"So Rina, you've never mentioned anything about the past, but were you ever involved with the other gods or goddesses once before?" Pit asked the girl. "Hades did say something about working with him. I can't help but think about it."
Irena flashed a forced smile at Pit and shook her head silently, gritting her teeth tightly.
"Not at all. Do you suspect me for something?" Irena decided to ask.
"N-no... It's not like I don't trust you or anything.." he mumbled, glancing away from his friend. "Plus, Hades is Hades after all... Can't believe everything he says."
What the God of the Underworld said was true, however. It's just unknown to Pit and his mighty Goddess of Light, Palutena, and she plans to keep it that way. The girl has once been working with the Underworld Army much to her dismay. It's not like she had the choice to roam freely or to take shelter under a god. He dragged her to his army. He assigned her as captain and gave her a portion of his troops. Everything was heavily relied on the ignorant angel as he continued to assign her missions until she realized what she was being asked to do years later. She was just killing off innocent bystanders for his entertainment and reaping them for their souls, nothing more and nothing less. If Palutena found out about her past tasks, she may end up like Medusa.
"Hey, are you okay? Your face is looking rather grim today," Pit asked, crossing his arms and leaning forward to see.
"Ah, yes. I'm fine," replied Irena who leaned back from his action.
"Suspicious. Very suspicious..." he muttered, squinting his eyes a bit.
"W-what...?"
"You stuttered! It's official!"
"Wait what?"
"You're no longer that cold person- er, angel you used to be!" Pit corrected himself.
He was now smiling at her brightly as he pulled away from her personal bubble. Obviously, the female angel was confused, but his cheeky grin always calmed her down and allowed her to smile back.
"Cold? Hm... I don't see what's wrong with that, but what about it being official?" asked the girl who gave him a curious look.
"You've been talking more animatedly and even stuttering more often now! I just started to notice, haha!"
Irena giggled and covered up her face with her left hand, her golden bracelet slipping from her wrist down her arms. Of course Pit didn't accept her hiding her face all the time when she suddenly goes into a laughing fit because of him and Palutena. The boy grabbed her wrists and carefully pulled them down and away from her face in which she resorted to turning away to calm down.
"Aw, come on, Irena! You always hide yourself when you're laughing!" he complained.
"It's not very comfortable laughing in front of anyone...!" she giggled, trying to stop herself.
"No way am I letting you get away with it this time!" declared the male angel.
He then decided to tackle her into the grass and pinned her down between his legs so she couldn't escape. Tickling Irena to his heart's content, Pit wouldn't let up his attacks as she moved around and jolted at the touch of her pressure points with his fingers.
"P-Pit! S-s-stop it- ah hahahaha!" she laughed, grabbing his arms and pulling them away. "I don't like this at all!"
The boy grinned cheekily at her response as he watched her laugh and struggle underneath him. Laughing along with her, Pit finally stopped and got off her, pulling her back up into a sitting position next to him and giving her a soft slap on the back.
"It's great to laugh right? It's almost as great as sitting in a hot spring while we're out on a job!" Pit compared.
Irena groaned a little from the slowly fading pain in her abdomen as she was pulled up from the ground.
"Please... That was less enjoyable than facing an eggplant wizard and you know how much I hate fighting those freaks especially when you're an eggplant..." she replied as she rubbed her stomach.
"How negative..." the boy pouted. "I sure hope you don't become another Pittoo after this.."
Irena then chuckled and shook her head as her feathery white wings extended and stretched to allow her be lifted up softly from the ground for a second.
"Him? No thanks. I don't go around kicking angels and bosses in the face and stuff," Irena said with a small wave of her hand. "Who knows what he does to mini bosses... Punch them in the gut if they have any?"
"Highly... possible," Pit said nervously as he rubbed his abdominal. "His kicks are mighty hard... Ooh, just thinking about it makes me groan.."
"Want me to make it better by punching you in the stomach?" she offered stupidly.
"I'm... good.. Yeah. Veeeeryyyyy good.." he responded with a squeak, lightly slapping her hand away. "Please don't hurt me.."
"Hahaha, I'm not actually going to do it! Are you crazy? Your stomach is seriously pretty hard; I'll hurt myself instead!"
"And it's called working out and exercising during the job!" the now arrogant sounding angel said.
"Please don't get cocky. I still have better weapon handling skills than you do even if you're quite skilled yourself."
"Y-you're right. I'm sorry, don't hurt me!" he said again.
Irena rolled her eyes as she shoved him onto his back, her fingers pressed against his chest and leaving slowly after the short and small shove. Pit grunted as he landed in the grass flat, facing up into the sky blinking curiously.
"Irena, if you want to play we can go catch some souflees again," suggested the angel as he pushed himself back up.
"Who said I wanted to play? I'm going back home," she said in which confused the boy.
"But this is your home..."
"The other temple where you found me resting alone I meant. You know the abandoned one in the middle of nowhere?"
Pit frowned a little as he crossed his arms and rose a curious brow.
"And why is that? Can't you stay here instead of going back to the place where no one lives or even visits?"
Irena shook her head apologetically as her wings lifted her body back into the air silently, her dress flowing in the tiny gust she created.
