Pit: And now, back to me!

Whatever. Apologies for making Pit perfect.

Pit: What?

In the last chapter, you saw I made him too good, and that he was able to fight off all three swordsmen. That's highly improbable.

Pit: But not impossible!

So, he will be beaten in this chapter! MWAHAHA! Spoiler!

Pit: o.O No…I don't want to!

Face it, O Angel of Music. (I'm a PotO nerd)

Pit: WTF?

Chapter Five

Pit was sleeping peacefully in his four-poster bed, his wings twitching involunatrily now and then. Suddenly, there was a loud series of knocks at his door, waking him up.

"Wake up! Tomorrow's today and today is yesterday!" came the voice of someone Pit knew too well.

Pit yawned, stretched his wings, and opened the door. Before him stood the hopeful faces of the four kids he had played with the day before, all holding the items necessary for a game of baseball.

"You said you would decide if you would play with us today," Popo said innocently.

"Listen," Pit started, after a moment of silence. "I'm sorry, but I can't play. I have to train for the tournament. Why don't you four train too?"

"Because it's boring," Nana whined.

"But it'll help you get better," Pit countered.

"I think I've got luck on my side, anyway!" Young Link said.

Pit smiled. He was almost afraid to go against the littluns; he didn't want to hurt them, but he wouldn't know who he was against until Master posted the list later tomorrow.

"Oh well," Ness sighed. "Will you at least eat breakfast with us?"

"Okay," Pit answered. "Just let me get ready."

In a few minutes Pit walked downstairs with the four kids, who each raced to get a seat next to the angel. Ness made his way to sit on Pit's left, but before the other three could act, Solid Snake took his seat to Pit's right. Letting out annoyed groans, the other three took their seats by Ness. Snake turned and looked at Pit with an expression of confusion on his face.

"Elves…floating disembodied hands…magicians…talking animals…and now angels. I must be going crazy," he muttered.

"Hello," Pit said, friendly as always.

"Hmm," Snake grunted, looking the other way.

"How's it feel to be in the tournament?"

"Do you have to ask me questions like you're interviewing me for the news?" Snake turned around to glare at the angel.

"Someone's grumpy…" one of the kids said, whom Pit recognized as Popo.

Snake looked past Pit at the little Ice Climber; the latter immediately took great interest in the table. Snake looked back at Pit.

"This is insane…" he muttered.

Master and Crazy appeared at the head of the table, and the food appeared. All the Smashers began to eat.

"Hey, Pit," Roy said, who was sitting across from the angel. "You didn't technically beat us three yesterday, as you never attacked. Remember, the fight stopped because Marth had to say, 'Damn', which led to all of us stopping. But you didn't really beat us."

"So you want to train again?" Pit asked.

"Yup," Roy answered.

"You're good, alright," Link said, "I mean, with your aim and stuff. But yesterday you were just doing a bunch of defensive moves. Let's actually fight, okay? As in you make the first move."

"Hey," Roy snapped. "I said I'm fighting him first."

"Well, if he's not tired when he beats you…" here Roy flushed a shade of red , "…I'll fight him."

"Uh…" Pit said, trying to get a word in, but was cut off as Roy countered Link's comment.

"But it'll be unfair, because he'll need rest and you hadn't been fighting at all."

"Relax," Link replied. "I'll fight Marth."

"I don't want to train today," Marth said.

"Darn," Link muttered.

"I'll fight," Samus spoke up, and Link nodded to her.

"You were going to fight me," Zelda said to Samus.

At this Samus raised her eyebrows. "Oh yeah. I forgot. Sorry Link."

"I'll fight you!" Young Link shouted.

"Man!" Ness covered his ears. "He sits right across from you; he hears you just fine."

"Sorry," Young Link apologized.

Pit was slightly confused. He watched all the Smashers slowly challenge each other across the table. When he finished, he headed to the training arena, where a few Smashers were chatting and warming up. The thing that caught his attention most was Wario talking to Mario.

"Surprised I-a came, huh?" Wario said, sticking his chest out, which didn't look any different from when he wasn't.

"No, not-a really," Mario replied. "I-a knew you were trying out-a for the tournament for-a the longest time."

"Master Hand-a was-a finally impressed," Wario said proudly. "Now-a that I'm here, I-a can beat you. Scared?"

"No, not-a really," Mario repeated.

Wario grabbed Mario's shirt collar and shoved him up against the wall. "How-a about now?"

"What's going on?" Pit cried, flying towards the pair.

"Nothing," Wario said innocently, dropping Mario at the sight of the arrow sitting comfortably in Pit's bow. "I'm-a going to-a go, um, get a drink."

Wario waddled out of the training arena, a little faster than his normal pace.

"You okay?" Pit asked Mario.

"I-a could've hit-a him if-a I wanted to," Mario said defensively.

"Well, you never know," Pit shrugged.

"Thanks anyway…Pit, was-a it?"

The angel nodded. "Most of these Smashers—Meta-Knight, Ganondorf, Wario, Mewtwo, Bowser—they aren't entirely sincere, so watch out."

"I know-a that," Mario smiled. "I've been-a here a lot-a longer than you."

"True," Pit shrugged.

Right then Luigi called his brother over so they could practice together, and Pit waved goodbye to Mario as he walked off. Soon Samus walked in, wearing her suit, and went straight up to Pit.

