...I'm sorry.
Why am I apologizing? Read below to find out (It has nothing to do with this story, chill. I'll keep continuing this story)
SPOILER ALERT: Kid Icarus Uprising, Super Mario Galaxy (Sorta...)
Restlessness. That was what Pit felt at the moment.
He was sitting on a bench just outside of the medical room. When he found out Dark Pit laying helplessly at the front door, he went hysteric, and rushed to get him medical attention.
Palutena had asked Doctor Mario to let her take care of things. At first, the doctor hesistated, but decided to allow her after a brief conviction. At the hands of his goddess, he usually would have no doubts. That is. Usually would.
But it has been six hours since Dark Pit was found. When Pit delivered the goddess' lunch, she said the black angel will need rest and careful supervision, if ever his wounds acted up. Dark Pit had suffered significant amount of cuts and bruises. But the biggest discovery was his back had been mercilessly impaled, nearly lacerating his lungs. His wings were also almost torn off.
Pit sadly glanced at the Silver Bow he found beside Dark Pit on the earlier affair. It was painted in blood, persumably being his attacker using the bow against the angel and managed to puncture Dark Pit with his very signature weapon.
The white angel thoughts drifted off to the possible perperators that had skills strong enough to outwit Dark Pit. He was confident in his fighting skills, having ever taking down thousands of Medusa's and Hades' minions without much difficulties, and Dark Pit was supposed to be as strong as him.
The culprit must be very powerful, or had Dark Pit been outnumbered? Was he cornered with thousands of enemies in his sight? Did the Aurum really have returned? And more importantly, who threw Dark Pit to the front door? It all was a mystery, but perhaps this event was a hint? A clue of the rise of evil?
Pit rubbed his palm on his forehead. Too much questions, too little solutions.
"Pit?", a voice called.
The angel's attention was drawn.
"Yes?".
Pit could see in Palutena's expression that everything went well.
"Pittoo has regained consciousness".
"Really!?", he jumped in excitement, and immediately went straight into the room, before Palutena could say anything.
He found Dark Pit to be resting on top of the bed.
"Pittoo! You're awake!", exclaimed Pit.
"…I am", the black angel responded in rather annoyed tone.
Palutena walked in, although, almost unnoticed.
"What happened? What made you so wounded up? Where have you been these days? How come you aren't speaking to anyone!?"
Dark Pit tried to move his pointer fingers to cover his ears from the seemingly endless flow of question Pit asked, but immediately found pain while doing so, and visibly flinched.
"Take it easy Pittoo", Palutena chimed in. "Your body is still very fragile. One wrong movement and you may find yourself in a coma again".
Dark Pit simply stayed shut.
"…What happened to you?"
Once having the words ringing on his head, the black angel slowly raised his hand and placed it on his forehead.
"…You probably won't believe me", he replied, sighing.
"Pittoo, everything happens in our world. Nothing is unbelieveable", Pit said in response.
"I would be interested to find out as well"
The Kid Icarus casts turned their heads.
"Master Hand, when did you got here?", Palutena greeted while breaking a bow.
"I simply teleported", the hand replied. "But I am here for an important matter. Dark Pit. Where were you these days, and how did you end up like that?"
Head hung low, Dark Pit waited for a few seconds, before looking up and said.
"…I was on a cliff…".
Now, everyone's attentions were directed at him.
"Then… I heard a loud scream from inside the forest…".
"Forest!?", Master Hand suddenly erupted, startling the entire room.
"What forest!?"
"Smash Forest, as most would call it".
Master Hand took a step distance back. He trembled for a second before normalizing himself slowly.
'Calm down…'.
"What? What's wrong with that forest?", the white angel asked.
"Dark Pit. Was the scream a man's or a woman's?", Master Hand inquired, ignoring Pit.
"Definitely male".
"…"
"Master Hand. What is wrong with you?", the goddess now questioned.
"…Luigi".
"What?"
"Luigi. I sent him to Smash Forest for a task".
"He said the same thing yesterday", Pit commented. But after noticing Dark Pit's and Palutena's confused looks, he quickly continued, "But it looks like not everyone got the news".
