What happened? It was hard for him to recall. His mind was so blurry and when he tried to remember why he was in this state, his head began to hurt like crazy. The only thing he knew was that he lied on something hard and that his body ached. The pain seemed to throb in every part of his body and it was hard for him to even try moving.

The young boy tried to open his eyes, but the lids where so heavy and it did cost him some seconds, feeling like minutes, to finally get them to open. He blinked when the sun blinded him, it was so bright! It really hurt and he squinted his eyes again to escape the pain. What happened with him? Why was he in so much pain in the first place?

"Hey, are you okay?", a sudden voice got him out of his thoughts and he could focus his attention on something else. He knew this voice! It was even harder for him to open his eyes now, but he managed to do so and blinked against the bright light. It still hurts like hell, but he managed to let them stay open this time.

The color of deep blue met a piercing maroon, when the young man returned the gaze of the guy kneeing at his side, his eyes lowered in concern. At the same time his look was cold and distant, as if he didn't really want to get any closer to him.

"Pittoo?", his voice sounded so cracked, not like himself at all and that look his brother shot him, it hurted him more than the pain in his body. Why did he gaze at him as if he was a stranger? This couldn't be true. Yes, there was a time when they fought like crazy and his brother even tried to kill him. But these times were over since a long time ago and he hadn't seen this look for years now. Not since they got along and definitely not since they got to be more than just twins.

The brows of the black-haired man frowned when he heard his name coming out of the mouth of the other one. "Why do you know my name?", he asked in return, sure that he didn't know this young man and it concerned him even more, because they looked almost alike.

"What do you mean? Is something wrong? Can you help me up? My whole body hurts so much", the brown-haired boy whined and tried to get up. But his body felt so exhausted and every movement was sheer pain. Pittoo clicked with his tongue, but nodded in return. Then he shoved his arms under the young man and pushed him up with his body strength, he tried to stand up in the same time, but that guy was heavy.

"Uf… you are heavier then you look", he said, but managed to get him up, finally. Pit moaned because of the sudden pain, it felt like fire was burning his whole body. "Arg", he couldn't stop himself from groaning, the pain was so intense. Normally pain wasn't something that would bother him much, after getting hit and shot so many times, but this was something completely different. The last time he felt like this, was when his wings burned up and he died, after saving Pittoo from the claws of the Chaos Kin, but this was almost a century ago.

"What happened?" it was still hard for him to talk, but it would be even harder to not do it! Why was he in this state, maybe Pittoo knew? The young man looked at Pit and frowned again. "That's what I want to ask. What happened with you? You don't look like you're hurt at all", he asked in return. What the hell was wrong with this guy? He knew his name and he seemed badly hurt, but his body didn't even had a scratch.

"I don't know… at one moment everything was alright and I enjoyed my free time and then… everything went pitch black and I can only remember pain", Pit answered confused about the words of his darker self. He wasn't hurt at all? But he felt way different, it was hard for him to look down, he could only see Pittoos chest because he supported him with one arm.

But… wasn't his clothing a little strange? Pit never saw his other self in such fabric; it was a strange, black material. It had something white stuck to it, similar to the ornaments on his tunic, but it wasn't sewn at the fabric like it should, it just sticked to it.

Pittoo tried to move, but the weight of the man slowed him down and in the end every step was hard work. People began to look at them, curious or concerned and he hated it. He hated every bit of attention. He didn't want it at all; he didn't want to be looked at. Why the hell did he even help this guy in the first place?

Maybe he just drunk too much and had a mental blackout or something like that? Gosh, that was a really good reason when he thought about it. What other things could get this young man in that state? Maybe he consumed drugs? This could be an option too. Then they could get into problems he would rather avoid.

In the end he didn't even knew what to do with this boy. Best would be to take him to a doctor or into a hospital, but if he really was on drugs he would get big problems. So Pittoo looked for a place where he could let Pit sit down and talk with him or let him get a little time to come to his senses. The only thing he could see was a staircase to a street above. So he dragged the weak boy to this place and helped him to sit down. The brown-haired boy finally managed to look up and then his mouth dropped open. What the hell was going on!?

When he looked up he couldn't believe what he saw. He sat on a strange staircase, similar to these he knew from Palutenas Temple. But it looked way different, he sat on a strange metal plate with small holes in it and the handrail looked like a simple metal pipe. But this wasn't the only strange thing. Right before him was a long, grey street that was incredible strange looking and monsters drove over these streets; they looked similar to an Exo Tank.

