"Jeeze, there's a ton of rubble out here," Pit said as he stared wide eyed at the ground below him. Lady Palutena had sent him down to the Overworld to help clear the debris from his battle with Hades. As much as he hated cleaning, Pit felt that since the humans were so weak, watching them struggle with the heavy loads of junk would be cruel.

"Send me down, Lady Palutena." Pit called as his wings flashed a brilliant blue. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes- he knew that now that Hades was gone, he wouldn't have to fly anymore. He wouldn't be able to fly anymore- he'd be kept busy with his duties in Skyworld. He wanted to savour his last moments in the air.

"Pit, how would you like to go for a little 'victory flight' over the town?" He heard Lady Palutena ask.

"Yes, please!" Pit said happily.

"Thank you, Lady Palutena!"

Pit suddenly swerved slightly off course, and flew towards the town, and away from the pier.

"Look! It's the angel who was in my magic ring!" Pit heard a little girl shout. He looked down to see the little girl from his adventures pointing wildly at him. Pit smiled and waved at the girl. The smile on her face had made his day. He looked down upon the rest of the town to see people coming out of their homes and waving at him. With every wave he was given, the broader his smile became. Suddenly, he began rocking back and forth in the air.

"Uh, Lady Palutena, is something wrong?" Pit asked, trying to steady himself, even though it was for naught. Lady Palutena completely controlled his flight- that included whether he wobbled or not.

"Y-yes, everything is fine, Pit." Lady Palutena said, trying to hide the nervousness in her voice. Pit was once again content, until he started to fly in random directions.

"Lady Palutena, what's wrong? I'm going to crash if you don't knock that off!" Pit yelled. Now he was really getting scared. He could hear the people of the town gasping and shouting, telling him to watch where he was going.

"I- I don't know what's wrong!" Lady Palutena yelled, her voice now completely filled with panic.

"I'm losing control!"

"WHAT?!" Pit shouted, beginning to brace for impact.

"I'm sorry, but you're going to crash!" Lady Palutena shouted just before Pit started screaming his head off.

BOOM! Pit crash landed by the pier.

"Oh… my head…" Pit moaned as he sat up, his face smeared with dirt, his hair now askew.

"Pit, are you alright? I'm so sorry!" Lady Palutena asked. She was clearly worried.

"I'm fine… just a couple scratches…" Pit groaned, trying to sound upbeat.

"I don't know what happened. Sit tight until I find out, okay?" Lady Palutena told him. Pit merely nodded, for he knew she could see him. Slowly he stood up, his head throbbing. He leaned against a tree for support, and winced when he put pressure on his ankle.

'Broken, great.' He thought.

Slowly, Pit scanned his surroundings. The sun was shining, the birds were soaring high above the horizon- a perfect day, and he had to be stuck hanging onto a tree.

"Great. What do I do now?" He asked himself. He sighed, and slowly sat down on the grass. When he placed his hand down, he felt a cold, smooth surface. He moved his hand and gasped when he saw a blood red gem half buried in the ground. Carefully, he dug it out and held it up to the light. The gem was shaped like a sleeping dragon. As he held it, he noticed the throbbing in his head subside, and felt even more energized than he'd ever felt in his entire life.

"Wow, what's with this thing? The energy in it is immense- I wonder if this was disrupting my flight path. Would it's power heal my ankle?" Pit asked himself. He carefully placed it on his broken ankle to see what would happen. Pit watched as his ankle reset itself and healed completely.

"Woah, this is awesome!" He said to himself. He leaped up off the ground and gasped. He'd jumped at least two times higher than he had been able to before. He smiled broadly, and then one very odd thought crossed his mind:

'Why are my clothes suddenly so tight?'

Pit looked at his reflection in the ocean- he'd grown at least two and a half inches taller, and without a doubt had become much more muscular. He flexed his muscles a little bit and fished around in the soil he'd disturbed in during his crash landing. He pulled out a silver chain. He attached the dragon gem to the chain and carefully, he slipped it around his neck. The minute the gem touched his skin, he felt the rate his muscle was growing at double- no, triple! What truly surprised him was the feeling of his wings growing stronger- possibly transforming!

"What's happening to me?" Pit asked himself aloud. He stretched his now disproportionately small wings and watched them grow to fit his new body size. He slowly spread them as wide as he could, and with one large flap, sent himself spiraling through the air.

"Woohoo!" He hollered, doing flips, twirls, and other tricks.

"Just wait until I show Lady Palutena- she'll be thrilled!"

xXx

When Pit landed inside of the temple, he was greeted by Celina, the brunette angel who he had saved from Medusa's wrath long ago.

"Pit , are you alright? Lady Palutena told me what happened. You're not seriously injured, are you?" She asked, an immense amount of concern filled her voice.

"Oh, I'm fine. I-" Before Pit could continue speaking, Celina cut him off.

"Wait, how did you fly here by yourself and- whoa…" Celina trailed off after she realized how much Pit had changed in merely half an hour Her blue eyes glittered with wonder.

"Dude, you're ripped!" She said in awe. She felt really weird looking up at Pit. They had always been the same height. This would take some getting used to.

