"I am Pit, servant of the Goddess of Light!
And you.
Are.
HISTORY!"
A slightly awkward silence filled the room.
"What was that all about?" Palutena asked. But she didn't get her answer as Pandora spit out a rain of blue and purple fireballs. Pit easily dodged her attack. He had a nice charged shot coming her way. Pandora cried out as a sharpened cat claw slashed against her with the force of an airplane (Don't ask).
"All right, alright. I'll show you what you came for."
The Mirror of Truth flashed before Pit's eyes.
"Pit! You have to destroy that Mirror!" Palutena ordered.
Pit hesitated. "Hang on, my charge isn't complete yet."
"Just kick it then! We don't have time for this!"
He scowled. "But it could be a trap!"
"True. But shouldn't it have charged by now?"
Pit looked at his reticle. It still hadn't recharged. "Well?" Pandora queried. "What are you waiting for?"
"My charge." Suddenly, Pit remembered that this was only a 95 power Paw-Pad Orbiter. He wanted to show Lady Palutena that he could beat Pandora with a low power Paw Orbiter, but hadn't bothered to check what it did in boss battles.
"Uh oh…"
"Uh oh what?" Pandora asked.
"My orbiters won't recharge."
"So?"
"So I can't break the Mirror."
"Just kick it then."
"But how do I know it won't be a trap?"
"Don't tell me you came all this way, on intensity 9, braving my labyrinth, defeating me, only to have no other plan if you couldn't shoot the Mirror."
Palutena tried to comfort Pit. "Pit….you can always try again."
Pit sighed. "Yeah….another two hours to get here…"
Pandora cut in. "Or you could just kick it."
"Come on Pit, let's get you home."
Pandora flamed up. "JUST KICK THE MIRROR YOU FRICKING INCOPITENT ANGEL!" In a mighty fiery blast Pit was blasted towards the Mirror, crashing into it and breaking it with his head.
"PIT!"
*THUMP*
"Pit, are you all right? Is anything bleeding? Can you hear me?" Palutena pleaded.
"Ow….yep. I'm still here. I think. My head kinda hurts."
"Thank goodness."
"….Actually, no. I am definitely not okay."
"What is it?!"
Pit pointed to the other side of the room. Slouching on the floor amid the glass was an angel with brown hair. "Meet the newest member of the Underworld army…
Pit." Pandora turned to the second Pit. "Take him down."
Pit watched the other slowly get to his feet. He was almost an exact copy of him. Brown hair, blue eyes, and white wings. The only difference was the purple scarf the copy wore. He also didn't have any of Pit's fancy golden trinkets.
"Well? Go! Fight him!" Pandora said. The copy looked around, seemingly confused. Pit took the opportunity and finished her with a few placed shots. Thankfully, Pandora erupted into a pile of flames. Pit's copy jumped at the movement. Pit braced himself for the copy to retaliate. He did nothing. Pit did nothing. No one was doing anything because they were too confused.
"ARRG! I'll show you!" Pandora's voice echoed from the flames. In an instant the copy's wings were attacked by blue flames. Pit's copy was forcibly lifted by his wings away from Pit. A whimper escaped his mouth before he was out of range.
"He can fly?!"
"Pandora must be using her power on his wings. He could be allied with Medusa. There's no telling what they will do. We need to follow them."
"Okay but can we address the fact he looked like me?"
Pit was beamed up before Palutena could reply.