Author: Curimuch PM
As uneven as it goes and how uncomfortable it is, worn down layers need to shed. Change and growth is inevitable, and Dark Pit is no exception with the cast of characters he's surrounded by. Drabble series.Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor - Dark Pit & Pit - Chapters: 19 - Words: 13,333 - Reviews: 40 - Favs: 15 - Follows: 14 - Updated: 12-08-12 - Published: 04-26-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8060223
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A/N: Christ, it took me ten days to get this out and I still hate this chapter. I think it's the worst one I've made ): It sat on the bench as I strangled it—I mean struggled with it every day until I gave up today. At least the one after this will be better...
"Ugh, for the 'Goddess of wisdom', her army sure lacks brains."
Skyworld was an absolute mess, and he was only inside the tarnished realm because Pit crashed through the barrier with the Lightning chariot. The very pair of unicorns he now followed after that shot through the sky like a shooting star. He flew in the opposite direction of an electric nymph in hopes of potentially sandwiching the unicorn pair. He grumbled to himself, "I can't believe you let it just flee like that," and sucked his teeth. He could feel a strong electrical current, but that girl and the horses had the same element, and nearly of the same league. He also couldn't fly as fast as either so the sandwich plan was already starting to fail. "Ugh." He remained in the air that caused an unusual sensation to his whole body. Even a distance's away the energy was enough to make his body tingle all over.
He lapped one island to the next, before catching sight of Pit darting around Strongarm centurions. Pit kept distance as he continuously shot at them with a meteor bow. Dark Pit sneered at the scene. They weren't possessed, they shouldn't be fighting him, they had no excuses. No excuses for any of this. How could they be okay with the condition Skyworld was in? How could they not know their captain was in the right now and in the wrong before? The anger he felt was causing him to beat his wings harder and destabilize in the sky. The last thing he needed was to be spotted by Pit and distract him from being one of the only few fluid things in motion. He let himself fall past this island to another as he continued his search for the unicorns.
"These are goddesses you're talking to, Pit. Watch your tone."
The voice came from above him, but all he could see was static and a glowing and flapping blue scarf. The lightning girl? He didn't know her name like Pit had.
"Butt out." He couldn't see her bewildered expression behind the glow, but that tingling feeling was from her, and the realization made him turn his head to the side. "And before you start, we're different, alright? Go one way and I'll go the other to get those unicorns."
"Oh...kay." She zipped off west and higher, and he stayed on level and went the opposite. So he understood the difference between the two now, he just needed to remain focused and feel the other. Which... was hard to do with Viridi and Hades in the picture; 'Palutena' was irrelevant in this state. He could safely confirm that unproductivity and lack of sense were his biggest peeves.
"You have to learn to tune him out."
"Could be said for all of you..." He grumbled. He began noticing how he could hear conversations directed at Pit during the Aurum invasion. It was his only way to figure out what hell was being raised during that. Through the weird ability he learned to stay away from the hives and let Pit handle it. Pit can handle things.
And so can he.
His silver bow hooked to the chariot—but shit were Phos and Lux fast. He struggled to keep his eyes opened as tears streamed down his wobbling cheeks, all at the fault of the extreme pressure from their speed. His arms trembled as he struggled to pull himself into the seat which didn't turn out to be much better. It was like being blown and pressured against a wall. He kept his bow split in two, but sheathed them to each side of his hips before grabbing a hold of the heavy chain that steered them. He feels deaf to the world, but he could hear panicking voices so close by...