Yay, another Smash fic! I really enjoyed doing this, although I felt a few things could have been done better...*shrugs* Ah well, nobody's perfect.
So, let's rewind a few months. This started off as a Pit x Zelda fic that I was co-writing with Kikixeni back in May, but unfortunately I had to scrap the idea. A few months later, around December, the idea resurfaced, but in a totally different light. Fast forward to FEBUARY and I finally wrote the dang thing.
I always wanted something tragic to center this pairing around, heck, it's nothing to what I had planned for the first version, though...but yeah, I don't give all my secrets away!
So, the ending of this planning was a three-shot that looked at Pit and Zelda's relationship, but in a way of remembrance during a time of tragedy. I'm still busy writing the third chapter, hopefully it'll be up sometime tomorrow.
I'm hoping I didn't overuse italics here, but I'll let you guys be the judge. So yeah, enjoy, and I hate making people cry, so if you feel this story is going to make you that way, please at least have a tissue ready...also, please get lost if you hate this pairing, I don't want to be moaned about it in reviews. And yes, I realize the title sucks.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Super Smash Bros.
Anyway, have fun reading! ~Blue Toad~
Chapter 1: Introducing the Angel
When she awoke, she wasn't surprised that her eyes felt painful.
The tears had stung her beautiful cerulean eyes, and had streaked their way down her usually calm face.
Zelda merely stared ahead, lying sideways on her bed. The sheets were drawn over her, and there was an empty chair next to her.
Most likely Peach...she was Zelda's best friend, after all.
She continued to stare ahead, her eyes emotionless and dead. Yesterday, her world have been shattered before her.
No one had left her since her mother...then again, Zelda had been a mere child, unable to comprehend the situation back then.
Then, she moved. A single hand ran across the other side of the bed, the right side. It was perfectly made up.
He was always so neat...
She was still in her same, white dress, with the small purple robe of cloth that covered her chest...
Zelda then immediately felt around her chest frantically, and sighed with relief. A small, golden locket was around her neck
She clicked it open, and looked inside at the picture sadly.
Then, before she knew it, tears were streaming down her face again.
It was an important day at the Smash Mansion. Newcomers for the third series were due to arrive. Many of the smashers wanted to make a good impression and help everyone feel welcome.
Zelda had started the day early. A wash, her hair brushed, her usual dress...
And then, she sat in a chair by the window, watching the rising sun from across the mountains to the north. The sky was clear and covered with a light blue colour.
Zelda tried to watch the sun carefully, squinting her eyes as if trying to focus.
Then, she touched a book with the tip of a pencil.
It was a beautiful book, the front scarlet red with the insignia of the Royal Family of Hyrule crafted onto it. Zelda's mother had owned it before her, and it had been her last gift to her daughter.
Tracing lines across the white paper, her green pencil created beautiful shapes, a round carefully drawn for the sun, large triangle-like mountains...the grass being brushed with a lazy wind...
Then, she blinked.
Perhaps she had imagined it, but she was very certain she had spotted...something that had darted across the sky. A white sort of figure...
She tried to picture that figure in her head. It was a few minutes later, after she had sat there deep in thought, that her pencil crafted a speeding figure of pure white darting across the blue sky.
She had just finished when there was a series of knocks on the door; whoever it was clearly was in a hurry. Zelda clutched her art book and dropped the pencil, walking across the room to open the door.
As she pulled the knob, she discovered it was Peach, who seemed very restless.
"Zelda! What on earth are you still doing here?!"
Zelda blinked, and then opened her book to show Peach what she had drawn. Peach sighed a little as her eyes met the page.
"Zelda...I know you're devoted to art, and you're wonderful at it, but do you remember what today is?!"
Zelda thought for a moment, then suddenly clapped a hand to her cheek.
"Oh my stars...I completely forgot..."
"C'mon!" Before she knew it, Peach was dragged Zelda by her hand, who was having to run to prevent falling over, and she tightened the grip of the hand that held her art book.
The two raced along the corridor, their heels rapping along the floor, and their dresses in danger of being ripped. They arrived at the top of the staircase in the main hallway.
The group of Smashers that inhabited the house were in a half circle shape around the door, where Master Hand and Crazy Hand stood. (Or floated, rather.)
"Princess Toadstool! Princess Zelda! You two are late!" Master Hand's voice boomed throughout the hall, and most of the Smashers turned in the princess's direction.
