Chapter 8: An Angel's Competitors

I slept awfully that night. My mind raced with thoughts of what was going to happen with Pit. Lucina had seemed almost worried for him, and Robin hadn't seemed so happy, either. I was thinking more about what they had been thinking, and it finally came to me.

I remembered the talk that was spreading through the dining hall, all of those people wondering about Pit. Almost all of them had known it was my doing. Lucina and Robin must have been quite suspicious, walking in on that. I must admit, I would be too. Pit's reaction didn't seem to help much, either. Neither did his willingness to leave.

He didn't come back once that night. Nobody even walked by the room. I kept wondering what Pit was doing.

Before I knew it, the sun's rays were piercing through the curtains of the window beside me, showering my face in a blinding light. I crawled out of my bed and threw on my tunic, walking out the door just minutes later.

I head down towards the dining hall for breakfast, excited to see Pit again. When I entered the grand room, however, I was greeted with nothing but glares. I saw people whispering to each other, staring at me fiercely.

I hurried through the room, scanning the massive crowd for any sign of Pit. I couldn't find him anywhere. I eventually sat down at an empty table, still turning my head from side to side in an attempt to find him.

"Dark Pit?"

I looked for the source of the voice and found Pit standing before me, both Lucina and Robin at his side.

"Pit! I've been looking for you!" I exclaimed, heading over towards him. He laughed lightly and smiled at me.

"I, um, I got it worked out with these two." He said quietly, "They promised not to tell."

I looked around the crowded room, my eyes still seeing dozens of eyes glaring in my direction.

"So they didn't tell anyone? Not even one person?" I asked unsurely.

"Well, I think Robin might have told Link, but that's it!" Lucina said.

"What exactly did you tell him?" I asked Robin.

"Well, it was before Pit, um, explained it to us, and I might have made it seem just a little worse than it actually was…" He responded.

I sighed and sat down in one of the chairs, "And he told Zelda, for sure, and she told everyone." I muttered.

Pit sat beside me, but before he got to say anything, a loud voice erupted over the crowd.

"Can I have everyone's attention please? We will now be announcing the pairs for our first match later today! If I call your name, please come on stage and greet the other you will be fighting." Link shouted. The crowd exploded in a chorus of cheers.

Soon after, Zelda took Link's place and began listing off pairs of competitors. I recognized a few of the names, but most of them were new to me. After about five pairs were listed, I heard my name called.

"Dark Pit and… Mega Man!" Zelda shouted.

I pushed through the crowd and reached the area where Zelda stood. Quickly after, Mega Man walked onto the stage. He approached me and held out his hand.

"Aren't you scared? We've only been here two days, and I've already sent you to the hospital wing."

He laughed slightly and pulled his hand back, "What a nice greeting! Don't worry, though. I've got a secret weapon that's sure to help me defeat you."

He put his hand behind his back and pulled out a small, golden object. I didn't recognize it to be anything special. It was a statue of a strange, imp-like figure. She had long orange hair that ended in a hand shaped formation, and on her head was a stone carved helmet that covered one of her eyes. Mega Man turned it in his hand and he looked at my face, awaiting a reaction.

"You don't know what it is, do you?" He said mockingly, "Don't worry, you'll figure it out soon enough.

We walked offstage and back into the crowd. I hurried over back to Pit, Robin, and Lucina to await the rest of the pairs. Pit and Lucina ended up being paired to fight, which I was glad to hear. I knew Lucina wouldn't hurt Pit in any way, even if she wanted to.

The last pair called up was Bowser and Donkey Kong, and when they faded back, the crowd dissolved. People began to hurry out of the room to prepare for the tournament that was planned for later that evening.