Mika: I'm back! Thanks to classes and stress, this chapter is a bit shorter. However, I'm going to make the next chapter longer to make up for it. If I get any reviews on this story, I'll be sure to give shout outs in return. I have to get back to studying, so…Viridi?
Viridi: Ugh, fine. Mika doesn't own any of us, except for her OC.
Chapter 2: Heritage?
Viridi's Temple had been fully reconstructed since its attack from Palutena's troops. The Forces of Nature appeared to be much more relaxed and happy about not having to interfere with the humans. It was a strangely welcoming sight to Pit as he and Phosphora entered the throne room. Viridi herself appeared to be much more at ease, though not being able to stop the humans from advancing still made her a bit on edge. The shorter Goddess hopped out of her throne, holding her unusual branch-like staff. "Welcome back, Pit. I see those chicken wings of yours still haven't grown." Pit glared at the Goddess of Nature, who giggled. "I've still got it. Anyways, I assume you're here for me to explore your heritage?"
Pit stared at the Goddess with a blank expression, "I still don't know what that means." Viridi groaned, "You're still as thick as ever. You need to expand your vocabulary more, Pit. I have the ability to look into someone's heritage, or family tree." The angel gasped, "Wait, does that mean…I have parents?" The Goddess of Nature rolled her eyes, "Uh, yeah. Everyone does, even the Gods and Goddesses have parents. Has Palutena ever told you about this?" Pit shook his head, "She's usually open about a lot of things, but she never told me about her parents. She didn't even tell me that I had parents in the first place!"
Viridi pondered this information, "That is a bit unusual. I don't know why Palutena would keep this from you, but I'll try to help. First things first, I need one of your feathers." The angel blinked, "What? Why?" He yelped when Phosphora suddenly plucked a feather from one of his wings. "Ow! Hey!" Viridi examined the feather while Pit rubbed his sore wing. "This should work. It'll take some time for me to explore your heritage. Until then, why don't you go visit Medusa? Maybe she can tell you more about whatever her sister is hiding."
Pit sighed, "I've been trying to contact Medusa for several weeks, but she won't answer me at all." Phosphora looked at the angel, "Well, maybe meeting her personally will help." Viridi nodded in agreement, "Phosphora is right. I may not have seen Medusa much myself, but from what I can tell, I think she'll be more willing to speak to you personally. I can give you the Power of Flight to help you get there." Pit thought about it for a moment, then nodded, "Ok, I'll go to the Underworld."
With a farewell from Viridi and Phosphora, Pit took off into the skies, aided by the Power of Flight. He missed being able to fly. He found himself smiling as the wind brushed against his wings and his hair blew wildly. The angel twirled and looped around for a few moments, before diving out of Viridi's realm. Pit spotted several human villages, but knew not to fly near them. Like his fellow angels, he missed watching the humans go about their lives. Still, the lone angel was also curious about the Underworld. He wondered how the creatures were faring now that they were confined to their realm for the time being.
Diving deep into the treacherous ravines, Pit took the secret route to the one place he had grown surprisingly fond of; the Underworld.
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