Peach frowned a little as Zelda suddenly bowed to Master Hand.
"I'm very sorry, sir...Peach merely came looking for me...I'm the one responsible for our lateness."
"Hm...well, I'll let it slide this time. But don't let it happen again. Now come down here, quickly!"
The two girls obeyed at once, walking quickly down the stairs to join the crowd.
"Now, our newcomers are waiting outside, so allow me to introduce them." Master Hand explained.
Every smasher's breath seemed to have vanished, in anticipation of who would join the mighty group of Smash Bros...
"First, the great swordsmen from Dreamland and pilot of the Battleship Halberd...Meta Knight!"
The great oak doors opened and sunlight poured into the Smash Mansion. A small, masked figure with a cape and a yellow sword walked in through. Kirby instantly gave a cry of joy and hurried towards Meta Knight.
"Kirby! Restrain yourself, please!" Crazy Hand said as Kirby hugged Meta Knight. He nodded apologetically and headed back into the crowd, although it should be noted he skipped with happiness on his way back. Meta Knight stood in the center, showing no emotion as the Smashers
waited for the next person to come through...
"Next, famed treasure hunter and chairman of WarioWare Inc...Wario!"
The Mario crew let out a particularly loud groan, and Luigi could actually be heard sobbing as a yellow bike raced into the Mansion, a fat stout man in a biker's outfit complete with helmet driving it.
"Whahahaha! Losers! I'mma gonna win!" Wario formed several W signs with his fingers as he drove in a circle, and then he dug his index finger intently into his nose.
Master Hand and Crazy Hand suddenly formed gun-hand signs together, and fired four bullets. Wario was blasted off his bike in an explosion and flew into the air, yelling. He fell with a thud next to Meta Knight, black from the blast and barely stirring. Several Smashers cheered.
"Quiet!" The yell from Crazy Hand instantly silenced everyone, as a reminder of why they were here...the third Smashers was to appear.
"Commander and brave warrior of Angel Land...Pit!"
A handsome chestnut haired teenager walked in through the doors, coated in sunlight. He wore a white toga that extended to just above his knees, and black pants could be visible from the split in that same white toga. Brown sandals with boots around his ankles and lower legs were his footwear, and he had two bronze bangles on his wrists. His weapon seemed to be a beautiful sapphire bow with golden edges, and he even had a gold chariot around his head.
What was most interesting though, was that he had wings. Beautiful, pure white wings. Made up of delicate, blissful feathers. Several smashers seemed to be lost for words.
Zelda observed the newcomer from the crowd. He seemed...certainly interesting. He walked forward next to the still feeble Wario and Meta Knight. He bowed to everyone.
"He certainly seems reserved, doesn't he?" Peach whispered to Zelda.
Zelda continued to gaze at the angel, as if fascinated by him...
Then, he suddenly turned his head, and Zelda could see they were a similar sapphire colour to her cerulean eyes. She suddenly noticed that the angel was staring at her. Then, he smiled at her and she felt her cheeks increase in warmth.
"Hm? Zelda?" Peach saw that Zelda's face had two separate spots of red on her cheeks exactly.
"Oh...it's nothing." She smiled at Peach quickly...a little too quickly.
Peach turned away, unable to hide a slight smirk.
"How unlike Zelda...to be smittened with someone straight off the bat! He does seem rather cute though...I wonder..."
Peach's mind suddenly began to play beautiful fantasies of the two together, and before she knew it, every newcomer had been introduced. Ike, from the land of Tellius, Snake, esteemed solder and even the once timid but now grown up boy Lucas.
Now, the Smashers were introducing themselves to the newcomers, and exchanging greetings. Zelda seemed rooted to the spot, her eyes still fixed upon the angel.
"Just go and introduce yourself."
Zelda turned to see Peach watching her, as if amused. She had already introduced herself to every new smasher.
"I-I already did..."
Peach sighed. Zelda rarely fell in love, but when ether she did, she was less likely to admit it then it was for Goombas to become the most terrifying creatures of the Mushroom Kingdom.
"Zelda, I've spoken to him, and he's really nice! He won't bite your head of-"
Suddenly, Zelda gave a squeal, and ducked around by Peach, clutching her pink dress. Peach blinked, utterly bewildered.
