A/N- Sonia is amazing and deserved a better ending than she got in Omega, so here's my attempt at fixing that. Big thanks to GalaxyMuse for helping with the editing!

Sonia burned like a raging inferno.

Her Cosmos had always been angry. It had always burned hot, but it had never before been like this. It was mangled, twisted, more violent than ever before. Anger, loss, loneliness and more all flowed from her heart. The emotions tore at her Cosmos, ripping it into ever more frayed strands as it sung out of resonance with the golden Scorpio Cloth encasing her body.

She wanted to be free of this. She wanted to cut her ties with this hurricane of celestial energy, but what she wanted had never been a factor in her life, so she did what she was told to do. Protect her father, and his dreams for a new world.

Through sheer force of will Sonia pulled at the snapping tongues of her Cosmos. She reined them in, compressed them, binding them for one final attack.

"Antares Maelstrom!"

With that mighty cry she flung the violent energy at the advancing Lionet Saint. If the hungry flames needed to be sated, let them consume him instead.

A writhing cloud of energy flew out from her palms. She watched as it spread, a feral grin creeping onto her face. She had failed her father against the Southern Cross Saint. She would not do so again against his son.

Her triumphant grin suddenly turned to a look of horror. The expanding Cosmos turned back onto her, and soon Sonia was engulfed in her own attack. The ravenous tongues of her Cosmos whirled angrily around her, growing more fierce as they rose up and died in bursts of snapping flame. Despite being out of sync with her Cosmos, the only thing keeping her from being burned alive was the powerful Gold Cloth she was wearing. The very thing that was protecting her, the Scorpio Cloth, began to shake and vibrate. It was turning almost as angry as the energy that was now flaming all around her. She could feel it crushing her. Her arms bent under the pressure. Her ribs shrieked. Air was being forced out of her lungs.

Then suddenly, nothing.

It was gone. The Cloth was gone, and she was left to the mercy of her own seething Cosmos.

The hungry power would burn her up and consume everything she'd been. As the flames engulfed her, her head tilted skyward. Her attack had exploded a hole in the ceiling of the Scorpio Temple. Through it, she could see the great column of energy that was leading her father's plans to success. On the edge of the sky, the red corona of Mars was just becoming visible.

Her sacrifice would not be in vain. Her father would be victorious, Medea would have her way, and her beloved brother would inherit this new would. She tried to wrap herself in those last few, fleeting comforts. The engulfing flames, which parched and choked her throat, made this impossible as they brought a terror she couldn't suppress. Sonia was not a praying woman, but she closed her eyes and sent out what could only be called one. A prayer for protection.

Like a small child, she sent out a silent plea to her father to save her.

Warmth.

Warmth, not heat, enveloped her. It wrapped around her like a soft blanket of down, shielding her fragile body as her own abused Cosmos tried to tear her to pieces.

This warmth was the power of someone's Cosmos, but not like any she'd ever felt before. To her, Cosmos had always been hot and angry. It was power, a means to an end. A tool with which to achieve your goals. A weapon against her enemies, and an iron shield with which to protect her family.

This was pure and almost loving. Soft and comforting, like being surrounded by those who cared for you. It brought to mind memories that she had thought were long lost. Memories of the loving embrace of a parent. Could it truly be so?

Her father. Her father had answered her prayers.

She opened her eyes and looked to the golden beam of light once again. She wasn't sure what she expected to see. Mars descending from up high, coming to save his only daughter? A shower of light? A blaze of cosmic energy from above? Anything?

Above her she saw no change. The twisted stairs leading to the remaining Zodiac Houses curled upward into the sky. The towering steps curved around the column of light that was pulsing steadily as ever, as it slowly pulled the blood red edges of Mars into view.

She lowered her eyes, and blue green was met with fiery orange. His eyes. His damn, paradoxical eyes that confused her each time they fought. They always burned so hot and angry, but she'd never seen eyes before that were also filled with so much sadness. It was with a liquid, molten anger that his eyes burned. One that seemed as equally likely to blaze up into a fury as they were to melt down into tears.

For once, the anger in his eyes was absent. The sadness was still there, only now it was hidden behind other emotions. Fear and desperation, and above all a blazing determination.

For what?

This warmth and protection she was feeling. This sense of comfort she could only remember from the days when her family had still been whole. This pure Cosmos that burned with so much power her heated blaze was like a candle flame in comparison.

It was not father who had not come to save her.

If she had even the slightest grip left on her Cosmos, it was gone now, ripped away as this truth struck her harder than any physical blow. Suddenly the overwhelming, innate power burst free from the cage of her body, swirling around in a torrent. A singeing heat rose up along the side of her face and she cried out in pain. Then just like the Scorpio Cloth, it was gone.

Her Cosmos was gone.

Sonia's remaining strength left her and she sank into blackness.

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