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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage, Major_Character
      Death
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      光神話_|_Kid_Icarus_(Video_Games)
  Relationship:
      Dark_Pit/Pit, Pit/Dark_Pit, Pitcest, Pit/Original_Male_Character
  Character:
      Dark_Pit_(Kid_Icarus), Pit_(Kid_Icarus), Palutena_(Kid_Icarus), Hades,
      Original_Male_Character(s)
  Additional Tags:
      Betrayal, Rape/Non-con_Elements, Violence, Abuse, Sexual_Abuse, Past
      Sexual_Abuse, Dark_Past, Physical_Abuse, Torture, Blood, Kidnapping,
      Hurt/Comfort, Emotional_Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Angst, Smut, Rape,
      Obsession, Self-Sacrifice, Light_BDSM, Stagger_is_a_creeper, like_hes
      really_gross_in_this, waaaaaaaay_worse_than_the_first_one, I_might_go_to
      hell_for_making_pit_suffer_so_much, Gore
  Series:
      Part 2 of Flightless_and_Taken
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-04-07 Completed: 2015-08-01 Chapters: 17/17 Words: 57924
****** Betrayed and Taken ******
by xBooxBooxBear
Summary
     Direct sequel to Flightless and Bullied.
     It's been three years since the events of Flightless and Bullied.
     Things have changed drastically between Pit and Pittoo and Stagger
     returns to get his revenge.
Notes
     I've been asked countless times to write a sequel to Flightless and
     Bullied. I never intended to write the sequel but after so many
     demands and a plot thought of: Here we are! I hope you all are
     prepared for me to rip your heart out of your chest. This story is a
     lot darker than the first. Read them Tags
***** Prolouge *****
Pit struggled against his binds and flailed around as his attackers pressed the
sharp blade all over his body. He cried out as they sliced open his flesh and
drew large droplets of blood out. The ruby liquid dripped down his pale skin
and connected with other crimson rivers until it puddled to the ground,
creating a pond. The young eleven year old pleaded and begged for them to stop
but all he received was howled laughter.
“His blood is so pretty! Let’s make him bleed more!” Slim, the thinner attacker
oogled the liquid life like it was a rare gem and clung onto his knife with
glee.
“No, let me break his bones! He’s so weak it’s almost too easy!” Marvs, the
larger of the attackers grinned.
“No-“The leader of the gang, Stagger, sneered with twisted glee as he looked
down at the bleeding boy. “Let’s add a little flavor to his wounds. Find the
lemons and squeeze the juice into his cuts. Then we’ll treat him like the
little fag that he is.”
“Please don’t!” Pit begged. “You’ve hurt me enough!”
His attackers just laughed at him as they broke off to get their lemons.
Stagger stayed and eyed Pit’s bleeding body with a twisted grin. He soaked in
the words carved into his skin and the bruises that painted his body. His
useless wings broken behind his back on the floor. Finally, his cruel eyes
landed on the pleading blue ones. Fear glistened brightly in those wide
sapphire orbs. It leaked out of him like the tears falling from his eyes.
Stagger had nearly broken all the innocence in them and he liked it. He liked
hurting this small boy. If he was being honest with himself, he got off on it.
He wanted the future Champion of Palutena to suffer. It was his fault for
taking the fate that was rightfully his.
“Oh, but we haven’t hurt you enough Cum-stain. You deserve what you’re about to
get.” Stagger narrowed his eyes. “You are in my way of becoming Palutena’s
champion, and so is Pittoo. Once he is executed tomorrow, we will come back
here and finish you once and for all.” Stagger smiled. “Though, I am going to
miss fucking the shit out of you. You’re a good little whore. I guess we can
have one last go.”
Stagger removed his shorts and positioned himself in front of Pit’s abused
entrance. His comrades returned with sliced lemons and were ready to make the
runt suffer more. Stagger grinned and gave his companions a nod before they all
induced pain onto the abused boy.
~
Pit woke with start, screaming his lungs out from the relived memory. His body
trembled like an earth shake. Sweat dripped down his body like rain and his
tears cascaded like a waterfall. He held himself tightly and shut his eyes as
he sobbed.
He felt a presence beside him and the bed shake as he felt strong arms wrap
around his shoulders. His small body leaned into the other with familiar
gentleness. He was pulled into a bare chest and immediately wrapped his arms
around the neck and cried into the exposed flesh. An arm draped around his
waist while a hand stroked his damp hair. He heard hushed cooing as soft lips
pressed into his head.
“It’s okay.” The familiar voice croaked in his ear. “I’m here. It was just a
dream.”
“Not this time.” Pit wept. “It was another memory. It was what happened before
you found me.” His shoulders shook rapidly as he relived the flashes from his
memory. “Pittoo, why can’t they go away? Why can’t they leave me alone?” He
wept harder and buried himself in the older boy’s chest. “Why can’t I just
forget?”
“Because it was a traumatizing thing you went through.” Dark Pit replied. His
hold on Pit tightened securely. “It’s not something that can easily be
forgotten even though we both wish it was.” Pittoo gently cupped Pit’s jaw and
made the younger boy look up at him. He wiped the falling tears away with his
thumb before he pressed his lips to Pit’s temple. “I know it’s been a month
since that incident but I won’t let that happen again. I will do whatever it
takes to protect you. Just remember that I will always be here for you, Pit.”
He nuzzled against the other earning a small smile from the younger.
Pit sniffed “I’m still afraid that this is all still a dream. That I could wake
up at any moment and be back there.” He sighed and leaned into the other. “And
I still can’t believe that you’re here with me.”
“Well I am and this isn’t a dream.” Dark Pit pressed his lips against the
younger’s. “So you can ditch that stupid doll already.”
Pit blushed. “I-“
“I know you still have it even after I threw it. I told you before, you don’t
need it ‘cause you have the real thing.”
“I know.”
They held each other in silence as Pit slowly calmed down. He concentrated on
the older boy’s breathing and the sound of his beating heart within his chest.
Dark Pit slowly melted them both down back into the mattress. Pit watched as he
closed his eyes but continued to caress his body. Pit snuggled up against Dark
Pit and kissed his jaw.
Every night he awoke the older boy with his screams and night terrors. And
every night Dark Pit woke up and cradled him. Never complaining about the lack
of sleep he got or how tired he was. Every night, he just held Pit and told him
sweet things to ease his mind. The young boy couldn’t help but think how lucky
he was to have Dark Pit in his life.
“I’m sorry Pittoo” Pit whispered.
Dark Pit opened an eye and glanced at him. “For what?”
“For always keeping you up with my nightmares. You’re losing sleep because of
me.”
“Don’t apologize for something stupid like that. This is my choice. You’re mine
and I take care of what belongs to me.”
Pit bit his lip and blushed. He couldn’t help but feel giddy every time he
heard Pittoo say those words.
“I don’t mind losing some sleep if it helps you. All I want is to make
everything better.”
“You already have.” Pit smiled and closed his eyes as he fell asleep to the
sound of Pittoo’s heartbeat.
***** Chapter 1 *****
***** Three years later… *****
 
Pit arrived onto the platform of Palutena’s temple. His glowing wings faded
once his feet touched the ground. The centurions who joined him from his battle
fell to the ground exhausted. Pit removed his helmet and wiped away the sweat
from his forehead. He accidentally smeared some of the blood from one of his
injuries alongside his temples. His troops looked at him worried. One of the
centurions that stayed behind flew towards him and gave him a wet towel.
“Thank you.” Pit thanked the centurion
“You’re welcome, sir.” The centurion saluted.
Pit turned around and faced his team with a big smile on his face. “Good job
today guys! Take the rest of the day off! You deserve it!”
“Thank you, sir!”
Pit flashed them another smile before he turned for the nearest corridor. He
waited until he was a good distance from his troops before he exhaled an
exhausted breath. Today’s battle had really worn him out. He glanced down at
his body and saw the ripped battle toga with some dirt and blood stains.  Some
of his armor had been torn and needed to be repaired but that’s all it
suffered. Pit’s body however; managed to get scraped, burned, cut, and bruised
as he fought against the giant three headed dog, Cerberus, of the Underworld.
He had managed to take out the dog and stop the Underworld Army’s plan for now.
Pit silently groaned as he walked down the long corridor. His bones ached and
he just wanted to relax into a nice hot spring. He noticed as he walked, a few
centurions and angels stopped what they were doing and saluted as Pit walked
by.
Pit raised a brow at them and said, “You guys don’t always have to do that.”
“But you’re our captain, sir.” A centurion replied.
“And we respect you to the fullest, Captain Pit.” An angel answered.
Pit smiled and saluted back.
 “Sir!” Pit turned towards the sound and found another centurion flying towards
him with a clipboard. “Word for you.”
“Yeah?”
“Goddess Palutena has asked for your presence in the war room.”
Pit nodded. “Thank you. I’ll go to her now.”
I guess my hot spring soak will have to wait until after I see Lady Palutena.
Pit thought.
He turned towards the nearest hallway intersection and made his way towards the
war room. When he reached his destination, he knocked on the door and waited
for a response. Not a moment later, the door creaked open. Pit entered and
walked towards the center of the room where he found the goddess hovering over
a large tactics table. As he got closer, he saw she was fumbling with the
figures (toys as he liked to call them) and tried to decide where to place
them.
“Lady Palutena, why did you summon me when you just dropped me off?” Pit
chuckled as he rested his hands on the table. “You coulda just told me when I
landed.”
Palutena’s concentrated face faded into smirk and she glanced over at Pit. “I
have to make you feel like a captain somehow.”
Pit laughed and shrugged. “I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to being captain.
Its weird giving orders and having everyone actually listen to me. No one ever
used to before.”
“That happens when you gain power.” Palutena responded. Her attention was back
on the table and the toy in her hand. Her face returned to the concentrated
expression. “People have to listen.”
Pit frowned at her words. He studied his guardian and watched as her emerald
eyes flickered all over the table. “That’s not why you made me captain, is it?
Because everyone used to bully me?”
The goddess flashed her emerald eyes at him. “Is that what they’re saying?”
Pit blushed in embarrassment. He bit his lip and nodded. “Yeah, some of them.”
Palutena rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Of course they would question my
decisions. I mean, sure, that’s something I would normally do but not in your
case.” She glanced over at Pit. “When you started school, I had no intention of
making you captain unless you earned it. I gave no one special treatments. I
knew you had the potential to become captain.”
“I had the what now?”
Palutena laughed and rolled her eyes again. “I knew you had the makings.”
“Oh~”
She returned her focus on the table. “I made you captain because you deserved
it. You outranked everyone in your classes, except reading-“ She glanced
sideways at him and smirked. “-and you may not have linguistic intelligence but
you have bodily-kinesthetic intelligence.”
“Uhhh? I have what in me?”
“You’re not book smart but you’re body smart. You have the right timing and
knowledge when you’re in a fight and that’s what I need. Sure, it would be nice
if you knew the big words I was saying every now and then.” She joked. “But
when you’re in a battle, you know what you’re doing. You know your strategies
and how to win. You care about your troops and you have proven your loyalty to
me countless times. That’s what I need in my captain.”
Pit blushed at the compliments but beamed at her regardless. “Thanks Lady
Palutena. Thank you for believing in me.”
She smiled and walked over to him. She placed her hand on his cheek and
caressed it. She smiled deeply as she bore into those glistening blue pools.
Palutena wrapped her arms around the small captain and pulled him into a hug.
“But as your guardian it still scares me having you out there. “ She squeezed
him. “I’m afraid I’ll lose you again.”
Pit said nothing as he hugged her back tightly. He knew what she meant. She was
referring to the incident that happened three years ago with his former
bullies: Stagger, Slim and Marvs. They had heard from an Oracle that Pit was to
be Palutena’s champion and became angry and jealous with his fate. They ended
up kidnapping him and hid him in a shack under the old archives where they
tortured and raped him. He was missing for almost a week and was proclaimed
dead after the three staged his death. They were going to do the real thing,
until Pit’s older and darker doppelganger, Dark Pit, came to his rescue and
found him. After that, she feared to ever let him go. She thought she had lost
him before and she didn’t want to experience that pain again.
“Alright-“ Palutena cleared her throat and pulled away to gaze down at her
young captain. “-shall we go over some battle tactics and plan our next move
against Hades and his Underworld Army?”
Pit smiled and nodded. “Yeah!”
Palutena grinned and placed her hand on his back and ushered him to the table
to plan their strategy.
===============================================================================
An hour and a half passed before they finally finished their work for the day.
They had gone over Pit’s battles with Cerberus and agreed which course of
action to take to ruin Hades’ plan. Their strategy and next target was planned
and ready for motion within the next two days.
Pit beamed at Palutena, happy with what they came up with and glanced down at
the table to overlook their plan one more time. His eyes wandered all over the
toys but stopped. His smile fell immediately as he looked at one particular
toy. He reached over and picked it up. The light in his eyes fell as he cradled
it.
“I saw him today.” Pit muttered. His thumb stroked the face of the figure.
“After I killed Cerberus, I looked up and saw him standing on top of a crumbled
building. He looked at me for a second and then flew away.” Pit shook his head,
trying to keep the tears that threatened to fall. He glanced up at Palutena and
gave her a fake smile. “I’m sorry.”
“Pit-“
“I know.” He glanced back at the Dark Pit figure. “He’s our enemy. He betrayed
you. He betrayed us but…I can’t seem to get rid of my feelings. I should be
able to, right? I mean, it’s been a year since but…” A tear managed to escape
and cascade down his cheek and onto the toy. “I still love him.” He wiped the
tears away. “I’m sorry. I’ve really tried, honestly, but he still has this hold
over my heart.” He gazed back at her. “I can’t have these feelings for him. I
can’t be in love with him and be your captain. My feelings always get in my way
every time we meet each other. I can’t love him. He betrayed us.”
“Pit…” She walked around the table and placed her hand on his shoulder and
squeezed. “I know how hard it is for you. You and Pittoo had a very strong and
close relationship. It’s not easy getting over someone you felt so strongly
for. It’s okay, though-“
“No it’s not!” Pit snapped. “He betrayed you! Just like Stagger did and I can’t
forgive him for that!” The anger flickered out of his blue eyes. He whispered a
quick apology and let his head fall in shame. He glanced back at the toy he
gripped and sighed. “Just...when we capture him-“ he met her green eyes. “-let
me see him first before you…before-“ his eyes began to water and he turned
away. “-you punish him.”
Palutena pulled him into another embrace and nodded. “I will. I promise.”
“Thank you.” Pit whispered.
They stood there for a few quiet moments. Palutena said nothing as she held her
broken hearted child. She hated seeing him like this. It broke her own heart to
see him suffer so.
“I’m sorry.” Pit sobbed. He pulled away and wiped his tears.
“It’s alright.” The goddess bent down and kissed his injured forehead. “Why
don’t you go have long soak in a hot spring? You need some relaxin’ and I need
to get to my next meeting.”
Pit nodded and hugged his guardian one more time before he removed himself from
her hold and exited the war room. He kept his eyes to the ground as he walked
down the corridor and made his way to his destination. He avoided the
centurions and other angels as he walked. He didn’t want them to see his puffy
eyes or the dried tear trails on his cheeks. He just wanted to get to his room
without interruption.
He managed to achieve his small goal; He made it to his room without anyone
noticing or stopping him. He shut the door, leaned against it and let out a
long drawn out sigh. He began to shed his armor off and slip out of his ruined
toga until he was in nothing but his shorts. He let out a loud yawn then
stretched up and accidentally awoken the pain throbbing his body. He winced and
felt a cool breeze. He glanced up and saw his balcony door was open. He decided
to take a detour and go outside and feel more of the breeze.
 The fourteen year old boy walked out the door and leaned against the
pentelikon marble railing. He closed his eyes and relaxed against the cool
spring wind. The sun’s rays beamed down on him and soaked into his pink skin.
He smiled at the peacefulness then opened his eyes. He watched as centurions
and angels obtained the cerulean sky. His smile faded slightly as he looked
upon them with his usual silent envy as they flew alone.
After studying Pit’s wings for two years, his flight teacher, Mr. White-wing,
had finally figured out why his wings didn’t work correctly. And why his wings
would never work.
“I’ve finally figured it out! I know why Pit has trouble flying. I’ve tested
Pit’s feathers and compared them with other angels and found they don’t match
up at all. All the other angels match up perfectly but strangely not Pit’s. I
took a different approach and decided to compare his wings with bird wings
and…I found a match…with a chicken’s. I didn’t understand this at first but
after visiting the old archives, I found something. I found that there is a
ritual for something called an ‘angel-made’ angel, as opposed to an ‘angel-
born’ angel. It requires only three things: Angel essence, bird wings and a
newborn baby. However; these rituals were said to rarely ever work. The essence
has to accept its new host, which it rarely does. Despite that all newborns are
innocent, it requires a host with a very strong heart. I’ve found that only a
few newborns actually survived the ritual but after a few days they died. Only
one baby survived the ritual but it disappeared and was presumed dead. I think
that baby is you Pit. I believe you were an “angel-made” angel. You were born a
human but the ritual turned you into an angel. Your wings don’t work because
they are from a bird that can’t fly. You won’t be able to fly unless Lady
Palutena assists you… I’m sorry, lad.”
Pit walked away from his teacher and goddess and locked himself in his room. He
walked to his balcony and leaned against the railing. He watched as everyone
flew around him. The envy in his heart stung and he let the words from his
teacher overwhelmed him. Tears began to fall uncontrollably. His chin quivered
then his whole body shook.
He heard the door to his room attempt jiggle. Someone banged on the door but he
ignored it. He didn’t want to talk to anyone. He just wanted to be alone.
His wish didn’t come true. He heard the sound of flapping and then the familiar
presence of Pittoo behind him.
“Please Pittoo.” Pit sobbed. “I just want to be alone.”
“Fine.” Dark Pit mumbled.
Instead of leaving, the older boy came up from behind and pressed his body
against the younger’s back. He rested his head on his shoulder then wrapped his
arms around Pit’s waist and said nothing.
“This isn’t alone.” Pit retorted.
Dark Pit shrugged. “It’s alone with me.”
A small smile escaped Pit’s lips from the stubbornness of the older boy. He
sniffed then relaxed into Pittoo’s embrace.
Dark Pit said nothing while Pit wept. He just held him securely and stroked his
shaking body until Pit calmed down.
After several minutes passed, Pit’s tears had dried and his body stopped
trembling. His mind was wrapped up in what his teacher had told him.
“I can’t believe I used to be human. I’m not a true angel.” He sniffed
“Why?” Dark Pit asked “Because you aren’t ‘angel-born’? Angel-born or angel-
made, you’re still an angel regardless.”
“I guess but finding out the truth is…” he sighed “I don’t know. It makes me
feel like I’m not whole. All this time I thought it was just my wings but it’s
not. It’s all of me. Even my essence isn’t mine. I feel like I’m not even me
anymore.”
“Well you are. You’re still that pesky go-happy angel from two years ago. Your
past doesn’t define who you are. You define who you are. If you’re really upset
about this whole thing then look at me; I wasn’t even born. I was created from
a broken mirror. Technically, I’m only six years old but I look like a sixteen
year old. But I’m not telling you this to gain any sympathy. I’m telling you
this because I don’t care about it. Being created from a mirror doesn’t make me
me. I make me. Just like you make you.”
Pit said nothing as he soaked in Pittoo’s words.
“I guess you’re right.” He leaned up and gazed at older boy and smiled softly.
“You’re really smart Pittoo.”
Dark Pit shrugged nonchalantly. “One of us has to be.”
“Hey!”
Dark Pit chuckled and kissed the side of his face. “Don’t worry about being
angel-made. If anything, you remember that you’re the only successful one.
You’re the one angel-made angel to actually survive the ritual which is a good
thing. Because without you, I wouldn’t be here and we wouldn’t be together like
this.”
Pit blinked away the tears that surfaced from the recalled memory.
“Oh Pittoo.” Pit sniffed and wiped away the falling tears. “Why did you do
this? Why did you make me fall in love with you then tear my heart out?”
He crumbled to the ground and let his head fall into his hands as he wept
silently.
***** Chapter 2 *****
“He destroyed my poochie-poo?” Hades transparent face pouted.
Dark Pit nodded and folded his arms. “Obliterated him. From what reports say.”
“And I had an appointment next week to get him fixed.”
Dark Pit raised a brow at the Underworld God. “He’d need more than that now.”
Hades growled and turned towards his frowny commander, not enjoying the joke
that was just said.
“What?” Dark Pit questioned without any curiosity in his tone. “You started
it.”
“Well you weren’t supposed to join in!”
Dark Pit shrugged nonchalantly.
Hades rolled his eyes and turned his transparent form away from his second-in-
command. He placed his hands behind his back and started to pace around the
room.
Dark Pit watched his god. The form of Hades before him was different from his
true one. This one was transparent, like a ghost, which in a way he was. Since
the god’s true form was a giant he couldn’t exactly appear before his commander
in secrecy. Instead, he appeared in a human-like size standing about 6’3.
“I guess I underestimated Pretty Palutela’s little pup.”
“I told you not to do that.”
Hades sighed. “I didn’t think you were actually serious.”
“I know our enemy, Hades.”
The Underworld God glanced over his shoulder. “Then what do you propose we do
about the little pest, hm? If there was a way we could weaken him or foil
Palutena’s plans, which would be a great start. Like what her weakness is. You
say you know our enemy but you don’t know their weaknesses and you served under
her.”
Dark Pit slouched and placed a hand on his hip. His red eyes challenged the
god. “First, I never served under her. She found me when I was 12 in front of a
mirror and took me to her temple-“
“-and you didn’t snoop around for her weakness then?”
Dark Pit arched his brow. “I was a kid.” He folded his arms. “Not to mention,
the little pest followed me around like the puppy he is. The only way I could
shake him off was when I flew away ‘cause the twit can’t fly.”
“And yet he is in the sky.”
“That’s not him flying. Palutena gives him the Power of Flight. It only lasts
for five minutes then he has to be grounded for a while before she can use it
again.”
“Why’s that?”
Dark Pit shrugged. “She’s weak. If he’s in the air longer than that his wings
will burn off.”
Hades grinned. “That’s how we will get him then.”
“Burn his wings off?”
“Exactly. You fly up and distract him long enough so his wings burn off. Once
Pretty Palutena’s little pup has crashed and burned we attack Skyworld.”
Dark Pit’s blank face morphed into a twisted grin. “I’d be happy to get rid of
that pest once and for all.”
Hades grinned. “Good. Make the arrangements and get back to me within two
days.” His shoulders slouched. “I need to go mourn over my Cerberusy.”
Dark Pit nodded his head. “Understood.”
Hades flashed him a toothy grin before his transparent form vanished
completely.
The dark angel turned on his heel once the god disappeared and exited out of
the war room. He walked down the dark corridors and glanced out the open
windows.
It was nightfall in the captured human town. All around the abandoned city
besieged the Underworld army. All the buildings now served as temporary homes
for them. They vandalized the town, broke into shops and finally got drunk off
wine and such at the pub. Dark Pit stayed away from that part of the overthrown
town. He stayed in the quiet temple that overlooked it all. Only a few lesser
underworld monsters stayed to serve him and nothing more. He preferred it that
way. He didn’t want any of them to disturb him while he plotted and planned
their next move.
He inhaled the night air and relaxed against its cold wind. He opened his eyes
and drew away from the window and continued down the hallways towards his
quarters.
He shut the door once he entered his darkened room then locked it. He slipped
off his sandals then his Commander’s clothes and threw them onto the floor. His
servants would pick them up later in the night. Right now, he was exhausted and
wanted to rest.
He walked over to his vanity mirror and glanced at his reflection. He studied
his appearance. He had changed since he left Skyworld. He developed a dark tan
from being out in the sun all the time. He had spent the past year fighting
humans and taking their homes. It’s no wonder he gained a tan. His hair had
gotten darker as well. His black locks were close to a raven’s feathers. The
dark colors he gained really made his red eyes pop out, giving him a more
intimidating look.
The dark boy sighed and shook his head at his reflection. He peered back and
watched himself pull the collar of his tank top down past his left peck. He
looked at the bare skin for a moment before he whispered something to himself.
A dim blue light flashed briefly in the middle of his breast before it faded.
Dark Pit pulled the collar back up and walked towards his bed. He slipped
underneath the silken sheets. He moaned in delight at the comfort the bed
brought. He closed his eyes and let himself fade into his mind.
Dark Pit opened his eyes and found himself lying in the courtyard of his old
school. He sat up and found himself against the tree he used to nap underneath
during recess. He glanced around and saw blackness surrounded around the
courtyard. He knew he was in his subconscious. He stood up and made his way to
the little brick wall he had jumped off of when one of the Skyball players
knocked his doppelganger off.
“I was wondering when you would come.” A voice echoed around him.
“Had to shake the boss.” Dark Pit replied.
As he approached the brick wall he saw a figure sitting on it come into view.
“Did you manage?”
“Yeah. He’s back in the underworld and my body is passed out in bed.
The figure turned around and Pittoo met the pleased emerald greens of the
Goddess of Light. “I’m glad. I take it he isn’t pleased about Cerberus?”
Dark Pit nodded and folded his arms. “You got it.”
Palutena smiled gratefully at the dark angel and hugged him. “I really do
appreciate you doing this Pittoo.”
“You know I didn’t have a choice.” Pittoo scowled and pulled away from her
embrace.
Her smile fell. “I know but it’s the only way.”
He scoffed. “Yeah, well you were right. The rumors are true.”
“So he-”
“Yup. He’s finally targeted him. I can’t believe it’s taken him a year but its
official and he wants me to do be the one to bring him down.”
“How does he plan to do it?” Palutena asked with worry in her tone. She had
feared this since before the war with Hades began.
“I told him about the Power of Flight. He wants to use me as a distraction to
keep him in the air so his wings can burn off.”
“Well we can’t let that happen. Tell me everything.”
They spent a little over an hour talking. Dark Pit revealed to the goddess
Hades’ future plans and where he was going to strike and which boss was going
there. He gave up their weaknesses and how their fighting strategy. After that,
they discussed their strategy for Hades’ plan. Both knew it was a bad idea for
Pittoo to be the one to distract Pit. Sure, Pit was a great fighter but he had
a weakness and it was Pittoo. He was never on his game whenever their paths
crossed which is exactly why Hades suggested him. The dark angel and the
goddess put their heads together and finally came up with a plan that didn’t
involve Pit’s wings burning off or Pittoo involved with the distraction.
They went over their plan until it was memorized and they could recite it.
Palutena thanked the angel for his information and turned to walk away when
Dark Pit spoke.
“How is he?”
Palutena stopped. She turned around and saw him staring at her. His face blank
except for his eyes. They were gleaming with concern and longing.
“He misses you.”
Dark Pit frowned and crossed his arms. He turned and faced the dark abyss that
lingered around the courtyard. “He’s never going to forgive me for this.”
“He will once I explain this was all my idea and you only agreed to do it for
him.”
It was true. He never wanted to do this. He never wanted to be commander for
the underworld but Palutena had asked him.
“I fear that Hades is plotting to start a war with us soon.” Palutena confessed
to him.
Dark Pit folded his arms and looked at her in disbelief. “So? Why did you call
me in here for a ‘private talk’?”
Palutena turned to face him. “I need a favor from you.”
“What is it?”
“I need you to be a spy for me.”
“What?” Dark Pit asked in confusion.
Palutena nodded. “We’ll be one step ahead of him if you’re on the inside. I
need you to fool Hades into thinking you betrayed me and want to serve him. I
know you can do it. You’re a great actor.”
“No way! I’m not doing this! The last time you made me do something like that
was when you wanted to expose that fucker that raped Pit! He-“
“-Is why I am asking you to do this.”
Dark Pit stopped midsentence and stared at her. “What?”
“Some of the other gods have told me they heard rumors that Hades is going to
target Pit when he starts this war.” Palutena spoke softly. “I can’t go through
losing him again. I know he is a good fighter but sometimes he doesn’t think
and I don’t want it to be the cost of losing him. That’s why I need you. I need
you to distract Hades from targeting him.”
Dark Pit was silent as he considered this. “And he will know?”
Palutena frowned and shook her head. “No. I can’t afford him to know. Pit is a
terrible actor. He might accidentally give something away if he knew.”
Pittoo looked at her horrified. “You want him to think I actually betrayed
you?? No! No way! Pit would never forgive me if he thought I did it and I can’t
live with myself knowing he will hate me forever.”
Palutena smiled softly. “You really do care about him, don’t you?”
Pittoo sighed and turned his back to her. His red cheeks flustered and his
heart skipped multiple beats as he thought about his dorky boyfriend. “I love
him. He’s the only person I care about.” He glanced over at her. “I mean,
you’re okay but-“
Palutena chuckled and held up a hand. “I get what you mean.” Her smile faded as
she approached him with a serious face. She knelt down to meet his eye level.
“If you truly love him then wouldn’t you want to protect him?”
Pittoo exhaled. He nodded and looked out the nearest window. “I promised him
the day I found him in that fucking shed that I believed I was created to
protect him. And protect him I will until the day I die.” He let out an uneasy
breath. “But him thinking I betrayed you…betrayed him…it would break his heart,
as well as mine. And he will hate me forever.”
“No he won’t. Maybe for a little while but once the war is over, I will let him
know this was allmyidea. You won’t be blamed. He won’t hate you once he knows
it was my doing. He will forgive you instantly.”
Dark Pit groaned but reluctantly he nodded his head. “Alright then. I will do
it.” He whirled around and narrowed his eyes at the goddess. “ONLYto protect
him.”
Palutena nodded and wrapped her arms around the devastated angel. “Thank you so
much. Once again I can count on you to keep my little Pit safe.”
After she asked him to be her spy, Palutena told him that he needed to start
acting differently. He needed to show that he hated this place and hated
everything she did which was easy for him. The part that was the hardest was
showing disinterest in Pit. To pretend to hate someone you love was difficult.
It cut off his heartstrings one by one as he was cruel to Pit. He sometimes
stood outside his bedroom door and heart his boyfriend crying and wondering
what he did to upset Pittoo. He hated it. It nearly destroyed him. After
everything Pit had been through, to act like a bully and show no affection to
him was heart shattering. The worse of it all was the day he had to tell Pit he
didn’t care about him anymore. It nearly killed both of them; Pit’s loud sobs
as he pleaded Pittoo to stay with him. Him begging Pittoo to help him
understand what he did wrong. His small body trembling as he fell to his knees
after Pittoo dumped him. He hated it. That day still haunts him and always
will.
The night after he shattered Pit’s heart, he went to Palutena’s room where she
explained her plan. She marked him on his chest with an invisible tattoo of her
symbol. She explained to him that that was how they were going to keep in
contact with each other. All he had to do was whisper “Dark Feather” and the
tattoo would activate once he fell unconscious. For the risk of him being found
out they held their meetings within his subconscious. His instructions were to
meet up with her after every battle or if there was new information for her.
She also enchanted his staff so he could keep up his appearance with the enemy
and make them believe he was killing people. In reality, anyone hit with his
blade fell into a death-like sleep and their bodies were cloned. The staff
copied the person and switched the living for the fake. Hades would believe
them to be dead when instead they were alive. All sleeping persons touched by
his blade ended up in a part of Skyworld where they were kept until the war was
over. Palutena wanted to keep all the humans safe from Hades and that was the
only way she could where he believed they were dead.  
When he knew what he needed to do, he left Skyworld and went to the Underworld
to try and convince Hades he betrayed Palutena. It didn’t take too long for
Hades to believe him. He heard the other gods say she announced his betrayal
and he fed Hades fake secrets about Palutena. It only took a couple of months
before he fully trusted Pittoo and made him Commander. It was probably a stupid
move to trust someone like him but after all, he was one hell of an actor.
“I wish this stupid war was over so I could see him.” Pittoo mumbled.
“I know. I admit I didn’t expect it to take over a year but I have a feeling
that this will all be over soonly.”
“I hope so. I’m getting sick of Hades’ jokes.”
“Awww~ are you saying you miss my jokes Pytooey?” Palutena giggled.
“Hell no! I don’t know whose are worse!”
Palutena laughed. “Thank you again Pittoo. Let me know if anything changes. You
know the drill.”
“Yeah, yeah, I rub my chest and whisper ‘Wind Change’.”
Palutena winked and pointed at him. “That’s my spy.”
Dark Pit rolled his eyes and let his subconscious form disappear from the
courtyard and into the world filled with dreams of Pit.
***** Chapter 3 *****
Chapter Notes
     Gotta love having days off from work! I probably won't update for
     awhile after this one.
Two days passed since the meeting with Dark Pit. Palutena used all the
information he had provided to get ready for the battle today. If things went
according to plan, Pit wouldn’t have to fight Pittoo and it wouldn’t hurt him.
That was the last thing the goddess wanted. She already hurt him by making his
lover “betray” them. The months he stayed in his room crying and clinging to
his heart in pain as he heard the news, was horrific. Pit was a pretty
emotional guy but when it came to Pittoo, it was a whole different story. Pit
had had a crush on the guy for years. Before the incident happened three years
ago, Pittoo had been his savior whenever his bullies were around. No one harmed
him when Pittoo was in the room. Not to mention, when he had been knocked off
the school edge by a ball, Pittoo had been the one to dive after him and save
him. The two started to get close after that and it irritated Pit’s bullies.
They kidnapped, raped and tortured him. When Pit thought they were going to
kill him, Pittoo found and saved him. His feelings for the darker boy grew even
more after that. Naturally, to hear that his lover had betrayed him, devastated
and destroyed his heart. She hated seeing the sadness that still dwelled in his
blue eyes. She hoped that the war would end soon so she could bring Pittoo
home.
Palutena walked down the hallway and entered the armor room. She found her
young captain kneeled down, strapping his sandals in. He felt her presence and
glanced over his shoulder. His eyes beamed and he smiled.
“Good morning Lady Palutena!” Pit straightened up and hugged his guardian.
“Good morning Pit.” She greeted back and wrapped her arms around him. “Are you
ready for the battle today?”
Pit nodded and flashed a look of total confidence her direction. “We’re going
to win!”
Palutena laughed and squeezed him before releasing him. “That’s what I like to
hear! Just be careful okay? I don’t want to lose you.”
“Don’t worry, Lady Palutena! I will!” His smile fell slightly and his eyes
dropped to the floor. “I just hope I won’t run into…Pittoo again. I don’t
really want to fight him again. I mean, I will in your name! It’s just-“
She squeezed his shoulder. “I know Pit. I know.”
He softly smiled at her.
“Don’t worry about that now. We have a battle and a task at hand! Rally up your
troops, Captain!”
Pit nodded and bowed. “Yes ma’am!”
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“You know the plan, Commander Ptooey.”
Dark Pit groaned. “I thought I told you not to call me that!”
“Aw but it’s fun!”
Dark Pit rolled his eyes. “Yeah, I know the plan. Distract Pit and keep him in
the air until his wings burn up.”
