Fandoms: Supernatural, X/1999, Merlin, Sherlock, Harry Potter

Genre: crossover with a bit of canon fussion and inspiration from the Hunger Games for the worldbuilding

Pov characters: Daisuki Saiki, Luna Lovegood, Sorata Arisugawa, Original characters

Pairings: Sorata Arisugawa/Arashi Kishu

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters eccept for the ones I created myself.

I only borrowed the characters from Supernatural, X/1999, Merlin, Sherlock and Harry Potter from their creators to create a story I have wanted to write for quite some time now.

Madriguera – a war fortress on the Ganesa Macula cryovolcano

Inhabitants: 1

The Madriguera, proud fortress of a little village called Relicario Aldea, situated at the foot of Ganesha Macula. The fortress dates back from the time of the Ares Wars and was once witness to the atrocities that took place during the wars. Now it's largely a ruin and the courtyard where once the clash of arms and the laughter of the soldiers could be heard, only silence reigns.

The inhabitants of Relicario Aldea build the fortress on the cryovolcano's edge facing the large plain, so that the advancing enemy could be noticed ahead of time. The inhabitants who were old enough to fight were sent to the fortress to be trained as soldiers in preparation for possible battles. But as it was such a remote place to not be a part of their first invasion, it took years before the enemy decided to travel towards Ganesha Macula. Giving the small army inside Madriguera ample of time to develop into an army capable enough to withstand the siege of the Soldiers of Ares for a long time.

But the inhabitants of Relicario Aldea lost the war regardless and the Madriguera is now the home of a ghost, doomed to haunt the fortress until she's redeemed from the role she played in the downfall of her people.

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Relicario Aldea - Titan

Somewhere on a street in a neighborhood at the good part of Relicario Aldea, a young Titan storms out the door, banging it against the wall with a bang. She turns towards the doorway where the light from inside shines on the cobbles of the street and calls: "One of this days, you've got to let me decide my own life, mother. Cause if this doesn't change, I will one day not come back anymore."

Hair swishing she turns around and runs down the street as tears begin to fill her eyes. It wasn't the first time that they were fighting. Since the death of her father and her brother Epiktetos, her mother had been afraid of losing her too. Judging the change of that happening too great, her mother began to watch and stipulate her every move, the coming and goings of her friends and decreeing who Demetria could and couldn't see.

At first she had understood her mother's concern, but as she grew older she wanted to decide for herself with whom she associated with and where she went. The first time when Demetria had expressed her displeasure, her mother had hit her for the first and last time. Demetria had raced out the door, crying, and only stopped running when she'd grown tired. While running she hadn't really paid attention at her surroundings, which was why she'd ended up in an unfamiliar part of the city.

She looked at her surroundings and saw that the houses were built in a style that had been wildly popular with the wealthy families of Relicario Aldea, a few centuries back. By the state of decay of the facades and the unkept gardens at the front, Demetria judged that only a few people were living here, with little money.

Almost abstracted from view as it was overgrown with plants, she'd seen the imposing statue of Titan's biggest warlord in history by change, and had looked for more statues in the other gardens. Between the flower beds, she'd seen several statues of other, smaller warlords, in different sizes and postures. Some of them had sat with their sword on their laps, while others had stood like they were looking out over their armies.

But not all the gardens had statues of Titan's heroes. When Demetria ended up at the garden of the building in the middle of the row of houses, she'd found some statues which at first glance looked like they had been of Titans, but at closer inspection had had some differences. They'd looked strange, with characteristics that Demetria had never seen before. Instead of fur, black scales cover their bodies, and upon their faces they had white smudges, forming a mask around fiery red eyes. Wondering if there were more of these statues, she'd looked in the other gardens. But after searching them two times over, she had to deduce to her dismay that this was not the case.

After a while she'd followed the road, curious where the street would leed her to, until she ended up on the outskirts of the city where she found the ruins that would be her safe haven for the times to come. She'd remained there for half an hour, after which she searched for a way back home.