Master Hand glanced at him. Silence kicked in until he said.
"…Dark Pit. Could you recognize the scream? Was it Luigi's?"
"I… I couldn't tell…", he replied in regret.
Pit sighed. Of course he can't tell. He doesn't speak much to anyone, not even him. He usually would challenge him into a fight or whatnot when he has time. But no, he's spending his time away from the others… There must be something off…
Master Hand also sighed. Before asking Dark Pit to continue.
"…Then…", Dark Pit started. "I saw… a trail of blood…".
Attentions were directed at him again, but this time they were much more serious.
"I… I tried to follow it… I thought someone had been murdered… Then… then I came across a pool of blood, furthering my suspicions…".
"Then what happened?", Pit inquired.
"…Next thing I know… I was attacked by a shadow… then I felt a massive pain on my back… Everything went black that instant…".
Silence occurred.
"Are you going to be alright?", Palutena asked.
Dark Pit hung his head low, "There's no need to worry about me. Worry about yourself".
Palutena simply backed away. She was already used to the black angel's brash attitude.
"Can you remember who threw you to our door though?", Master Hand questioned, but instead was pointed by a confused look from Dark Pit.
"…I see…", he finished, getting the hint that the angel himself lacks any clue.
But then Pit asked something important.
"Pittoo", he started. "Where… have you been these days?"
He then was shot a look.
"You didn't talked to anyone ever since we got here. All you did was to shy away into the shadows, to the corners, and barely anyone even noticed you".
Dark Pit looked away.
"Just… what's with you? This isn't yourself".
"What do you know of me?", the black angel retorted. "You handle your own predicaments. I handle mine".
"I need my answer, Dark Pit".
The said angel flinched. He had never heard of Pit calling him by his real name. He usually would call him Pittoo or stupid nicknames on the same line, but today was an exception.
"Either you spit them out or I'll stay here until doomsday if I have to".
The goddess and the hand backed away from the tension. They noticed Dark Pit looking at them in such way that his eyes are basically telling them 'Please leave. I need some time with him'.
Understanding, Palutena walked out of the room, and made sure she stayed away so she won't accidentically eavesdrop while Master Hand vanished. The goddess would normally be peeping in through Pit's laurel crown when she is curious, but this time… no. Just no.
The room then was only habited by the two angels. To break the silence, Pit asked the question once again.
"Now tell me. What are you have been up to these days?"
Dark Pit stayed shut.
"I know you don't like being with people. But you didn't even pay notice to me. You skipped three whole days of battle you would usually be interested in, but even knowing tommorow is your turn to fight, you instead ran over to someplace far away".
"…"
"Tell me. What's your problem?"
"You-"
"And I. will. not. accept. any. of this. 'none of your business'. crap".
Dark Pit could feel the bulding tension raising on the bar at rapid rate. He knew he had no other choice.
"…You know what happened to me?", he started.
Pit gazed at him with curiosity.
"Tell me. I'm all ears".
Dark Pit knew he cannot hold this anymore. He had to let it out off his chest.
"I…"
"Hm?"
With a gritted teeth, Dark Pit exclaimed.
"I'm tired of you people treating me like an outcast!"
Pit was taken aback by this. "What, what do you mean?"
"You know why?", the black angel said. "Ever since I got here, people have been talking down to me like I'm an outsider whom does not belong in this place. They have been inventing dumb rules and threw them at me like I'm a practice archery board. I don't even think they acknowledge me here, they just think I'm a worthless clone that shouldn't even be invited in the first place!"
"What…?", Pit muttered, speechless.
Dark Pit took a deep breath to calm himself down. Then he looked downwards, opening his mouth.
"…They said I shouldn't even be invited".
Pit leaned closer in.
"I look almost the exact same as you. I fight almost the exact same as you. I win almost the exact same as you", Dark Pit said in disgust. "They said because I'm like that, I should just leave, as I have no reason to be here because there is already Pit. They don't need two Pits".
"…"
"They frown every time I fight, because they see no uniqueness from me. I can't do anything about it. Why? Because I was created from YOU!"