“Good job!”
Pittoo rolled his eyes again and equipped his staff.
“Don’t fail me, commander.” Hades warned as he watched his second-in-command
walk towards the exit.
Dark Pit glanced over his shoulder and saluted. He walked out of the room and
out of his borrowed home. His troops waited patiently for his arrival outside.
He ignored them as he walked down the path and stopped when he reached the end
of them. He turned around and faced his command.
“We’re taking on Palutena’s army once again today. You know your duties. Take
down those useless centurions but do not attack the captain. He is mine.
Understood?”
The creatures gurgled and nodded in understanding. Dark Pit nodded back and
opened his black wings and leaped into the sky.
The army followed after their commander and took to the sky. Their destination
was about an hour away. In Pittoo’s mind, it was an hour too soon. He didn’t
want to face Pit either. With his and Palutena’s plan, he shouldn’t even run
into him but there was always that possibility that something would go wrong
and the plans would change.
And it did.
Half-way towards his destination, Hades spoke to Pittoo and told him that
something had happened.
“What is it, sir?” Dark Pit inquired.
“Poseidon decided to get in the middle of things.”
“How so?”
“He attacked the human city on the coast where Thanatos is. He flooded the
whole town and captured Thanny. I need you to go back and rescue him.” Hades
insisted
Pittoo’s eyes widened a bit at what was being said. This wasn’t what Palutena
and he had planned but it worked too. He definitely wouldn’t see Pit if he had
to fly to the coast and save the annoying god of death from the water god.”
“But what about the plans sir?”
“Forget them for now. I need my widdle Thanny back! I’ll send Hewdraw over in
your place instead. Now go get me my Thanny!”
Dark Pit sighed in relief but masked it as annoyance. “Alright.”
He turned around and headed for the coast. He didn’t have anything to worry
about. Despite Hewdraw’s size, the monster really wasn’t a threat. The heads
got annoying when they talked at the same damn time (Honestly, everyone in the
Underworld Army was annoying) but he knew that Pit could handle them. He had
given Palutena information on them (he?) a few months ago. He knew she kept it
in her records. She would be able to help Pit defeat Hewdraw if he needed it
but he knew his boy wouldn’t need it (as much). He could handle it…he hoped.
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“Just up ahead the Underworld Army has taken over that town.” Palutena informed
her captain and troops. “Looks like they started destroying the human’s homes.
That’s a lot of smoke.”
Pit gasped as he saw the smoke clouding off the upcoming town. It was more than
likely that the town was going to be in ruins by the time they got there. He
just hoped that it wasn’t Pittoo’s doing. He really hoped he wouldn’t be this
cruel.
“Alright troops! The Underworld Army is in your sights!” Pit glanced behind to
his troops and began his rally cry. “These guys have hurt a lot of defenseless
humans! They have destroyed and taken over their towns and we won’t stand for
this anymore! We will win this battle! Take down the Underworld Army! Protect
all humans! We are soldiers of the Goddess of Light! We fight for what’s right!
We fight for humans! We fight in the name of Lady Palutena! Now, let us defeat
this enemy!”
The centurions behind Pit cheered and roared in encouragement. Their morale sky
rocketed and they charged after their targets.
“You and your battle cries.” Palutena laughed.
“What? They get everyone pumped up!”
“I guess so.” She chuckled. “Now let’s- huh?”
Pit glanced up at the sky. “What is it Lady Palutena?”
“He shouldn’t be here.”
Pit’s heart dropped. It couldn’t be, could it? “I-is it Pittoo?”
“No…it’s Hewdraw?”
“Hewdraw?”
Palutena was quiet as she tried to figure out what had happened. Hewdraw wasn’t
the monster she was expecting and from her “All seeing Eye” she couldn’t find
Pittoo anywhere. Something must have happened yet he hadn’t informed her of
this new change. Maybe he couldn’t inform her right away. Maybe Hades was with
him and that’s why he hadn’t said anything? She would have to ask him about
that later. For now, she needed to concentrate on the battle to come and guide
Pit towards the town to take on the three headed serpent.
“Lady Palutena?”
“Oh! Sorry Pit!”
“Is something wrong?”
“No! I just wasn’t expecting Hewdraw to be here.”
“Were you expecting someone else?”
“Yeah but I guess Hades has changed his plans or something. Don’t worry about
it though Pit! Let’s just land you nice and easy outside of the town. I’d land
you closer but time is about up on the Power of Flight.”
Pit smiled up at the sky. “It’s okay Lady Palutena! I don’t mind running.”
Palutena gently landed him about half a mile from the burning town. Once Pit
landed, he quickly stretched and warmed up his body for the fight to come.
Palutena informed him on the battle currently taking place. Pit listened as he
warmed up but suddenly he had an unnerving feeling like he was being watched.
He glanced over his shoulder at the little oasis behind him but saw nothing.
His eyes lingered for a second before he shrugged it off and guessed it was
nerves for the upcoming fight. He finished his warm up and charged towards the
town.
Little did he knew that someone was indeed watching him.
                                      ***
Pit finally made it to the burning town. He could hear all the chaos and
fighting around him. He glanced up and saw his troops each taking on a monster.
He smiled as he watched them take down their target before flying off to help
take down a bigger one.
“Where to Lady Palutena?” Pit asked his goddess.
“Hmm, I’m sensing he is in the back of the town, near the lake. Take this path
in front of you.”
Pit nodded and took off running down the street he was told to. He dodged
passed some fights and part of burning buildings that collapsed. He coughed as
some of the ash and smoke slipped into his lungs. He momentarily had to stop
just so he could cough it out and regain some air. He heard someone scream in
the nearby burning building. Without a second thought, he ran towards the
building.
“Be careful Pit! The building is going to collapse in just a matter of minutes!
Here-” Palutena poofed up a wet rag. “Cover your nose and mouth with this. I’ve
enchanted it so you can breathe better while you’re in there.”
“Thank you Lady Palutena!” Pit thanked her and covered his nose and mouth as he
entered the building.
Pit was grateful for the cloth. As soon as he entered, a wave of fire roared up
on him nearly engulfing him in the smoke and flames. Pit coughed against the
rag and proceeded into the building. He narrowed his eyes and tried to see
through the thick smoke and ash.
“Hello?” Pit called out. “Is anyone in here?”
He stopped and listened. He heard nothing but the cracking of the flames. He
continued to scout through the smoke and fire. It was burning his eyes but he
wasn’t going to leave until he found whoever was trapped in there.
“Hello!”
A piece of the ceiling collapsed before him and on the other side of the room.
He heard a high pitch scream just ahead of him.
Pit gasped as he heard the young voice. “Hello? Where are you?”
He frantically looked around the room for the source of the cry. He noticed
there was a closet with rubble barricading it. Without a second thought, he ran
towards the closet, dodging the up roaring fire and the building collapsing. He
coughed against the rag again and ran up to the closet.
“Don’t worry! I’ll get you out of there!” Pit yelled and removed the rag.
Once the rag was off, he quickly began to move the rubble out of the way. Most
of it was heavy rocks and broken wood but Pit was strong and easily moved them
aside.
“Hurry Pit! The building can’t hold up much longer!”
“I, ngh, almost-Got it!” Pit cried out as he pushed all the clutter away and
opened the door. He found a little girl with small pigtails clinging to the
corner crying. Pit bent down and smiled at her. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m here to
save you.”
The little girl looked up at him through her teary eyes. She didn’t hesitate to
run into his arms and cling onto his neck. Pit scooped her up in his arms and
gave her the rag.
“Cover your nose and mouth with this, okay? It will keep the smoke out.”
The little girl nodded and placed the rag over her lower face. Pit held her
securely and turned around. The path before him was now an obstacle course of
fire. He would have to zigzag around the room to avoid the fire and climb over
the burning objects. With a determined nod to himself he sped off.
He ran straight then jumped to the side as a fallen chair crumbled to the
ground. The little girl in his hold screamed and shook violently. Pit gave her
a tight squeeze of reassurance and ran diagonally the other way. The smoke and
embers were starting to get to him. He coughed as it seeped into his lungs but
he pursued. He had to get out of there and fast! He sped off for the other side
of the room, barely making it out of the way as half the ceiling buckled. The
rumble shook the building and a piece of the roof fell onto Pit. He cried out
and fell to the ground. The girl squealed as she rolled out of his reach. Pit
checked to make sure the girl was okay before he glanced over and saw he was
stuck underneath burning wood.
“Pit!” Lady Palutena cried
“HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT!” Pit cried out as he felt the flames kiss his skin. He
flailed frantically as he tried to worm out from the burning wood.
He felt a small hand tug on his triceps. He glanced up and saw the little girl
help pull him out. Pit smiled and pulled out from underneath the wood. He stood
up and quickly scooped up the girl, holding her tightly and whispered her a
thank you.
He ran at full speed towards the open door. The roof overhead rumbled and he
knew it was going to cave in. He pushed his muscles and cried out as he leaped
out of the burning building just before it collapsed.
Pit and the little girl tumbled onto the street. Pit coughed uncontrollably as
he was hit with fresher air.
“Good job Pit!” Palutena praised.
Pit smiled as he coughed. He glanced to the little girl and saw her run over to
some humans that looked happy to see her. It was an older couple, probably her
grandparents. They fell to their knees and embraced the little girl as they
cried.
“The little girl is safe thanks to you Captain.”
Pit smiled as the humans glanced over at him. They nodded their thanks to him
then glanced at the little girl. They pointed over in Pit’s direction. The
little girl whirled around and ran towards him. She stood just a foot away and
smiled at him.
“Thank you mister angel man.” She said then pecked him on the cheek and ran
back over to her grandparents.
Pit touched his cheek and smiled in their direction. “Are they going to be
okay, Lady Palutena?”
“Don’t worry about them Pit. I have called for more centurions to escort the
humans out. They’ll be safe until we defeat the Underworld Army.”
“That’s right.” Pit coughed and stood up. “I need to catch up to Hewdraw.”
“Before you do that, here!” Palutena poofed up a pink bottle with small wings
on it. “Drink this. It will restore your health.”
Pit picked up the bottle and drank the sweet liquid. He chugged the whole thing
and let out a happy sigh. He felt rejuvenated as soon as the liquid slid down
his throat.
“Wow! That really hit the spot! I feel like I can run at full speed and take
down anyone!”
Palutena laughed. “Well save that for Hewdraw. We still have him to deal with.”
“Well let’s do it!” he gripped his fists. “And take him down!”
Pit grinned and ran back down the path.
Palutena guided Pit through the maze of the town. She informed him of the
status of the battle; they were winning. Once Pit beat Hewdraw, they would be
victorious.
When Pit ran underneath the archway towards the town lake, Palutena stopped
him. Pit halted to a stop and peeked out from the shadows of the archway. He
gasped when he saw the huge three-headed serpent in the lake. He gulped as he
watched the three heads look at each other. It looked like they were talking to
each other or something.
“Alright Pit. Let me tell you a little bit about Hewdraw. They, er, he? Will
shoot fireballs at you. Dodge them and aim for their jaws. You’ll do more
damage.” Palutena informed him
Pit glanced up at the sky. “How do you always know how to defeat these guys,
Lady Palutena?”
“Let’s just say I have a reliable source. Are you ready, Pit?”
Pit narrowed his eyes in confidence and withdrew his bow. “I’m ready Lady
Palutena! I will defeat Hewdraw and save this town!”
Pit charged out from under the archway and aimed his weapon at the serpent.
“Hewdraw! In the name of Lady Palutena-“
 “Hello there!” The left head said.
“Mm! What a tender little morsel!” The right head said
“It’s snack time!” the middle said.
Pit narrowed his eyes. “I am not a piece of meat!”
“What did you say?” Middle asked
“Technically you are” replied Right
“Come a little closer~” Left sang
Pit shifted into a defensive stance. “Get ready for-“
“Total annihilation!”
“Bone-crushing destruction!”
“Face-stomping carnage!”
They all froze in silence. Pit tilted his head and looked at them confused.
“It was MY turn to have the last word!” One shouted which rose up into a loud
bickering match.
Palutena rolled her eyes as she watched the serpent argue with itself.
Pittoo wasn’t kidding about them being annoying.
“This is never going to end. Just go ahead and attack them, Pit.”
Pit nodded and aimed his bow and fired an arrow at one of the head’s jaws. It
cried and roared out in pain. The heads stopped bickering and turned their
focus onto Pit and engaged in battle.
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Standing underneath the shadowed archway, a man wrapped in black cloaks watched
the fight unfold. He watched as the angel fired at the three-headed monster and
dodge out of the way when one of the heads tried to bite him. He observed the
graceful ways the angel fought and dodged. Within a matter of minutes, the
angel boy managed to take down one of the heads. The boy was impressive. He
managed to get hit by the fireballs only twice and bitten once but otherwise
the boy moved out of the way just in time. The man watched as the angel jumped
up onto the fallen head and ran up the neck. He hopped onto the backside and
jumped out of the way as one of the heads aimed to bite him. The angel used his
bow and stabbed it up through the middle of it’s jaw. The blood poured onto the
boy’s face and body. The angel wiped the blood out of his face and ran up the
neck of the middle one. The monster tried to shake the boy off but he stuck on
and climbed up the monster’s scales until he reached the top of his head. He
pierced his weapon into the monster’s head. It screeched out in pain and
collapsed into the lake bringing the boy with it.
The whole fight had taken a little less than a half ‘n hour. The boy was
impressive indeed.
He watched as the boy climbed out from the water, drenched to the bone and
glanced up at the sky.
The man knew it was time to act. He dipped his fingers into a pouch with blue
powder and drew a symbol onto the wall beside him. He glanced back at the angel
and saw a beam of light hovering over him like a spotlight. The black cladded
man glanced back at the marking on the wall and slammed his hand in the middle
of the marking. The marking lit up once his hand pressed into it. He glanced
over at the angel and saw the beam was cut off and he was on the ground.
The hooded man grinned.
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“Good job Pit!” Palutena praised the angel as he crawled out from the lake.
Pit looked up at the sky and grinned. “Thank you Lady Palutena. He wasn’t that,
hah, hard.”
Palutena laughed. “So I’ve been told.”
Pit arched his brow. “By who?”
“My source of course.”
Pit shrugged and stood up. His body was soaking wet. The blood that had spilled
onto him rinsed out which he was happy about.
“We are victorious. Hewdraw is defeated and our centurions have defeated the
others and are taking care of the fire.”
Pit fist-pumped the air. “Alright!”
“You ready to come home and soak in a nice hot spring?”
Pit nodded eagerly. “Heck yeah I am!”
Palutena laughed and summoned a beam of light. It hovered over him and started
to pull him up to the sky.
He didn’t get up too high before the light was suddenly cut off. Pit fell to
the ground and let out an oof. He rubbed his head and glanced up at the sky.
“What was that for?” Pit complained.
There wasn’t a response from the goddess.
“Lady Palutena?” Pit inquired as he stood up.
Again the goddess didn’t respond.
Pit suddenly felt uneasy. Something wasn’t right. Something had cut off his
connection with Lady Palutena.
The hairs on the back of his neck stood as he felt that eerie feeling from
before. Someone was watching him. He felt their eyes on him. Out of nowhere he
heard the sound of footsteps running from behind. Before he could even turn
around, something covered his nose and mouth and held him firmly as he tried to
squirm out from the hold. Suddenly, he felt his energy drain and his eyelids
began to flutter shut. Before he knew it, he collapsed into the person’s grip
and everything went black.
***** Chapter 4 *****
“Pit? Pit!” Palutena cried out as her beam was cut off. She frantically
searched through her all seeing fountain to find any sign that she could still
see her angel. She splashed through the water searching for something, anything
at all. “Pit! Can you hear me?”
Nothing but her reflection showed and no one responded.
She summoned her staff and activated it. “Pit can you hear me?” she asked
again.
“Centurions?”
She had lost all communication from Pit and his troops. She sprang from her
room and ran down the corridor towards the barracks. She couldn’t believe this!
She was about to summon Pit and her power was just cut off. How was that
possible? Who could be able to cut off a god’s powers? Everything pointed to
Hades. He must’ve used Hewdraw as a distraction to somehow weaken her power and
interrupt her beam. Now she had no way of communicating Pit or bring him home
except for the centurions still in Skyworld.
She barged into the barracks and startled her centurions and angel soilders.
“Goddess Palutena? Are you alright?” an angel asked.
“Something has happened!” Palutena informed her army. “Someone has cut off my
communication with your captain and troops down on earth. I need you to go down
to earth and recover them, do you understand me?”
“Yes ma’am!” They saluted to her and sped past her to fulfil her orders.
The goddess watched them run towards the closest edge and fly off. She brought
her hands to her face and shook the stress away from her body.
“Oh Pittoo, where are you?” she whispered to herself. If Hades was involved
with this than Pittoo would know.
*
The goddess spent over three hours pacing around her temple, trying to get
ahold of Pittoo. She couldn’t get through to him. Hades had to be near him. He
had to be the reason why she lost communication with both Pits.
She let out a stressed sigh and glanced up out the corridor window. Her heart
was thumping rapidly against her chest. Her body tingled with anxiety. Stress
claimed her back and wrapped around her shoulders like a heavy quilt. She had
to take deep breaths to calm herself but that was barely working.
She hadn’t felt like this in three years. The last time had been when Pit had
been kidnapped. She hoped and hoped that that wasn’t about to happen again. She
couldn’t bare the thought of him being taken again.
“Lady Palutena!” A voice called for her.
She whirled around and found one of her angel troops running to her. When he
caught up to her, he put his hands on his knees and panted. He looked worn and
tired. Palutena couldn’t help but imagine what might’ve happened.
“Yes?  What is it? Did you find Pit?” Palutena inquired frantically. She did
everything she could not to grasp the boy’s shoulders and shake the information
out of him.
The boy continued to pant until he caught his breath. When he did, he looked up
at her with the one emotion she feared to see: remorse.
“I’m sorry Lady Palutena. We searched all over that burning town. We couldn’t
find him. He’s missing.”
“No” She whispered and shook her head. Tears spewed out of her eyes so quickly
she didn’t even notice she was crying until her head fell into her hands and
she felt the wetness. “No! Not again! No! Pit!”
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The hooded man grinned as he looked down at the unconscious angel in his grasp.
A menacing laugh erupted from his mouth as he couldn’t contain the glee he felt
for having captured the boy. The cloaked man placed the boy on the ground and
retrieved the rope he had hidden in his pouch. He wrapped the rope tightly
around Pit’s wrists.  When he finished with that he scooped up Pit’s
unconscious form and walked back towards the archway. The man couldn’t help the
grin that was spread across his face and another menacing laugh erupted.
He passed under the archway then jumped back into the shadows as he saw the
centurions in the sky. He couldn’t risk having one of them see him with the
boy. He had been waiting forever for this moment and he wasn’t about to risk
it. He placed the angel down and removed his hooded cloak. He bent down and
placed the cloak over Pit’s unconscious form, keeping his face and wings
completely hidden. The man grinned and scooped Pit up again then walked freely
out in the open.
He was invisible to the centurions. They paid no mind to him as he walked over
to his mule and carriage. A few glanced down at him but then their attention
was drawn back to the monsters they were attacking. He laughed at them as he
reached his carriage. He placed Pit’s body on the ground and reached into his
carriage for a barrel. He put the barrel on the ground, opened the lid, shoved
Pit’s form inside and sealed it. He laughed and placed the occupied barrel into
his carriage and climbed in. He whipped the reins on his mule and made it go.
The man grinned again and laughed loudly.
The man was so enthralled with his success on Pit’s capture that he didn’t
notice the little girl Pit had saved earlier, was watching him.
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Pit groaned as he started to come to. His head throbbed in pain as he felt like
he had been hit in the head with a rock. He had no idea what had happened. The
last thing he remembered was defeating Hewdraw then it was all a blank. He
slowly opened his eyes and fluttered them a few times to regain his vision. He
moved his hands to rub his eyes but found that he couldn’t feel them. He
glanced down and saw his wrists bound together with rope He found that just
like his wrists; his ankles were bound together too. He felt a spike of fear as
it triggered a flashback from the incident three years ago. He shook his head,
blocking out the unwanted memory and quickly sat up. He scanned his
surroundings rapidly, trying to make sense of where he was. He was in a very
small and poor home-like shack. The place looked like it had been abandoned for
years. There was a single room on the other side which he could barely see the
bed poking out from the door. On the other side were crates with a pile of
books. He glanced behind seeing a pillar against his back. Behind it was a
small kitchen with a door next to it. He faced forward and saw another door
just a few feet away.
The door out? Pit thought.
Pit dared to move. He brought his wrists to his mouth and began to chew the
rope. Lady Palutena had always told him he could chew his way through anything.
Perhaps he could chew through the rope too. He angled his wrists just enough to
where he could get his canines to bite through.
“That isn’t going to get you out of those.” A voice sneered.
Pit jumped at the voice and whirled around to see a hooded man walk out of the
bathroom. Pit watched with cautious eyes as the man made his way to stand in
front of him. He couldn’t see anything except for a large grin in the shadowed
face.
Pit narrowed his eyes. “Who are you? And why did you capture me? Do you work
for Hades?”
The man said nothing. He continued to grin at Pit which made him feel uneasy.
“I have been waiting for this day for years.” The man laughed and shook his
head. “And now I finally have you again.”
Pit arched a brow. “Again?”
The man pulled back his hood and grinned.
Pit’s eyes widened in pure horror. His heart sank to the bottom of his stomach.
The blood drained from his being leaving him a trembling mess as a cold sweat
broke out from underneath his skin.
The man that stood before him was none other than his former bully, Stagger.
“St-stagger” Pit mumbled in utter horror.
Stagger grinned. “That’s right Pitty! It’s me. I may look older thanks to my
angel essence being removed. Instead of looking how I should as a 17 year old;
I look like a fucking middle-aged man! Apparently this is my age as a human!
Pretty fucking nasty, huh?”
Pit’s breathing began to pick up as he tried to prevent himself from going into
shock. He couldn’t comprehend this. Stagger, his bully, torturer, rapist from
three years ago was here. He had been banished from Skyworld after Palutena
found out what they did to him. He and his comrades had their wings ripped off,
angel essence removed and were sent off to be human slaves. Never did Pit think
he would see him again despite that Stagger had threatened his revenge to kill
Pit.
Pit’s eyes widened at the last thought. He gasped as his captor leaned in and
sneered only inches from his face.
“I have been waiting for this day.” He said darkly. “I have been waiting since
that day at the execution to get my revenge on that bitch and on you.”
The fear Pit held temporarily subsided. He narrowed his eyes and snapped, “Lady
Palutena isn’t that and she will find me! You deserved what happened after what
you did to me!”
“She won’t find you! Remember the spell from the shed? I cast it on this place.
She won’t ever find you! No one will! Gods can’t detect this place. And I never
deserved it!” Stagger growled and slammed his fist into Pit’s face causing him
to yelp. “I never deserved any of that! I didn’t deserve to have my essence and
wings removed! I didn’t deserve to be thrown down to earth like I was worthless
shit! And I certainly didn’t deserve to have my best friends die!”
Pit looked at him confused. “Die?”
Stagger’s face grew dark. His brown eyes narrowed and were lit with a flame of
anger and remorse. “Yes. Marvs and Slim are both dead. Thanks to you.”
“What? H-how?”
Stagger grabbed a fist full of hair and yanked it hard, pulling a few stays out
and earning another hiss. “When you fuckers had our wings ripped out. Marvs
died from blood loss after his essence was removed. Slim died after we were
banished down here. So thanks to you, the bitch and that fucker, Pittoo; I lost
my friends.”
Pit was at a loss for words. He looked up at Stagger which resulted in a double
punch in the face.
“Don’t you give me that look!” Stagger snapped. “Don’t you fucking look at me
with lose big eyes like you’re actually sorry! I know you aren’t! You’re glad
they’re dead! You’re glad that I had to spend three years alone as a fucking
slave! I’m above these humans and yet they look down to me and it’s all your
fault. So don’t you dare look at me like that.”
“I’m not glad anyone is dead.” Pit grumbled and spit out the blood in his
mouth. “You all deserved what you got but I’m not glad they are dead.”
“You fuckin’ liar.” Stagger yanked him up by his hair to his feet then threw
him against the wall on the other side of the room.
Pit cried out as he collapsed onto the ground. His body trembled in pain and he
coughed up more blood. He glanced up at when he saw Stagger approaching him. He
knew that if he didn’t escape then his captor would kill him like he vowed.
He waited until Stagger was close enough then lifted his hips and slammed his
bound legs into his shins causing him to fall. Once he fell, Pit kicked him in
the face with his big feet and quickly inched towards the nearest sharp object.
The only thing he could find were glass shards but it worked! He grabbed the
biggest shard, eased it into his grasp and saw into the rope. He managed to
free his hands just as Stagger had recovered. The man lunged for Pit. Pit
shifted his weight into his arms then lifted his bound legs together and kick
his attacker in the gut. Stagger cried out and fell backwards on the ground.
Pit wasted no time freeing his ankles. As soon as he cut through, he bolted for
it. He ran straight for that door. Unfortunately, Stagger recovered again and
threw himself at Pit. He managed to tackle the boy down. Pit squirmed and
wiggled like a worm to get out from underneath Stagger’s weight but the man was
too heavy. He pressed his weight into Pit, keeping him trapped.
“Looks like I’m, heh, gonna have to punish you Pit-stain.” Stagger gave a
breathily laugh.
Images of torture from the past flashed through Pit’s eyes. No way did he want
to go through that again! He squirmed frantically as he tried to free himself.
“But first I’m gonna have to knock you out first.” The man said and shoved a
rag into Pit’s face.
Pit flailed against it, knowing exactly what was going to happen. He tried to
hold his breath but it didn’t work. Whatever he had used in the rag had been
inhaled. He felt his energy drain then his body go limb and everything was
black.
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When Pit finally came to it was night. He saw he was back in the center of the
room and he found his body in a new position. He was sitting on his knees with
each wrist bound to his ankle and a disgusting piece of rag was used to gag
him. He struggled against his binds but found he couldn’t move his body. It was
completely numb! The only thing that seemed to be able to move was his neck up.
He felt his breath began to pick up again and his body trembled in fear. Why
wasn’t he able to move his limbs? What did Stagger do to him? Speaking of
which, where was he?
“You’re finally awake.” Stagger laughed from behind.
Pit glanced over his shoulder and saw Stagger walking out of the bathroom from
his peripheral vision. He walked in front of Pit and looked down at him with a
glower. Pit noticed the swollen cheek and black eye on his have and smirked.
Stagger growled and slammed his foot into Pit’s face. Pit cried out in the rag.
“You probably noticed that your body is numb.” The man squat down and harshly
grabbed Pit’s jaw. “I have injected you with something called ‘Medusa’s Gaze’.
What it does is freeze your body in place, preventing you to move but still
allowing you to feel. This is all thanks to some research I’ve read. I’ve found
a lot of interesting things, Pit-stain, and you’ll find out more on that later.
Right now, I’m going to explain just why I’ve captured you, of course, you
should already know. I have been waiting for this day since that bitch tore off
my wings. I have been waiting to get my hands on you to make her suffer like I
vowed. The only difference is that I’m not going to kill you.” He grinned and
brushed Pit’s bangs out of his face. Pit grimaced at the touch and tried to
recoil but Stagger’s grip tightened. “I have something else in mind but more on
that later. I think it’s time to punish you for that little stunt earlier.”
Stagger grinned and released his hold on Pit. He stood and looked down at the
paralyzed boy. His grin grew wider as Pit glowered at him. “It’s been awhile
since I’ve had any fun. Being a slave does that but thanks to the Underworld
army attacking and killing the slavers, I’m free. I can do what I want and what
a coincidence that you happen to be here.” He grinned wickedly and started to
remove his torso. Pit’s eyes widened immediately which watered Stagger’s grin.
“Do you remember the second day we captured you three years ago? I know I
remember. I’m sure you do too.” He mocked. “I still remember to this day how
good your mouth felt over my cock. To be honest; I’ve missed it. That’s right
Pitty. You’re gonna get a nice taste of me again. You may notice my dick has
gotten bigger but I’m sure a whore like you likes it.”
He flashed his full length in Pit’s face. The angel looked at it in horror as
he recalled the abuse that thing provided to him and now it was worse. It had
grown. Pit’s breathing began to pick up to the point of hyperventilation. This
couldn’t be about to happen! No! No! No! Not again!
Stagger smacked him hard against his cheek to stop him. He yanked out the gag
and pressed his length against Pit’s mouth. However; Pit refused to open it. No
matter how many times Stagger pressed his length against his lips, Pit was NOT
opening. No way in hell did he want to feel that thing suffocate him again!
The man growl in irritation and yanked on the boy’s hair. Pit’s eyes squinted
and tears dwelled from pain as he continued to resist. He kept his screams
inside his throat. There was no way he was going to open his mouth. Stagger
growled again and released his hair then went for Pit’s nose. He pinched his
nostrils, preventing him to breathe. Pit managed to hold his breath for as long
as he could but it wasn’t good enough. He quickly gasped out which was enough
time for Stagger to shove his length in.
Pit squealed as his mouth filled up. He heard Stagger moan which made him sick.
He glowered at him and bit down hard. Stagger screech and removed himself from
Pit. He glanced down at his length and saw teeth marks. He glared at him. Pit
returned the look back, as if telling him deserved that. Stagger snarled and
slammed his face into Pit’s nose. Pit yelped and slammed his head against the
pillar behind him.
“You fucking piece a shit!” Stagger punched him again. This time in the gut.
Pit gasped as the wind was knocked out of him. Before he regained his breath,
the dick was shoved all the way into his mouth. “Bite me again and I’ll gouge
your pretty blue eyes out.”
Pit gasped. He knew Stagger would do it. There was no limit to what this crazed
man would do. He had no problem tearing up his skin three years ago. He would
have no problem taking out his eyes. His gaze fell to the ground and he
reluctantly complied.
The man moaned and rolled his head back as he moved inside the boy. There had
been many nights where he longed for this. To shove his dick down Pit’s throat
again. To feel that warm moist mouth on his dick and the slender slippery
tongue glaze up and down his length. No matter how many times he had gotten
head from the girls at the school, none of them compared to Pit. It wasn’t even
the fact that Pit felt good (even though he did). It was the fact that someone
so innocent; someone he loved to torture had to succumb to him; to feel power
over him. He loved it.
Tears fell from Pit’s eyes as Stagger slid his thick dick in and out of his
mouth. He felt utter repulsion as he licked his shaft. This was the worst thing
to him. He was reliving a nightmare. All the memories of the shed and his
bullies abusing him returned; the fear and despair; the self-loathing; all of
it returned.
Pit knew once Stagger fisted his hair and started to pound rapidly into his
mouth that the man was about to cum. The man slammed into the back of his
throat, hitting his uvula and making him gag. Pit cried out but that only made
the man move faster. He fucked Pit’s mouth violently, bruising the back of his
throat. He made filthy noises and comments as he moved. Tears fell drastically
down Pit’s cheeks from the pain and abuse his mouth was receiving.
Finally, what seemed to be a miracle; he came. He unloaded his length within
Pit’s mouth, letting a loud moan leave his throat. He smiled and opened his
dazed eyes. He glanced down at Pit’s tear-stained face with a grin. He watched
in glee as his cum dripped down the edges of his mouth. He loved the defeated
look that Pit held. Oh, how he’d missed this.
“Swallow it.” He ordered and to his delight Pit obeyed.
Pit was relieved when Stagger pulled his disgusting length out of mouth. He
grimaced at the taste that still dwelled in his mouth and at the pat on his
head he received from his captor. He glanced up and glowered spitefully at him.
“Don’t give me that look. I bet you loved it like the fag you are. I bet you
give Pittoo all the head he wants. You probably worship his dick. You fucking
slut.” He snarled.
The mention of Pittoo stung. It re-opened the tug of pain in his heart. He
guessed that Stagger didn’t know about the betrayal. Not to mention, not once
when they dated did Pittoo force him to do anything. He never mentioned giving
him a blowjob or even having sex. Sure, he could see the lust in his eyes or
the erection showing in his shorts but he never acted on them nor said
anything. All he ever did was show Pit how much he cared for him…and how
perfect he was.
“Now for the second part of your punishment.”
Pit gasped and looked up at Stagger. “I-I thought that was the punishment?”
Stagger laughed as he adjusted himself again. He smirked at Pit’s terrified
face and bent down to untie his restraints. He knew there was no point for them
now that the angel’s body was numb. He wouldn’t be able to escape.
“That wasn’t your punishment. I just missed fucking your sweet hot mouth.” He
laughed as Pit fell to the ground like a doll. He grabbed him by the front of
his chiton and pulled him up to his feet. He grinned at the blood that dried
underneath Pit’s nose.
“This is for earlier.” He punched him in the nose again. Pit cried out and
fresh blood oozed out of his nose.
Stagger punched him again in the nose then threw him onto the floor. Pit cried
out at the pain and impact. The man began kicking violently into Pit’s gut. He
kicked continuously, enjoying the sounds Pit was making. Pit coughed and cried
out as he felt and heard his ribs crack. Stagger slammed his foot into Pit’s
mouth which caused Pit to spit out blood (thankfully not any teeth). He then
grabbed Pit by his ankles and slammed them into the pillar continuously until
finally they broke.
Pit screamed in pure agony as he felt his ankles break. Tears were rushing out
like a waterfall. His whole body was in nothing but sheer pain and all he could
do was take it. He could hear every nerve screaming like it was ripped a part.
He could feel each injury pulsing. He could feel the broken ribs, other broken
bones and internal bleeding. He was actually stunned that he had left his wings
alone. Last time he had Marvs break his wings. Why hadn’t he now?
Stagger laughed cruelly at the broken angel. “I forgot how fun it was to beat
on you. I’d beat you more and as much as I’d love to leave you like this, I
can’t.” He reached into his toga and pulled out a tiny magenta bottle. Pit
recognized it immediately. It was the bottle he had taken to cover up his
beatings from Stagger. “My plans for you demand you to have only a few injuries
showing.”
Pit didn’t understand why he wanted him to take the potion but he did so. He
was in too much pain to deny anything.
When the bottle was finished, Stagger grabbed the ropes from earlier and yanked
Pit up to his feet. Pit cried out as he was forced to stand on his ankles. He
hissed as he was forced to lean against Stagger and press his beaten body into
the other. Stagger pulled down two chains that descended from the ceiling and
bound Pit’s wrists to them, propping him up.
Stagger stepped away and admired the view. His evil grin returned as he took in
Pit. “Get some sleep Pitty. You’ll need it tomorrow.”
He walked away leaving Pit in his agony and tears.
