A/N: Ok, I know this took like 5 thousand years to write. I'm sorry. I'm also sorry that there is almost no Yeshua in this one. But I will say that the whole next chapter is all about Yeshua.

Yay for sexy angels! Whoo!

Well, ok here's the next chapter.

Hope you like it.

Sadly...I do not own any of these characters.

Broken Saint
Chapter 13
Goodbye Shion

Yeshua was trying to calm his breathing. He needed to think. He tried to push himself off of the ground, but the pain sent him back onto his stomach. His wings were bleeding; crimson staining pearl. He slowly moved his left wing down a little so that he could get a better view of what had happened to him. There was a huge hole in it, the edges seemed cauterized as if burned. The hole was moving slowly, growing as if alive. Small, burning ember like colors flashed occasionaly from the hole it spread, gnawing away at the feathers of the wings. Poison. He checked the other to find it in the same condition. He had managed to calm his breathing. He tried again, for what had seemed the millionth time to seperate his wings into their seraphim form. The wings glowed with a yellow light, but faded, small round sparkles of gold falling from thier tips. The pain increased and he choked out a strangled cry as he fell back down. He started the process again because he had no choice but to try to stand at least. He had to get to Mary. He tried to push himself up one more time. He had managed to at least get the upper part of his body off of the ground when a pale outstreched hand appeared as if out of nowhere in the darkness of the enemy city. Yeshua stared at it, knowing that he was defeanless. He didn't look up until the owner of the hand spoke.

"Would you like some help, Yeshua?"

Shion lie on her stomach when the horrible rays of light woke her from her precious slumber.

"Noooo" Shion groaned, pulling a pillow over her head.

"Stupid sun spoiliing my dreams with it's brightness and stupid everything. Why can't it be night forever? This is ridiculous."

There was a small laugh from the maid who had pulled back the curtains to welcome the day.

"Mrs. Winnicott, the sun only shines for you. He misses you."

"Well he should find someone else to stalk!" she said sleepily.

She rolled over to get away from the sun, but in her half-awake state she rolled the wrong way and fell off of her giant white bed onto the floor.

"Mrs. Winnicott, please cover yourself!" the maid scolded. She pulled a sheet over Shion's bare chest.

"Emelia, please!" Shion said, pulling it back down. "It's not like you've never seen breasticles before! You have them too!"

Shion scratched her head sleepily and Emelia just laughed as she went to find Shion's clothes. Shion staggered back to her bed, covering herself in the sheet that Emelia had earlier. She hated that Kevin had to leave so early in the morning. She missed him and for once she'd like to be able to fall asleep next to him and wake up with him beside her instead of the wrinkles in the sheets he left behind. She stretched and sighed. Well at least she'd get to see him later.

Emelia brought Shion her robes and bowed quietly, telling her that her breakfast-more like lunch-was ready, before turning and leaving the room.

Shion stared at the robes she'd been given, trying to decide if it was worth the strength to put on clothes or not. Finally, she gave in and started dressing.

She liked living here. It was wonderful. Her life had been nothing but perfect since her marriage to Kevin. The only thing missing was Mary. She sighed at the thought of her best friend. How long had it been since she saw her? Forever? She missed the daily:

"That's a sin, Shion" That she had been accustomed to hearing, as if a mantra to be repeated and commited to memory. Emelia was Mary's stand in. She was always scolding Shion for doing certain things and she was fun to tease, but she was an English maid and her Aramaic was heavily accented. She wasn't the dark chocolate woman Mary was either, destroying the illusion. Although, Shion had thought about telling Emelia that her new name was Mary and that her scoldings would only come in the form of "That's a sin, Shion."

She walked quietly to the kitchen to eat her brunch.

"Emelia," she asked, "Would you like to meet a friend of mine?"

