Up in Skyworld, quick footsteps and the rustling of white wings echoed through the main corridor of the temple home to the realm's ruler. The angel making the noise had set a quick pace through the halls, slowing down once he reached his destination and entered the gate chamber.

"Okay, okay, I'm here," he said as he looked up to his superior on the platform above, gazing into a small fountain of water there. "What's so urgent that you needed to pull me out of training?"

"I found her, Kuro." Kuro blinked, brushing his black bangs out of his red eyes as his gaze met his twin's above.

"Found who?" he asked, and Pit smiled with relief shining in his blue eyes.

"Lucina." He turned back to the fountain, his wings twitching slightly, and Kuro shook his head helplessly before looking back up and smirking as he crossed his arms over the white tunic he garbed himself in.

"Go get her," he said simply. "I'll hold down the fort until you get back." Pit's smile grew as he dropped down to the floor and nodded, then held his hand out toward the gate as a light briefly flashed around it. The doors creaked open and he took a step toward it, looking back to Kuro to find a reassuring smile on his twin's face. "Go! You've been waiting way too long for this to hesitate now." Pit nodded and turned back to the gate, then leapt into the air and spread his wings as he soared through the sky, bound for the land below.

Meanwhile, on the surface, the Shepherds had wasted no time in engaging the Risen attempting to attack their capital city. Lucina ran her blade through the monster nearest her, and it vanished in strange dark purple smoke. She grit her teeth with her brow furrowed, trying not to panic as she found several more that drove her quite a few paces away from her allies, and she made quick work of the axe wielder attempting to strike her.

"You've gotten stronger since I left," she noticed, dodging around a cast of magic and slashing through the one who cast it. "Unfortunately for you, so have I!" She blocked a sword coming at her and skidded back, sweat beading on her forehead as she glared at her next assailant.

However, a flash of blue light above caught her eye, and it shot forth quickly and struck the Risen, destroying it almost instantly. She blinked and looked up, shielding her eyes from the sunlight, and found something flying among the clouds. It produced another bright blue light that took out another approaching Risen, though this time, she realized just what it was attacking them: an arrow.

"I… It can't be," she breathed, looking up again as the form dove down sharply, flaring its full white wings just before landing a few paces from her with his back turned to her. He lifted his hand and a staff flashed into his possession, one that bore a striking resemblance to the one she had seen a certain goddess of light wielding during the tournament. He took a moment to gather his strength before slamming the staff's handle into the ground, and light burst forth from around him that destroyed nearly every Risen attacking them, and the Shepherds made quick work of the stragglers that remained. Once the threat had passed, the newcomer straightened up, resting his staff's handle against the ground.

"It's been a while, Lucina," he said lightly as he turned to her, and she stared at him in shock. He appeared to be a young man, perhaps a few years older than her, garbed in two white robes along with a dark undershirt and shorts. On his wrists and shoulders he wore off-golden armor and he had sandals strapped around his lower legs. On his left leg was a piece of white cloth, and nestled in his brown locks of hair was a laurel crown with the tips curving down a bit and two longer chains of leaves hanging down on either side. His blue eyes sparkled with light and warm affection as he smiled softly.

"I-Impossible," she stammered as she continued to stare at him. "You…"

"Oh, come on!" His smile grew into a playful grin. "Haven't forgotten me already, have you? Don't tell me I've been waiting all these centuries for nothing." She was silent a moment longer before she finally dropped her blade and cupped her hand over her nose and mouth.

"P-Pit…?" His grin softened but grew as he nodded and stepped toward her. "Pit!" She rushed over to him and leapt into his waiting arms, and he held her tightly as he lifted her slightly off her feet, burying his face softly against her neck and taking in her soft scent that he'd all but forgotten.

"Oh, I've missed you," he breathed into her ear as his arms tightened around her. He felt a few droplets of water against his chest through his undershirt.

"I don't understand," she managed to say. "How is this even possible? How did you get here?"

"I've been here the entire time," he told her with a smile. "Turns out our worlds were distanced by time, not space. When I realized that, I just… waited. A long time." He sighed softly and nuzzled his face in her hair. "This, right now, makes it all worth it." She pulled back and smiled as she looked into his eyes, finding he now stood about a head taller than her.

"Forgive me, I just… I need to adjust. To me, you and I just parted… And look at you now! A fully grown young man- or, well, you look like one, anyway." He chuckled. "And… quite handsome, if I do say so myself." His face flushed slightly and she leaned up to touch her lips to his, and his arms again tightened around her. Much too soon for his tastes, the sound of a clearing throat broke them apart and they both turned to find Chrom and Robin staring at them.

"So," the blue-haired young man said curtly. "Care to tell me what's going on here?"

"I can scarcely believe it," Robin marveled. "Pit? Is that really you?"

"Good to see you again, Robin," Pit replied with a grin, letting Lucina go and taking up his staff again. "And you must be Lord Chrom, then? I've heard a lot about you- all of it good. These two speak so highly of you."

"When did you get so formal?" Lucina wondered, and he shook his head.

"Came with the job."

"Uh, Pit was another fighter in the tournament we took part in," Robin tried to explain. "But I guess he was closer to home than we thought."

"Uh, so…" Chrom blinked and shifted his gaze from Lucina to Pit and back. "You two are… together?"

"That's a good question," Lucina replied. "But I suppose in a way, yes. He captured my heart, Father."

"And you can trust him wholeheartedly," Robin agreed. "He's a good guy."
"Uh huh," Chrom sighed and scratched the back of his head. "I guess I should expect that from an angel. Who am I to say no to that?" Pit laughed briefly before recovering his composure, though his grin remained.

"Just her father and the leader of Ylisse," he said. "But thank you, Chrom."

"So, Pit…" Robin took a few steps closer to him with curious eyes. "You've obviously gotten a lot more powerful since we saw you last- which is weird, since we just got back. And that staff…" Pit's smile faded as his grip on the staff's handle tightened. Robin must have seen the age-old flicker of grief in his eyes, and his expression fell. "Did… something happen to Palutena?" Pit took a deep breath and let it out slowly, bowing his head.

"Lady Palutena… isn't around anymore."

Author's Note: Er, want an explanation? Read the On the Wings of Light and Dark series. And if you're craving more Lucit, then I'll point you to Across the Bounds of Time. And anyway, I REALLY wanted to find a way to put Nemo in somewhere in this chapter, but it just wasn't going to work out unfortunately.
Anyway, that's the end of The Angel and the Princess. I'd love to hear any final thoughts you all have and thank you for sticking with me! I don't have any other Smash-based stories in mind, but as I mentioned on the last chapter, I have a Kid Icarus-based fic in the works that I hope to start soon. Though it will be a crossover story as well, I think it'll be pretty easy to keep up with even if you don't know the other subject very well. And now, I realize I'm pretty much rambling, so I'm going to end this now. Thank you again!