"Lady Palutena!" Pit said as he came to rest on the sacred grounds of Skyworld, his large, majestic and totally-not-crippled-one-bit wings cushioning his descent. As he rose to his full height of 6'2", he came face to face with the sole reason he continued his harrowing fight against the enemies of light: his beloved Goddess.

"Pit! Thank goodness you're alright!" Palutena said, rushing forward to give her guardian angel a big, burying her face into Pit's broad, muscular chest. Chuckling at her concern, Pit softly rubbed Palutena's back.

"Don't worry, Lady Palutena..." he soothed, his deep, calming tone sending shivers down Palutena's spine. "No matter what, I'll always find my way back to you..."

"Pit..." Palutena gasped, as she stood on her toes, inching closer to brunette angel's lips, moaning his name like it was a drug.

"Pit... Pit..."

"HEY PIT!"

"GWALGH?!" Pit snorted as he was suddenly yanked off his seat by his leg, his face falling from the soft velvet cushion and crashing onto the hard wood floor. "Owwwww... He groaned as he propped himself up on his elbow, rubbing his bruised cheek with his free hand as he looked up. Standing over him, cheeks flushed and lips curved in a snarl was his dark twin, looking like he was ready to tear the angel apart limb from limb.

"P-Pittoo?" Pit spluttered. "Why did you do-?"

"Shut it, Pit-stain!" Dark Pit interrupted. "I just wanna get to Smash without anything going down, and I DON'T need your damn wet dreams clogging up my train of thought!"

"W-W-WHAT?!" Pit shrieked, shooting to his feet like an arrow as his face turned a deep red. "D-Don't be ridiculous! I would NEVER think of Lady Palutena like that!"

"Who even mentioned Palutena, dingus?" Dark Pit spat back. Pit opened his mouth to respond, only to let loose a slew of broken sentences accompanied by wild gestures that only dug him deeper into his own grave.

"Now now boys..." Dark Pit let out an audible groan as the subject of Pit's lewd fantasies materialised behind him, grimacing at her all-knowing, condescending tone. "I do hope you're playing nicely."

"La-Lady Palutena!" Pit managed to say, his voice several octaves higher than usual. "How's... How's Princess Zelda doing?!" He continued, despite to divert the Goddess's attention away from himself.

"Oh she's doing fine! It's always interesting to see a new incarnation," Palutena replied as she walked closer to Pit, her smirk growing. "But it looks like I can't even turn my back for one second without you doing something... naughty..."

Rolling his eyes, Dark Pit turned away from the scene and dumped himself back in his seat to stare out the train window, hoping to find something to distract himself from Pit's attempts to sidestep Palutena's increasingly suggestive insinuations. Unlucky for him, the only thing on display was a sea of black clouds, shifting and expanding without end. Still, he much preferred to look at that compared to the stark, blinding light of the train compartment, which had been modelled after Palutena's temple. Maybe it was because of his origin, but Dark Pit much preferred to lurk in the comfort of shadows opposed to the harsh, exposed light.

Turning away from the window, Dark Pit looked back to see that Pit had somehow ended up in Palutena's lap while she talked about her visit to Zelda, purposefully resting her chin on his head while he attempted to keep his gaze from drifting anywhere below her collar bone. Sighing, Dark Pit turned back to the window.

This was going to be a long tournament.

After roughly an hour of innocent innuendos, intense neck-gazing and Dark Pit attempting to lock the other two in the bathroom at one point, the train at last came to a halt. The black clouds had given way to a clear, baby blue sky and a gleaming sun that made the dark angel want to vomit, and far below one could see a massive, sprawling building the size of a small village built atop an endless field of green.

"Finally... thank Hades..." Dark Pit muttered as he walked over to the teleport pad at the back of the compartment.

"I can't wait to see the other fighters! Ooooooo I wonder how they'll react to my new final smash!" Pit squealed as he leaped to the pad, followed by Palutena.

"I'm sure they'll be very impressed, Pit," she encouraged, stepping into the pad as she turned to Dark Pit. "What about you, Pittoo? Looking forward to seeing anything? Any... one?" She asked with a knowing grin, her response being a guttural growl. Unfortunately, any further teasing was interrupted by the pad glowing a dark blue light, which grew to envelope the three fighters in an ethereal glow.

Despite himself, Dark Pit couldn't let help but smirk as the world around him shifted and phased, stark white walls giving way to expansive fields, a towering, beautiful mansion, and an entire crowd of bustling, diverse fighters, the hunger for battle ripe in the air.

It was good to be back.

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Eyy. This is a little idea I've had buzzing around for awhile now, and I'm excited to see where it goes. This is kind of a prologue of sorts, and the next time I update it will probably be around the release date, since the next chapter involves classic mode, but who knows, there might be a small interlude before then. Nonetheless, if you find this interesting, then follow so you can be aware of any updates. I look forward to continuing this story, and I hope you'll stick around for the end!

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