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Fallen For You

Chapter 6: Demise
Part 2

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Ike held the body of his Angel close, stroking the youth’s serene features for the last time.

“Poor baby,” he found himself whispering, time and time again to the corpse in his arms. “…My poor baby…”

As his hand made another pass to caress his husband’s face, he brushed away some small dust-like particles. At first glance, the mercenary thought that it was gold glitter, but as he examined the bits stuck to his fingers, he saw that light was being emitted from the specks, not reflecting off of them. After a close examination of Pit’s face, he saw that every visible area of the Angel’s flesh was covered with the shining golden light. The longer he watched, the more illuminated his spouse became. Finally, Pit’s entire body was as luminous as the warm glow of a hearth. Enchanted, Ike pressed his palm to the Fallen’s shining cheek.

As if a membrane had been ruptured, the little sparks erupted and scattered around the room in a swirl of golden light. Having no boundaries, the specks swirled around the room, rushing over the stupefied bluenette like a wave.

As he was bathed in the warm glow, Ike could feel a light touch on his face that felt like his Angel’s gentle kisses, it rushed through his hair like his Pit’s fingers, and warmed his body like the boy’s small embrace.

Before the mercenary could properly process what he was feeling and seeing, the particles winked out of existence, one by one, until Pit’s essence was lost from the world. The larger man was now truly alone.

Looking down, he found that hall he had in his arms was the black toga, the laurel he had given his lover as a gift, and a pile of black feathers. “P-Pit?” he called quietly, but he knew better than to expect an answer. The sense of loss quickly became overwhelming. For the first time in his life, Ike blacked out from stress.

When he came to, he heard a male voice.

“… just vanished by the looks of it.”

“And what did you expect?” a female voice bit back. “He was an Angel. I’m sure that death works differently for his kind.”

“Yeah, but I always thought that Angels were immortal.”

“As you can clearly see, Pit wasn’t.”

The bluenette felt a few stray tears slip down his face.

“Oh, look…. He’s awake. How can he even sleep after what he’s done?”

“Zelda, have a heart. He just lost someone very near and dear to him; his husband. He’s grieving.”

“I don’t care! Pit would still be here if he would have just stopped and thought about how his greed affected others.”

“Zel, no one could have predicted—“

“I could have!”

The mercenary opened his eyes slowly, as if the small action used every ounce of his remaining strength. He saw Link and Zelda glaring at each other from either side of his bed.

“Link,” he called softly, his voice as small and insignificant as he felt. “You don’t have to defend me…”

“Arrogant ass!” Zelda began, her anger unhinged now that she didn’t have to consider Pit’s feelings towards Ike. “How dare you! You just use people! You used Samus for two years and then left her when she got sick, you pig. Good thing Snake can appreciate a woman, or Samus might have given up on herself. That’s what happens when you use people; you diminish their self worth! So, you got a new target after Samus became too much responsibility: Pit. A sweet, little Angel.

“How could you, Ike? Honestly? How could you rape a sweet Angel?”

Links’ jaw dropped. “What?! Pit was never raped! What are you talking about woman?!”

“Oh, don’t defend him, Link! Ike knows what he’s done! Look at him!”

The mercenary kept his head low. Very few statements from the Princess’s rant made it through to his thoughts, which were swirling around Pit’s final moments. He didn’t have the energy to focus any more.

“That is the face of guilt. Ike knows what he’s done. He knows what he did to Pit. I’m sure that he lied his ass off to that sweet boy. How he tainted Pit – turned his wings black. I’m sure that the marriage was only done out of guilt, or worse, ignorance. Just carrying on with his life while Pit slowly freezes to death! You didn’t even try to help him until he was too far gone!

“I wish you would have died! Then, maybe Pit would still be here!”

“Zelda!” Link barked. “Line crossed! That was horrible! You shouldn’t say things like tha—“

“I’m only giving Ike a chunk of my mind so that maybe, just maybe, some of it will sink in. That way, when Marth revives Pit, Ike can do what’s best for him, and not for himself,” the Hylian woman huffed, teary eyed.

The bluenette looked up. “What? Pit? Marth? What?”

Zelda scowled and stormed out of the room. Link shook his head and turned to Ike. “Yeah, Marth pulled through; maybe because he wasn’t all worn out from fighting you. I can’t say for sure. I told him about… what happened… and he’s going to use the power to bring Pit back and make sure he stays healthy.”

The mercenary hung his head. “The best way to do that is to keep him away from me… I’ll only kill him again… I don’t deserve his love.”

“Hey, don’t listen to Zelda. She’s jealous of what the two of you shared; we all were.

“Look, Pit wanted to be with you, Ike. And I know you want to be with him too. Let it be that simple,” the blonde man coaxed, pulling the bluenette off of his bed. “Now, let’s go bring him back so you two can work on a ‘Happily Ever After’.”

The larger swordsman sighed and followed his friend, debating on what to do. He couldn’t decide who was right out of the two Hylians.

The group met at Final Destination where Marth and The Hands were waiting. “Congratulations,” Ike murmured to the Prince, unable to summon very much enthusiasm in the wake of his loss.

Marth placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. “You’ll get him back, Ike. I can live with Roy living his life in a land far from here, but I cannot live with Roy while Pit isn’t alive. It’s not right.”

The mercenary dried his eyes. “Thank you. I know what you’re sacrificing to do this.”

The Altean smiled. “Don’t worry about it.”

“Prince Marth, have you made your decision?” Master Hand questioned, floating closer to the platform.

“I have. I wish to resurrect Captain Pit—“

“And send him back to Skyworld with no memory of the tournament,” Ike added.

