Dark Pit
My eyes snapped open. Where am I? I was on the floor of some room, one I had never seen before but somehow recognized.
What is this place? I stood up, nearly falling over because of my wings. Wait...I thought they were gone when I awoke here. Doubt filled my mind, causing me to question if I had even gone to another place. Was this just all in my head?
Darkness. That's all I could see, other than myself. Odd. I looked around in worry, trying to get a hint as to my location. What am I doing here? There didn't seem to be a floor, But I was standing on something. There we no walls, but a monochrome grey that faded into black the farther you look.
"Hello?" My voice sounded as if I was submerged, muffled and almost blurred. This is weird.
I looked at my hands. They looked white and lifeless, though I would move them at will. Does the rest of me look the same? It wasn't like there was a mirror around to check. I looked to my tunic, which was now clean and stitched up. The red and gold traces were gone, leaving a sheet of black fabric. My boots were gone; My legs started blackening at the knee and blended in perfectly with the ground where my feet should have been.
reached up to my laurels but was met with air. Where are they? I lost them in the water, right?
...right?
I struggled to recall my memories. Yes, I had woken up wet and on the beach, but Pit was the only physically in the waves, not me.
Wait. I stared into the abyss, noticing something.
The faded color was not black.
It was Blue. Dark, Dark Blue.
"Caerul! Show yourself!" I called out in desperation, possibly at my only hope. As I looked around again, panicking now, A figure formed in front of me. It was obviously Caerul, as they had scars, but they were just a shadow, a motionless humanoid form.
"Yes?" It was Caerul's accent, but it was flat and expressionless.
"Caerul, where the Underworld am I?!" I demanded, reaching for my blade, then remembering it wasn't there.
"Somewhere I have lived. Somewhere you should not be." His head was tilted down, and his scars seemed to be bleeding. The blood trickled down and splashed on the ground, creating a sharp contrast to the rest of this colorless place. What is wrong with him?
Didn't matter now. I needed answers.
"Wow. Helpful. Now why don't you-" I was cut off by Caerul grabbing me by my tunic.
"Next time you find yourself here..."His colors snapped in as though a setting was turned off, and his head snapped up to reveal his eyes were black.
"Run."
I shot up in a cold sweat, breathing heavy. Just a dream...
A nightmare.
