New fan fiction anyone? -_-"

Sorry, I know I should be posting more on other fan fictions, but I had to post this one. I started writing it, more or less as one I never intended publishing. But then one of my fans that knows me personally saw it and starting reading it. They begged me to post it because it's kinda a weird story and I wouldn't let them read more than one chapter. So then she convinced me to play What are the odds. And I lost so here it is.

The basic story line started out as something simple. I wanted to make Shun become the Virgo Saint instead of the Andromeda Saint. Simple right? Not with me writing it. Soon a whole story line evolved from a curse I gave Virgo and then of course an evil villain came out of no where too. But I didn't want to use the Titans or some other commonly used villain. No, I wanted something different. So what did I decide on of all things? The Egyptian gods.

I hope you guys realize how much I work for you. It took me three days to create an army for the Egyptians, and their warriors. They're based off of Egyptian and some Jewish symbols, but you'll have to wait to see which ones. SO anyway I hope you enjoy.

Also, I decided to bring Shiva of Peacock and Agora of Lotus back. They only appear in the anime, but I thought they were pretty cool.

Chapter One: The Curse of Virgo

"You're troubled, Shun." Shaka said. "Remain calm. That is the first thing I taught you. I have trained you for nine years, and soon you will be able to wear my cloth. Do you understand?"

"Yes master." Shun replied. The boy was sixteen now, and though young to become a Gold Saint, it seemed as if he would soon become one.

He had learned all of the rules of the Virgo Saint. He could not tell a lie. He must be moral and remain calm. He must look through the cloth of Virgo to the spirits that wore it before him if he needed guidance. He had learned that there was nothing in this world that could be fixed through wallowing in self pity. He remained calm and never panicked, though he couldn't keep some emotions from appearing on his face and he could not hide his smile. But that smile seemed to make him more mysterious. Now he knew how to sense and use the Virgo constellation and how to fight as Virgo. The Virgo Saint's Cosmos burned strongly through his veins. But most of all he learned the most important lesson of Virgo: how to bear the curse.

Of course, he had never trained Saints like Shaka had, and a few of his peers were jealous of the special treatment their master gave to him. But most treated him with respect owed to a Gold Saint, and they liked him as well as looked up to him. He was simply too sweet for most of them to hate him, even behind the emotionless "mask" of Virgo that had become his face. But now they were showing him even more respect and adoration than usual. It was because of Shaka.

Shaka had spent the last nine years training young Saints to become powerful warriors. In all of the that time, he had never returned to the Sanctuary. The other Gold Saints knew of his injuries and that his health was declining, but not to what extent. He was dying. All of his pupils knew it. And that meant that soon -too soon- Shun would be wearing his cloth instead.

Shun had been thinking of these things, and of his friends and family. He was troubled over many things and a little afraid to become a Gold Saint. But he quickly doused his confusion and emptied his mind to sense the world around him like Shaka had taught him. His master's words reminded him to remain calm. Shaka could always tell what he was thinking. Shun closed his eyes and began to meditate, leaving his human form. He could now sense many things around him. He was aware of everything at the same time, and yet aware of no one thing in particular. He noted the movements and conversations of the young trainees but did not dwell on them. He also noted his master's hidden struggled breathing and faltering heartbeat. But those too he accepted as nothing he could change. Through Shaka's guidance, he had reached spiritual enlightenment and peace, at least as much as a Saint of Athena could have.

"Very good Shun." his master said. "Feel everything." Then he sighed quietly. "Today, as you know, I will give out the two Silver Cloths in my possession to their new owners. Normally, I would go with them to the Sanctuary, but I don't have the strength. I'm dying Shun. I have foreseen it in a dream."

"How soon master?" Shun asked.

"Today." Shaka replied. Shun nodded sadly. "You will take my cloth and go with them to the Sanctuary. Do you understand?"

"Yes master." Shun replied. "I serve Athena, and in her absence I serve the pope. I guard the people of the earth and fight for peace, love and justice. As the Virgo Saint, I am dictated to follow these rules until the day I die."

"Good." Shaka said. "But remember, do not fall into darkness. Follow the path Athena sets for you and all shall be well. As of now, you are Virgo Shun. You're like me: a reincarnation of Buddha according to the people of India. Now call forth your cloth."

