Pit sat on the ground next to the door. He sighed in relief when he heard the horrific turtle stamping away. Before he opened the attic door and left the shadowy place, he curiously looked around the antique-filled room.
The attic was built right below the roof. Thin spider webs wrapped around the ceiling. Pit shivered; he never liked those eight-legged arachnids. Light poured through a circular window, which was often seen as a decoration. It turned the shadow-covered room into a mixture of colors and darkness.
Old, worn-out cardboard boxes were piled all over the place. Interested in their contents, Pit walked towards a box and opened it. Gray dust flew into the air, causing him to sneeze and his itching blue eyes to water. Inside, was a red shell, a strange silvery device, and a red and white parasol. Suddenly finding amusement in the umbrella, Pit took it and began to hop in the air with it. He smirked to himself, glad that no one was watching him. The parasol made him feel as light as a feather.
As Pit was carelessly jumping around, he accidentally slipped on a spiteful, unobtrusive marble. The angel gasped and clumsily fell onto his bottom, dropping the parasol in the progress. It slyly rolled towards a large figure covered by a velvet tarp. Noticing the oddly shaped object, Pit carefully approached it. It is humongous! It is just as tall as him!
Taking the heavy covers, Pit pulled it off the object and coughed hysterically as dust spilled into the air like water. Flapping his wings to clear the sandy air, the angel rubbed his burning eyes and beheld the revealed item. It was a trophy of a swordsman standing casually as if he was looking off at the distance. A carefree smile was pasted on his face. Pit eyed it warily and went closer. It is a trophy… isn't it? But, it's pretty big for an assist trophy! What does it do?
Pit carefully set his right hand on the trophy swordsman's hand and all of sudden, there was bright flash of light that enveloped the entire room. With a cry, Pit covered his stinging eyes and waited for the painful beam of light to die down. Eventually, his surroundings dimmed and returned to its murky self. Opening his eyes and blinking to erase the pain, Pit looked at where the trophy was standing and jumped in his sandals. It is gone! Where did it go? As the baffled angel stood completely still and looked around for the disappeared trophy, he did not a notice a giggling figure hidden in the velvet tarp stealthily sneaking towards him from behind.
"BOO!" The figure roared. The startled Pit straightaway turned around, squealed like a girl, and stumbled onto the ground. The figure laughed hysterically and threw the tarp off, revealing its identity. A fifteen-year-old male dressed in a blue tunic, armor, white khakis, and knee-high boots collapsed onto the floor, sniggering uncontrollably. A matching headband held up his ruffled hair, which shared the color of a cardinal's feathers.
"Hey!" Pit exclaimed. With a huff, he tackled the chortling swordsman, who immediately stopped laughing and tried to shove the angel off.
"Whaa!" the redhead shouted, struggling wildly. "Get off! Who are you?" Pit smiled a bit and got off the swordsman. Finally someone wanted to meet him!
"I'm Pit." The angel helped the swordsman up. "What's yours?"
"My name is Roy." A sting of pain slashed through his spinning head, making moan and rub the aching pain. Pit put a soft hand on his red hair.
"Are you alright?" he worriedly asked.
"I-I think so." Roy answered, wincing.
"Why were you here?" Roy's shocked blue eyes were hit by realization.
"Now that you asked… I don't know how I got here." Roy answered.
"You don't remember anything?" Pit gave the redhead a worried glance.
"I remember… that I was with one of my friends." Roy explained, trying to put the puzzle pieces of memory together. "He pointed to something, I looked, and everything suddenly went black. The next thing I know, I met you."
"Oh…" Pit said. He couldn't think of what else to say. A soft murmuring and growl caused the two teens to jump.
"Urg… I'm so hungry…" Roy groaned, putting a hand on his empty stomach. "Hey, you wanna come to the cafeteria with me?"
"Sure." The angel replied. Roy headed towards the shut door and was about to kick it open when Pit abruptly cried, "Hold on!"
"What's wrong?" Roy asked.
"You were hidden away!"
"So?"
"That means, you weren't meant to return the Smash Mansion! If authorities such as Master Hand saw you with me, I…" Pit found this a little hard to explain. "Er, we might get into trouble!"
"Well, I understand." Roy replied. He did not seem to be offended or worried. "I can hide outside of the mansion. You can get some food and give it to me!"
"Alright, I'll lead you outside."
Pit opened the attic door and carefully looked around for the other brawlers. There was no one in sight. Turning to Roy, who peered nervously at the angel from the ceiling, Pit held his arms open to catch the redhead. With a nervous shudder, Roy gulped and leapt down, landing onto Pit with a thud.
"Are you alright?" Roy awkwardly asked.
"I'm ok." Pit answered with a smile. "This is my plan." Pit began to explain. "We are going to sneak into my room. I'm going to check to see if there's anyone outside. If it's all clear, you'll climb out of my window and hide somewhere."
"What if there is someone outside?" Roy asked.
"Then you'll stay in my room." Pit answered.
