And chapter 3 is here! This chapter has a couple of OC's in it... I'm going to try to keep the limit from now on too one per chapter.(for the underworld commander) However, I felt the second in this chapter was nessecary... Disclaimer: I own NOTHING! (except my OC's, of course)
Dark Pit took shelter in a small, desolate farm. The farmers appeared to have abandoned the place, so Dark Pit helped himself to some of the food there. He wondered what he was to do tomorrow. As much as he just wanted to relax he knew he would have to destroy Medusa, or the world would end. Or, Medusa might make him be her puppet before that. Either way, Dark Pit would have to kill her. Dark Pit slept in the farmers house that night, hoping beyond hope that something good would happen the next day.
When Dark Pit woke up, he went outside to stretch his wings, and keep on the move. If he stayed in one place too long, someone would find him, whether that person was Palutena or Medusa, Dark Pit didn't know and didn't care. He decided to fly east, away from the ocean, where he could feel Pit was going to attack next. He flew, looking out for any other angels around that had a sense of what was good. Unfortunately, he didn't find any in the first hour, but what he did find astounded him. It was a human city, and it was being attack by underworld monsters. He flew down, taking out his silver bow and changing it into duel blades. He slashed at a monoeye, killing it easily, one something ripped from the fires below.
"Pandora!" the person yelled, charging at Dark Pit. The person looked slightly like a red version of Dark Pit, with red eyes, toga, and wings. He had different face, however, as well as build. He was more muscular, but couldn't run the fastest. Attached to his arm was a, well, arm. It looked like a birds head, and, as Dark Pit soon learned, it shot fire. The angel shot at Dark Pit, before he saw a monoeye die do to Dark Pit's bow. "What the... Who are you?"
"Who are you?" Dark Pit said back.
"I'm Ignast, servant of the phoenix!" the angel said.
"Dark Pit, servant to no one but myself!" Dark Pit said loudly.
"Oh, no one wants you as there servant?"
"No, I choose not to have a master," Dark Pit said, shooting Monoeyes while he did.
"Wait- you can do that!? And still keep the powers?!" Ignast said, practically hopping up and down in air.
"No, not the powers part. I killed Pandora to get mine."
"Oh, so that's why I thought you were Pandora,"
"Maybe we can find a commander for you to take powers from..." Dark Pit said. "Who's in charge of this attack?" Suddenly, a huge jet of fire erupted from the town, searing Dark Pit's wing.
"I am," a gruff voice said coming from the flames. A man flew out, though he had know wings or any visible means of flying.
"Who are you?" Dark Pit said, pointing his bow at him.
"Prometheus," the man said, "is my name."
"Wait," Ignast said, "didn't you give fire to humans? Why are you harming them?"
"I serve my master Ha- err, Medusa," Prometheus said. "H- she, I should say, promises the faster we kill all the other gods, the less people will die. However, to get rid of gods, we need to get rid of their angels! Which is why I used this town to bring them to me!" Prometheus laughed, and then jumped at Dark Pit. Dark Pit felt a scratch on his wing, and then a burning feeling.
"What the-" Dark Pit said, then realized what had happened. Prometheus had scratched his wing, then lit it on fire. Pain seared through his left wing. He had to put the fire out. He saw that there was a lake nearby the village. He had to reach it. He flew there as fast as possible with a burning wing, but not fast enough that the people couldn't see him. Unfortunately, many people were there, getting water to put out the town. He ran through them, "out of the way, coming through!" he yelled, then skimmed the water. Finally, he crashed inside the lake. Cold shot up his spine, but the fire on his wing was out. He got out of the water, then flew back to the battle ground, shaking the water off his wing. The cold went away as soon as he got close to Prometheus, and the water evaporated. Ignast was in a battle with Prometheus. They traded blows equally, Prometheus' fire not hurting Ignast. Dark Pit drew his bow and fired. The shot hit it's mark, and Prometheus sailed to the ground. Dark Pit dropped his silver bow and pulled out his Ogre club. He flew down, and smashed the club into Prometheus' chest. Ignast did the same, flying down and punching Prometheus with his arm. Ignast and Dark Pit continued the process. Whenever Prometheus tried to burn Dark Pit, he jumped out of the way. If it hit, he went to the entrance of the village, where there was a chain of villagers all holding buckets. He would take one of the buckets, douse himself with the water inside, and flew back to battle. Eventually, Prometheus gave up, and fell to the ground, defeated. Ignast held his hand up to Prometheus.
"How do I take his powers?" he asked.
"Feel his powers entering you," Dark Pit explained, remembering how he had done it. Fire flew from Prometheus and into Ignast's hand. Ignast stood strong, letting the power soak into him. Ignast smiled. He looked up at the sky.
"PHEONIX! I DESERT YOU! I AM MY OWN ANGEL! NOW LEAVE!" Ingast yelled, and a huge phoenix head flew out of his chest, flying into the sky. Ingast fell to the ground.
"You okay?" Dark Pit asked, kneeling down.
"Fine," Ingast said, getting up slowly.
"Good," Dark Pit said, "know we have work to do."
"What's that."
"We need to get to the Underworld!" Dark Pit said, activating the power of flight. He flew off to the north, Ignast behind him. It was time to find a way down there.