A/N: Been a while since I've posted up something here wow. This time it's the prologue of a Kid Icarus story I've been developing for the past year or so. Just so you guys don't get all confused, for the sake of this story, Dark Pit's name has to be something other than Dark Pit, that's why I chose Kuro, which was technically his Brawl name.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this work in progress! I look forward to posting up the later chapters.
"Kuro, captain of the Cherubim, we declare you a traitor for you have failed your duties and showed us proof that you are in cohorts with the demons of the Underworld. Here in the Heavens, we are stripping you of your title, therefore damning you down into the realm of the living until you are worthy enough to become an angel. Removal of your wings will begin at sunset."
The deed had been done and his time was up. Friends and family asked why he brought this hell upon himself, why did he choose the side of the Underworld when he knew the consequences? Kuro could only laugh at their expressions. They were all fools for not knowing. Fools who could not comprehend that Heaven was filled with puppetry and corruption. Yes, it was their job to watch over the humans, to make sure everything was going correct so the gods' plan would be set, but oh how wrong all of it sounded. Who were they to say a person was to do a certain action? What if they didn't want to do it at all? What if that wasn't their thought process? Well, according to the Heavens, they HAVE to do what is necessary to complete the gods' story. That was what he was against. They had no right to create a path for everyone. He believed humans were given free will to choose what to do and what not to do. If the angels and godly beings in the end controlled them, then what was the point of giving them that gift?
"Why'd you have to go and get yourself expelled Kuro?" A voice echos through the room as footsteps came closer to the jailed angel. Seeing the familiar face of his visitor made a smile creep onto Kuro's lips.
"Pit, just as curious as ever."
"I'm being serious. Why'd you let that human die? It's your job to watch over them. You know his time wasn't up yet. Our death documentation isn't until-"
"Our? No, thats wrong. It should be his. Not ours. Don't you get it Pit? This is why I did what I did." He glared at his best friend and executioner. Pit was the captain of the Powers, and his job included being a keeper of history and leader of all warrior angels. On the other hand, his side job involved getting rid of all traitors, even if it meant the one person he cared about the most.
"I know you don't believe in every, single law, but why break this one?"
"Are you even listening to a single thing I'm trying to tell you? Or are you that daft that you can't understand my reasons?"
"I...I heard you. For centuries an event like this hasn't occurred, but when I'm captain it had to?" Fingers came up to pinch the bridge of his nose in exasperation. "I can't do this. You're the last person I ever wanted to do it to. But...I have to."
"Because it's your job?" Blue eyes stared at the confused pair of the other's. Silence filled the room as a moment of realization came into play. Kuro let out a breath as he ran a hand through his dark, raven hair. "See, even you've turned into a puppet. It was my job to protect that human, but he had done something so unforgivable I couldn't bring myself to. It was between my morals, and what the Heavens wanted. I chose my morals. So what about you Pit? Are you going to let yourself be toyed around by the gods and the stupid Seraphim council, or are you going to do what your heart wants to do?" Silence once again. Only the shuffling of feet were heard as the brunette angel shifts his stance.
"If I don't rip your wings out, I'll be exiled too. I'll be...turned into a human with no memories of this life. That's such a scary thing to imagine but...But I can't let you go either. I don't know what to do. Help me."
The pleading look in the other's eyes ignited a flame inside of him. Kuro had no right to be guilt tripping the male into going down with him. An unconscious action had it been, it still couldn't be considered an excuse for thinking such vile things. Though he acted tough about it, who would ever want to live down a cruel punishment by themselves?
"You know what you have to do? Rip my wings off."
"What!" A face of panic takes his demeanor. "I just said I can't do that!"
"Yes you can, and you will. Listen to me Pit. I tried to make you think like me, but you don't, and I'm not going to force you to change. Doing that will only make me a hypocrite. It's doing the same thing as what the Heavens do to humans. You do what you have to do. Don't worry about what will become of me. I'll be reincarnated as a human, so just find me down there."
Before protest can be heard, a female angel appears making her way towards the two. "Captain Pit, there you are. Lady Palutena is waiting for you at the Great Court to prepare for Kuro's expulsion." A nod was given as the female's response; soon enough followed by Pit's steps behind her. Outside, the court was filled by a bountiful amount of spectators of all different choirs. A lump was caught in the Captain's throat, the pressure of being watched getting to him. The female angel led him to the center of the court, a beautiful tiled, mosaic ground that eventually will be soiled by the blood of his own kin.
"There my people, is our traitor," boom the voice of Palutena. "Captain of the Cherubim, Kuro. Today...We will see him suffer for his misdemeanor."
With that speech, the mentioned angel was brought before them, brought before Pit, and placed down onto his knees. His shirt was stripped, leaving his body bare, and wings, vulnerable. Pit grimace at the sight of his dear friend. This could not be happening. He didn't want to believe it. The beatings of his heart could be heard as his sword came into contact with the palm of his hand; the female angel placing it there. Just like before, Pit gazed at Kuro with pleading eyes. Kuro said he came to acceptation of his death, but Pit continued to be in denial. Eyes tilted down, his body not moving a single muscle, Kuro breathed one small breath before verbalizing his last words.
"Kill me now."