The two teens went down the hallway and entered Pit's room. It was a medium sized room with a realistic sky wallpaper. The bed, which had a sky-blue blanket and a cloud-shaped pillow, was placed at the far-left corner near the window. The night stand had a small lamp and a snow globe with a tiny model of Skyworld. A ceiling fan with a light was attached to the ceiling. The desk, which was opposite of the bed, had a computer, a few colored pencils, and a pile of books.
Pit opened the window and looked around the backyard. Let's see… There's no one in the field, sitting on the porch, or swimming in the pool. Perfect! Roy can hide in the bushes or in the small forest!
"Ok, no one's outside." Pit said to Roy, who went to his side. "Can you climb down the rain gutter?"
"Y-Yeah, I can." Roy replied, climbing through the window.
The swordsman carefully scaled down the roof and dropped down the rain gutter. Every single muscle in his body tensed up; he never liked heights. He slowly descended down the gutter like if he was sliding down a pole. Clutching his widening eyes shut, he told himself to not look down. He must hurry! Any minute from now, someone is going to come out of the mansion and catch him sneaking down the gutter!
Unbeknownst to both Pit and Roy, a certain indigo-haired mercenary was sitting inside the mansion, watching anime with an azure-haired prince. He was completely confused and bored; since he couldn't understand Japanese and did not know what was happening. Why were the characters acting paranoid of each other and violently slaying their own friends? The prince on the other hand, completely understood what were the huge-eyed characters saying and completely understood their actions.
Out of boredom, the mercenary suddenly turned around and spotted Roy climbing down the rain gutter via the gigantic sliding glass door. He raised an eyebrow. What is he doing? Is he one of the newcomers too? He watched the redhead quickly look around for a hiding place and darted into the shrubs. The mercenary was about to get out of his seat, go outside to the porch, and asked the red-haired teen what was he doing when suddenly,
"Aiku-kun, what you doing?" the prince abruptly asked, looking at the mercenary who just stood up from his seat.
"N-Nothing." Ike answered uneasily. He sat back down. "Just stretching."
Pit, who was holding a tray full of food, silently sneaked past the two bluenettes, whose eyes were glued onto the TV. Quietly opening the sliding door, he slipped through like a snake and looked for the hiding redhead. Roy, who was patiently waiting for the angel behind the bushes, heard the door slide open and looked up from his hiding spot.
"Hey, I'm here!" Roy whispered loudly to Pit, who instantly noticed him. He hurried towards his hiding spot with the food. Like if he had not eaten for years, Roy hastily wolfed down his food, which was a small sandwich, grapes, a chocolate brownie, and milk.
"Careful, you might choke." Pit warned with a smile. His eyes wandered onto the sky. Clouds began to gather into one great cloud, covering the carefree blue parts. "I think it is gonna rain tonight."
"Nah, I'll be fine." Roy replied, his mouth full of food. "I'll sleep outside."
"But, you might catch something." Pit insisted.
"It's ok." Roy responded with a smile. Unable to retort back, Pit just smiled back and watched his newly found friend munch his food hysterically.
Near the fences that bordered the Smash Mansion's property, three men were sitting in a white van, watching Pit and Roy blissfully talk to each other. The young duo did not take notice of the suspicious men spitefully inspecting them. If a passing pedestrian were to see them, he would uneasily walk across the street and whistle awkwardly like if nothing happened. Black sunglasses hid their malicious eyes. Their clothes were filthy, like if they "washed" it with dirt and their hair were tousled.
"These two brawlers look ignorant enough." The man with the curly brown hair spoke, pointing to Pit and Roy, who were laughing at something. "Don't they, our leader?"
The leader was much muscular compared to his skinny followers. His tangled russet hair was tied in a ponytail. He wore a pitch-black leather jacket, worn-out tennis shoes, and jeans that were torn near the ankles. With a sly smile, he took off his pointy sunglasses to get a better look at the two unaware youths. His dark eyes narrowed as he inspected them. "They are perfect for my plan." He said evilly.
"Should we-" The man with the dyed white hair started.
"Not now." The leader interrupted. "We need to wait for both of them to wander far from the Smash Mansion at the right time. That's when we catch them."
"I think we should go now." The white-haired man warned. "I've a feeling that these two boys will eventually notice that we're watchin' them."
With a scoff, the leader started the van. The engine rattled nosily as they drove away. Although the banging vehicle caused some of the citizens look up in surprise, Pit and Roy never looked up and minded their business.
Author's Notes: Here's the 2nd chapter! Hmmm, I wonder what actually happened to Roy and what were these suspicious men up to...
I'll try to upload chapter 3 ASAP. Also, I've set up another important poll so PLEASE check it out! (In case you don't have a account, the question is: Which character is best suited to take care of Roy? The choices are Ike or Marth.)
Story Questions:
What do you think happened in Roy's past at the Smash Mansion?
What do you think are the suspicious men planning?
Any suggestions on what should happen in the next chapter?