Mary sat in her cell, doing as Lactis had told her. Chi...the universal energy was getting easier and easier to control. It also seemed to work with her emotions. Anger, hate, sadness, anything negative-red, anything calming, serene or postive-blue. When she was in a balanced state of mind and emotion-purple. She sighed. At least, she knew how to actually fight. The tips of her fingers gave off a red glow as if to prove her point. She placed a hand in her pocket and pulled out the shards Lactis had given her. He had been so helpful, but he hadn't told her how to escape. She lifted one of the shiny fragments. Maybe that's what these were for. She waited patiently as a servant brought her food and left silently. She sighed. Lactis had told her to eat, so she had but she wasn't hungry this time. She didn't trust the other servants. She waited for what she thought had been a few hours before deciding her escape.

She took in a deep breath. The tiny fragments in her palms emitted a blue glow and slowly raised themselves into the air. They stood there, suspended while Mary did a little victory dance in her head before hurling themselves at the door. A large cut like that from a giant beast's claws appeared. The jagged scratches made the door look weak, as if it were made out of paper rather than the hard metal it was. There was a little light of hope at the sight of the mark. She tried it again and again until the giant metal door fell to the ground with a loud thud. She cringed at the sound and prayed to God that no one had heard that. She stopped where she stood.

She hadn't prayed in how long? How in the world could she forsake her lord? Maybe that's why everything was so horrible. She remembered Shion telling her once that she didn't need to pray for everything in the world. Mary sighed. Yeshua would've said something if she'd upset God, wouldn't he?

Mary stood up from the cell floor, returning the crystals to her pocket. She looked down the dark, blood red hall before taking a few cautious steps into it. She hadn't really paid attention to the structure of the hall on the way to her cell. She'd been to sad, but now she wished she had. How was she supposed to know that Wilhelm's right hand man was standing by waiting to save her? She tip-toed down the hall, her sandals making small, flat clicking noises down as she walked. She arrived at the place where the other cells began appearing. She looked ahead to make sure no one was coming before crouching down below the cell windows in the door. If the prisoners saw her, they'd make a scene. She couldn't afford to be caught. She pressed her back against the cell doors, stopping when she thought she had made any sort of noise. The prisoners assumed it was a rat or something, so if she stood still enough long enough, they didn't suspect anything. She was finally coming to the end of the corridor. There was a wall at the end of it, as if it were meant for a door but the builder had just left it a walkway. There were guards standing on either side of the slender brick that was hiding them from her view. How in the world was she going to get past them? She tried to think of something, but she didn't have enough time, she had to get to Shion. She took a deep breath.

Well, here goes nothing.

Shion walked down the street with the young, blond-haired Emelia behind her.

"Mrs. Winnicott, where are we going?"

"To Mary's house, Emelia!" Shion said excitedly, pulling the woman along. "Why must you insist on moving so slow? Use your legs! God gave them to you, you're insulting him by not using them to their full potential!"

"Mrs. Winnicott!" she cried, trying to keep up with her outragious speed.

Shion finally stopped pulling when they reached the village. Shion smiled, closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. The sweet smells of her old village brought back so many memories it was enough to make her want to cry.

"Shion?" Emelia asked, worried.

Shion's eyes snapped open.

"Emelia!" she scolded, "What are you doing just standing there when we have to get moving! Mary is waiting!"

"Shion!" Emelia, cried again, a smile on her face despite the tone of her voice.

"Welcome!" Shion said dramatically.

Emelia gasped. Shion's smile faded.

"What is it Emelia?" She asked. Shion turned to see what had bothered her friend.

Mary's house was demolished. The whole front wall of the small, cube-like house was destroyed.

"What? What happened?" Shion took a few cautious steps towards the house.

"Shion..." Emelia said, holding her mistress back, afraid that she might find something she wished she hadn't. Shion pulled her arm away in worried irratation.

"Mary?" She called into the destruction that had once been a home. "Mary?" she asked again, her voice frantic.

No answer. Shion fell down on her knees and started pulling at the rubble.