"…"
"Look Pittoo, I know how you fe-"
"STOP WITH THAT CRAP!", Dark Pit yelled, causing Pit to back off. He then quickly realized the shout had earned him pain, and he was struggling to keep them in.
"Pittoo!"
Pit then rushed to his twin's side, but was stopped by a hand help up by him.
"Stop with that crap", Dark Pit muttered. "You don't know how I feel, and you will never do".
Lowered head from Pit was his response.
"You don't know how it feels to be a clone of someone", Dark Pit stated. "You don't know how it feels to be tied by a string of destiny, a destiny of simply becoming the other's shadows. You don't know how much it hurts to be spat on by others. You don't know how it feels to be a person who is not normal. I was created from a mirror, you were not".
"…"
"No matter what I do, I will always be that 'second Pit'", the black angel slowly said. "And I can never be my own person. Because my own person is you, and you are me".
"…"
"…Sometimes", Dark Pit turned his head to the window, watching the beautiful sunset.
"…I wish I never have been created".
Silence kicked in. Neither angel talked for a period of time. Until Pit said.
"…Are you done?"
Dark Pit looked up to the talking white angel, "What?"
"Are you done mourning?"
Pit stared at his doppelganger. His eyes drooped.
"I lied. I don't know how you feel", he said.
"I don't, I can't, and I won't".
"…"
"And I know. You'll never be your own person. Maybe… maybe all of those are my faults. I know. Perhaps if you hadn't been created, you wouldn't be suffering right now".
"So you realized", Dark Pit scoffed.
"I can't say much", Pit continued. "But you need to know one thing".
"…Huh?"
"You may be worthless in other people's eyes, but you never are worthless in my eyes. Never".
"I like the efforts but those aren't going to budge me", Dark Pit said. "Words can lie".
"But sincere actions can't", Pit responded.
"What are you talking about?"
"If I didn't care for you, you would've been dead by now, hadn't I rushed you to here when I found you".
"You probably had better left me to bleed to death", Dark Pit spat.
"If I didn't cherish you, I wouldn't suggest Master Hand to invite you here".
"Oh, so it was you. I would've been better off not being here at all".
"If I didn't see your worth, you probably had been killed by Chaos Kin in a painful death".
"Perhaps you-"
However, before Dark Pit can even finish, Pit already rushed right in front of his face, hands on his shoulders.
"Can you see how much I care!?"
Dark Pit was taken aback by the sudden movement.
"All of those. If you really were useless as a person, why did I even bothered to SACRIFICE MY WINGS TO SAVE YOU!?"
"…"
"My wings here", Pit gestured, "are probably my most precious body part I can ever have".
"But when you were almost dead, I went out there, giving up my life, giving up my WINGS. Why would a person do that if you really are nothing!?"
"…"
"Can you see it? Can you feel it? I genuinely CARE for you! I don't care if you are a clone. I don't care if you are abnormal. I don't care if I may be crapped upon for caring for a 'worthless clone'. You are THE ONLY PERSON I CAN CALL MY BROTHER!"
Pit stared at Dark Pit eyes to eyes.
"But you can never deny the fact, you are still an angel. It doesn't matter where or how you were born, both of us are equal, and being each others' twins doesn't mean you can't be different. Look at Mario and Luigi".
"…"
"I just want you to know. Even when the entire world lead their swords' tip to your chest, I will always be on your side. I will never leave you. I won't throw you away like useless trash. And I will never, ever think you are useless".
Pit's eyes were glowing with sincerety and honesty. He had meant all of his words.
"…Because you are my brother".
Dark Pit's eyes began to droop.
"They can spit at you all they want. I'm on your side. And don't say destiny write everything, either. None of us are destined to be something. Destiny isn't a script for us to do, it's something which we write, not we do. It's something we must build, or else it's nonexistent. Anyone and anything can change, including you".
"…Then…then what should I do?", Dark Pit asked.
The moment he finished that question, Pit already wrapped his arms around him, catching him surprised.
"From now on", Pit smiled. "Keep fighting through this life. I will always accompany you through bitter and happiness until the end. You can't give up now. You do carry my name, so also carry my spirit".
