The novelization of Saint Seiya. The story of Seiya reimagined, written and told with some important alterations on the story.
Cover Artwork: Tiago Fernandes (@tfernandes)
Once more the high pitched beeps from the hospital.
Once more they all are hurt.
She was not.
Them all recovering laying in beds. She sitting aside them watching over their pains.
Even though she was resting on the bed, it was Alice the one trying to comfort her. She returned the compass in one piece, but Saori asked her to keep it. As a present.
"They're strong, Saori. We all are."
A repeated beep in the bedroom.
"But they still get hurt because of me." "And we're still going to get hurt a lot." said Alice. "If I could fight alongside you." tried Saori looking at her. "You fighting alongside us wouldn't change anything." "I would share your pains. I would share these hospital beds." "Would that change the pain you feel when we get hurt?"
Saori was silent because it wasn't going to change anything.
"What abour your pains? Who share them with you?" Alice asked.
Saori looked at her relieved that someone there could understand an inch of what she felt, at least. She felt Alice's warm hand over hers.
"I do."
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The door for the common room opened, Saori and Alice joined the rest of the group, silencing Seiya and Xiaoling's mess. Them all covered in bandages. Seiya and the others hated having to go to the Foundation hospital and decided from then on to receive care inside the Kido Mansion; which Saori agreed, as it was the least likely to attract the attention of the local press, given the events of the Galaxian War and the current tension and rumors about its closure.
Rumors grew even stronger while they were fighting in the Seas; the Coliseum where the Intelligence Center was located got consumed by fire. At least half of its outer structure was set ablaze; had it not been for the prompt response of the firefighters, perhaps the entire building would have been destroyed and reduced to ashes. But half of the Coliseum was saved and no damage made it to the inner bunker where the Intelligence Center was housed.
The news reported that it was vandalism beyond control from some hard core fans after a dawn of drunkenness. Two guys were arrested. And soon they were released, as the Foundation knew it wasn't them. The images from the indoor cameras before they were consumed by the fire made it clear that the work had been much more elaborate than the result of the drunkenness of nonconforming subjects.
"Are you feeling better?" she asked everyone.
Xiaoling with her mouth full answered for everyone there. She smiled at them.
"According to the Foundation's Intelligence Center, we should have a few weeks of peace. she began lightly, taking a seat next to them. "But Miss Saori... the Coliseum was set on fire." Xiaoling said, worried. "I wonder who is behind all this." Seiya asked himself. "It's the Sanctuary Outcasts." Shun said. "Yes. Apparently, the people who want the Gold Cloth are those who were once banished from the Sanctuary. They got together to seize the Cloth." "And our Cloths as well, Shiryu." Seiya added, remembering that they were also targets. "Perhaps these outcasts think they'll be forgiven if they take the Gold Cloth back to Greece and our lives as punishment for the Tournament." "What if they don't seek any forgiveness?" Shiryu began. "They might just want revenge on the Sanctuary." "That would be crazy." disasgreed Seiya.