"Shion..." Emelia didn't approach her, she just watched as her mistress frantically pulled at the large chunks of stone.

"Mary!" Tears streaked down Shion's face.

"Shion..." a weak voice called from afar.

Shion's head shot up. She looked over to see a battered Mary propped up against the far left side of the house.

"Mary!" Shion got up and ran to her best friend.

"Mary, what on Earth happened?"

Mary staggered. A small smile crept over her face.

"I'm...so glad...you're ok." she whispered before she fell onto the desert floor, unconcious.

Mary awoke in a familiar place.

My...house?

She shook her head.

"Stop that, stupid." A familiar voice spoke almost angrily.

Mary opened her eyes slowly, afraid that taking in all that light at once would make her head spin.

"Shi...on?" Mary asked, her voice dry and cracked.

"Give her something to drink! Why is everyone just standing around? Mary's sick!"

Mary knew that voice too.

"Oh no." Mary groaned. Joshua was here.

As if on cue, the excited boy pushed Shion out of Mary's line of vision, bringing his face close to hers to inspect every little spot or freckle.

"Mary, are you ok? Where have you been? What's going on? Why is your house all broken? Wh-"

Shion pushed the boy out of the way.

"Mary, what's happening? Tell me from the very beginning. Are you ok? Did you miss me? W-"

The boy tried to push Shion out of the way and soon they were pushing and shoving each other all around the house. Mary sighed wearily and closed her eyes.

"Um...excuse me." a small voice spoke. It was so soft Mary was sort of surprised that she was able to hear over all that noise the other two people were making. The blonde woman smiled, her green eyes showed a little bit of worry for the dark woman lying on the bed.

"How are you feeling Mary?" The pretty blonde girl sat in the spot on the bed that the still fighting Shion and Joshua had argued over.

"Better..." Mary said, moving her arms and head around experimentally. Small bits of pain exploded in her joints but that's all it was. A flash of pain that threatened to dislodge her bones and disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. Mary winced, causing the two fighting to pause in mid-wrestle. Mary gave them a weak smile as both Shion and Joshua stood behind Emelia.

"I'm Emelia." the blonde woman said.

She smiled as she continued, "I've heard so much about you. Shion talks of you nonstop."

Mary brightened a little. "Really?"

Shion nodded furiously while Joshua bounced. Did that kid ever stay still?

No, no he didn't. She smiled. She was so glad to be around friends.

Emelia placed a pale hand on Mary's dark brow. She was running a small fever. Emelia left her spot to search the small house for any kind of herbs she could find.

"You won't have to look too hard," Shion said, winking at her best friend. "Mary has no life."

Mary gave a soft laugh. If only Shion knew.

She tried to prop herself up, the whole time Shion and Joshua protesting angrily. She rolled her eyes. Why was everyone always so worried about her? She sighed once she'd finally proped herself up and smiled at her worried friends. They both sighed. Mary looked around her house.

"What happened?" she asked in surprise.

Her totally demolished house showed no signs of being well...demolished. Everything was clean and the walls had been put back together. It was as if the terrifing fight with between the beautiful angel and the demon had never happened.

Joshua pushed Shion out of the way.

"That was all me." He said proudly, pointing to himself.

"I took the liberty of fixing your house. I can't believe I hadn't thought of it sooner." he blushed

"Actually, none of us have come to visit you in a while. You're house is just so far away from everyone else's."

Shion laughed. "Don't worry Mary, I'm sure he cares about you since he didn't bother to come check on you or anything."

The boy tackled Shion and they were wrestling again.

Mary laughed.

Emelia came back with some sort of tea that Mary knew she didn't need. She could heal herself, but rather than freak everyone out and be rude to the nice servant, she took it.

"So Mary, what happened? Are you ok? Spill everything to me."

Shion grabbed a chair and sat down, eager to hear everything.

Joshua frowned. "Oh, I can explain that."

