Chapter 8

An Angelic Brawl Part 1

"And this is your room."

Deryk opened one of the many doors of the HQ. Miles was with him holding nothing but a small bag. Miles looked at his new room. It was a fairly small room with a one person bed and a rather large TV. Toping it off was the large wardrobe. There were no windows, which kinda upset Miles. The walls were blue and had what appeared to be a ring design. The bedsheets were blue and and the floor tiles white and a bit wierd. It looks like they were made of some strange material.

Milews turned to Deryk. "Thanks."

"Don't mention it. Ever." He replied before blowing his bangs off of his eye. Deryk walked out of the room and shut the door. Miles looked at his new room. It wasn't that bad, but he still felt strange. He had gotten used to sleeping out in the open. Now he had to sleep one a nice comfortable bed. Truth be told, Miles found living outside better then living inside. He could sleep where ever he wanted to, he could use any thing as a toilet and at night, he had a great view of the stars. Sleeping they're tended to be... boring. There were so many restrictions. Sure he could sleep on the floor instead of the bed, but that's just stupid. It would take a while for him to adapt to his surroundings. You couldn't really blame. He liked the room, but there was something missing...

A light bulb appeared over his head.

"Bingo..."

"Hey Deryk!" Matthew called out as he caught up to Deryk in the halls of he HQ. Deryk sighed and gave Matthew a rather angry and annoyed look.

"What?" He spat as Matthew panted, trying to catch his breath.

"Can I... ask you... something?"

Deryk rolled his eyes. "That depends. Is it something important?"

"Well actually, I've been wondering: where are we?"

Deryk didn't understand the question. "What do you mean?"

"Well the only time's I've been brought is when I was unconscious and when I left, I was teleported from the inside. They're aren't any windows in this godforsaken place and I can't find the front door."

Deryk's eyes twitched. "You've been here for about a week, and your only asking me this now?" Matthew nodded his head, causing Deryk to slap his forehead. He sighed be fore giving him a death glare, but proceeded to talk. "If you must know, were on a small, man made island of the coast of Brazil. This is one of our many Headquarters throughout the world. The three most known ones are this one, the on in South Africa and the most important of them all, Borneo."

Matthew raised an eyebrow. "Borneo?"

"It's a very important place. It's where we keep our greatest weapons and it's been the battlefield for numerous victories in our favor. You see-"Deryk was interrupted by a rather loud alarm. It was proceeded by a voice over the intercom:

Matthew Dikapurio, Report to Prof. Octavio's Laboratory. Repeat: Matthew Dikapurio, Report to Prof. Octavio's Laboratory.

When it was over, the two comrades stared at each other. Deryk was the first to speak. "He's only calling you?" He was very surprised that Matthew was the only one to be called. He didn't call him, or Miles. "You? The person who has the least bit of field training in the entire unit? Over me, the one who's had five years of war experience at age of twelve?"

He wasn't the only one, Matthew was pretty surprised himself. "I guess so. But hey, It can't be that bad." He said before walking down the hall.

Deryk simply watched in disbelief. His eye twitch a few times before looking up to the sky. He raised his arms high and shouted: "SILVERMANE, WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME!"

Prof. Octavio was working in his laboratory, to be a bit more precise, he was working on the same thing he was yesterday, still underneath the cloth. He looked very concentrated as he made a few adjustment to his creation. "There. Now all I have to do is cut this wire and you should be up and running..." He slowly moved his wire stripper to a small blue wire. The slightest miscalculation could leave to disastrous consequences. He had to be very careful. Almost... almost...

"PROFESSOR!"

Octavio jumped when he heard his name. He heard the sound of wire being cut, but when he looked, it wasn't the blue wire that was cut, it was the red one above it. "Uh oh."

BOOM!

The professor stood there, his body covered in soot and his beloved creation blown to smithereens. He wiped the soot off of his glasses and stared at Matthew, who quickly put a cheesy smile on his face. Octavio sighed. "Well, looks like I'm back to the drawing board."

Matthew laughed uneasily. "Heh heh... Sorry about that." That's when a question popped up in his mind. "What was that anyway?"

Octavio sighed once again. "Just forget it." Octavio quickly regained his posture and he pushed his glasses back into place. "So I bet you're wondering why I called you here."

"Actually, yes." He pointed at behind him. "First of all, how come you only called me and not Deryk or Miles? If you want I could go get them for ya."

