Human Ch. 8
The dark dome that attempted to swallow the sky had finally begun to break apart in the morning sun's warm spectrum. With the stars now enveloped and hidden from sight, Pit, who had watched the entire night pass, took to nervously pacing around his post on the roof.
He had given his word to Samus, just hours earlier, that when they met up later she could ask anything she wanted to know about him and his home world. But now his exasperated mind had to question if he was too overzealous in kind and forward gesture. Not to mention he was unsure if he was ready to bear the old scars he tried so hard to keep hidden from everyone.
His stomach painfully turned and he briefly cursed his actions from the previous night. What was it about Samus that toyed with him so? Her eyes never seemed to show the same amount of loving warmth as Peach's did with every smile she shared. Nor did she dispense the helpful, sagely wisdom like Zelda could. In the time they spent together she had grown to be quite an enigma to him. At times when they were around each other she would become so quiet she seemed to become part of the background, although he could still feel her eyes carefully observe him. And then there were times like last night where she was brash and straight with him.
Never the less the bounty hunter was on his mind more and more often as of late. Could he of been developing a crush on her?
It wasn't unlikely, when you got past her icy exterior she was as friendly and caring as most women her age. Then again maybe he was just tired of being alone. Which ever it was, being with her seemed to pry his deepest rooted scars open and brought painful memories back into his mind.
'But everything lately has had me reliving the past,' Pit admitted, becoming lost in his memories as the growing sunrise slowly began to warm the land.
Memories that happened nearly a century ago and yet were still so vivid.
His heart pounded like it never had before as he double checked some of the leather straps that held lustrous plates of armor to his frame. His anxiety was not unfounded, years of fighting through the under and over world all led up to the upcoming final clash. The sacred treasures had chosen him as their master for whatever reason, and in the end it would be up to him to take down Medusa. His quick pacing thoughts were interrupted when he heard someone enter his tent. Without turning around he already knew who it was.
"Well Ana... How do I look?" Pit spun on his heel, making light of the situation.
"I don't like it," the frown on the young woman's mouth refused to change, "I wish you didn't have to risk your life anymore." Her tone was heavy with fear and grief and it begun to spread to her lover.
"I'm the only one who can use these tools," he stepped forward and offered a hand to the emerald haired beauty, "and they're my best shot for making out of this alive."
"She's a goddess Pit! What are the chances of you coming back?" He noticed that her voice started to break and tears flooded her eyes.
He knew this day was going to be tough, since they found each other in the Underworld nearly five years ago, they hadn't spent more than a day apart. He wiped away the stray tear that rolled on to her cheek and rested his forehead on hers.
"Now listen, I'm going to come back from this and then after the two of us get some down time we'll head off again and figure out just where you came from."
From the moment they met Pit rattled his brain over Anakia's origin, She had no memories of anything before meeting him. She had no wings so she wasn't an Angel and yet her magical abilities were far better then any human he met. He hoped that once Palutena had recovered she might be able to help them out.
"You promise?" Her sniffling had stopped momentarily and she looked at him with a deep, pleading stare.
"I promise!" Pit craned his neck and softly kissed her forehead.
The sound of his fellow Angel grew louder from the thin cloth walls. Suddenly his agonizing anxiety returned.
"I guess it's almost time." Small tears once again slid down the woman's soft face.
"Anakia listen before I go-" He was silenced as she pressed her mouth to his.
"You don't have to say it."
"Yes I do," He drew her in close with an embrace, "I love you."
"I love you too." She did her best to not let her mind fill with negative thoughts of this being their last spoken vows to each other.
A brief huddle huddle was held amongst Pit's attack unit before they donned their helmets. Looking back one last time he waved farewell and took to the sky.
The sky had now turned a pale blue and the sun finally broke away from the horizon. The city behind him and even the Smash compound itself began to radiate with more and more noise with the passing time. The day was just beginning, although the angel's body and mind was telling him the opposite.
Pit let out a monstrous yawn as he reached for the sky with both arms and wings, for now his nervousness taking a backseat to his sleep deprivation. As he headed to the stairs he could already tell that today was going to be an interesting day.
The library the Smash compound held was best described as a bookworm's dream come true. Tall shelves lined the walls, nearly touching the ceiling. The books spanned hundred upon hundreds of topics and many were from the different worlds the fighters hailed from. Plush, comfy chairs and couches were stood from place to place, usually filled by the bodies of readers whose minds were submerged in a world the text painted for them. Content from the quaint lunch they just shared the local pair of Hylians did the same.
Zelda allowed her back to slide along the couch until she was snugly against the shoulder of her blonde hero. Link tore his eyes away from the book he was reading and smiled affectionately at her.