He cleared his throat. "Mary's been running around with a certain Yesh-"

Mary covered his mouth with her hand, but it was too late. Shion squealed excitedly.

"Why Mary...I do believe that's a sin."

"I...I didn't do anything!"

Shion laughed. "Nothing to be ashamed of. I mean...look at him!"

Mary frowned.

Yeshua.

Shion gave Mary a worried look.

"Mary...what happened?"

She had ran past the guards at full speed, knowing that they would try to run after her once they had spotted her. When they did, she was ready. She sent powerful bursts of energy toward them, a small explosion. She hadn't fully anticipated how much that would effect her too. The power from the blast knocked her against the wall and blew the doors off a couple of the prisoner cells. Mary tried to push herself off the ground as people ran past her. Well, they certainly seemed to know the way out. She started to run when one of the guards grabbed her arm.

"You're not getting away from me."

Mary didn't have enought time to react as the solider swung his sword down the meet her. She closed her eyes, afraid to see what was going to happen to her arm, when someone grabbed the solider and threw him across the corridor into one of the cells.

She opened her eyes to see him pick up the broken, metallic cell door and slam it into place. Mary stood stock still, afraid to find out what this man was going to do to her. He turned around slowly, walking back to her, but instead of trying to take her to Wilhelm, the blonde man took her hand.

"Come with me." he said in a deep voice.

Mary wondered whether or not to attack him, but he didn't seem to want to hurt her. His blue eyes seemed gentle, so she nodded. Better to get out with a partener than by herself.

He lead her down the hall, never letting go of her arm, only stopping to sneak past a guard or two. It took a while, but they finally made it outside.

The night wind blew softly. It was wonderful. Only a few days in captivity and still, the fresh air smell was enough to make her cry. The blonde man looked down at her, as if to check if she was ok. She gave him a weak smile. He nodded, his expression forever serious.

"Um..." Mary stared. She saw a long gash on his arm. She took a few steps towards him and gently placed a hand over the wound. The man didn't take his eyes off of her, didn't even change his expression as the gap in his skin vanished.

"Oh, well if it isn't the great Ziggurat."

Mary looked up at the voice. The blonde man stood in front of her, much like Yeshua had when Wilhelm had appeared. A pale boy with dark purple eyes smiled wickedly at the blonde man, what had he called him? Ziggurat?

There was a small cry from behind the boy. The boy pulled a small, pink-haired girl from behind him.

Ziggurat froze.

"Ziggy!" she cried, trying to run to him, but the boy pulled her back. A small snap was heard, but the girl didn't make a sound, as if she didn't even feel it.

Mary stared at the girl in shock, she was so young. Was this...his daughter?

"Albedo." he hissed.

He didn't move his defensive postition from Mary.

The boy laughed, eyes flashing. Mary frozed. This boy was so much like Wilhelm. There was a noise behind the boy and when he turned to see it, Ziggurat lunged at him. Albedo released the girl, who stood in shock as the two wrestled. This girl wasn't anything like Mary. She was damsel in distress, the one everyone was always worried about. The person Mary never wanted to be. Mary grabbed the girl by the hand and ran with her.

"But...Ziggy!' the girl cried.

"There's no time for that. If you stand around, he's more likley to get hurt!"

The girl didn't answer as Mary ran with her. They didn't get very far. They were almost out of the city when the boy appeared,waiting for them.

The girl started crying. Ziggurat hadn't made it. There wasn't a scratch on the pale boy, just an evil smile that sent shivers down her spine.

"Come to me, ma belle peche."

The girl trembled. "You're not taking her." Mary said, pushing the girl behind her.

The boy smirked. "Who's going to stop me?"

Mary's hands glowed red. The boy attacked, but Mary stopped him.

She was surprised that she could stop a blade with only her bare hands. She didn't let that show on her face though. The boy looked frustrated. He swung again, and again Mary met him.

"Women." he snapped angrily.