Dark Pit's lips started to quiver. His eyes started to sparkle from tears. But he closed them and instead buried his head on Pit's shoulders.
"Thank you…".
"I love you, brother".
"Why… WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE ME!?"
Luigi's mouth was still agape to the sight in front of him.
A person. Who looked like his exact twin. Right before his eyes.
He simply smirked at Luigi's shock.
"Chill. I'm not gonna hurt you or something like that".
Luigi gulped. He took some time to observe who was sitting on a log beside the campfire. He held a stick pointed toward the flame, but it was dead last on Luigi's list to check.
The figure looked like his exact twin. Except for the facts his shirt and hat was light blue, as well as the 'L' emblem colored in similar way. He also had deep green eyes instead of Luigi's sky blue ones. Other than those, he appeared like he was cloned straight from him.
The person noticed Luigi eyeing him. He spreaded his arms slightly over to the side as he looked below his chest, as if gesturing 'Well, this is what I look like'. He then shrugged.
"Explanation time. But first, sit down", the person said while pointing at the log Luigi had been passed out on. Luigi glanced at the log, and then back to the figure.
"…No traps are involved. Just trust me".
Luigi slowly reached out his hand to touch the piece of wood, gradually shifting his own body to the top of it. Once making sure there aren't any problems with it, he sat with caution.
"So, what do you want to know first?", the person in blue asked.
"…Your name"
The person looked up, before disagreeing, "I'm sorry bro, but before we get to that, you need to know my history first".
Luigi stared at him.
"Did you just call me 'bro'?"
The figure mentally slapped himself for letting out a such triggering word.
"Fine. I take that back. I'm going to pick a point I feel comfortable on explaining. I just realized it'll be all too disorientating if I don't say something about my past, first".
Luigi rolled his eyes.
"Alright, so first off…", the person started, "Do you remember the first time you went to space?"
"That day. When Bowser lifted up Peach's Castle out of Earth's atmosphere, sent Kamek to blast Mario out of nowhere, and suddenly he found himself in Comet Observatory because of that. Oh, and the same adventure where I had to be rescued thirty times for thirty stars because I was an idiot", Luigi remembered.
The person slowly nodded, as he continued, "Do you remember Mario's rival there?"
"Who?"
"If I recall right, you guys call his doppelganger as 'Cosmic Mario'".
Luigi looked up to the gliterring black sky, before receiving flashbacks.
'Oh, him'.
"I suppose you do at least have heard of him. He was the same creature who challenged Mario for a duel to the Power Star".
Luigi noticed the emphasis on the word 'creature'. As if the person was disgusted to refer to it, or him, as such.
"Yeah, but I thought you are going to introduce yourself and not interrogate me".
"Alright. So, do you remember a similiar rival? The one who looks like Cosmic Mario?"
Luigi asked him to stop asking question and start to explain who in the world he was but the figure just kept on running. Ignorance.
"I don't remember Mario having two rivals".
"He actually looked like you, and once challenged you in a similar way that Cosmic Mario did".
Luigi stared at the person once again with a questioned face. But he quickly caught up as he stumbled upon a memory of the figure the blue plumber is referring to.
"…Cosmic Luigi?"
"Bingo".
"And? What is it about him?"
"One last question", the person simply kept on again. Luigi simply sighed, "Do you… ever feel like meeting him again?"
Luigi gave a look.
"Now why do you care? I'm not the one to disclose my own personal thoughts to a random stranger".
The person, however, bursted in laughter. An alarmed Luigi quickly jumped back, and went into his battle pose.
"That's it! You're planning something!"
The person slowed down, as he said, "No no no. Ha. I just find it funny you are calling me a 'random stranger'".
Luigi's arms lost their power, and simply dropped back to Luigi's sides. His face had his mouth agape on the person's remark.
"You've known me before", the person explained. "We met just once, but that one time was when we had a heated duel on trying to get that one Power Star. I won though".
Luigi's jaw dropped even more once realizing what the person was talking about.
"You're…", Luigi started.
"Cosmic… Luigi…?"
The person made gun motions with his hands.
