This is my very first fanfic so don't be too harsh.

The mystery of the mercenary

There was fire, everywhere. The small camping site had been attacked by a band of criminals. The small blue-haired boy lay protectively over his infant sister under a pile of rubble. He may have only been three, but he knew exactly what was going on - murder. He knew this well being the son of Gawain Griel, the leader of the most feared band of mercenaries in Crimea. He himself had proven already that he can take care of himself, and wanted nothing more than to help, but he knew he had to protect his sister. His parents were already gone, his friends still fighting. What concerned him most however was his sister. She was an infant, not even a day old, yet she wasn't making a sound. He would have checked her vitality, if not for the rubble being thrown off and the attacker seeing him. He shielded his sister as the attacker raised his sword. The last thing he saw was a Black Knight looking directly at him, then everything went black.

Ike woke up with a start and reflexively reached for his rather large sword. Upon looking around he realized it had just been another dream. He was seventeen now and his sister was safely in an orphanage. He had left her there shortly after the attack and left no clue as to who she was. He had realized there was no way a three-year-old could take care of himself and his infant sister. He would never let the Black Knight get her. If he did, Ike didn't know what he would do. Still the dream was so vivid. It must have had a meaning. Was the black knight coming for him? Ether way he should probably get on the move. Though he would much rather be in smash city where he left his sister, he should, had to, leave all evidence of who they were behind. As far as she knew she was an ordinary orphan. The black knight didn't know she was alive and he intended to keep it that way. Though visiting couldn't hurt. He was a mercenary for hire. Yes that is what he would do. After paying the manager of the inn he had stayed at, Ike set out to Smash City. It was a half a day's trip and he wanted to get there as soon as possible.

Dark Pit was not happy. Honestly what did he have to do to be free? Couldn't Palutena realize if Pit died he would too? Honestly, with a situation like that you kind of have to listen. But no, she insisted that he was dangerous and had to be destroyed. And to make matters worse Pandora got it into her head that since she created him she could control him. Geez. At least Pit was willing to help him rather than being her puppet for once.

"HEY PITOO," Speaking of his overly cheerful counterpart.

"STOP CALLING ME THAT" He really couldn't stand that dumb nickname Palutena came up with.

"You don't have to yell. I'm right here." Pit said as he rubbed his ear.

Dark Pit sweat dropped. This was the guy he was based off of? Now that he paid attention he realized that Pit didn't look like himself. Instead of his usual white toga he was wearing a white dress shirt and tacky jeans. It was as if he was ready for school. His usually messy dark brown hair had been combed for once. And his light blue eyes were wide with worry. . . and joy. His sandals were replaced with a pair of white sneakers. He also wore an enchanted necklace to make him look human. (Hide his wings) Was he going to school?

"Hey, I got a break from work and was permitted to spend a few months as a human since the underworld army hasn't stirred in a while. Isn't Lady Palutena nice?" He said.

"No, Palutena is a prejudice fool. You will never catch me respecting her. Need I remind you her opinion of me?" That did the trick. Pit was silent for a few minutes. Until he said," Actually, she noticed you haven't hurt anyone and decided to monitor you. But you're good at hiding and she can't find you. She won't try to hurt you anymore."

This made Dark Pit think. Sure he trusted Pit, he was his reflection, it was impossible for them to lie to each other! But he didn't trust Palutena. All three years and five months of his life she had been trying to kill him. Then something occurred to him.

"So the reason you really came was because your the only one who can track me and your going to be my supervisor." How did he not notice this before? The leader of Palutena's army getting a break when his dark reflection was still out there? Ridiculous! But Pit wasn't lying. He honestly believed he was on break. Another reason to hate her. She was supposed to be the goddess of light, yet she lied to the angel who saved her twice! Apparently Pit didn't hear his comment. He was so happy, he didn't want to be the one to ruin it. He wasn't as cruel as people liked to believe. When he had attacked Pit, he was confused and thought Pit was the clone. All right, he would play along. "So your telling me this because?"

Mist Harkanian was finding it difficult to stay awake. She hadn't been sleeping well lately. For the thousandth time that day, she looked at the note she always carried around. It was written in a foreign language called Crimean, and the only thing she had from her family. Her adoptive sister, Zelda, was able to translate part of it. It said,"Sorry sister, but I can't take care of you. Please understand. One day I will come back and explain everything." Mist hoped that would be soon. She knew it was a letter from her brother, it was found on the doorstep with her! She imagined him as a tall kind person, very friendly, with the same teal eyes and brown hair she had. All the information he left about her was her first name, and nothing about himself, so that was all she could do. Zelda said, judging by the handwriting, he was at least ten when he left her. Fourteen years ago. Maybe he would come back and adopt her soon. Everyone desperately wanted answers. And she meant EVERYONE. Mist was the most mysterious girl in Smash City because of her unknown origins!

"MIST, YA THERE?" Mist looked at the source of the noise. Her sometimes annoying red-haired friend Roy had been the one to shout. Roy was somewhat strange with his Pharaen customs but had good intentions. She had asked if he could translate the letter since Pharae was on the same continent as Crimea, maybe they were similar enough. But Roy had said that it was completely different and he had left before he could study it. Then she suddenly became aware of everyone staring at her.

"Sorry what was the question?" She asked.

"Please introduce yourself to the new students." Her teacher Mr. Seth said.

"New students?" She repeated.

"Yes. Us." Said a new voice.

She looked over to the source. Standing there were two boys that would be identical if not for their colors. One of them had rather messy brown hair (yes, it was already messy again.) and clear blue eyes in the standard school uniform. With the addition of a golden angel shaped necklace. The other looked like he could be his twin. He had black hair over the same blue eyes, wearing a black edition of the uniform and an exact replica of the necklace, where as the other was wearing white. The black one was frowning where as the white one couldn't be happier.

"My name is Mist. I'm sorry, I didn't catch your names." She said.

"That's ok. My name is Pit, and this is my younger twin brother, Pitoo." Said the white one.

"Wrong, puppet. We have the same name since you weren't expected to survive." said the black one.

Mist could tell they were starting to argue and zoned out again. She really didn't like hearing siblings fight. Then started wondering if she would get along with her brother. Would he be as different from her as they are?

Author notes,

Done with this chapter. Tell me how you like it. If you like the way its going I will continue. Please review.