The professor shook his head. "That won't be necessary." He moved to his large computer and pressed one of it's many buttons. An image quickly appeared on it. Matthew was pretty surprised that it was the same mark on his hand. "I've been doing some studying. The king of hearts is given a rather long lesson about everything that is holy and the balance of the universe, correct?" Matthew nodded his head. "Well this next missions requires the use of this knowledge."

Matthew raised one of his eyebrows. He didn't really like were this is going. "How? And what does this have to do with my answer?"

"tsk tsk tsk." He looked at Matthew with a devilish smile. "Matthew have you ever heard of a place call Skyworld."

The young king tensed up a bit. "Yeah, I've heard of it. Master Asia once gave a two hour lesson about it. So what?"

"Matthew, I found a way to get you and you alone to Skyworld." Matthew stared at Octavio. His eyes were as wide as dinner plates. "The reason why Deryk and Mile can't come is because I can only make a rift big enough for one person alone. And since it's inhabitants are angels, I figured that your knowledge of spirituality would be best for the job."

Matthew was still in complete disbelief. "Hold on, your going to me to Skyworld?"

Octavio chuckled. "It's quite simple Matthew. You see, Skyworld is located above the world of man, and the only way to get there is by flying." He walked towards a large metal door inside the room. There was a small panel on the side. He pressed a six digit code and the large door slowly began to open. "I made a little something for you." The door was about half way open by the time Matthew could finally see what was inside. Matthew couldn't believe what he was seing

"You have got to be kidding me."

Now that we've got a good glimpse of the heroes side of the story, lets go to everyone's favorite tyrant ruler: Terren Biostar.

He walked through the halls a a large base located in outskirts of Moscow, accompanied by various of his soldiers. And trust me, he did not look very happy. With every step he took, it seemed his rage grew even larger. He stopped in front of a large metal door with a small panel on the side. He motioned for one of his soldiers to type the code, which he obeyed, no questions asked. The door opened and inside was one big torture chamber. The one being tortured was girl, about sixteen years old. She had long sparkling light blue hair that went down to her feet. She had a strange helmet device attached to her head. It looked like a yellow crown with fins on it. She was wearing sky blue mechanical gauntlets, the right one had the symbol of the Triforce. Topping it off was the sparkly, light blue blouse, long, flowing, neon blueish green pants and a pair of mechanical boots. She was tied up onto the wall by long, electrical shackles. But Biostar wasn't there for here. He turned his head to two scientist. The first one was a woman. She had long, smooth brown hair that went down to her waist. She was wearing a white lab coat and a brown skirt. Her skin was a bit tanned and she was wearing a pair of large and some what nerdy glasses. Her eyes were brown. The other was a male. He was a little shorter then his assistant. He was completely bald and was a bit fatter. He had a large nose and was wearing a pair of black pants along with his lab coat. His eye were ruby red and his front pocket was filled with pens. Needless to say, the two were shocked to see Biostar, but this feeling was quickly replaced with fear.

Biostar growled at the two scientists. "Leonard... Lucaria... you two have a lot of explaining to do." Terren stepped closer to the pair of scientists. They trembled in fear every step that he took. When he was about four feet away from them, he stopped and crossed his arms. He glared at them with fire in his eyes, but he quickly regained his posture and looked them straight in the eye. "Well then, I suppose the two of you know of the accident that happened in the radioactive fields."

The man, Leonard, was actually surprised that Terren didn't simply hit him or hurt him in any way. He looked at Biostar's somewhat serene face. He could tell he was still angry, but calmer. "Y-yes. We've heard about how you were defeated by-"

He was interrupted by a powerful punch to the face. He thrown back a bit. Lucaria went to her partners side. The two stared at Terren, his 'serene' face was replaced with his usually angered one. "I was not defeated. It was a system malfunction due to damage to the main power core." He walked to over to Leonard and grabbed him by the throat. He was lifted to the air by the powerful grip. He couldn't breath and looked at Biostar with even more fear then before. "If this was normal, I wouldn't even have bothered coming here. But when it happened, I remembered something: You told me that it was reinforced with pure adamantium, an indestructible alloy. If that's true, how was it so easily destroyed?" Leonard couldn't say a word. It made sense considering he was being choked. The thing is, Terren had a very strict rule: Answer no matter what the circumstances. He found this disrespectful, despite the fact he was the one choking him. He snapped his fingers using his free hand to call one of his soldiers. When he came, the weaponized super soldier aimed his gun at Leonard. His eyes widened at the sight of the weapon. He tried to say something, but no luck. The soldier had his finger on the trigger. He could end his luck at any time. He Terren raised his hand, ready to order him to fire. A smirk appeared on his face. He was about to signal his warrior to fire when...

