The Goddess of Bad Luck (Pit x Reader x Dark Pit) (Under Editing!!)

2) An Army of Weird Winged Creatures

  The warmth all around me distracted me from the pain. In fact, my pain was gone, and my bed was warmer than ever.

"Crap! I'm going to be late for school!" I shot up, knowing that if I was this comfortable, something was wrong. Then a migraine hit me in the head. It was more like someone hit me in the skull with a mallet than just my brain simulating pain, for whatever reason. Not that bad luck needed a reason to mess with me. "Maybe I'll play the sick card."

Looking around, I found that I must have been asleep still, because I wasn't in my bedroom. The bed someone had tucked neatly me into was the most comfortable thing in the world and I wouldn't have left if the rest of the room didn't pique my interest.

Tall white pillars made up the bedpost, drawing my eye to the chandelier in the middle of the ceiling. Murals covered the room above. It curved upwards into a dome shape. The paintings displayed clouds and angels and odd things I didn't exactly understand.

That's when I laid my eyes on it. There was a depiction of a floating eyeball in the mural. A chill went down my spine as all the memories crashed through my brain like a car wreck. The flying eyes, the meteor, and... my town.

Clearly the meteor didn't wipe out the earth as I thought it would, because I was still alive in this completely normal room. Well, normal wasn't the word, but at least it was unaffected by whatever happened before I passed out.

Slowly, I lifted the covers off the lower half of my body and my foot only slightly touched the cold tile below. It took me a moment to remember how to stand. There was a searing pain in my upper leg that wasn't helping at all. "Freaking eyeballs and their... light beam things!"

I was quick to shut up when I stepped into the sun and it shined in my eyes. I went over to check out the large windows across the room. The view was a much different scene than I was expecting.

There I was, miles above the clouds overlooking the skies with no ground in sight.

I would have screamed too if it wasn't for something I heard out the door and down the hall. A voice! Stumbling back, I slipped on the circular rug, crashing onto the ground. And unfortunately, onto my injured leg. As fast as I could comprehend, I straightened up the rug and skid across the time. There were only moments to spare as I slid under the bed.

The door handle turned, and my heart beat in sync with the steps on the ground. Then it stopped, and the humming came to a halt.

"Hu? Where- Hello!? Is anyone here?!" the voice, of which sounded like a boy's, became more panicked by the moment. Horrified did not come close to describing what I felt at that moment. Terrified wasn't the word that explained the feeling in my body and the pounding in my brain as he came closer. "Oh, gods! Lady Palutena!"

And like lightning, he was gone, leaving the door wide open as he raced off.

I stayed like that for just a moment more because it occurred to me that his voice was familiar, whoever he was. Something about the humming caught me off guard, giving me a certain adrenaline rush. Was I dead? Was this heaven? Was that him?

My crush might have been in the room after all that time. And after all that time I could finally apologize and make things right! But the other side of my brain had never been more skeptical. There was no way I could be that naive, not knowing the extent of my bad luck.

I turned over and looked out the door from where I was. Feet were running back and forth down the hall accompanied things like, "have you seen her," and "any sign of the girl?!"

Had this become a hostage situation?

The more concerned I became, the more I just wanted to go home. But to do that, I would have to find a way back to land, if that was possible. I scooted a little closer to the edge of the bed to get a better view of the door. To my pure confusion, I found out that the feet belonged to odd, winged men. They dressed in gold armor, reminiscent of the roman empire, and seemed as stupid as goldfish. Every second, they were bumping into each other like drones on auto pilot.

"Gods."

I then rolled to the side of the bed, facing away from the door, and snuck my way across the room without the creatures spotting me. On the other side of the room was another door, which I assumed was a closet. I was right and made the plan to make that my place of refuge until further notice.

Further notice being 'winged man' sabotage.

I was relieved to see that I wouldn't be hanging around in the dark, for there were candles lighting the closet. The room I woke up in must have belonged to one of the winged men, because the same uniforms they dressed in covered the walls. That gave me an idea.

So, there I was, executing Plan B, when in hindsight, Plan A (stay in the closet), seemed like the better option. It was too late for that. I walked out into the hallway and hunched my back over to be a similar height. I had put my hair up with some spare rope I had found and chose a large helmet to keep the weird angel men from finding out my identity.

The hall I entered was incredible, even with my helmet blocking some of my gaze. I looked around, admiring the architecture. It was like something out of ancient Greece and the mythology-buff side of me was adoring every second of it.

That's when it was my turn to be the idiot, because I had walked straight into one creature, which caused me to fall back. I placed a hand on my helmet to keep it from slipping, too.

"Who do you think you are, scrawny!?" this creature's voice wasn't like the others. It was deep and far meaner. I looked up and realized I had collided with the king of idiotic flying creatures, for he was huge and looked like he could destroy me with a flick.

"I'M SORRY, SIR!" I apologized, just to realize that it was a little too loud not to be suspicious of.

"As the second in command to Lady Palutena's army, I must say you are the thinnest thing to ever be under her command!" he said in a gruff voice. "Here, maybe if we remove this helmet, you can look your commander in the eye."

Everything was suddenly in slow motion as he reached out his large hand. The laughing around me only made it harder to process my next step.

This was it. I was a goner.

The moment he flicked the gold headpiece onto the floor, the hall was silent. Silent like graveyard, and it was my funeral. But in a fight or flight situation such as that, flight would always be my first choice.

"OUT OF MY WAY, PLEASE!!!" I dashed through the hallway, pushing any and all idiots out of my way.

The entire place devolved into chaos as the creatures everywhere were stumbling over each other trying to capture me.

That's when I heard a new voice from behind me.

"Oh! It's you!"

The lightness in his statement and the relief in his tone begged me to turn. And I just had to. "Issac?"

But the eyes that met mine were not dark like my crush's. They were as blue as the skies and confused by the name I had called him. It wasn't him at all.

It was an angel.

Despite wanting to stare at the angelic creature, my legs were running off before I could process it. So down the labyrinth of hallways I went, and secretly opened a random door the moment no one was looking. Shutting it frantically, I reached for the lock, but it just wouldn't budge. Hopefully, my bad luck would just happen to not let anyone pick this door to look behind.

Leaning against the door, I sank to the ground. "Thank goddess I'm alive."

That's when I heard a voice in the room with me. It turns out bad luck was just one step ahead.

"Oh, there you are!" a figure rose from the desk she sat at. Her long, viridescent hair glowed in the angelic light that adorned the room. This must have been the goddess that the commander mentioned. "We have all been so worried about you! Where did you run off to?"

I was too stunned to move, and my face said it all. I shivered even though the room was at a comfortable temperature.

The goddess kneeled to my level, an empathetic look on her face. A look kinder than any pity I had ever received. All the nerves in my body drained at the sound of her voice.

"It seems my second general gave you a scare. Not the warmest of welcomes," she laughed lightly. "I'm Lady Palutena, the goddess of light!"