Author's Note: Ah, chapter one is up now. Please, try to ignore the terrible quality of this chapter. ; Claire's Journal will be updated tomorrow, if I can remember. Also, please forgive me if I named his weapon incorrectly, I haven't played Brawl in awhile, so I forgot. So sorry! And ugh, this chapter turned out shorter than I thought it'd be, sorry.
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Angel of Skyworld
I was pretty much speechless as I read the letter in my hand about what felt like the thousandth time.
"Dear Pit of Skyworld,
You have been invited to participate in the third Super Smash Bros. tournament ever hosted. Enclosed is the location to where you are to arrive if you wish to participate. All you need to confirm who you are is yourself and this letter. I await your arrvial.
Master Hand"
"I still can't believe that I've been invited," I murmured to myself. "I can't believe this to be true, must be a dream."
I must've pinched myself on the arm at least ten times before my Goddess, Palutena, told me to stop before she asked me what in the world I was doing. I told her I was only making sure that I was awake, and no in some dream.
"Of course it's not a dream, my dear angel," Palutena reassured me. Well, I figured that much out from the pain, at least. But I just smiled at my Goddess. Just her prescence could brighten anyone up.
But as for the invitation that had arrived not too long ago, I decided to see when and where I had to meet this Master Hand. The enclosed sheet of paper showed me that I had exactly one week from today to confirm my spot in this tournament. As for where, I didn't know the place, but there were some simple instructions on how to get there. Well, that helped, a little.
I wanted to be prompt, so I decided to leave as soon as I could. After many years of peace, it was about time something fun actually happened. Hopefully, I wasn't too out of shape. Then again, I weighed only a measly 97 pounds, so I'm alright. I hope.
It didn't take me too long to pack, since I don't have much. Just some extra clothes was all, and I decided to just carry my weapon with me, the Sacred Bow of Palutena.
The bow's actually two blades attached by the handles that I can separate whenever I wish. Both blades are identical in appearance; a blueish-violet with an intricate design all over and a golden yellow edge. When put together, I could shoot these arrows of light with the bow. The bowstring magically appears whenever I wish to shoot an arrow (the arrows appear magically as well, so I never seem to run out). Whenever I separate the blades, I hold the left one in a reverse hold so I can easily piece the bow together quickly if I needed to.
I almost always carry my weapon with me in case I ever get attacked. Of course, that's not very often any longer. That's why I'm glad that I got invited to the tournament, although I'm afraid I might die.
It was almost nighttime when I finished packing, so I decided to watch the sunset. The sun is very beautiful when it sets and rises, although sometimes blinding. So many colors dance in the sky, and they dye the clouds such wondrous colors. Reds, blues, greens, yellows, blues and more, dance during this time. I hoped the sunsets at the tournament are just as beautiful; I was going to miss the sunsets at Skyworld.
Today, the sunset kind of looked like it was setting the sky on fire. Almost like the fires I saw in the Underworld.(1) I shuddered at the memory of that hellish place and walked away from the window (which doesn't have any glass to block the breezes that ruffle my feathers constantly). Maybe it would've been best to call it a day.
Tomorrow was the day I planned to leave.
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(1) I did not get far enough in the demo of Kid Icarus to know how the Underworld in the game looked, so I based the Underworld off what I remember of Greek mythology (Greek myths are much love, btw).