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Panpolemos (Global War)	By : Philotas Category: +S to Z > Saint Seiya Views: 1979 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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�Panpolemos� (Global War)

Author�s warnings: This is a post-Hades fic, starting
ten years after the Holy War in which Seiya and the Gold Saints died and based
on both the manga and the anime. It�s pretty neutral so far, but it will
contain yaoi (though het will be there as well) hit hit the back button if you
don�t know what that is or if you don�t like it. Other than that, please just
forgive any mist in in grammar, English is not my mother language. On the
other hand, please do not hesitate to point out any mistakes concerning
timeline / characters / canon facts / etc. Thanks a lot to all who take the
time to read this.

Disclaimer:
If I owned them, I�d be called Athena!

Chapter 5. All Returned to Me

Hyoga shook Shun awake. His friend opened his eyes lazily,
blinking a few times to clear his vision. In a moment, however, he came to full
awareness and inspected the Cygnus Saint�s face closely to understand if he
felt the same things he did.

Hyoga simply pointed to the airplane�s window at their
side. Shun leant towards the small glass, touching it with his forehead as he
looked down. So did Shiryu and Ikki, sitting right behind them.

�The Black Sea�� he whispered quietly, contemplating
the dark expanse of water beneath them.

�We�re
almost there� Hyoga confirmed.

His
tone didn�t convey any of the anticipation they all had felt when boarding the
plane. It was unfortunate that they had to switch flights in Instanbul and
wouldn�t arrive in Athens until the next morning. Even from the distance, they
could pick up more than a few unexpected cosmo disturbances. Nothing too
alarming, but enough to make them tense.

Leaning
back in his sit, Hyoga crossed his arms and waited.

***

�Are you sure you�re feeling alright?�

Aquarius Camus
bit back a brusque reply, trying to understand Milo�s anxiety. The last time
they had seen each other, during the war against Hades, the Scorpio Saint�s
fingers had been around his throat while Athena�s body was falling, apparently
lifeless, to the ground. Not really the best of outcomes for friends� reunions.

Milo knew now
that Camus� defection to Hades had been only a ruse, but while the Aquarius
Saint was glad his companion didn�t consider him a traitor anymore, he felt
that returning to their old game of pushing and shoving required an energy he
no longer possessed. Their friendship had always been as awkward as it was
sincere. Milo was a man of strong feelings. Too strong for Camus� comfort.

He shook his
head, silently berating himself for losing his focus. Now was not the time to
think about his relationship with Scorpio. The twelve revived Gold Saints and
Shaina were climbing staistairs to the Pope�s temple to reach Athena, and the
only thing remotely reassuring was the awareness of her gentle, quiet cosmo
reaching them from the distance. Everything else was so wrong and out of place
he almost wanted to laugh. How vain, how childish of him to ponder the future
of his social life while there was no guarantee whatsoever that such a future
even existed!

�I am fine, Milo,
I assure you� he replied seriously, trying not to let the others overhear their
conversation. �Please, mind the situation at hand now.�

The Scorpio Saint
made a noise of acknowledgement, but it sounded miserable at best. Camus turned
to look at him, and saw only the shadows the other man�s bangs concealing his
face in the dim light. Regretting the chilly tone of his words, he thought
about saying something that would comfort his friend, but he didn�t have the
time.

They had passed
the Thirteenth House and were now entering Athena�s temple. There wasn�t even a
single torch burning, and only the light of the moon rising over the horizon
and filtering through the temple�s windows allowed them to see one another and
their surroundings. Still, it was enough.

Suddenly Mu,
Dokho, Saga and Aioria, who walked ahead of everybody else, let out audible
gasps and stopped dead on their tracks. The rest of the group followed the
direction of their astonished stares.

The scene
displayed before them possessed an arcane beauty. Athena was laying on the
altar, apparently asleep, and three male figures were resting side by side
against the carved stone, with their heads placed at Goddess� right side.
Anyone could recognize at least two of them. Apparently the wave of
resurrections had missed no one.

�Seiya� murmured
Shaina, breaking the uncanny silence.

The silver saint
was torn between the desire of rushing to his side and the anger she had felt
mounting inside herself since the beginning of that absurd night. Who was doing
this, who was tearing the dead away from the peace they deserved? Who was
playing so cruelly with all their hearts, giving them this illusionary miracle?

Everybody was
still too shocked to move when one of the other two men resting at the foot of
Athena�s altar rose and looked around with eyes filled of the kind of surprise
that had become too well known to everyone else.

�Where� Athena?
What the��

Aioros stared at
the one who had just awakened, wondering if he wasn�t perhaps going insane.
Saga was still standing to his left, he could see him even if he kept looking
at his double who was slowly approaching them. No one else showed great
surprise, however, the Sagittarius Saint noted. There had to be a rational
explanation, but before he could ask the Saga look-alike spoke.