"One more day," she grinned to him through her helmet.

Pit could barely see her face through the green visor. "Yeah. Excited?"

"Of course," she answered, her voice sounding almost robotic due to the suit.

Roy them walked in, sword in hand. "Okay, Pit, let's go."

Pit nodded to the swordsman and went to the area they had battled the day before.

"I'll be ref until Zelda comes," Samus ran to catch up with the two. After they took their positions, Samus cried, "Go!"

This time Pit charged first, and Roy was the once playing defense. The angel released a well aimed arrow, and Roy could not dodge it, so he had to use his counter move. Pit then pulled his bow apart and began slicing at the redhead, who had to move his sword swiftly to meet the angel's swords with a metallic clang.

Roy finally used a upward slash, forcing him and Pit apart for a few seconds. But those few seconds were just enough time for Roy to slash at Pit, and the angel went soaring into the air, struggling to get his wings open to temporarily lift him out of Roy's reach .

Roy advanced towards his adversary again, feeling confident. However, when he swiped his sword, it sliced nothing but air as Pit pulled himself into the air. Roy jumped after the angel, but was forced back to the ground from a downward stab of Pit's sword.

Roy backed away from the hovering Pit. He could do nothing but wait for the angel to charge at him. Pit repeated the move he had done the day before, diving in and spinning his swords. Roy had thought of this move the night before, and he had found a way around it. With a swift dodge, Roy swerved around so that he was perpendicular to the angel, and without hesitation, brought the flat of his sword down. Pit was instantly winded and stumbled onto the ground.

Samus stared in awe as Roy hacked almost mercilessly towards the fallen angel. She was about to cry out when the tables turned as Pit escaped Roy's blade and was back in the air. She watched worriedly as the angel put his sword together and began shooting light arrows at the redhead.

Pit's aim was very precise, and since it as training, the arrows only cut Roy's cape and grazed his shoulders. Pit launched one last arrow and made his bow a sword again as he held them before him and swooped down. Roy brought his sword across just in time to end the arrow's path and to dance out of the charging angel's way.

Then, like before, Roy was perpendicular to Pit and proceeded to bring his sword down. Pit had also remembered this maneuver and brought the sword in his right hand up to meet the blade. Then they pushed themselves apart.

This time, no one charged, but both stood fifteen feet apart, breathing heavily.

"Well, this is different from yesterday," Roy said.

Pit, unable to answer, had to catch his breath. He could only nod weakly. Roy saw this and grinned, charging again, using the last of his energy. His blade became a bright orange shade. Pit watched him with wide eyes and raised his swords to block the falling blow, but this made the angel stumble backwards and his feet fell from under him. Roy sliced downward, and the flat of the blade landed on Pit's chest.

Now winded and gasping for breath, Pit lay at the end of Roy's sword. The redhead came to his senses when Samus yelled, "Game! Roy is the victor," and sheathed his sword.

"Whoa," Roy said, dazed. "I beat Pit!"

He helped the angel up and patted him on the back. "That was great. You're tough to beat."

"I'm surprised," Marth said, who had entered in the middle of the training session. "I mean, compared to yesterday, you look quite easy to defeat!"

"Now we know he isn't invincible," Roy jested, punching Pit playfully once again.

Pit, still breathing heavily, nodded again.

"Dude, we've got to get your stamina up," Roy said, surprising others as he showed concern for his opponent. "After you're rested, we'll list a few things to help you with that."

"O…kay…" Pit panted.

Zelda, who had also come in during the battle, brought Pit a cup of water. They all sat around the angel, talking comfortingly to him. Soon Link came up. He had found a partner to battle near the end of breakfast; Mewtwo also came to the group.

"Wow. What happened?" Link asked.

"Roy…beat…me…" Pit gasped.

"Oh, Pit," Zelda said. "I believe you pushed yourself too hard."

"That's the worst anyone could do to themselves in a battle," Marth commented. "No offense, Pit, but why did you exert so much energy? It's just Roy."

Pit stuck his hand up to tell the others to wait as he drank some more water.

"I guess…from yesterday I got…a lot of confidence…I wanted to keep my…reputation…" he spoke finally.

Samus embraced him sympathetically and there were some glances between the Smashers. On the other hand, it was quite uncomfortable for Pit as she was in her suit. However, the gesture made Pit feel jittery.

"Well, great job still," Roy grinned. "I think you're the toughest Smasher I've fought yet."

After receiving some glares from the others, Roy shrugged. "I didn't say you guys were bad."

"But your saying he's better than us," Marth pointed out politely.

"Well, we've all got our highs and lows, right?" Roy said.

"It appears the angel fell asleep," Mewtwo said darkly, speaking for the first time.

The others turned to see Pit out like a light.

"Wow…" Link commented. "He really needs to work on his stamina."

Hooray! Another chapter done!

Pit: -sob- I'm so awful.

No you aren't. You're amazing. –huggles Pit-

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Young Link: You really think I'm out of character? Hmm…but I like being mischievous!

Bleh. I think we should tone it down a bit, junior.

Young Link: I'm not a junior! I'm a…uh…I'm not a junior!

Whatever you say…half-pint…

Young Link: Hey! I'm a full pint, you hear! In fact, I'm two full pints!

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