Twisted Heroes

Author's Note:

This is the role play fanfic my girlfriend and I are working on that literally started it all for us. By that, I mean started us with our favorite pairing that has no official ship name so we got to make it up ourselves. The pairing is Dark Link x Dark Pit and the name we came up with was SilverWingShipping. So, enjoy.

Act 1 - The 'Big Bang'

Centuries had come and gone as a golden age of peace reigned over ancient Greece. The land prospered as the people once again remembered their gods and respected them. However, it was on this very day, a day of celebration in the heavens above the Overworld where the goddess of Light had called a gathering of her allies whom all of which were once enemies, that a prank caused by a rather mischievous god with a grudge and vengeance would bring about a change for the world's order, one that would shift the very balance of good and evil...

In Skyworld, the atmosphere was joyous and full of cheer. For once, the Centurions weren't tripping over each other or their own two feet in haste, rushing to finish their daily tasks, and their captain was able to sit back and relax, but... maybe not in the way another in his position would. Rather than kicking back his feet and taking a breather, he delighted in trying to fill his stomach that acted very much like a black hole. A sigh came from a corner nearest the young white-winged angel as a very similar looking figure stood proper from his slumped position and opened his rust brown eyes. He really didn't like being there, but, hey. What could he do? He'd been dragged along against his will. So there he was, he guessed. With a roll of his eyes, he walked out of the dining chamber and headed toward Palutena's quarters where not only she, but Viridi, goddess of Nature, and Hades, lord of the Underworld had been for the last few hours. Without even a knock, he pushed the doors open and slid into another corner, folding his arms across his chest as he watched. Apparently, both goddesses had let themselves go a bit, for both were stumbling and laughing while Hades told a poor joke. The dark angel forced back a chuckle. This was a rare sight, and he was a bit happy he was able to witness it. He always needed an upper hand, and this was as good as any. That thought in his mind was the last ounce of calm he would see that night though. The two girls began talking in loud voices about this spell Palutena would never dare to try had she been herself; composed, but, here it was: an incantation made to fuse two worlds into one. Damn. And I thought only Pit could be that stupid.

After that small bout of words said quickly and slightly slurred, change was apparent only instants later. The black-winged avian face palmed and groaned low in his throat. And... that's all, folks, he thought to himself as he rushed over to the balcony, his wings fluttering slightly. He was itching to get down there and see what had been wrought. A quick glance at Viridi told him, however, he'd have to find his own way down. She wasn't exactly in any position to grant him the Power of Flight, and, quite frankly, he'd never ask, and, even if he would humiliate himself to that level... he was more concerned about his feathers. He didn't want to be fried. He scanned the air before catching sight of something shimmering in the near distance. Looks like my luck's still fine... With a smirk, he jumped on the railing and made a loud whistling noise. In response, the source of the flicker came to a halt before him. "Phos. Lux. Let's get outta here," he whispered to the white, feral looking unicorns as he took hold of their reigns behind the Lightning Chariot. "Hyah!" he urged as the beasts sped down to the ground below where he jumped off and gave them a slight nod. What in the-... His eyes gazed around for a minute before he shook his head. Of all the stupid things they could've done... Why?! Again, his wings fluttered as he set off in a random direction, just seeing where he'd end up.

Elsewhere, a silver haired boy, resident from the world the goddesses fused their world with, wasn't really sure what had happened, but... whatever it was, it was huge. His crimson, red eyes scanned the changed landscape. What the hell happened while I was asleep!? He narrowed them as he continued to investigate his surroundings. Towns don't just appear overnight! ...And what the hell is that language!? It's nothing I can recognize... He sighed and took another swig from his half empty bottle of alcoholic milk. After finishing his investigation, the cloaked, slightly drunk, dark figure went on his way. Even if a village, town, or whatever they were materialized out of nowhere, he still had to keep a low profile, which meant keeping his head low and making sure that if anyone saw him, they couldn't identify him. He had to go. ...But where? Eh, why not his usual hangout? No one goes there these days... not with the way things are now.