�It�s good to see
you all here, but can anyone tell me what is going on? It doesn�t feel like I
should be alive.�

�Kanon� the
Gemini Saint breathed softly.

The two men,
identical from head to toe, gazed intensely into one another�s eyes for a long
moment. They both realized the absurdity of the situation and the urgent need
to find an explanation, but all concerns were momentarily swept aside as each
of their cosmos reached out to the other�s, creating a connection deeper and
more intoxicating than any physical embrace.

Saga forgot for a
moment about Aioros� earlier rage and present look of incredulity. In fact, he
forgot about anything at all as Kanon closed the distance between them, taking
his brother�s hand in his own. During the war with Hades they had only met for
the briefest moment, and the situation hadn�t allowed them to even exchange a
word. There was so much to be said, but words failed them both. Before they
could even attempt to find any, they were suddenly returned to reality.

�Saga, Kanon�
Dokho called, reluctantly breaking them out of their trance. �I am sorry, but
your personal feelings will have to wait. Let�s wake Athena and the others. We
need their help.�

The echo of his
words still hadn�t faded that Shaina and Mu shot forward, rushing to the side
of the altar where Seiya and Shion laid.

Seiya was the
first to regain his senses. When his chocolate brown eyes focused on the well
known mask, he smiled faintly.

�Shaina��

Only repeating
Dokho�s recent words in her head like a mantra she managed to stop herself from
crushing him to her chest. It was true, their personal feelings would have to
wait.

�Seiya� how much
do you remember?� she asked, helping him up.

�Not much� except
that� Hey, wait! I�m sure that Hades� I was dead, wasn�t I?� he questioned
incredulously, touching his chest just where according to his memories the
Underworld King had buried his sword almost to the hilt.

The silver saint
nodded gravely.

�Yes, Seiya. You,
like everyone in thism exm except for me and Saori, have been dead for ten
years now.�

The young warrior
blinked, trying to take in that piece of information. Ten years? It couldn�t
be! In fact, he was about to ask if she had gone crazy, but when his eyes
scouted the room he could see for himsthatthat her words were true.

�Athena� he
started �though I am pleased and grateful to see you, I am at a loss as how to
explain our presence here. Have you called us back from the valley of death?
Have you a new task for your saints?�

To no one�s
surprise she shook her head silently, confirming what they all knew within
their hearts. Only in that moment, however, she seemed to realize the magnitude
of what had happened. Her brow furrowed, and her expression became one of worry
and deep concentration.

�Please, Shion,
tell me what has happened. I know I have not called you back from the dead. As
much as I would have wanted to, it is not my place to do this sort of things. I
perceive no immediate threat, but it is obvious that whoever returned you all
to me is very powerful. I would like to hope that a higher deity has granted me
the joy of having you all back at my side, but somehow I feel that a price will
be demanded for this miracle.�

The Holy Father
nodded gravely.

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The other
warriors turned to face the direction indicated by the Pisces Saint. Nobody had
sensed a presence behind them. They were understandably unsettled to discover
that whoever had followed them could hide himself so well.

�Relax, it�s just
me� a voice replied hurriedly, as a human form blinked into sight apparently
out of nothing. The man was smiling, but his lips seemed to tremble slightly,
and his blue eyes held a joy so intense he seemed ready to start crying any
moment.

He didn�t look
dangerous. In fact, anyone could say he looked familiar, but only Athena
recognized him immediately.

�I haven�t seen
you in a long time. You�ve grown so much, Kiki� or should I call you Kirai?�

The young man
knelt in front of Saori, paying his respects.

�I am sorry I
have been away for so long, milady. I am here to serve.�

She nodded gently
and extended her hand to beckon him back to his feet. With the same hand, she
directed him to turn around and face the congress of saints.

�Kiki� whispered
Mu incredulously, his mind spinning.

Not really
willing to wait for him to come out of his stupor, Kirai simply flung himself
at the Aries Saint. Mu�s arms moved automatically, welcoming the unfamiliar
form of his younger brother. He could certainly recognize both the main traits
of his appearance and his cosmo, but it took him a moment to convince himself
that he wasn�t dreaming. When reality finally set in his embrace tightened,
becoming almost hurtful for them both. He couldn�t recall ever feeling relief
and joy so intense. It was agony to think that such a marvellous gift could be
part of an enemy�s plot.

Kirai returned
the fierce hold, whispering in Mu�s ear someg nog nobody else understood. The
tone, however, was gentle and reassuring, and it made the Aries Saint regain
his self-control. Slowly, their bodies separated from one another, though their
hands remained entwined. Together they turned to Athena, who smiled gently at
them, completing the blng tng they both felt to have received.

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