Smash Bros Dark Pit Novels & Stories

But there was nothing, just emptiness, leaving him confused after spending two nights trapped below in complete darkness. A few years back, I had the pit constructed. I had intended to use it on Nikolai Costello. It stretched ten feet deep, devoid of any natural light or fresh air. To make sure the captive's survival, a pipe was installed to supply fresh oxygen. Every five hours, a soldier would open a small window above the cover to drop in food and a water bottle to keep him alive. "Boss, I didn't do anything. If anyone said anything to you, they lied, they lied, Boss. I have always been loyal to you," his panicked and desperate voice reverberated off the pit walls.

The cold morning air brushed against our skin as we ran through the forest trail, and it didn’t take long for us to realize we weren’t the only ones heading to the pit. “I thought we were early,” Amanda muttered between breaths. “I didn’t expect others to get here before us.” “Seats are first-come, first-served,” Kira said. “And everyone wants to be close enough to see the blood.” Vada glanced at me. “So, what exactly is your plan?” “I spoke to Soren,” I answered. “He agreed to join the Pit of Fire.” She grimaced immediately. “And you’re seriously planning to offer your bet to him?”

Author's POV Rudra gulped down the glass of whisky and took a deep breath. "Fati padi hai, Bhai..." (I am scared to the shit, bro) He rubbed his face. "How am I supposed to hear that horror without bursting out in anger or tears?... I was avoiding this conversation till now. Damon gulped as he himself was feeling his throat pounding in his throat. "We have to do it!" Rudra grabbed the glass again but Damon snatched it from him.

<★★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★★> Damon stood in the dimly lit room, his eyes scanning the remnants of his brother’s life that had been left untouched since the day of his death. The air was heavy with the scent of old wood and dust, a somber reminder of the time that had passed. This room, once vibrant with the energy of his brother, was now a mausoleum, filled with memories too painful to revisit. Damon had avoided this place for so long, unable to face the reality of his brother's absence. But today, something had drawn him in, a need to connect with the person he had lost so tragically.

He didn't have lungs to catch his breath, just a rhythmic, smoky tremor deep within his chest that vibrated the silver-grey fluid pooling around his boots. "The pit... is where the scrap is, Ambassador," Dante rumbled, his voice dropping into a register that made the glass fragments on the floor dance. He turned his single, glowing violet data-eye toward the dark mouth of the central elevator shaft. "If the Board cut the lines, it means they’re afraid of what’s sitting at the bottom of the wire."

The walls of the pit were smooth stone, too steep to climb. The pup’s voice was barely there. “Mama… I am sorry… I think I am dying…” Damien pulled me close with the last of his strength. “Stay with me, Elara. Please. I cannot do this without you.” I held him tight, feeling his heartbeat growing weaker. From above, the Devourer’s face appeared at the edge of the pit. Its purple light reached down toward us. “Now,” it hissed, “you are mine.” I closed my eyes and held Damien as tightly as I could.

The pain from the pit was growing stronger. Every breath burned. But I pushed myself closer to the edge of the pit. I needed to hear. Needed to know. The battle sounds grew louder. Filled with Roars and crashes, the entire fortress shook. And somewhere in the chaos, I heard him. A roar so powerful it shook the air itself. Alpha Damien. My heart leapt. “He’s fighting,” I whispered. Mira nodded weakly. “Yes.” Then another roar answered him. Varek. And the sound that followed made my blood run cold.

“Cherry will not be your shield, I will kill you and no one will be there to save you.” Darrick gulped, seeing that his plan had failed, his face turned pale, and he got more desperate. “ My squads are stationed around this arena with arrows pointing straight at her, if you don't agree with me.” He breathed a sigh, smiling as Darkness's already red eyes turned Crimson. “We might lose our princess before she gets to address her people.”He expected Darkness to lash out, to scream but what had not anticipated was his smile. Because Darkness fucking smiled, not the smile he would one day flash at Vanilla. No! It was a cold, twisted smile only reserved for predators, a primal smile that could wea

For one obscene second, a floating graphic popped into the corner of my vision from some overhead screen we couldn’t see: CLOSE CALL BONUS: PENDING… It pulsed like a progress bar waiting for us to fail or clear. “We don’t have time to backtrack,” Corvin said, glancing at his band. “Two fifty left.” A faint vibration under my boots told me the edges of the pit were still shifting—widening, slowly. I stepped to the lip and peered down. The darkness seemed to drink light. Somewhere far below, I thought I heard something move, wet and heavy. “Great,” I said. “Hungry, too.”

At my words, the hybrid snatched my arm forward and forced my unsteady legs to walk forward, his nails purposely digging on my skin. “He’s quicker than anyone and will undoubtedly appear before them all which provides me sufficient time.” I was dragged outside for the first time in days and noticed that we were by the look of it in a basement. I didn’t have time to look around because I was shoved inside another room. This one looked more like a dungeon. My eyes widened. At the far back, there were three chains hanging from the wall. The room was almost pitch black if it wasn’t for the little rays of the sun coming from the tiny window, very far up. It was so diminutive that I questioned if