Wrote this on my own, bit by bit. It slowly grew on its own. Wanted to upload it somewhere, so here you go. Bit of an en medias res- Viridi wants the wind, controlled by the Cloud Dragon, and Dark Pit wants flight. Win-win, for them. I didn't really write this with the intention of uploading it- it was written pretty much entirely because I liked it- so if it seems a little unpolished, what can you do. Again, I just wanted to put this out somewhere.

Dark Pit's eyes gleamed, watching the sinuous movement through the heavens. "Is that it?" he asked.

"Yeah," answered Viridi. "The Cloud Dragon. One of the four sacred beasts that guards the elements."

"I'm surprised you'd be asking me to kill it." Dark Pit examined his Wolf Claws, waiting for her response. Viridi spluttered, predictably.

"I'm not asking you to kill it permanently! I'm not even sure that's possible," she said. He could almost see her smoothing her hair. "It's not as if it'll stay dead. It's like the Phoenix. Give or take a few years, some clouds gather up, and pop! We have a new Dragon." A note of supreme smugness had crept into her voice. "And in the interlude... I have the wind. Oh, and you get the flight. I think that's permanent."

"Why hasn't Palutena tried it with Pit, then?" he asked.

"She's kind of fussy about the whole, you know, Sacred Beast thing. Meanwhile, I have been TRYING to get ahold of the wind for ages! But Phosphora's attacks do nothing, and all my troops get blown away."

"Uh huh." He examined his claws. "Listen, can we get this over with?"

"Okay, okay, fine." Dark Pit sprinted for the edge and jumped. He felt the lift as Viridi's power of flight kicked in.

The Cloud Dragon reminded Dark Pit of the snakelike creatures of Hades or Viridi he'd encountered before. Only it had claws, a pair of white ones near an elegant dragon head. "I can see why Palutena hasn't done this," he commented. "Pit might feel bad. It almost looks nice."

The creature quirked an eye at him. "Don't let its sweet, intelligent nature fool you," said Viridi. "For our purposes, it's PREY."

"And I'm the predator, right." He grinned, readying his claws. "I have no problem with that."

He opened fire. The Cloud Dragon shrieked and darted away. "It's fast!" gasped Viridi.

"It's the wind," said Dark Pit, his grin widening. "I'm gonna be that fast. Hurry it up!"

"Oh, right!"

He hounded it across the sky, firing powerful, quick shots from his claws. It was evasive, whipping in elusive patterns to evade him. When it finally turned to face him, it roared a challenge. "Don't let it hit you!" cried Viridi. "It'll knock you out of the sky!"

"Got it," he grunted, still firing. It hurled whirlwinds at him, difficult to dodge. But fortunately, his claws overpowered it, and it crooned a defeat. Its eyes looked sad. But he'd taken his prey.

"Drop me!" he ordered as it started to fall.

"But-"

"Do it!" he snarled. She did so, and as he fell he tucked tight to crash through the center of the dissipating clouds. There he met with a stormy grey light, and pulled himself even tighter to shoot through it like an arrow.

And then he was out. He felt a familiar power fill his wings. Dark Pit lifted up on his own power. "It worked," he said, grinning. He couldn't help testing it immediately, looping and shooting at speeds he couldn't have dreamed of with Pandora's power. "New and improved!" he declared.

A strong wind made him tumble in midair. "And I have the wind!" cried Viridi.

"Yeah, yeah," he said. "Your new "godly power."" An admonishing gust shook him. "The wind is VERY important!" said Viridi. "It determines where the rain falls or the way seeds blow. The wind was SUPPOSED to be my power."

"Yeah? I don't care," he said. Dark Pit grinned. He didn't have to answer to anyone anymore. He was free to say and do as he pleased again. Something the Rewind Spring had taken away.

"Rude," huffed Viridi. "Hey! Where are you going?"

"Wherever I want!" he declared.