***** Chapter 5 *****
Pit groaned as he awoke the next day. He only managed to pass out due to the
excruciating pain that throbbed through his being. He slowly opened his eyes,
wincing from the pain the slight movement caused. He cried out at the jolt of
pain when he shifted his weight in his legs. He glanced down to see his ankle
bones poking out of his skin. They were definitely broken and they hurt like a
son of a staff. He whimpered and coughed at the pain inside his body. His ribs
were bruised and probably broken. It hurt to breathe. It hurt to move. It hurt
to exist.
“Good you’re awake.” Stagger said as he barged through the front door.
The bright sun from outside temporarily blinded Pit. He winced and turned away
from the harsh light. Stagger grinned at the boy then went back outside to get
something.
Pit glanced back at the door but noticed there was something above it. It was a
strange marking with swirls and circles. Now that Pit was able to see better he
noticed there were multiple markings all over the walls. All different shapes
and sizes. He squinted his eyes and noticed that they were all written in
blood. Pit cringed as he wondered whose it had belonged to.
 Stagger returned with a large crate that also carried the marking over the
door and a few others. He placed the crate down and opened the top. His cruel
brown eyes flashed towards Pit and grinned. Pit’s eyes widened as he realized
what the other was planning; he was going to stuff him in there.
“Ready to go for a ride, Pit-stain?” Stagger sneered.
“What do you mean?” Pit croaked.
“I have a meeting and your presence is required.” He laughed and pulled out a
long piece of clothing.
He walked over to Pit and gagged his mouth. Pit attempted to fight against it
but when he tried he hissed and re-wakened the pain in his body. Stagger
laughed at his attempt then reached up and untied Pit from the hovering chains.
Unable to keep himself up, Pit reluctantly collapsed into Stagger’s hold. The
man forced him on his broken feet causing Pit to cry out against the clothing
and bound his bruised arms behind his back. Next, he picked Pit up and crammed
him inside the crate before locking him inside.
Pit whimpered when he felt the crate moving and then plopped down on something.
There were enough little peep holes in the crate for the angel to peep out of.
He glanced out one and saw he was outside on a carriage. He felt Stagger climb
in the carriage, rocking it with his weight. He heard the man grumble then a
crack of a whip and then they were moving again.
“Sit tight Pitty, it’s going to be a long ride.”
A long ride was right. Pit sat uncomfortably in the crate for what felt like
hours. He shifted his body a few times, whimpering against the pain as he tried
to get as comfortable as possible (which was hard in a confined space). The
crate began to get stuffy and hot, which caused Pit to sweat and dehydrate. He
leaned exhaustedly against one of the walls and peeked out the peephole. There
was absolutely nothing in sight for miles from what he could see. So where
exactly was Stagger planning to take him? He didn’t know but he was too tired
to find out.
He dozed off at some point and was shook awake by the carriage jagging to a
halt. Pit’s body was smacked against the other wall. He hissed at the sting
that surged his body. He leaned back down and peeped out to see part of a
ruined temple. Where the heck was he?
Stagger got out of the carriage, walked to the back and retrieved the crate
that held Pit. He hoisted the heavy crate and turned towards what looked to be
an old abandoned temple. He walked towards it, passing through archways with
skeletons lingering all over and around until he reached stairs that led down
to the earth. He positioned himself to get a better grip on the box then
descended down into the black abyss. He walked carefully into the darkness, not
knowing where he was going but having a good idea where. The stairs seemed to
take him deeper into the ground. He could feel that the temperature dropped. He
heard a few faint dripping sound of water in the distance, indicating that the
ground had expanded and he was now in a cave.
The man walked in the blackness for several minutes, occasionally tripped and
stopped to rest. When he regained some strength, he hoisted the crate back on
his shoulders and continued down. Finally, a purple light came to view. As he
got closer he noticed that it was a purple fire that lit torches on either side
of an eerie archway. He had reached his destination. He walked faster towards
the archway. When he was just outside it, he set Pit’s crate down and took up a
torch and walked into the room before him. There was nothing to be seen except
a long eerie bridge with an empty torch. He walked up to it and lit it with the
purple flame.
“I summon thee, Hades, God of the Underworld!” Stagger called out. His voice
echoed off the large room as the torch’s flame grew and lit up the whole
cavern.
He waited only a few minutes before the giant god showed up in his transparent
form.
“A human has actually called me from this old thing? Oh! It’s been too long!”
Hades said in a dramatic tone. He brought his hand to his forehead for affect.
He pouted and looked down at the beady human. “No one ever wants to talk to
poor Hades.”
Stagger arched a brow at the god, not sure what to make of him. He cleared his
throat and straightened up and gave him a stern look. “I have called you here
because I would like to make a deal with you.”
“Me? Make a deal with a pathetic human?” Hades laughed which bounced off the
cavern walls. “Why would I ever make a deal with a human? All you things are
good for are your souls which I have taken plenty of. What could you possibly
have that I would want to strike a deal? Tell me why I shouldn’t just suck your
soul out of your very skull right this second?”
Stagger ignored the threat and smirked. “I have something you want besides my
soul.”
“Oh and what’s that?”
“I have Palutena’s one weakness.”
The god of the dead arched a brow. His interested peeked. “Oh? And what is
that?”
He turned for the archway and retrieved the crate. He walked up to the flame
for better light then propped up the lid. He reached in and yanked a confused
and terrified Pit half way out of the box.
Hades gasped in glee. “Palutena’s captain! How did you manage to capture him?”
“Let’s just say this isn’t the first time I’ve kidnapped him.” Stagger laughed.
“Pit is Palutena’s weakness. The last time I took him she nearly lost her shit.
Especially when she thought he was dead. You could get her to surrender for the
return of him.”
Hades looked at him curiously. “Tell me human, what is in it for you?”
Stagger plopped Pit back in the box and narrowed his eyes as the rage was
called back into his body from the shit Palutena had done to him. “I want to
see her suffer for what she did to me. I want to see them both suffer! I want
to see Palutena fall!”
“Oh my~. Looks like Pretty Palutena really did something to piss you off.”
Hades chuckled.
“She tore off my wings.”
“Oh? You used to be one of her angels?”
Stagger nodded.
“And now you want revenge! How pleasant! Alright, let’s make a deal then. You
hand over Pit to me and in return I’ll bring down Palutena. Sounds fair.”
Pit mumbled against the gag and shook his head frantically.
“That’s not all.” Stagger said. “Tell her you have Pit and she has four days to
surrender or he dies. Don’t accept her surrender until the fourth day. I want
her to suffer and know that the enemy has her precious Pit. In the meantime, I
will hold Pit. I still have some unfinished business with him. On the fourth
day, I will come and deliver him to you. Deal?”
“I agree to all of that except the last bit. Honestly, I’m a busy god. I don’t
have time for house calls. I’ll have my commander retrieve him instead.”
Pit’s eyes widened.
Stagger’s head tilted to the side. “Your commander? Thanatos?”
“Oh no! Not my Thanny! He’s going to need some rest once Dark Pit retrieves
him.”
“DARK PIT!?” Stagger shrieked. “He’s YOUR commander?”
Hades looked at him confused. “Yeeeeeeeeeeessss~?”
“He’s a traitor! He’s Palutena’s spy! If you tell her, she’ll send him to find
Pit! She played that card last time and she will do it again!”
“Oh, he’s a traitor alright. He betrayed Palutena. He’s killed thousands of
humans and centurions. He has led me to more victories than I could hope for.
Little Pitty there is the one that keeps getting in the way. I trust my
commander.” Hades informed him.
“Well I don’t!” Stagger snarled. “I don’t care if he has killed humans or not!
He can’t be trusted! Did he tell you that he liked Pit? That he and-“
“Oh, he did? He said he never had feelings for the boy. It was Pit that had an
obsession with him. He told me that Pitty had such a huge crush on him that he
even kept a little doll of him under his pillow.” Hades giggled and glanced
over at Pit.
Pit’s cheeks grew red with embarrassment. He bowed his head in humiliation as
the familiar sting of betrayal coursed through him again.
Stagger cast his gaze down and saw the red flare in the captured boy’s cheeks.
Normally he would’ve stride to see the humiliation in his face but something
about it made him angry. He glowered up at the laughing god.
“Look, either you agree to my terms or I walk out of here with Pit!” Stagger
yelled.
Hades let out another chuckle. “Do you really think you have that choice? You
humans are so foolish! You came into my temple and tried to order ME around?
Haha! I could kill you right this second. I could take Pitty with me right now
and leave you looking like a dumbass. Honestly, I would love to see your face.
You have no power here little human.”
Stagger snarled at himself. He couldn’t believe what an idiot he had been. He
thought this plan was fool proof but it wasn’t. He thought he would be able to
have the upper hand on Hades but he was powerless and he hated it. He hated how
powerless he was once again.
“Now, listen to me, human. I am allowing to let you hold Pit and do whatever
you want to him for four days but understand this; I AM sending Dark Pit to
collect him. I’m letting you choose. Either cooperate with me or don’t.”
Stagger grumbled and gritted his teeth. “Fine! I agree to the deal.”
 “Good! Glad we solved that! Now, if you’ll excuse me. I have a call to make.”
Hades smiled widely then vanished.
Stagger growled and looked down at Pit. The boy was looking up at him with
those blue eyes of his. Stagger smacked him, shoved him back inside the box and
sealed him in. He bent down and picked up the box and made his way towards the
exit.
“Oh! And one more thing.”
Stagger glanced over his shoulder to look at the god.
“Don’t even think about going back on the deal. I have a tab on you, so I’ll
know where you are. Ciao~”
Stagger scoffed and shook his head.
That’s what you think.
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“I’m sorry m’lady but we’ve had no luck finding the captain.”
“We can’t find a single trace of him.”
“It’s like he vanished into thin air!”
“Well he hasn’t!” Palutena snapped at the three soldiers before her. “Keep
searching for him!”
“M’lady, if I may?” a squeaky voice interrupted.
Palutena turned to see White-Wing approaching them. She had always welcomed the
council of the flight teacher. He was one of the oldest angels around and very
wise. She trusted him fully.
Her angry features relaxed and nodded towards the old angel.
“Thank you, M’lady.” He cleared his throat and turned his attention to the two
angels and centurion. “These soldiers were fighting all day yesterday and
searching all day today for their captain. I know you are worried sick about
young Pit but at the rate these soldiers are going, they’re going to be too
exhausted to fight or keep searching. They need to rest and they haven’t
received one.”
Palutena looked towards her soldiers and realized what he meant. She had been
so caught up on Pit’s whereabouts that she hadn’t noticed the condition of her
soldiers. They were tired and worn out. They were straining to keep their red
eyes open. Dark bags claimed underneath their lids. Their bodies were covered
in ash and old blood. Their clothes were torn and sweaty. They were an
exhausted mess.
These were her loyal soldiers. They fought hard and shed blood for her. They
were fatigued and stressed yet she demanded more from them. She was being
unfair and she felt guilty.
Palutena sighed and bowed her head in shame. “You’re right, Pricropi. I’ve been
unreasonable.” She glanced up at the three and softly smiled. “Thank you for
what you’ve done for me. You and the others that have fought bravely and
deserve a rest. You’re dismissed.”
The three smiled wearily and bowed before her. They thanked her and left.
Palutena let out another tired sigh and stroked her temples. She was starting
to get out of control and it had only been a day and a half since her power was
cut off and Pit vanished. The stress of that and the war was eatting her alive.
She was already stressed before but now it had worsen with the missing Pit.
“M’lady, we will find him.” Pricropi said as he placed his small hand on her
arm. “I know we will.”
Tears stung behind her eyes. “I had hoped never to feel this again. After I
lost Pit before, it nearly killed me. I thought he was dead. He could be dead
now! I can’t sense him! I can’t sense him again! Just like last time.” Tears
broke out from behind her emerald eyes. Her body began to shake. “I have to
find him!”
The old teacher frowned as he pulled the goddess into a hug. He let her cry on
top of his almost bald head and comforted her. He hated to see his goddess
upset. He knew that she treasured Pit. Most of the other angels were envious of
it but they didn’t see it the way White-Wing saw it. It wasn’t a goddess crying
over a favorite angel. It was a mother crying over her lost son.
“We will find him, Lady Palutena. We did before.” Pricropi said softly. He
glanced up at the goddess. “What about the black bird?”
Palutena shook her head. “I haven’t been able to get ahold of it either.”
Pricropi was the only outsider that knew about Palutena’s plan. He knew about
Pittoo being a spy and he supported it. He knew that if anyone was Palutena’s
best chance at being a spy it was the darker Pit. He was a great actor. He had
been blown away with the performance three years ago at his so-called
“execution”. He had full faith in the boy. The only issue had been convincing
him to do it. It was hard to get that boy to do anything he didn’t want to do
unless it involved Pit.
The flight teacher had observed their relationship after the bullies were
exiled and he grew to love them together. He noticed a big change in both boys.
Dark Pit always waited outside Pit’s classes and escorted the boy to his next
lesson. He had become very protective over Pit and he couldn’t blame him. Dark
Pit no longer exiled himself from the other students. Of course, he didn’t talk
much to them but he seemed to come out of his shell when he was around Pit.
There were rare moments when Pittoo would actually smile or laugh at something
the younger said. Those moments always made the teacher grin. To finally see
Pittoo lower his guard and let someone in. Someone who needed a friend. Pit was
still a little shaken after the first few months but once he knew Pittoo was
always there for him, he started to return to normal. He had friends again and
everyone was nice to him but he noticed he was happiest when he was around
Pittoo. Dark Pit was exactly what Pit needed and vice versa. Pricropi soon
found himself becoming a fanboy of the two. He had always liked both boys but
when he saw the gleam in their eyes as they looked at each other he couldn’t
help but beam. He loved seeing them together and seeing them smiling.
“It hasn’t said anything? No wind change?”
Palutena shook her head. “No. Nothing.”
“It must be under watch then. It would’ve contacted you if it could.”
“I think you’re right. I knew the plan changed when I saw that serpent but it’s
been a day and a half and still nothing. Something might’ve happened to it
too.”
Pricropi opened his mouth to reassure the goddess when a centurion came running
towards them.
“Lady Palutena! Lady Palutena!”
Palutena turned towards the centurion with hopeful eyes. Had they found him?
Did they find Pit? “Did you find him?”
The centurion shook his head. “I’m sorry m’lady but no. It’s Hades.”
Both the goddess and the elderly angel glanced at each other then back at the
centurion.
“Hades? What about him?”
“He wishes to speak with you from your fountain.”
Palutena said nothing as she and Pricropi rushed to her temple. They ran
through the gleaming hallways and passed by hundreds of doors until they
reached the giant one that led to her throne room. The two barged in, finding a
few number of centurions standing around the fountain, looking into it. When
the door burst open they gasped and turned towards her. She ignored them and
ran to her fountain. She peered in and found the God of the Underworld smirking
at her.
“Well, hello Pretty Palutena. Long time, no see~” Hades greeted cheerfully.
Palutena narrowed her eyes at him. “What is it you want, Hades? If you’re here
to ask me to surrender again, the answer is no!”
“Oh? I think you will change your mind with what I have here.” Hades laughed
and turned away to pick up something. He grinned at her and wiggled something
in his giant hand. She squinted her eyes to see better in the water and gasped
at what she saw: Pit.
“Pit!!” She nearly screamed.
The bounded boy looked up and mumbled something against his gag. She couldn’t
make out what he said but she could see the fear gleaming in his eyes.
“That’s right Pretty Palutena. I have your little captain here~.” Hades
laughed.
“Let him go Hades!” Palutena demanded.
“Oh, I don’t think so.” Hades laughed again. “I finally know how to bring you
down and it’s this worthless little angel here. He means the world to you
doesn’t he?” Hades pinched Pit’s face causing the boy to squeak. “And it’s
because of that that he is your downfall. Surrender and I will free the boy. If
you don’t…well, let’s say I’ll enjoy his tasty soul for supper.” He looked at
Palutena firmly. “You have four days, Palutena. I’d say surrender now, but I
want to enjoy you suffering without your little errand boy. Ciao~”
Palutena fell to her knees and began to weep. Pricropi ran to her side and
tried to comfort her but he knew it was no use. He knew she was conflicted
about the whole thing. She loved her people dearly and cared for the humans.
She didn’t want them to suffer. She didn’t want to hand them over to Hades but
Pit was her son. He was what she treasured most in the world. And indeed he was
her downfall.
Their only hope was contacting Dark Pit.
***** Chapter 6 *****
Chapter Notes
     This is where things begin to get bad...and creepy.
Stagger stormed into his abandoned home and threw the box with his prisoner in
it onto the ground. He ignored the whimper that came from inside. He stomped
over to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of wine. He brought the bottle to his
lips and gulped down the bitter liquid.
He couldn’t believe this. Everything was going according to plan. He captured
Pit. He made a deal with Hades. Palutena was going to suffer and he was going
to torture the fuck out of Pit. In four days Palutena would surrender and he
would grin in triumphant when she fell. Everything was perfect except for one
minor detail. One thing that could ruin this all. Dark Pit.
He didn’t trust him at all. He didn’t believe that the dark angel had betrayed
Palutena. Actually, he could believe that. Dark Pit never really showed much
interest in the goddess. It was the betrayal of Pit he didn’t believe. He still
remembered the day at the execution. He remembered the rage that burned in his
red eyes when he started beating up Stagger for declaring revenge. The hatred
that nearly consumed them was too strong to have ever been an act. Not to
mention, the way he had wrapped his arms protectively around Pit after the boy
had calmed him down.
Hades may have believed that he had betrayed Palutena. But he was 100% certain
that Pittoo was a spy for her and for this reason. Incase her precious Pit was
captured again.
Stagger chugged the rest of the wine and threw the bottle across the room,
shattering it into pieces. He returned to the kitchen and retrieved another
bottle.
Pit listened from inside the crate as the man mumbled to himself and threw what
sounded like glass across the room. He closed his eyes and blocked out the
sound. He tried to think about what was going to happen now.
Hades had informed Lady Palutena of Pit’s capture. He could still hear her cry
his name as his bound figure was held to taunt her. Hades’ deal still rang in
his ears. Pit didn’t want her to surrender herself for his sake. There was all
of Skyworld and the humans she had to watch over. He wasn’t worth it. Despite
that he was back in the clutches of his former bully, he would rather stay and
endure everything again instead of her surrendering to Hades. There was too
much to lose and little to gain.
The lid for the crate was thrown off and Pit yelped against his gag as he was
yanked out of it by his hair. Stagger threw him onto the floor than kicked the
crate away. The man narrowed his eyes and bent down to look into Pit’s face.
“If you think anyone is going to find you, you’re wrong.” The man breathed into
his face. Pit made a face at the smell of alcohol. Stagger smacked his cheek
then walked over towards the door and started to draw a symbol on it. “Fuckin’
Hades thinks he can find me, he’s wrong.” He finished the symbol and pressed
his hand into the middle of it. The marking flashed to life then faded.
“There.”
The man chugged his second bottle of wine. He looked over at Pit and threw it
at the pillar above his head. The bottle shattered against it. Little glass
shards swiped across the boy’s skin.
Stagger turned and looked at the boy. He gave him a toothy grin and stumbled
towards him. “No bo’ey gonna find you now. Not Hades. Not Palutena. Not Pittoo.
I mark’d the wall good. No gods can sense this place.” He stammered. He was
already drunk.
“’Member when I last had yea? ‘Member when I said there was a marking on that
shed? I found books down here ‘bout them. All these-“ He pointed to the
thousands of markings painted on the walls. “-are like those. No one is gonna
find you. Not even Hades now. He’s not gonna send that ‘traitor’ here.”
Stagger stumbled back into the kitchen and grabbed a third bottle. He walked
towards Pit and leaned against the pillar and sipped the wine.
“He’s so stupid. He actually believes Pittoo is on his side? I know he ain’t.
And no way am I gonna give you to him. I caught you. I keep you. Finders are
keepers and losers are Reapers.”
He bent down and caressed Pit’s face. The boy recoiled from his touch and
narrowed his eyes at him.
Stagger glowered and grabbed Pit’s chin. He forced the boy closer to him. Pit’s
blue eyes flared with defiance and hatred but the drunken man didn’t see. He
was taking in Pit’s face. The boy had grown since he last saw him. His soft
smooth skin with small cuts. He still had dried blood under his nose and a
black eye. His eyes were a gorgeous blue color. Like the ocean and the sky
mixed together to form a new kind of blue. He had long thick lashes that framed
them perfectly.
The man moved to untie the gag. When he did, he gawked at his mouth. His lips
soft looking and luscious. He wanted to bite into those lips and make them
bleed.
“Wha-what are you doing?” Pit leaned away from the man.
“You have pretty lips.” Stagger laughed and rubbed a thumb over his lips. “I
wanna bite them.”
He leaned to do just that but Pit bit down hard on his thumb. Stagger yelped
and yanked his thumb out of the boy’s mouth. He glanced down and found blood
oozing out of the teeth marks. He snarled at the boy. He reached for a shard of
glass and swiped it across the boy’s cheek then jabbed it into his arm.
Pit cried out in pain while Stagger laughed. The man took advantage of the
boy’s distraction and covered his mouth with his own. He grabbed the bottom lip
and bit down hard enough to break the skin.
Stagger laughed as he watched the small tears dwell in Pit’s eyes. “You’re so
easy to hurt. I forgot how much I liked it.” The drunken man glanced down at
his thumb and frowned. “You’re a lot more defiant than last time. I don’t like
it.”
“And I don’t like being your prisoner!” Pit snapped.
Stagger laughed and withdrew the shard from the boy’s arm. He smiled and
inserted his finger inside the injury. Pit hissed and whimpered.
“S-stop!”
“You don’t order me around!” Stagger snapped and dug deeper into his wound.
Pit bit his already bleeding lip. Tears spilling faster down his cheeks.
“Please stop!” Pit pleaded.
To his surprise the man did. Pit looked up and gasped when Stagger leaned
closer. He leaned back until his head hit the pillar.
“You sure are pretty when you cry.” The man laughed.
Pit’s eyes widened in confusion. “Wh-what?”
“I always liked that about you. Always so pretty when you’re hurt.” Stagger
drunkly laughed and caressed Pit’s cheeks with his bloody finger.
Stagger laughed at Pit’s reaction and took another swig of his wine. He looked
at his bottle then grinned. He hovered it over Pit’s wound and splashed it on
it. Pit cried out as he felt the alcohol sting and burn. He felt like a fire
had lit inside his skin and fanned the flame.
 Stagger laughed at the boy in pain. He gripped Pit’s face harshly, forcing his
mouth to remain open then splashed the bitter liquid down his throat. Pit
choked and spit it out. Stagger snarled and gripped Pit’s mouth roughly and
forced it back down.
“You better fuckin’ drink it all.” He growled and practically shoved the bottle
down his throat.
Pit tried to drink it as quickly as he could. He felt like he couldn’t breathe.
The wine was filling up his mouth too rapidly. The taste was bitter and
unsatisfying in every way. He choked on it a few times and some of the wine
dripped down the sides of his mouth.
Stagger finally withdrew the bottle from Pit’s mouth and took a huge swig
himself. He laughed as he drank the last of it then shattered the bottle above
Pit’s head.
Pit cringed as the shards fell onto him again. He felt his hair being ruffled
and slowly looked up to see Stagger stroking him like a dog. Pit glared and
shrugged away.
“Don’t touch me like I’m your dog!”
Stagger frowned. “Well you are. You’re my little bitch, Pitty.” His frown
flipped into a smile. “Would you like me to demonstrate to you? I’m sure you’d
love it. Since yer a fag.”
Pit’s eyes widened. No! He couldn’t mean-
Stagger reached for another large shard and used it to cut off Pit’s clothes.
Pit shrieked and squirmed. He tried to ignore the pain that resurfaced and
attempted get away but Stagger grabbed him by his broken ankles and pulled him
back to him. The man ripped Pit’s chiton into shreds, tossed his scarf and
ripped apart his undershirt and shorts. He grinned when he looked down at the
naked boy.
“It’s been so long.” The man mumbled as he tore off his own clothes. “I still
remember the day I first fucked yea.” He forced Pit’s legs open.
“G-get off me! D-don’t touch me!” Pit screeched.
No! No! No! Not this again! Please no!!
“I can’t tell yea how many times I’ve thought about that day.” Stagger slurred
and dragged Pit’s body down to the ground and dragged it over the shards. He
reached for his own manhood and started to stroke himself as he looked down at
Pit. “I’ve jacked off to that memory so many times I forgot.”
Pit looked at the man horrified. Stagger actually got off on raping him?
“I used ter think you were a waste of breath but man, you felt so good Pitty.
If you still feel as good as you did then, I might not let you go.”
“Stagger please! Don’t do this to me again!” Pit begged.
Stagger laughed and closed his eyes. His hand picked up the pace as he felt
himself about to come. He groaned and aimed his cock at Pit, getting his cum
all over the boy. He grinned and opened his eyes and peered at the boy. The
fear that dwelled in those blues were beautiful.
“Let’s take a ride down memory lane, Pitty.” Stagger laughed and positioned
himself.
“Stagger please! Don’t!” Pit cried and begged.
The man laughed and forced himself into the boy. Pit cried out in sheer agony
as he was being penetrated. He felt his insides on fire as they were torn
apart. It hurt far worse than it ever had before. Last time, Stagger had
stretched him out. This time it was a full penetration. Stagger made sure he
was all the way inside of Pit before he stopped. He only stopped momentarily to
look at the boy underneath him. He grinned at the contorted face then he
started to pound into him.
Pit cried and screamed as he felt the man thrust into him. His body was forced
to move against the hard floor and scrape over all the broken pieces of glass.
“Ung, Pit, You feel so fucking good~” Stagger moaned.
Pit wanted to throw up hearing those words. He tried to fight the man off but
he just ended up hurting himself. He felt the glass underneath him rip into his
skin. He was actually grateful for the glass. It provided a distraction from
what was happening to him.
“I bet you’re such a fuckin’ whore up there, huh?” Stagger laughed as his pace
began to pick up. “Everyone just wants to fuck you hard ‘cause you feel good. I
bet you love it don’t you? You love being fucked like this.” His grip on Pit’s
hips dug deeper into the skin. “You’re such a fag. I bet you let Pittoo fuck
you good. You’ve always been a whore for him. Anything he wants he gets, right?
I bet you loved him fucking you. You loved his cock inside you.”
“He’s never touched me!” Pit snarled. “He’s never done anything to me like you
have!”
Stagger laughed. “He ‘betrayed’ you didn’t he? Besides he probably didn’t
wanted sloppy seconds. That’s what you are. My leftovers. No one wants a meal
someone else has taken a bite out of.”
Pit opened his mouth to retort but then it hit him. What if Stagger was right?
Pittoo never made any motion to do anything to him but what if it was because
Stagger had already? Pit had never wanted to endure this again and he thought
that was why Pittoo never said anything. But what if it was true? What if it
was really because Pit was Stagger’s sloppy seconds? Maybe that was why he left
him because Pit had been raped by three other guys. Who would want him after
that? He was just garbage now.
 The thought made his heart crumble. Tears dripped down his face more from
heartache than pain. He turned his head to the side and stopped resisting.
Maybe he deserved this. Maybe if he had let Pittoo touch him and do this to him
he wouldn’t have left and betrayed him.
Stagger noticed the boy had grown quiet. He preferred to hear his noises but he
didn’t care at the moment. Pit felt too good to him. He felt better than he had
last time. His ass was warm and tight. With each hard thrust into the angel, it
let out endorphins he had never experienced before. He was in a whole different
bliss. He felt so high. He had never felt so good before.
His pounding increased as he moved deeper into the boy. He moaned loudly as a
he was intoxicated with ecstasy. He felt so fucking good. He had to get deeper.
He had to feel every inch of the beautiful creature below him. He managed to
get the boy to squeak a few times but it wasn’t good enough. He needed to hear
him cry out. He grabbed a shard of glass, cutting himself in the process and
began to slice up the boy’s arms. Pit cried out to Stagger’s pleasure. Hearing
him cry out was the cherry on top of the cake. He’d pound and sliced. Pound and
sliced. Earning glorious cries. It wasn’t too long before the man came into the
boy.
Pit cried out as his insides were filled more so. Tears fell from his eyes as
he laid motionless. He closed his eyes and tried to will the pain inside and
outside his body away. The man above him did nothing but pant and laugh.
Stagger looked down at the boy below. He never realized until now just how
beautiful the boy truly was. He had grown in many ways. Puberty had hit him
perfectly. His muscles were toned. His face was still boyish but beautiful
nonetheless.
Maybe it was because the man was drunk and horny but he realized now. Pit was
too beautiful of a creature to give to the Underworld.
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Dark Pit groaned as he dragged his body out of the ocean. His body was soaked
and sore. He threw Thanatos onto the sand before he placed his hands on his
knees and panted. He had spent the past two days swimming to the water god’s
domain to save the useless god of death. Why did Hades demand he save such a
useless person? He didn’t really care at the moment. He was too tired to care.
He just wanted to rest but he knew he had to report in to Hades and then
Palutena. The goddess was probably wondering where he went and what happened.
“Alright Hades.” Pittoo panted. “I saved Thanatos.”
“Oh Thanny-poo are you alright?” Hades asked.
“I’m alright, Lord Hades!” The annoying god replied.
“Goodness Dark Pit, what took you so long?” Hades asked.
Pittoo scowled and looked up into the air. “Oh, I only had to find a way to
breathe underwater then swim all the way to the bottom of the ocean and fight
my way through the water god’s temple!” He snapped. “No thanks to you!”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know I had to hold your hand and baby you through
everything.” Retorted the sassy god.
Dark Pit growled in annoyance.
“Anyways, I have some news for you!” The god said happily
Dark Pit arched a brow and stood up straight. “What is it?”
Before the dark angel knew it, he was summoned to his war room with the
annoying god of death. Hades’ transparent form stood before them both with a
huge grin. The god walked over to Thanatos and looked him over. The two
exchanged into a quick conversation about what had happened with Poseidon.
Thanatos explained that the water god was pissed about them messing with his
ocean. It had nothing to do with the war with Palutena.
Dark Pit watched the two in annoyance. “I thought you brought me here for some
news? If you two are going to catch up then I’m going to sleep.”
Hades looked over at Pittoo like he forgot he was there. “Oh~ that’s right.”
Hades glanced at Thanatos. “Thanny-poo, why don’t you go and rest up.”
“Yes sir, Hades sir!” Thanatos saluted and walked out of the room.
Hades turned to Dark Pit with a wide grin. “So guess what happened while you
were away?”
“Judging by that freaky smile, I’m assuming our plan worked?” Dark Pit asked in
a dull tone masking the fear he felt. He hoped that their plan hadn’t worked.
“Well, uh no. Palutena’s pup took down Hewdraw.”
Pittoo mentally smiled to himself. He knew his boy could do it.
“Then what happened?”
“It seems we had a little miracle~”
“Is that so?”
“Yep! Our plans to take down Palutena are set! In four days the goddess will be
forced to surrender!”
“And why is that?” Dark Pit didn’t like where this was going.
“Because her little captain was captured!”
Dark Pit’s heart dropped into his stomach. His blood froze. His being became
numb. He was grateful he masked his horror from the god.
“What? How did you manage that?”
“You’ll never believe it but a human actually summoned me at my old temple and
made a deal with me.”
“A human?”
“I know right? Who would’ve thought? Apparently he wanted to get his revenge on
Palutena.”
Dark Pit couldn’t mask the realization that hit him. There was only one human
that would ever try to capture Pit and use him to take down Palutena. There was
one human that would do anything to make them both suffer.
“Stagger.” Dark Pit gritted his teeth with a snarl.
“Apparently he used to be one of Palutena’s angels.” Hades continued as if
Pittoo never said anything. “But whatever. His deal was that I get Palutena to
surrender in four days while he holds Pit hostage. Then on the fourth day he
brings the little captain to me. Of course, I’m such a busy guy. I told him I
would just send you to get him.”
“What did he say to that?”
“He got mad.” Hades laughed. “He said I shouldn’t trust you. He said that you
still had a thing for Pit and would betray me. I was like ‘oh, hell naw. My
commander wouldn’t do that to me.’ He got mad and actually tried to threaten
ME! Apparently he forgot who he was dealing with.” Hades shrugged. “I made him
change his mind. He agreed once I said I could rip his soul form his body and
take Pit without his deal. So in four days, you go and retrieve the boy.”
“Hades…” Dark Pit was doing everything he could to contain the rage that boiled
inside him. “You honestly believe that that fu-er-human is going to just hand
Pit over to me? He’s not going to surrender Pit now that he knows I work for
you. You should’ve killed him when you had the chance!” Pittoo yelled.
“Oh~ you really don’t like him?”
“No. I don’t.”
“Is it because you did in fact have a crush on Pit?” Hades arched a brow and
studied his commander.
Dark Pit wanted to curse for his mask falling off. He couldn’t risk any
thoughts to process through his mind at that moment. He knew Hades was
believing whatever Stagger had said to him.
“I told you before. Pit had the crush on me. I don’t like the guy because he
tried to frame me. He almost got me killed for kidnapping Pit.” Well, it was
the truth.
Hades studied him for a moment before he decided to believe him. “Well, I guess
I wouldn’t like the guy who tried to get me killed either.”
“Hades, tell me where he is now. You can’t trust this guy. Let me go retrieve
Pit now and we can hold him in the cells.”
“You really don’t trust the human, do you?” Hades looked at his commander
seriously.
Dark Pit shook his head. “No fucking way. He may have intended to give you Pit
before but now he won’t. He’s going to keep Pit hostage until he thinks of a
new way to bring down Palutena.”
“Well I’m not going to have that! If I don’t have that little angel then I’ll
look bad! And this is the easiest way to bring that goddess down. Luckily, I
have a tab on the little-Hm?”
“What is it?” Dark Pit tried to hide the urgency in his voice.
“I had a tab on him yesterday. Now I can’t sense him. It’s like, he fell off
the face of the earth.”
“He did it again!” Dark Pit barred his teeth. “He hid himself. Just like last
time.”
“Well this is no good! That little shit of a human!” Hades growled. He looked
at his commander sternly. “Forget whatever duties you have. I’m making it your
personal mission to track that human down and retrieve my ransom! Do whatever
you want to the human but capture Pit!”
Dark Pit nodded. “I will sir! I will find him!”
*
“Palutena!” Dark Pit called out in his subconscious. He looked everywhere in
the courtyard for the goddess. He had to tell her! “PALUTENA!!”
“Pittoo? Pittoo!” Palutena returned the call.
The dark angel saw the goddess running into view.
“Pittoo! There you are! I’ve been-“
“Pit’s been captured by Stagger!” Dark Pit interrupted her.
Palutena froze at what he said. “What?”
“Stagger captured Pit again! He went to Hades and-“
“He’s the one that captured Pit!? Oh no! No! No! No!” Palutena looked at Pittoo
horrified. “I never thought he would actually return! I-“ She looked at Dark
Pit sternly. “Pittoo, you haveto get him back!”