"Bang bang".
Luigi took a step back. Then two. Then three.
"No… No… You can't be him…", Luigi said.
"It's impossible for you… to… to come here from outer space!"
"I suppose so, yeah", the person replied, "But I got here… somehow… thanks to you".
"Me?", Luigi asked.
"Stop spitting out nonsense".
"I know what happened", the person said, "And I can elaborate to you".
"Why should I trust you?", Luigi retorted.
"Because you have no choice, Luigi. You are right here, and right now, in a major predicament, and I'll be damned if I you pass by without knowing".
"What now? Predicament? I applaud your efforts but all of this bogus won't affect me"
"Alright then", the person started, "Ask me about anything about you. Anything".
Luigi gave the opposition plumber a look, but then he decided to do what he was told.
"What I have been doing whenever I'm alone at home?"
The person smirked, much to Luigi's surprise.
"Let's see here…", the person put his hand under his chin as he looked upwards.
"So… you close the door when you realized Mario left without you again. Looked at him sadly from the window of your room. Then you went off for some snacks".
Luigi's eyes widened at the detail.
"After all of that. You did your own super secret thing you hide below your bed".
The green plumber's jaw started to drop.
"You moved the bed aside, revealing an entrance to a hole. Inside, you had put various body-building tools to help you cultivate those muscles. The first thing you do is push-ups, then weight-liftings, et cetera. But the last thing, and definitely not the least, you did, is to beat a sandbag senseless until you're too tired to stand up. It's always the last thing you do".
Luigi collapsed to his knees.
Absolutely NO one knew what he was doing all this time in his house. Absolutely NO one has an idea on him having a secret basement. Absolutely NO one knew he has been trying to improve himself. No one. Not even his brother. Yet this man elaborated on it like there's an elephant in the room.
"Satisfied?", the person smirked.
"What next?"
Luigi stood up, and pointed his finger, "Just… WHO are you!?"
"Simple. Sit down, and I will explain everything".
Luigi was hesistant.
"Why are you still fidgeting there?"
"It's… it's just…", Luigi answered. "I can't spin my head through this. First you claim as a creature from outer space… yet you know something no one are aware of…"
Luigi continued, "And I can't risk myself dying here because I stupidly took a bait to a booby trap".
Cosmic Luigi sighed.
"Technically, you're already dead".
"WHAT!?", Luigi shouted.
"Technically, you're dead", Cosmic Luigi repeated again. "Which is the problem I intended to tell you".
Luigi quickly looked downwards, but he realized he was still in this world, with a body, even.
"What are you talking about!?"
Cosmic Luigi straightened his pointer finger.
"Your 'body' there", he said.
"…Is your soul".
Silence.
"…I'll start my elaborating then. I'm sure you almost had a heart attack".
Luigi, feeling he had no choice, carefully sat back down on the log he previously laid his head on.
"First off", Cosmic Luigi began. "I'm someone you know as Cosmic Luigi. But… just call me Cosmic".
Luigi slowly nodded.
"You must be wondering how I get here… Well, I don't know much either", he said.
"But I do know it has something to do with our bumps".
"Bumps?", Luigi repeated.
"You and I crashed to each other a few times during our race", Cosmic explained. "I don't know why, but each crash gave me this… bitter feeling inside of me".
Luigi did a little memory exploring. Indeed they had crashed.
"I shrugged it off, and won the race. I can still remember your sour face. But then Mario, your brother, appeared before us. If I recall correctly, you was told to go back to the Observatory while he challenged me".
Luigi nodded.
"He beat me easy. We had bumped a few times, too. But none of the crash gave me similar feeling I felt when I was racing with you".
"Why?"
"I don't understand it either", Cosmic sighed. "I previously thought it was just because you were a human, I'm not. But your brother is no different from you, yet I'm getting different vibes from you both".
"…"
"And then", Cosmic resumed. "I disappeared back to the space. But that feeling remains. I was afraid I had been contaminated, and decided I need to spend my time alone, away from my brother, Cosmic Mario, in fear of him also being infected".
"…I can understand that".
Cosmic Luigi stared at Luigi. Then he slowly nodded.