First he didn't know how to react and he tried to crap his weapon, only to feel that he wasn't carrying anything. But these monsters didn't attack; they seemed to follow the road like some of these horse-like monsters on the Exo Tank training ground. After closer look he could even see people inside, where these really strange Exo Tanks? What the hell? Where was he?

"You really are drugged, aren't you?" Pittoo saw the reaction of the other man and there wasn't any other option left. The young man looked at the streets and the cars as if he saw ghosts or something like that. His gaze even made some by passer uncomfortable or caused them to laugh underhanded. Now Pit looked at him confused, able to see his brother the first time in full view and let out a shocked shriek. "Pittoo! What happened with your wings!?" he shouted in aghast. His brother didn't had wings! They were gone without any trace! He didn't gave the clothes Pittoo wore a second thought after this discovery.

The other man in comparison looked a little buffed. What the hell was this man talking about? Did he really affiliated himself with a psycho? Oh man, this day was a big mess; he never thought it would turn out like this. He really looked forward to it, he rarely got a free day in his work and normally he couldn't effort it too. He wanted to enjoy the time alone, strolling around in the park. And now… look at that shit going on.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Wings? Did you smack your head for good or what?" he snapped in annoyance. This reaction made Pit even more puzzled, why the hell was Pittoo acting like that? Why were his wings gone? Why did he wear such strange clothes? And where the hell were they? What was going on? So many questions and it overwhelmed him.

"What is going on here…? I don't understand anything. Why are you acting so strange? Where are we?" Pit couldn't help but asking his double the questions that whirred in his head.

"Me acting strange? Wow… you are the psycho here. Don't mess with my head you are getting on my nerves right now. Where we are? We are in Mainz. Rheinland-Pfalz in Germany. Next time try to lessen the amount of the shot you drug addict" he was finished with this guy. It would be better to just let him sit here and go, even if he was still curious why this guy knew him.

"Mainz? Germany? What the hell, I don't know what you are talking about. We are on the earth yes, but everything looks so different and you look like a human and I'm not a drug addict! I don't use drugs!" now Pit shouted, angry because Pittoo snapped at him like that. What the hell was wrong with him!? Or… what was wrong with himself?

Now he earned an even more buffed look from the black-haired man, totally staring in disbelief.

"I AM human! Okay I definitely had enough; the only place you need to go is the rehabilitation center or the funny farm. I will call the cops now, before you can hurt yourself or anybody with that cracked mind of yours", Pitto withdraw a strange device from his trouser pocket and began to move his finger over the display. Pit didn't knew what he wanted to do, but somehow he got the flow and that it didn't went in a direction he would like.

"Stop! I'm not crazy! Really! Look at me! If you don't believe me then look at me, I'm an angel! And you are too!" Pit tried to stop his doppelganger and moved forward. He didn't knew what this device was he held in his hands but he wanted him to stop and look at him. So, ignoring the pain, he smacked the Mobil phone out of Pittoos hands and it fell to the ground, giving a cracking sound.

"What the hell!? My Cell phone! You stupid asshole, when it's broke you will pay for it! And what the hell with the angel topic! You are human yourself you stupid retard!" now Pittoo snapped completely, he couldn't stop himself from giving that stupid fucker a good punch in his face, forcing Pit to cry out.

The brown-haired man couldn't defend against that outburst of anger and the punch hit him full force. Pain spread through his head and especially his nose when he fell backwards against the stairs. "Damn", he whined and pressed his hand against his throbbing nose.

"Blame yourself! All this fucking anger management for nothing. I should have known I wasted my money with these fuckers. But that was worth it" he ranted at the man. Gosh punching him felt so good. He should have done that sooner, but he didn't intend to let his anger out at this guy. Especially when he was seriously ill, no matter if it was because of drugs or a mental illness.

Pittoo grabbed his cell phone and his fury rose up again when he saw the cracked and black display. Great, more costs! As if he could effort that, he was lucky when he had something to eat in his fridge. Pit in the meantime recovered from the punch and looked at the other man with hurted eyes. He slowly understands that this wasn't the boy he knew… the boy he loved. But it still hurted like hell seeing him with this anger and hatred in his eyes.

But then his words came into his mind. He wasn't an angel? He was human himself? That couldn't be true! Pit sat back up and looked at his back, hoping to see his wings, but… there was nothing. Absolutely nothing! No wings! And his clothes didn't even had holes in them, as if his wings were never there! What was going on!?

He wore these strange fabrics too. He wore a white hoodie and light grey jeans, one leg covered in blue color and some sparkles on it, together with white sneakers.