As much as she loved her kingdom, she also cherished this world a lot. The compound was a place where she didn't have to worry about her every action tainting her and her countries image. At home an action as simple as hanging too closely around Link might spark rumors and cause people to question her celibacy. But she never had a problem with that here.
She had a type of freedom here she never had before. She didn't even have to wear her royal attire if she didn't want to. she currently wore a rather plain dress. It was a blue bodice and overskirt with a white petticoat and undershirt. Her thoughts were interrupted as something caught Link's attention and he jerked his head forward.
"What is it?" The sudden movement caught her interest.
"Ganon's over there." He said sternly.
"Is he now?"
"Yeah, I wonder what he's up to." Link mused.
"Nothing more than reading I hope." Zelda attempted to calm his suspicions.
"I'm not so sure, I wish I could see what he was reading." Link's voice was dire.
"Try not too worry about it."
"I can't just not worry, I've sworn to the king that as long as you're here I'll won't let anything happen to you." Link glanced down at her almost possessively.
"I know, and I'm sure that if he were stupid enough to try anything the two of us would be able to stop him."
She received a unsure groan in response
"Don't think I can't hold my own against him." Her tone carried a subtle note of anger.
"No, no it's not that." He was quick to clarify his thoughts. "I just don't want you getting hurt."
Any sign of anger disappeared from her profile.
"Well I'm not worried. I have a very strong shield you know." She swiftly swung her legs onto the couch's remaining space and brought her head to rest on Link's chest.
Seeing Zelda so peaceful and relaxed made him do the same, he rested one protective arm over her stomach and returned to his reading as she had.
Little more than five minutes had passed when a very tired Pit sluggishly strolled in. Without grabbing a book he sat at the table Ganon had claimed and proceeded to bury his face in his arms.
The warlock closed his book and removed it from angel's sight before addressing him.
"Something wrong?" His voice was stoic.
"This place is so noisy during the day and I'm so very, very tired." Pit lifted his head only long enough to finish his sentence.
"I know, there are a lot of people to cater to around here. When I first joined I didn't think arena fighting would be so popular but so many people come to watch everyday."
"Yeah, I figured the library would be a nice quiet place to rest."
Ganon only nodded. A few moments passed when he decided to grab Pit's attention before he fell asleep.
"I think I can help you, if you're willing to let me." He offered.
"What do you mean?" Pit's attention had peaked.
"You Angels are magical creatures correct?"
"Yeah."
"Well I can give you some of my magic energy. It should help you feel a bit more energized for a while."
Pit thought it over unsure of his offer.
"I understand if you refuse. It might not be a good idea in the end. Especially if you don't have any tolerance for dark magic." He warned.
"It's not that. I've had some of it in me before. I guess its worth a shot, I do have something important to do later tonight."
"Are you sure?" Ganon gave him one last chance.
"Yeah."
"Alright then, lay your hand on table, palm open." The dark man ordered. "When I do this try not to react or yelp, we should keep this our secret from the others."
Pit grit his teeth as dark, small bolts of magic jumped from Ganons large hand to his. It produced a familiar burning sensation that made him remember his times in the underworld. He managed to endure the treatment for almost 5 minutes when Ganon retracted his arm.
"That should last you until tonight."
"I don't feel anything." The angel inspected his hand.
"It'll take a while to kick in. Go walk around or have something to eat or something." Ganon's helpful nature seemed to ebb.
"Sure, but hey do you know of any other nice spots outside of the compound?"
Ganon thought for a moment, "In the forest, to the east there's a small river."
"Really? That's perfect." The weary angel stood and let the gruff man return to his book.
Ganon shared a satisfied smile with himself. It was a bit sooner than he expected but it seemed that the Angels trust in him was growing bit by bit. Medusa's voice echoed through out his mind.
" You see? With a plan like this as long as one of us succeeds both of us will get what were looking for."
He picked up his book again. It was a large tome with the words "Magic Charms and Wards" scrawled on the hard, brown leather cover.
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"Hey Pit!" Marth called out to his friend. It was early in the evening and he hadn't seen the angel all day.
"Hey!" Pit hadn't slowed his pace a bit. "Sorry but I don't have time right now to sit and talk." The royal swordsman trotted after the archer.
"Whats so important that you have to do?"
"Me and Samus have plans tonight."
"What? Really?" The young man seemed surprised.
"Yeah, Ganon even gave me a great idea of where to go." Pit shared.
Marth was flabbergasted, "You asked Ganon for, what is essentially, dating advice?"
"It's not really a date or anything, but yeah I did. He's not such a bad guy you know."
"Why didn't you come to me? I'm married!" Marth waved his left hand in the air which was adorned with a gleaming gold wedding band that Pit never really noticed before.
"Hmm well you can help me with the next problem I have, alright?" Pit made a mental note of the promise. "I'll talk to you later okay?" the angel broke into a full out run.