"And one day", he looked at the night sky. "I suddenly felt like my body had been pulled by some sort of force… If… if I was to describe it in words, it'd be like magnet, and I'm the steel".
Luigi leaned in closer.
"And then, out of all the possibilities, I find myself, me, inside of you".
"Wh-", Luigi opened his mouth.
"I can still remember…", Cosmic Luigi said. "I… saw… fighting grounds. But instead… everything… everything was inverted in color. I saw some people are struggling to get up to their feet, I saw some people keep falling over as they try to move their legs".
Luigi gulped, although, he had this strange feeling… like he had experienced one before?
"…By the time the colors inverting was over, they were gone", Cosmic finished.
"You… saw all of that… inside of me?", Luigi asked. "Could it had been a hallucination or something like that?"
"It's possible", Cosmic answered. "It happened so fast".
Silence occurred yet again.
"Well?", Cosmic said, breaking the diaphanous.
"There's still something missing", Luigi stated. "How are you adopting my body, even to my clothes, but also having different eye color and shirt? And how can you even be here if you are inside my body in the first place?"
Cosmic lowered his head while placing his fingers below his chin. "It's… a secret of Cosmic Clones I never been able to think through, even now. I'm guessing it's because there are some sort of… substance exclusive to us Cosmic Clones to allow us to transform into other beings".
Luigi blinked.
"But I'm guessing it can only happens if we are making contacts with a being for a prolonged amount of time, and since I was inside your body for quite some time, my soul adpoted your body's properties… But take all of those with a grain of salt, I'm not the best scientist out there".
Luigi fell silent, taking his time to process what he had just heard.
"But… wouldn't that…", Luigi started.
"Wouldn't that… transform you into a human?"
Cosmic looked surprised. He slowly then brought up and looked at his hands. He then proceeded to take his gloves off.
And there it was. Bare skin. Bare human skin.
He was noticeably shocked.
"…I'm… guessing…", he said, while containing his surprise.
"…Yes".
Luigi gasped in the same shock, "What!?"
"Seems like it…", Cosmic sadly said, as he rewore his gloves. "I… never think about it until now… I suppose…yes… I… I've turned into a human".
Luigi gulped.
'What. The. Sheet. DID I JUST BORN MYSELF A HUMAN!?', Luigi shouted in his mind.
Cosmic quickly noticed the ridiculous face Luigi was making, so he quickly changed the subject.
"Alright. We better not dwell on it for too long".
Luigi spun his head and looked into the screen, blinked twice, before straightening his vision back to Cosmic again.
"Now… onto how I can be here…", Cosmic started. "…This might be a scary surprise for you…".
"What is it?"
"You… uh…".
"Yeah?"
Cosmic took a deep breath, then let them all out with his mouth. As he breathed another round of air, he carefully said.
"Your… your soul had been ripped out".
Cosmic looked up, and saw 'WTF' look Luigi was making.
"Your body had been stolen. You were ambushed by a mysterious creature. Apparently, this creature managed to extract your soul out of your body… and… he got away…".
Luigi's face was painted in disbelief.
"My soul also got out in the process… But the moment I opened my eyes, I only see you laying there, unconscious. When I spun my head around, I can only see your body quickly vanishing to the deep forest… I wanted to give chase, but then I thought it wouldn't be very smart to leave you out here in the open. Then I carried you to this place, collected some logs, created a camp fire, and here we are…".
Life was clearly drained from Luigi. He couldn't even start to believe this affair.
His body. His precious body, had been stolen.
"Which brings us to this", Cosmic said. "Either we get your body back, or you'll be stuck like that forever".
"…"
"I know this is hard to take in… but try to hold your composure… I'll help you through this. We'll get your body back, I swear", Cosmic assured.
"…You're helping me?"
"Of course", Cosmic smiled. "Thanks to you, I can actually be a human for once… I always envy your race's freedom. I can't simply sit here knowing you had plunged into hole of predicaments. I will help you. We WILL get your body back, brother", he declared.
"Brother… eh?", Luigi chuckled.
"Hm? I can throw away that nickname if you don't want to be called that way".