Pittoo wore similar things, a black long sleeved shirt with white words in different sizes on it: "on cloud: FUCK OFF!" fitting to it he had black jeans with one leg covered in purple color and some sparkles on it. He wore similar shoes to Pits, but in black instead of white.

"I'm… really a human. I don't have wings…" Pit was shocked and he muttered those words. Pittoo looked up from his mobile phone and putted it back in his pocket, it was useless either way. The reaction of the other man and his shocked and puzzled face made him reflective and a little guilty. Something was so wrong with this man and somehow he got the feeling that he really wasn't on drugs, but what was it then?

Pittoo knew that you could see if someone was drugged from the reaction of their pupils. He could have used the light from his phone, but it was broken, so no option. But at least the sun was shining on the face of the young man. So Pittoo leaned forward and covered the eyes of the other with his hands. Looking into the now startled and wide eyes. They reacted normal and when he withdraws his hands, it was the same. No slow reaction or anything like that, they reacted just fine.

"Strange… you really aren't on drugs", his voice was quieter now and he seemed more thoughtful and gentle. When he made a step back from Pit, he saw that a hint of red covered his cheeks. What the…!? He shook his head in irritation, why the hell was he blushing?

"I sayed so!" Pit regained his composure quickly and he couldn't understand why this action made him blush too. Sure, Dark Pit was his boyfriend, but they had this relationship since years now and they did way more things than just that, he shouldn't be startled because of such a thing.

"Then what the hell are you talking about? That's nothing a 22 year old man should say, I don't know what I should do with you now" Pittoo sighed, this was getting way to complicated for his taste. He didn't know Pits age, but they looked alike and he was 22 so he assumed Pit would be around this age too.

"22 years? I'm… no… it's okay", Pit wanted to say the truth, but saying that to a human could be disturbing again. That he was over 150 years old, that's why his body locked like a grown up man even when he was an angel or… not anymore. The young man slowly learned how this world worked or at least how to read the situation. This man before him wasn't Pittoo the angel and this world wasn't the earth he knew. Pit didn't know how, but somehow he must have ended up in a parallel world. Maybe even his body was his real self from this world and his angel soul took over the weaker human soul and… erased it? He hoped not…

This was a complicated matter, to tell the truth: a little to complicated for him. Yeah, he was older and better with these things then in the past, but still, it wasn't his favorite topic. Thinking about these things only ended in another headache.

"You are a real pain in the ass. Do you have a cell phone or something? Maybe I can talk with an acquaintance of yours and if not I can at least call the cops, I'm sure they are able to help out in this situation", who knows? Maybe he was a missing person or something like that? But he didn't looked like it. His hair was a mess yes, but not more than his own, it looked untamable in the first place, but beside that it was clean, his clothes were fresh cleaned too. If you ignore the dust and dirt from the ground when he fell over.

Pit only looked at him confused, he didn't understand what he meant. Should he have something like that device too? What was it good for? His reaction made the other growl and Pittoo reached over to put his hands in the pockets of Pits hoodie and jeans, looking for a phone or something that could help him out.

"What are you doing?" the young man squeaked when he felt the hands of the other in his trousers. That felt definitely way to wrong, especially because he knew this feeling to well when the black angel grabbed him there. Pittoo looked at him and their eyes met, sky-blue drowned in cold red. The eyes of the black-haired boy widened and he withdraw his hand in a hurry.

"What the!? Did you get aroused by that? What's wrong with you!?" he shouted and couldn't believe what he felt when he searched for a phone, he wasn't able to find one by the way. Pits cheeks grew red in embarrassment. "I did not!" he tried to defend himself and pressed his legs together to prevent things to happen. Why the hell did he react like that!? He just looks like his boyfriend, but his behavior was different and this action should definitely not be enough to get him aroused! Especially because it wasn't meant like that in the first place!

"You definitely did… I'm not stupid" Pittoo crossed his arms before his chest with an annoyed look on his face. He wanted to change the topic quickly. "I couldn't find a phone or wallet… so this will not help us to see who you are and where you belong" this was growing into more of a mess every second. What the hell should he do with him? Drag him to the next police station? He didn't have time for that. He clicked his tongue in irritation.

And this man didn't help him at all, just looking at him with this big blue eyes and getting aroused when he tried to get something out of him. How could someone with such a dirty mind look so innocent in the first place?

"Seems like I don't have a choice… we aren't getting anywhere like this. I will take you to my home and search in the internet if I can find anything about you. If not then I will definitely bring you to a police station" decided Pittoo in the end. What else could he do? He really didn't want to bring this strange guy to his apartment, but there was no other option left.