He could feel his sandals wearing a bit thin, but kept moving. He had to see the extent of the damage those two idiots caused, and, what the hell, These sandals haven't failed me yet, so, whatever. Hm? He stopped. Before him was a body of clear water, and, overhead, the darkened, purple clouds cast an ominous glow over the entire lake. Wait... purple...? What the hell is going on here? Ugh. He made another groan as he thought of the squabble that was sure to happen when the goddesses were sober again. Maybe, if they decided not to drink around each other, this whole mess could've been avoided. Still... count me out of that one. He never liked dealing with their little arguments anyway. That was Pit's job, not his.

The dark Hylian was snoozing in his regular spot underneath the tree on the small piece of land overlooking the lake... or what was left of it. He wasn't completely unaware, though. He was ready for anything... He was a sort of fugitive, after all.

The fallen angel cast his thoughts aside for a moment as he allowed himself to let his surroundings sink in. To his left was a shack of some sort with markings he couldn't understand on a sign by the door. To his right was an observatory like building with a lookout station high up above... and... in front of him was a puddle of a lake with an island in the middle and one slightly to the left with a large stone tablet on it where the sun was depicted beside more of those strange symbols. But... on that center island... beneath that lonely tree... was a figure. The figure had a cloak that was as dark as he is draped around him as he slept. His right hand rested on his sword, which was at his side. Though, that was hard to tell, because all that could be seen was what one would identify as a black silhouette of a person.

With a barely audible snap of his fingers on his left hand, the dark angel summoned up his bow, just in case... He wasn't too worried. As far as anyone could tell, what he held was a drawstringless, useless piece of metal, but, that wasn't the case. His Silver Bow had gotten him in and out of more situations than he dared count. He slipped off his sandals so as to tred as lightly as possible, and made his way over to the island. He wanted to see what sort of people his world had been mixed up with, but, caution was top priority for him. Once there, he looked over the sleeping , cloaked person and carefully got his vantage point in the tree seconds later. The dark Hylian's sensitive ears twitched slightly at the tiny noises the angel had made getting in the tree. However, it was not enough to make him stir. His eyes remained closed as he went on slumbering, snoring softly as he did so. Leaning back against the tree's trunk, one foot propped up against it, his arms crossed, and his wings pressed tightly against his back, the angel glanced around again from his new lookout point. Something flashed in the water, but he wasn't in the mood to get soaked, so he stayed put. There was plenty of time to delve deeper later, but, for now, he wanted to perch for a bit.

After some short time passed, the dark Hylian opened his eyes, which, almost seemed like they glow, and stretched, unwrapping his cloak, which revealed, for a few short seconds his appearance and the sword he had by his side. After that, he picked up his weapon and sheathed it before getting up and walking near the edge of the little island. He tilted his head downwards and looked, observing what was below the surface of the water: the temple entrance. If Link was here...

The angel caught, only briefly, the glimmer of a blade and... Kinda weird for a skin tone... he thought after seeing the smokey grey. Huh... he seems about as cautious as I am... I wonder why... Without another thought, he decided to act brazen for a minute. "Hey," he called out in that voice of his that was full of attitude, even when he wasn't trying to be that way. It was just how he was.

He froze on the spot, the palm of his hand open and ready to grab his long sword at any time if needed. He looked back and responded, "What do you want...?"

"Woah. Seems like a bit of 'tude on your end," he laughed. Guessing he's not an enemy, or, one of us would be dead by now. "That set in your shoulders... I've seen it. Burdened a bit too much?"

He cocked his eyebrow and stared. He read me easily... Well, he doesn't seem to be my enemy. Just a stranger, I guess. The dark Hylian turned around completely, relaxing his hand slightly before replying, "Seems you've been around the block a few times, huh?" What is he...? Wings? Can he fly...?

"Technically, no. Figuratively, yeah," was the response as those bluish black wings of his shimmered and fluttered slightly. He smirked slightly and dispelled his weapon before jumping down, using his feathers to slow the descent. Once his feet touched the ground, he folded his wings tightly against his back before turning his attention back to the other.