Marth watched as Pits figure shrank into the distance as he questioned if there really wasn't anything to his friend's private meeting. Perhaps he'd have to have a talk with him very soon.
Samus was already waiting outside when Pit reached the glass doors. She was donned in her casual attire, a plain pair of blue jeans and the white shirt from their encounter weeks earlier.
"Hey, waiting long?" Pit asked joining her outdoors.
"I don't mind." She wearily out stretched her arms in front of her. "So where did you want to go?"
"I've heard about a small river in the forest, what about finding a nice place to sit and talk along side it?"
"Sounds nice." She seemed a bit reserved.
The short walk turned out to be the perfect thing for breaking the ice. Samus eventually started to warm up and talk more as they trekked through the wooded area . The two briefly chatted about their day, Pit made sure to omit his run in with Ganon. Finally they reached an ideal patch of land, right by the running, pristine water, and sat down in the soft, lush grass.
"So hows life at home been?" Samus hugged her legs to her chest and glanced sideways at the brown haired man beside her.
"Alright I guess, one of my guards just had a child so I'm trying to relieve some of the work load off of him and..." as Pit glanced over he assumed from Samus' expression that somewhere along the line of conversation he lost her. He took a deep breath and readied himself. "Maybe this is a good time to start asking questions." He urged her with a smile.
"Alright," The scientist in Samus began to take hold, "lets start with conception, how are angels created?"
"Well there are two ways actually, one way is the same way as humans, through sex." Pit hoped his face wasn't ablaze with a blush. "Then they're angels like me who were once humans living in the over world. By one way or another we died and Palutena decided to give our souls physical hosts again as angels."
"I see." Samus had now turned to face her teacher face to face. "I didn't think you all were that similar to humans."
"There's actually only a few differences between angels and normal humans."
"Like?"
"Well, we have wings of course. We're somewhat stronger and faster and more magically adept. The biggest difference though is that we're timeless beings."
"Timeless beings?" Samus' blue eyes widen a bit.
"We don't age, it's because of the magic circulating through our wings and bodies." Pit moved his wings upon mentioning them.
"So that's why you look so young." Samus' deduced.
"My body reflects the way I looked when my human body died."
A sour note played on her heartstrings when she heard this. She looked around for something to distract her from such sad thoughts of such a young man dieing. She noticed, as she did the night before, that as it got darker around them Pit's wings seemed to cast off a gentle glow, it must have been the magic he mentioned earlier.
"They're beautiful at night." She confessed and nodded at his wings, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"Yes our wings are very important to us, confidently the quickest way to kill an angel is to remove their wings."
Samus slowly reached out with a steady hand. "You don't mind if I...?"
"No, it's alright."
Pit scooted closer and turned so the feathery appendages were easier to reach. He flinched slightly he felt her hand.
"I'm sorry, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm alright, go ahead." If he wasn't blushing before, he was now. She ran a gentle hand down his wings a few times. He pulled away a bit when he felt she had her fill. He turned to face her again. Samus herself had acquired a warm, pink blush of her own and her heart raced to the point that she was afraid her chest was visibly trembling. The intense gaze stopped any thoughts of further communication she had brewing in her head. A few silent minutes passed before they broke the trance- like stare down.
"Anyways, whats next?" Pit took to looking at the water now.
"Well, what about mating? I mean..." Samus took a moment to amend her question. "Do you stay with the same person forever? "
"Yeah usually, but things do happen that might break up a couple, just like with humans."
Samus paused and reflected a bit before speaking again.
"So are you with anyone right now?" She tried to sound as casual as she could.
"There was a girl some time ago, I don't think she cares for me anymore though." A bitter sadness could barely be heard in his statement.
"Oh, I see. Do you mind if I asked what happened?"
"Maybe some other time, It's getting kind of dark out," Pit pointed out. "We should probably start heading back before it's too late." He stood and offered her a hand so she could do the same.
Samus just nodded and while she needed no help getting to her feet she accepted his superfluous gesture anyway.
With the sun slowly being consumed by the distant horizon behind them the angel took the lead and guided the pair back home. Samus could do little but watch as his wings, which she had begun to secretly admire, began to glow with the approaching darkness.
A/N: The holidays are taking up a bunch of my time so the next few chapters might be coming out a bit slower then usual. I don't think I made too many odd references in this chapter. Also I apologize for using so many flashbacks but there's a lot of back story I have planned for Pit. There's also going to be more ZeldaxLink and Maybe some PeachxMario in later chapters
BTW: Everything about Angel Land's inhabitants in this chapter is my personal vision of them.
In the next chapter: A bored Samus decides to visit Angel Land and drop in on Pit. Unfortunately she doesn't know that anyone who isn't blessed with Palutena's magic is doomed to fall through the clouds. What will happen to our heroine!?
As always thanks for reading and please review!