Take out the commander
-Pit-
He reasoned that taking out the commander was the most logical thing to do. He took out one of his Power Gems. He used Play Dead and easily snuck past any patrol guards. Just as he was passing a Reaper, his cloaking shut off. The Reaper started freaking out and chased him around the deck, sending little reappettes. He fired off hundreds of bolts, but could barely slow them down. He needed to have a talk about getting better gear later on. Of course Palutena had to chime in. "Well Pit, it's not MY fault you never put hearts in the fiends cauldron!" The Reaper finally fell, exploding into tiny hearts. He wasted no time in rushing to the top deck. However, Hades was also watching. "Ah ah! Not so fast Pitty Pat! A purple gate appeared, cutting him off and a wave of Underworld demons showed up. His Orbitar mowed down a large portion before they got close. He thrust his palm and his Orbitars spun and bashed the Skuttler down. A quick Charged Shot and he was Finished. As soon as the purple gate vanished, one of the catapults turned towards him. It fired a flaming skull that shrieked as it flied. He tried to run but the explosion sent him flying, but not the kind he normally did. He fell off the side and grabbed onto a convenient ledge. He pulled himself up and sat up. His leg muscles ached and his back was stinging from the fire. On the bright side, the Underworld thought he was falling to his death. He would use this to his advantage. He came up with that, not Palutena. It was completely his idea. Not. He snuck up and ignored the pain. He managed to go the rest of the way undetected. He banged open the door. Commanding the helm were 3 mysterious figures. They wore red, green and blue armor, except for the color and minor differences, they looked the same. They all turned around. On each of their chests was a skull of their color. The green one spoke in a hissing cackle; the red spoke in a growl and the blue spoke in a harsh rasp. "Well look who it is." "Yes, its little Pit." "He finally showed up." Pit cleared his throat. "Listen out demons of the Underworld! I am Pit, servant of the goddess Palutena! And all demons will perish! The blue knight turned to the red one. "Destruction, how about you take care of the pest? The red growling one grunted. "Yes brothers, I will crush his bones. Flee my brtheren." The other two nodded and disappeared in a flash. Destruction stomped and banged his fists together. "Little Pit! Destruction crush your bones and then… crush them again!" He barreled towards him. Pit dashed behind him and fired a hail of lasers at his back. Destruction roared and tried again. Pit jumped, but Destruction held out his large arm and caught him. The impact knocked the wind from his lungs. He laid on the ground. Destruction stomped above him. His Orbitars hummed with a charged shot, then fired. The blast illuminated the whole room. Destruction laid sprawled out. He burst in a red puff. He crawled up and went to the control panel. He looked at the buttons:
Land troops
Fire Catapult
Call Troops
Retreat
Coffee
Self Destruct.
He clicked Self Destruct and exited as the ship blew up.
He was back in Skyworld. He was resting in a hot spring. The golden water was healing his wounds, but he was still fatigued. Without much willpower, he dozed off into a dream filled with floor ice cream and sheep. When he awoke, it was apparent he had stayed in the hot spring to long. His skin had a golden, metallic gleam and flowed like liquid. It seemed like the water had clung onto his skin. He was panicking. What would he do? He looked to you, the readers for his next action
Go Tell Palutena
Research on his own
Play it off
Go get coffee
Sorry I hadn't written in awhile. Ive been busy hence why this chapter was kinda rushed, but I promise it wont be the norm! comment and other stuff!