"No no", Luigi smiled. "It's good to be called by that. We are connected after all, brother".
Cosmic stared at him, then his lips started to form an upward curve.
"But wait. There're more", Cosmic held a finger up.
"More?"
"First off, in your soul form. You can't be seen by anyone, except by another soul. This makes us appear invisible to just about everyone".
"What? How are we going to go back to Smash Mansion then!?"
Cosmic sighed.
"…We can't. Until your body is with us, returning to the mansion is not an option".
Luigi then met a conclusion.
"So we are on our own in this?"
"Yeah", Cosmic replied. "Don't worry though. I'm with you".
Luigi's eyes drooped. But then with spirit, he said.
"Fine. We'll do this. Together".
Both brothers smiled at each other.
"Oh, yeah. There is one more thing you need to be aware of".
"What?"
Cosmic didn't responded, however, but instead held his hands up. Magically enough, a ball of ice was formed.
Luigi once again was shocked.
"When you unlocked your fire powers", Cosmic explained. "You also had unlocked your ice abilities. You had it all the time, but I suppose it was hidden and unknown to you. Try it yourself".
Luigi slowly raised his hand. He closed his eyes and focused his energy. But instead of fire, he imagined ice.
When he opened his eyes, there he saw it. Ice.
"Right?", Cosmic smirked.
"Amazing bro!", Luigi exclaimed with a big smile.
"Since I came out of your body, I also inherited your powers", Cosmic said. "I suppose I also inherited your fire powers. But personally, I prefer ice".
Both bros then extinguished their powers. Cosmic looked up to the sky, and then concluded.
"Hm. I suppose we hit the hay for now".
"What about my body?"
"We'll think on the procedure tommorow", Cosmic answered. "Now we need rest. We can't do a thing in the forest in darkness like this anyway".
Luigi, understanding, nodded. He then proceeded to slid his body and rested his head on the log.
"I really appreciate this Cosmic", Luigi said. "Thanks for escorting me here. I can't imagine what would happen if I was alone".
"Don't mention it bro", Cosmic replied. "I'm just doing what I can do".
Luigi smiled, "Thanks. And good night bro".
Luigi then closed his eyes and proceed to try to enter his sleep.
Cosmic returned the smile, as he closed his eyes, "Good night".
And then sleep took over both of them, as they slept peacefully under the light of the moon.
Yes?
No Mr. L?
Yep. I probably had some Mr. L fans hopes up. But no, instead I will be focusing in one character I'm sure near none of you expected, Cosmic Luigi!
Yeah. I'm sorry. But I gotta do something different. I've had this idea from quite a while ago, actually. And don't you all noticed the Cosmic Clones have no backstories or whatsoever? That's when I got the idea to include Cosmic into this story, as I can make up his backstory myself. I do hope he can come out as an interesting character to you all.
In case y'all need a visual, look at Luigi's light blue costume. That's where I got inspiration for Cosmic Luigi. Slap in green eyes in that model and presto!
Also, Cosmic Luigi's 'bitter feeling' is actually Luigi's negativity that was transferred into him when they bumped. When Cosmic was 'pulled in' by some sort of magnetic force, it's actually Luigi's Negative Zone. The negativity in Cosmic's body was sucked in to the circular inverted zone, but in the process, Cosmic Luigi was also taken by the force, effectively ripping him out of his 'soul'. Then his soul went into Luigi's body, and cannot come out ever since. I do hope this crazy logic is understandable, and this logic is certainly just a completely made up one. So don't take this too seriously, and definitely don't practice it at home kids!
And yes, Dark Pit's clone predicament is based on his critics in the game. He and Pit fought almost exactly alike, they're almost the same character with little differences. He was infamous of his hate for being a 'worthless clone' of the game, and I just wanted to give my opinion on this: I don't hate Dark Pit. I like him better than Pit, in fact. Definitely my favourite character in Uprising. The hate has died down though, so that's a good thing!
By the way, I'm sorry for not updating in so long... Life has been busy for me lately.
Anyhoo, thanks for reading. R&R! I see you all later! Sit tight for another chapter! See ya!