"Um...excuse me, Princess Toadstool?"
Peach turned to see the angel had walked over to them, and he was trying to pretend he couldn't see Zelda, who was shaking at the sight of him.
"Um...I...I haven't been introduced to your friend yet." He scratched the back of his head, as if embarrassed.
"I told you, Pit. There's no need to call me Princess Toadstool. Just Peach will do fine, okay?"
"Ah, yes, of course...forgive me. Um...your friend...is she...perhaps, afraid of me?" Pit asked, concerned.
"Ah, no! She's just...um...nervous." Peach thought it best to admit the truth, after all, why the hell else would Zelda be acting this way?
"Oh...I apologize...I certainly don't wish to make her feel that way..." He suddenly bent down on one knee, his hand clenched into a fist on his chest and his wings curved.
Zelda seemed to straighten up a little, and stood herself up next to Peach.
"There's...no need to apologize." Zelda spoke, a little easier now then before.
"Ah, I see. Well, my lady, I am Pit, commander of the great goddess Palutena's guard from Angel Land. May I ask your name?"
"Y-yes, of course...I am Zelda, Princess of Hyrule."
"I see..." Pit slowly extended his hand and took Zelda's as he faced the ground. Zelda this time turned a deep red colour, as Peach stood there half amused, half joyful.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, your Highness."
"Oh please...don't be so formal with me, I dislike that. Just call me Zelda, P-" Zelda explained.
Suddenly, she was bumped, and Zelda nearly staggered, but Pit instantly sprang up and took hold of her, preventing her from falling.
"Are you alright, Zelda?" The angel asked. Zelda seemed rather fazed by what was happening, but Pit didn't seem to notice. His eyes were drawn to something on the ground.
Zelda's art book. The page with the sketch she had drawn this very morning.
Pit slowly picked it up and examined the drawing. Zelda's heart seemed to be racing faster then Sonic the Hedgehog himself. She could see his eyes carefully perceiving the pencil traces that made up the sun...the mountain...
The flying white figure from that very morning.
Pit turned to the princess of Hyrule, and held the book out, still on the same page, to her.
"Did you drew this?"
The voice was filled with what Zelda could only describe of as amazement. Pit's eyes seemed to glimmer as he looked at the picture...
"O-oh...yes, I did that just this morning." Zelda explained.
Pit looked at her as she took her book back. Zelda bit her lip, wondering what he would say...
"I've met many artists in my land, but never one that drew so beautifully and delicately then you."
The words seemed to melt Zelda's heart, and she couldn't hide the blush this time as she clutched her book tightly.
"T-thank you...that's such a lovely thing to say." Zelda spoke quietly.
"Would you perhaps mind if I saw more another time?"
"Oh! N-no, not at all!" Zelda smiled.
"Thank you...I'm sure that book is filled with amazing, wonderful sketches."
"PIT! Would you hurry up and get over here? If you want to get lost around the Mansion, that's your call!" Crazy Hand's voice boomed across the hall.
"Oh...forgive me, Princesses, but I must leave. I hope to see you another time." Pit put a fist to his chest and nodded his head before walking back to the group of newcomers.
Zelda smiled as Pit walked away. However, as soon as he was far enough, she turned around to face Peach, her expression livid. She had pieced together what had happened, and grabbed the Mushroom Kingdom princess's arm, pulling her away to the foot of the stairs.
"Peach. Allow me to get one thing clear to you." Zelda held up her finger as if to prove how serious she was, and her voice was of a determined calm. Peach seemed rather mischievous, as if she knew she had done something wrong.
"If you EVER do such a thing as bumping me again in that situation, I will use Din's Fire to reduce your entire room to ashes and cinders. Understood?"
"But Zelda, you two are so cute together!" Peach giggled.
"That...that's irrelevant!" Zelda yelled, and several smashers turned in their direction. Zelda smiled at them before storming up the staircase, her brown boots clumping along the carpet. Peach followed suit, still giggling to herself.
Zelda had no idea at the time...but the chestnut haired angel was about to change her life.
So yeah, that's it for this chapter. I do like the idea of Peach and Zelda being friends, so I hope I did a good job with that there...I personally felt it was a bit ugh to the end, but hey, your choice. Hope you liked it. Criticism is welcomed, as long as it's not a bunch of trash.
~Blue Toad~