"Don't take this the wrong way but... what the hell are you?" he asked bluntly as he tilted his head to the side slightly.

"An angel. What? No angels in your world?" he inquired with a bemused look.

"No. Not really," he answered as his head resumed a level position, his face, curious and confused. ...World? Does that mean the magical appearing village I saw come from another fucking realm!? What the hell... "So... did two worlds fuse or some crazy bullshit like that? 'Cause there's a lot of things- and I mean a lot that just materialized out of thin air..."

He sighed in an exasperated way before explaining. "That was because two goddesses decided to get drunk at the same time and use a spell that shouldn't be used. I didn't think they'd use it, ever, but, hey. I've been wrong before, but only rarely. So, anyway, yeah. That's the reason." Here, he paused and glanced up for a moment, his wings fluttering again, before he added in a low tone, "They're all idiots."

"Yeah... I guess," he drawled in sort of agreement. "What's your name..?" he questioned, deciding to change the subject. He wanted to know more about this angel... And his world because, it was a part of this one now, so he might as well learn what he can...

"Wow. Nice topic change," he sassed with a playful edge. "It's Dark Pit. Yours?"

I need to be careful about my name... "D-Link."

...? Caution all around. Heh. Alright. "I'm just gonna go out on a limb here... You're hiding from something." It wasn't a question, but a statement. One thing he was good at was catching something hidden in words, unlike his counterpart who'd just miss it and go, "Okie!" No. He just decided not to call him out on it in a blunt way. Beating around the bush was sometimes the best option.

Damn. He's sharp. ...Sees right through me. Great... "You got me there," he said with a casual shrug. Link would have hidden it so much better...

"Uh-huh. Tell me something. Are the clouds here supposed to be purple?!" he asked finally. They were bugging him, and he had to know. Being close to nature as he was wasn't helping right now... Damn you, Viridi, for making me your angel. I hate it when unnatural things annoy me. I'M UNNATURAL. so this isn't working out here! Of course, this was also one of those "beat around the bush" tactics, but, it did, honestly, drive him nuts.

"No. Are they ominous dark magical clouds? ...Yes."

"I can sense the dark energy from them... It's strong," he paused. The clouds weren't the only thing giving him that vibe, though... There was a slight dark energy comming from the Hylian beside him... but, rather than ask, he raised an eyebrow. They only feel slightly similar... Why...?

"The cause of them is stronger," he stated bluntly and, surprisingly, quite seriously as his eyes seemed to glow with an intensity.

"...I bet." In those two words, equal tone was used as the angel looked downward for a second. Kinda like how Pandora's mirrors are only a fraction of her real power but can crop up anywhere.

He said nothing more as a few moments of silence passed, the intensity in his eyes dimming. He finally responded with one simple word, "Yeah." Ganondorf, you bastard...

"Anyway." The blackette shook his head, accidentally knocking his silver laurel crown askew. He sighed and glared at it as he took it off and held it in his hands before placing it back on his head and messing with it, getting increasingly frustrated. Not straight, dammit!

He stared for a few seconds before taking the angel's headwear and placing it on his head, making it perfectly straight. He had it straight seven times... What's his deal with that thing..?

"How did you do that?" he demanded, slight awe slipping into his voice.

"Do what? It was straight the first time you adjusted it, but you just kept fiddling with it for some reason..."

"What the hell are you talking about? It was a fraction of a centimeter off to the left the first time, then a millimeter to the right, then a decimeter to the back. After that, it was a decameter to the left again, then an inch to the right-"

"OKAY! I get it! Geez, you're as bad as Link is with his belt!"

"Link?" Got you. Finally, he was getting somewhere.

Damn, gotta be more careful... "...My light counterpart," he reluctantly admitted. There was no wiggle room.

"Sooo... Dark Link, huh? I get the D-Link bit now," he stated, his voice hushed. Yep. He'd picked up on the need to keep hidden as well.

