Draco: Okay, round two! Warning: if the first is any example, these are not going to be very long. My choice this time is from Chapter 17, if you let all four of the Centurion Strongarms pulling your stand fall. And yes, Pit is armed with a club, because that's the only circumstance I have ever failed this chapter!

...No, I haven't done it on much higher than Intensity 3.0, shut up!

Kid Icarus and all related subjects © Masahiro Sakurai and his Project Sora (again, it's not that Sora).

The Aurum Brain: Soldiers Lost

"There's an obstacle ahead!"

Pit fastened his hold on his Skyscraper Club as he locked his eyes on the barrier that the Aurum - that Pyrrhon had raised before him. "Just keep moving!" Pit insisted to the Centurion Strongarms who were keeping his platform moving. As he caught sight of a weakness in the block, he called out, "I've got it!"

He arced the weapon over his head and lashed out, sending a powerful shot of neon and steel crashing into the weak point, shattering the barrier. Another barrier dropped down, but he only whirled his club around, sending another massive shot flying into it. A third was broken through as well, and though the fourth came much sooner, Pit managed to propel himself off of the platform and drive his Club in with a thrust, arcing in place with the momentum long enough for the Centurions to bring his platform back under his feet.

A new problem rose before him; lines of fire, tearing through the foretress around him. "Laser beams?" Pit cried out, leaping back. As one of them neared him, he leapt onto the jump pad, launching himself into the air.

"They're coming from the battleships outside!" Viridi exclaimed as he landed, seeing another beam tear through the steel.

"Ah, alien ingenuity at its best!" Hades mused.

Pit resisted the urge to snap back at him, only sliding under the next beam. It wasn't long until they arrived at a wide open area - at which point, Aurum drones began to rise up all around them.

"Come on, Pit!" Palutena pleaded. "My poor Centurions are struggling! Take out those Aurum troops now!"

The angel swore loudly. His club wasn't exactly crowd-defensive material, and as he tried to strike out, he inevitably saw a Rezda send panels flying at his soldiers. He tried to extend his club to beat them back, but several got past him, knocking into one of the Strongarms. It gave a shout of pain, releasing the chains as it plummetted, and Pit lashed out with another charged shot, trying to get at the Aurum before the Aurum got to his troops. Palutena had already faked him out with the first two Centurions, and Pit wasn't exactly trying to take his chances with these two.

Then he saw a swarm of fake Monoeyes flying in.

"Sweet mother of cross thunder, are you kidding me!?" Pit shouted desperately. He blasted another charged shot at the Monoeyes, arcing his Club into whirling loops to beat back the shots that the drones had made past his blast, but he couldn't eliminate them all; and with his focus on the Monoeyes, he didn't see the Urgle knockoff show up until it had flipped his last Centurion.

"Gaaaaaah!"

Pit spun around, lashing out at the drone, before he realized that his platform was starting to fall. "Um... you were kidding about those being the last two, right?" Pit asked desperately.

"No, Pit," Palutena murmured sadly, "I wasn't."

The captain of her guard let his weapon hit the stone, disgraced at having failed his troops.

"Hahahahahaha!" Pyrrhon's laugh echoed through the area. "Your game, my friends, is so over!"

Pit's eyes snapped open at the traitor god's laugh. As his platform really started to plummet, he braced himself for the impact and set his left hand on his laurel crown.

"Hades."

"Is that you, Pitty-Pat?"

"If you want to get your hits in," Pit taunted, "send someone in who can handle the heat."

He took two steps forward, braced his club behind him, and fired.

"Because things are about to light up!"

The recoil sent Pit tumbling back, further towards the Aurum Brain where Pyrrhon was currently hanging out. As he neared the wall, he skidded his feet against it for a couple paces before leaping upward.

"WHAAAT?!" Viridi's exclamation echoed in Pit's mind. "Are you crazy!?"

Pit only ignored her, lashing out with a sweeping blow from his club. This tore steel rubble down from the roof, and the angel managed to dig his sandals in and kick off, leaping from piece to piece. If he hadn't such a heavy weapon in his hand, he probably could have simply used his wings to glide his way forward - but clubs were bulky and heavy, and that left him jumping off the last of his wreckage. He managed to impale his club on the roof, arcing around it and driving his heels onto the steel.

"Pit, what are you doing?" Palutena demanded.

"Let me do this, Lady Palutena," Pit insisted. He drew his club out and leapt off, swiping his club towards the ground with enough force to let the recoil knock himself back. "I can stop him. I know I can. I will not be finished by a self-ambitious sun freak with a superego!"

"Pit," Palutena warned. "You realize that if you manage to destroy the Aurum Brain, that's it. Pyrrhon or no Pyrrhon, this whole place is going to explode! You could die in there!"

Pit nodded, skidding his heels against the wall. "I know," he insisted, slashing his club into the wall and managing to break off some more wreckage. "But if I don't stop the Aurum, Pyrrhon or no Pyrrhon, that's it. No humans. No planet. No life." A thought occured to him as he leapt onto that wreckage, managing to catch sight of Pyrrhon's glow.

"Next to him, Hades is going to look... like a sweet. Cuddly. Bunny."

He heard the Underworld god shout. His laurel had nothing to do with it.

Pit only leapt off, his feet catching on a jut-out in the side of the Aurum structure. He braced his Skyscraper Club on its tip like Magnus always did with his huge blade, his gaze locking on Pyrrhon.

"You hear me, Pyrrhon?!" Pit shouted. "I won't let you go through with this!"

Pyrrhon gave a shout as though in pain. "HALT. HALT."

Pit narrowed his gaze. An emotionless command like that was not the reaction he was expecting. "Um...?"

"STAY AWAY." Pyrrhon's voice had gone monotone.

The angel set a hand on his laurel crown again. "Are any of you seeing that?" he called. "That doesn't seem-"

"Pit," Viridi called, "I've got three Bladers luring an Aurum Dohz your way. We can't handle the heat in there, but if you can make a safe landing on its hull, you should be able to-"

A crash caused Pit to turn to see a Dohz ricocheting off one of the walls, it's drone-dropping funnel busted. Pit yelped as it swerved towards him, leaping into the air as it slammed into where he had just been standing. He managed to make a safe landing atop it, only to see worse news - there were two Aurum Fire Wyrms snaking towards him.

A glow from further caused Pit to angle his head to see past them.

There were two real Fire Wyrms chasing after him.

"Oh, man," Pit muttered.

"Don't get the wrong idea, Pitty-Pat," Hades taunted. "We're just here to drive that little flying saucer into a wall. After that, our little sun-buddy is all yours!"

The Fire Wyrms wasted no time in taking out the drone knockoffs; then they slammed into the Dohz, sending it tumbling hull-over-funnel. Pit yelped, driving his Skyscraper Club into the transport to keep himself on; when he righted himself, it was hooked on the Wyrms, which were dragging it towards the Aurum Brain.

And latched onto that machine was Pyrrhon.

"01001011010010010100110001001100..."

Draco: Yes, that is the exact binary that Pyrrhon was rambling. For those of you who don't know, it translates to 'KILL'. Reviews, if you please!