"Internet? What's that?" it was the first time Pit heard that word. The red-eyed man looked at him and shook his head. Okay, slowly nothing this guy talked about surprised him anymore.

"That's to hard to explain… and you should definitely know these things. Tz, I don't care anymore! Stand up and come with me!" Pittoo snapped at him again. This guy had something at him that made him furious every time he opened his mouth.

Pit followed his command and the pain rose again. But it wasn't as bad as before, he could bear it now. He didn't knew what to do, he wanted to talk with his other half, or the person supposed to be his other half, about everything and hoped for his help. But he knew he wouldn't believe him at all, not with how he reacted so far.

Pit couldn't do anything, except following his darker double. It was so silent, Pittoo didn't say a word and Pit even tried to reach out for Lady Palutena, but the goddess didn't react at all, she wasn't able to hear his trapped self in this world. How was he supposed to get back without the help of the goddess?

After a little walk, Pit really missed his wings, they reached a big house. Pittoo dug out his key ring and unlocked the front door. "You live here? Is it big enough?" Pit asked curious, he always lived in the big temple, but he knew the humans on his earth lived in small houses too. He glanced over Pittoos shoulder, but was only able to see a staircase. The dark haired boy shot him an angry look."Shut up! No it's not big enough, far from that. But I can't effort anything else" he answered in annoyance. That's why he didn't want to have someone in his room; it was way to small for two people.

He went upstairs and Pit followed him, letting the door close behind them. They went up two floors and then Pittoo stopped at another front door. He opened it and went inside, followed by his lighter self. Before he could even close the door behind them, a small white dog with brown and black splotches on him came up to them and whined happily, greeting his owner. "Hey little boy" Pittoo closed the door and petted the little mixed breed; the dog licked his hand in sheer glee. "A dog!" squeaked Pit happily and he bend down to pet the dog too. The little guy yelped playfully and began to lick Pits hand too. "Yep and that's my home…" Pittoo muttered in a quiet voice.

Pit looked confused, he thought the whole house would be his home. But this was only a room, it had a very small hall and only two doors. One was closed and the other opened, leading into a bigger room. The first thing Pit could see was the bed on the right side of the room with a small bed stand beside it and a lamp on it. Some books lied on the table and even on the bed. But this was the only mess in the whole room, if you ignored the two dog toys lying around.

His bed was freshly made and there were no clothes scattered anywhere. Pit could see a laundry basket at the end of the bed and a wardrobe at the opposite. On the left side, in the middle of the wall was a little table with a small thing on it, a TV, so that Pittoo could look TV or play games while sitting on the bed.

When he went into the room, he saw that there was another room branched off from the left hind corner without a door, it let to a small place with nothing more than a small table, two chairs, the bowls of the dog and a small kitchen unit. The whole room had only one window and below this window was a desk with a laptop on it.

"Not really big hm? The bath is the room behind the closed door in the hall", Pittoo explained and sat down on the office chair and rolled to the desk to open the laptop. He started it and waited till he booted. Pit didn't know where to go, so he went to the table and got one of the chairs to sit down beside Pittoo, still petting the dog that followed them and was now lying down over the feets of his owner.

"What's your name? Maybe I can find you on visagebook" he asked, while going into the net and opening the website. "My name? I'm Pit" answered the young man confused. "Pit? Really…? But I need your full name; otherwise I will not find anything" he still typed in Pit. At least there weren't many people with that name, but the people he saw weren't that man. "Do you even have an account here?" Pittoo asked and Pit shot him a questioned look. "Okay… forget it" he wanted to close the net, but then he tried a last attempt and searched with googles, because that name sounded somewhat familiar.

First he couldn't find anything, only the English word equivalent to that name. But then he clicked on pictures and paused when he saw the pictures from the protagonist of a game, it was an angel boy. Now he knew why this name sounded so familiar! It was the same name like this protagonist had and funny; the dark copy of this character had the same name like Pittoo. When he looked closer at the character he couldn't stop but thinking that they looked really alike. That was a little creepy.

"That's me!" suddenly Pit broke the silence with a loud shriek. "What!?" Pittoo looked at him confused, but the other boy only jumped at the laptop and looked at the picture. "That's definitely me! What's going on! Why are there these strange pictures from me in this device? And look that's you too! Pittoo!" he pointed at the picture of the black angel and gave Pittoo a big, bewildered look from these blue eyes.