Shun concentrated for a moment to summon the Gold Cloth. Even with him sitting with his legs crossed and meditating, it flew on and settled into place, adjusting itself so it fit perfectly. The Gold armor glowed for a second, reassuring him. Shun let the power of it seep into his skin, from the helmet to the prayer beads -still hanging around his neck for some forgotten purpose. The Cosmos seemed familiar, and yet at the same time, filled with years of sadness. Gently, Shun removed the helmet and sat it in his lap, careful to not open his eyes as he turned his head up towards Shaka again.

"You cannot change it." Shaka told him. "So don't dwell on it."

"I know master." Shun replied. "But I know that I can't just give up either. I have to keep fighting."

"And it is that spirit that I never possessed." Shaka said, still meditating and not looking up at him. "I wish that I had it sometimes. But as the Virgo Saint, you can no longer allow it to guide your actions. Everything else must guide your actions as well. And remember Shun, keep your eyes closed. For the eyes of the Virgo Saint hold a terrible power. Only open them if you have no other choice." Shun nodded, sensing the area around him without looking at it. He was saddened a little by it.

"Should I call the trainees then?" Shun asked.

"Do so, Virgo Shun." Shaka replied.

Shun stood and tucked his helmet under his arm. The green haired boy was beautiful, oddly so, and graceful. He seemed to float rather than walk across the ground. Now, in the Virgo cloth, he seemed majestic in an odd way. He walked slowly but purposefully to where the trainees were gathered, testing their might and speaking excitedly to one another. They paused when they saw him, and everything fell silent.

"Master awaits." Shun said simply. "It's time."

"Then he is dying..." a trainee said. They all looked away sadly, though a few glared at him.

"Go on." Shun replied simply.

The trainees filed past him one by one, and though none of them touched him, he could feel the anger some of them looked at him with. He let them passed unchallenged. Virgo was used to anger by now. And the closer their master came to dying, the more of the memories of the reincarnated Virgo Saint awakened in him. His master would give out the two cloths, and he needed to rid his mind of all of these dark thoughts. As the last of the trainees filed past, he sad down to meditate. He had to know what was going on and what he had to do. His mind reached out, out of the fields in Greece where he had been trained here with Shaka, and towards the Sanctuary.

In the Sanctuary, he sensed a dark shadow. The Pope was not following the laws of Athena. He was killing saints and people to keep his own rule. And he disliked any Saint that was not Greek. That meant he would not like him. This Pope was full of darkness, and Shun had no choice but to pledge his loyalty to him. But that was his job and part of his curse as Virgo. He couldn't ask questions about it either. It was in his path. He would give the Pope all of his loyalty, until he saw someone who deserved it more. He also sensed in the world a powerful cosmos full of light. That could only be Athena. He could only wonder who she could be, and how all of his friends were doing. But he only wondered for a moment. The wisdom of his master told him what to do. Two Silver Saints knelt behind him, and he recognized the two trainees.

"I am Shiva," the first said, a smaller male with short black hair and brown eyes. "the Saint of Peacock."

"And I am Agora," the second said, a larger young man with long red hair and blue eyes. "the Saint of Lotus."

"As our guiding star the Virgo Saint," Shiva said. "I would ask that you give us your strength during battle if we should need it."

"You are not our master," Agora added. "but we will treat you as such. We hope your wisdom will help us." Shun recognized the two Saints as two of the trainees that had shown him the most respect.

"I hope your ready." Shun said. "We have to leave for the Sanctuary soon. A dark prescence lingers there."

"And you'll still follow it?" Shiva asked.

"I must." Shun replied simply.

"Then so will we." Agora said. Shun gave them a rare smile. Shaka's prescence flared a moment, telling him to leave.

"Let's go then. We're leaving now." Shun said, standing.

"Yes master." The two Silver Saints replied.

Shun turned and left, walking on through the fields. The other trainees and Shaka watched as Shun and the two Silver Saints moved on. They were already in Greece. So it wouldn't take them long to reach the Sanctuary. Shun acknowledged Shaka with a dip of his head as he passed, and Shaka raised his hand once to him in a silent farewell.

