feel like something was going on that they don’t know about. Blade and he never really fought in the war, but knew what was going on and understood the danger. Sword understood that he doesn’t have any special abilities as Meta Knight did, but he could sense the uneasiness in his leader's pose. He finally gathered up the strength and courage to go up to his master. Sword walked out from his hiding place and approached Meta Knight.

"Is something wrong, Sword Knight?" Meta Knight asked without turning around. He knew whom it was by the steps sounded. He knew they would confront him about his nightmares sooner or later.

"Meta Knight, we’re worried about you. We know about your bad night and that you're uneasy about something… Please tell us what’s bothering you. Maybe we can help you," Sword said. Meta Knight had taken well care of him and Blade. It was the least he could do to repay Meta Knight for his kindness.

Meta Knight was silent for several minutes. "I’m not sure what going on myself… The dreams are images of my past. The past I have forgotten over the years." he said looking up to the sky. The sky was a light blue with a few puffy clouds. It was such a beautiful day. Meta Knight sighed as he turned around to face Sword. "I’m not to sure what this other feeling is but I’m sure there is nothing you can do for me… " He looked at Sword with weary eyes.

Sword didn’t say anything in response for it was futile to argue with Meta Knight. He was stubborn in his decisions. Sword looked back at Blade who had also come out of hiding. He turned back to Meta Knight and saw he was again looking at the sky. He felt peace looking at the slow moving clouds that passed over head.

All of sudden, flashes of memories invaded his mind. He staggered back a bit, and Sword and Blade saw Meta Knight’s distress. He saw images of faces from the dreams and faces he remembered already. He saw one image that stood out the most. Her skin was a light tan with dark tan hair. Her eyes glowed bronze and had a calm look to them. When the memory flashes were over he leaned against the wall. It only took a few seconds but it was enough to disturb the old soldier.

"Meta Knight! Are you okay?" Sword and Blade ran to his side. Meta Knight's whole body was shaking. They never saw Meta Knight scared or in any kind of distress before and this scared them. They helped him to his feet and brought him to a place where he could sit down.

"Meta Knight?" Blade was as concerned for him as Sword was.

"I’m all right… I just got light-headed from lack of sleep." Meta Knight said to reassure Sword and Blade. He rubbed his head as a headache started to set in. Sword frowned under his helmet.

"No you’re not. It’s those dreams isn’t it? Why don’t you let us help you? You can talk to us," Sword said persistently.

"I’m fine. I just need sleep. The dreams will pass soon." he told them. He hoped that the dreams would pass. He didn’t know how long he could keep this up. He knew if another monster was ordered Kirby might need him for advice or for protection. He got up from his sitting position.

"Where are you going?" Bladed asked with worry in his voice.

"To bed. I’m getting a headache from the lack of sleep as well. Please, watch over the children while I’m in bed… If something happens come get me," he said as he headed towards into the castle.

"Meta Knight?" Sword said reaching his hand out a bit. "If you need anything… Lets us know. " he continued. Meta Knight nodded and disappeared into the darkness. Sword sighed in frustration. He wanted to help Meta Knight to become normal again but there was only so much he could do. He turned to Blade.

"Let’s keep an eye on Kirby for Meta Knight," he said. Blade nodded and the two friends headed down to the courtyard. They still thought about Meta Knight's problem but still tried their best to do their job well.

Meta Knight walked wearily down the hallway. All those memories were sapping his strength from him. As he walked he let his mind wonder. It brought more memories but none of them was ones that gave him dread. He was able to focus on the image of his mentor and the one he would call friend for the first time.

Brigade was huge compared to Meta Knight. He was large but kind and gentle. He treated Meta Knight like a brother and not just some kid that was picked up from the streets. Brigade taught him how to fight the monsters and how to survive.

He began to feel lonely, as he had felt before he met Sword and Blade. Those two didn't know how much they already helped him. He had friends and comrades again. Their presence helped Meta Knight get through it all.

The thought of the time Brigade found him came to his mind once more. He remembered the faces of the warriors that were there. Even Galithan, Brigade's right hand man looked nasty but was just as gentle as Brigade.

Meta Knight sighed once more as he reached his room. He could feel his eyes closing as he walked in. Maybe the dreams wouldn’t come to him this time. Maybe he’d be able to get some sleep. He didn’t want any more dreams. Meta Knight climbed into bed and pulled the covers over him. His eyes quickly closed and darkness was the only thing there. He fell asleep hoping for a dreamless sleep, but his subconscious had other plans. The dream began to play itself once more. However, instead of being a replay, it continued where it had left off.

Brigade looked at the frightened, blue creature with a questioning look. The creature quickly got up and looked around. Star Warriors who wanted to see every single monster dead surrounded him. His body began to shake in fear as backed up into the tree.

"Let's kill it before it becomes a threat!" one warrior cried out. The others cheered the idea on.

"We will not do anything to him." Brigade said in a loud, stern voice. The cheering quickly ended. Brigade knelt down to the creature. His head was huge and the small blue ball was getting even more scared by the minute. "What’s your name?" he asked.

"M… Meta Knight…" he stuttered. That was the only thing he could truly remember. He closed his eyes tightly as Brigade reached to him with his massive claws. Meta Knight then felt a soft touch of reassurance. He opened one eye only to see Brigade smiling softly at him. "Y… you’re not going to hurt me?"

"No, of course not. I want to help you, it must be scary living out here all by yourself." Brigade spoke in a soft gentle voice. He knew that his size was pretty intimidating and wanted to make up for it. "My name is Brigade. Would you like to come back with me? It’s much safer and there are no monsters."

No monsters, Meta Knight looked at the battlefield and saw the monsters that were chasing him earlier. He began to feel safe now that they were gone. The offer sounded tempting but why would he want to help him? Well, if there weren’t going to be any monsters he might as well take the offer. Meta Knight hesitated before nodding yes. He heard some of the warriors say ‘Jeez’ and much more under their breath. Brigade stood straight up and turned to leave.

"Would you like a ride? You look pretty tired." he asked. Meta Knight again hesitated before he nodded. Brigade moved his long tail towards Meta Knight and motioned him to climb on. Meta Knight did so and climbed up Brigades back to his shoulders. "Hang on tight." Brigade told him before starting to walk back. His troops followed them and gossiped about what Brigade was doing. Meta Knight didn’t care what they were saying. He was tired and his body ached. He rested his head on Brigade's hair and closed his eyes. He quickly fell asleep as Brigade took him the long distance to the camp.