"Wait!" Lucaria yelled, causing Biostar to tak his attention off Leonard. "Neither of us know why the durability of the core was so weak. If you bring it here for testing, we should be able to give you an answer in about three days." She looked at him with tears in her eyes. "Just please... spare him." Biostar glared at her. He sighed and let Leo drop to the ground. He tried to get up, but Terren kicked his stomach causing him to clutch down in pain.

"You should really be thankful you have Lucaria to help you squirm out of your messes." He said menacingly. He walked towards the woman. "You'd better get me the results soon. Or else." She nodded slowly, a smirk appeared on his devilish face. He turned his attention to the girl. "Now tell me, how is one of my favorite subjects doing." Lucaria gave a quick glare at Terren, but quickly answered his question.

"Siren seems to a lot more resistant then we thought." She started. "Our attempts to turn her into one of your puppets all failed. Even when we erased her memory, she wouldn't cooperate with us. Her sense of justice seems to be the only thing we can't remove from her. That and the memories of the thre goddesses Farfore, Din and Nyru" Biostar walked up to a small panel in the room. He stared at the girl before pressing a button on the panel. A large electric shock went through her body, causing her to scream in pain. Biostar grinned at the sight, but Lucaria didn't look like she was very fond of it.

Biostar walked back to Leo. "Keep doing this until she sweats blood. Afterwards, take her to her cell. And remember: Do not feed her." His maniacally grin never left his face. He exited the room, his soldiers following behind. Various thoughts went through his mind: "Leonard should be dead by now, but he does still have some use to me. But there's one thing I still don't get. How did that boy do something so...cartoonish?"

Skyworld.

The land were angels tread. A beautiful haven filled with holy creatures and glorious wildlife. Skyworld is the realm of the gods. Only gods, goddesses, angels and other holy creatures were allowed to enter. Human were close to the gods, but to actually bring one there was a completely different story. The gods would never let one enter. After all, humans were to 'greedy' for they're taste It actually wasn't that different from earth. They're were shops, schools, parks, forests, etc.. In the center of it all, Palutena's temple. The only main difference was that it was floating on clouds.

One certain angel was sitting on wooden bench in the park. It was... Pit? Well not exactly. He looked like Pit, but there were a few differences. He was about thirteen years old. His skin was a bit tanned and he had various tufts of brown hair. He wore a white exomis with a leather belt which had sheathed sword hanging on it. The exomis was fastened on his shoulder by three golden pins with a topaz embedded on them. He had dark green tights underneath his exomis and had a golden ring on his finger. Oddly, he wasn't wearing anything on his feet and his eyes were yellowish. He, however, unlike the other angels, had four wings. Count 'em, four. Not two, four. He just sat there, looking up to the clear blue sky. He sighed looked around, seeing angels playing ball, having picnics. Like I said, it's not that different then earth.

"Man, there's nothing better then doing nothing." He thought. "There's no war against the underworld, I don't have to babysit Arthur and mom hasn't made me clean the temple all week." A large smile appeared on his face. He laid back on the bench with his eyes closed. "Nothing could ruin this day!" A large shadow covered the sunlight which he was basking in. He opened on of his eyes. "Except that." He looked to the sky, only to see something he had never seen before. It was a yellow... triplane? "Now that's something you don't see every day." The triplane itself was actually different from those old one's you'd see in war movies. It still had the basic structure of one, but it's wings were positioned differently. The middle wings were normal, but the other 4 were diagonal from each other. It had a red smash symbol embedded on it's wings and the nose cone was red. At first sight of it, many of the angels began to panic. They had ever seen something like that before. The young angel jumped of the bench and watched as the plane did various circles around Skyworld. "What is that thing?"

"I don't know, but whatever it is, it's terrorizing Skyworld." A voice said in his head. He immediately recognized it and began to look around.

"Lady Palutena?" He said to what appeared to be thin air. "Is that you? I'm I ever glad to see you. Do you have any idea on what that thing is?"

"I'm not quite sure, but by the looks of it, I'd say that was made on earth Only they have vehicles like those. Funny thing is, I haven't seen one like that in a long time."

"So your saying that the humans are attacking us? I thought they couldn't even come here. You know, humans are so blinded by greed that they can't even see it."