"I don't know, Pit... I don't belong anywhere but there.. It's best if I don't see you as often as this, but you keep dragging me out of that place filled with rubble and nothing more no matter what I tell you."
"It's because you belong here where there are others to communicate with like Lady Palutena and I!" Pit argued, jumping up to grab her and failing.
"... Yeahhhh... I'll probably have to see you both later anyways knowing how stubborn you both are..." she said as she flew away.
She was happy to be around the two as well as felt comfortable around them, but at other times, she'll need her own special space. It was the only way for her to vent out her irritation to herself and curse Hades even more than she could.
'I see that you've left the temple of the Goddess of Light,' Hades said. 'Coming back for me now?'
The girl only rolled her eyes and continued to return to where she was always found by the duo.
"What do you want, Hades?" she mumbled.
'Nothing! Nothing at all!' he replied with a chuckle. 'Do you really trust that little goddess over there and her little angel, Pitty Pat? You know what she's done to Medusa and yet you continue to follow her after following me! Rina, dear, you may end up like Medusa herself! I worry you.'
"I don't need you to worry about me really," replied the angel. "Now please leave me alone. I'm not here to rip out anybody else's souls for you."
'Gather, my dear. It's not ripping unless you want to actually grab them and pull it out forcefully! Let's see... Dictionary, dictionary... dic...tion...nnarrryy...'
"I don't care!" she exclaimed, flying faster into the abandoned temple. "I don't need the definition of ripping because my definition of ripping is tearing your head off!"
'Ouch... That's a lovely description!' Hades sang as she entered the temple.
"Leave!"
"Are you yelling at yourself? You must have gone mad..." a voice suddenly said awkwardly.
"Maybe I have gone mad. Just what are you doing here, Dark Pit?"
The boy snickered and shook his head at the girl's response.
"I'm supposed to ask you that, Mad Woman. What are YOU doing here?" he demanded.
Irena looked at him funny and walked over to a broken down staircase, seating herself down silently.
"Please, if you want to call someone mad, tell that to Hades' face and I live here, you moron," she said bitterly as the god's name was mentioned.
"Well, excuse me for asking! I'm not asking so you can scowl at me, you know...!" Pittoo exclaimed. "Anyways, aren't you staying with that rip off angel servant kid and his little hopeless light goddess or something?"
"Jealous of their reputation now, are you 'Pittoo?'" Irena asked as she emphasized his nickname.
"Call me that again and I'll slaughter you good."
"As if.. I've been staying here wayyyyy before they came to me. Just saying. Now can you answer my question? Why are you here?" she repeated.
"It's an abandoned temple. Duh. What else do you do to abandoned places?" he responded rudely.
"Multiple things. Explore, destroy, take over, legitimately inhabit it like I did, infest it with whatever troops you may have, inspect for lives that may be here-"
The raven haired boy then groaned as he sharpened up his dark red eyes giving a light kick to the female angel near him.
"Okay, okay. I get it, now shut up!" growled Dark Pit. "Didn't need you to create a stupid list for me to listen to."
"Then you shouldn't have even asked," replied Irena who only smiled at him as if she was trying to tick him off.
It worked. Of course it would.
"You know what? I'll leave this stinky mess to yourself. Don't come looking for me until you fix that attitude of yours before you receive my beautiful fist into your pre-deformed face!" exclaimed the angel in black. "Rip off me and helpless goddess over there would hunt me down if that ever happened, not that I mind."
Winning such a useless argument, Irena stuck out her tongue and pulled at the lower lid of her right eye with a single index finger as her semi-ally left her temple. Talking to him made her feel better after having a conversation with a god who only treated her like an assaulting weapon in the past. In fact, her anger was now all transferred to the dark fallen angel himself much to his dismay.
"Hmm, I should apologize later. I was speaking out to him without a single thought in mind," she suddenly realized. "But then again, he's Dark Pit... A more rude version of... Pit... Ah, who cares?"
She was much too stress relieved now to even bring up a new thought to her head and decided it was best to sleep early and expect the usually expected next day. Looking down at the broken stone floor, the girl noticed her white feathers mixing into Dark Pit's black ones and smiled a bit.
"Okay... I'll give an apology. Can't help but feel pity for him sometimes," she chuckled before standing up and heading into a completely different room, her room. But when she entered, she noticed a few of his loose feathers sitting around on the ground which got her rethinking about what he may have done.
"... It's not here..." said Irena, looking at the empty stand that usually held a specially carved stone that concealed her linked line with Hades and the underworld, hiding her away from them successfully. "... DARK PIT, YOU ARE DEAD TO ME, YOU HEAR?! PITTOO!"
And as of that, she was not able to get her rest just yet as she bolted out her room, the temple, and flying back into the sky after a jump in the air. She had to retrieve the stone no matter what. If Hades found where she was staying alone and tracked her down, who knows what kind of shenanigans he can muster up for her to do. That stone had to stay in her barrier surrounded stand to keep her in hiding whenever she returned to the hidden temple no matter what.
I haven't posted here for so long... I''ll be spamming the stories I have on Quotev and Wattpad onto here. Been busy. -sob- ~stormy003
