Part 1
Pit flapped his wings as fast as he could, Link and Marth sprinted along below him. The night air was cold, the stars and moon were hidden by the clouds, and Pit had a hard time seeing where he was flying. He just followed the others. He had to speed up, if they stopped even for a second, if that thing was still following them... He didnt even want to think about it. What he wasnt counting on, was that a huge branch was sticking out in front of him just as he was distracted. He stifled a scream as he felt himself falling, and the pain seered up his right side where he had hit the branch.
Link luckily managed to jump out of the way just as a huge white blob crash labded in front of him. He winced.
"Uhh... Pit...?" He said gingerly, looking back. Thankfully the creature must have given up.
"What happened?!" Asked an out of breath Marth, running over.
"I think Pit crashed..." Link whispered, gently placing his hand on the angels cheek. He felt like a block of ice, and was wearing nothing more than a toga.
"Maybe we should make camp for the night, poor Pit feels like hes going to get hypothermia if we arent careful.
Pit could vaguely hear Link and Marth talking. His mind was fuzzy, tired... He had been up and flying all day, and hadnt gotten any skeep the last two nights. Ike snored. Zelda had been scared most nights, of what he didnt know. Probably that she had never been in the woods overnight.
Pit felt his conciousness returning, and found Marths cape wrapped round him, Link was a few meteres away gathering sticks for some reason.
"Is it still following us...?" He asked, realising it was a stupid question after hed said it.
"Eh, Pit? The thing stopped following us almost an hour ago..." Marth said, shivering.
"Then we should get back to camp with the others..." Pit started, getting up. He cried out in pain and fell back down, his right ankle must have been twisted.
"You okay?" Link asked, coming back with an armful of sticks.
"Umm... I crash landed...?" Pit asked, not completely remembering the events of the previous hours.
"I guess. One minute were all running, the next you nearly landed on top of me..." Link shrugged.
"We should probably find you something for that ankle." Marth said.
"No we should get back to the others..." He protested. "It cant be that far..."
"You do know we are over 30 miles away, right? Your injured, Links exhausted and I just want something to eat, kay? They wont be worried if we get back first thing tomorrow." Marth said comfortingly wrapping his arms around him in a pathetic attempt at warding off the biting cold.
"And what exactly are you going to eat?" Link laughed, kneeling down and placing the twigs into a cone shape.
"Eh, I will eat... The air?" Marth sighed, realising he had eaten his packed lunch ages ago, and hadnt saved any for later.
"Im sure im not the only one whos hungry right now?" Marth asked, looking around. Link shook his head. Pit simply said "You are the only one whos hungry." He handed Marth the remains of his own lunch before wrapping the cape round him a little more. He hated to admit it, but he was freezing. He allways wore a skimpy little toga, even in mid december. He looked up. Snow had started to fall lightly, and Pit ahivered even more. Link allways wore two layers, and his clothes were thicker. How Pit wished he had a coat. But no, he stupidly allways wore the toga. Marth was also wearing thicker clothes than him. It wasnt fair.
"So how are we going to light the fire?" Marth laughed. Link groaned.
"Didnt thinK of that, did you, mr elf?" He laugehd, before realising they were all freezing. Particulaly Pit.
"Think of something." Link said, pacing up and down. He pulled out his sword and started to cut away some of the huge leaves. Perfect for a roof, if he could find something to make walls.
Just then something mived in the bushes. Link signalled for silence, he waited, waited... And suddenly, the giant goomba burst out into the open. Marth drew his sword and Link his bow.
"Pit stay out of the way!" Link yelled.
"Watch out!" Pit cried, too late. The goomba kicked Link in the back, hard. He went tumbling to the ground, crying out in pain. Pit forced himself up on his ankle and ran over to help, as Marth kept on swinging his sword at the oversized brown mushroom.
"Try jumping on its head!" Pit yelled. Marth tmust have thought he was crazy.
"What?!" He shouted.
"Just do it!" Pit said stubornly.
Marth thrust himself into the air, his feet meeting with the top of the goombas head.
The goomba scuttled away back into the bushes, Marth, panting, ran over to Link and Pit.
"Is he okay?" Maryh asked, noticing the huge gash on Links forehead where hed hit a rock, and asking himself why he bothered askinf that question.
"Great, we have two injured men." Marth sighed, sitting down.
"Try to get some sleep Pit..." Marth said blankly.
"How do I sleep when im sitting on ice cold grass and its snowing and we have no fire, no shelter and no way of getting back to the others and no way of letting the others know where we are?" Pit cried, his child-like instincts setting in, and tears welling in the corner of his eyes.
"Just try." Came a sympathetic remark from Marth, who pulled the little angel up close to him.
"We will all be fine. I promise." He said, running his fingers through Pits hair, trying to comfort the young child.
Zelda had allways called it a 'mothers instinct'. The thought made him want to throw up.
