And her I am again! This is part two of the last chapter.

Concept: Shun is more than she appears. Based off the Netflix remake, but using the classic names.

Disclaimer: I do not own Saint Seiya or any of the included characters. They all belong to Masami Kurumada.


Being petrified is a wholly unpleasant experience, Shun decides. She can't see, she can't hear, and she can't feel. All she can sense is the Cosmo around her.

In the distance, and slowly getting farther away, there is her brother's Cosmo.

Closer, much closer, she can sense the weak burn of Seiya's Cosmo. He's hurt, but not dead. Not yet, at least.

She sense it the moment Hyoga is turned to stone, feels the way his Cosmo goes completely, utterly still. It makes her want to scream.

Within moments, Saori's Cosmo starts to feel wrong, like it's slowing at a painfully snail-like pace. Shiryu's Cosmo, too.

The faint burst of Shiryu's Cosmo almost passes under her notice, but only almost.

It's over a moment later. Perseus Algol is dead, and they are all turned back to normal.

Well, mostly.

Shun wants to scream when she realizes what Shiryu has given up for them. Shiryu assure them it is a small price to pay. It doesn't make her feel any better.

She is tired of people having to make sacrifices in this foolish war. She is tired of watching her loved ones fall before her.

(Vaguely, Shun wonders where this thought comes from. She doesn't have an answer.)


"What do you mean, did you feel it when Shiryu's Cosmo spiked?" Hyoga asks, looking thoroughly confused.

"You mean you didn't sense it?" Shun blinks at the blond Saint. "Shiryu's Cosmo spiked while he was fighting the Perseus Saint. While we were turned to stone."

"Stone people can't sense things, Shun. It's not possible." Hyoga's words are blunt. "When I was turned to stone there was nothing. Just pure blackness with my thoughts to keep me company. Nothing else."

Shun gets the feeling that even saying those words is unpleasant, like he doesn't want to think about it to hard. She doesn't blame him.

"Then how do you explain what I felt? It's not like the Medusa Shield failed to work or something!" Shun protests. She's very sure of what she felt.

Saori is frowning as she watches her Saints argue.

"Perhaps," She says slowly, "This has nothing to do with the Medusa Shield, and has everything to do with Shun herself."

"What does that mean?" Seiya asks.

Saori sighs. "I don't know." She admits. "Call it intuition, but have you ever done something that shouldn't be possible. Something beyond even what a Saint is capable of, Shun?"

"Beyond even what a Saint is capable of?" Shun echoes, then frowns.

She stands up. "I'll be right back." She says, and leaves the room., ignoring her friends' confused looks.

It is the work of a moment grab a small pile of dirt from outside and bring it back in.

"You're showing us... dirt?" Hyoga is making that face again, the one where he looks unrelentingly skeptical. Shun hates that face.

"No. I'm showing you something that shouldn't be possible." Shun says simply.

Shun is quick to set the dirt down on the table, shaping it into a small pile, then digging into one of her pockets and pulling out the flower she'd left in there over a week ago. It's a rose, wilted now though.

She plants the rose in the dirt, tucking the stem in firmly so that it stands up. Then she sits back, hands folded neatly in her lap.

Slowly, Shun starts to hum. She stares intently at the rose as she does. She doesn't need to look up, doesn't need to see her friends' judgmental faces. She'd gotten enough of that from the others on Andromeda Island when they'd found out she liked to sing.

It happens slowly, slower than it would if she actually sang like she normally does, but the rose begins to regain its life, perking up again.

In a matter of moments, several more roses have sprouted from the pile of dirt in the form of a tiny bush.

Shun stops singing.

Everyone stares.

"Did you just... make a flower grow by singing?" Seiya asks.

Shun hesitates to answer. Shiryu gets there first.

"No. She didn't." He says. Then, "Look, all of you."

Everyone follows Shiryu's pointing finger, looking at Shun. She shrinks back under their stares.

"Oh." Seiya mumbles. "You're hands are glowing."

Shun glances down. Seiya is right, her hands are glowing a soft green.

"Oh yeah, that happens whenever I do this." Shun admits.

"You've made plants grow before?" Saori asks.

Shun hesitates.


For as long as Shun can remember, she has heard a song in her dreams. It is the only part of her dreams that she remembers, but it is always the same song, and Shun knows it by heart by the time she is five years old.

The first time she sings the song, she is alone on the shore of Andromeda Island, waiting for her new master to come get her. The captain of the boat that had brought her to the island had pushed her off the boat into chin-deep water and made her swim the rest of the way.

Shun is soaked and exhausted by the time she reaches the shore, and she wants nothing but to lie down and sleep, but she thinks that might be a bad idea, so she doesn't.

Instead, she sings. She sings the entire song from her dreams, and when she is done there are unfamiliar flowers growing in a circle around her, and she is so tired she falls asleep right there, in spite of her best efforts to stay awake.

No one comments on the flowers on the beach after Shun wakes up, and she doesn't say anything either. The dream song becomes her only comfort in a world of harsh training and even harsher weather.

When they find out, most of her fellow trainees will tease her, tell her that only girls sing. Shun isn't sure how to tell them she is a girl. Something tells her that is a bad idea.

She will find out she was right when she is twelve years old.


And we'll end it there I'm thinking I might move this into its own story, because I have a feeling I'm going to be writing more of it than just these two chapters.

See you soon!