"Growth spurt… uh… yeah, a really big growth spurt." Pit said. He didn't want to tell Celina about his new good luck charm He knew she'd take it and give it to Lady Palutena- then he wouldn't finish growing.

"Well then, Mr. Tall Guy, everyone wants to know if you're okay. Follow me!" Celina said as she grabbed Pit's hand and dragged him through the temple.

xXx

"Pit! You're alright!" Harlan and Lady Palutena said in unison. Harlan was the half dragon son of Lady Palutena. He was born of his mother's hopes and dreams of having a child. When he was being created by the corrupt Goddess of fate Koriel, his soul merged with that of a dragon, bringing the demi-god into being.

Lady Palutena embraced Pit tightly, and it seemed, at that moment, that everything would be fine. Suddenly, Palutena went rigid.

"P-Pit," She stuttered as she pulled away from him.

"What?" He asked.

"Spread your wings." The Goddess replied. Pit did as he was told, and everyone gasped- even Dark Pit.

"Okay, first he comes in looking unnaturally over-muscled," Dark Pit said,

"But now he's got dragon wings like Harlan?!"

Harlan did have wings like a dragon, that was true, but that was because he was half dragon. Pit, on the other hand, was an angel- full blooded angel, and he didn't believe what his dark doppelganger had said.

"That's ridiculous." Pit said with a laugh.

"I'm an angel, not a dragon."

Harlan's eyes were open wide. He spread his wings and pointed to them.

"You've got wings like mine. I've got no explanation for it, though."

Pit just crossed his arms and smiled.

"You guys aren't pulling one over on me." He said with a nervous laugh They couldn't be serious- could they?

Lady Palutena raised her hand and a long mirror appeared in-front of Pit. When he saw his reflection, he nearly shrieked in fear. The feathers were falling off of his wings, revealing two pristine, shimmering gold dragon's wings.

"Uhh…" Pit murmured quietly.

"Harlan," Lady Palutena said to her son without taking her gaze off of Pit.

"Please go with Pit to his room and find a valid explanation for this."

xXx

"This is highly unnatural, Pit." Harlan said as he finished preening the feathers from Pit's wings. He sat down beside Pit, a serious expression on his face.

"Transformations like this only occur in those who have a dragon's blood flowing through their veins. How did you gain so much muscle in such a short period of time?" Harlan asked curiously. He could immediately tell that Pit was reluctant to say anything.

"Did you find anything unusual when you crashed?" Harlan said quietly as he bore his green eyes into Pit's blue ones.

"I found this magic gem and I've kept it with me since." Pit replied in defeat as he slipped the chain over his head, and dropped it into Harlan's hands. The dragon boy examined the gem and laughed quietly.

"What's so funny?" Pit asked. He really wasn't in the mood to make jokes.

"This isn't a gem," Harlan said.

"This is a wood carving!"

Harlan held the gem up to Pit's face- but it wasn't a gem anymore. It truly was a simple wood carving.

"That's impossible! It was a gem when I found it!" Pit exclaimed. He squinted his eyes and looked at the carving in disbelief.

"Pit, I think you hit your head pretty hard out there," Harlan said as he turned the carving over in his hands. Pit scowled. He wasn't amused.

"A young sorcerer learning to use magic must've charmed this and left it out as a prank. It makes your victim grow a pair of dragon's wings. It's designed to last for twelve hours- just enough time to make your victim decide to fly away- and land in the river they were trying to fly across. A simple, yet hilarious prank." Harlan explained.

"It's not so funny when you're the victim." Pit said flatly. Harlan simply ignored him.

"In your case, since you already had wings, it merely changed them. When you wake up in the morning, you should have your angel wings back- feathers, no flight and all." Harlan said, tossing the carving into Pit's hands.

"Can I get rid of the 'no flight' part?" Pit asked hopefully.

"Nope, sorry." Harlan replied.

"I still don't understand how or why it made you gain so much muscle like that. The spell isn't supposed to do that." He said, looking quite puzzled. In the end, he shrugged his shoulders, smiled, stood up and walked to the door.

"It's probably just a couple side effects. I wouldn't worry about it though. I'll tell everyone you're okay. You'd better get some shuteye- these spells can really give you a beating." Harlan said over his shoulder as he left the room. Pit sighed and flexed his scaly wings.

"I just don't get why this happened to me."

xXx

It was long past sunset, and it was a starry night. Not a single cloud drifted across the sky, the moon shone like a light.

In his bed, Pit twisted and turned in his sleep, whining, moaning… and growling.

The moon was shining unusually bright. For a while, it seemed normal, but to those who were awake to watch it, the sight was truly horrifying. Slowly and gradually, the stars began to disappear, and the moon began to turn red- blood red, like the dragon carving.

Fwoosh! Pit kicked his covers off in his sleep. He growled and moaned like an animal. His scaly wings were twitching- flexing and un-flexing. His muscles spasming at random. The deeper red the moon turned, the more restless Pit became. His lips peeled back into a snarl, and he barred his teeth. They were sharp fangs. He growled even louder, and he rolled off of his bed. The curtains on his window flashed open, and the red moonlight shone down on his twitching body. Suddenly, he stopped twitching. His blue eyes flashed open. His pupils weren't round anymore…