Prologue for my next story and Ending I imagine would happen in lost canvas, considered sequel to 'Origin of Pegasus Saint'

Disclaimer: My surname is not Kurumada... and if I own this fic Gold saints would never die!

It wasn't suppose to happen! Athena the goddess of wisdom cried in despair as her most important person, her beloved saint fell right beneath her feet. Pure white armor that carved with golden ornament stained by scarlet liquid, his regal wings was torn apart. Sasha was trembling as her dear brother collapsed on his own pool of blood, how he fell and lied on the ground was mirroring his arch enemy, Pegasus saint. The purple haired goddess fell on her knees between them, looking back and forth trying to shake of the scenery of tragedy that lied before her.

She bit her lower lip trying to held back her tears, "Tenma... brother?" Both of her trembling hands reached out, right to Tenma and left to Alone.

Sasha was startled when she heard loud cough that came from her left side, her eyes widened at the sight of Alone coughing out crimson liquid as panting wildly. She wanted to reach out for him, wrapped her arms on her beloved brother. Tears started to pool out on the corner of her eyes, the man before her was not her brother but Hades. The god of underworld who still related to her by immortal blood, her uncle.

"He died?" Hades asked smugly.

Athena glared at him with hatred, how she wanted erase that smug smile, smile that painted because of Tenma's misery. "You... " She tried to find a correct word to address the black haired man before her, demon, monster, murderer, but all word of hatred died on her tongue as Hades still wore Alone's mask. She would never able to say it, no matter how much Hades pained her. "Are you satisfied now Hades?" She asked with shaky voice, "None of your specter is left now... they are gone..."

Hades laughed out loud as stood up shakily, "Gone till the next two hundred years my dear niece..."

"Not a very long time for us huh..." Sasha muttered sadly, "Do you still want to continue this senseless war? Unlike you who have no one left... Shion and Dohko are still alive somewhere in your castle..." She stated, Athena was never one to threaten her enemy but she had to stop Hades at all cost! "They are injured... and as you can feel... their cosmos are weak. But still able to fight..." She trailed off calmly, "You can't win..."

Hades's eyes narrowed at his niece, looking at what state she was in. The goddess was injured, there were bruise and dirt all over her body,her armor cracked and her left shoulder guard was gone. Athena was indeed badly injured and barely able to stand but he was nowhere as good as her.

He was lost again...

"It will be postponed till the next two century Athena... once again... we will stop briefly..." He muttered slowly as fell on his knees, "And as the last present for this war... my dear niece... I will allow you to see him to say final goodbye." Athena's eyes widened as Hades's cold eyes replaced by warm blue of Alone's, but before she could reach out for him, Alone raised his hand to stop her. "Don't touch me Sasha... I am not worthy..."

"Bro...ther... I... I... "

Alone smiled warmly at her just like before he was possessed, "Don't call me that Sasha... I am not worthy the title of your brother... not will all blood that stained my hand... my brush... my canvas... " He muttered sadly as looked up where the remnants of 'The Lost Canvas' can be seen. Before Sasha can open her mouth Alone cut her in, "Don't say anything Sasha... don't say it's not my fault... don't... don't forgive me. I want to apologize... but I shouldn't..."

Sasha was about to deny, gasping in shock as Alone's body slowly crumbled to dust. "Alone!"

"So... this is what a vessel that has been left by Hades would reduce into..." Alone commented calmly, he smiled at Sasha then shook his head. "Sasha... I..."

Sasha hugged Alone's crumbling body on her arms, tears she had held was flowing to her cheeks. "Don't talk anymore... please don't go!"

Alone closed his eyes, "Sasha... you know? If I can... if only I am really an almighty god... I wish…"

"Yes..." She hugged him tighter as if she can put his crumbling body back, but it was useless. "I am a goddess... I can grant it! Tell me... I will grant anything if you can be my brother once again!"

"Don't say such thing Sasha..." Alone chuckled softly... "I will not ask you to grant it... just listen, please?" he begged weakly. Sasha can only nod as she feared she would deny that simple wish. "There are three wishes... the first... I want to atone all of my sins if that's possible..." Sasha's sob grew louder but she tried to keep it to be able to hear Alone clearly, "Second... I wish I can paint three of us together in one canvas, the background would be our favorite tree... you are smiling there with lots of flower wreath on your hands, Tenma have his usual goofy grin on his face as peeking on my sketchbook. And I am in the middle... smiling like an innocent boy I was, sketching my beloved one..." He paused then coughed blood but didn't let Sasha to interrupt him. "And my last wish... do you still listen to me Sasha...?"

Sasha nodded weakly, resting her chin on Alone's shoulder. She can't bear to saw his face, not that beautiful smile when he was on the verge of death. "Yes... every word of it..."

"And the last one... tell Tenma too... that I..." He closed his eyes slowly, resting his head on Sasha's shoulder, "I want to be with all of you again... if only I can turn back sand of time like hourglass... once again live in poor village, you and me babysit all of orphanage's children... Tenma beat up those who dare to bully us... I wish..." He opened his eyes again slowly, looked at Tenma who began to move slightly. The Pegasus saint rose his face from the ground, looked straight at Alone's blue eyes... he smiled at Tenma for the last time then...

Sasha felt weight on her shoulder no more as Alone's remnants washed away by gust of wind, and then she heard weak voice echoed on hers and Tenma's mind.

"I wish I can be Alone again... your brother... and your friend... Tenma..."

Sasha looked up to the sky only to found the remnants of 'Lost Canvas' had began to crumble slowly, perished to dust like the artist who painted it. The world had been saved by her and saints but she can never rejoice for this victory, as it was just a brief end. On her faint immortal memories Sasha recalled she never rejoice for her victory, because she only postponed doom for the next 200 years.

She felt Tenma struggled to stand and she knew from his faint cosmos it was only about time for Pegasus saint to give in to slumber called death. She held unto him tightly like she did to Alone, at least she needed no fear of him crumbling on her embrace. There would be no miracle to save Tenma again… the only reason he could stand again and again from death's grip was his determination and fate of a Pegasus saint. Athena recalled among all of her saints Pegasus was the one that would never allowed to die by fate before he face Hades, saints that always stand by her side since the age of myth. If he perished now she didn't need to fear of never seeing him again because… Pegasus saint would never leave Athena, he never…

But it's really worth it?

That she would see Tenma again at the cost of another holy war? When this war… this bloody game would end? It's an unending circle of fate, she, Athena, Hades and Pegasus…

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