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Chapter Two- Unknown Origins

As the grey monk walked towards where the souls of the Gold Saints should be formlessly waiting for unknown terrors to consume them. The dark monk who had broken the prison scanned the surroundings with his black eyes. His skin was darker for he emerged from Ethiopia and found himself on constant guard outside the monasteries.

"Yoshiro" his deep voice spoke through the smoke "and what of the ones dammed to the ground beneath here?"

"Chisel at the surface and be incredibly carful for their lives are dangling precariously, they are in a different situation then the Gold Saints" was the reply from the man in grey, Yoshiro.

Doing as he was told the man went on all fours to feel the ground intensely and in a flick faster than light two feet of rock vaporized. He closed his eyes concentrating, flick and four more feet of rock was gone and he was disappearing deeper in the foreboding ground.

The Elder Yoshiro was walking through the dusty haze of crumbling stone as great vibrations resonated and the gods of Greek antiquity have made notice of this monstrosity. Stopping suddenly and closing his eyes the winds picked up and the smoke had gone in clear defiance of the gods. Yoshiro or commonly called by the nickname Storm Bearer was mocking Zeus, displaying his powers to taunt the god.

Lazily hanging over ruble were fourteen glowing orbs and from within his robes Yoshiro withdrew a crystalline vial which swirled beautifully in his hand. Uncorking it he bent down and with worn hand he lifted one of the orbs up to his face. The golden light danced in his hazel eyes and the warmth was great. Such a small light emitting such peaceful and loving energy warmed his heart. The sudden grief for these men to have fought without the Guardians weighed heavily on his soul.


Small farm outside Athens

Standing on jagged hills watching over a flock of lambs as they lethargically drifted from one grass clump to the next. The sun was particularly bright today with no clouds to shield Seiya as he stood watch. Wiping sweat from brow he found himself watching beasts for an elderly couple because the husband was going through bouts of illness and unable to withstand hard work of the farm life.

Tattered jeans and stained shirt clung to his sweaty body as he jumped between rocks to follow the animals. Seiya loved this field where the ancient still lived in the ruins of a temple or some other building, he wasn't sure but he felt a connection to this place. He found himself sitting on his favorite spot where square marble rocks protruded to the surface.

He felt he had been here before he had even seen the field. A connection ran from him to these abandoned columns where he could hear echoes of unseen people. Today was oddly different from the rest for the sun shone like it intended to incinerate the earth and the plants looked as if fall was upon them. The flocks wandered with lackluster strides and food no longer held the appeal it once had.

Seiya was about to lean back when a jolt surged in his body, he couldn't move and his nervous system failed him. His eyes grew large and he fell towards the gleaming marble where he went into a deep sleep as blood trickled down his face.

Great halls stood in front of Seiya as a sweetly cool breeze pushed him forward. Leather sandals had appeared on his feet and a blue chiton had covered his body. A curl of his brown hair was brushed from his eyes and he couldn't have been more confused.

Men in varied clothes were speaking and laughing down the corridors as a man called out to his brother which happened to be Seiya he just didn't comprehend.

"Bellerophon" a name like any other didn't register to Seiya "whoa Bellerophon" right in his ear causing him to jump as the appearance of two men who looked identical startled him.

"Uh I didn't notice you" was all Seiya could mutter.

"Did you hit your head riding that flying horse of yours?" the one on the right chimed.

"What was that name, oh it was Pegasus so where is this snowy beauty?" the left one said as they both laughed.

"I don't know?" these two looked so familiar it bugged him. They wore similar robes of white and green with undeniably beautiful looks, looks he had seen before.

"There is no horse" the left one shouted

"Made up clearly an attempt to gain Athena's approval!" the right one slightly grinned."But I fear your amorous attempts will go unnoticed."

"That or someone much closer" the twins turned back to reveal a beautiful young woman with long locks of brown hair and eyes the ocean would envy.

"Princess Andromeda what a pleasure!" The right twin said and Seiya was positive he had seen that face before.

The electricity left his form and he was alone in the field as a lamb licked at his arm. He sat up and relived the unreal dream so real it pained him. Those faces of strangers which he felt he had known for eternity lingered in his mind and the sun hadn't moved much which meant he wasn't out long.


Sorry for the short chapter the next one will be longer and will explain more. Who are those twins and princess Andromeda, geez I wonder. Why is Seiya called Bellerophon who knows but I'm sure it will all make sense in the coming chapters.