(End Part 2)

Description
Fallen For You

Chapter 6: Demise
Part 2

***

Ike held the body of his Angel close, stroking the youth’s serene features for the last time.

“Poor baby,” he found himself whispering, time and time again to the corpse in his arms. “…My poor baby…”

As his hand made another pass to caress his husband’s face, he brushed away some small dust-like particles. At first glance, the mercenary thought that it was gold glitter, but as he examined the bits stuck to his fingers, he saw that light was being emitted from the specks, not reflecting off of them. After a close examination of Pit’s face, he saw that every visible area of the Angel’s flesh was covered with the shining golden light. The longer he watched, the more illuminated his spouse became. Finally, Pit’s entire body was as luminous as the warm glow of a hearth. Enchanted, Ike pressed his palm to the Fallen’s shining cheek.

As if a membrane had been ruptured, the little sparks erupted and scattered around the room in a swirl of golden light. Having no boundaries, the specks swirled around the room, rushing over the stupefied bluenette like a wave.

As he was bathed in the warm glow, Ike could feel a light touch on his face that felt like his Angel’s gentle kisses, it rushed through his hair like his Pit’s fingers, and warmed his body like the boy’s small embrace.

Before the mercenary could properly process what he was feeling and seeing, the particles winked out of existence, one by one, until Pit’s essence was lost from the world. The larger man was now truly alone.

Looking down, he found that hall he had in his arms was the black toga, the laurel he had given his lover as a gift, and a pile of black feathers. “P-Pit?” he called quietly, but he knew better than to expect an answer. The sense of loss quickly became overwhelming. For the first time in his life, Ike blacked out from stress.

When he came to, he heard a male voice.

“… just vanished by the looks of it.”

“And what did you expect?” a female voice bit back. “He was an Angel. I’m sure that death works differently for his kind.”

“Yeah, but I always thought that Angels were immortal.”

“As you can clearly see, Pit wasn’t.”

The bluenette felt a few stray tears slip down his face.

“Oh, look…. He’s awake. How can he even sleep after what he’s done?”

“Zelda, have a heart. He just lost someone very near and dear to him; his husband. He’s grieving.”

“I don’t care! Pit would still be here if he would have just stopped and thought about how his greed affected others.”

“Zel, no one could have predicted—“

“I could have!”

The mercenary opened his eyes slowly, as if the small action used every ounce of his remaining strength. He saw Link and Zelda glaring at each other from either side of his bed.

“Link,” he called softly, his voice as small and insignificant as he felt. “You don’t have to defend me…”

“Arrogant ass!” Zelda began, her anger unhinged now that she didn’t have to consider Pit’s feelings towards Ike. “How dare you! You just use people! You used Samus for two years and then left her when she got sick, you pig. Good thing Snake can appreciate a woman, or Samus might have given up on herself. That’s what happens when you use people; you diminish their self worth! So, you got a new target after Samus became too much responsibility: Pit. A sweet, little Angel.

“How could you, Ike? Honestly? How could you rape a sweet Angel?”

Links’ jaw dropped. “What?! Pit was never raped! What are you talking about woman?!”

“Oh, don’t defend him, Link! Ike knows what he’s done! Look at him!”

The mercenary kept his head low. Very few statements from the Princess’s rant made it through to his thoughts, which were swirling around Pit’s final moments. He didn’t have the energy to focus any more.

“That is the face of guilt. Ike knows what he’s done. He knows what he did to Pit. I’m sure that he lied his ass off to that sweet boy. How he tainted Pit – turned his wings black. I’m sure that the marriage was only done out of guilt, or worse, ignorance. Just carrying on with his life while Pit slowly freezes to death! You didn’t even try to help him until he was too far gone!

“I wish you would have died! Then, maybe Pit would still be here!”

“Zelda!” Link barked. “Line crossed! That was horrible! You shouldn’t say things like tha—“

“I’m only giving Ike a chunk of my mind so that maybe, just maybe, some of it will sink in. That way, when Marth revives Pit, Ike can do what’s best for him, and not for himself,” the Hylian woman huffed, teary eyed.

The bluenette looked up. “What? Pit? Marth? What?”

Zelda scowled and stormed out of the room. Link shook his head and turned to Ike. “Yeah, Marth pulled through; maybe because he wasn’t all worn out from fighting you. I can’t say for sure. I told him about… what happened… and he’s going to use the power to bring Pit back and make sure he stays healthy.”

The mercenary hung his head. “The best way to do that is to keep him away from me… I’ll only kill him again… I don’t deserve his love.”

“Hey, don’t listen to Zelda. She’s jealous of what the two of you shared; we all were.

“Look, Pit wanted to be with you, Ike. And I know you want to be with him too. Let it be that simple,” the blonde man coaxed, pulling the bluenette off of his bed. “Now, let’s go bring him back so you two can work on a ‘Happily Ever After’.”

The larger swordsman sighed and followed his friend, debating on what to do. He couldn’t decide who was right out of the two Hylians.

The group met at Final Destination where Marth and The Hands were waiting. “Congratulations,” Ike murmured to the Prince, unable to summon very much enthusiasm in the wake of his loss.

Marth placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. “You’ll get him back, Ike. I can live with Roy living his life in a land far from here, but I cannot live with Roy while Pit isn’t alive. It’s not right.”

The mercenary dried his eyes. “Thank you. I know what you’re sacrificing to do this.”

The Altean smiled. “Don’t worry about it.”

“Prince Marth, have you made your decision?” Master Hand questioned, floating closer to the platform.

“I have. I wish to resurrect Captain Pit—“

“And send him back to Skyworld with no memory of the tournament,” Ike added.

(End Part 2)