A/N Couldn't think of any more filler chapters, so let's cut to the chase and get on with the story.
So without Further ado, Let the chaos ensue
Guard Dog.
How many years has it been? For the captain of Palutena's guard there's been no sense of time for quite awhile. It feels like it was a few days again when the Goddess of Light first appeared to him in his cell and set him on the quest.
In the time of his first release and now there hasn't been many changes in his appearance, he feels a little taller, and perhaps a little wiser even. The new found wisdom is only thanks to the time Palutena spent teaching him on the basics one of her guard members should know. It's only thanks to that and all of the training he put in early on that the other centurions have nothing to say on the matter of his promotion to Captain.
Even if he still can't fly.
That fact means little in the fact that his Goddess has summoned him.
In a flash he's out of his "bed" and reaching into his chest of weapons, grabbing a bow that was gifted to him upon his promotion. The overall shape is similar to any other, but like his original bow it fires off arrows of light. Unlike his original however is the fact that it has the added feature of splitting off into two blades.
Perfect for fighting off enemies that manage to get too close.
When he finally reaches the Goddess of Light she spares little time discussing the problem before a doorway opens up on his right and he's instructed to go through. She'll explain the mission on his way there. So without a thought of where she's dropping him he goes through the doorway and immediately starts free falling for seconds before a serge of power sparks within his wings and he sores.
It's a short lived experience, when Palutena mentions the Underworld Army, and a group of Monoeyes almost hit him. "Whoa! that was a little too close for comfort."
Another group of Monoeyes comes at him and upon there defeat he's rewarded with hearts. "huh, I always wondered about these." he comments
"Focus on that later Pit." Palutena communicates through the laurel crown he wears.
"Right." he says firing at another group. "But wait, if the Underworld Army is back does that mean Medusa's been?"
"Resurrected. yes. Though the goddess of darkness was defeated long ago. She's back now." And although he has no idea why, his spirits take flight much like himself at the thought of the Goddess of Darkness' resurrection. "As the Goddess of Light it's my duty to protect humanity from her."
He wants to say something about that but before he can get a word out a large hand emerges from beneath the clouds, and a large transparent figure emerges. Ebony locks tangle with the serpents on her head, and the moment her eyes are shown they flash red. Palutena warned him and all of the other angels in her guard about the paralyzing gaze of the Gorgon, but Pit feels none of that.
The voice of the goddess is as cold as the shadows she inhabits. "Hello there Pit. and you too Palutena. Here to crash my little homecoming party?"
The next few moments consist of the two goddesses converse on the "party" Pit focuses on the enemies. Pointing out to his goddess when they move to attack the ground. As the path is altered to account for this Pit joyously calls out. "I can't believe I'm actually flying right now."
"The power of Flight is my gift to you, and I control the flight path so that you can focus your energy on fighting. But I can only allow you to use this power for five minutes at a time. If it's so much as a second more, your wings will burn up and you'll fall."
"You have no idea how embarrassing it is being unable to fly on my own. So thanks for your help. Without your help I'd probably be finished long before now."
There's no further word from the goddess and after a bit they find the area under Underworld attack, and Palutena adds a little boast to his speed, allowing him to get there quicker. When the town is within sight, there's billows of smoke and spots of fire. When he get's closer he can hear it. He can hear the cheers of the people at his appearance.
"Lady Palutena, do you hear that? Do you hear the people's cheers?" Pit remarks excitedly. Almost feeling overwhelmed by the high energy of it all.
"Despite the underworld invasion the people haven't yet lost hope. It's our duty to protect them." Paultena remarks before the energy in Pit's wings seems to shift and his path is directed towards a small dead end in the city. "Prepare for land battle, Pit."
Upon landing in the dead end all things appear normal, but Pit knows that's not true, for the moment he leaves this area there's sure to be trouble. Luckily His chosen goddess has dropped some food nearby for Pit to eat and replenish energy with.
After leaving the starting point of his landing, Pit immediately encounters a group of Monoeyes, Shemums, and a single Nettler. Reaching the center fountain reveals a chest to the left holding another healing item along with some hearts.
his path is once again blocked by even more enemies, but like the others, they are easily disposed of with a few shots.
"Wow, you'd expect that after 25 years, the Underworld army would be able to bump up their defenses." Pit remarks taking down another Shemum that appeared.
"Yes well, they obviously don't go through the same training you do." Palutena points out, remembering all the times she's found Pit outside training in the dead of night.
"Well sure, but-" his thoughts are derailed as an explosion happens in the coliseum. "What was that?"
"Medusa just unleashed an evil beast in the coliseum! You need to hurry there!" Palutena orders and with a silent nod Pit's off, wondering what Medusa could have left for him.
He gets his answer the moment he enters the coliseum and being barred from exiting by the closing of the large doors. From up on the stands a familiar, towering two-headed dog jumps down and lunges for the white speck before it.
Pit waits until the last moment to dodge the Underworlds Guard Dog, and manages to avoid damage by the tips of his flight feathers. The successful dodge allows Pit to see Twin Bellows crash face first into the coliseum wall.
"Bad Boy, Don't bite!" Pit exclaims shooting off a volley of arrows at the large hell hound. He's unsure if they arrows have done any damage, and at the next attack he dashes underneath the large dog and goes for the back of it's legs with the blades.
That seems to get a reaction out of the beast as it quickly turns around and manages to catch the angel's arm in one of it's large jaws, his weapon being on the other side in hand. Using his one free arm, Pit begins the process of trying to force the jaw open, while is approaching doom comes closer in the form of a matching jaw.
As a final bid for freedom he tosses his bow over the upper jaw and prays to any of the goddesses that his choice doesn't lead him into an early grave.
The bargain pays off as the bow lands securely in hand, and Pit wastes no time in stabbing the blade into the approaching jaw, driving that head away. Once that crisis is adverted he does the same to the jaw that's trapping his arm.
Falling to the ground, Pit instinctively goes into a roll and fires off another volley of arrows at the Hell Hound, and watches as it once again is destroyed.
"Now just stay down!" Pit shouts as the body of his foe vanishes and returns to the Underworld.
Appearing in the sky above the coliseum is Medusa.
"You better be prepared Medusa! Cause when I'm through your days of Darkness will be no match for the Light." Pit exclaims before being brought back to Palutena's Temple.
Upon arrival, Palutena had a Healing elixir ready for him, and the grits and bares the pain he experiences as the gouged out flesh and scars. After that he is quick to turn in for the night, not before grabbing something to eat first. His dreams that night are weird to say the least.
Like in most of these dreams everything is dark, as though there is a blindfold blocking his vision, but there's actually no type of tell on what is happening. There's a pain in his are, that at first registers as phantom pain to him until, like always, a pair of hands begin to soothe the pain away.
That soothing touch seems to transfer to real life, and Pit nestles further into the pile of blankets he's made for himself.
A/N so a brief mention of his past life, and at this point Pit would have less memories to call upon.