The three young Saints walked continuously and in silence. They continued on at a measured pace, covering ground quickly. It took them an hour to reach the villages surrounding the Sanctuary, giving Agora and Shiva time to silently mourn their master and prepare for what might lie ahead. Soon, they stepped inside one of the towns outside of the Sanctuary. Young Saints -Silver and Bronze- were walking purposely towards the Sanctuary. They filled the streets of the town, all going to pledge their loyalty to the Pope. Shun noticed that the townspeople were hiding out of sight, staying as far out of the way as possible. Then the young Gold Saint spotted an older Gold Saint. Shun stepped from the crowd and revealed himself to him. This Saint had long purple hair, blue eyes, and tiny red eyebrows. Shun slid his helmet on as the Gold Saint turned to him.

"You aren't a Gold Saint I recognize..." he said in the language every Saint had to learn during their training: Greek. "Then Shaka really has chosen another Virgo Saint? Is he alright?"

"He isn't." Shun replied as if indifferently. "He was dying when I left."

"I see..." the Saint said sadly. Then he straightened himself. "Your name?"

"Shun."

"You're Japanese?" The Gold Saint asked in surprise.

"I am."

"You might have it hard here my friend." He replied. "I am Mu, the Aries Saint. Come with me. You need to come meet Pope Arles."

"Lead on then." Shun replied. My paused. He certainly seemed like a Virgo Saint.

Shun followed Mu through the town into the Sanctuary. The older Gold Saint was silent. He wondered if the young Virgo Saint knew of the evil in the Sanctuary now. The Pope was not a kind person, and he hated anyone who wasn't Greek. He tolerated Gold Saints who weren't Greek, like Mu, but he still hated them. But Virgo was a powerful Gold Saint, and Mu was worried about how the younger saint would fare here. However, the Gold Saints had to be loyal to the Pope, and Shun had to be more than most. The two Gold Saints walked into the Sanctuary and found Arles just inside, watching the strange processional from behind his mask. Mu knelt in front of him, and Shun did the same. There was no one else near.

"Grand Pope." Mu said. "It seems that Shaka was in worse health than we though. This is the Saint he has chosen to take his place."

"A new Gold Saint eh?" Arles asked, walking over to Shun and watching him through is mask, as if appraising him. "Your name?"

"Shun." the Virgo Saint replied.

"You're Japanese then?" Arles asked, a hint of a growl entering his voice.

"I am." Shun replied with the same impassive face he always wore.

"And you know that I disapprove of my brother, who opened the Sanctuary to all races of people?" Arles asked.

"I have heard of it." Shun replied. Arles paused.

"And yet you still came?" Arles asked.

"My path lead me here, and I can never stray from it." Shun said.

"Interesting answer." Arles said, slowly circling the young Gold Saint. Mu paused, nervously watching the Pope. He couldn't see his face because of the mask he wore, but he could tell what he was thinking now. "But how do I know I can trust you?"

"The Virgo Saint can't tell a lie." Shun replied. "I am unable to. The Virgo Saint can't question orders."

"You can't disobey me?" Arles asked, pausing again.

"It's not my place to question orders." Shun replied. "Just as it isn't the place of the tree to ask why the winds blows it's limbs, or the earth why the sun shines." Arles watched the boy, calculating. "My job is to follow orders. I am loyal because I must be."

"And you would do what I ask?" Arles asked.

"Within reason." Shun replied. "But yes. If you give the order, it will be done. That is how the Virgo Saint works. My power is at your disposal."

"That is more loyalty than some of the Gold Saints have shown me. Much more." Arles said. He glanced for a moment at Mu. Mu had been resisting him for a long time, and he was pleased to see a look of fear cross his face. "And for that you will be well rewarded. But first, you must prove your loyalty to me."

"What would you have me do?" Shun asked calmly. Arles reached down and took the boy's face between his hands gently.

"There are those in the Sanctuary that do not follow my rule. Prove to me the loyalty of the Virgo Saint." Arles said. "Let me see your power against them."

"You would have a Gold Saint to fight them?" Mu gasped. "That's like sending them to die!"

"No." Arles said. "He won't kill them. Not yet. I just want to instill a little fear in the Sanctuary. I will send them a message: I am the Pope. I rule. Those who are loyal to me will be rewarded. Those who are not will be punished severely. And I have those here who are loyal to me, Saints of incredible power. They will not fail me. Come, Virgo Shun. Let's show them fear." Arles released the boy's face and turned to walk away.

"Yes, Sir." Shun replied simply, standing and following the Pope as he began to walk away. My followed sadly as well. He knew what Shun had said was true. The Virgo Saint couldn't disobey orders. Mu sighed. He could only hope that Athena would show herself soon.