"Well, judging by this guy's flight path, I can tell he has a clear view of Skyworld. It's either a group of humans angry that we haven't been able to send a proper attack against Biostar, or him trying to launch an attack on us."

"I find that highly unlikely. We have sent various centurions against Biostar's men, which were all in vain, and Biostar probably wouldn't be able to find Skyworld because he's so blind by his lust for power."

"Good point. But if that's true, a question still remains."

"Who's in that thing?" He gazed up in the sky, the plane in his sight. "Lady Palutena, I'm going to need the power of flight." With those words. He wings opened and they glowed with a yellow color. He flapped the repeatedly as he was slowly lifted off the ground. "It's time for this guy to face the light!"

"Please tell me you did not go for that old catchphrase."

"It's a classic." He said before he blasted up into the air. But there's more then one side of the story. To the angels, they saw a potential threat. But inside that cockpit of the plane, Matthew sat down, controlling it with incredible ease. It would make sense because the only thing inside the cockpit was one big joystick which controlled all of the actions and a few buttons here and there. He had a small communicator in his ear and he constantly looked down at Skyworld, looking for something.

"He professor," He started. "do you have any idea where this guy might be?" He heard a little voice from the opposite end of the line.

"Well, I'm not quite sure, but since angels have eternal youth, chances are Pit's still alive."

"So am I looking for Pit or his descendant."

"Either one will do. Just try not to disturb the peace of Skyworld."

"Relax... Question, why do you even have a triplane?"

"I found it in old old junk pile. I've modified so that it can go faster then the fastest of planes and the controls are now so easy, a twelve year old can control it."

"A twelve year old is controlling it."

"Exactly!" Matthew rolled his eyes. From that moment on, Matthew tried to find a good place to land, but no luck. There was no place he could land without provoking any accidents. There were places that were just to small or places that could result in some casualties. While flying, a bolt of lightning almost struck the wing of the plane. Matthew gripped the joystick, trying to get the plane steady again. He scanned his surrounding, looking for the source of the blast. He saw Tip flying towards him. Before he could say anything, another lightning bolt was fired at him. It was launched from the angels blade. The blade itself glowed with yellow energy and handle had a large spike on the bottom of it. Matthew stared at the angel in shock. He thought angels were supossed to nice and peacefull. The young king glared at the warrior angel.

"Hey!" He shouted, but the angel didn't respond. "Hello! I'm talking to you!" Still no avail. Matthew glared even harder at the angel. "Professor, those this thing come with an autopilot?"

"Yes, but all it does is keep the plane going in circles." Octavio responded. "Why?"

"I'm gonna do what Jacob did a long time ago."

"Huh?" With that, Matthew hit one of the buttons on the plane and enabled the autopilot. He grabbed his saber climbed up onto one of the wings. The angel took note of this and prepared for battle. But before that, he said something.

"Evildoer who stands before me!" He yelled at Matthew, causing him to glare even harder then before. "You're assault on Skyworld is about to come to an end. My name is Tip, servant of the goddess of light! And I will not be defeated!" The angel preformed various gestures during that speech, causing Matthew to stare at him.

"Tip?" He questioned. He put a finger on his communicator. "Professor, I think I found our man."

"What makes you so sure." The scientist found it pretty hard to believe he found him so easily. "Those he have any of Pit's traits? Is it Pit himself? Does the plane detect any smash energy resonating fro-"

"Professor," Matthew really looked like he was getting angry. "His name is 'Pit' BACKWARDS!" Octavio went silent. "I make my point." Another lightning bolt flew dangerously close to him. "Will you stop doing that! Look I'm trying to talk to you!" Tip pointed his blade at Matthew.

"Save those lies of yours." He said menacingly. "Do I look like a fool to you? I won't let you harm anyone nor will you even get the chance. In the name of Palutena, I will defeat you!" Matthew growled very loudly.

"Alright then. If it's a fight you want..." Matthew readied him self. "It's a fight you'll get!" He unsheathed his sword and jumped off the wing of the plane in Tip's direction. Tip charged at the young king with all his speed. They're swords about to collide...

DING!

Not again... I intended to make this a single chapter, but things were taking WAY to long. At least this is the longest chapter I've written so far.

Since the next chapter may also take a while...

What will happen to Matthew now? Who will come out on top in the battle of human v.s angel? What is it that Miles plans? Will Terren learn the answer to his question? And will Deryk STOP HITTING MY DOOR! Find out next time on: Journey of the king of hearts! R&R People!

"I know your in there Silvermane!"

Give it a rest Deryk.