It's like an intro of sorts, i actually had this idea before the Viridi/Hades drabble and had intended to do a oneshot with Dark Pit lamenting about how he killed Pit, but I changed my mind. This will either end up as friendship or romance I haven't decided which, but either way there will be some fluffy bits, you'll just have to see. I know i promised some people i would do some more chapters on 'Trouble in Paradise', but right now I'm feeling the Kid Icarus mojo flowing~ so I better get to using it while i got it aye?
Sorry in advance if the characters are or become OoC. And yeah, like I said this is just an intro thingy, so there isn't much going on just yet... okay there is XD; but not many words to read, I mean. Next chapter we visit Palutena and you see what's going on over there, and perhaps at least the start, if not the whole battle, with Arlon. No beta.
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"Okay, that is the last time I want to hear Pittoo!" The words echoed in his head as he thought back on the battle. Sure he hated the stupid sounding nickname, who wouldn't? But now the dark angel would give anything to hear that horrible name shouted at him again.
He had taunted his lighter side about their difference in power often, he just hadn't realized how much of a difference it actually was. Pit had always put up quite a fight and always seemed to defeat him in battle. It was hard to believe that the one time Dark Pit won was when the lighter angel would finally meet his end. Why hadn't Pit fled when he knew he was beaten? Why did he continue to fight despite knowing he could hardly hold his weapon any longer. Dark Pit had always thought highly of self preservation, but it seemed his lighter side didn't share these feelings.
After the fight was over, Dark Pit had simply watched eyes wide in shock as he waited for the angel of light to jump back to his feet and defeat him like he always had. But Pit never moved. Dark Pit waited silently for a few short moments before a slight sliver of worry and, was that regret? rushed through him and he began shouting at his light counterpart, demanding for the other angel to 'stand up and face me!'. He couldn't be dead. Not yet, there was still so much the other had left to do. Still so many battles they had yet to fight...
Pit's lifeless body had been quickly retrieved by a group of Centurions summoned by the now emotionally distressed goddess of light. Dark Pit just stood by and let them take Pit, unable to believe this was actually happening. It was like he was trapped in a dream as everything seemed to blur together around him. Shouldn't he be happy? He was now the only Pit... but A wave of loneliness seemed to seep into his being at the thought of never being able to battle the other again... never being able to even SEE the other again.
Unable to handle this wave of strange, new and raw emotions the dark angel had fled the lunar fortress returning to the Earth, soon finding himself back at the temple ruins where he and Pit had first fought one on one. Why had he continuously pursued the light angel? Had he felt the need to prove he was better then just some random copy of Pit? Did he wish to show he was his own person and not just some tool that the gods could manipulate? Or had he truly hated Pit that much? Dark Pit shook his head stiffly at the last question. He hadn't truly hated his counterpart...just... disliked him, and marginally at that he realized as he thought more and more about everything. His eye stung as he tried to make sense and understand why he had done what he did, and why he was regretting his actions so much now.
"If that stupid Arlon hadn't led me to his stupid sanctum, none of this would have happened!" Dark pit snapped quickly converting his confusing emotions into one he understood fully. Anger. He clenched his fists and stood up leaving his own temporary 'sanctum'. Arlon would pay for using him. They would all pay. Spreading his wings the dark angel launched into the sky making his way back towards his first target. "Arlon had better watch his back."
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