He swung his sword again, but when Mary went to block him, he surprised her by hitting her with his sword hilt. Mary fell, grabbing her jaw. The boy took a few steps closer. The girl didn't move.

"Albedo!"

A choking sound came from the boy's throat as a bleeding Ziggurat raised him by the neck, strangling him. The boy struggled, thrashed, trying to get away. He pressed harder, earning him a loud snap as the boy's neck broke, but the boy didn't scream in pain. After a few more minutes of struggling, the boy vanished.

"Damnit." Ziggurat cursed before falling face first into the ground.

"Ziggy!" the girl ran over to him, crying hysterically. "Get up, Ziggy, get up."

Mary pushed herself up, pain shot up through her jaw, but it wasn't broken. She slowly walked over the blonde man who'd helped her escape. He was bleeding crazily, it was almost impossible for her to find all the wounds. It took hours, the sun was already chasing away the darkness when she was finished. Once she was sure the man was going to be ok, she stood up and left silently.

"Thank you..." the girl whispered.

Mary turned around, gave her a smile and left. Healing that man took all of her energy. If she didn't leave soon and find a way back to her village, she'd pass out before she got help. She had to get to Shion.

"It was nothing." Mary said, smiling. "Guess I just pushed myself a little too far."

Shion thought about slapping her, but Mary was tired and she probably wouldn't take that jokingly right now.

Emelia took the empty tea glass away from Mary.

"The Blessed Saint shouldn't waste her time on Romans." Joshua said.

Shion slapped him upside the head, happy that she got to smack somebody.

The boy rubbed the back of his head and stared angrily at Shion.

"Oh, Shion." Emelia said, returning into the room. "I will need someone to go to the market, it seems that Mary's run out of food."

"I'll do it!" Shion and Joshua said in unison.

They both looked at each other angrily.

"Someone has to stay and help take care of Mary." Shion said.

"I'm closer to Mary than you are, I know what she wants to eat."

Mary gulped, remembering the gray stringy stuff she'd bought from the vender. That seemed so long ago. Joshua sighed. Oh well, at least he got to be near Mary.

Shion waved to Mary. "Don't go anywhere or I just might have to kill you."

"Shion," Mary laughed, "That's a -"

"-sin. Music to my ears."

Shion walked happily down the road humming to herself. Life was good. She'd seriously have to go back and visit Mary more often. She said Hello to everyone she saw, stopping to talk to the children. Everyone seemed surprised to see her, as if once she was gone she'd never come back. These people really needed to get out more. She walked through the crowded, Jerusalem city, talked to some venders, argued with some venders. Got some more of that stringy gray stuff she'd gotten for Mary last time. She'd tried it herself and hated it, but she figured that it would freak Mary out. She wondered if Mary would eat it anyway, trying to keep from hurting her feelings. Shion could be mean sometimes, but hey it was Mary, she was used to it. She got some other food to take back to Mary. Real food that wouldn't crawl off her plate and make evil plans to murder her in her sleep. She was halfway back to Mary's house, she hadn't realized how late it was, the sun was losing it's battle with the moon as it sank under the horizon. The light from the sun was causing the village to seem ablaze, on fire. However, as Shion got closer, she realized the illusion was real. She ran to the village, hoping that Mary, Emelia...and maybe Joshua were ok. She rounded a small corner, people were running past her, in the opposite direction, no one noticed that in that small little alley, someone was hiding. Shion did, she skidded to a stop, she knew who that was.

"What the fu-"

Shion's eyes grew wide. Wilhelm, the man she'd seen in the village was hurting Zebulun.

"Hey, what the hell do you think you're doing?' Shion asked angrily. She took a few steps closer and gasped. The children. All of the children were dead. They lay on the dirt floor, bloody, lifeless, fear plastered across their faces. No one had noticed their screams, it was too noisy, it blended in with all the other sounds. Shion was the only person around as the little girl cried out one last time, before falling, dead onto the ground.

"Shion." he said, smiling, "The Maiden of Mary."

