A saint among Maidens (RWBY x GAMER OC) [Hiatus]

Ch. 31 | Pegasus vs Phoenix

[Anything GAMER related]

I don't own Saint Seiya or Rwby just the OC and the idea of this fic.

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Tenma's POV:

Manigoldo went to "explore", El Cid and Dohko ran out to train, Deuteros is busy teleporting the other saints here and Gin is busy going after specters. I was just left alone in this... could one call this a house or a home? 

I was inside the cave Gin used as a base of operations, bored out of my mind. There was nothing to do here, the most interesting part about this place -- apart from the exit -- was these walls which were covered with different symbols and hieroglyphics that I couldn't understand. I sat in these stone chairs in front of a table filled with food. 

'I didn't expect this when we were told to come here,' I thought, recalling my expectations and then facing the boring reality of what happened, 'I thought we'd come, get Gin and then leave, but it seems like we're gonna be here a while.' 

I pushed myself from the table and got up, if everyone else was going to leave to do something, I might as well do the same. I walked out of this boring hideout with my cloth strapped on my back. I jumped off the cliff and slid from the slope of the mountain the hideout was located in, making my way down to a green forest, it reminded me a lot of the forest near my hometown, and with some melancholic memories, I traversed through it. 

 The forest was beautiful, the green trees all around me covered me with shade, but still let rays of sunlight pass through them, creating beams of light that hit the ground and illuminated the ground below, the discontinuous dirt paths which themselves seemed to hold some kind of battle history, the ground filled with different footprints which were clearly months old. It was like I was staring at a painting created by nature to depict light and darkness. 'The old Alone would've loved to paint this,' I thought, closing my eyes as I continued through the path.

Eventually, I reached a more sinister part of the forest, scorch marks in all trees surrounding a clearing full of dead grass, I couldn't help but knit my eyebrows at this phenomenon. I kneeled down and touched the grass, it was dry, but also old, the scorched trees were also definitely old, these weren't fresh, and yet they remained dead as if they remained in an eternal loop of what had happened ages ago, 'Still tortured by their path they can't grow huh...'

'Am I going crazy?' I questioned, sitting down on the field of dead grass and sighing as I looked down. 

I was tasked away from my thoughts by loud footsteps which stopped behind me. "You aren't going to attack me while I'm sitting?" I questioned, grabbing the leather straps of my cloth and pulling them. I felt my cloth box slide from my back and hit the ground as I stood up and turned around. Behind me was a tall man with blackened armor, clearly a specter. 

"I am not that kind of person, I like killing my opponent when they are looking at me," answered the specter, "It's not fun otherwise."

I scoffed and stepped forwards, my cloth wasn't needed against someone as weak as this specter, he barely reached a bronze saint's power in terms of Cosmo, and his control of which seemed to be mediocre at best. 

I rose my fists and mockingly told him to come at me.

'Short-tempered too,' I noticed, lightly tilting my head to the right as his fist went past my shoulder. He had leaped forwards and punched. I punched him in the gut and watched the air come out of his lungs as he fell on his knees and on the ground, his surplice breaking apart and bursting from his back.