Hello lovelies! Sorry this chapter took so long to update, but you can thank one of my good friends for poking me with a stick. Please read and review. Thanks!

-WingedIceWolf

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He stood outside of Skyworld, watching the stars with interest. They twinkled and shined their light at him in the darkness.

A cool breeze ruffled his chocolate locks as he thought to himself. He had sensed a danger earlier this morning, but being the angel he was, he told himself that he was just being paranoid. He didn't tell anyone, not even his dark counterpart, in hopes of keeping them from harm. Training had tired him out for a while and he was ready to sleep, but hopefully not outside.

What is it that lurks in the shadows? And why? I can feel its evil intentions. He thought to himself as the feeling of danger filled his heart again.

The sound of footsteps sounded behind the angel, but he remained calm, clutching to his bow. The footsteps ended as his counterpart, Dark Pit, settled down next to him.

"Beautiful stars," he began with a smile, too gazing up at the stars. There was a pause as Pit nodded before Dark Pit spoke. "Tell me what is bothering you, Pit. You aren't your normal annoying self."

Pit laughed softly, glancing at the Dark Angel. His face grew dark the moment the smile faded. "It's nothing," Pit replied grimly.

Dark Pit stood up, folding his dark wings behind his back with his hands on his hips. "Nothing must be something if it puts you out of your normal attitude. You seemed tense when I arrived. Don't hide things from-"

A sudden ring of metal on stone rang in their ears, stopping both of them from continuing. Dark Pit and Pit both drew their weapons in the darkness, Dark Pit stepping in front of Pit.

"In the name of the Goddess, reveal yourself!" Dark Pit demanded sharply, pulling his bowstring back.

A deep laugh was heard from in front of the two, making both take a short step back. The skies suddenly grew dark, full of lightning and swirling clouds.

Dark Pit fired an aura arrow at the figure who towered above, barely missing its head.

"The next one goes in your head," Dark Pit growled, pulling his bowstring back once more.

"Such arrogance for an angel and yet, some confidence. How disappointing. I expected better of you," a voice hissed as the figure neared.

"What do you want?!" Pit shouted from behind Dark Pit, fear hidden in his voice.

There was a pause before the figure answered, unsheathing a wretched blade. "Revenge." Thunder roared and lightning struck very close to the figure, revealing a cloaked man with long crimson hair. The man raised his hand, fingers clenched into a fist.

"Palutena!" Pit yelled out loud, cupping his hands around his mouth. Suddenly, a sharp pain filled his chest as the angel found himself unable to breathe. He plucked at his neck for an unseen force as fire filled his lungs. Eventually, he hit the ground hard, a pedestal corner digging into his forehead.

"Pit," Dark Pit screamed, rushing to his unconscious companion. He turned his companion over, seeing the horrible gash upon his head. "You will pay for this!"

Without any hesitation at all, Dark Pit fired an arrow straight at the figure. Within seconds the arrow shattered like glass in the figure's hand. Dark Pit, shocked by what had just happened took step back as the figure laughed once more. Dark put a hand upon Pit's shoulder as if to reassure him, even though he knew he was doing little to help the situation, putting himself in front of his counterpart once more.

"Who in Hade's name are you?" Dark Pit demanded, his blood boiling.

"I can see your fear, boy," the man began. "You should know my name, Ganondorf. Lord of Darkness. Though that will not matter." and with that he prepared a large ball of shadow magic in his hand, hurling it at Dark Pit. "Don't need angels in my way."

Dark Pit barely had a second to move before he found the air draining from himself. He struggled severely, not paying any attention to the shadow magic. He expected to feel the pain as the magic came hurling at him, but what he heard instead made his heart drop. Pit's scream.

The Dark Angel opened his eyes to see Pit upon the ground, feathers smoking from the magic. The smell of smoke filled the air, making breathing harder.

Pit's whole body was racked with pain as he lay upon the cold stone ground with his weapon underneath him. Regardless of the pain shooting through him and his pounding head, he arose and staggered towards the Dark Lord.

"Such strength for a small angel," the Dark Lord laughed as Pit came closer, aiming another arrow.

The Dark Lord lashed out at the Angel's stomach, sending him across the ground and his weapon inches away from his grasp. The deep cuts were hidden by his toga, but he could no longer rise due to the pain and the blood that was quickly leaving his body. He lay upon the ground, unmoving and barely breathing as the color left his face.

"Pit!" Dark Pit managed to cry before the Dark Lord sliced into his wings like butter. He was held like an animal in a trap, unable to breath.

"If I knew that it was the Angel who you cared for, I would have killed him sooner. Enjoy your shared grave."

Lightning struck the two Angels, sending them hurling off of Skyworld. Dark Pit was finally able to breathe easier but the pain sparked in his body and his wings as the wind dragged the Angels down. Dark Pit tried frantically to reach his companion, knowing he could never forgive himself if he returned to Skyworld with the news that he had allowed Pit to die.

Pit's limp body fell below him as his blood flew in the air. The Dark Angel reached out and caught the Angel by the arm as the ground rushed towards them. Dark Pit slammed into the ground below Pit, cushioning the blow. Wing bones cracked and shattered like twigs due to the impact, causing the Dark Angel great pain, but he kept his mouth shut in fear of what may be around them.

Dark Pit could hear hoof beats sounding behind them, and he struggled to raise his head, Pit's unconscious body clenched to his chest. In the darkness he could see a cloaked figure and a horse rushing through the rain.

Hesitantly, he took his wounded counterpart in his arms, ignoring the horrible pain that threatened to rip him apart, and neared the rider. He eased Pit upon the ground near the rider's path, creating a thud noise, and dashed behind a tree.

The rider halted, nearing the fallen angel. He dismounted, lit a lamp, and turned the angel over. A familiar symbol was upon the rider's hand, revealed by the firelight. He watched the rider until he heard him say, "Change of course! To Kakiriko!"

Dark Pit remembered the symbol on the boy's hand from somewhere, but he forgot where, the pain forbidding him to think. Finally, he collapsed upon the ground with no strength left in him as the darkness began to close in. I'm so sorry…If you live, forgive me...

Cliffies! Muahahaha! Thanks for reading and reviewing!

This chapter is dedicated to Twi Rinku.

Thanks for inspiring me to continue this chapter!

-WingedIceWolf