They walked on through the Sanctuary, and several Saints stopped to watch the Pope and the two Gold Saints as they passed. Shun's eyes remained closed as he went, hiding the terrible power of the Virgo Saint. Several Saints wondered at the stranger in their midst, but if he was with the Holy Father then they wouldn't ask questions. Shun knew what was coming next, but he wouldn't allow the confusion or sadness to get him. He would be calm, strong and wise like his master had taught him. None of the emotions ever met his face, which was etched as if in stone to an impassive indifference.

They finally reached the place. Several Saints, including a few Gold Saints, were surrounding a group of Bronze and Silver Saints. The ones in the middle were those that were not loyal to Arles. Those on the outside were. Arles paused, and a woman turned and ran to him. She was around twenty or so, and a very beautiful young woman. She had green hair, and like all woman saints, she wore a silver mask.

"Grand Pope." She said. "We've gathered the revolutionaries like you asked. Will we punish them?"

"No." Arles said. "I will have only one Saint punish them. Virgo Shun, step forward." Shun obeyed silently, and everyone looked at him.

"A Japanese Gold Saint?" the female saint asked.

"Yes Shaina." Arles said. "But the Virgo Saint is a very special Saint. His master has chosen him, so we must honor his wish." Shaina looked at Shun, not trusting him. She motioned behind her at the group of Bronze and Silver Saints in the middle.

"These people have betrayed Lord Arles." Shaina said. "They broke our ancient pact to serve the Pope. But some of them are Japanese, your own people! What do you say to that?" Shun's head swiveled towards them a moment, sensing them. They watched him fearfully, hoping. But though he felt sickness rise in him, he looked away again and laughed darkly as if amused.

"People are people." he replied. "They can be replaced. Anyone who disobeys the one over him is nothing. Anyone who has a master and ignores his rule is less than nothing. Thus, they are nothing to me." At this response, a Gold Cancer Saint began to laugh. He had short and spiked blue hair and blue eyes. Shaina whirled around, surprised.

"Deathmask!" She said.

"A true Virgo Saint through and through." Deathmask said. "Let the kid past. He won't disobey Lord Arles. In fact, he's bound to have undying loyalty to him." Shaina watched Deathmask a moment, and then stepped aside.

"Let me see your spirit, Virgo Shun!" Arles cried. "Step away, all of you. Let them come." Everyone but the revolutionaries and Shun retreated several feet, forming a wide circle. The rioters grew angry.

"How could you betray your own people?" One cried.

"You'll be treated like dirt!" another cried. "Just like the rest of us!"

"How could you serve him?" Another asked. "He's evil! Have you never seen the things he's done?"

"That's not for me to decide." Shun replied coldly. Several Saints bristled and ran to attack him. They all called out attacks and leaped at him. He didn't move at all. He waited until they drew close. "Kan!" Shun cried. The poor Saints gave out yelps and flew backwards as they got hit with their reversed attacks and Shun's cosmos. And they not only felt their attacks, but everyone's who had attacked Shun. They struggled to remain conscious.

The remaining Saints scattered, only to be herded back towards the middle by those loyal to Arles. One slipped behind Shun, to get caught by Deathmask and Shaina. The rest, Shun singled out and attacked with his mind. This was his specialty. This attack was powerful, and Shun had created his own version of it, where he could choose which sense the victim lost first.

"Tenbu Horin." Shun said.

Then he pulled away their sense of sight. They all dropped as one to their knees and began to scream in pain and confusion without their sight.

"Oh please." Shun said, smiling though he felt horrible. "I only took your sense of sight. I could have killed you with that attack. Be grateful that I spared your lives. You don't need your eyes to fight."

"You coward!" the last saint cried. He was struggling against Shaina and Deathmask but couldn't pull away. Shun slowly turned to face him. He was just a Bronze Saint, and it made Shun a little sad. "Coward! Why do you hide behind your Cloth and Cosmos like some god?"

"Fool." Shaina snarled. "He is called the Saint closest to a god for a reason!"

"Coward you say?" Deathmask asked. "I see nothing cowardly about him."

"I'm Japanese, and yet you would attack me?" The Bronze Saint Continued. "Why don't you fight me then! Open your eyes and fight me!"Suddenly there was a deathly silence. Shun silently faced the Saint all the way. Even Deathmask, a Saint that murdered for fun, had frozen. But then Arles laughed.