"Yeah. Just call me D-Link, though, alright?"

"Just so long as you don't call me Pittoo," he joked, slipping up in his own way. SHIT!

"Pittoo? Looks like I'm not the only one with double names..." he mused.

"Yeah, yeah. I can't believe I let that slip! Damn," the avian muttered as his wings fluttered slightly in agitation.

"Don't worry about it. I won't call you Pittoo."

"Thanks." Wait, what? I didn't just... I did, didn't I? WHAT THE HELL?!

"Uh... no prob." He doesn't seem the type to thank people. So... why thank me?

"Uhm..." Silence broke into the conversation, halting its flow. The dusky angel's thoughts began to wander elsewhere. I have to figure out what's going on here, then... If those clouds aren't normal, Viridi will order me, and that isn't something I'm gonna let happen. I'll find out how to get rid of them before she gets on my case, harping me over it. And, I seriously doubt Palutena can reverse her spell, so these worlds are combined forever. That means, it's worth saving before Pit gets himself killed trying. There's one thing I have to know first though... If Pit was supposed to be the hero of Greece and I'm his dark counterpart... does that mean... "Hey... Not to pry or anything, but... Link wouldn't happen to be the hero of your world, would he?"

"Yeah. You catch on quick. How'd you work that out?" He asked, curious.

"Lucky guess."

"Mm, sure it was."

"Heh. Call it an educated guess, then."

"Okay," he answered simply before asking, "Why did you want to know...?"

"Let's just say that since these clouds aren't normal, Viridi will be on my case about it, so I kinda had to make sure someone was gonna try to restore the natural order of things."

"Viridi? ...Who the hell's that?"

"The goddess of Nature."

"Alright. You work under her or something?"

"Hey, screw you!" he retorted, obviously offended. "Hell no! I didn't agree to it. She threw it on me and I just went with it because she could give me the Power of Flight, but it's only for a measly five minutes! So, I guess she gets more out of the deal which is why I try to do everything before she orders me to, because if she orders it, I don't do it. That's how it works!" He stopped himself too late and yelled mentally, Fuuuuucccckkkk!

"Hold on a minute... You have wings but you can't fly? What the fuck?"

"...No. Pit can't fly either, so I didn't exactly have any ability to at all when I was created by the Mirror of Truth. I was able to fly on my own when I took Pandora's powers but-" he cut himself off. The hell?! Shit!

"The Mirror of Truth... How does that work?"

"I'm not getting out of this now, am I?"

"Nope."

"Damn. Alright. The Mirror of Truth was supposed to show the true reflection of one's soul whenever they looked into it. Then, it would create a dark version loyal to the Underworld and the god of the Dead. However, the mirror cracked before completion, so, that resulted in me, a free agent with a great deal more of a head on his shoulders than the light version."

"I take it your counterpart is an airhead...?"

"You got it."

"Mine's- I hate to admit it but, he's smarter than me. ...I'm not stupid or anything though."

"You've got more of a brain than Pit does, so I think you'll be fine."

"You... really don't like him, do you?"

"No. Why should I?"

"Oookay then."

"I just hope he's not trying to find-"

"Pittoooooooo!"

"Son of a-"

"Pittoo! Lady Palutena sent me to-"

"Find me? Congrats. You did. Bye bye now."

"She said that she and Viridi needed you, too!"

"I'm sorry. What was that? Oh yeah. I don't care."

"Come on!"

"NO!"

"FINE!" the brunette yelled, his cheeks puffed slightly. He blinked once and shook his head before looking up at the heavens then back at Dark Pit whose glare was harsh enough to cut glass. "Then, see ya- wait. Who's that?"

"None of your business!"

The dark Hylian blinked, a slightly amused look upon his features as he watched the pointless bickering between the two angels.

"Awww..."

"Those puppy eyes only work on Palutena, Pitstain."

"Why you- I can call you the same thing, you know!"

"Yeah. You just won't. Now bye."

"See ya. I'll just tell Lady Palutena that you're being stubborn again."

