An Angelic Obsession

Chapter 1

Ike's breadth had caught the moment his icy blue eyes gazed upon the little angel halfway across the training field.

The youth's features were like nothing he had ever seen before; the way his golden locks fell about his face, his entrancing blue eyes, and those magnificent snowy white wings that fluttered every time he walked. Ike's heart seemed to do a giant leap, every time they did.

Ike had yet to really talk with the angel, for he was a newcomer to the Smash Mansion.

Today though, Ike couldn't avoid talking with the boy. He was expected to brawl against him in a few hours.

Pit assessed his fellow brawlers as he crossed the broad training field. He was hoping to get some training in before his upcoming brawl...his first brawl.

"I can't show any weakness" he thought to himself as he carried his sacred bow, "I need to win."

Spotting his first opponent across the field stopped him in his tracks. Ike was a tall, imposing figure. Pit noticed that sheathed beside him was the legendary sword Ragnell. Ike's ragged and wavy blue hair was blowing in the wind and he was staring…staring right at him.

He had never gotten a chance to talk to or even introduce himself to the tall warrior. Steeling himself, he changed course and walked toward Ike.

Ike immediately saw when the angel had started toward him, because his eyes never left the boy. The mercenary braced himself for his first encounter with the newcomer, leaning ever so casually against the fence, sword in hand, eyes peering straight into Pit's.

Pit continued across the field. "I sure hope I know what I am getting into. How can he even lift that sword?" Pit eventually reached the fence dividing the training field from the tournament arena. He managed a smile as he faced his opponent. "Good morning. I am Pit from Skyworld. "You are Ike...right?"

"Yes, I am," Ike's husky voice rang out. "I'm from the land of Tellius." Ike accessed his opponent thoroughly, before returning any hint of a smile. "So… you're the one I'm to be fighting today?"

"Yeah, that's what is on my schedule." Pit replied trying to act casual and collected, "I just arrived two days ago and have been exploring the mansion ever since. I haven't even made it out to the training yards." He then looked up at Ike. "I bet you have been in a lot of brawls."

"I have," Ike responded proudly. "Had one yesterday with Fox, and I kicked his ass into next year. Other than that, I have been at the center of a mad king's war in my home Crimea, and have done some fighting with my mercenary group." Ike ran a hand through his hair and repositioned his sword in the ground beneath him.

"What have you done?" Ike asked the young angel.

"Well, I am a general in my goddess's army and recently helped defend Skyworld from an evil goddess and her army. I was rewarded with this sacred bow." Pit said as he proudly held it up. He then turned and faced Ike and extended his hand. "Congratulations on yesterday's win. I wish you luck in today's match."

Ike shook the angel's hand. "Thanks, you too. See ya out on the field Pit," Ike said pulling his sword from the ground, which was larger than the angel himself, and walking away.

Pit's eyes grew not only by the size of the sword, but at the ease that Ike held it. He decided that if we were to do well in this battle, he would have to be quicker and smarter. The quicker part would be no problem, plus he had the advantage of flight, but the smarter…he wished he knew what kind of fighter Ike was.

The two met only hours later at Final Destination. Ike was ready, and concentrated to the task at hand. Pit on the other hand, was a little nervous, as this was his first brawl, and he was up against one the strongest fighters. As the clock ticked one, and 'GO' was heard; Ike's voice bellowed "Prepare Yourself" and the giant flung himself towards the angel, sword hitting the boy squarely in the chest. As the battle raged on, Pit showed many triumphant moments, but the blue-haired mercenary always managed to come back a little stronger and defeat the angel. Overall, Ike's work was effortless, and his goal was won with ease.

The spectators were filing out of the arena after the brawl. Pit remained at the far end, sitting on the ground, staring at the grass. He had lost his first battle. Now everyone would think that he was weak. It was bad enough that he had the body of a 14 year old and had wings that looked to be rather delicate, but now...now he was a looser.

The mercenary walked towards the saddened boy, hoping to lift his spirits. "Pit," Ike greeted coolly. "Nice match today, you gave it your all. I know you may not be very fond of me right now, but I've been in a similar situation as you. I was a little younger than you are now, and I decided to pick a fight with my father." The bluenette laid his sword down and joined the youth on the grass.

Pit wiped an eye. The last thing he wanted was for Ike to see tears in his eyes. He turned and looked at Ike. "You are very good, probably the best swordsman I have ever seen. "Pit managed a slight smile. He then looked around to make sure nobody was around, "Thank you for not hurting me. I could tell you pulled it a little on that last thrust."

"You caught that, huh?" Ike chuckled. "Well, I have enemies, but your not one of them, so I had no intention of landing a critical blow. I am not the best swordsman, here, ah, maybe." the mercenary smiled. I was taught by the best, my father, he had skill. He could swing his great Ax around like a beast. And hey, kid, don't come down so hard on yourself; there's always room for improvement. My father didn't spare me anything, and I was knocked down a countless number of times, my pride shattered, heart sunk, but I always went back for more, and it has made me stronger."

Pit sighed and got to his feet. Reaching down he picked up his bow and looked down at Ike. "Thanks Ike. I really mean it." He gave a heartwarming smile to Ike before hoping up and taking flight.

"Hey wait!" Ike called to the angel. "I'd be willing to train with you, if you want. I can teach you some new skills, and things I have brought with me from Crimea."

Pit stopped in mid-flight and hovered for a second while he thought things over. After a few seconds he slowly fluttered down and stood before Ike. "You can teach me?" he asked with a smile.

"If you want," the mercenary replied. "I have some tricks up my sleeve that I could show you. I guarantee you'll get stronger as a fighter," Ike continued.

Pit's eyes widened and his wings fluttered with excitement. "Really? That would great! I really don't have any friends here, unless you count my roommate Yoshi, but between you and me, he is kind of annoying."

"I know what you mean. Kirby won't shut up when I come in for the night. All I hear is his sing song voice, ' Hi! Hi! Hi!" up until the time we go to bed, and then sometime after the lights are off," Ike said frustrated. "Any way you'd want to switch?"

"You mean, switch roommates?" Pit thought about it. "I bet Yoshi and Kirby would get along great." he then looked Ike and smiled, "and we are getting along great, aren't we?"

"I suppose so. As long as you hold no hard feelings about the brawl today," Ike commented looking the angel in the eyes.

Pit's eyes shone. "It's a deal!" he said reaching out his hand, "No hard feelings, but watch out, one of these days I might just beat you."

Ike shook the boy's hand, enveloping the small angels entirely. "I will be waiting for that day," the mercenary said in a serious tone. "I will inform Master hand of a room change for the end of the week. Sound good?"

"That sounds great!" Pit said excitedly. "Thank you for being so kind to me Ike" He then flung himself at Ike and embraced him warmly.

Ike's body stiffened, as the contact was unexpected. "Uh...you're welcome," Ike responded casually. He patted the boy on the back and straightened him up. "I expect to see you out on the training field at 6, bright and early. I will meet you there and we will begin training."