That night, Pit sat his bed as he listened to the rattling sounds of the rain pounding on the roof. Not only did the annoying noise kept him awake, he was worried about Roy. The redheaded swordsman decided to sleep outside. To Pit, it is impossible to rest with millions of raindrops beating your body. Being exposed to the freezing cold for too long can make you sick.
Pit looked out the window and spotted Roy still hiding in the shrubs. Although the darkness toyed with his vision, he could clearly see the redhead curled in a helpless ball for warmth. Should he go and try to entice Roy to come inside? Well, it is very cold outside and everyone is asleep. If Pit and Roy were to sneak back into the mansion, and accidently slip and tumble down the stairs, the commotion will wake up the entire mansion! Also, it's awfully warm inside; the angel found it hard to drag himself out of the nice, hot rooms into the harsh cold. … Pit eyed a yellow raincoat and pile of fuzzy blankets in his tiny closet. Well, the raincoat will keep him dry. But still, a jacket won't keep him a 100% warm.
A sudden flash of lightning and a loud bang of thunder caused Pit to immediately make up his mind and awkwardly tumble off his bed in a hurry. He pulled his raincoat out of his closet, shoved the door open, and hurriedly dashed down the hallway. He did not care if he accidently woke up the other brawlers! The only thing that mattered to him was if Roy was ok! Feathers trailed behind him as his footsteps thumped nosily down the stairs.
After hastily sliding the glass door open, Pit quickly yet carefully ran towards Roy's hiding spot. It was raining PK Starstorm. The rain was violently pounding on his body. Water rolled off his soaked brown hair and yellow raincoat. Raindrops pattered on the patterned stone ground like falling pebbles. Grumpy clouds covered the glowing moon.
"Roy!" Pit shouted through the thunder.
Roy suddenly jolted his head up. His drenched red hair whipped in his exhausted, dulled eyes as he looked around for the source of the voice. Water trailed down his dripping clothes, which could not absorb any more water. His tired eyes meeting Pit's anxious bluish-violet eyes, Roy spoke, "Pit!"
"I'm here to take you inside." Pit said sternly. He kneeled in front of Roy and took his icy-cold hands. "Whoa! Your hands are cold!"
"I k-know!" Roy responded. He was shivering violently. "I should've listened to you!"
"Let's go!" Pit quickly said.
Before they two stood up and moved one step, lightning slashed through the pitch-black sky with a bang. The teens' fight-or-flight response told them to immediately duck and cover in the shrubs. Pit clutched Roy tightly in fright. Thunderstorms were dreaded by the angels of Skyworld because they were infamous for causing mass destruction. Roy wasn't actually afraid of thunderstorms; he was simply easily intimidated by the banging lightning and the roaring thunder.
"C'mon, Pit." Roy said, trying to soothe the frightened angel. He placed a trembling hand on his soaked hair. "Let's go! Don't be scared!"
"But it's lightning!" Pit protested fearfully. "Back at my h-homeland Skyworld, they c-caused m-m-mass destruction!"
"We're in Tokyo, not Skyworld! Let's go!"
"B-But, I can't…!"
"LET'S GO!"
"I CAN'T!"
Meanwhile, Ike was dead asleep when he was abruptly awoken by the crackling noise of thunder. A bit shaky, he looked out of his window and saw a crooked beam of lightning strike through the clouds.
"Whoa, there's a thunderstorm!" Ike thought to himself. "I hope that didn't scare the others!" About to go back to sleep, the mercenary took a glance and spotted Roy trying to coax the petrified Pit out of the bushes. "What are they doing?" Ike asked himself. He was about to get out of his bed and head outside to the porch when he witnessed Pit unsteadily stand up. He made a mad dash back into the mansion as fast as light, dragging the surprised Roy with him. Ike raised an eyebrow. What were these two up to?
"Darn it, Pit!" Roy's voice hissed as he and Pit silently walked through the hallway. "Don't do that ever again!"
"But I couldn't help it, Roy!" Pit protested in a whispering voice.
"Brr… It was raining hard outside!"
"I know right! I hope no one saw us, especially you!"
Once in Pit's room, Pit softly shut his door and turned on the ceiling lamp. He hung his dripping raincoat in the closet. Roy sat on the fleecy carpet floor, still shaking from the cold. That's it! He is never ever going to stay outside when there is a rainstorm coming!
"Whaa!" Roy exclaimed when Pit suddenly dumped a heavy blanket over him. He took the warm covers and wrapped it around his shivering body.
"So Roy," Pit started, sitting down next to him with a blanket around his drenched body. "which game did you come from?"
"I came from a game called Fire Emblem: Fuin no Tsurugi." Roy answered. Pit raised an eyebrow. Fuin no Tsurugi? What does that mean? Roy caught the confused gleam in his eyes and added, "Fuin no Tsurugi means Swords of Seals in Japanese."
"Whoa, you know two languages?" Pit was impressed.
"Yeah! Japanese was my main language. I studied English."
"Why were you invited to the Smash Mansion?"
"Believe it or not, I was invited to advertise my game. So I got into the Smash Mansion the easy way. "Roy's small smile turned into a sad look. " However, I felt isolated. Everyone looked down at me because they said that I cheated my way in."
"You said you had a friend. Who was he?"
"His name was Marth. Because his only spoke and understood Japanese, everyone left him alone. When he found out I was from the same franchise and I could clearly understand him, he instantly became my best friend. I was often used as a Japanese-to-English translator."
"How did he look like?"
"He had blue eyes and matching blue hair. He was often teased by the other brawlers due to his feminine appearance."
"Is there anything special about Marth?"
"He was the once-exiled Prince of Altea. After being betrayed by his so-called allies, he managed to befriend his enemies and defeat his opponents."
"That's amazing!" Pit's eyes were wide with astonishment.
"I know!"
"So… How was he?"
"Due to being betrayed and losing a lot of loved ones, he was really shy towards the other brawlers. That was why he was an easy bullying target. But he was very protective of me."
"Marth was your only friend?"
"Yeah. I wonder how is he now…" Roy smiled sadly as he clutched his blanket. .
"So, are you going to stay in my room from now on?"
"Probably. I may sneak out through the window." Roy yawned softly and lied down on the ground. "I feel so tired…"
"Do you want to sleep on the bed?" Pit offered. The drained redhead did not replay. "Roy?" Pit asked, looking at his friend's sleeping face. "Oh, you fell asleep…" Pit said to himself. He turned off the lights and got into his bed. "Goodnight, Roy." He softly spoke out loud, not caring if the redhead heard him out not. The sleepy angel was lulled to sleep by the sound of rain, which was now gently pounding the roof.
Unbeknownst to the two, a figure was in the hallway, sneakily eavesdropping their conversation. He seemed to be intensely interested in them, especially Roy. Hoping not to wake up the other brawlers, he inaudibly went back to his room, his headband swaying in the air as he went.
Author's Notes: Alright, this chapter should give a little bit of information about Roy.
In the next chapter, one of the brawlers will discover Roy. I'm trying to make the story not go REALLY fast, so I'm accepting some suggestions and ideas. If you have any funny or RIGHT-IN-THE-FEELS ideas that could happen in the story, please review and tell me your idea!
Also, there is a tie in my poll but counting the votes from some reviews (They don't have an account), Marth is so far in the lead. I'm still giving some time for people to vote.
Story Questions:
What do you want to know more about Roy?
I'm planning to have those suspicious men from the last chapter attempt (And fail hilariously) to kidnap Pit and Roy throughout the story. Any (Mainly stupid) ideas?
Extra Question (You don't need to answer it!)
Who was the brawler eavesdropping Pit and Roy's conversation?