Afterwards they still fought and the number of rules hadn't changed, but Demetira was determined not to abandon her mother. And so, after each fight, she would leave home and hide at her place in the ruins until they both had calmed down.

The ivy and moss-covered ruins appear before her and Demetria hops across a low wall as she enters the run-down building. She walks through the old corridors to a large room at the end of the building, where she sticks her hand into a hollow inside the wall and takes out a torchlight and a little hurricane-lamp.

She places the lamp on the ground and walks with torchlight in hand to a room at the other side of the corridor. There she digs-up a rolled-up sleeping mat and a pillow from under the pile of wood at the end of the room.

Back in her 'hole' she rolls out her sleeping mat, turns out her lights and lays with a tired sigh her head on the pillow and falls asleep instantly.

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The sudden cold wakes Demetria up from a pleasant dream. She shivers as she sits up and pulls her arms around her. Strange, it's never this cold in here. She stands up and walks around to get herself warm.

She thinks about going to the other room and using the wood to make a fire and picks up the torchlight as she moves towards the corridor. She's about to leave the room when suddenly the light in her hand begins to flicker and ice-cold hands seem to grab her by the neck. She turns around with a startled cry and sees something that curdles her blood.

On the other side of the room she sees the apparition of a Titan male. He's covered in blood and is wearing a centuries old harness of a soldier from the Peoples Army of Ares, dating back from the Great War. His uncanny eyes look at her intensely as he starts to walk towards her with a grin on his lips, promising her a slow and painful death.

She's about to run away, when out of nowhere a second figure emerges behind the first apparition. He too wears the armor of a soldier, but where the eyes of the first one are black, his eyes are a fiery red. The same red Demetria had seen on the statues in that particular garden at the declining area of the city.

The second soldier draws his sword, swings it upward with two hands and swoops it down on the head of the first soldier, splitting it in two. Demetria cries out as the injured Titan's knees buckle and starts to fall on the ground only to disappear before he reaches the broken flagstones. The non-Titan soldier turns his head towards her as he removes his right hand from his sword and extents it in her direction. Blood begins to drip from his claws as he stares at her without a word and disappears in thin air with a growl.

Demetria drops to her knees and starts to cry in her hands. By the time the room has his old temperature back, her throat starts to hurt and her tears become thicker and warmer. Demetria pulls her hands away and sees to her horror that they're slippery with blood. While fear grips her heart, she tries to stop the bleeding, but no matter what she does, the flood of blood doesn't stop. Demetria begins to wail for her mother as the burning in her throat gets to a point where it is agonizingly painful.

Somewhere she knows that no one will hear her, that this place is desolate, that it is more prudent for her to save her energy to get to the inhabited parts of the city, but the fear of what's happening to her has her in its grip, making her enable to think clearly. She collapses and lies on the ground in a fetal position until she begins to thrash around as unseen blows crash upon her, leaving bruises on her body. Her struggle to get away from the blows lasts for a few minutes when the violence suddenly ends.

Sobbing Demetria turns on her stomach and starts to crawl towards the door, when hands yank her back and throw her against the wall. Demetria begins to choke as invisible hands squeeze her throat and contusions start to appear on her neck. Wheezing she tries to find the source of her pain but her bloodied hands are only met with empty air as she grabs for her neck. After a short struggle, Demetria stops fighting back as her hands are pinned on the wall. Mewling and with excruciating pain, she positions her head slowly towards the window opposite her and looks on last time to the clear sky outside where the sun begins to appear on the horizon.

Mom, she thinks as the light starts to disappear from her eyes and death takes her inside its embrace, I'm sorry that I should leave like this, that we were torn apart after a stupid fight.

I hope that you can be happy without us, eventually, and that you will not hold unto the past as frantically as you did with me after the death of dad and Epiktetos.

A few kilometers from the ruins, Demetria's mother awakes with a jolt. As if she knows that her world has irrevocably fallen to pieces once and for all, she runs outside and starts to scream for her daughter.

And while the sun gently caresses her daughter's ice-cold body, the last bit of mental health disappears from her life as madness takes a hold of her, squashing her soul in its embrace.