He walked over to her, golden armor red in the fire light. Shion dropped her bags onto the ground and backed up. She was frozen in fear, she couldn't move.

"The children, didn't have what I was looking for." Wilhelm said, grabbing her arm and pulling her close.

"Where is the crystal?"

"What crystal?" Shion said, thankful that her voice didn't break.

Wilhelm smirked. "Zarathustra's crystal."

"What the hell is Zarathustra?"

Her legs suddenly worked and she tried to back away.

"Shion!"

Shion turned to look, but Wilhelm stopped her. Shion was frozen again, horrified. She watched, terrified as two great, black wings sprouted from his back.

"Looks like things just got interesting."

"Shion!"

Mary ran as fast as she could, Joshua behind her.

How could she have been so stupid? Stupid enough to let Shion go without taking the crystal away from her? Why had she automatically assumed that since she was safe because Wilhelm hadn't found her yet. Wilhelm rose, black wings spread. The people were even more hysterical than before. There were screams of the devil, people were praying, running, hiding.

"Mary, you can't be running around."

"There's no time Joshua!"

The boy was quiet then, running beside Mary making sure she was ok.

"Mary." a booming voice called.

She stopped and looked up, Wilhelm had Shion by the neck. He didn't seem to be hurting her, maybe she coud still save her.

"Shion, just give him the crystal, he'll let you go." Mary yelled, hoping she was right.

She saw Shion shake her head. "He won't."

Mary stared angrily at Wilhelm. "Take me, let her go! I'll make anything you want! Do anything you want, please!"

Wilhelm smiled. "Why Mary, you wouldn't learn your lesson that way would you?"

Tears streamed down her face.

"Please Wilhelm!" she begged again.

He pulled the necklace away from Shion's neck, waving the crystal at Mary.

Mary sighed, hoping that he would let Shion go, but there was a scream from Shion. Wihelm smiled and dropped Shion.

Shion hit the ground hard, but she was still alive. Mary ran to her, pulling her head into her lap, trying to figure out how to heal her, but Mary couldn't find the place. She couldn't find any broken bones, organs, any damage. The only thing she saw was the small stream of blood that was coming out of Shion's mouth. Wilhelm, that bastard had found a way to kill Shion so that Mary couldn't heal her.

No, no no no no no.

There had to be a way. Tears streaked down Mary's face.

No no no no no no.

There had to be some way to help her there just had to be.

No no no no no no.

"Mary," Shion choked out.

"Shion, please." Mary cried. "Don't leave me."

"I'm sorry Mary, I tried to protect you. I tried so hard."

"I didn't need protection Shion! You did! I was supposed to stop this. I was supposed to be here."

"Mistakes. You're human."

"I'm not supposed to be! I'm the Blessed Saint!'

The tears came faster, harder.

Shion smiled at her. "Is dying a sin, Mary?"

Mary nodded furiously. "It's a major sin, Shion."

Shion smiled. "You think I'll be forgiven for this one?"

Mary tried to smile back. "I think you will Shion." She choked.

"Be careful, Mary"

And with that she closed her eyes and she was gone.

"Shion..." Mary whispered. "Shion..."

She cried. Everyone was dying. Everyone. The children were dead, Shion was dead, Yeshua...

She cried harder.

Wilhelm lowered himself back down to meet her. He walked over slowly, smiled and pulled her face up to him. "Come home, Mary."

There was an anger, a hatred in her eyes that made him even more excited.

"Strike me, Mary. Attack."

He pulled Joshua close to him.

"Another person, Mary? Another person dead because of your mistakes?"

Mary stood up, defeated. She outstretched her hand and Wilhelm took it eagerly. Holding both of them close, he vanished. Leaving the villiage to burn.

A/N: Sorry that took so long to write. Sorry that probably took 5 hours to read. XD And I'm sorry that the Shion had to die. XD

Welp, that's the end. I'll update as soon as I can.

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