"The Virgo's Saint's eyes remain closed for a reason: a terrible power lies in them." Arles said. "But if you are so insistent upon seeing it, then I'll let him grant your wish." Then Arles gave the young man a thumbs-down sign. Deathmask and Shaina bolted, leaving the confused Saint behind.

"Have you no mercy?" He asked. Shun smiled grimly. He felt bile rise into his throat at the thought of what would happen next, but he whipped the emotion away. He must remain calm.

"This is mercy." Shun said. "If I don't kill you, someone else will. Besides, you won't feel a thing. I promise."

Then Shun opened his eyes. The boy was the only person in his sight. He felt his enormous Cosmos shoot like a lance straight between the boy's eyes. The Bronze Saint froze, as if a strong current of ice cold water had just struck him. Then Shun silently closed his eyes again and began to silently walk back towards Arles. No one else moved. Suddenly, it seemed as if all of the blood in the boy's body gushed forth in a great river from his mouth, and his Cloth shattered. He fell onto his side, his glassy eyes still starring out at the world, as if they couldn't believe that their owner was gone so quickly. Shun ignored it and didn't break his stride. Arles laid a hand on Shun's shoulder.

"Let this serve as a warning then." Arles called. "I am the Pope. I rule. Follow my orders and all will be well. Every Saint that serves me will be rewarded. Every Saint that does not will not be forgiven. Normally, I would only allow a Greek Saint rewards as I will give this boy. But Virgo Shun has proven his worth and his loyalty. From this day on, he is not Japanese. That part of him has died. He has been reborn Greek."

Those Saints that were loyal to Arles all gave out cheers, and though Mu remained silent, he looked away sadly. Behind him, the people Shun attacked were sobbing. But those loyal to Arles left them alone. Shun felt sadness for only a moment before he whipped it away. He couldn't afford the emotions. He was bound by a powerful curse to serve his master, which was now the Pope. If he allowed himself any weaknesses, he would break. His memories as Virgo told him that. And he couldn't let that happen.

"Come, Shun." Arles said. "Let's go to your temple. That's where you'll spend most of your time. Mu, take these people away from here."

"Yes Sir." Mu said.

The group left, all of those Saints loyal to Arles patting Shun on the back and telling him what a good job he did and how he would be rewarded. Mu watched them go, and then turned back to the Saints. Mu felt sad that they had to go through so much. Gently, Mu knelt by one of them and touched her shoulder. She couldn't see him. All of the others trusted Mu, and so they dragged themselves closer. The young woman he was touching began to cry.

"I hate him..." she said. "Virgo Shun..."

"Don't say that." Mu said. "You don't have all of your memories as a Saint yet. You don't remember him before..." he stopped himself suddenly, sad. "It isn't his fault."

"It isn't his fault?" A young Silver Saint cried. "He killed Sauske! He stole our sight!"

"Listen to me!" Mu cried. They all fell silent, surprised. "I know what he did, but everything he said just before he attacked Sauske was true. He only stole your sight. The move he used was powerful. He could have easily killed you with it! That attack steals all of your senses and then destroys your mind. He was as gentle as he could be with you. And killing Sauske like that was mercy. Would you have rather had Deathmask do it? That boy killed him without any pain. That was more than even I could do."

"Then if he's as good as you say, why would he say those things about us? Why would he serve Arles?" a young man cried.

"It's because of Virgo's Curse." Mu said. All of the Saints paused, listening.

"Virgo's Curse?" the first young woman asked.

"It's a curse of terrible power, and one that he didn't deserve." Mu said sadly. "It's a five part curse, one of which has been removed. The other parts were too powerful. The first was that Virgo could never disobey the orders of the one who controls him. Second is that Virgo would be plagued with bad luck. Third was that Virgo could never lie. Fourth is that Virgo could never look at anyone without killing them. And the fifth part that was removed was that he could never again enter into the Sanctuary. It's terrible. I can't help but pity him. No matter how he tries, he can't disobey Arles. And how horrible would it be to never be able to look at anyone? To have to never see they people you love because you could kill them just by opening your eyes for a moment? He can only look at someone at one point after he becomes the Virgo Saint: the instant before he dies. Then he can glimpse the person he loved, the person that touched his heart, the person he saved. He often saves people. The Virgo Saint has a big heart. He always has. But he's plagued with bad luck. Few Virgo Saints live longer than twenty seven years."