“I will! Hades had made it my mission to retrieve him. He had a tab on Stagger
but then he said he can’t sense him anymore.”
“Just like last time! I don’t know how he has managed to do that again but this
will end once and for all! Pittoo, please find Pit! Stagger is going to be
worse with Pit now more than he ever.”
“What do you mean?” Pittoo asked, horrified.
“The essence in angels is like a pheromone to humans. They become addicted to
the angel. They start becoming obsessed with the angel’s beauty and something
in the essence drives them lustfully insane. If Stagger has Pit…”
Dark Pit’s face grew dark. His body began to shake and he felt a rage volcano
erupt inside of him. The thought of that monster touching HIS Pit, torturing
HIS boy made him black with furry.
“HE BETTER NOT HAVE! I’M GOING TO RIP HIS LIMBS APART AND GOUGE OUT HIS EYES!
I’M GOING TO RIP HIS SKIN OFF HIS FLESH AND LIGHT HIM ON FIRE!” Dark Pit
roared.
“Pittoo, you do whatever you want to that scum of a human.” Palutena said
darkly. “Find Pit, Pittoo. Find him and your service for me will no longer be
needed. You can come home.”
Dark Pit nodded. “I will find Pit and I willkill Stagger. I swear this.”
***** Chapter 7 *****
Chapter Notes
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Pit awoke with his body erupting in pain. He slowly lifted his lids and found
himself back in the chains. His arms were hoisted up in shackles, holding his
body up. He glanced down at his naked figure and found finger-shaped bruises on
his hips. Long ugly scars tainted all over his chest and arms. Dried blood and
cum clung to his inner thighs. Pit bit his lip and held back the tears that
began to dwell from the memory of last night.
He had relived his nightmare from three years ago. Only this time it was worse.
Sure, it wasn’t three guys raping him over and over but it was the one guy he
feared that raped him relentlessly. Stagger didn’t stop after the first time.
He didn’t stop after the 5th time. He didn’t stop until the dawn started to
rise. All night Pit had screamed and cried out as he was raped. He begged and
pleaded for the man to stop but he never did. His captor simply laughed at him
and turned him over and raped him in a new position.
Pit had never felt so humiliated. He had never felt so worthless. Over and over
again the man would tell him such horrible, ugly things.
“You’re such a good whore, Pit.”
“You’re making so much noise. I knew you loved having my cock inside you.”
“Did you miss this Pitty? I know fags like you like to fuck like this.”
“You’re practically scarfing my dick. You fucking slut.”
“I knew you liked my dick inside you. You keep coming. You fucking whore.”
“I bet if Pittoo had a taste of you he wouldn’t have walked out on you. He’s
really missing out.”
“You’re worthless shit. No one is ever going to want you after I’m through with
you. You’re so ugly yet so beautiful.”
“When I’m done with you, you’re going to submit to me.”
Pit blinked away the tears that slid down his cheeks. He felt so used. So
pathetic. He remembered the last time he was raped. He felt horrible but this
time, he felt worthless. He felt like his spirit had been crushed. He felt
broken.
The hot tears escalated faster down his cheeks. He hated what he had been
reduced to. He hated feeling like this. He closed his eyes and searched inside
his mind for something happy.
Pit sighed as he walked towards the brick wall in the school courtyard. He
received a note from an older girl in class. The note said he wasn’t good
enough to be with Pittoo. He was a flightless loser who could never hope to
gain anything with Pittoo.
 It had been a month after the incident with Stagger and the others. Things had
gone back to normal except for the fact that no one bullied him. After what
happened to their fellow classmates, no one wanted that fate. But that didn’t
mean they enjoyed what was happening. Since Pit returned, Dark Pit had stayed
close to him. He kept an eye out for anyone who wished to hurt him. He held his
hand and walked him to class. Gave him little kisses before they separated.
Pittoo was always around him and most of his fans didn’t like it. Especially
the girls.
“What’s with the face?” Dark Pit asked as he approached the other.
Pit looked up and gave him a shrug. “It’s nothing.”
“It’s not nothing. It’s something.” He cupped Pit’s chin and lifted it gently
up. Sad blue met concerned red. “What happened?”
Pit shook his head. “Nothing happened.”
“You’re not a good liar. Who did it?”
Pit sighed and looked away. Dark Pit frowned and crossed his arms. He studied
the other and tried to figure out what happened. He noticed a crumbled piece of
paper in the boy’s hand. He quickly snatched it from Pit before the other could
react.
“Pittoo!”
Dark Pit ignored him and read the note. He glanced up at Pit. “Who wrote this?”
“Some girl in my class.” Pit peeked through his lashes at the other. “She likes
you.” He looked away. “She’s pretty.”
“No she isn’t.”
“You don’t even know who she is.”
“I really don’t give a shit. According to this note, she’s ugly.”
“It doesn’t even say what she looks like in it.” Pit sighed. “She’s better than
me anyways. She can fly. She’s pretty.” Tears started to dwell. “She didn’t
have three guys-“
“Stop right there.” Pittoo snarled. He grabbed Pit’s face and held it in both
hands. Pit peered up with those big wet blue eyes of his. “I don’t give a fuck
if she’s pretty or if she can fly. It wasn’t your fault what happened. You hear
me? You did nothing wrong. It was my fault. If they hadn’t noticed my interest
in you.” He closed his eyes. “If I had protected you, it wouldn’t have
happened.”
“Is that why you’re with me? Because you feel sorry for what happened to me?”
Dark Pit’s eyes snapped open. He looked at the other in shock. “Absolutely not!
I’m with you because I want to be. I’m with you because I’ve been searching for
a purpose in my life and I found it.”
Dark Pit grabbed Pit’s hand and pulled him into his chest. Pit looked at him in
shock as the older boy spun him around then dipped him towards the ground and
pressed his lips against the other’s. Pittoo pulled away from the kiss to look
into the gleaming blue eyes. “You are the purpose of my life, Pit.”
Pit opened his eyes from the relived memory. He had hoped the memory would’ve
made him happy but it did the opposite. He was crying harder and his heart was
sore. The memory used to make him happy but not anymore. It just destroyed his
heart.
“So you’re awake.” Stagger’s voice pulled him from his heartache. He saw the
monster come into view from the kitchen. He held a tray in his hand with water
and some mushy looking food. “Last night was fun, wasn’t it?”
Pit didn’t even give him the satisfaction of looking at him.
“Don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy it. You loved my cock in your ass.”
Pit said nothing. He glowered with disgust at the monster before him.
“So you’re gonna be like that then huh? I thought I’d be nice and give you some
food but I changed my mind.” Stagger snarled. He smashed the food in Pit’s face
then splashed the water. “You ungrateful whore.”
Stagger grabbed the boy’s member and squeezed. Pit cried out at the roughness.
The man grinned as he enjoyed seeing the boy in pain. Pit shut his eyes and
turned his head to the side, exposing his neck. Stagger was suddenly drawn to
the exposed skin. He had an unknown desire to sink his teeth into the boy’s
flesh. He acted on that desire. Pit cried out as he felt the teeth break
through his skin. The more the boy screamed the harder he bit. He pulled away
from the boy’s neck and looked down at the giant bite mark with blood oozing
out. He grinned and lapped his tongue over the mark.
“Gods, Pit. You’re intoxicating.” He moaned and squeezed Pit’s member again,
earning a squeak.
“Please-“ Pit’s voice was dead even to his own ears. “-just stop.”
“And why would I do that? There’s something about you that makes me crazy. You
make me so fucking horny and I don’t even know why.”
Pit’s eyes widened at that. He looked up at the man with the hatred. “So you
get off on hurting and raping me?”
“Damn right I do. I know you enjoy it too. You come all the fucking time. I
told you three years ago that it’s not rape if you want it. And you, my little
slut, want it.”
“No I don’t!” Pit snapped. “I don’t want you raping me! I don’t get off on
anything you do to me!”
“But you would if it was Pittoo, wouldn’t you?” Stagger’s face grew dark. He
didn’t even know why he was getting angry. He felt something in him that could
only be described as jealousy. He was jealous? Of the thought of Pittoo fucking
Pit? Why? He never even had a reason to be jealous but the more he thought
about it, the more he realized that he didn’t like the idea of the other boy
touching Pit. He felt an unknown possessiveness over the angel. He never felt
this before. Why now? He really didn’t care at the moment. All he knew was he
was indeed jealous of Pittoo. “You’d love him to fuck you wouldn’t you?”
Pit turned away, hiding his blushing face. He had thought about it a few times.
He wondered if it would have been different with Pittoo. He never wanted to act
on it but he always wondered if it would be different with someone he cared
for.
“No.” Pit answered honestly.
“You fucking liar!” Stagger snarled. He reached for Pit’s shackles and released
their hold on the boy. Pit fell into Stagger’s clutches. The man took him to
the small bedroom and tossed him on the sad excuse of a bed. He fought against
the boy and tied his wrists together then to the bed frame. He began to remove
his clothes. “I know you wish it was him instead of me fucking you!”
“I don’t!” Pit insisted. He glanced over his shoulder at the man. Pit felt a
wave of defiance wash over him. “But I wish he was here with me despite that he
betrayed me!”
“Oh but I thought you hated anyone who betrayed your precious Palutena?”
Stagger snarled.
“I can’t ever forgive you for what you did to me and her! And I won’t ever
forgive him for betraying us either and breaking my heart but I would still
rather have him here than you! You’re nothing but a monster!”
Stagger roared in jealous rage. He grabbed a fist full of Pit’s hair and
slammed his face into the hard wall. He repeated it again and again until blood
was dripping down Pit’s face and nose. He wasted no time and fully inserted
himself into Pit. Once again the man tore straight through the boy’s ass. He
dug his nails into the boy’s ass and pounded him. He made sure that each thrust
endorsed pain towards the boy. He grinned when Pit screamed. He made sure that
with each thrust, Pit screamed at a higher note.
“A monster am I? I’m going to make you see what a monster I can be! I’m going
to tear your ass apart. I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t ever be able to
sit again. Not like you ever will! I’ve decided not to hand you over to Hades.
Fuck him and his empowerment! Fuck Palutena too! Fuck them all!” Stagger
screeched as he thrust rapidly into the angel. “I’m going to keep you. You’re
going to stay here with me forever. No one will find you! Not with all the
markings I have up here! You’ll be mine and mine alone!”
Pit closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on something, anything to distract
the unbearable pain. His lower back hadn’t even had time to heal. He could feel
the blood dripping down his inner thighs once again. Stagger’s movements were
sharper than they were last night, or rather a few hours ago. He honestly
couldn’t believe his tormentor still had so much stamina left.
He hated this. He hated what was happening to him. Why was fate so cruel to
him? What had he done to deserve this? Was this to be his life now? To be a
prisoner and raped by his former bully that was now acting possessive over him?
At least being handed over to the Underworld Army he wouldn’t be raped. He was
sure to be tortured but he would rather have that than this. Anything was
better than this. Pittoo being the one to torture him was better than this. Now
he feared this was going to be his life now. He knew Lady Palutena was at least
sending troops out to find him. He hoped, oh did he hope, that they would find
him but it was hard to hope when there was so much despair pulling him down.
The pain in his lower body called him back from his thoughts. The man above him
was raping him so fast he moved the boy and bed together like an earthquake was
happening. The tremor of pain filled every nerve in his body. He wanted to be
gone. He wanted to disappear. He wanted this all to stop! He felt like dying.
Why couldn’t this tormenting stop?
Stagger’s movements became constant. The hungry monster of lust began to flow
through his blood stream. The naked bound boy writhing underneath him fueled
the lust. The man leaned down and bit into a hunk of flesh. Pit cried out with
each bite pierced into him. He squealed especially loud when the man bit into
his abused ass. Stagger laughed menacingly and picked up in his movements. The
lust monster began to fan the flame in his lower stomach. He knew he was going
to come.
 “Now say my name!”
“What?” Pit cried out.
Stagger harshly slammed into him. His nails penetrated the skin. “Say it, you
fucking whore!”
“No!”
Another slam.
“If you don’t say my name, I’m going to whip you!”
“No!”
Stagger groaned as he came inside the boy. He waited a second to ride out his
orgasm before he removed himself from Pit. He reached for the boy’s hair and
dragged him out of the room by it. Pit wailed and cried out but Stagger didn’t
care. He was pissed. He had to teach Pit a lesson.
He hung Pit back up to the chains and faced him towards the pillar. Stagger
returned to the room to retrieve a whip. He stomped back and wasted no time. He
cracked the whip against the boy’s back. A red slash instantly appeared.
Pit bit his already bleeding lip as the man whipped him. He cried out as the
skin opened up on his back. His body was becoming numb as he felt nothing but
pain. He didn’t seem to have any more sensations. They had all been taken over
by agony.
Pit lifted up his head when the whipping stopped abruptly. He watched from the
corner of his eye as stagger walked away. Was that it? Was he done torturing
him?
His answer was no. Stagger returned with a bottle of wine. He looked at the
boy’s back and smiled at all the bloody gashes that covered it. He grinned
cruelly while he opened the bottle of wine and poured it down Pit’s freshly cut
back. Pit screamed at the top of his lungs as he felt his back on fire. The
pain was so excruciating that the boy ended up passing out from it.
Stagger watched as the boy went limp. He stopped wasting the wine on him and
drank the rest of it. He threw the bottle to the other side of the room. He
returned his attention on Pit’s unconscious form before him. Bitter red wine
mixed with the thick ruby life liquid blanketed his whole back. The man placed
his hand on the center of it, hearing a small whimper from the fainted teen. He
grinned and mixed the two reds together. He heard another whimper from the boy
but he ignored it. He brought the red to his lips and licked it. He moaned as
he licked his hands of the copper taste mixed with wine.
He didn’t know why he was so obsessed with everything about this boy. He used
to think of him as a worthless angel. A useless existence. He felt the same
when he kidnapped and raped him three years ago but now it was different. Sure,
he wanted to make him and Palutena suffer for what they did to him but now he
didn’t want to let this angel go. He wanted to keep him all to himself. He
didn’t want to hand this gorgeous creature over to the Underworld. He
definitely didn’t want to hand him over to Pittoo. He didn’t care if Pit still
wasn’t over the darker angel. Pit was HIS now. He was going to keep him a
prisoner forever.
Stagger took a step back and realized what he was saying. Why was he so
obsessed with Pit? Why was he so drawn to this boy that he was actually LICKING
up his blood like a leech? Why did he want to tie him up and fuck him in every
way possible? Why was he so attracted to this beautiful creature? He had NEVER
felt this way towards the boy. Was it different now that he was human? Was it
because Pit was older? What was it? He didn’t know but he was going to find
out.
He turned towards the books on the other side of the room but as he walked away
from the angel he felt that lustful lure again. The boy was totally vulnerable.
Stagger grinned and walked back towards the boy.
“I’ll figure it out later.” He laughed to himself and began to fuck Pit’s
unconscious form.
Chapter End Notes
     Stagger is really gross. I'm sorry.
***** Chapter 8 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Pit groaned as he slowly started coming to. Once again pain thrived through his
entire body. It seemed to be something that happened every time he awoke. He
slowly glanced down at his body and saw the horrific amount of bruises and bite
marks that claimed him. He hadn’t remembered there being so much before! Had
Stagger used him as a punching bag while he was unconscious? He didn’t know. He
couldn’t separate new injuries from old. Everywhere hurt. His throat was dry
from screaming and lack of water. His stomach shrieked for something to be in
it. He hadn’t realized how hungry he was until now. He had been too distracted
by the pain to notice.
He licked his chapped swollen lips. He sighed and glanced down to the ground to
realize that he was sitting on the floor with a tray of mushy food and water.
Pit glanced around the empty room in confusion. Did Stagger leave this for him?
The angel realized that his arms were no longer bound together. Instead there
was a metal collar wrapped around his neck which was chained to the pillar
above him. If he wasn’t in so much pain and wasn’t starving he would attempt to
escape.
The angel glanced down at the food and water beside him. He wondered if it was
poisoned or drugged or not. He sighed and reached for the water. He gulped down
the surprisingly refreshing water, not caring if it was poisoned or not. If it
was drugged or poisoned, he really didn’t care anymore. He really just wanted
something in his stomach. When he finished the water, he reached for the mushy
food and slurped it down. It was bland and tasteless but it was something to
quiet his stomach. That’s all that mattered in the end.
Pit sighed in silent satisfaction as his stomach was filled. The bland food was
much better than what Stagger had “fed” him three years ago. He cringed at that
memory. Pit let out another sigh and yawned as he was overwhelmed with an
unknown weariness. He seemed to do nothing but sleep nowadays. Sleep and get
raped. At least now that he was on the ground he could sleep better. He glanced
around his surroundings and to his surprise he found a small pillow and blanket
next to him. Again, the angel scanned the room. Had Stagger left these things
for him? Why? What was his captor planning? The angel didn’t know but he was
too exhausted to really care at the moment. He knew it wasn’t going to be good
so he might as well get some decent sleep. He reached for the items then slowly
and carefully sprawled out on the ground. He bit his blood-stained lips as he
accidentally moved his broken ankles. He cried out but endured the pain until
he was in a comfortable sleeping position. He placed the blanket over his lower
stomach then rested his head on the pillow. He let out another yawn then fell
into the spell of sleep.
*
Stagger walked into the shack, books under one arm and a few bottles of wine in
the other. As soon as he stepped into the house, he closed the door and locked
it behind. He turned his attention to his captive on the floor. He had found
the pillow and blanket he had left for him. The man glanced to the tray he left
and found that it was empty. He was actually surprised the angel had consumed
it. He was probably too hungry and thirsty to really care if it was from his
captor.
The man set down his books and wine and walked over towards the boy. He
crouched down next to his sleeping form and caressed the boy’s bruises. His
fingers trailed up to his neck and traced his jawline. He stroked the side of
the boy’s cheek and watched him sleep. Even asleep the angel was a sight. He
looked so innocent, so at peace. He brushed the boy’s bangs from his eyes,
seeing the damage goods on his face. He still had a lot of dried blood on his
skin. He had a black eye, cuts and bruises on his cheeks. His nose even looked
a little broken but he was still so so beautiful.
Stagger had to tear himself away from the boy. He was starting to feel that
obsessive crave towards him again. Now wasn’t the time to fuck him. He needed
to figure out why he craved Pit. Why he was so obsessive over him.
He pulled away from the boy and retrieved his books and wine. He sat down for a
moment and looked over at the boy. He wanted so badly to take him now. He was
so vulnerable. Not to mention seeing him with that collar wrapped around his
neck was giving him a hard on. He watched the angel whimper and then move
slightly in his sleep. He watched the way his chest moved up and down. He knew
he was in a deep sleep just by the way he was breathing. He watched as Pit
smacked his swollen lips together, wanting so badly to have those lips around
his length.
Stagger couldn’t take it anymore. He dropped the books and wine for a second
and whipped out his cock. He gawked at the sleeping angel and pumped his hard
on. He couldn’t help or stop the craving inside him. The boy was just too
gorgeous. Too pure. Even in his sleep. Stagger wanted nothing more than to
shove his dick in the boy’s lips and feel that hot mouth. He wanted to feel the
moist cavern and have the boy lick his whole length. Stagger drooled at that
image and pumped himself faster. He thought about gagging the angel, binding
him to the bed and fucking him like there’s no tomorrow. Oh, how he wanted to
do everything to him.
The man noticed the boy’s shorts were still on the ground. He reached for them
and inhaled the spot where Pit’s genitals touched. He moaned and pumped faster.
He took another deep inhale then glanced at the boy. He let out a loud groan as
he climaxed into his hand. He grabbed the boy’s shorts and wiped himself off
with them. He looked down at the white liquid and shook his head.
“What is happening to me? I can’t even last an hour without doing something
that involves him.” Stagger glanced at his books then at the boy. “I need to
get to the bottom of this.”
The man grabbed the books and wine and went into his room to read.
*
Pit yawned and groaned as he was pulled from the world of sleep. He opened his
tired eyes to find himself wrapped in chains on the ground. He tried to sit up
but found that he couldn’t. He was strapped down to the floor. He glanced
around him and saw strange markings surrounding him.
What is all this?Pit wondered. It probably isn’t going to be good. Whatever it
is.
“Glad to see you’re finally awake.” Stagger snapped.
Pit looked around and found the man slouched over a table with books everywhere
and a bottle of wine in his hand.
That’s never good.
“You’ve been asleep all fuckin’ day.” The man took a sip of his wine then shook
his head and glowered at the boy. “You little shit. You knew about this didn’t
you?”
Pit gazed at the man in bewilderment. “What’re you talking about?” Pit’s voice
was cracked and hoarse. It hurt his throat to talk.
“Oh, now you’re gonna play dumb? It’s too late for that.” Stagger shook his
head. “This whole time you’ve been messing with me. You wanted this to happen.
You fucking whore!”
“I wanted what to happen?” Pit retorted. “You to rape me non-stop? Because I
don’t! I’ve never wanted you to even touch me!”
“You fucking liar!” Stagger threw the bottle at the boy. “You did this to me!
You bewitched me! You seduced me!”
Pit looked at him absolutely appalled. He thought he was actually trying to
SEDUCE him?! “You’re insane! I didn’t seduce you! I don’t even want to seduce
you! I want nothing to do with you! You’re crazy if you think that’s what I’m
doing!”
Stagger laughed a low and dangerous laugh. He shook his head and pointed at the
open book before him. “Not according to this~”
“What’re you talking about?”
“There’s a reason Palutena keeps angels away from humans. Angels give off a
pheromone that drives humans crazy with lust and obsession.” He glowered at Pit
and laughed insanely. “That’s what you’ve been doing to me. You’ve been driving
me insane with that fuckin pheromone. You really are nothing but a whore. You
have been wanting me to fuck you. You’ve been begging for my cock.”
Pit couldn’t comprehend what was going on. Angels gave off a pheromone to
humans? That would explain why Stagger was acting differently than he was three
years ago. He is a human now.
The angel gasped as the man approached him and lifted him up to eye-level. Dark
brown eyes bore into the terrified blue. The man stroked the side of the boy’s
face in a possessive manner. Pit cringed and recoiled away. Stagger gripped his
face then smashed their lips together. Pit’s eyes widened in absolute horror as
he felt his rapist kissing him. Stagger moaned and licked his tongue against
the angel’s lips. Pit opened his mouth only to chomp down on the man’s tongue.
The man yelped and recoiled away.
“You little shit!” He narrowed his eyes at the boy then slapped him across the
face. He dropped him down to the floor and walked back to his books. “I’ve had
it with you and your seducing ways! You want me to submit to you? You think
that just because you are immortal that you’re better than me? That you can
make me do what you want me to?! No way! I’m going to fix this! If I’m going to
keep you here then it’s going to be YOU obsessed with me!” Stagger laughed.
“It’ll be nice to see you acting like this. Begging to have my cock. I’ll keep
you on a leash and have you sit by my feet like a loyal bitch. I’m going to
make you my own personal sex-slave.”
“And how are you going to do that?” Pit challenged him “There is no way I would
EVER do any of that to you! And there is no way you can make me!”
Stagger leered over at him with a smirk. “Oh? Do you really doubt that I can’t?
I told you the day I first brought you that I found some interesting things,
like how to hide from a god’s sense. I found a way to make myself an angel
again.”
Pit looked at him in shock. “What? How?”
“In these old books of course. I have been searching for a way to become an
angel again for three years. It’s been difficult of course. I searched through
all my ‘master’s’ library and any archives I could get ahold of and I found
nothing until today.” Stagger pointed back down at the book.  “I found a ritual
that allows a human to become an angel. It’s defined as an ‘angel-made’ angel.”
Pit gasped and his eyes widened. Stagger took it as fear but it was really in
shock. It was the ritual his teacher, Mr. White-Wing, had mentioned over a year
ago.
“However; records say that the ritual only works on baby humans. They’ve tried
it on adult males and none have work. Actually, none of the babies survived
either except for one but it doesn’t say what happened to the brat. It probably
died. But whatever. I’m going to show these statistics its wrong! I am going to
be the first successful adult ‘angel-made’ angel! I have all the ingredients I
need.” He turned and looked at Pit with a vicious grin. “And that’s you.”
Pit gasped in horror. “M-me?”
“Yes. All I need is angel essence and bird wings but I think angel wings will
do perfectly.”
Stagger stood up and walked around the circle of markings that surrounded Pit.
He began to chant in an unknown language. Pit gasped and saw the markings
around him began to glow.
“S-stagger stop!” He panicked. “It’s not going to work!”
“Oh yes it is Pit-stain!” The markings began to gleam brighter.
“No it’s not!” Pit glanced around frantically.
“And why’s that? You think you-“
“Because I’m the surviving angel-made angel!” He shrieked.
Stagger stopped chanting. The marks began to dim as he looked at the bound boy.
“What? I don’t believe you!”
“It’s true.” Pit sighed and looked down at the ground. The familiar sting of
pain and disappointment crept up on him as he recalled what his teacher had
told him. “Mr. White-Wing told me. My parents or whoever did the ritual on me
used chicken wings. That’s why I can’t fly.”
Stagger’s eyes widened as he took in the boy’s words. He studied the boy for a
moment to see whether or not he was tricking him to stop. He took in the boy’s
sad stature and knew he wasn’t lying. For as long as the former bully had known
him, Pit had always wanted to fly. Heck, that was how he was easy to kidnap the
first time. Stagger actually had to escort him to the shed where he imprisoned
him.
The longer the tormentor thought about it, the more it made sense. There had
been no record of what happened to the surviving baby. Chickens can’t fly. Pit
is the only angel in Skyworld that can’t fly. It all made sense. That meant
that the ritual wouldn’t work then. You can’t be an angel-made angel off
another angel-made angel. Especially one that can’t fly.
He was stuck a human then. Forced to be obsessed over the flightless angel he
used to bully. Sure, he could hand him over to Hades and be free of the
pheromone but he knew he wouldn’t be able to. He had reached the point where he
couldn’t part from Pit even if he wanted to. Not to mention, he did enjoy
having power over him. He felt like a god with the boy around. He finally had
power over someone. He held someone’s life and fate in his hands and he enjoyed
it.
“I’d call you a liar for trying to save your skin but it makes sense.” Stagger
told him “Why else wouldn’t you be able to fly?” Stagger growled and gritted
his teeth. His brown eyes cast down at the boy bound in the ritual circle.
“Once again you have gotten in the way of my plans. Once again you have
prevented me from getting what I wanted! First, as Palutena’s champion and now
this! It’s time you got the punishment you deserve!”
Pit watched in fear as the man stormed over to his books and frantically zipped
through the pages of one. His skimmed through the sentences before he let out a
”Aha!”. His eyes flashed over to Pit’s with pure evil oozing out. He strolled
over to Pit and towered over the boy, enjoying the sight of those blue eyes
looking up at him. He licked his lips in glee as he soaked in the fear that
glistening brightly in them. He hovered over the angel and plucked a feather
from his wings. Pit gasped and he withdrew from the man as he inched closer to
him. Stagger trailed the edge of the feather up and down Pit’s jawline. Pit
shuddered at the feeling and looked away. The man trailed the feather up the
boy’s face then along his swollen plump lips.
“What’s the point of wings on an angel if he can’t fly?” Stagger laughed.
Pit’s eyes widened. “S-stagger! What’re you-“
His sentence was cut as he screamed in pain. Stagger began chanting the unknown
language again but this time he felt his back burn. He shut his eyes as he felt
excruciating pain wash over him. It was a pain he had never felt before. It was
a mix of hot venom coursing through his veins on his back. He felt a thousand
needles stabbing through his skin up to the point where his wings connected to
his spine. Then, he felt a boiling hot flame engulf his wings. Tears were
falling like raindrops as these pains mixed together into one. He didn’t know
what was going on or what was happening to him. He bit his lip and glanced over
his back. He let out an ear shattering scream as he saw a huge hideous red fire
consuming his wings. He tried to move, to roll onto the ground and put out the
fire but the chains were constricting him. All he could do was sit there and
scream in unbearable agony as the flames ate his wings up.
Stagger watched with a cruel and venomous smile. He felt absolute bliss as he
watched the flames eat up the angel’s useless wings. Honestly, Pit deserved it.
He deserved to have those joke of a wings burnt off. There was absolutely no
point in him having them.
“You weren’t fooling anyone with those useless wings. I did everyone a favor.
You never should’ve been an angel and now you never will, not a real one
anyways. You may still have your essence but no matter what you won’t have
those wings back ever again. I used a magical fire to prevent them to ever be
restored. This is how you were meant to be. Now you really are the runt of the
angels.”
 
Minutes passed before the flame diminished. Pit sat there shaking and heavily
breathing. His eyes were wide as tears fell freely down his face and onto the
puddle below. The flame may have gone out but he still felt the fire scorching
his back. He didn’t move for several minutes. He continued to sit there in
absolute shock. He finally found the nerve to glance over his shoulder.
He wished he never looked. He felt a part of himself die worse than any of the
times he had been raped. A part of his soul was gone. A part of himself was
destroyed. He was incomplete. He was an angel with no wings. If it wasn’t for
the essence inside him, he wouldn’t even consider himself an angel. He didn’t
feel like one.
There was nothing but two burnt and bleeding stems poking out from his back.
Chapter End Notes
     I probably won't be uploading for awhile. We lost a lot of people at
     work so my hours have been picking up. I only have a day off every
     week now and I'm just too tired to write. Hopefully my work will hire
     more peeps soon so I won't be so tired and I can continue to write.
***** Chapter 9 *****
Pain. That is what his life had come to now. His life circled around it. Ever
since he was eleven. It’s been nothing but pain. Pain from being bullied. Pain
for being excluded from the others. Pain from being unwanted. Pain for being
raped and tortured. Pain from heartbreak. Pain for reliving his nightmare. Pain
for losing his wings.
What had he done to deserve so much of it? All he had ever been was kind and
caring to all.
He tried so hard to swim through the hate and despair. He tried to cling onto
the thin thread of hope. But the more it washed over him, the more it dragged
him down until he could barely hold onto that line.
The hope that someone would find him. He knew, without a doubt, that Lady
Palutena had sent her troops out to recover him. But the more he thought about
it, the more he fell into despair.
Who was going to find him? How was someone going to find him? Stagger had
hidden him away in a house that no god could detect. They were in the middle of
nowhere. Who and how would anyone find him? That’s just it. No one would find
him.
He felt this familiar pain before. The pain of being unfound; being lost. When
Stagger had stolen him three years ago he felt this same pain. This emptiness;
this despair. He didn’t think he would ever be found. Until the boy he had
crushed on for years found him. It was like a fairytale. His knight in shining
armor unlocked the door to his prison and rescued him.
It wouldn’t happen this time. His knight betrayed him. His knight left him. His
knight wouldn’t save him even though he wished he did. He found him through
impossible ways once. That miracle wouldn’t happen again.
As much as it pained him to think; His knight was the enemy now.
Another pain.
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Dark Pit grumbled as he flew into the next town. It was the town he was
supposed to go before the idiot god of death screwed everything. He had been
searching for Pit for 3 days now. The deadline was almost up and he had yet to
find any clues to where Pit might’ve been taken. He had searched all over the
place but hadn’t found anything. Of course, it was hard to find anything in the
town. It had been the center of a battle. The buildings and homes were either
burned down into rubble or standing ruins. It was a mess everywhere so it made
it hard to find anything.
He walked among the ruined street and ignored the eyes on him. They weren’t the
usual loathing glares he got when he entered human towns. Those humans knew who
he was. They knew he was responsible for the destruction of their homes. These
humans just looked at him in curiosity before they continued to clean up and
repair the town. It wasn’t until he was walking deeper into the town that he
realized there were centurions flying around and helping the humans.
“If they see me then they could ruin everything.” Dark Pit said to himself. He
ducked inside a ruined home just as a few angels flew by. “I’m going to have to
conceal myself. Just like old times.”
He groaned as he recalled the last time he had to do the same thing. It was
three years ago after Pit went missing. Everyone thought he was dead and a
rumor started that Pittoo had been the one to kill him. He was locked in the
dungeon and sentenced to death. He spoke to Palutena and told her he wouldn’t
ever do that to his younger doppelganger. He even put his life on the line and
offered to find him and if he didn’t then he would allow her to kill him. She
believed him and agreed but he had to keep himself hidden. No one was supposed
to know he was on the prowl.
 Dark Pit glanced around the abandoned home for any type of clothing to conceal
himself. He walked into one of the rooms and found a long tattered black cloak.
He reached down and swiped off some of the dust and house remains. He held the
cloak up for examination. It may have once been a rich satin cloak but not it
was nothing but rags trying to stay together through loose threads. It was good
enough for the dark angel. He needed something that would make him blend in.
He tucked his wings in and slipped the cloak on. It was longer than he thought.
It almost dragged to the ground. It was nice and loose. His wings blended in
nicely so no one would suspect he even had them. It was perfect. He pulled the
hood over his head and slipped out of the house.
He continued his search down the road, now being ignored by every creature. He
walked up towards the lake in the back of the town. It had been the only place
left he hadn’t searched. He ran all the way towards his destination. He
should’ve searched the lake first. It was the location where Palutena’s power
was cut off and Pit disappeared. He wasn’t able to as it was contaminated with
angels and centurions. They were all probably looking for Pit as well. Now that
Palutena had managed to get them out of the way and help the humans rebuild the
town, Pittoo was able to access it.
He ran pass the archway and into the area where the battle had taken place. He
glanced around the clearing and found the serpent’s body still in the lake.
“Looks like no one has gotten around to getting Hewdraw out of the water.” He
mumbled to himself.
He walked over to the edge of the water and looked at the serpent’s corpse. His
red eyes skimmed over the three heads that stuck out of the water. The stench
of the rotting corpse was overwhelming and he quickly covered his nose.
 
“You stupid creature.” He retorted and shook his head again.
His gaze fell to the water where he looked at his reflection. He sighed and
began to turn away when something caught his eye. He crouched down and reached
into the water.
“What the-?” He pulled out the item and gasped.
It was Palutena’s bow. The weapon Pit always favored over all weapons and used
for every battle.
Dark Pit gripped the weapon and stood up. He glanced around the area, looking
for any other clue. He walked over to the spot where Palutena said Pit stood
before she was cut off. He crouched down again and squinted his eyes. He found
small droplets of blood.
Pittoo smiled to himself. He was finally finding clues! He glanced up and
scanned the area around him. He was looking for a way that Stagger could’ve
hidden himself before he kidnapped Pit. Unfortunately, there was nothing but
the back of burnt buildings all around the area. The only place Stagger
could’ve hidden was in the shadows of the archway.
He hastily got up and ran towards the archway. He scanned the ground looking
for any clue that gave away Stagger’s presence. He growled when he found none
and straightened up. His eyes immediately snagged something on the wall. He
walked over to it and saw the strange symbol on it.
