Her Silver Wings

by ForeverDreamer12

Pit finds away to be able to fly on his own; but he must complete 3 deeds before being granted his new power. He's already defeated Medusa, completing deed 1. The next deed requires him to save a mortal. However, when he saves rude, headstrong, and sharp-tounged Isabelle Gardner, he may end up getting more than he bargined for. (Rated for violence, blood, mild language. On Hiatus)

1. Prologue

Hey guys! It's ForeverDreamer12 here with my first Kid Icarus fanfic! Here's the thing: I haven't played any Kid Icarus games, but I've played Super Smash Brothers Brawl. I've also read many other Kid Icarus fanfics, so I've got the general idea. But please, don't flame if I mix-up the details. Anyways . . . I'll stop the blabber dabber! Here we go!

Prologue

[Skyworld Temple of Prophecies]

The sun was barely rising up in Skyworld, illuminating the gold and silver buildings of Angel Land. The building that seems to glow brightest this very morning was the Temple of Prophecies. A young, chocolate-haired angel knees on the marble floor before a glowing scroll. There was one sentence on top of the scroll that read:

"Defeat the Goddess of Darkness"

The angel took a deep breath, and spoke.

"Great Prophecy, I have done thy bidding. Reveal and assist." The boy's wings began to glow blue, and they grew a few inches. The scroll shimmed with gold dust, and a new sentence appeared. "YES!" exclaims the angel. Then he sees the next sentence on the scroll:

"Save a mortal deserving immortality"

"Oooh boy," says the angel. "That's gonna be difficult!"

[New York City]

A 14-year-old girl leans back in her car seat, yawning. She gazes out the window of the blue mini-van, frowning at the still dark sky.

"Mom," she complains, "it's 6:30 in the freakin' morning! Why do we need to go to this stupid-" Her mother interrupted her.

"Excuse me, Isabelle?" she growls. "This is for your little sister. Now hush, and be a good sibling.

Isabelle turns around in her seat, shooting the 5-year-old in the back seat a glare. The child grins back.

"Mommy!" she cries.

"Yes dearie?" smiles her mother.

"Am I your favorite daughter?" Her mother froze.

"Well . . . Amy . . ."

"YES SHE IS! JUST ADMIT IT!" Isabelle yells suddenly. The car grows deathly silent. The mother turns to face the fuming teen.

"Isabelle, I'm tired of your cr-"

"LOOK OUT!" A voice from outside the car screeches. Amy screams as the blue mini-van smashes into the small red car in front of them. The mini-van flips over, crashing into the sidewalk. Isabelle feels pain shoot up her arms as she rolls out the side door.

"HELP!" Isabelle hears the voice of her little sister. "HEEEELP!" That was one thing about Isabelle: no matter how much she hated someone, she couldn't just watch them in pain. This was the moment of truth. With all her strength, she rips off the back car door. The teen crawls in, grabs Amy, and shoves her out. Suddenly, the car begins to collapse, trapping Isabelle inside. Her vision blurs. "Well . . ." she croaks, her head spinning, "at least I saved Amy . . ." She spits blood onto the seats as the car walls begin to slowly cave in on her. Just then, she hears an unfamiliar boyish voice.

"Hold on!" Someone dives into the unstable car, and grabs her on the arms. Isabelle finds herself being dragged from the wreckage. The person lets go of the teen. Isabelle coughs as billows of smoke enters her lungs. Sirens and screams echo all around her. Isabelle knew she had done all she could. Now, she was going to die. The last thing she sees before blacking out is a pair of bright blue eyes.

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Ahh, Cliffies, gotta love em' or hate em'! Anyways, that's the prologue. I'll get chapter 1 up soon! Until then, goodbye!