Hello everyone! Firepo45 here with my very first story on Fanfic! After having spent so much time on the site reading stories, I have decided to begin writing my own stories. Any reviews are appreciated. Today, I will begin a story about Saint Seiya, one of the oldest and most nostalgic anime out there! Have fun reading, and be sure to follow me :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Saint Seiya or any related content. Saint Seiya is owned by its respective owners. The only thing I own is my OC, Chrisopher. Leviathan is owned by stormy003(great friend :D)

Prologue

Los Angeles, California

The night was cold and breezy, the wind chillind anyone not wise enough to bring a coat with them out to the streets. You could see the local gangster in the dark alley, looking out for it's next victim. On one side of the road walked a lone man, most likely 17. His hair is brown, buzz-cut everywhere, except on the front, where it is spiked up. His skin is fairly tanned, and he has dark-brown eyes. He wears a white collar shirt with a brown vest, the vest unbuttoned. He wears black track pants, and white sneakers with brack stripes. He seems upset, as if something in his mind troubled him, and it did: His father died 2 weeks ago, and ever since then, he always takes a walk around the city to clear up his mind. It helped him ease up. Christopher Valorian was his name, and he was a rebel, someone who respected no one, but his father... and now that he is gone...

"...I can't believe he is actually gone" said Christopher, walking down the street, still trying to figure out how he died."If only I had more time..."

However, he was not aware of the figure following him in the shadows. Her hair was green, and she wears a purple mask infront of her face. She seems to be wearing purple armor, it covering some of her body. She also has long purple nails, possibly sharp enough to cut. She seems to be observing him, a keen interest shown on Christopher. Suddently, he turns, and quickly spots her. She stops, clearly surprised she was spotted so easily, but at the same time, confirming her suspicions.

"How did you know I was behind?" She asked, somehow already knowing the answer.

"...I don't know. I just...felt something behind me and..." He said, not really sure of himself, but somehow, he felt some kind of energy behind him, and instinctively turned.

"As I suspected. I am Ophiuca Shaina, Silver Saint of Athena" she declared, making herself known.

"Wait...Saint? You mean...those Saints? The mystical warriors of Athena?!" He stated, clearly surprised that he was being approached by these people, of all things.

"Indeed. It seems you can also use Cosmo and sense it, Christopher Valorian" She stated.

"H-How do you know my name? And what is this 'Cosmo' you talked about?!" He was clearly stressed and confused to all of this.

"I will explain everything. But first, you must come with me to Greece" She said, doing a hand gesture to follow her.

"I-I can't just...leave..." He said, clearly having trouble with leaving his town, let alone his country, due to his dad's demise.

"Listen. I know what happened to you...You feel like you belong nowhere...But I can help you. You need to come with me" She said, clearly wishing to take him.

"But...What about my f-"

"Your family will be informed, worry not." She said, having already known his worry.

He was surprised at how she already knew so much, and yet, he felt the need to accept her request.

"...Alright. Lead the way"

Although he could not see it, she was smiling beneath that mask of hers. With a quick motion, she spinned around and led the way, Christopher following her.

Amsterdam, Netherlands.

The seabreeze on the shore felt very good, and it was one of the few days that the sun managed to shine. On the edge of the shore, a girl was looking at the sea. Her hair is pale-blue, her eyes are red-orange, and her skin is as pale as snow. Her hair reaches the center of her back, when held up in a high ponytail by a black hair tie, covered by a light blue metal cuff, the end facing the direction of her ponytail. The cuff has gold markings etched onto it. The end of her ponytail splits into six, each having three loose braids at the end, secured by golden cuffs. She wears a white sleeveless dress tied around her neck, a knot tied around her collarbone to secure it. Around her arms are metal light blue braces, a long blue cloth hanging off them. The dress reaches over her knees in the front while the back reaches to the ground loosely, as if it was a tail. The dress has noticeable creases around her waist to her thighs. She also wears light blue sandals that have cords tied in X's, reaching her shins. Around her thighs are hidden light blue braces, similar to the ones on her arms. She seems deep in thought as she observes the ocean.

"I guess this is goodbye..." She says. A figure comes up behind her, and she turns to face it. "Is it time?" She asks in a serene tone.

"Indeed, Miss Leviathan" The figure speaks.

"Very well. Greece it is.." Leviathan speaks, following the figure to their destination...

Here is my very first chapter, of my first story! Sorry if I don't live up to your expectations, if anything, please review with suggestions! I will try to update as soon as possible, but with school, it's kinda hard xD Kudos!