"You can't be serious! These are game characters! These aren't you or me, even when they look like us!" Pittoo snapped at the young man. "But it is true! That's me! Those are even my clothes, my weapons and look: my wings!" Pit shouted desperate. That was him! He was absolutely sure!

Pittoo looked at him baffled, but somehow… that would explain the things that guy talked about earlier. That he didn't know where he was, that he thought they would have wings and would be angels… and that he looked at the cars like a monster. But could that be really true? Could he believe that this guy came out from a video game?

"Bullshit! That's not possible at all! Don't even dare to tell me you're a character coming out of a video game!" Pittoo snapped at the other man. He didn't buy that bullshit coming from his mouth! Pit only looked at him confused. "I'm not a video character! I'm a real angel! I'm coming from my world and that's no game!" Pit didn't give up. He didn't knew why the hell this world had him and Pittoo as video characters, but he could finally get a grasp how to explain himself and he wouldn't let go of that straw.

The darker man looked at him and clicked his tongue, he was incredible confused and slowly he even doubted his own mind for wanting to believe this shit. But … so strange it sounded, somehow it made sense when compared with the things that happened earlier. But maybe this man was an excellent actor? But why would he do that? There was no reason to act like a video game character unless he wanted to cosplay him and even then, would someone go that far?

"And how do you think that happened? Why are you here in this… world then? Gosh, I can't believe I'm talking with you about this crap" Pittoo shook his head and the dog on his feet looked up to him, not knowing why his owner acted like that.

"I don't know myself… I don't know what happened in my world, like I said everything was normal and then it turned pitch-black and I can't remember anything. Maybe… somehow my soul got transferred in this world?" Pit was just as confused as his darker double. "So… then your world is something like a parallel world? And we exist in both worlds just as different beings? This would mean your soul transferred into the body of your human self in this world and you took over? That sounds like a story out of a movie…" Pittoo was quick-witted and so it wasn't a surprise that he got the situation and already a reason how this could have happened. But it still sounded so strange to talk serious about this kind of topic.

"It could be true. We have monsters in our world that can rip you off your soul and take over your body and gods have control over souls too, maybe something attacked me when I wasn't aware and ripped my soul out of my body?" it really sounded like something that could have happened in his world. After everything Pit had gone through after these years. He really hoped that in his world someone was able to track his soul down, get it back into his world and manage to push it back into his body?

He didn't want to life the live of another person! Ripping him of his body and forcing his soul out of it… or maybe in a black corner of his mind? He couldn't feel the other soul at all. He really hoped that he didn't just rewrite it or something like that. Because his angel soul was surely way stronger then the soul of his human being.

"That's all so crazy… I just wanted to enjoy a peaceful day… now it got so chaotic" Pittoo sank into his chair with a heavy sigh. "What's with your other self then? We still need to find out who you are, I'm sure your family will search for you when you go missing… maybe we can go to the registration office and get your last name somehow. We can't go to the police now…" they would definitely put this guy into a mental hospital and Pittoo still wasn't convinced enough to stop the thought that this was the place this guy belonged to…

"What is, when we know who I am? I can't just go into the life of another person and take over… I don't know this Pit" Pit was growing insecure. He didn't know if he was able to pull this off. Getting to a family he didn't know, living a life he didn't know anything about. He couldn't just act like someone with amnesia could he? That was impossible! He didn't had amnesia, he was a different person!

Pittoo looked at him in thoughts. What should they do in this situation? When everything he sayed was the truth… then he could understand that other man, not wanting to life the live of another person. Gosh, he would go nuts if this happened to him too.

"So we just let it slide? Let you life a life of a missing person?" at least when he would find a missing person report they would know his name and address. "And still… what do you want to do now? Live on the streets?" Pittoo asked him with a serious face and when he saw the begging look in the eyes of the other his own eyes widened. "No! No, No, No! You will not live here as a freeloader! I don't have enough to eat for myself! I will never allow this!" He couldn't be serious! There was no way he would let this guy live in his apartment! Letting him eat out of his house and home. But Pit looked at him with this big innocent eyes, it was easier to resist the eyes of a puppy then this damn look!

Pit knew exactly what to do to persuade his darker half. Even if this wasn't the same person, he just hoped the trick still worked. Pittoo gave him a death glare as answer, but Pit didn't give up and continued to look at him with these big, blue eyes of his. The black-haired boy began to growl and Pit knew he had won!

"Only till we find a way to get your soul back to your world! And we will begin searching right now!" snapped Pittoo and began to search in the net. Pit cheered to himself and then helped him look through the pages.