"Yeah, fine, whatever. Buzz off."

Without another word, the white winged angel left in a rush of blue light, disappearing as he was extracted by Palutena's magic.

"Finally. Ow. My head hurts now."

"You'll live, won't you?" he asked sarcastically.

"No. Nope. Done," he laughed in response.

"I'll just bury you by the lake, then... or something like that," he joked back.

"Yeah. Sounds good. I'll get a fish to bury instead, though. I don't want to get my feathers dirty," the dark avian teased.

"Didn't know you were related to fish, Dark Pit."

"Nah. Just seems to be the only type of animal around here aside from a crow and a... what the hell is that? Looks like a cross between a grasshopper and a frog, or something..."

"That's a tektite. Determined to kill anything that it sees, but yeeeeaaaaahhhh... pretty stupid," the dark Hylian snickered.

"Sounds like someone else I know. Nice. Okay. Enough joking around," still holding a smile, or, smirk rather, the angel's voice changed in tone, a bit of seriousness slipping in.

"Yeah, sure," he agreed simply.

Again, his wings fluttered as he looked around again. Curiosity had gotten the best of him once more. "Hey. You know the area. Mind showing me around, D-Link?"

"Nope. There's a lot to see," he answered.

"Great. Whenever you're ready, then." Patience wasn't really his thing on a normal occasion, but, then again, that was also only with a few certain people he really disliked. And, so far as he could tell, he didn't seem to dislike this one, which was odd. He usually didn't get attached to people... so... why...?

"Well... there's a lovely place I'd like to show you. C'mon," he beckoned, smirking as he went across the bridge, heading for the fishing shack.

"Okaaaaaay...?" Dark Pit voiced in a slightly inquisitive manner. The way he'd said "lovely" wasn't exactly what you'd call sincere. It was more sarcastic and playful if anything. But hey. It was a bit of exploring, so, why not? With another flutter of his wings, the blackette followed, a smirk on his countenance. He hadn't smiled for any lengthy period in a very long time. For once, he felt calm... peaceful... not annoyed or peeved as he so often did, and... he hated to admit it, but, it was a pleasant feeling...

They arrived and D-Link entered the little hut, but not before choking back a snicker at the lame slogan proclaiming, "The fish are really biting today!"

The short angel raised an eyebrow in question at the choked laugh from the other, not aware of the cheesy line that was printed on the poster beside the door. Without bothering to ask, figuring there would be time later, he proceeded in after the taller boy after snapping his finger once to conceal his wings by bending the light rays around them. If they had no angels in this world previously, there was a high possibility that anyone else not quite like D-Link would freak out at the sight, and, as fun as it sounded, he didn't want to create mass panic. That would be a pain in the ass, and I don't want to bring any unwanted attention to D-Link, he reasoned mentally.

"Oh, it's you," the guy in the front said in an exasperated tone. "Take a pole, and get out of my face, you freak. ...Oh, and don't forget to pay for it..."

The dark Hylian gave him a sarcastic smile before placing down the rupees on the counter, making very sure to be purposely just one short.

Pittoo gave a slight twitch in his stance, not exactly sure why that one word made him a bit wary. Maybe it was the way he said it... but... could there be something I'm not supposed to know here? Does it have to do with what he's hiding from? Hmmmm... His posture had become thoughtful without him being aware of it. Quite frankly, he wasn't paying any attention at the moment to anything but his thoughts, so, he just happened to miss the amount the other paid. Though, had he been perceptive then, he would've taken note as he'd been able to at least read the numbers. At least they were universal, apparently.

The shack owner banged his fists on the table twice in irritation and anger before shouting, "That's 19 rupees you half-wit! 19! Count to 20, dumbass!" What he didn't know, was that while he was raging at D-Link, the dark Hylian sneakily put another rupee on the table, making it the correct amount for renting a fishing pole.

"Maybe you should be the one learning to count, because, that's 20."

