CHAPTER 9
Soaring as fast as he could, the lowly scout sent off to bring Palutena the good news. Bursting into her temple, he exclaimed,
"We found Mesperyian! I came straight to you Miss Palutena!" With a salute, he awaited her commands.
"Lead the way! We leave immediately!" Standing up instantaneously, she materialized her transparent wings. She never revealed them; it seemed like a waste of energy to do so. "For Pit's sake let us be off!" Grabbing her staff she followed the scout.
It seemed to take ages to reach the building, even at maximum speed. Palutena was anxious, fearful, excited, happy, relieved, and also frustrated all at once. The mixed emotions propelled her further, as she tried not to fly ahead of the scout. When she had arrived her wings vanished and she stumbled toward the entrance.
"Find Mesperyian! She must have escaped! I'm heading inside! Oh! Actually, notify all the other troops first, just in case the last scout…" She cut off her sentence and ran inside, nearly tripping. Losing her breath she began to feel her chest burn and her balance fail. Falling hard on the cold ground, she grunted and immediately pressed on. "Pit!" She screamed. Her voice echoed within the dozens of empty cells. "I don't have time for this!" Raising her staff high, every door tore open, slamming into the outer walls. "PIT!" She cried out. No response. Running down the hall, she glanced at every single cell until she stopped at the last one to the left. "No.." She breathed. Slowly stepping into the moldy cell she witnessed the oil bowl, the chains, and mostly, the blood-coated feathers, among the blooded walls and floor. Into a corner she fell to her knees and began to puke. Sparkling tears ran down her face as she let out a cry of anger. "PIT! This can't be! This isn't real…" Sobbing uncontrollably into her hands, she lay in Pit's sticky red blood and cluchted onto one of his feathers tightly. "Please… Gods no… Why… WHY!? He was my only… He was my angel… My pride and joy.. I'm too late…"
"Get out of the way! Goddess of Nature comin' through!" A muffled voice hollered. In came a breathless Viridi, speechless at what she saw at first. "P-Palutena…? W-Where's Pit?" She stuttered. The Goddess only shook her head in response and held up one of Pit's feathers. Viridi then fell alongside Palutena. "This is wrong… This is WRONG!" She sobbed. "Pit…" Viridi held onto Palutena and plunged her wetted face into her chest. "It's not real.. He's still… He's.. Oh Gods…" Palutena's tears dried she tightly held onto Viridi.
"He's.. finished…" Palutena softly spoke. Looking up at her Viridi chimed, eyes still wet with sadness,
"C-can't we just revive him? Everything can be back to normal right?" An expression of pain struck Palutena's face as if she had been stabbed.
"I-I don't have his body… His soul cannot exist without it.. He's.. not immortal.." She choked. "You know as well as I do that a mortal soul can only be without a body for 24 hours before it's separated forever. For all I know Pit can be reincarnated, sent to hell, heaven, or simply not exist. Even if I had his body only the ruler of the Underworld could make that decision.." Viridi closed her eyes and wiped the tears from her face.
"It's not fair! He did everything he was told! He never sinned! He was kind and gentle.. Now he's gone!" Anger began to build and boil furiously inside her until she released it by punching the cell wall, leaving an indent. A squad of Palutena's army then entered, unmoved by the mess and awaited orders. Rising slowly Palutena numbingly spoke,
"Leave the mess; let's go back home. Prepare flowers, Pit's favorite flowers."
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Dark Pit's wings were on the verge of burning to a crisp until he finally reach Skyworld. He began to run, tossing the motionless Pit on his back. "Damn it's deserted here! Come on Pit! Stay with me! We're almost there!" Dark Pit wasn't going to the Rewind Spring. He was heading toward one God he KNEW could help; Asclepius, the God of healing, creator of the Rewind Spring. "I know someone who can help you! You just have to promise to stay with me!" Flapping his tired wings, Dark Pit did everything he could to gain extra speed. Entering the original hot spring, he bellowed, "I have the messenger of the Goddess Palutena! He is at death's door and I call upon the great God Asclepius to heal him!" No response was given to Dark Pit's plea. Dropping to his knees, Dark Pit laid the ever still Pit in the spring, knighting his head and holding his body. He looked into Pit's eyes and they no longer held that childish sparkle. It was replaced by something much more hallow, something that didn't suite Pit at all. Then his eyes changed again. What little life he had in them flickered out. "I beg you! God of healing!" Screamed Dark Pit into the sky above, "Bring Pit back to us! Bring the leader of Palutena's army back to us! Bring my other half back to me! I will do anything you ask of me!" Suddenly Dark Pit fell face forward into the spring, the fire within him, extinguished. A divine light shone both on the two angels, descending Asclepius. He was a very old soul who held a rod with a snake twisted around it.
"I have heard your plea and I will grant your request, child." He gripped Dark Pit and ensured his face was toward the sky Asclepius then took Pit into his arms.
Feeling the hot and steamy water, Dark Pit let out a scattered gasp. "Pit!" Observing his surroundings Dark Pit held his knees to his chest tightly. "It was my fault.. It was my entire fault…" He cradled his head into his hands, letting his emotions flow in the form of tears.
After hours of endless waiting Asclepius appeared before Dark Pit. Immediately he stood up, wordless with a knotted stomach.
"You're other half is in good hands. Pit is very, very lucky. A moment later and his soul would have left his body. You did the right thing coming straight to me. The angel has requested your presence." Holding out his nimble hand, Dark Pit accepted it. They both ascended above the spring, to Asclepius's chambers. "I will leave you two to your liking. I will also notify Palutena that Pit has been located."
"Thank you," Dark Pit nodded. Pit lay in a spring of warm transparently blue liquid, his head resting on a stack of soft cushions among an endless void. Pit was completely naked within the water. Gazing down at the broken angel, Dark Pit took a seat beside him. Just before Dark Pit could speak Pit held whispered,
"Why did you come back for me?" His brows furred. Dark Pit explained sadly,
"You and me are the same. When you feel pain, I do too. I felt everything you went through. I would have never brought you to Hades if I had known what he was going to do with you….
"B-But why.." Pit choked, trying not to exert himself, "Why did you follow Hades?"
"He promised me something I desired more than anything. He promised me that he would cut any ties I had to you and grant me the power of flight." Pit's face fell at these words, his body unmoving. "But after feeling your pain.. Your suffering.. I realized that no one, not even the Gods could break our tie. I am you and you are me." Grinning small, Pit started into the Dark Pit's energetic, watering eyes. "Can you ever- ever forgive me Pit?" Pit grabbed Dark Pit's shaky hand and nodded silently in understandability. With a chuckle Pit closed his darkened-blue eyes. "Of course.."
Updated 8/7/15
Thank you for staying with me throughout this story! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I'm happy that Pitty is now safe and sound! Please review this story it helps me feel connected to you, the reader, and it helps me focus on what I can improve!