Chapter 3

Pit took stock of the surroundings. There didn't seem to be anything that could hurt him, aside from his opponent nearby.

"Down here," Dark Pit called. "If you think you can just ignore me," he began, again with his snake-like voice. "You're wrong," in a flash, he sprung forward at incredible, speed, before stopping short, and shooting upward behind Pit. "Can't see me," he taunted, as he swung his trident at Pit's head.

Pit only just managed to get his guard up with his swords, but the force of the blow sent him flying. When he looked again, Dark Pit was gone.

"Where are you? Show yourself," Pit called, looking around.

"Cliché I know…," his serpentine voice began," but I'm right here," he shouted, as he came crashing down from above on Pit, grabbing him by the throat, and slamming him into the ground.

Pit managed to kick him off, but the damage was done. "That was evident, by the blood, he coughed up. "You're good," Pit said, as he got to his feet.

"No…I'm the best," Dark Pit smirked.

Pit looked around; searching for something he could use to turn the tide of this battle. Then it dawned on him. He devised a plan, but it would require a bit of Dark Pit's help. "You're good, like I said, but you're a bit overconfident," Pit said.

Dark Pit raised an eyebrow. "Oh? I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was the one losing this battle," he sneered. "What are you talking about?"

"Even if you did beat me, you'd be the only one to know it, not to mention, I've been trapped down here with a chance to get my strength back," Pit argued. "So, if you really want to prove you're the best, why not fight me outside," he asked.

After a moment, of consideration, Dark Pit shrugged. "Well, might as well let you see the light once more before I kill you." He held his hand at an angle up towards the ceiling, and a bolt of dark energy surged out of his palm and destroyed a part of the ceiling.

Pit smirked. This was what he was waiting for. He lunged upward towards the ceiling, and took off, feeling rejuvenated as the sunlight hit his face. Unfortunately, he'd forgotten for a moment, he was in a fight for his life, but Dark Pit soon reminded him.

"Hey! You're not going anywhere," Pit heard a voice call, and before Pit could find him, Dark Pit came crashing down on his back, driving his knee into Pit's back, as they hit the ground, with Dark Pit, gracefully, backing away.

Thankfully (sort of, at least) Pit's landing wasn't too bad, as he hit soft grass instead of hard stone on his fall. Pit struggled to his feet, and looked about. He and his opponent were now in a large forest.

"Well, looks like you're in my house now," Pit managed to say.

Dark Pit looked undaunted, and pointed his trident at Pit. "Don't think you'll win, just because we're outside. Regardless of where your grave is…," he began, and to Pit's shock, he was gone in a flash.

"You will lose," Dark Pit's evil voice rang out from multiple places at once. "In fact…," the voice started before Dark Pit was in Pit's face. "I will finish you off here," he roared, holding out his palm, to launch another bolt of darkness at Pit, in an attempt to finish the fight.

Pit only just managed to get his guard up, as the blast did a great deal of damage. As the smoke cleared, Dark Pit sighed, well aware Pit was alive. Pit still had his guard up, but quickly fell to a knee, drained of a lot of his strength after taking such an attack.

Dark Pit walked forward, and pointed his trident at Pit's face. "So? What was that you were saying about this being your house," he sneered.