Snapped out of his thoughts by the raised voices, Dark Pit looked up with a jerk of his head, his body already trying to get into a battle stance and summon a weapon up as his fight response kicked in, but, he forced his calm and relaxed, carefully observing the situation before rolling his eyes at his near slip into action that was completely unnecessary. The hell...? Why's this guy such a douchebag?

The owner of the fishing hut recounted the rupees and growled in agitation. "You... YOU!" he yelled, his voice increasing in volume as he pointed his index finger at the source of his ultimate annoyance, which, stifled a sly smirk in response before finally taking the pole to the fishing hole.

"What the hell is your problem?! Stop yelling! GODS! I swear, you'll raise the dead," voiced an extremely annoyed angel who paused only a moment to see the smirk on his newfound friend's face.

"What's my problem...? Him, that's what!"

"What did he ever do to you?" Pressing for answers was the only thing he really wanted to do at that moment. He didn't like this guy one bit.

"It's not what he did to me, it's what he did to everyone..." he answered, his tone full of hatred and loathing.

"...To everyone? What do you mean?" the avian inquired. I seriously doubt he did anything. He doesn't seem the type to do something that greatly enrages people. He's not like Palutena, Pit, Pandora, Phosphora, Pyrron, Viridi, Thanatos, or Hades, so... everyone...?

He gave a spiteful laugh before stating, "I see... new around here. So it's only natural that you don't know what kind of abomination he really is."

"Abomination..." he repeated, closing his eyes and letting a sigh escape his mouth before he revealed his raven black wings, stretching them to their full above his head. "Right." The guy froze, his mouth agape just slightly at the sight before him. There definitely were no angels in Hyrule, or even the world. Well... that was before they fused. So, what an unusual scene this really was for him. A person... with wings!? He didn't know how to react; he just stared at the impossible spectacle right before his eyes, a tiny fear creeping up in him. "...I'll let that slide, I guess. Think before you use words like that because not everything is what you see it as. Just tell me... What did he do that made you hate him?" he inquired, his rust brown eyes showing little emotion at all. He was forcing his calm now.

"Well... one so close to our evil dictator, is surely just as responsible for all of the suffering he has caused..."

"Ever think that maybe it's not that black and white? No. Never mind. You haven't, obviously. Well, whatever. I'm done. Bye bye now." With that, he walked over to the shallow pond and went to stand beside the one he'd been trying to know better, his arms crossed over his chest and a slight frown on his face, his eyes showing a bit more emotion now: rage, confusion, thoughtfulness, and understanding.

D-Link was sprawled on the edge of the pond, the fishing pole lazily gripped in his left hand. He had cast the line, but never bothered to reel it in at any sign of a bite. He was just content to watch the fish nibble at the bait, and, when he heard his friend's steps, he looked up at him. "What's up...?"

"Huh? Oh. Just... thinking over something I was told... though.. I'm sure it's only a bit of the whole truth..." he said cautiously, trying to evade the conversation for a bit longer. D-Link would tell him when he was ready, probably, so why rush it? "It's nothing. Don't worry about it."

"What did that guy say?" Probably some douche things or whatever... I learned not to really care but... it bothers him. Why?

"...Not avoiding this, huh? Heh, Alright. Just some drabble about you being an abomination and at least a part of the reason people suffer here... but... eh. I think it was more like, 'one so close to our evil dictator, is surely just as responsible for all of the suffering he has caused,' or something along those lines..."

He winced, for only a fraction of a second at the words 'so close to our evil dictator' before he caught himself. He couldn't reveal that... He just couldn't. "Yeah. I'm not..." he responded, a bit of an uneasy edge to his tone. He wasn't lying, but he wasn't really telling everything either.

"Figured this wasn't a conversation you'd wanna have. Though... I do wanna know sometime. Don't ask. Not sure why. I just do," he replied, bringing the awkwardness to a different level for himself. Am I getting sick or something...? Damn. Not myself lately...

He 's curious about me, huh? Very few people have ever really even wanted to know more about me, they just assume I'm evil and should be avoided at all costs. Except for Link. "Alright. Wanna fish?" he asked, changing the subject.