“How did I not notice this before?” he growled. He placed his hand on the wall
and trailed over the marking. “I’ve never seen anything like this before. This
must’ve been how he cut off Palutena’s power.”
Dark Pit groaned and leaned his head against the wall. He sighed and shut his
eyes.
 “Ugh, where could he have taken him?”
Dark Pit felt someone tugging on his cloak then heard a small “Es-sus me”.
He opened his eyes and glanced down to see a little girl with pigtails in her
hair. Pittoo arched a brow at her.
“What do you want?” he snapped.
“What’re you doin’ over here? Giagiásays no one is ‘upposed to be here.”
“And why’s that?”
The girl shrugged. “I don’t know.”
Dark Pit sighed in irritation and shook his head. He didn’t have time for this.
“Hey! You look like mister angel man. Do you know him?” She asked.
Dark Pit blinked at her. He realized that his hood had fallen off. He pushed
himself off the wall and knelt down so he was eye-level with the girl. He
looked deeply into her soft jade colored eyes.
“I do. How do you know him?” He asked her gently.
“He saved me.”
Dark Pit mentally rolled his eyes. Of course Pit would save this tiny human.
“Listen, little girl-“
“-My name is Aleksandrya.”
“Okay, Aleksandrya-“ Dark Pit took a deep breath to calm himself. Now wasn’t
the time for him to be irritated with this human girl. If he knew anything
about kids it was not to be mean to them. If you’re nice to them then they will
be nice to you…usually. “-have you seen him or anyone with him? It’s really
important that you tell me.”
The little girl nodded. “Yeah! I saw some man dressed like you carry him away.
I told Pappoús but he said it was just a man helping a hurt solider of
Palutena’s!”
“Did you see where he carried him away?” There was urgency in Pittoo’s voice.
“Is he in trouble?”
Dark Pit nodded. “Yes, Aleksandrya. He’s in big trouble. The man that carried
him away is a bad man.”
Aleksandrya gasped. “Oh no!”
“Please, you have to tell me where you saw the man. Help me save Pi-er-Angel
man, like he saved you.”
Aleksandrya nodded in determination. She grabbed Pittoo’s hand and pulled him
after her. She led him half-way down the path he had taken previously and
pointed to a particular spot.
“I saw him put mister angel man in a barrel in the back of his wagon there.”
She tugged on Pittoo’s hand again and led him down the path out of the town.
“He went that way.”
Aleksandrya tugged on Pittoo’s hand and looked up at him with worried jade
eyes. “Please save mister angel man!”
Dark Pit nodded. “I promise I will. Thank you, Aleksandrya.” He gave her a soft
smile.
He let go of her hand and ran down the path she had pointed.
When he was out of the town, he pulled back the cloak up and opened his big
black wings. He raised his wings up and took to the sky. Once he was up, he
began scanning the area. There was nothing around the town except desert. Hot
everlasting desert with a few patches of oasis here and there.
Stagger would have to have hidden him close to either an oasis or the town. He
could be in plain sight and just have those markings to prevent the gods from
finding him.Dark Pit thought.
Pittoo flew around the premises for over an hour searching for anything
unusual. Unfortunately, he didn’t find anything. Nothing strange or out of the
ordinary. He growled in irritation. He had to find Pit. Stagger had always been
cruel to Pit. If that pheromone has kicked in who knows what would happen to
him. Much to Pittoo’s dismay, he knew three things were certain. 1) Pit was
being raped 2) He was being tortured and 3) Pit’s very life was at stake. With
those three in his head, his desperation grew.
The sky above grew dark and rain started to descend. He was able to fly in the
rain for a little while but then it started to pick up. Dark Pit could no
longer be airborne. As he aimed towards the ground he noticed a little shack
off a small oasis. His heartbeat picked up as he flew towards it. Could that be
it? Could that be where his Pit was?
He wasted no time.
He dove towards the house and landed just a few feet away. He saw what a beat
up piece of shit it was and knew immediately he found the right place. This
house was in the exact same condition as the shack he found Pit in before.
He ran towards the shack, about ready to break down the door when he skidded to
a stop. There was a possibility that this wasn’t the place. There could be
refugees in there. If he was wrong he didn’t want scare them shitless. He
balled his hand into a fist and knocked on the door.
He heard a soft gasp inside the house. He pressed his ear against the door and
listened carefully.
He heard a man speak inside. He didn’t know what he was saying but he was
talking to someone else. That made Dark Pit knock louder and harder. He knew
someone was in there and there was a big possibility that it was Stagger and
Pit.
Dark Pit growled and began pounding on the door persistently. He was going to
make whoever was in there come out once and for all! He heard the man again
tell someone something. Dark Pit stopped knocking and waited for the door to
open.
“I hope you have a good reason for waking me up!” The man yelled on the other
side of the door before he unlocked it.
Dark Pit’s eyes widened when he saw the man before him. It was indeed Stagger
except he was MUCH older than Pittoo thought he would be. He looked like he was
middle aged! He was almost completely unrecognizable except for his sand-blonde
hair and the cruel brown eyes.
“Well, what the hell do you want?” He snapped. “I don’t care if it’s raining.
I’m not gonna let you in.”
Rage began to course throughout his veins like hot lava as he looked into those
cruel eyes. The wrath of what this monster of a man did to his Pit three years
ago and now, elevated. The agony Pit had and WILL suffer because of him sparked
inside him. His blood had been replaced with enraged magma. His body was the
volcano. And his fury erupted.
Dark Pit slammed his fist into the mouth of Stagger. The human flew back onto
the floor and cried out as the dark angel attacked him.
“What the fuck!? Who even are you!?” Stagger snarled back as he tried to defend
himself.
Dark Pit slammed his foot into the man’s gut sending him flying to the other
side of the room and collapsed over crates. He walked up to the man and removed
his hood to reveal a face fueled by rage.
“Dark Pit” Stagger gasped in terror. He had been found out by none other than
the darker Pit and he could see the wrath that glistened in those eyes. “How
did you-“
“Did you think you could hide from me? That no one would come looking for you?
Well guess what, Stagger-“ Dark Pit’s voice was low and deadly. He took slow
and steady steps towards the fallen human. His body trembling in a boiled
frenzy. “-I found you. And I’m here to take back what rightfully belongs to
me.”
Stagger narrowed his eyes spitefully as he spit out some blood from his mouth.
He gripped the wall and slowly scaled up as he challenged the dark angel. “I
knew it all along. You really can’t be trusted. If you think I’m gonna let you
just take Pit away from me like before, you’ve got another thing coming!”
Stagger grinned revealing blood-stained teeth. “You see, I’ve been having so
much fun with him. He really is a good little whore. He’s such a great piece of
meat to fuck. He loves the feeling of my dick inside him! He screams for it!
You may have been too much of a pussy to take a bite out of that ass but not
me! I’m keeping him and I’m not going down without a fight! If you want him,
you’ll have to kill me for him!”
Dark Pit cracked a vicious smile. A dark chuckle escaped his throat and out of
his mouth into a loud laugh. “I’ve been waiting for three years for this
chance.” His voice was low and dripping with vengence.
When he glanced back at Stagger, the human’s eyes widened. Dark Pit’s face was
black with fury. His red eyes were glowing with bloodlust. This was the side of
Pittoo he had never seen before. It was truly his dark side. He knew now what
he had just done. The reason why Pittoo’s name was Dark Pit wasn’t just because
of his darker looks from Pit. It was because he was the angel of death.
“And I will make sure no one stops me from killing you this time!”
Stagger had no time to react as the angel of death sprang on him with inhumane
speed. Pittoo pulled out a weapon from underneath his cloak and sliced off one
of Stagger’s arms. The human screamed out in pain. Blood splashed on both
creatures as the rampaging angel attacked the human. Stagger managed to dodge
out of another attack. He rolled away from Pittoo and threw a wine bottle at
his head. The glass broke and shards of glass slashed open the upper side of
his head. Blood trickled down the side of his face like a ruby waterfall but he
didn’t even notice it. He was too focused on attacking his prey. He lurched
towards the human and landed on him. He slammed his fists into the man’s face
repeatedly. He broke the man’s nose and knocked out some of his teeth. Stagger
tried to fight him off but he couldn’t with just one arm. And not to mention,
the angel of death was fueled with hatred, wrath and bloodlust. There wasn’t a
force on earth that could aid him from Pittoo now.
Dark Pit’s knuckles were bleeding and he ceased to punch the human in the face
anymore. Instead, he brought out Pit’s weapon and sliced off the human’s other
arm. Stagger gargled a scream as he felt his flesh ripped apart. Pittoo didn’t
stop there. Oh no. He broke off the bow into duel blades and slowly injected
the sharp ends of the blades into the human’s legs. He slowly sliced through
the flesh, making sure the monster of a human felt ever nerve scream out. Blood
oozed out of each laceration as he sliced deeper in until he hit the bone. When
he did, he pulled the blades back then chomped down hard and cut off both legs.
Stagger screamed louder than he had before. Blood sprayed out of his mouth as
he howled out the agony.
Pittoo stood up straight and glowered down at the pathetic human form below. He
soaked in the pain and misery flaring from Stagger. Dark Pit watched him for a
few minutes then decided that that was enough for now. He had more pain to
inflict on the human and he wasn’t about to leave this house until he knew for
certain that Stagger was dead. But right now, he had to find his Pit.
He glanced around the mess of a room and saw no signs of his boy. His eyes
caught sight of the walls around him and he took notice of the markings drawn
on them.
This is how he was unable to be detected by the gods. Pittoo thought.
He turned around and saw a doorway to his right. He walked towards it, stepping
on the screaming human and poked his head in.
It was as if time had stopped.
As soon as he looked into the room, he saw Pit. His eye sight went into tunnel
vision. He was blinded by everything happening to Pit for just that moment. The
sight of those wide surprised blue eyes as they found his red ones. Fear was
leaking out of them but hope and longing gleamed brightly. He trotted over to
him in a daze and yanked the gag out of his mouth. Before the boy could say
anything, Dark Pit brought his bloodied hands to Pit’s bruised cheeks and
kissed those lips he had missed for so long. He let out a long moan as he
pressed harder into Pit.
Pit squeaked at the pain still coursing through his face. His heart did several
leaps as he felt Pittoo’s perfect lips on him. He wanted so badly to get lost
in the happiness that was stirring inside him but something was holding him
back. There was a glass case preventing that happiness from escaping. He
couldn’t allow it to because this was wrong despite that it felt so right.
Pittoo was a traitor. He was the enemy. As happy as he was to see him, he was
angry at him. How dare he kiss him like this! How dare he think he can take
advantage of him! The anger inside him began to bubble and he bit down into
Pittoo’s lip.
Pittoo hissed and retracted from the boy. He looked down at him and saw anger
had taken over his eyes. Dark Pit had forgotten that Pit still hated him. That
he still saw him as the enemy.
He let out a sad sigh and pulled away. It was then that his tunnel vision
expanded and he realized Pit’s situation and condition.
“What has he done to you?” Dark Pit mumbled to himself as he overlooked Pit.
All over his boy’s body was nothing but bruises, bite marks, gashes of all
sizes. His legs were bound to each other as the end of a broom was shoved up
his ass. Dark Pit growled and immediately discarded the thing, earning a squeak
from the boy. He retrieved his blades and cut the weak chains on his legs and
noticed his swollen broken ankles. He undid the collar which freed Pit’s
wrists.
 Pit wasted no time slapping Pittoo across the face. Dark Pit did nothing. He
allowed it. Pit had every reason to hate him.
“Don’t think that you can come here and just kiss me like that!” Pit whispered
harshly. His throat was dry and stung from the screaming. “I’ve had enough of
everyone taking advantage of me.”
Pittoo said nothing. The pain in Pit’s words stabbed him. He hadn’t mean to
make it seem like that’s what he was doing. He was just so happy to see his boy
that he forgot everything that had happened between them.
Dark Pit glanced at him then realized something. He gasped and gently sat Pit
up and examined his back.
“They’re gone...”He said in disbelief.
Tears fell from Pit’s eyes at the memory of his burned wings as well as the
sharp pain in his back. He narrowed his eyes and looked away. “Like you care.”
Again Pit’s words stung him. He ignored the pain in his heart and removed the
bloodied cloak. He moved to place it over Pit when the angel recoiled away.
“Don’t touch me! Don’t even try to show me that you care! I know you don’t and
I’m not going to be another prisoner.”
“So you plan to stay here and rot away?” Dark Pit snapped in annoyance. He
understood Pit’s anger but the boy was in critical condition. The sooner he got
Pit out of here, the sooner he could be taken care of.
“I’d rather die than have you take me to Hades. You already nearly killed me
once.”
“I didn’t want to! I never wanted to!” Dark Pit snarled in frustration. He had
to take deep breaths to calm himself down. He ignored Pit’s confused gaze.
“Just put the cloak on before I make you do it. I’m kind of in a bit of a
hurry.”
Pit glowered but obeyed. He slowly covered the soaked cloak over his naked
form. He whimpered at the cold touch and hissed at the pain aching through his
being. Tears spilled as the cloak touched his broken wings.
The sight pained Dark Pit. He hated seeing all the agony and torment Pit had
gone through. Anger flared up in him as he recalled the man who had hurt his
Pit was still in the other room. He reached for his weapons and stomped out of
the room.
He leered over the man trying to move and shook his head.
“You are pathetic.” Dark Pit snapped. “You said before that Pit screamed to
have your dick inside him, right?” He leaned down, uncovered the man’s length
and sliced off his dick. Stagger screamed at the top of his lungs. “Now there’s
no dick.”
“YOUSONOFA-“
Dark Pit pierced his fingers into the man’s eye sockets and gouged them out.
Stagger’s scream intensified.
“You will never set your eyes on him again! The last thing you will ever see is
the look on my face when I took your eyes, just like you took my Pit. I guess
you could say an eye for an eye.”
Stagger couldn’t even respond. He was so engrossed with the pain of his dick
and eyes ripped off.
“I’ve been waiting for the perfect way to kill you. And this is how it’s going
to be.” Dark Pit inserted the blade into Stagger’s lung, puncturing it. “For
all the pain you have caused everyone, especially Pit, you’re going to suffer a
slow death.”
Dark Pit left the gurgling man and entered the room with Pit in it. The boy had
the black cloak on and tears were streaming down his eyes as he eavesdropped on
the conversation. Pittoo walked over to him and gently scooped him up in his
arms. Pit didn’t have the strength to fight him off. He allowed those strong
arms he longed for to hold him and take him out of this place of misery.
When they walked out of the room, Pit saw all the blood and mess in the main
room. He glanced down and nearly puked at the sight before him. The sight of
his captor who no longer had eyes in his sockets, had no limbs and was coughing
up blood as he frantically gasped for air. Pittoo had done this. He did it for
him.
Dark Pit reached for the door handle and glanced back at the man slowly dying
on the floor. He held Pit tightly and walked out of Pit’s prison.
As soon as he stepped out, Hades immediately contacted him.
“Oh good, you found him! I knew I could count on you, my trustworthy
commander!”
“Hey Hades” Dark Pit grinned.
“Yes~?”
“Fuck you!” He glanced up at the rainy sky. “Palutena, I’ve got him!”
Pit gasped the same time Hades yelled “WHAT!?”
A beam of light hovered over the angels and they were gone within a flash.
***** Chapter 10 *****
Chapter Notes
     They actually gave me two days off this week :O! I can update again!
     Weeeeee!
Pit blinked and rubbed his black eyes as he tried to comprehend what the heck
just happened. One minute he was tied up and being raped by Stagger then the
next he hears Stagger being attacked by some unknown person. The unknown person
turns out to be Dark Pit, who enters the room and just like before, it was
something out of a fairytale. He saw him bound and he just walked up to him and
kissed him. Those lips had never felt so sweet yet so bitter. Half of him was
relieved to see him while the other half was angry. He was glad to be saved but
he didn’t want to be another prisoner but as soon as they left his prison, Dark
Pit called for Lady Palutena and here they were. In Skyworld. He was so
confused.
Dark Pit glanced around the empty temple and walked to the center of the room
where the fountain was and sat down. He let out an exhausted sigh of relief
once the weight was off his feet. He hadn’t realized just how worn out he was
until he sat down. He closed his eyes and his hold on Pit tightened.  Pit
squeaked in pain which caused Pittoo to losen his hold and look down at the
boy.
“I’m sorry.” He replied in a tired hoarse tone.
Pit didn’t say anything. Honestly, he was too confused to say anything. This
whole situation just didn’t make any sense. Pittoo was a traitor yet he had
saved him once again. This time he managed to kill Stagger (or at least by now
if not sooner). He had spit in the face of the god he was working for and then
called for Lady Palutena. Just what was going on?
The door burst open as Palutena along with Mr. White-Wing barged in. Palutena
gasped when she saw Pit’s bruised and swollen face and broken ankles. She knew
that under that black cloak there was much worse. Teardrops tell from her eyes
and she ran over to the angels.
“Pit!” She cried as she fell to her knees and embraced Pit in a hug. She kissed
his face and hugged him.
Tears fell from Pit’s own eyes from both the pain that spiked from her embrace
and the longing to see his guardian. “Lady Palutena.”
“Oh, my sweet Pit! I thought I lost you again! I couldn’t bare it. I couldn’t-“
She broke out into a sob.
Pain and relief mixed together into one. It pulled on her heartstrings so
tightly she lost control of herself. Her tears were pouring out like a
waterfall. She didn’t want to relive it again. She hadn’t really taken
Stagger’s threat all that seriously but now she knew she should have.
Thankfully she had Pittoo to, once again, come to both of their aid and she was
truly grateful for him.
Dark Pit said nothing as he was used, once again, as a base to hug Pit. He
watched the heart jerking scene unfold like before. He averted his eyes up to
catch his flight teacher smiling and nodding in approval.
He must’ve known. Pittoo thought to himself.
“I promise Pit. This won’t ever happen to you again.” Palutena wept and kissed
Pit’s head. She glanced up at Pittoo. “Thank you, Pittoo. Thank you for finding
him again.”
Pittoo nodded. “I told you I would.”
“I never doubted you.” Palutena smiled sweetly. Her green eyes scaled over him
and she finally noticed his condition and frowned. “Pricropi? Would you mind
escorting Pittoo to the hot springs?”
The old angel smiled and nodded. “Not at all m’lady.”
Pittoo arched a brow at her.
“I’m going to explain everything to him.”
Dark Pit nodded. He reluctantly released Pit into Palutena’s hold and walked
over to his flight teacher. The old angel smiled and pat him on the back. The
two walked towards the exit and left.
“Lady Palutena?” Pit inquired as he looked up at her. “I’m really confused
about what’s going on here.”
“I figured you would be. How about I explain on our way to the hot spring?” She
sighed sadly. “I’m sure you have more injuries under that cloak.”
Pit nodded and looked away.
Palutena frowned at that. She stood up and walked in another direction.
“I thought we were going to the hot spring?” Pit asked.
“We are but I want to get you a to-go snack. I can hear your stomach growling.”
The thought of food made Pit’s mouth drool and his stomach growl louder. “I’m
so~ hungry.”
“I bet.”
They walked in silence as the goddess made her way towards the kitchen. She
glanced down at her boy’s face and saw the lost gaze in his eyes. She knew he
was trying to make sense of everything. She just hoped that Pit would forgive
her for the pain she caused him. For both Pits actually. She had ruined their
relationship and tore Pit’s heart apart. Now she just hoped that once she
explained everything to him, that he would find room in his heart to forgive
her and Pittoo.
They reached the kitchen and there a bowl of chocolate ice cream with
sprinkles, whip cream, chocolate and caramel syrup and a cherry awaited them.
Pit’s eyes gleamed like the stars in the sky and drooled at the sight of the
treat.
“Ice cream~” He said in a trance-like tone.
Palutena laughed and gently sat him down on the chair. She pushed the treat
over to him and watched as he devoured it all. She let out little giggles as
Pit nearly stuffed his face. Chocolate was all over his mouth and a dab of whip
cream was on his nose.
Her smile faded when she knew she couldn’t procrastinate any longer. She let
out a sad sigh and looked at her boy with a soft expression.
“Pit-“ The angel looked over to her. “-Pittoo never betrayed me.”
The spoon fell from the boy’s grasp. He let out a gasp as he looked at her in
disbelief. “What? But you-”
“I lied. He never betrayed me. It was all an act. You see, I knew that Hades
was planning to start a war with me and I needed someone on the inside so I
could always be a step ahead of him. So, I asked him to go undercover for me. I
knew Hades wouldn’t believe him unless I made an announcement that he betrayed
me and he showed Hades that he did. I told him some fake secrets to tell Hades
and I enchanted his weapon so it looked like he was killing humans but never
was.”
The look of pure shock was ripe on his face. “You mean…this whole time, I hated
him for betraying you...he never did? He was-“
“Acting. He was under my orders. I’m so sorry Pit. I know that this hurt you
deeply but I had to protect my people and protect you.”
“What do you mean?”
“I heard a rumor from the other gods before Hades started the war, he was going
to target you. I couldn’t let that happen. I couldn’t lose you again.” She
sighed and looked away. “So I asked Pittoo to act like he betrayed me and go
undercover but he said no.”
“H-he did?”
Palutena nodded and looked back at Pit’s conflicted face. “He didn’t want to
hurt you. He didn’t want you to think that he betrayed you. He said he couldn’t
live knowing that you would hate him forever. And he didn’t want to break your
heart. The only reason he agreed was to protect you.” Palutena’s face fell as
she looked into the hurt eyes of her son. “I’m sorry that I put you through
this. I’m sorry that I was the reason for your heartbreak but it was the only
way.”
“I’ve been trying to fight my feelings for him for a year because I thought he
was the enemy. I hated him because he betrayed us and because he broke my
heart. But the whole time he was under your orders. This whole time it was you-
” Tears began to dwell as he looked down.
For the past year, Pit had been struggling to get over his heart break of
Pittoo. He tried to give himself a pep-talk about his feelings. He couldn’t be
Palutena’s captain if he was still in love with the enemy’s commander. He tried
to make himself hate him and part of it worked. He was able to hate Pittoo for
betraying his goddess because it reminded him of Stagger’s betrayal. But then
the memories of their past together would seep in and he found himself
conflicted, hurt and sad. Now he found out that Pittoo was never a traitor in
the first place and he was relieved. He could dismiss the harbored feeling of
hatred and betrayal and return 100% to love and admiration. All he needed now
was to talk to the other angel.
Pit smiled softly at the goddess. “He saved me again.”
Palutena returned the smile. “He did and that was the whole reason he agreed to
it. He wanted to keep you safe.” Her smile fell. “I’m sorry for putting you
through so much pain. I hope you can forgive me.”
Could he forgive her? She had been the cause of his heartbreak and his
relationship ending with Pittoo. She had been the reason why he was hurting so
much but she did it to protect him. If she hadn’t asked Pittoo then there
could’ve been a chance where not only Pit was endangered but Pittoo also.
After thinking about it for a moment, Pit nodded with a smile. “I do forgive
you Lady Palutena. Just please don’t ever do it again.”
Palutena laughed and embraced him into a hug. “I promise I won’t. Now, we
should get you to that hot spring.”
“Please~!”
Palutena scooped Pit back into her arms and walked towards the hot spring. She
reached their destination and stepped inside. They were greeted with a haze of
hot steam that filled the room. The goddess peered through the heavy fog but
found no trace of Pittoo. She guessed he had finished with his injuries and
left with Pricropi.
The goddess glanced down at Pit and saw he was practically eyeing the spring
like he did with the ice cream. She smiled and walked over to the golden water.
Pit had always been a spa boy but she knew he was aching to have that warm
water heal him. She didn’t know what he had gone through but she was going to
find out, as well as what happened to Stagger.
She bent down and placed the boy on the edge of the water, putting his broken
ankles into it. Pit hissed and the moaned as the soothing water started to work
its magic.
“Lady Palutena?” Pit looked up at her.
“Yes, Pit?”
“Do you mind if I um, have some shorts?” He blushed at the request.
Palutena nodded and summoned her staff. She tapped lightly on his head and gave
him shorts. She watched him sigh in relief as she sat beside him and soaked her
feet in the water.
“Pit? Can you tell me what happened to you?”
Pit’s body immediately tensed at the request. His head fell and he looked into
the water. He was silent as he stared at his reflection for a few moments
before he nodded. “You’re not going to like it. It was worse this time.”
She already knew from his tone of voice that it was worse. She also knew that
Stagger probably had been affected by the pheromone angels gave off.
“He tortured me but it was worse. He’d whip me or stab me with glass then pour
wine onto my injuries. He…” He bowed his head in shame. Tears started to dwell
then fell when he shut his eyes. “H-he raped me…so many times. He spent a whole
night raping me non-stop. H-he’d tell me how pretty I was…how he got off on the
memory of r-raping me. He called me a whore and said I was only good for
being…raped. Then out of nowhere he started acting like he was obsessed. He’d
get jealous of how I felt with Pittoo. He’d rape me until I said his name,
which I never did. T-then he tried to use the angel-made ritual on me but I
told him that I was angel-made and he said…” Pit sniffed and removed his cloak
to reveal what was left of his wings. “There was no point in me having wings.”
“Oh Pit!” Palutena cried. Pit’s back was torn up. Red gashes claimed it all.
There was nothing left of his wings except for the humerus bone sticking out.
She wrapped her arms around him and carefully hugged him. “I’m sorry! I’m so so
sorry! You have to get into the water and let it soak! The water will-“
“It’s not going to work.” Pit replied, his tone dead.
“Why wouldn’t it?”
“Stagger used a special fire. He said there was no magic in the world that
could ever repair them.”
Palutena narrowed her eyes. “I don’t believe that! There isn’t a power strong
enough to match a god’s! Go ahead and soak in the spring. I’ll be right back!”
She left the room.
Pit sighed and slowly slipped into the water. He let out a few more whimpers
and hisses as the water stung against his injuries. After a second he was able
to relax and let the water heal him. His muscles sighed and relaxed against the
warm water. He bit his lip and sank deeper, soaking his wing bone. He cried out
as the water enveloped him in horrid pain. He bit his lip, causing it to bleed
but he endured it. If there was a chance that this water could fix his wings
then he would embrace it. He held his breath and went under the water. He cried
out in the water as he felt it try to mend him. He could feel it working on his
nose and everywhere else. He shot out of the water within a minute and gasped
for air. Already he felt better. His face didn’t hurt as much and his ankles
had been mended. The only place that still hurt was his back.
He stood up and glanced behind to see that the bone was still there. He let out
the hope he was holding in and embraced the despair.
“Okay, I’m back!” Palutena ran back into the room. Her face fell when she saw
that Pit was soaking wet and all his injuries were healing except for his
wings. “Let’s try this.” She held her staff up and hovered it over Pit’s wing
bone.
The staff lit up blue and soon his humerus did too. The light began to shine
brightly and the feathers began to grow back.
“It’s working!” Palutena cheered.
“It is?” Pit gasped.
“Yes! It is-huh?” Palutena’s light diminished as did the feathers.
“What happened?” Pit asked over his shoulder.
“My staff stopped working. Here, let me try again!”
The goddess tried again but the result was the same. Just as the feathers
started to grow back, her staff would stop working. She tried again and again
but nothing happened. His wings wouldn’t grow back.
“See. I told you.” Pit said. He bowed his head and tears fell from his eyes.
“They won’t ever grow back no matter what.”
“There has to be a way to-“
“There isn’t Lady Palutena!” Pit lashed out at her. “My wings aren’t ever going
to grow back no matter what! I’ve been cursed!” His face fell into his hands as
he began to cry uncontrollably. “All I ever wanted was to be able to fly!
First, I find out that I’m not even a real angel and my wings are chicken
wings! Now my wings are burned off and cursed to never grow back! What did I do
to deserve this? All I’ve ever wanted was to fly by myself! Now I won’t ever be
able to! I can’t even continue my role as your captain!”
“Pit don’t say that!”
“It’s true though! How am I supposed to fulfil my duty as your captain if I
can’t fly?”
“By taking mine.” A low voice answered.
Pit and Palutena turned to see Pittoo standing in the in the middle of the
room. He was looking at Pit with sympathy. He walked towards the angel in the
spring and met his blue eyes.
“What?” they asked in unison
Dark Pit jumped into the spring and made his way towards Pit. When he reached
him, he brought his fingers to his cheeks and gently caressed him. Pit relaxed
to his touch and leaned into the other’s embrace. Dark Pit knelt down to meet
Pit’s eye level and cupped his face. He looked deeply into Pit’s eyes and
spoke. “You’ve been through so much. You didn’t deserve anything that has
happened to you. Especially not this. So, I’m offering to give you my wings.”
Pit’s eyes widened and he gasped. “Pittoo! You can’t do that! You can’t give me
your wings!”
“Why can’t I?”
“Because they’re yours!”
Dark Pit glanced up at the goddess. “Can I have a moment?”
Palutena smiled warm heartedly at the older boy and nodded. “Take all the time
you need.” And left.
Pittoo looked back into Pit’s eyes. “I heard everything you said about that
fucker. I heard what he did to you. I heard what he called you. You didn’t
deserve it. You didn’t deserve to be tortured or-“ he gritted his teeth in a
snarl. “-raped. You didn’t deserve your beautiful white wings to be burned
off.” He sighed and brought their foreheads together. “You’ve always been a
kind hearted boy. When everyone was mean to you, including myself, you were
always nothing but nice back. That’s what I love about you. You’re annoyingly
cheerful.” Pit let out a small chuckle as Pittoo continued, “You’ve made so
many sacrifices for others, including me. I won’t ever understand why such
horrible things happened to someone so pure. So, I’m offering my wings to you.
You deserve to fly and my wings will give you that.”
“Pittoo.” Pit wept. “I can’t accept this. I don’t want you to give me your
wings because you feel bad for me.”
“I’m not giving you my wings out of pity.” He softly smiled at the joke. “I’m
giving you my wings because I want to see that goofy grin of yours again and
because I love you.”
“But what about you? You won’t be able to fly if I have your wings! How are you
supposed to get around?”
“I’ll find another way to get around. I don’t care if I will never be able to
fly again and become a wingless angel. All I care about is you. You deserve to
fly by yourself. Let me give you this opportunity.”
“Pittoo…I don’t know what to say.”
“Don’t say anything, babe. Just let me kiss you and hold you. I’ve been
deprived of you for too long now.” Dark Pit placed his lips on the ones he had
missed.
Pit smiled against the lips on his and wrapped his arms around his neck. He
moaned against the sweet lips. The ones he could finally enjoy against his.
“I’ve missed you so much.” Pit cried.
“I’ve missed you too much.”
“Please don’t ever leave me.”
“I never will.”
***** Chapter 11 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
They didn’t say anything for a long time. Pittoo just held Pit lovingly and
stroked his hair. He would give him little kisses where some of the injuries
still remained. Pittoo would sink his hand in the golden water, cup it, then
trickle it down his injuries. Pit would hiss and cling onto Pittoo as the
stinging coursed through his body. The dark angel would pause in his healing
process and kiss his boy’s head. Once Pit stopped hissing, Pittoo would kiss
the healed skin and move onto the next injury.
The two ended up spending the next two hours in the hot spring together. They
talked about what the other had been up to during the year they were separated.
Pittoo told him about how every battle he had been in was staged with Palutena.
How the humans he had “killed” were actually unconscious somewhere in Skyworld.
He also had managed to get his hands on Hades’ battle strategies for the war.
Pit hadn’t realized just how much effort Pittoo had put in to help Palutena. He
realized all the sacrifices he had made to make sure everything went in her
favor. Pittoo told him many times throughout his story that the sooner he did
everything to help Palutena win, the sooner he could return to Pit. And that
squeezed Pit’s heart. The whole time he had been loathing the other for
betraying him, the other had been doing everything for him. There was regret
seeping into his veins.
“Pittoo?” Pit asked in the middle of the darker boy’s story.
“Hm?”
“I’ve been kinda wondering all day but-“ He looked up at the older boy with
those big blues. “-how exactly did you find me? Stagger had those markings all
over his house. It was supposed to be hidden away.” Tears started to sting
behind his eyes. He clung to Pittoo as those horrid memories flashed through
his mind. “I wasn’t ever supposed to be found. I kept hoping that Lady Palutena
would send someone to find me but with all those markings everywhere, I started
to lose hope. I didn’t think anyone would find me but then you did. You found
me despite that I was hidden from all gods. How?”
Pittoo carefully wrapped his arms around the trembling boy. He rested his chin
on the brown fluff of hair. “It wasn’t easy. I felt like I was looking for
wind. I couldn’t go into the area where you fought Hewdraw because centurions
were in there. I couldn’t go in until they were cleared out. When they were
gone, I found your bow in the water and then the marking he used to cut off
Paluten’a power. Then some little girl came up to me and asked if I knew you.
Good thing you saved her. She saw him carry you away. Without her I wouldn’t
have found you.”
Pit gasped and looked up at the other. “Really? The little girl I saved from
the fire?”
Dark Pit nodded and brushed his bangs out of his face where he kissed the
exposed forehead.
“I’m glad you’re not really a traitor. I’m so happy to have you back. I’m sorry
for hating you. Do you think you can forgive me?” Pit wondered.
“There’s nothing to forgive, Pit. You didn’t know.”
“I know but-“
Dark Pit place a finger over his lips. “No buts. You didn’t know. You weren’t
supposed to know. So don’t worry about it okay? As long as you don’t hate me,
then it’s fine.”
“I don’t hate you, Pittoo. I mean, when you ‘betrayed’ us and I thought it was
real, I did but now that I know it was all an act, I don’t.” He looked up at
him with those gorgeous blues. “I love you Pittoo. Even when I thought you were
a traitor.” He looked at him sheepishly and blushed. “I couldn’t exactly get
over you.”
Pittoo leaned and placed his lips upon his forehead, his nose then his lips and
whispered, “I’m glad. It’d be a pain to woo you over again.”
Pit smiled and kissed him back tenderly.
*
From the entrance of the hot spring room, Palutena and Pricropi watched the two
angels kiss. They hadn’t meant to walk in on their tender moment. They merely
came in to give Pit something to subside the pain in his back and have Pittoo
explain Hades’ next move. But when they walked in, they accidentally
eavesdropped on the two. They watched how the two interacted and couldn’t help
but smile at the sweet scene before them.
Palutena felt the utter most guilt as she watched. It had been her fault for
separating the two. She had caused them both so much pain.
PricropiThe goddess said in the mind of the elder angel.
White-Wing glanced up at her.
Let’s not disturb them tonight.
Pricropi held up the small potion in his hold. And what of this, Lady Palutena?
I thought you wanted to give Pit this potion to ease the pain from his back?
Palutena nodded. I do. We will put it in Pit’s room and leave instructions.