"Why would anybody curse someone like that?" a young male asked. "Who would do it?"

"Athena." Mu said. Again there was silence. "About two thousand years ago, we were in a massive Holy War against Hades and his Specters. Athena had always been distant from the Saints, because we died so easily in those days. The Virgo Saint began to make some suspicious moves. He was seen often with a female Specter. Naturally, we assumed he had been won over by the enemy. Soon after, Saints began dying left and right, and for a while Virgo disappeared. Then Athena was first sealed into her human body. He reappeared then, after Athena's favorite Saint had died. She was angry, and that anger turned to pure hatred. She cursed him, and told him that darkness would always live in his heart. Then he left, heart broken and confused. It wasn't until the next Holy War, two centuries later, that we found out what had really happened. That Specter was his sister, and she was helping him to seal away the souls of the Specters. He was discovered, and had to run for his life until he lost the Specters that were trying to kill him. Then when he returned, he returned to serve Athena. He had never known that she had been turned human. We all felt horrible. We had thought that he was evil for two hundred years, only to find out from our worst enemy he wasn't. Saints reincarnate after all, we just knew he would hate us. We had all known him. He had been a gentle Saint and kind, and we had just turned our backs on him. We searched for him for years, but we never found him. He always found us when we least expected it. He would appear like lightning and help us, then disappear like a breath of vapor. We could never talk to him. We could never see him more than a moment. And then he would be gone. This continued for six hundred years."

"Why would he run so much?" A female Saint asked.

"The question is: Why would he return at all?" Mu asked. "We had forsaken him. We had hurt him terribly. And Athena had given him a wound that she could never hope to heal. She hated it. Whenever someone told her that they had seen him, she would go to her temple and cry. She couldn't understand why he kept coming back after she had stolen everything from him. She had stolen his light. After that, she began to love all of her Saints. She couldn't stand the thought of hurting another one and causing so much pain. And sometimes, the Virgo Saint would die when he saved someone. That was the first time any of us talked to him. And the only thing he said was that he could never hate anyone. That only made us feel worse. We would have preferred hatred. We felt like we deserved that."

"And then?" the first female asked, afraid of the answer.

"Athena finally went out and found him." Mu said. "She removed the part of the curse that kept him out of the Sanctuary and we managed to coax him back inside. But he was not the same. He could not lie. He followed every order, though sometimes he interpreted it's meaning differently when he could fine a way to wriggle out of it. He talked in riddles if he didn't want to tell the whole truth. His eyes remained closed. His power had grown significantly, and he always died young. Darkness lived in his heart, and though he reincarnated, he never looked the same. His thinking had grown to be more Buddhist, because his goddess had once abandoned him. And then we found out that people believed he was a reincarnation of Buddha. I suppose it fits. He's always so morally upright and wise. But it was his personality that had changed that we couldn't stand. While he was alone, to keep himself from going mad, he had locked all the doors to his heart. And I've seen into his mind. It's as foreign as what his face shows. He always like a pool: calm and impassive until some other emotion ripples the surface for a moment. But that fades away quickly. He couldn't let himself break. He showed no weaknesses. And he still doesn't. We've been trying for years to break that ice, to turn him into the person he once was. But his heart froze over long ago in self defense and won't melt or shatter."

"His heart was so broken that he had made it to where it could never break again." a female Saint said quietly. "He'd rather freeze than feel that burn again."

"And after all this time, he still fights for Athena." Mu said sadly. "He still fights for that justice that we denied him long ago. He became like steel, and so did his words, as you saw. Part of me thinks he wants everyone to hate him, so he could understand why he was cast out. That's why you can't hate him. None of this is his fault. And that's why I can't look at that boy with anything but pity and guilt. Because we sealed his fate long ago. And there's only one way he can die, because it's always the way he goes: in pain and with a look on his face that says that no matter what you say he'll always be alone in his heart."

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That's kinda sad don't you think? I don't know where the curse came from, but after I wrote it the story pretty much started to click into place somehow. I hope you enjoyed and you'll continue to read. I have altered some things that happened in the story line, and there will be things that you might say "That's not right" to, but it's all to tie in later.
So sorry if you get confused. I'll do my best to wrap everything up. Keep on reading my stories and enjoy. :)