This is my first fan fiction, so have mercy on me, and I will have mercy on you. Please leave a review and give me some pointers and requests for the next chapter.

The hardened veteran fighter aptly named "Psycho" couldn't wait to get back into the fray. He took a few practice shots at the mirror test dummy about 30 meters from him, getting the hand of his new Eyetrack Orbitars, making a mental note of its powerful charge shot. Finally, he and two other fighters materialized on what appeared to be the summit of a volcano. Grinning and sprinting as fast as he could in his uniform white battle armor, throwing a quick charge shot after taking a step forward, the shot connecting with a sickening thud as its desired black-clad target was thrown back. As his comrades locked themselves in battle with the other Dark Team warriors below the metal grating he now stood on, Psycho jumped of his perch gliding effortlessly to his victim as the two enlarged retinas orbiting him shot off bolts, each connecting with his target. He dashed forward flinging his orbitals towards the dark warrior, connecting with him and sending a beacon of light into the air. Psycho grinned as a confirmation message flashed in front of his eyes, simply stating "Defeated!" His grin widened as two more beacons shined in the air, and another message stating "Dark Pit is here!" flashed across his field of vision. "Time to go to work." His comrades locked back in battle as the psychotic warrior of light blazed towards his angelic foe. Jumping up with a thunderous boom at his feet he sent the black-winged fighter flying back to his fiery doom in the pit of lava. Psycho offered a hand to the fallen angel, who gladly took it and rose to his feet as the were warped back to Skyworld. Goddess it was good to be back.

Psycho breathed in the nice fresh air in Skyworld. A hell of a lot better then the hot, volcanic air from the arena he just came out of. Smiling to himself, he went to the arms altar and looked at what they had. He bought the Scorpio Staff, hoping that it would fuse well with his Eyetrack Orbitars. It didn't. He cursed to himself and canceled the fusion. He walked over to the offering pedestal and knelt down on his right knee, pouring the hearts he had earned into the bowl, then rose and walked away. Am I the only person here? I haven't seen anyone outside of the arena in days. Psycho looked up from his slight melancholy. Lady Palutena said it wasn't dignified to sulk. As he looked up, he spotted his commander. "Pit!"

Pit looked to the voice calling his name. Which soldier is that? Wait, that's the winner of the arena battle just now, right?

"Hey!"

The white-clad figure sprinted over to him and removed his helmet, allowing his short white locks fall down, nearly covering the giant scar prominently cut across his face. Pit tried not to stare at it, and instead congratulated him on his victory.

"I saw you out there, good to see Pittoo's fighters fall again and again."

Pit could barely see the slight grin flash across the scarred face of the warrior.

"Well, they put up a good fight most of the time."

A few seconds passed in silence, before Psycho broke the awkward quiet.

"It's an honor to finally meet you outside of the arena."

Psycho extended his right hand in front of him, which Pit took and shook his hand. Psycho's slight grin widened to his ears at the thought of shaking hands with Skyworld's savior.

"See you in the battle."

Pit flashed a small smile at the soldier's excitement for battle and nodded in agreement.

Dark Pit was not happy. Not in the slightest. He was tired of his losing streak at the hands of his double's warriors. Especially the one that sent him flying into a pit of lava. Little bastard. I'll wipe the floor with him next time.An idea flashed across Dark Pit's mind. Actually, why wait? Dark Pit sprinted to his room to grab his Silver Bow. He is so gonna get it...

Psycho shifted uncomfortably under the gaze of the two large eyes hovering above his shoulders while he stood in the arena. He wondered if the floating eyes had thoughts. Gonna have to ask Palutena about that. Psycho began to grow impatient. Dark Pit summoned me here with my weapons, where is he? Psycho was just about to leave as a blue bolt connected with his stomach, sending him into the nearby structure. He looked up to see Dark Pit sprinting towards him. Today is gonna be a long day...