And what about Pittoo, M’lady? I thought you wanted to hear Hades’ plans. You
also said you wanted me to measure his wings and see if they will work for the
operation.Pricropi shook his head and glanced back at the two. I still can’t
believe he is willing to give up his wings. No angel has ever had their wings
taken and still allowed his essence. This procedure could be critical. He could
die from this.
I think he’s aware of this.
The elderly angel glanced up at the goddess. And he is still willingly to do
it?
Palutena nodded.
Pricropi smiled and looked back at the couple. He really cares about Pit.
He does. That’s why, no matter what happens. We will find a way to keep him
alive. I don’t know if I could handle seeing Pit’s heart break again.
Understood m’lady.
Let’s give them this night to be with each other. I will talk to Pittoo
tomorrow about Hades’ plans. Then the two can have a few days to prepare for
the procedure.
Now let’s go inform Skyworld what happened.
And with a wide smile on both faces, the two left the room.
*
The angels only spent a few moments together in the hot spring before they
decided they had shriveled up enough. Dark Pit got out of the hot spring and
grabbed Pit a towel which he wrapped around him. When the towel was on, Pittoo
scooped him up in his arms and walked out of the hot spring.
All of Pit’s injuries had been healed. It was like nothing had ever happened.
The only proof from the abuse were the humerus’ sticking out of his back and
they provided a large discomfort for him.
Pit bit his lip and closed his eyes as his body was moved. He still felt the
flame burning on his back and tiny shards piercing down his spine.
Dark Pit watched the pained expression on the boy’s face. It tugged on his
heart strings to see he was still suffering. All the older boy wanted was to
end it. And that was why he was giving him his wings. He couldn’t stand to see
the pain in those blue eyes any longer. Even if it caused himself pain and
misery or even death, it would be worth it to see those ocean blues gleam like
the sunlight. Pit was the thing he had been searching for his whole existence.
He filled the void in his meaningless life and he would do anything to make the
other happy. He was no longer the unwantedly popular kid, who was the best
flier in school yet who hated everyone and isolated himself. He was a young man
that was head over heels in love with a boy with the worse luck but still
managed to smile. And he would do anything and everything to keep that smile on
his face.
They reached Pit’s room and entered inside. Dark Pit walked over to Pit’s bed
and gently placed him on it. He noticed a potion and a note beside his bed and
read it.
Dark Pit,
Have Pit drink this. It will help the pain in his back.
I have some food coming for you both to munch on. You both must be starving. I
will take it upon myself to let my people know what happened. I will exclude
the graphic details. They will only know that Stagger kidnapped him again and
tortured him then burned off his wings. I will also be informing them that you
were never a traitor and saved Pit. They will see you as the hero you are but
don’t worry. You won’t have any visitors tonight. You will have the rest of the
evening to be with Pit. Enjoy!
Tomorrow, I require your presence once you wake-up. We need to go over Hades’
plans now that he has lost his precious commander. After that, Pricropi (White-
Wing) will need to run some tests and measurements on your wings for the
operation. I can’t thank you enough for this sacrifice, Pittoo. It truly shows
me just how much you love my son. If there is ever anything I can do for you,
you only need ask. You have my everlasting gratitude. Thank you again and enjoy
your night.
 
-Palutena.
 
“Pittoo? What is that?”
The dark angel glanced sideways. “It’s a letter from Palutena. She gave you
this potion for your back.” He handed him the potion. “She also said she has
some food coming for us and that we won’t be disturbed tonight.”
Pit’s eyes glistened. “Food!?”
Dark Pit laughed and nodded. “Yep.”
Pit gulped down the potion and sighed in relief when he felt the pain starting
to numb. He glanced back up at Pittoo and smiled. “So I get to eat all I want
and be with you the whole night?”
Dark Pit smiled softly and nodded. He cupped Pit’s chin and leaned in for a
kiss. “The whole damn night.”
Pit smiled and leaned into the kiss. They moaned at each other’s taste. Sugar
sweet and heavenly with a blend of perfection.  Their lips graced together in a
sweet rhythmic dance. It was soft and gentle, and perfect. Plump lips created
in perfect harmony for each other.
Dark Pit licked against those lips and gained access into the other’s mouth.
The kiss began to pick up from a sweet tender kiss to a hot passionate one.
Their dance shifted to a tango. Their breathing started to escape them as they
battled against each other.
Pittoo grabbed Pit’s cheeks and deepened the kiss. Both faces were heating up
as Dark Pit subconsciously straddled Pit’s hips and kissed harder.
The action managed to cause Pit’s towel to accidentally slip off. It triggered
something in Pit’s mind. He screeched and pushed Pittoo off him.
Pittoo stumbled backwards and watched in confusion as Pit covered himself with
his hands. He realized then what he did and curled up in his blankets.
“I-I’m sorry.” He stuttered. “I didn’t mean to. I just…I don’t know. I don’t
want you to see me like this. I’m ugly and disgusting. I’m not worthy to you.”
He wept.
Anger flared inside Pittoo as he saw this reaction. Not for what Pit did but
for what Stagger had done.
“You are not ugly or disgusting, Pit.” Pittoo said calmly as he slowly
approached him.
“Yes I am! I’m ugly tainted worthless garbage.”
“No you’re not.”
“Yes I am! I-If you saw me like this you wouldn’t want me. I’m just sloppy
seconds.”
“No you’re not.”
“Then why is it you don’t touch me?” Pit cried “It’s because I’m ugly! I’ve
been made into a whore and you don’t want me!”
Dark Pit approached the blanked Pit and uncovered the boy’s crying face. Pit
tried to cover himself but Pittoo had a firm grip on it. He looked at Pit with
a soft look and gently wiped the falling tears with his thumb.
“Haven’t I proved that to you?” Pittoo asked gently. “Haven’t I shown you just
how much I care about you?”
“T-then why don’t you touch me? I know you want to. I’ve seen it in your eyes.”
“Do you want me to touch you?”
“N-no.”
“That’s why.” He whispered.
“But you want to!”
“You are desirable Pit. I admit I’ve had my lustful thoughts but I never acted
on them because of this. I wouldn’t want this to happen. I haven’t touched you
because you never wanted me to. When you are ready for me to touch you then I
will but until then I won’t. I want you to be emotionally and mentally okay
with it. I want you to want me to. I will never take advantage of you and I
never will.”
“B-but what if I never get over this? What if I never want you to?”
“Then I never will.”
“But-“
“Pit, nothing you say will change my mind, okay? I will NOT do anything you
don’t want me to.”
“But Pittoo? Would you still even want me? I mean, you say you do but I’m not
pure anymore. I’ve been tainted. I can’t-“ the tears fell rapidly. “-I couldn’t
save myself for you. I’m just a whore.”
Dark Pit cupped Pit’s face and looked at him sternly. “You are NOT a whore Pit.
What happened to you doesn’t make you one. Forget everything Stagger ever said
to you! You’re not tainted. I still love you no matter what happened to you. I
still want to be with you. Always and forever. So please-“ He pecked his crying
eyes. “-don’t doubt me anymore.”
Pit nodded and slowly came out of his blanket shell. He pressed his lips onto
Pittoo’s and whispered an apology.
“I’m sorry Pittoo. I’m sorry for doubting you. I shouldn’t have but I’m really
messed up right now.”
“You’ve been through a lot. You need to relax and take a few days off.”
“But what about the war? And Hades? And what about Stagger?”
“Don’t worry about any of that now.” He pulled the blanket burrito angel into
his lap and held him. “I’m going to go over some stuff with Palutena over the
war tomorrow. And don’t ever worry or think about that fucker again. He’s
dead.”
“How do you know?” Pit asked worriedly. “He was still alive when we left the
house. What if he comes after me again?”
“Pit, there is nothing he can do to you. I cut off his arms and legs. Fuck, I
cut off his dick, gouged out his eyes and punctured his lung! If he wasn’t dead
then he is now. Don’t worry, okay? You just need to take it easy.”
Pit nodded into Pittoo’s chest.
“By the way, you’re wearing shorts. I wouldn’t have seen anything anyways.”
“Oh…yeah but still.”
“Don’t worry. Just relax okay?”
Pit nodded again into Pittoo’s chest.
 He clung onto him and closed his eyes as he tried to forget everything that
had happened. He took a deep breath and relaxed into Pittoo’s hold. He inhaled
the familiar musk that always comforted him. Oh how he missed this. He missed
being held by the older boy whom would gently caress patterns into his skin.
The feeling of those soft fingertips trailing along his flesh sent out a shiver
through his being. But it was a good thing. It was relaxing. It was calming. It
was Pittoo.
This had been the touch he had longed for. To be held like a treasure. To be
caressed with love in each pattern. To be kissed and hear sweet nothings by the
boy he adored.
Soon he found himself slip into a light sleep.
Chapter End Notes
     Sorry with how long it took for this update! Work has really picked
     up and I've had no time to write at all! Hopefully they will hire new
     people soon so I can get some fucking days off and relax and write.
***** Chapter 12 *****
Dark Pit ended up waking Pit when the food came. He knew that he needed to
sleep but he also really needed to eat. He had probably been starved again by
that monster human, so he needed to fill his stomach. He also needed to regain
his strength for the surgery to come.
Pit groaned at first but when he smelled the deliciously cooked goods enter the
room, he jolted awake. His mouth drooled as he gazed upon the mountain of food.
Immediately he dug in. He scarfed down, the lamb, the juicy steak, the buttery
mashed potatoes, sweet wheat bread and drained it down with rich grape juice.
He was eating so fast Dark Pit blinked and the plate was gone. He had to snap
and lecture the other to slow down before he got sick, which he did. He ate so
fast on an empty stomach that he threw up over Pittoo. The older boy wasn’t
exactly please with that. He ended up taking the tray of food to his room so he
could change and prevent Pit from stuffing his face again. He left him with a
roll of bread, soup and water.
Pit nibbled on the bread and slowly sipped his soup and water. He let out a
happy moan as he started to fill his empty stomach. He decided to take the
moment of Pittoo’s absence and put some clothes on. He changed into a pair of
shorts and slipped on a toga that didn’t require to go over his wings. When he
was dressed he returned to the bed and removed the blanket that had been puked
on.
When Pittoo returned, a new set of covers had been made on the bed and Pit was
waiting patiently for the return of both Pittoo and the food. Dark Pit smiled
and rolled his eyes as he looked at him. He looked like a puppy who was showing
he could be good. He walked over to him and set the tray down. He scooped Pit
up in his arms and together they started feasting.
By the time they finished their dinner, it was night. Dark Pit gave him the
last of the potion which he gulped down. The pain had been numbed again. Pit
let out a loud yawn as he lids became heavily. Dark Pit climbed into the bed
with Pit and placed him on his stomach so he wouldn’t sleep on his back.
Despite that the pain was subsided, it wouldn’t be a good idea for Pit to wake
up on his back. Dark Pit pulled the blanket over both bodies then cuddled up
beside Pit. He placed his hand under the pillow and noticed there was something
under it. He pulled it out and saw it was the Dark Pit doll from three years
ago. He glanced over at Pit.
Pit smiled at him sheepishly as his cheeks grew red. “Um, I can explain?”
Dark Pit rolled his eyes and threw the doll on the other side of the room. He
snuggled up to Pit and kissed his cheek.
“You dork. I’m not even going to question it right now. I’m too tired.”
They both closed their eyes and started to drift into sleep when Pit whispered,
“Pittoo?”
“Hm?” the darker boy groaned.
“I love you”
Dark Pit opened his heavy lids and pecked the boy’s cheek. “I love you too.”
He shut his eyes and Pit snuggled up closer to him. Both angels fell asleep in
each other’s hold
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Dark Pit didn’t wake up until mid-afternoon. He hadn’t realized just how tired
he was until he passed out last night. Then again, yesterday had been a very
long day. He spent half of it looking for Pit, then beat the shit out of
Stagger and rescued his damsel in distress, returned home to Skyworld and spent
the rest of the night with Pit.
Speaking of Stagger, Dark Pit wanted to check in and see that the fucker was
indeed dead. There was no way he could survive the blood lost or the punctured
lung but he would check for Pit’s sake. If by some miracle he was still alive,
he would kill him right then and there. No way would he leave that fucker
alive. Not again.
Pittoo slowly opened his eyes and turned to see Pit was still sleeping.
 Last night Pit had whimpered and cried out in his sleep. He woke up Pittoo
every time and sometimes himself. Pit grabbed onto Pittoo and cried from the
nightmare all the while the elder boy cooed to him and kissed his head. He
managed to calm him down enough for him to sleep. He did manage to get some
decent shut up before Pit squirmed and had his night terrors.
The older boy smiled at the relaxation on the younger boy’s face. He let out
little snores as he drooled slightly. Dark Pit chuckled at the same way the boy
still slept. Nothing had changed and he was glad. He brushed his hair out of
his face. Pit moaned lightly at the touch and shifted a little. His brows
furrowed and he whimpered in pain. Dark Pit glanced to see he moved his wings a
tad which was the result in his pain. He sighed and leaned down to kiss the
boy’s cheek.
Just rest and build up your strength, Pit. The sooner you do, the sooner I can
give you my wings and take this pain from you.Dark Pit thought.
He slowly detached himself from Pit’s hold and slipped onto the cold floor. He
walked quietly out of Pit’s room, giving the sleeping boy one more look before
he left. He walked towards his old room and to his luck he found it had been
left alone (probably thanks to Palutena). He walked towards his dresser and
slipped on a dark toga with a thick brown belt. He slipped on some sandals then
turned towards the door.
He strolled down the corridor towards Palutena’s war room. He figured if he had
to meet the goddess about Hades’ battle tactics it would be there. While making
his way there, he noticed that angels and centurions bowed, saluted and clapped
as he walked by. He looked at them questionably before he remembered that
Palutena informed them of what happened. He really didn’t pay them any mind
after that. He didn’t care whether they hated him or not. Hero or traitor. He
didn’t give a shit. The only person he cared that hated him or thought him a
hero was Pit. No one else.
He reached Palutena’s war room and knocked on the door. The door opened and let
Pittoo enter the room. He walked towards the tactic table where the goddess was
hovering. She glanced over at Pittoo and smiled.
“Good afternoon, Pittoo. I take it you slept well?” She wiggled her fine green
brows at him.
He rolled his eyes at her. “I haven’t slept that well in a year.” Even with the
nightmares keeping him up, he slept great. Just by sleeping with Pit again.
Palutena beamed. “I’m glad. You’ll get more restful nights these next few days.
How was Pit? Any nightmares?”
“Yep. All night but I managed to calm him down.”
“Thank you Pittoo. I mean it. And like I said in my note. If you ever need
anything, let me know.”
Dark Pit nodded.
“Before we begin-“ Palutena turned to Pittoo with a serious and dark
expression. “-can you tell me what happened to Stagger? That detail was skipped
yesterday.”
Dark Pit’s face darkened. “I cut off his limbs and his dick. Gouged out his
eyes and punctured his lung and left. He should have died a slow death. After
this meeting I’m going back down to double check. I know he is dead but for
Pit’s sake I will double check.”
“That sounds like a good idea. After Pricropi is finished with your wings, you
may go.” She turned back to the table. “Now, let’s discuss Hades. I suspect
he’s going to be making a quick move now that he’s lost his commander.”
They spent the next hour going over Hades’ plans. Pittoo pointed out where he
was going to change his tactic now that he lost his commander. What bosses he
would send it out. Where he was planning to fight. The battle strategies.
Boss’s weakness and so on.
When they finished going over everything and planned some good tactics,
Palutena released Pittoo over to White-Wing. Dark Pit walked over to the flight
teacher's temporary office. He knocked on the door and was greeted by the elder
angel.
They spent the next hour, examining Pittoo’s wings, taking measurements and
doing some minor tests. Pricropi walked around the bare chested boy, jogging
down notes on his clipboard as he had the boy do some exercises. He had Pittoo
raise and lower his wings for a test. He noticed a forlorn look in the boy’s
red eyes.
“You’re going to miss them aren’t you?” the elder angel asked.
“Hm?” Dark Pit looked up at the teacher as he was pulled from his thoughts.
“Your wings. You’re going to miss them.”
Dark Pit nodded. “Of course I am. They’ve been a part of me since I came out of
the mirror.” He glanced out the window and watched the angels outside fly
around.
“Then why give them up?”
“Because Pit deserves them. With everything that has happened to him, he
deserves the chance to have a pair of wings that can lift his body off the
ground more than a few inches.”
Pricropi smiled and placed a hand on the boy’s shoulder. “You inspired that,
y’know.” He glanced out the window and joined Pittoo’s gaze. “I still remember
that day when I had you kids race. The look on his face when he saw you flying.
He was so inspired by you that he managed to get a foot off the ground. I’ve
never seen him so happy until you rescued him. I’ve seen the way he looks at
you and you to him. There is something special between you two.”
Dark Pit blushed. He looked away to hide his face.
Pricropi smiled and went back to writing notes. “And I think what you’re doing
is very noble.”
“I don’t think so.”
The elder angel tilted his head. “You don’t?”
“No. I don’t want to be thought of as a hero because I’m not. I’m doing this
because I love him and I don’t want to see him suffer any more. If the price to
pay to see him smile are my wings then I will pay it. Besides, he’d have better
use of them than me. He’s Palutena’s captain after all. He needs them and I
want to give them to him, not to mention, he’s mine and I take care of what’s
mine.”
Pricropi smiled. He couldn’t help but wrap his arms around the boy. “You are
noble Dark Pit and not in a heroic way. You’re noble when it comes to Pit. It
brings great joy to this old geezer’s heart. I’ve seen that boy suffer in
school. I never suspected of bullying, though now it’s obvious as day, but one
thing is certain. Ever since that race, you lit up his world. So, I thank you
Dark Pit. Thank you for being what Pit needs just as he’s what you need.”
Dark Pit nodded.
The old teacher pulled away and smiled. He glanced down at his notes then at
the dark angel.
“Your wings should be perfect for him. They’ll be a tad bigger than what they
should be for his age but they will work nonetheless.” White-Wing’s smile fell.
“After the operation however, you will be immobile for some time. This
procedure could possibly break your back…there is also the possibility that
this operation could kill you.”
Dark Pit seemed unaffected by this. “I won’t die. I refuse to die now that I
finally have him back.”
White-Wing smiled. He knew without a doubt that Dark Pit would be able to
survive it.
“Well, Dark Pit. This concludes what I need. We can probably begin the
operation within a week. Depends really on Pit’s strength. He has the same
risks as you. We need him at his best for this to work. If the operation is
successful, you both will be bedridden for a few days to heal up. Then we will
be able to teach him how to use your wings.”
Dark Pit nodded. He pulled on his toga and walked out of the teacher’s office.
Pricropi smiled as he watched the boy he leave.
He really loves that boy.
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Dark Pit left Skyworld, and flew down to the earth. The sky was a clear crystal
blue and the sun was bright and warm. As he flew through the sky, the wind
whistled in his ears and swirled around him. He smiled to himself in bliss. He
loved flying. He was still the fastest flier in Skyworld but that would soon
change. He had a week left to use his wings. Which is why he turned down
Palutena’s offer to beam him to the abandoned house. He wanted to enjoy every
moment he had in the air while he still could.
It took him a few hours to get to his destination. He landed in front of the
old house. The place still brought red fury as he recalled how he found Pit. He
walked towards the door and opened it. Immediately, he was embraced with a foul
odor. He had to back away for a moment as the smell hit him. He coughed and
gagged as he tried to get away from the smell. He took several deep breaths of
the clean air outside then turned towards the house. He knew that smell.
Rotting corpse. He braced himself and went back into the house, only making it
to the doorway. He saw what he needed to see. Stagger’s limbless body where he
left it. No sounds came from the body. He didn’t need to go inside to know he
was dead. The smell was proof enough.
He glanced at the body with hatred flowing through him like static.
“You fucking piece of shit.” He said to the body. “You deserved worse than what
I gave you. You’re going to haunt him in his dreams for months just like last
time. You piece of shit. You damaged him. That doesn’t mean you’ve won. You may
still be able to torment him in nightmares but I will fix him. I will spend the
rest of my life fixing him. You’ve lost. You fucker.”
Dark Pit held up his hand and aimed it at the house. The tattoos around his arm
lifted and swirled until it looked like his arm was in flames. He pushed the
fire out of the burning palm, causing a huge inferno to burst out. He scorched
the top of the house then aimed at the dead carcass inside. He made sure it was
burned to a crisp before he set the rest of the place on fire. Once the whole
house was engulfed in flames, he turned his back and took to the sky.
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Pit sighed as he ate the remaining eggs from his breakfast tray. He devoured
all the food within a half hour since he had been scolded last night to eat
slowly. He didn’t want to puke on another set of covers. Pittoo wouldn’t be
happy with that.
He sighed and glanced to the empty spot beside him on the bed. He hoped that
Pittoo would return soon from Lady Palutena and Mr. White-Wing. He missed him
and wanted to spend more time with him.
He whimpered as he reached for his refilled potion. His back still hurt
horribly. He chugged half the bottle then set it back down on the night stand.
He sighed in relief as the cold numbness took over and locked his pain away. He
smiled to himself and took a deep breath. He glanced towards the balcony window
which was letting in a cool breeze that made his curtains twirl. He grasped the
bed and pushed himself onto his feet and walked towards the open door.
He walked up to the railings and glanced up at the bright blue sky. He watched
his fellow angels and centurions fly around. A few of them saw him and waved
while others came over and engaged in conversation. They let him know they were
happy he was back and hoped he was okay. Palutena had told them not to mention
what happened or ask about his wings. So they didn’t. They wanted to but they
didn’t out of respect for both Palutena and Pit. Instead, they asked about
Pittoo. They wondered if he was truly a spy for Palutena and if Pit trusted
him. They asked if Pit and Pittoo made up and were back together. Pit blushed
at the question and said he wasn’t sure but they definitely made up.
He ended up spending quite some time talking to his fellows. Eventually they
all landed on his balcony and surrounded him as they asked him questions. Pit
didn’t mind it at all. He loved talking to his troops. He wanted to know how
everyone was and if they managed to get the fires taken care of in the town
they had been.
It was nearing evening when the troops and angels left. Pit hadn’t meant to
take up all of their time. He had been rather lonely without Pittoo or Lady
Palutena (who visited him earlier to deliver his brunch) so he enjoyed the
company. He was glad he managed to pass by the hours with his friends but now
he was lonely again and was on strict orders from Lady Palutena to relax and
rest.
He sighed and rested his head in his hand. His eyes wandered over the setting
sky. He smiled at the warm orange and pink sunset. It had been awhile since he
had seen dusk. He’d been locked away in the dark for what seemed like eternity.
He nearly forgot the bliss that came with such a beautiful sight. He only
wished he could share this moment with someone.
As in on cue, Dark Pit came into view. He emerged from underneath the clouds
and rose into the sky above. Pit watched in awe as Pittoo flew towards him. He
felt like time had slowed down. The sun’s fading light gave him an orange glow,
giving him such a heavenly look. True, he was an angel and that was already a
given but he looked even more so with the sun’s light. He watched as each flap
of his beautiful black wings absorbed more of the sunset’s colors, illumining
him more. Dark Pit noticed Pit on the balcony. He flashed him a smile then gave
a little spiral through the air, showing off his gracefulness and skill.
Dark Pit landed on the rail in front of Pit. He crouched with his black wings
arched out, soaking in the sun’s glow. He gently cupped Pit’s chin and drew in
his lips. He kissed with heavy longing and sweet desire. He had only been gone
for a few hours but it seemed like an eternity. He closed his eyes and licked
his lips against Pit’s. He nibbled on the bottom lip. Pit opened his mouth and
allowed access for the other. They both moaned at the same time. Both enjoying
the taste and the feeling of their mouths moving and tongues swirling. Their
kiss began to deepen. Both cheeks were red with blush and heat.
Pittoo broke away from the kiss and grinned at the daze look in Pit’s eyes. He
chuckled and pulled him in for a quick peck before he sat on the railing and
folded his wings. He placed his hands onto Pit’s waist and pulled him closer.
Pit immediately wrapped his arms around Pittoo’s neck and nuzzled into him. He
sighed softly as he inhaled the familiar musk of Pittoo.
“Did you miss me?” Dark Pit asked.
“You’re really asking me?”
Dark Pit chuckled. “I like hearing it.”
“Yes. I missed you.” He pulled away and glanced up at him. “Where’d you go? I
thought you were just gonna see Lady Palutena and Mr. White-Wing?”
“I did see them and then I decided to have a little trip down to Earth.”
Pit arched his brow. “Where’d you go?”
Dark Pit’s smile faded. “I went to the house.”
Pit gasped and looked at him with fear blooming in his blue eyes. “Y-you did?
I-is Stagger-“
“Dead.”
“H-he is?”
Dark Pit nodded. “His corpse was beginning to rot already from the heat inside
the house. And in any case, I set the house on fire.” He pressed their
foreheads together. “You don’t have to worry about him ever again.”
Pit couldn’t hide from the tears that fell from his eyes. He couldn’t stop the
smile that spread from ear to ear. He gripped Pittoo’s face in his hands and
planted multiple kisses on his neck and face.
 He felt the weight on his shoulder finally lift after all these years. True,
he would still suffer through the nightmares that were to plague him. But the
knowledge that had been presented to him now would be one that could help ease
him through them. That and knowing that Pittoo was the one that set him free.
***** Chapter 13 *****
Chapter Notes
     They cut my hours at work so I have more time to write now. Yay!
     Also, I'm super sad about Iwata's death and I felt like maybe we all
     could use a distraction. So here's the next chapter. Enjoy!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Pit hugged the other for several more minutes before he released the other. He
said several thank yous and planted more kisses on Pittoo’s face. Dark Pit said
nothing while he allowed the other to smother him in kisses. He knew how much
this had meant to him. He ended up swooping the boy into his arms and walked
towards the hot spring room. After the day Pittoo had, he needed to relax.
Honestly, he was still exhausted from the amount of flying he’d done the past
few days and then the fighting he did yesterday. Despite that he had a good
night’s rest and a long soak in the spring the day prior, he was still tired.
So he thought a nice long soak in the spring again with his boy was just what
he needed.
Dark Pit only put Pit down once they reached the hot spring to remove his own
clothes. He let Pit take off his own clothes (seeing how after everything he
had been through, it probably wouldn’t be a good idea for him to do it) then
scooped him back into his arms before he sat them in the spring. Both let out a
relieved sigh when they felt the warm water.
 Pittoo closed his eyes and leaned his head back to rest of the spring’s edge
while his arms snaked around Pit’s waist. Pit smiled and snuggled up against
the other. He placed his head on Pittoo’s chest, closed his eyes and listened
to the sound of his heartbeat. 
He jumped when he felt the arms firmly shaking him. He found himself back in
the house. The cold night air barely seeping into the house he was locked in.
He felt those rough hands gripping him tightly to the point of bruising. He
could feel the other on top of him, raping him, telling him how worthless he
was and how he belonged to him.
He screamed and pushed away. He heard a loud clunk sound and then fell back
into something wet. He opened his eyes and found he was underwater. He swam to
the surface and gasped for breath when he emerged. He gasped again when he saw
Pittoo rubbing the back of his head.
“Pittoo!” He huffed and swam towards him. His blue eyes wide with concern. “Are
you okay? What happened?”
Dark Pit opened a strained eye and looked at him. “You pushed me and I slammed
my head against the spring’s edge.”
Pit gasped. “I’m so sorry Pittoo!” His hands covered his mouth before he moved
to examine the other’s head. “Are you bleeding? Are you okay? Ohmygosh, Pittoo!
I-I didn’t-“
“Its fine, Pit. It’s my fault anyways. I was trying to wake you up.”
“Wake me up? Did I fall asleep?”
Dark Pit nodded. “You started whimpering so I tried to wake you up and I guess
that triggered something. Next thing I know, my head is hitting the rock and
you’re falling into the water.”
“Ohmygosh Pittoo! I didn’t mean to! I’m sorry!”
“I said its fine.” He looked over at him. “Are you okay?”
Pit chose not to answer. Instead, he moved to kiss the back of Pittoo’s head
then returned to his position on his lap.
Pittoo didn’t say anything to the unanswered question. He wrapped his arms
around the other boy and held him close.
“Don’t forget that I’m here with you.” He brushed the side of Pit’s head. “This
time for sure, I won’t leave you ever again. I promise.”
Pit smiled and nuzzled into the other’s embrace.
The feeling of those strong arms holding him securely around his waist; the
gentle strokes that swept past his cheek to brush back a lock of hair; his tips
of his fingers traced along the shell of his ear. He smiled again to himself as
he breathed in Pittoo’s familiar scent. He sighed happily and shut his eyes. He
pressed his ear into the older boy’s chest. He listened to the sound of his
heart beating and felt his own pulsing within his chest in perfect harmony.
The hold and the sound of that beating heart reassured the smaller boy. Pittoo
would never leave him again. He was safe.
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The days passed and the two spent every minute together. Palutena informed
everyone not to bother the two since they were not only in the process of
healing but they had been separated for over a year and needed some desperate
alone time. The centurions and angels agreed to it. They all respected the two
and did enjoy seeing them together. Not to mention, they were occupied with
Palutena’s plans for the war.
The two hadn’t been so blissful in so long. They’d walk around the grounds,
spend time in Palutena’s garden where Pittoo would read to Pit or they would
snuggle under a tree and listen to the soft singing of the birds. Sometimes Pit
would scoop up flowers and give them to Pittoo via hand or sticking the stems
into his hair. Pittoo would blush in embarrassment, try to play off the
humiliation he felt for the sake of Pit. Sometimes, the two would just spend
all day in the hot spring. Cuddling and enjoying the bliss the healing waters
brought.
When Pit was heavily on his medicine to the point where he felt no pain
whatsoever in his back, Pittoo would treat him to a flight around Skyworld.
Dark Pit liked to do this particularly around dusk so they could enjoy the
gorgeous sight of the sunset while they flew around together. It was a win-win
for both. Pit got to feel the wind in his face while Dark Pit got another
chance to use his wings before he permanently lost them; and both got to feel
the other’s hold.
Some days they didn’t do anything except lie in the sun, tan and occasionally
doze off. Pittoo seemed to be the one to do that mostly. Pit would watch him
sleep in his lap and smile softly. He’d brush Dark Pit’s bangs out of his eyes
and plant loving kisses along his face while he slept. He knew it was his fault
for keeping Pittoo napping in the day all the time because he kept him awake at
night.
While the days were fun and happy, the nights were a different story. Pit’s
dreams were plagued by horrific nightmares. He’d relive his memories but with
twisted horror added to them. Some of the nightmares were of Stagger, whose
body was lean and boney. His face would be disoriented where he’d have one eye
in place while the other was popped out and dangling from the socket. He’d have
multiple hands which he used to hold him to the ground while he raped him. Some
hands grabbed his member, some forced their fingers down his throat and made
him suck on them. One pair mangled through his hair and raked the sharp
fingernails against his scalp until it bleed enough to where it oozed in front
of his face. Sometimes he would have nightmares from three years ago mix
together with his current. Stagger in his human form and Marvs and Slim all
raped him at the same time, in front of the arena where they staged Pittoo’s
execution. The centurions and angels in the stands would point and laugh at
him, calling him a runt or a fag as they watched him get raped. Sometimes
Pittoo was in those. He’d stand behind Stagger either; facing him with that
cold blank stare of his. He’d shake his head at him and say he didn’t want a
used whore like him or; his back was facing him and he’d walk away as Pit
called out and extended a hand to him. Dark Pit ignored his cries and walked
towards Hades’ laughing transparent form. When Pittoo was close enough, Hades
leaned down and swallowed him whole.
There were many times during those nights he woke up more than once, thrashing
violently to the point where he popped a joint, cold sweat dripping down from
each pore and screaming so loudly he strained his throat. They were so bad that
either Palutena or centurions on guard duty came barging in to check on him.
They thought the young captain was under attack but when they entered the room
all they found was Pittoo embracing Pit and calming him down. They sighed in
relief and left the room. They knew there was nothing they could do and Pit was
in good hands. And indeed he was. Every time Pit thrashed or whimpered, Dark
Pit was there to comfort him. He would gently brush his damp hair and coo to
him with a soft gentle voice. He’d press his soft lips against Pit’s hot face
and caress his cheeks. It seemed to work because it calmed Pit down back into a
peaceful sleep. Then Pittoo would have an hour or two to sleep himself before
the next round of nightmares began.
It was two nights before their operation when Pit was visited by a new
nightmare. His nightmare was about the operation. He and Pittoo were lying on a
table on their stomachs. Mr. White-wing had removed Pit’s stubbed wings and
yanked off Pittoo’s. Pit watched as Dark Pit’s skin began to pale as blood
oozed out of his open wounds. The life liquid became a dark ruby stream, nearly
bathing his back in it. Pittoo’s black wings were forced onto Pit’s back then
connected to his spine. Pit cried out in minor pain until he felt the muscles
in his wings and moved the bones connected to his back. For a single moment, he
was happy. He smiled as he looked over his shoulder and watched the black wings
lift him 3 inches off the table. He glanced over at Pittoo and felt all the
happiness drain immediately. He screamed when he saw the other. Pittoo’s skin
was bone white, all color had been flushed out of him. His eyes were bulged out
and lifeless. His lips were pale blue as he was kissed by death. Pit jumped off
his table and ran to Pittoo. He cried and shook his lifeless body, begging for
him to come back. But he didn’t. He was dead on that table in a lake of the
deep red liquid.
Pit screamed awake, causing Pittoo to jump out of sleep and snap awake.
“Pit! Pit! Calm down!” He grabbed Pit’s frantic form. “It’s okay! It wasn’t
real! It was just a dream!”
“But what if it becomes real?” He sobbed. Tears were dropping like rain down
his cheeks.
“It won’t. He’s dead, Pit. I told you I killed him.”
“It wasn’t him I dreamt about! It was you!” Pit shouted
Dark Pit frowned. “Calm down, Pit. It was just a dream. It wasn’t real.”
“But it could!”
“And why do you think that? You’re just shaken up.”
“Because it was about our wing surgery!” Pit looked at Pittoo frantically. “My
nightmare was about you dying from it!” Pit’s body shook uncontrollably in
fear. He wrapped his arms around Pittoo’s waist and pressed his face into his
chest. His tears soaked his shirt as he desperately clung to the older boy.
“You died Pittoo. In my nightmare…you died.” He pulled away from Pittoo’s chest
to look him in the eyes. “What if my nightmare means something? Pittoo, you
have to tell me! Is there a chance you could die from our operation?”
Dark Pit said nothing as he looked down into those wet blue eyes. He didn’t
know what to do. He didn’t want to tell him that: yes, he could die from this.
He didn’t want to see more fear and agony in those precious blue eyes but he
couldn’t lie to him again. The first time nearly destroyed him.
He sighed and wrapped his arms around the younger boy. He pulled Pit back into
his chest then gently rested his chin on his head.
