No notes this time around in the beginning, on to the story! Again, swearing in this chapter and pretty much every chapter.

" No-no-no-no-no-no!"

Psycho was freaking out.

Leaves, Skyworld didn't have fucking leaves. Oh no, that means... No, she usually doesn't interfere with the angels. Unless...

"Goddess Viridi!"

A woman's voice laced delicately with sarcasm and mischievousness answered him.

Yeah? What do you want?

"Did you bring me here?"

Well of course I did, who else would have?

For a second, Psycho paused, as if he was actually considering it to be an actual question.

"Allow me to rephrase myself, why did you bring me here?"

Your goddess Palutena ignored you. Simple as that. So I brought you to my temple to revive you. Any more questions?

He frowned. Palutena didn't ignore him, did she? That's not like her...

"No, Mistress Viridi, thank you."

Good, your new armor and weapons are on the altar. Go get them and come to the temple.

He did as he was told, smiling as he donned the red armor embroidered with the symbol of a leaf on its chest plate. He slipped on the Viridi Claws and took the ink used for the Viridi Palm. Content with his new equipment, he made his way to the temple, ready to assist his new goddess.

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She was breathtaking. The way her soft golden hair drawn into a ponytail hung elegantly over her shoulder, and the way each and every color on her dress complimented each other perfectly, it was extraordinary. He had no apparent feelings for her, but no man could deny that she was beautiful.

"What are you gawking at? You have work to do!"

Psycho realized he had indeed been staring and a faint blush flew across his face.

"My apologies Mistress Viridi."

Viridi stared at him for a second, as if questioning his politeness.

"It's alright I guess. Just go outside, Cragalanche needs help getting my troops whipped into shape!"

Psycho quickly bowed and ran out the door, smiling inwardly at how much faster he was in the new claws.

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Cragalanche was as dumb as rocks. Literally. He thought "whipping the troops into shape" literally meant whipping them until they resembled a square.

Viridi give me strength.

Oddly, Viridi's voice replied.

No.

Psycho jumped a bit in surprise. He did not expect anyone to actually answer him. He usually just says "Palutena give me strength" before battle but now that he was under Viridi's command he used her name in the phrase. And she actually answers him. Was this what Pit felt like? Having a goddess hear your every thought? He thought back to the beautiful goddess he had just met, with her soft golden locks and flawless skin... He snapped out of his daydream sporting a blush as he hoped that Viridi couldn't see everything that he thought. He turned back to the task at hand.

"Cragalanche! Let me take over."

The stone behemoth turned to face him, tossing a giant cannon into Psycho's arms. It looked much like the behemoth himself, with a red circle at it's barrel. He tapped his shoulder, which caused the armored sleeve on his right arm to fold away so he could equip his new cannon. It had quite a bit of weight on it, but not enough that he couldn't handle. He aimed it straight between two slacking Bumpety-Bombs and fired a shot.

Damn, this thing sure packs a punch.

The shot fired through the two Bumpety-bombs grabbed their attention as they quickly scurried over. Taking a deep breath and using the voice he used when addressing comrades across an arena, he bellowed two words at the bomb-like creatures.

"STRAIGHTEN UP!"

He brandished the large cannon as if to add incentive, but none was needed. Apparently, the rest of the troops immediately got back to work as well.

"The hell? Mistress Viridi, was it supposed to be that easy?"

No, but that bellow of yours must have caught them off guard, after all, Cragalanche never talks.

Psycho pictured a mute Pit running about trying to command the centurions. He let out a small laugh at the thought. He sent the cannon back to the altar remotely and expanded his sleeve once his arm was free. He then turned on his heels and headed back to the temple.

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Viridi smiled, surprised at how frightening the warrior was if he wanted to be. Oh yes, he would be the perfect commander. Said commander walked into her temple just as she finished the thought. Nothing happened as he just stared at her for a few seconds. She decided to break the silence by answering what he just thought.

"Yes, the Eyetrack Orbitars do indeed think."

The warrior smiled at her while he removed his helmet, revealing the prominent scar across his face, as if someone sliced at his eye and left a scar from the centre of his forehead to top of his right cheek. His white untamed hair flopped down stopping just short of his eyebrows. Goddess he was cute. And a good commander. Why the hell would Palutena ignore him? Viridi realized he was waiting for instructions.

"Oh yes, right. Next you need to stop a human logging operation on the surface. You don't have to harm them, but don't let them touch the plants."

The warrior smiled at her and tapped at his chest, causing two slits to open up on the back of his armor. His wings happily came out of their metal prison, fluttering about and lifting him into the air. Something occurred to Viridi.

"Psycho."

The warrior halted his ascent and returned to the ground.

"Yes Mistress Viridi?"

Viridi smiled at his politeness. Pit did not treat her like that when she filled in for Palutena.

"I hate the name Psycho, even if it does strike fear. I will call you Cherry Blossom."

The warrior flushed.

"WHAT?!"

Viridi laughed loudly.

"I'm kidding, Sequoia is your new name."

The newly named fighter's blush subsided as he nodded as if accepting the name and flew off to his mission.

Well? How was the chapter? Any requests or questions should be posted in the review section. I'm open to all ideas and tips for my writing. Personally I feel as if this was my best chapter yet.