"Uhm... I never was one for fishing..." he said, hesitantly. In truth, he'd never taken the time to sit down and learn as he was always trying to avoid his counterpart and the gods. Always moving, never staying in one place with the exception of his favorite place where he felt he could chill without being bothered, and there was no fishing area around there. In fact, the only source of water was an old fountain... And... now I feel awkward. His wings flutered slightly to show his emotion, though, this subconscious movement wasn't one he ever was aware of, and no one ever said anything about it, so, how would he know?

"It's easy. All you have to do is cast the line and wait. When you get a bite, reel it in real quick," he explained as he smiled and got up off the ground from where he was sitting. He reeled in his own line; he was about to demonstrate how to fish.

"Uhhhh... Nah. I uh... I don't... um... It's cool," the dusky avian stammered with a sweat mark and a very uneasy smile on his face. He was more scared of getting his wings soaked now. There was a huge one in there! It was most likely strong enough to pull him in! Aaaannnnd... his weapons, though they may have looked heavy, were magic in a way, so, to an angel, they were light and easy to use. He wasn't sure he had the strength to fish. He looked away from the pond at the wall surrounding the shack, his wings fluttering again.

"Come on. There's no need to be so nervous."

"Nervous? Who said I was nervous? No. I just don't want that big fish to get my wings all waterlogged, that's all."

"It's not hard to tell that you are... Especially with how many times your wings've fluttered."

"Wait, what? They don't flutter... so... what?"

"Yeah, they do. They have been ever since we first met."

"...?"

"Wow. You didn't even know they did that, huh?"

"No! What the hell?!" he yelled as he glared at them with distaste.

"Well... you do now."

"...I guess," was the response as he rolled his eyes a tad bit. "Uh-Okay! You know what... screw this. I'm not gonna try. C'mon. There's some place I wanna show you."

"Show the way," he said casually.

"Right. But first, I think you need to give the pole back without trying to piss him off."

"Yeah, okay. Whatever," was his response as he walked over to the counter and placed the fishing pole. The owner just glared at him as he did.

Wow. Not too hard to get him mad, I guess. Ah, well. We tried, at least. Thoughts running through his head, he led the way out to Hyrule Field and looked around for only a split second, his bird's eyesight helping him spot the old road to his destination easily. He wished he was higher up so that he could get that ariel veiw he loved so much, but, he could no more do anything about it than wish he wasn't Pit's double at this point. With a sigh, he led the way with light footing, his wings folded neatly against his back as he did so. Once the ruins came into view, he smirked lightly and glanced over at his companion for a moment before going and hopping onto the fountain's edge with a content air. Now, a true smile lined his visage, transforming the usual, sour expression into a calm that seemed more natual now, rather than forced. He was at peace here, and that was something he particularly found intriguing about this place, one of the reasons he liked it so much.

He looked around, taking in the scenery of the ruins. A moment of silence passed before he spoke, "It's quiet. Calm, actually."

"The Ancient Ruins. No one ever comes here except me, most of the time. Unless you count the time Pit chased me here at Palutena's request after I was created, it's always peaceful," he explained, no ounce of any other emotion slipping into his voice even when he spoke of his light doppelganger. He closed his eyes and leaned back onto the cool, worn stone he was sitting on, relaxing his arms under his head as he gazed up at the oddly blue sky and normal clouds. However, this was most likely because his world was not yet touched by the influence that laid over Hyrule, even though they were a part of the same whole now. He figured it was only a matter of time, though...

"The sky... it's beautiful," he remarked, a bit of wonder edging into his voice slightly. I don't think I've ever seen what a clear sky looks like... No wonder he likes this place; it's pretty peaceful.

"Uh huh..." he nodded, opening his eyes and turning his attention to the other, and, for whatever reason, a faint warmth lit his cheeks which he didn't understand. I swear I'm catching something... he thought to himself, but, that reddish tint didn't leave his face.

What is that? He pondered that for a moment before deciding he would work that out later.