“Yes. There is a chance I could die.”
Pit gasped and pulled away to look at Pittoo. His eyebrows knitted together as
his blue eyes widened with fear at the thought of losing Pittoo forever. Fresh
tears began to spill and his body trembled worse than before. He brought his
hands to Pittoo’s chest, his fingers clinging onto his shirt as his head shook
left to right.
“Pittoo…why didn’t you tell me?” his tone revealed just how hurt he was at not
being informed.
“Because I’m not going to die.” Pittoo said flatly. “Yes, there is a
possibility I could die but it’s not a sure thing. So don’t worry.”
“Don’t worry? Pittoo! There is a chance you can die and you’re saying don’t
worry?!” His blue eyes were pleading. “I can’t let you do this if it might kill
you! I’d rather never have wings than have you killed for giving me yours!”
Dark Pit frowned and sighed. He pulled Pit in and pressed his lips against his
temple. “Pit, I’m not going to die. Do you know why?”
Pit sniffed and shook his head.
Dark Pit gently lifted Pit’s chin so he could see those sad wet eyes. “Because
I didn’t spend over a year pretending to betray you and nearly destroy our
relationship just to fucking die.”
“But Pittoo-“
“Hey-“ He pressed their foreheads together and looked into those eyes. They
were still the most beautiful shade of blue in the world. “I’m not going to
die. If by some chance, things go downhill during our operation and it looks
like I’m going to die, I will fight. I won’t let death take me. I lost you
twice before and I am not going to lose you a third time.”
Pit sighed. Pittoo’s words were a comfort because he was indeed a fighter.
Whenever things looked hopeless, Pittoo always found a way to come out on top.
“You promise you won’t die?”
“I swear to you, I won’t die.” He sealed the vow with a kiss.
Pit spent the rest of the night worrying over that possibility. He knew when
Pittoo made a promise he kept it but how could he keep a promise if it was out
of his control? There were few times during that night where he watched
Pittoo’s sleeping form and couldn’t help but worry. What if things did go wrong
during the surgery? What if Pittoo’s life really was in danger from this? He
knew he had to talk to Lady Palutena about this. If she confirmed that Pittoo
would be okay then he would allow this surgery to go through otherwise he
wouldn’t.
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After breakfast with Pittoo the next day, the older boy fell back asleep in
their bed. Pit decided to take the opportunity to let his hero sleep and talk
to Lady Palutena. He planted a soft kiss on Pittoo’s lips and left the room.
He walked down the corridors, greeting everyone as he walked by. Most greeted
back with smiles and waves while other’s stared at what was left of his wings.
He felt his face blush in embarrassment and wished that he had grabbed a cloak
instead of walking around in his under shirt and shorts. Though, he knew that
the weight of the cloth would awaken the pain that was currently sleeping. It
was better not to risk it.
A few of the angels and centurions asked if he was okay or say how proud they
were of him. Despite everything he went through, he was still able to smile and
get through the day. And they saw that as strength. He went through hell but he
was able to keep going. But to him, he didn’t feel strong at all. He felt weak.
The only reason he could stand here today with a smile was because of the
sleeping boy back in his room. Him and his guardian who did anything to keep
him safe. They were his flame of strength. When he felt weak, they made him
strong.
Pit hadn’t realized that he had gotten caught up in a conversation until one of
the angels mentioned the war. Pit’s attention drew back to his solider as he
was informed that the war wasn’t doing as great as they wanted. They had
Pittoo’s information and they were able to reclaim some human towns and take
down a good portion of the underworld army but they were having difficulty
bringing down the big bosses. They had the information to bring them down but
they just weren’t strong enough. They needed Pit.
The young captain felt guilt begin to crack open inside him. He felt it like a
vapor coursing through his being. His troops needed him but he couldn’t help.
He needed to get back out there and help his troops but how could he without
his wings?
He desperately needed to talk to Lady Palutena now.
He hurried towards the War room where he knew she would be. He knocked on the
door and waited patiently for the doors to open.
When they didn’t, he knocked louder and said, “Lady Palutena? Are you there? I
need to talk to you.”
Immediately the doors opened.
The angel poked his head inside and saw his goddess standing over the tactics
table. He walked over to her, each sound of his footsteps bounced off the walls
of the quiet room. She looked over at him once he approached and smiled softly.
“Hello Pit.” She embraced him in a cautious hug. “How’re you feeling?”
He squeezed back and smiled to himself at the warm embrace. He felt like it had
been so long since he had seen her. “I feel a lot better.” He pulled away and
smiled sheepishly. “I just wish I could sleep better.”
Palutena’s smile fell. “The nightmares?”
Pit nodded. “I wish they would stop. I don’t think they ever will. Can’t you do
something to make them stop Lady Palutena?”
Palutena shook her head. “I’m sorry Pit. I would’ve done it three years ago if
I could.” She gently brushed his hair. “You went through so much.” She closed
her eyes. “I wish there was a way to take it all away. I’m sorry I couldn’t
protect you Pit. I’m sorry you had to go through with that again. I’m sorry he
burned your wings off.” Palutena began to cry.
Pit didn’t say anything. He just held onto his goddess and joined in with the
crying.
A few moments passed before the goddess stopped crying. She pecked Pit’s head
and wiped her eyes. She glanced down at him and gave him a small smile.
“What’re you doing here anyways Pit? You should be back in your room resting.”
“I know but I wanted to ask you somethings.”
“And what’s that?”
“Is it true the bosses aren’t going down even with Pittoo’s information?”
Palutena sighed and frowned. “Don’t worry about it, Pit.”
“So it is true? Please don’t lie to me Lady Palutena. The troops told me what’s
happening.”
Palutena grumbled and cursed under her breath. She had specifically told the
centurions and angels NOT to mention the war around Pit, let alone talk to him.
He needed to rest and not worry about the war.
“We’re fine Pit. Yes, the troops aren’t strong enough to take down the bosses.
They just haven’t had the rest. That’s all.”
“They need me, Lady Palutena! You need me!”
“Yes, we do need you Pit but there isn’t anything that can be done until after
the operation. You don’t need to worry okay? We’ll be okay until you get
better. In the meantime, Poseidon has been distracting Hades’ bosses.
Apparently, the underworld forces have been polluting his oceans and the Sea
God isn’t too pleased. So, we’re okay for now.”
Pit opened his mouth but Palutena held up her hand. “There isn’t anything you
can do, Pit. Not until after the operation.”
The angel sighed in defeat. She was right. There wasn’t anything he could do.
“You’re right Lady Palutena.” He looked back up at her with his blue eyes.
“Which is why I came looking for you. I need to talk to you about this.”
The goddess tilted her head to the side. “What is it Pit?”
“Lady Palutena, answer me honestly.” His tone was deadly serious which was
unlike him. “Is there a chance that Pittoo coulddie from the surgery?”
Palutena said nothing for what seemed like hours. She just looked into those
serious blue eyes that held a different fear than the one it normally held.
Fear of losing a love.
Knowing she couldn’t lie to him, she nodded. “Yes. There is a chance he could
die.”
The fear consumed Pit’s eyes from hearing this. He shook his head before
gripping handfuls of his hair. “No no no no no no no! He can’t die! I don’t
want his wings if he can die!” Tears bursted from behind his eyes. “I can’t
lose him forever!”
“Pit! Pit! Listen to me!” Palutena got to her knees and held Pit’s shoulders.
She looked at him with determination flaring in her emerald eyes. “We will keep
Pittoo alive, no matter the cost. I promise! He has done so much for us. He is
hero. I can’t let something like this take him. You don’t have to worry Pit.
Everything will be fine.”
Pit gazed into her soft emerald eyes for a long moment before he nodded. He
knew with that fiery determination burning in her eyes. She would keep her
word. She would do everything to keep Pittoo alive.
“I trust you Lady Palutena.”
The goddess smiled. “Good. Now go back to your room and be with him. I’ll see
you guys tomorrow for the operation.”
Pit nodded and hugged his goddess then returned to his room to find a drooling
Pittoo.
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The time had finally arrived. The day of the operation. The day that would
change both angels forever. One would gain wings; the other would lose wings.
Pit exhaled a shaky breath as he gazed out in the morning pink sky. The morning
centurions were changing shifts with the night ones. It was the first time in
years that he didn’t feel envious as he watched them. He was feeling something
different entirely. He was nervous and afraid.
He knew that both Lady Palutena and Pittoo promised he wouldn’t die but he was
still too fearful. He wanted to believe them. He really did. He never doubted
them; it was his luck he doubted. He wasn’t the luckiest guy in the world. That
was a fact. Sure, in some points in his life he was lucky but majority of the
time he wasn’t; His whole life he wasn’t able to fly; He was bullied and beaten
in school; No one liked him because of misunderstandings; He was kidnapped,
raped and tortured; he found out he was an angel-made angel; Had his heart
broken by the love of his life; captured and kidnapped by his former bully then
raped and tortured again and finally; he had his wings burned off. Luck wasn’t
on his side and he was afraid it would effect Pittoo in the surgery.
“Hey”
Pit jumped as the voice pulled him from his deep thoughts. He whirled around to
find Pittoo standing at the entrance to the balcony. His arms were crossed over
his chest. His gaze intense.
“Pittoo, you scared me.” Pit let out a breath.
“What’re you doing?” Dark Pit asked.
“I was just, uh-“
“Having second thoughts?”
“Huh? Wha? No! I-“
“Pit.” Dark Pit said sternly.
The boy sighed in defeat. His shoulders sagging and head bowing in shame.
“Okay, I am.” He bravely peered his big blues into those stern reds. “I’m
freaking out, Pittoo. I’m not the luckiest guy in the world. What if something
goes wrong? What if…”
Dark Pit grumbled something before he rolled his eyes and walked towards the
smaller Pit. He draped his arms around him and pulled him into his chest. He
sighed then rested his chin on the boy’s untamable brown hair.
“You’ve had rotten luck, it’s true.” Pit sighed and tried to pull away but
Pittoo wouldn’t allow it. “But so have I. I’ve also had good luck on my side.
That’s how I always find you in the most impossible situations. My luck beats
the odds. And that’s what will happen during the operation if things turn out
for the worse. I will beat all odds. I always do.”
“But Pittoo, what if-“
“Shhh. We talked about this, didn’t we? Everything is going to be okay. Trust
me.”
“I do, I’m just scared.”
“Don’t be. Everything is going to be fine. We’ll both make it through together,
okay?”
Pit nodded and pulled away just enough so he could plant his lips on Pittoo’s.
“Thank you Pittoo. For doing this for me.”
“I’d do anything for you, Pit. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“Good. Now let’s go Worry Wart.”
Dark Pit reached for Pit’s hand and led him out of the balcony and towards the
medical wing.
Chapter End Notes
     Mmmm maybe this wasn't the best chapter to distract us from Iwata's
     death lol The good news is that chapter 14 is almost done so that
     should be up in a few days. I'm going to aim and have this story enf
     at chapter 16. This story was only supposed to be 12 chapters long
     but gdi I can't stop writing.
***** Chapter 14 *****
 
They reached the medical wing within minutes. Pit’s body was filled with
jitters. His body was shaking with nervous anticipation. Beads of sweat were
dripping down his temples. His heart was thumping rapidly against his chest.
His hands were sweaty and also clammy. He was a nervous wreck.
Dark Pit squeezed his hand and pressed his lips against Pit’s cheek.
“We’re gonna be fine. Don’t worry about it. Just take a deep breath, okay?”
Pit did as he said and took in a deep breath.
We’re gonna be fine. We’re gonna be fine. He repeated in his head multiple
times.
Dark Pit squeezed his hand again then reached for the door. He opened it and
led Pit inside.
Palutena and Pricropi were inside the wing, setting up for the procedure. When
they heard the door open, they turned and smiled at the two.
“Hello boys!” Palutena greeted them as they entered. She walked over to them
and embraced them both into a hug. Pit hugged back while Pittoo just stood
there. “Today’s the day! Are you two ready?” She pulled away and looked at
them.
Both nodded; one with a gleam of fear in his eyes; the other with a blank stare
but determination gleaming in his eyes.
“Alright, let’s go over the procedure.” She glanced over at White-wing.
The elder angel walked over and looked at both boys. “What we’ll be doing first
is numbing your bodies and then putting you both to sleep. After you’re both
unconscious, Pit’s humerus will be detached. We’ll extract Pittoo’s wings and
then seal them onto Pit’s body with Lady Palutena’s magic. Then Pit will be
done.” Pricropi looked at Pittoo. “As for you, Dark Pit, we’re going to attempt
to grow a pair of wings for you. If my calculations are correct, we should be
able to do so without any issues.”
Dark Pit’s eyes widened. “Really?”
Palutena and Pricropi nodded.
Pit beamed and looked at Pittoo, tugging on his hand eagerly. “We’ll both have
wings, Pittoo!”
Dark Pit smiled softly at Pit but when he looked at the two before him his
smile fell. “If it becomes too critical, leave me without them.”
“But Pittoo!” Pit gasped. “Don’t you want wings too?”
“I do but I can live without them. It’ll be hard but I’d rather have my life
than wings.”
“Understood.” White-Wing nodded. “Now then, shall we?”
Both angels nodded.
“Alright, follow me.” The two turned towards the operating table.
Pit made to follow them but Pittoo yanked him back and planted a quick kiss on
his lips.
“I love you.” He whispered.
“I love you too?” Pit blinked, a little confused at the randomness of his
words.
Dark Pit smiled softly and pulled them towards the table.
Pit didn’t really know what to make of that little scene. Did Pittoo know
something he didn’t know? Was something going to happen? The fear and anxiety
of losing Pittoo was dwelling inside him. He wasn’t going to die right? No, he
wasn’t. He had both Palutena and his word. He would be okay. Right?
Pit didn’t realize he reached the table until he heard Palutena instruct him to
lay down. He blinked at her then glanced at the table and saw Pittoo lying on
his stomach. White-wing was injecting a needle into his arm. Pit watched as he
lied beside Pittoo.
Dark Pit’s eyes were a bit hazy as he looked into the other. Pittoo smiled
softly and offered his hand. Pit extended his arm and entwined their fingers
together. Pittoo squeezed their hands together before he went unconscious. Pit
gasped and tried to wake him up but Palutena and White-Wing told him that he
was okay. He was just temporarily knocked out for the operation. Pit calmed
down a little before he gave his arm to his old teacher and let the small
needle inject into him as well.
“Just relax, Pit. Everything will be fine once you wake-up.” Palutena’s voice
echoed as the drug started to fog Pit’s mind and suck out his energy.
His eyelids were suddenly too heavy to keep open. He glanced at Pittoo and
squeezed his hand before he too fell unconscious.
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Pit woke up to his back in agony. Not as much pain like when he had been
whipped or when his wings were burned off. His back felt…heavy.
He slowly opened his eyes and found he wasn’t in the operating room anymore. He
was in one of the medical rooms. He recognized it from when he used to visit
his injured troops. He blinked several times and gazed around the room. To his
surprise, he was alone. Where was Mr. White-Wing? Where was Lady Palutena?
Where was Pittoo? What happened to the operation? Did they finish?
At that second thought, Pit glanced over his shoulder and gasped. Two big black
beautiful wings lied beside him. Pit covered his mouth to hide a gasp as he
looked at them. He moved one of the wings to extend out. He hissed as he felt
hot pain in his back as he moved the wing but he ignored it. He had wings
again! He glanced to his other side and extended the other one. He smiled
against the pain as hot tears slid down his cheeks. He had wings! He laughed
loudly as he moved the wings. His back was aching in pain but it just didn’t
matter to him. After everything he had been through, this was nothing.
He was so caught up in the bliss that he didn’t realize his left wing move on
its own. It circled around and moved the largest feather to wipe away some of
the tears that fell. The action caught Pit’s attention. He looked at the wing
with awe.
“You’re moving on your own.” Pit said to it. “How?”
The wing stretched out before it folded behind him.
My wings will take care of you.
“Pittoo?” Pit glanced around the room but didn’t see the other.
Pit suddenly realized that he didn’t know if Pittoo was okay. He had to know if
he was okay or…if he survived.
He was about to get up when Palutena walked into his room.
“Hey Pit. How do you feel?” She asked as she walked towards him.
“I feel great, Lady Palutena. Well, my back hurts but I have wings again! I
just can’t-“ Tears began to form again. He covered his face and began to sob.
He still couldn’t believe it. He had wings. He had wings! His very own wings!
Palutena smiled. She sat beside him and embraced him in a hug. Tears from her
own eyes fell as she took in Pit’s happiness. All of this was thanks to Pittoo.
Her smile fell a little.
“You’ll be able to fly on your own.” Palutena whispered as she stroked Pit’s
hair. “We’ll get you up in the air in a few days. You’ll have to be bed ridden
for a while before Pricropi teaches you to fly.”
“I can’t wait.” Pit said “I can’t wait to fly by myself.”
 “Pit” Palutena said after several minutes of quiet sniffling and hugging.
“There’s something I need to tell you.”
Pit pulled away and looked up at his guardian. “What is it, Lady Palutena?”
Palutena took a deep breath. “Something happened during the operation.”
Pit’s smile took a nose dive. The happiness was instantly sucked out and
replaced with fear. His heart began to beat rapidly. His nerves tingled with
despair as his body shook. “What happened to him? What happened to Pittoo, Lady
Palutena?”
“We’re not sure. When we removed his wings, it triggered something. His body
began to spaz. He was shaking like crazy. He started having trouble breathing.
His heart was pulsing rapidly. We quickly stopped the operation-“
“-Is he okay!? Lady Palutena, is he okay!?” Pit screeched. Fresh tears spilled,
this time in fear. His eyes were wide as he took in everything that happened.
“Where is he? Where’s Pittoo?!”
“Pit, he’s-“
Pit didn’t wait for Lady Palutena to finish. He bolted out of bed and ran out
of his room. He ignored the pain in his back. Nothing hurt more than the
squeezing on his heart and the suffocation he was feeling in his lungs. He
coughed and whirled around the room.
“Pittoo? Pittoo?!” Pit cried out, his voice full on panic.
 “Pit!” Palutena called. “You need to rest! You haven’t recovered yet!”
For once, Pit didn’t listen to her. He always did no matter what but the fear
and panic inside was consuming him. He had to find Pittoo. He had to!
He ran to the room closest to him but when he entered it, he found it empty. He
left it and moved to the next one, again it was empty.
“Pittoo, please!” he cried out as he moved to the third room.
“Pit? What are you doing? You need to be in bed!” Pricropi said as he came out
of a room across of Pit’s.
“Where’s Pittoo?” Pit begged him as he ran towards the elder angel.
“Pit, you can’t see him right now. He’s-“
Again, Pit didn’t listen. Instead he ran past the elder angel, almost knocking
him out of the way as he ran into the room.
When he entered, he froze at what he saw. Pittoo was pale. Like all the color
was drained out. His lips were blue. His eyes were wide. His body was
trembling. Nursing angels were frantically hooking him up to wires and strange
other things.
“His shaking is getting worse!”
“His heart is failing!”
“He’s suffocating!”
“He’s dying!”
He’s dying.
“PITTOO!” Pit cried out and ran towards the other.
Dark Pit’s eyes moved when he heard Pit call him. He watched the tears fall
from his eyes as the boy ran towards him. The other angels tried to stop him,
telling him that he had to go back. Pit fought against them, desperately trying
to reach him. Dark Pit wanted to call out to him. He tried but he couldn’t get
his lips to form the worse or use his voice to speak them. He couldn’t even
move. He was numb. All he could do was watch Pit try to reach him as his body
began to fail.
“You can’t die Pittoo! You promised! You promised!”
Dark Pit closed his eyes.
I know. I did. I know it looks like I’m just accepting death, Pit but I’m not.
I’m internally fighting to keep my body going. It’s hard but I’m fighting. It
feels like I’m trying to move motionless gear shifts but they won’t budge. I’m
fighting Pit. I am. I won’t leave you. Not when I have you.
Dark Pit opened his eyes and looked at Pit again. He could see the desperation
in those eyes. The fear he had seen when Pit had that nightmare about him. It
was like he was reliving one of those horrible memories again. He couldn’t
accept this. He couldn’t give Pit another nightmare. He did this to see him
smile and damn it he was going to live to see it!
He closed his eyes and began fighting. He fought against his own body. He
fought to get those gears moving!
“Please, let me see him!” Pit begged as he continued to fight. Pit turned
towards Palutena. “Lady Palutena, you have to save him! You promised you
would!”
It took one moment for the goddess to look into those eyes before her
determination rekindled.
“I did promise and I will keep it!” Palutena said to herself. She summoned her
staff and marched towards Pittoo.
“M’lady, you’ve already tried everything! I don’t know what else there is you
can do!” Pricropi called out.
Lady Palutena ignored her advisor and held her staff out and aimed it at
Pittoo. She closed her eyes and used her magic. When she opened them, she found
herself inside Dark Pit’s mind. It was dark and full of clock gears. Some were
collapsing, others were breaking. Some had oil slicked inside the gears.
Palutena saw a transparent image of Pit up in the air. She heard groaning and
saw Pittoo trying to move a wheel.
“Pittoo!” She ran over to him.
He glanced over his shoulder. “Palutena?”
“What’re you doing?”
“I should ask you that! I’m trying to keep my body going!”
“What’s happening to you? Do you know?” she asked as she helped him try to turn
the wheel.
“No. I have no clue. I just know my body is dying and it has to do with my
wings. My body feels like it can’t live without them. If you’re going to do
something, you’d better do it! I can’t keep this up forever and I can’t lose
Pit!”
“We’ll give you your wings back-“
“No.”
“But Pittoo-“
“No, think of another way or let me die. I’m not taking them back and I’m going
to be pissed off if I wake up and they’re back on me.”
Palutena sighed. “Okay, I’ll think of something. Just hang on okay?”
Dark Pit grunted with a nod.
Palutena phased out of Pittoo’s mind and back into her own. She opened her eyes
and found she was back in the room. She turned to Pricropi.
“Pittoo is fighting to stay alive! He says he body feels like it can’t live
without his wings.”
“Then give them back to him! I don’t want them if Pittoo is dying without
them!” Pit cried out.
“He doesn’t want them back.” Palutena turned back to the elder angel. “We have
to give him a substitute.”
“What if we took one of the feathers from his old wings and you gave him new
ones?” White-Wing asked.
Palutena nodded. “I can try that.”
She bent down and picked up a few of the fallen feathers off the floor. She
hovered her staff over them. They began to glow blue as her magic began to
morph them into an exact replica of Pittoo’s wings.
“Sit him up! Hurry!”
The angels obeyed and quickly sat the dying angel up. Palutena moved the wings
to his back and sealed them to his back.
The whole room was quiet as they watched and waited for something to happen.
Moments passed and nothing happened until Dark Pit suddenly inhaled and his
eyes flew open.
“His heart is picking up!”
“So is his breathing!”
 The color slightly returned to his skin. His blue lips back to pink. His
breathing back to normal. Dark Pit glanced at Pit. The edge of his mouth
twitched into a small smile before he closed his eyes and relaxed.
“He’s stable.” Pricropi said after a few moments. He turned towards Pit and
Palutena. “It looks like it worked. We’ll find out how his body is reacting
once he wakes up.”
“But he’s alive? He’s okay?” Pit wept
White-Wing nodded. “He’s alive and he’s okay. He’s probably going to be
unconscious for a while. You’d better get back and rest too. All this
excitement has surely exhausted you.”
Pit said nothing. He just stared at Pittoo. His heart had calmed but not his
body. He was still worried and afraid that at any moment he could die.
Palutena hovered her staff over Pit’s head. Pit’s eyes rolled into the back of
his head and he collapsed into Palutena’s arm. She scooped him up and walked
out of Dark Pit’s room, taking one last glance at the other angel.
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Pit woke up a few days later. His head hurt like crazy but his back felt
better. He opened his eyes just as Palutena entered the room.
“Hey Pit.” She smiled.
He rubbed his eyes as he felt déjà vu. “Lady Palutena? Wha-where’s-“
“He’s fine, Pit. He’s sleeping. He’s alive. He’s going to be okay…for now.”
 “For now? Did the wings you make not work?” He sighed. “I’m getting tired of
waking up to bad news.”
Palutena smiled softly. “I’m sorry, Pit. I don’t mean to give you bad news.
When Pittoo woke up, he said the wings were a good substitute but they wouldn’t
last long. He said he could feel his body slowly rejecting them.” She sighed
and sat down on the bed and rubbed her tired eyes. “I’ve been trying to think
of another way but I haven’t been able to. I might just have to make another
pair of wings again just to buy more time.”
“How long do you think they will last?” Pit asked. His voice full of worry.
“A couple of days, maybe.”
“I need to see him.” Pit decided and sat up.
“You can’t Pit. Not yet.”
“Why not?”
“You have to stay bed ridden until your body heals and accepts your wings. They
almost rejected them when you passed out a few days ago.”
“A few days ago? I’ve been asleep that long?”
The goddess nodded. “Which is good. You need your rest and your body needs to
heal.”
“I can just soak in a hot spring.”
Palutena shook her head. “It wouldn’t help your wings. Dark Pit told me his
wings don’t work in hot springs.”
“That’s right.” Pit looked at his wings. “He told me that too. The day I was
thrown off the wall at school.” He sighed and leaned back in the bed. “How long
before I can get out of bed, Lady Palutena?”
“Does your back hurt at all?”
Pit did a few tests on his back; moving his shoulder blades; folding, unfolding
his wings. There was very mild pain. He honestly felt great psychically but
emotionally, not so much.
“A little bit.”
“I’d say at least by tomorrow you can get up.”
“Can I see Pittoo?”
Palutena nodded. “Tomorrow you can.”
Pit nodded and glanced out the window.
Tomorrow. I’ll see you tomorrow, Pittoo. Hang on.
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***** Chapter 15 *****
Dark Pit gazed out the window of his room. He was hooked up to a bunch of wires
to weird machines. He rolled his eyes as he watched an angel girl come in and
check the machines. She jot down some notes on her clipboard before she turned
to him and smiled.
“How do you feel today, Dark Pit?” She asked him. Her face blushing as she
looked at him.
Dark Pit groaned. “I feel like shit. What the hell are these wires and machines
even doing?”
“We’re monitoring your heartbeat and keeping an eye on you.” She winked at him.
“We have to make sure your body still functions correctly.”
“Well it’s not. All this shit isn’t going to keep me alive and neither are
these fake wings.” He snapped. “What’s going to keep me alive is seeing Pit but
you all refuse to let me.”
“Dark Pit, you’re in no condition to move.”
He hated to admit it but she was right. He was weak and he loathed it. He was
always tired. He felt his body draining his energy as it absorbed the fake
wings. He could hardly move and when he did it wore him out. He didn’t tell
them but he was very slowly dying. The wings weren’t enough. They would last
him a few days before his body completely rejected them. He needed something
else but what?
“You know~” The girl said as she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. She
crouched on the bed and pulled down her toga to reveal some cleavage. “I can
help make you feel better.”
“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” Dark Pit snapped at her in total
disgust. “You’re going to try and seduce me when I’m dying?”
The girl straightened up and blinked in confusion. “I-I thought-“
“You thought wrong, lady. Did you really think that would even work? I’m not
even into girls. I’m into one boy and I’m pretty sure everyone is aware of
that.”
She attempted to seduce him again. “Maybe you just haven’t been with the right
girl~”
“You’re right because I’m with the right guy.”
“Pittoo?”
Dark Pit turned to the gentle voice and smiled softly when he saw Pit peeking
into his room.
“Hey.” He croaked. He couldn’t help the smile on his face at the sight of Pit.
It felt like centuries since he’d last seen that face. “Come here.”
Pit blushed and slowly entered the room. He walked towards Pittoo and took in
his state. He was pale again but he still held some color. He had dark bags
under his eyes. He looked so tired. So weak. Pit didn’t like it. He didn’t like
see Dark Pit like this. And he definitely didn’t like seeing him connected to
so many wires.
“Are you okay?” Pit asked as he got closer to him. “You look tired.”
“I’m fine, Pit. C’mere.” Dark Pit slowly reached for Pit’s hand and pulled him
closer to him. When he was close enough, he reached up in effort to kiss him.
Pit met him half way and planted their lips together. Dark Pit smiled softly
and rubbed his thumb over Pit’s as he slowly lied back down on his bed. He
turned to the angel girl and said, “You can go.”
The girl scoffed and walked out.
“What was that about?” Pit asked, innocently.
“Nothing important. Let me see the wings.”
Pit smiled and turned so Pittoo could see his former wings.
“They looked good on you. How do they feel?”
“They feel perfect. Or course they came from you so…” He blushed furiously.
Dark Pit chuckled. “Anything of mine looks good on you.”
Pit rolled his eyes and giggled. His smile fell when he looked at Pittoo again.
“What is it?” Dark Pit asked.
“Are you really okay? Please tell me the truth. I…I was so scared when I saw
you. You looked just like how you did in my nightmare. I just…I can’t lose
you.”
Pittoo sighed and slowly reached his hand for Pit’s. He rubbed his thumb over
his again and squeezed tightly. “I’m okay right now. Palutena and I just have
to find another way to-“
“-keep you alive?”
Dark Pit frowned. “Yes.”
“Oh, Pittoo!” Pit cried out and hugged Dark Pit tightly. “I knew I shouldn’t
have taken your wings! I knew my nightmare was warning me! Pittoo you have to
take them back! You have to-“
“No. I don’t want them.”
“Please take them back, Pittoo! I want you more than I want the wings.”
“Hey.” Pit pulled away. Dark Pit smiled softly and slowly caressed his face.
“I’m going to be fine, okay? I told you I would fight to stay alive and that’s
what I’m doing. Palutena and I will find a way, alright? So don’t worry.”
Pit bit his lip. “I’ll try not to.”
“Just focus on learning to fly okay? Do you know when you start?”
Pit sat on the bedside and nodded. “Yeah, Mr. White-Wing came into my room
yesterday after Lady Palutena came in and said he’d teach me tomorrow.”
 “Good. Then you can get up more than a foot off the ground.” He winked.
Pit blushed and giggled. “Yeah.”
The two spent the rest of the day together. They snuggled together on the bed
and talked about random stuff while Pit played with their hands. Pittoo read to
Pit from one of his favorite books and Pit sang to Pittoo. They had a few
kisses were thrown in as well as some make out sessions. They both ate their
meals together and eventually fell asleep together.
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They both woke up the next morning when Mr. White-Wing came in to check on Dark
Pit. He was surprised to see both boys asleep in Pittoo’s bed. He smiled as the
two slowly woke-up and walked over to them.
“Good morning boys.”
“Good morning, Mr. White-Wing!” Pit chirped happily as he yawned and snuggled
up next to Pittoo, whom wrapped his arm around the other.
 “I’m surprised to see you in here Pit. Actually, never mind, I’m not.” He
chuckled. “Though, you should’ve been in your own room resting.”
“I’m sorry Mr. White-Wing! I just really missed Pittoo and-“
Pricropi laughed and held up his hand. “It’s alright Pit, I understand.” He
turned to Pittoo. “How’re you feeling today, Dark Pit?”
Dark Pit shrugged. “I’m okay.”
Pricropi frowned and nodded. He looked back at Pit. “Well lad, are you ready
for some flight training today?”
“I am!” Pit beamed. “When do we start?”
“We’ll start in one hour at the training grounds. Sound reasonable?”
Pit nodded his head eagerly.
“No, go get some breakfast, while I check up on Dark Pit.”
“Yes, sir.” Pit turned to Pittoo. “Is that okay, Pittoo?”
A small smile formed on his lips. He nodded and kissed the boy’s cheek. “Go put
those wings to good use.”
Pit smile and gave him a peck on the lips. “I’ll be back later Pittoo!”
Dark Pit watched him go then slowly closed his eyes.
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Pit waited eagerly for his flight teacher at the training grounds. He was
practically bouncing on the ball of his heels in anticipation. He glanced
around the grounds, watching as some of his troops practiced. He knew their
eyes were on him and his wings. He smiled to himself and opened his them. He
stretched them out and released a happy sigh. He glanced back at the beautiful
black wings and admired them. These were the very wings that he had admired on
the back of his boyfriend for so long. They gleamed in the sun’s light,
highlighting each of the raven colored feathers. They were so gorgeous, Pit
felt guilty for even having them on his back. They were the only black wings in
existence and they were Pittoo’s. No, they weren’t anymore. Dark Pit had
refused to take them back. He had given Pit them. These black beauties were his
wings.
Pit’s smile widened as he stretched the wings out. They were so long and
strong. He could feel the muscles as he extended each wing. He glanced up at
the sky, seeing other angels and the centurions flying around. He wanted so
badly to join them up in the air. To finally be able to fly up there, without
any help, just by himself…
He glanced around the area and saw his teacher still wasn’t here. Maybe a
little practice wouldn’t hurt? It wasn’t like he didn’t know how to fly, he
did. He took notes in school and got a passing grade. Lady Palutena helped him
fly but it was more of her guiding him with his own wings. She was in control
and he just allowed it. It was like having your parent hold your hand while you
tried to grow up.
It couldn’t hurt to try out his new wings while he waited…right?
He smiled and closed his eyes. He raised his wings up then flapped them. A
heavy gust of wind bellowed underneath his wings. He laughed and flapped again.
He felt each muscle flex as the wings continued the motion, each time a gust of
wind flowed beneath them. He let out another laugh and opened his eyes.
Determination and desire sparked like a fire inside his blues. He let another
strong flap and felt his body lift the ground.
 He watched as the training grounds began to get smaller and smaller the more
he flapped his wings. He saw his flight teacher running into the grounds
watching him in awe. Heck, everyone was watching him in awe. He smiled and
released a loud laugh. He glanced behind his back and watched the black wings
take him up to the sky.
He flapped his wings up and stretched them out for all to see. The angels and
centurions in the sky all awed at him. Pit couldn’t help the grin that was
plastered on his face. He only stayed for them to admire for a minute before he
took off in the other direction. He honestly didn’t care at that moment if his
teacher was screaming at him to come down nor the others that were heeding the
warning. They didn’t understand how he felt. They didn’t understand the feeling
that stirred inside him. It was like his real self-had just awakened. He felt
each beat in his wings as they flapped against the wind current. He felt the
swift breeze flow through each tip of his feathers. It was like an old instinct
had been waiting to spark to life and now that he had these wings, they were
alive and taking their course through his veins.
“I can’t believe this! I’m flying by myself!” He laughed loudly in absolute
glee. 
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Pricropi watched in absolute awe as Pit flew overhead. He had never seen
anything like this before. Pit was flying as if he had always been able to. He
smiled and followed Pit with his eyes, observing everything the boy did. He
flew just like a pro, just like Dark Pit.
The elder angel understood then that it was the wings. Dark Pit’s former wings
had adjusted to their new host and now were letting him fly the way he was
always meant to.
“He doesn’t even need lessons. Those wings know exactly what they are doing.”
He laughed to himself as he watched Pit land a few feet away.
“Mr. White-Wing! Did you see me?! I was actually flying on my own! Whoooo-
hoooooo!” Pit laughed and fist pumped the air.
“You did wonderful lad! From my observation, you don’t even need lessons.”
“Really?” He inquired as he trotted over to the elder angel.
Pricropi nodded. “You were flying like a professional, Pit.”
Pit beamed and opened his wings. He peered back to them and said, “It felt like
something awakened inside me when I was in the sky.” He glanced back at the
elder angel. “It’s like I’ve known how to fly all along!”
“I believe the wings have awakened your natural instinct to fly.”
“Really?”
Pricropi nodded.
My wings will take care of you…
Pit’s smile faltered a little as Pittoo’s words echoed in the back of his mind.
Pittoo had done so much for him. Now he wanted to return the favor.
“Mr. White-Wing, can I ask you something?”
“Of course, Pit.”
“I know Pittoo isn’t doing too well. How long do you think he has left before
he…?”
Pricropi sighed. He hadn’t wanted to tell Pit yet but after what was said
earlier he knew he needed to tell him.
The two watched the boy run out of the room to get his breakfast. Once he left,
both smiles fell and each angel looked at each other.
“How’re you really holding up?” Pricropi asked, his tone much more serious than
it had been before. He overlooked Pittoo’s figure. He was looking paler than
the previous day.
“The wings will only last at least three more days. I can feel my life
literally being sucked away.”
Pricropi’s frown deepened. He sat down in the chair next to him and let his
head fall in his hands. He was silent for several minutes as he tried to think
of any other idea to keep this young boy; this boy that had sacrificed so much
to just so his lover could be happy, safe and alive. There had to be a way to
save this boy. There had to be.
“I must be honest, Dark Pit. I’m at my wits end. I don’t know what else we can
do.”
“Just teach Pit to fly.”
“But Pittoo-“
“-Don’t worry about me. Just teach him to fly.” He glanced out the window. “If
there is really no hope for me, I want to die knowing he learned to fly.”
Pricropi frowned. “Oh Dark Pit, please don’t say that. We’ll-“
“-White-Wing, don’t sugar coat it. I know what is happening to me. I am dying.
We’ve thought of everything. We’ve tried everything within the past few days.
There isn’t any hope for me.”
“Pit, I’ll be brutally honest with you. Dark Pit has three days left to live
unless we can come up with another way to keep him alive. The wings Lady
Palutena created aren’t working. We’ve tried everything but nothing is
working.” The old angel frowned and rubbed his eyes. “I’m at my wits end.”
“No…I can’t lose Pittoo! Not after what he has done for me. No! I won’t let
this happen! There has to be another way!” Pit narrowed his eyes. He brought
his index finger to his mouth and started to think. “Now let’s see…the wings
Lady Palutena made for him are sorta working because-“
“-they were from the feathers of his former wings.” Lady Palutena chimed in
from their minds.
“Lady Palutena!” Pit chirped.
“Oh, Pit! I was watching you from my fountain! I’m so happy to see you flying!
You’re a natural!” The goddess sounded like she had been crying.
“Thank you Lady Palutena but if it wasn’t for Pittoo I wouldn’t have been able
to fly at all. We need to think of a way to save him!”
“You’re right Pit. I made a promise to you. Let’s think inside my office.”
Palutena said and beamed them into her temple. Once both angels were there, she
couldn’t help but run up to Pit and hug him tightly. “I need to get this out of
my system first!”
A few moments passed while the goddess and Pit cried over his new ability. When
they finished there happy moment, they got back to their serious discussion.
“The question is; why are the wings you made failing?” Pit asked to himself
more than to the other two as he paced around the room.
“Pittoo said his body felt like they couldn’t live without his wings.”
explained Palutena “But why? Angels can live without their wings. They’re still
angels as long as they have their essence. So why is his body dying without
them?”
“Wait a moment!” Pricropi shouted as he thought of something. Both Palutena and
Pit turned to the elder angel. “Dark Pit told me the day after he returned with
Pit that he’s always had the wings since he came out of the mirror. What if
that is why his body is rejecting the wings you created? They aren’t entirely
from the mirror.”
All eyes widened at that thought.
“It makes sense!”
“He needs wings from the mirror itself!”
“But it was destroyed the day I found him. The mirror won’t work.”
“There has to be another way.” Pit replied.
“There has to be a way we can trick his body into thinking he has wings from
using the broken mirror…but how?” White-wing wondered.
The three sat around the room and brainstormed. How were they going to use a
broken mirror to give Pittoo wings?
Pit sighed and closed his eyes. The image of Dark Pit came to his mind as he
desperately thought of how to save him. He tried to think of something but his
mind ended up wandering down the path of memories. He thought about the first
time he saw Pittoo; the day he watched him race and how beautiful he looked
flying. That triggered the recent memory of when Pittoo returned to him after
announcing that he set the house he was locked in on fire and how-
Wait a minute. How exactly had Pittoo set the shack on fire? Wait, wasn’t there
something on his arm? It looked like tattoos but it was really-
“The burning palm!” Pit gasped
“What?” The elder two piped.
Pit whirled around to them. “The burning palm! Palms! We use the mirror shards
and grind them up into a liquid and then we can make a permanent palm on
Pittoo’s back! His body will think his wings are there and they won’t suck his
life out because they are from the source itself!”
The two said nothing as they absorbed this.
“Pit…That’s a brilliant idea!” Palutena said. “He would indeed have wings but
they wouldn’t be ones that worked if they were made from the mirror shards. But
we would need a base to grind up into the ink as well so his body really
believes there are wings.”
“A base?”
“That way he can access his ‘wings’. He’d need…” Pricropi’s eyes widened. He
turned towards Pit. “Humerus bones.”
Pit gasped. “Like from my old wings!”
“This is it! This will surely work! We just need to gather up all the material
and start on the ink. This will be a very close call since it takes two days to
prep for the magical ink. Pricropi, retrieve Pit’s old humerus bones. I’ll go
gather up some of the shards. Pit, you go tell Pittoo. We have an angel to save
everyone! Let’s go!”
***** Chapter 16 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
“Pittoo! Pittoo!” Pit cried out as he ran into the other boy’s room.
Dark Pit opened his eyes as the voice of the younger stirred him from his
slumber. He glanced tiredly at the boy rushing to his side.
“Shouldn’t you be learning to fly instead of waking me up?”
Pit beamed. “I can fly now. I didn’t even need any lessons! I just knew how to
do it! I actually flew up into the sky alone!”
The corner of Dark Pit’s lips twisted upwards as he listened to Pit. He could
see the glistening in those blue eyes and hear the happiness in his voice. He
could even feel it from the vibe the younger gave off. This had been what the
older boy wanted. He wanted to see that beautiful smile of happiness on the
other boy’s lips. He could die happy now that he knew he made the other smile
again.
“But that’s not the reason I came running in here.” Pit explained as he pulled
Dark Pit from his thoughts. “We figured out a way to save you!”
Dark Pit raised a brow. “How?”
Pit’s smile grew. “We’re going to tattoo wings onto you using the mirror shards
from the mirror you came out of as ink! So it’ll be like a palm weapon but on
your back!”
Dark Pit stared at him for several moments as he considered this idea. “It
could work.”
Pit squealed in glee and wrapped his arms around Pittoo’s neck. “Oh Pittoo!
You’re going to live!” Tears began to form from his eyes at the realization of
this. Pittoo was going to live!
“Pit, you’re choking me!”
“Oh! Sorry!” He released the older boy’s neck. “Lady Palutena and Mr. White-
wing are getting the stuff we’ll need to make your wings.”
“How long will it take for them to tattoo me?”
Pit’s smile faltered. “Two days.”
“Two days to mix ink?” Dark Pit scoffed. He lied back down on his pillow and
looked up at the ceiling. “This shit better work.”
“It will Pittoo! It has to!”
It has to.
Several minutes passed before the goddess and the old angel met up with the
two. Lady Palutena re-told Dark Pit what they were doing while Pricropi
explained how the procedure would work. From everything they informed him of,
it sounded like it would work. Dark Pit smiled in small relief. It was nice
having that grasp of hope again.
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The two days passed in a blur. Everyone was anxious about the wing palm for
Pittoo but no one really noticed his state (except for Pit). Dark Pit was on
the bridge of death. He was just as pale as he had been after the operation but
now he looked sickly. You could practically see a Reaper by his side, waiting
for him to kick the bucket and take his soul.
Pricropi and Palutena, worked endlessly on the ink. They too had noticed
Pittoo’s state and were in a hurry to get the ink ready. They’d crushed the
shards into glittering dust, as well as Pit’s old humerus bones. They poured
them into the ink and now had to keep an eye on it to make sure it thoroughly
dissolved into the ink and mixed well.
Pit had been in charge of taking care of Pittoo, which he didn’t mind at all.
Heck, he never left Pittoo’s side unless it was to use the bathroom. He helped
Pittoo eat and gave him potions to ease his pain and always held his hand.
Sometimes at night, he would wake himself up just to make sure Pittoo was still
breathing. If he was being honest with himself, he was terrified. Despite the
hope he held on to, fear was still floating on the surface. At any moment
Pittoo could die and he would never see him again. When he had thoughts like
that, he’d end up crying silently which, as hard as he tried not to, woke
Pittoo up. He didn’t say anything, just watched Pit and squeezed his hand.
Dark Pit’s final day had come. The ink was barely done. The wingless boy knew
then that they didn’t make it. Even if Palutena conjured up another pair of
wings, they wouldn’t work. His body had fully rejected them. One by one, the
feathers fell off until finally the false humerus bone collapsed. Dark Pit felt
his body begin to shut down. His life was ticking away. His body began to numb.
His hearing turned into white noise. He could see the mouths moving but he
couldn’t hear any of the voices, even the one he so wanted to hear the most.
He turned towards the crying boy. Tears were streaming out his eyes and down
his cheeks like he’d never seen before. He managed to squeeze Pit’s hand as
they lifted him out of the bed and into a stretcher. His vision started to blur
together. All he could hear was his shallow breathing and his heart slowly
thumping. He turned his head towards Pit and tried to tell him he loved him but
he couldn’t find his voice nor the muscle to move his lips. Soon, he couldn’t
even see him. Everything was a blur. He moved his sightless eyes up to where he
knew the ceiling was. He closed his eyes and listened to his heart beat finally
stop.
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Three months later…
Pit walked out of his room, all clean and ready for the day’s event. Today was
the day he’d been waiting for for a long time. He smiled to himself as he
walked happily down the corridor. A few of his soldiers stopped and saluted as
he walked past them, just like they had before. He threw some nods and smiles
their way as he continued down his path.
He reached an opening in the hallway that led to one of the many gardens. He
glanced at the sundial, seeing that it was almost noon.
“I still have a little time.” He said to himself.
He walked deeper into the garden until he reached the middle where a statue had
been placed. Pit felt his smile fall as he stopped in front of it. He felt his
heart tighten as he looked into the stone figure of Dark Pit. He approached the
stone and placed his hand just above the golden plague.
An angel born from a mirror,
Who fell in love with his other,
He went above and beyond to keep him safe,
He made the ultimate sacrifice giving up his wings,
Just so he could see Pit smile.
We will always honor what you did for us.
Dark Pit, Pit and Palutena’s hero.
Pit closed his eyes and pressed his head against the stone. Tears stung from
behind his eyes. He squeezed them shut, accidentally releasing a few.
“Oh Pittoo, I miss you.” He whispered to himself.
“Aye, Captain?” a voice called out.
Pit’s eyes opened immediately. He wiped away the tears then turned to the
solider approaching.
“I’m sorry to disrupt you, sir but the ceremony is about to begin. You better
get to the arena.”
Pit nodded. “You’re right.” He smiled softly. “I don’t wanna be late for my own
ceremony.”
He took another glance at the statue. “I love you Pittoo. I’ll come see you
after the ceremony ends.”
He opened his wings and took to the sky. He made his way towards the arena,
where three years ago it was meant to execute Pittoo. He sighed and flapped his
wings faster. He made it to the arena just in time. He hid behind the stage,
adjusting his toga, making sure he looked presentable. He took a few deep
breaths to calm his nerves. He peeked out of the curtain and suddenly felt déjà
vu. He sighed and knew exactly the cause of it. He closed his eyes and
remembered when he peeked out of these very same curtains and saw Dark Pit’s
head in the guillotine. He remembered wanting to go out and stop the whole
charade but he saw Pittoo look up at him and tell him no with his eyes.
“Are you ready for this, Pit?”
Pit’s eyes snapped open for the second time as a voice pulled him from his
thoughts. He looked up to see his guardian smiling down at him.
Pit smiled back and nodded. “I’m ready, Lady Palutena.”
The goddess nodded. “Alright. Wait for my queue.”
Pit nodded and watched the goddess walk out on stage.
The arena cheered when their goddess was presented. Lady Palutena smiled and
waved at her people, blowing a few kisses here and there.
“Hello, my people!” Palutena’s voice echoed across the stadium. “I welcome all
of you to this joyous ceremony! Today, we celebrate our victory against the
Underworld Army!” The arena let out a cheerful uproar. Palutena smiled and
joined in with their cheering. “Over a year we’ve been battling against Hades.
He thought he could beat us but we proved him wrong! My army cannot be
defeated!” The crowd let out another uproar. She waited until they calmed down
before continuing again. “The humans are safe and we are at peace! Hades has
been defeated by one single angel. An angel who overcame horrific events but
still managed to come out strong and end this war.”
Palutena turned towards the curtain behind her and began to clap.
Pit pulled back the curtain and smiled as he made his way towards her. The
stadium clapped loudly as Pit waved to his audience and approached Lady
Palutena. He grinned at her and knelt down before her. The goddess retrieved
the medal from the pillow Pricropi held and faced Pit.
Pit beamed up at her, a wide grin on his face as the medal was draped over his
head.
“I give you, Pit, Champion of Skyworld!”
Pit rose to his feet and hugged Lady Palutena. The arena erupted with cheers
and screams.
“Thank you Lady Palutena!”
“No Pit, Thank you. Hades wouldn’t have been defeated without you.” She turned
to their audience and spoke louder. “And we wouldn’t have been able to defeat
the Underworld Army without the sacrifice of another.” Palutena turned towards
Pit. She saw the happiness in his eyes morph into sadness. She placed her hand
on his shoulder and smiled. She turned towards the curtains. She raised her
staff to open them.
A figure slowly limped out of the shadows and smiled.
Pit’s heart stopped. The noise all around him stopped. Time stopped.
Dark Pit stood before him.
Three months ago, they were supposed to tattoo his wings but Pittoo’s body
rejected the old pair of wings sooner than they thought. His body began to shut
down and he died for a brief moment. Palutena was able to bring him back with
her magic; however, in order to keep him alive until the ink was ready, he was
put in a coma. He was only supposed to be in it for a few days until the ink
was finished. When White-Wing tattooed Dark Pit, they all thought he would
awaken from his coma but he didn’t. Even with Palutena’s magic, he never woke
up and possibly never would.
That was what Pit thought anyways but here he was. There in the flesh, leaning
on a cane to support his weight.
“Pittoo” Tears gushed out of Pit’s eyes as he ran towards the other.
Dark Pit smiled and opened his arm for the other boy’s embrace. Pit’s body
collided into Dark Pit’s. He wrapped his arms around Pittoo’s neck and cried
into it.
“Oh Pittoo! You’re awake! You’re really awake.” He sobbed. “I thought I lost
you, for real this time.”
Dark Pit squeezed the other tightly. He rested his head against Pit’s and
rubbed his back.
“I promised you I would fight to stay alive and that’s what I did. I fought for
what seemed like an eternity. Hearing your voice and feeling your hand in mine
gave me the strength to keep at it. I knew the harder I fought, the sooner I
would wake and see you.” Dark Pit whispered against his ear. “And here I am.”
Pit pulled away and looked to see tears falling out of those red eyes. Pit
placed both of his hands onto Pittoo’s cheek. “I missed you so much.”
“I missed you too.”
 Pit pressed their lips together.
They forgot their surroundings in that moment. Palutena, Pricropi and the
entire stadium watched the two as they were reunited again. The goddess smiled
and clapped her hands together. Pricropi looked up at the goddess and joined
in. Soon, the area around them began to applaud until the whole arena copied.
Pit and Dark Pit broke the kiss and looked towards their audience. They watched
everyone cheer and applaud for them. They even heard a few shouts of “I love
you Pit and Pittoo!” “Our favorite couple is together again!” The two couldn’t
help but blush at the shouts. They didn’t know how many fans they had (they
only knew of their flight teacher, whom was joining in on those shouts).
Palutena smiled and walked over to the two. She knelt down and wrapped her arms
around both of her angels.
“I’m so glad to have you two back together.” She whispered to them before she
planted her lips on both of their foreheads. She pulled away with a smile and
looked at her crowd. She stood tall and showed the two to the stadium. “My
people of Skyworld. I give you, my champion and my hero.” She turned to the two
behind her. “Take a bow, boys.”
Pit smiled and nodded. He looked at Pittoo and grabbed his hand. They slowly
walked closer to the center of the stage.
“Do I have to?” Dark Pit groaned. “I don’t even consider myself a hero.”
“I do.” Pit smiled. “You saved my life so many times, I wouldn’t be here
without you.”
Dark Pit smiled and brought Pit’s hand to his lips and kissed it, causing Pit
to giggle and blush.
They made it to the center of the stage. Pit smiled and bowed before his peers.
He glanced at Pittoo and grinned encouragingly. Dark Pit rolled his eyes but
smirked. He activated the tattoos on his back and two big wings made out of
mirrors opened. The whole audience let out an awe (Pit included) as they stared
at the mirror wings.
“It-it worked! The ink, it actually-“
“-Yup. I now have a flightless pair of wings made up of a mirror. That’s a new
one.”
“They’re so cool though! Hey! We could use them as a disco ball!” Pit giggled.
 “We’re NOT using my wings as a disco ball.”
“Aww c’mon Pittoo. We could use them for the celebration.” Palutena winked.
“No”
Pit couldn’t help but laugh. He pulled Pittoo towards him and wrapped his arms
around his waist. He smiled widely and opened his wings. Dark Pit’s eyes
widened as he realized what was about to happen.
“Pit, no!”
But it was too late. Pit took to the sky with Pittoo in his hold. Dark Pit
snapped and demanded Pit to take him down but the younger didn’t listen.
Instead, he hugged him tighter and twirled in the air. Dark Pit clung to him
but closed his eyes and smiled at the familiar feeling of wind on his face. It
had been so long since he felt this. He opened his eyes and found Pit smiling
at him.
“I finally get to fly you in the air.” Pit said.
Dark Pit smiled softly. “How does it feel to have working wings?”
“It feels amazing but it feels better having you in my arms.” Pit nuzzled the
other. “I really missed you Pittoo.”
“I missed you too. Everything is going to be better now. Stagger is dead. Hades
has been defeated. The war is over. You have wings that can fly. I have wings
that will keep me alive. And there is nothing that will keep us apart now. We
can finally be together.”
“Together forever?” Pit’s eyes glistened against the sunlight.
Dark Pit smiled and nodded. “Together forever, baby.”
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One year later…
Dark Pit sighed as he walked out of his office. It had been a long day of
teaching for him. Palutena had given him the job as the obstacle instructor. He
made the new recruits run courses and got to yell at them and call them names
(that was his favorite part). He was a stern instructor but he was also fair.
His students definitely respected him. They’d heard the stories of Pittoo’s
heroic deeds and how he sacrificed his wings for Pit and nearly died for the
boy he loved.
The angel yawned as he walked down the corridor. He still had to use the cane
to help him walk. It wasn’t that he couldn’t walk, he could, but his balance
was off since he no longer had wings. Pricropi told him when he woke up from
his coma that he would probably be very dependent of the cane and it may be a
permanent state. Dark Pit honestly hated the cane. It made him feel weak but he
did need it to walk. The fake wings on his back were his life source and
nothing more. He couldn’t do anything with them really. Sure, they looked cool,
mirror shards that hovered over his back were shaped like wings. At any time he
could activate and deactivate them. However, they did nothing to support his
balance.
He walked past the training grounds and saw Pit teaching his troops some new
moves. He watched as his boyfriend flew in the air and perform a spiral attack.
The troops watched in awe as Pit performed the move.
Dark Pit smiled to himself and continued towards his destination. He didn’t
want Pit to notice him. He had something he needed to do before they met later
in Pit’s room.
He finally made it to his destination: Palutena’s temple. He walked up the
stairs and entered. He walked down the goddess’s long hallways until he reached
the room with the fountain. He found the goddess hovering over the fountain,
watching Pit train her troops.
“Palutena.”
The goddess glanced over her shoulder and smiled when she saw Dark Pit.
“Hello Pittoo. How’re you today?”
“Fine. I need to talk to you.”
The goddess arched a green brow. “Oh? What is it?”
“Remember when I rescued Pit and you said if I ever needed anything to ask?”
Palutena nodded. “Of course.”
“Well, I want to cash that in now.”
~
Pit glanced out his balcony window, taking in the sweet sunset that painted the
evening sky. The sky was still sky blue but it also had a darker grey blue with
a desert pink mixed in. Golden highlights bounced off the clouds, illuminating
them and scattered in separate pieces throughout the sky. It was honestly
breathtaking.
The young boy sighed and glanced back at his bedroom door. Pittoo was running
late. He should’ve been finished with training. He didn’t see him when he went
to the hot springs. Where could he be?
He released another sigh and glanced back towards the sky.
Tonight will be the night.Pit thought to himself. Tonight’s the night, I let
him.
Pit had been thinking about this for months. It had been a year since the
incident with Stagger. He never thought that he would ever want anyone to touch
him again. That horrible being had destroyed him in so many ways but Pittoo had
been there to pick up the pieces. He didn’t want to give himself to Pittoo
because he felt like his boyfriend deserved it (which he did). He had made it
very clear that he would only have sex with him if Pit wanted it. Pit didn’t
think he would ever want it because of Stagger but things had changed with him.
His body had changed.
He had always seen Pittoo as an attractive guy (of course because he looked
like him) but now he was seeing him in a different light. A desirable light, a
lustful light. He caught himself staring at the older boy’s bare chest more
often than he used to. His eyes would fall down his toned body, over his
abdomens, belly button and then follow his happy trail to his crotch. He caught
himself blushing more times than ever at the thought of what it would feel like
to have Pittoo inside him. When those thoughts occurred he couldn’t help but
pleasure himself. He felt shameful but he couldn’t help it. His body just
wanted to feel Pittoo so badly. Despite how badly his body wanted him, he
couldn’t come to himself to ask Pittoo. He had more dreams of Dark Pit (sure
they were wet ones but dreams nonetheless) than anything else. He knew deep
down that he couldn’t contain the urge inside anymore. He wanted Pittoo. He
wanted him to be inside him and that was what Pittoo had asked.
Now was the night he would finally feel him.
He bit his lip and glanced down to find a bulge forming. He smacked himself in
the head for getting carried away in his thoughts. At any moment Pittoo could
walk in and how was he supposed to explain this? Well, maybe it would be a good
way to break the ice.
The door to his room creaked open. Pit glanced over his shoulder and saw Dark
Pit enter his room. Oh boy.
“H-hey Pittoo.” Pit squeaked.
Dark Pit glanced over at him. He raised a brow at the squeak in the boy’s
voice. “Hey. What’re you doing?”
“Just, uh, watching the sunset.”
“Why do you look so nervous?” Dark Pit asked as he walked towards the other.
“Um, I-“
“Are you okay?” Pittoo reached for his arm but Pit smacked it away. “Pit! What
the heck is wrong with you?”
“I-I’m fine, Pittoo, really!”
“You don’t sound fine.” He reached again for the boy’s arm. His grip was tight
and he yanked Pit around. Pit squeaked when he was forced to face him. His face
was completely red. He bit his lip and looked down. Dark Pit followed his gaze
and felt his own face redden. “Oh.” He glanced at the boy and smirked. “Were
you thinking about me?”
Pit bit down on his lip harder. When he looked up at Pittoo, there was a
glimmer of lust blazing in those eyes. He closed them and grabbed Pittoo’s face
and slammed their lips together. Dark Pit’s eyes widened at the unexpected kiss
but happily returned it. He closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around the
boy’s waist, pulling him closer. Pit’s arms snaked around the older boy’s next
and pressed harder. Their mouths moved together, in a perfect rhythm that only
their lips knew. Pit’s tongue slithered into Dark Pit’s mouth and found the
other’s mouth muscle.
Dark Pit started to grip Pit’s clothing as he hungered for more. Pit broke the
kiss and moaned when Pittoo started biting his neck. He let out little whimpers
as the teeth nibbled against his skin. His tongue glazed over his flesh like it
was a sweet treat. The sensation Pit felt was intoxicating. The tips of his
toes curled as he was overwhelmed with pleasure. He felt his member harden at
the rich lust that was washing over him.
“Pittoo,” He breathed. The other stopped and glanced up at him. “Touch me.”
Dark Pit’s eyes widened in shock. “Are you sure?”
Pit nodded. “Yes, I want you to. I want all of you.” He grabbed Pittoo’s face
again and kissed him with such hunger. “I want to feel your hands touching me.”
He breathed against the kiss. “I want to feel you inside me.”
Dark Pit’s smirked. He scooped up Pit in his arms and walked towards the room.
Pit wrapped his legs around Pittoo’s waist and continued to devour his mouth
while the other slowly made his way to the bed. Once they reached it, he tossed
Pit onto the bed and threw his cane on the floor. He tore off his toga until he
was in nothing but his shorts. Pit ogled him with lust as he took in that toned
body. Dark Pit wasted no time after he removed his clothes. He crawled on the
bed and started stripping Pit of his clothes. He’d pause a few times, asking
Pit if he was still okay. When the boy answered, yes, he continued. Dark Pit
removed the boy’s shorts and grinned at the sight that greeted him. Pit was
hard. He reached for his length and started playing with the tip. He rubbed his
thumb against it. He traced over the member, sending a wave of pleasure
throughout the boy. Pittoo grinned and wrapped his hand around it and started
to pump. The boy closed his eyes and moaned in delight. Those strong hands
stroking his hard on felt amazing. He felt the molten heat inside, flow through
his lower body as he was stroked. He could feel it pushing towards his length.
He cried out when he felt something hot and wet over him. He opened his eyes
and found Pittoo’s lips wrapped around him. He felt his hot tongue lick his tip
and then down his length. The molten moved quickly towards his destination
until finally he cried out and came. To his surprise, Dark Pit didn’t remove
his mouth. Instead, he let the thick white liquid fill up his mouth and then
swallowed. He looked up at Pit and licked his lips.
“Pittoo.” Pit breathed. Dark Pit said nothing. He crawled over the boy and
pressed their lips together. “Pittoo, please I need you inside me.”
“Are you sure about this, Pit?” Pittoo asked.
“Yes, I’ve been wanting you for months. I just, couldn’t, well ask you.” He
blushed.
“Why not?” He stopped their kiss and looked at him.
“I didn’t think you would, well, want me to?”
Pittoo rolled his eyes. “I told you a year ago that if you wanted me to touch
you then tell me. I want you to want me when you’re ready.”
“I’m ready now.”
Dark Pit grinned. “Then let’s make some love.”
He pressed his lips against Pit’s again and began to take off his shorts. He
shimmied out of them and threw them on the floor. Pit took the chance to glance
at his lover’s length. He bit his lip and giggled. Dark Pit rolled his eyes and
placed his fingers inside the boy’s mouth.
“I don’t have any lube, so get them nice and wet.” He smirked.
Pit nodded and did as he was asked. He licked and sucked on each fingers,
making slurping noises. He twirled his tongue on each one about three times
before he smiled up at Pittoo. Dark Pit retrieved his fingers, making a popping
sound and moved towards Pit’s entrance. He slid a finger in, causing Pit to
squeak at the wetness that entered. He twirled it around, getting his inside to
expand. He pushed another finger in and started to scissor him. Pit’s toes
curled and his back arched. He whimpered and moaned at the same time. His body
felt so hot and Dark Pit hadn’t even entered him. He didn’t know if he could
take much more. The older boy entered a third finger and really started to
thrust them deeper.
“Pittoo, I ca-can’t take much, guh, longer!” Pit moaned. “I need to feel you
inside me.”
“Someone is impatient.” Pittoo chuckled. “Are you really okay with this?”
“Yes! I told you, I’m okay! I want you! Please, just get inside me.”
Dark Pit chuckled again but obeyed. He took his fingers out and was about to
inform the other that he didn’t have any lube for his length but Pit beat him
to it. He sat up and put his mouth over Pittoo’s cock. He licked over his
length, swirling his tongue over everything, making sure it was coated in his
salvia. When he finished, he pulled his mouth out, making a popping sound and
lied back down. He smirked at Pittoo’s shocked face.
“Well, that works.” He chuckled.
He positioned himself just outside Pit’s entrance. He glanced at the boy below
and asked him one more time if he was sure.
“Yes, Pittoo.”
“Let me know if I hurt you.”
Pit nodded.
Dark Pit nodded back then pushed his length inside. Pit cried out immediately.
Despite how many times this had happened to him, he never really got over the
pain. It didn’t hurt as bad as the very first time but it still hurt, just not
as much. Pittoo went all the way inside and waited for a few moments until Pit
was used to the feeling. He leaned down and planted loving kisses over his face
then slowly began to move. Pit moaned again and arched his back as he felt the
pain dissolve and the pleasure to arrive.  He felt it all over his body. He
panted as Pittoo thrusted slowly but surely. He liked the feeling Pittoo
brought. He felt tingling through his insides and surprisingly felt giddy. He
couldn’t help but watch Pittoo grind into him. He watched his muscles flex and
the sweat starting to drip down his temples.
Pittoo was in his own little bliss. He felt so high inside Pit. He felt so
good. His warm insides were tight around his length. He enjoyed the sensation
he felt when he thrusted inside him and loved the sounds Pit made. He felt eyes
on him and glanced down to see Pit staring at him with hazy blue eyes. Pittoo
grinned ad picked up the pace. Pit cried out as he went deeper.
Before Pit could react, he was pushed to the side, with his leg spread open.
Dark Pit was able to slam deeper into him through this angle. Pit moaned as a
new wave of ecstasy flowed through him. He gripped the covers and shut his
eyes. Oh everything felt so good! Pittoo felt so good. He already felt himself
getting hard again. Pittoo noticed and grabbed his length and started pumping
that as well. Pit cried out louder than he had before.
“Shut up you idiot.” Dark Pit laughed. “The whole temple is going to hear you.”
“I don’t e-even care ri-right now. You’re making me so hot, Pittoo!”
“Heh, good.”
Several minutes passed and they continued in their love making. Dark Pit had
repositioned Pit onto his hands and knees after the boy came. His thrusts were
deeper and quicker as heat began to boil in his lower stomach. He’d managed to
hit Pit in one spot that make him moan louder than before. He had to shove a
pillow in his face to muffle up his sounds. The last thing they needed was
someone to run in and see them fucking. Wouldn’t that be embarrassing?
“Pittoo! Pittoo, I’m gonna, oh!”
“Come for me babe.” Dark Pit whispered hoarsely. He planted his lips along
Pit’s back and in between his black wings.
Pit cried out as he came all over the bed. He panted and wiped away the sweat
that dripped from his forehead. It wasn’t too long before he felt Pittoo’s grip
on his waist tighten and then groan as he came inside the boy. Pit squeaked
when his insides filled up even more. The two stayed in their positions, each
panting completely breathless. As soon as Pittoo pulled out of Pit, he
collapsed.
“Woooow~” Pit said as he lied there. “That was everything I hoped for.”
“Hoped for, huh?” Dark Pit kissed Pit’s face and lied beside him. He pulled the
other over and let him pant on his stomach. “You’ve been naughty, Pit.”
Pit blushed and bit his lip. “I couldn’t help it okay! It’s like every time I
see you, my body gets this urge and I just want to feel you inside me and it
drives me crazy!”
Dark Pit closed his eyes and laughed. “Well, I’m flattered.”
Pit propped himself up on the other boy’s chest. “Pittoo? Do you ever feel that
way towards me?”
“Of course but I didn’t act on it. I had to wait until you wanted me.”
“I’m sorry, it took so long.”
Dark Pit caressed his face. “Don’t be. It was worth the wait.”
Pit smiled and kissed the middle of Pittoo’s chest. He was about to close his
eyes and relax when he remembered something. “Hey Pittoo?”
“Hm?”
“Where were you today? You were late.”
“Why? Did you wanna fuck sooner?”
Pit bit his lip. “Uh-‘
The older boy chuckled. “I went to Palutena.”
“Huh? Why?”
Dark Pit opened his eyes. He looked at Pit with a serious expression. “Reach
under the pillow.”
“Why?”
“You’ll see.”
Pit looked at him confused but obeyed. He reached underneath the pillow and
pulled out his Pittoo plushie. His face turned red when he saw that Pittoo
still knew about it. He was about to apologize when he noticed something
shining. He pulled the doll closer and sat up on the bed. He glanced at it and
saw there was a ring attached to a chain around the doll.
Pit looked at Pittoo confused. “Pittoo, what is this?”
“It’s part of the mirror I came out of. Palutena morphed it together to make it
into a ring then poofed it around the dumb doll’s neck.”
Pit’s blue eyes widened.
Dark Pit sat up and cupped Pit’s face in his hands. “Pit, you’ve been the
missing part of my life. I went to hell and back for you and I will continue to
do so until the day I’m really gone. You’re the one light in my life that I
want to follow. Will you marry me?”
“Oh Pittoo! Yes!” Pit began to cry and laugh at the same time. “Yes, I will
marry you!”
 Dark Pit grinned and yanked the chain off the doll. He took the ring and
placed it on Pit’s ring finger. Pit looked at the ring on his finger and
couldn’t help but giggle. He wrapped his arms around Pittoo and kissed him.
Pit had gone through so much in his life. So many awful thing happened to him
but now it seemed like a distant memory. His life had turned around and now he
could look forward to his future with Pittoo.
Chapter End Notes
     Thus concludes the Flightless and Taken Series!
     Sorry if anyone felt like this was rushed. I tried really hard not to
     rush but it was kinda hard, especially when there wasn't much left to
     the story.
     Anyways! I hope you all enjoyed the story! Thank you all for the
     kudos and comments! If you want more Pitcest, I have written a lot
     more! If you've read what I've written and want more then don't
     worry! I have more coming. I've already started on a oneshot but I
     might take a little break and work on two other non-pitcest fics
     before I start it. Honestly after spending four months on this fic I
     kinda need a break. This fic was only supposed to be 10 chapters long
     but I got carried away lol
     Again thank you everyone! Have a wonderful weekend ;D!
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