I'm not really sure what this is either. I just kind of started writing it. I hope you enjoy it anyway, and I hope you'll read my other stories too!

PS: Pay attention to Italics. It means they're supposed to be speaking in Greek. Anything not in Italics means they're speaking whatever language it is they all speak. Also, look for the * sign in the story. In the Author's Note underneath I'll tell you what it is.

Chapter One: Abused Hearts

Shun sat silently, staring up at the sky as he watched the clouds go by. He wondered for a moment about all of his friends back at Andromeda Island. Well, his friend. June had been the only person who really cared about him at all. All of the other Saints had seemed to think he was weak. They said they hated him, and they loathed him even more when he had become the Andromeda Saint.

And then he came. The Pisces Saint. The Bronze and Silver Saints there didn't stand a chance against him. He attacked his friends and his teacher. He didn't know if any of them had died or not. But then Aphrodite had seen Shun. Something in his eyes seemed to register. And whatever it was, he had taken Shun with him, back to the Sanctuary.

The Sanctuary was abused. Beaten down by the rule of Arles. He was supposed to go and join a battle, the Galaxian Wars as they had been called. But Shun couldn't do that now. He wondered how his friends who were already fighting there felt now. Surely none of them cared about him. They probably wouldn't have even thought he would have survived, much less become the Andromeda Saint. And yet, whenever he saw a glimpse of the tournament on a television in the towns nearby, he felt sadness. He didn't know why. But he felt like he should have been there. He should have returned.

Part of the reason Shun was so sad was because he had been trying to return and see his brother. Well, he had seen him here. From afar. And his brother was completely different now. He was so angry. And yet he had seemed so surprised to see Shun here of all places. Ikki was off somewhere now, and as Arles had once told him "sending the Bronze Saints to hell". Shun was sad for Ikki. He wished he would return to the kind older brother that he had been. But Shun couldn't go down there to talk to him. He was stuck here.

Shun could feel the Andromeda cosmos, and his cloth called out to him gently. But Shun couldn't reach his cloth. It was locked away with Pope Arles. It seemed that Arles thought him a threat. Which he thought was strange. The Andromeda Saint was known to be a rather gentle Saint. Shun couldn't imagine why Arles would be so scared of him. But Arles kept him locked up too, in the temple of the Gold Saint of Capricorn of all things. Shun didn't dare try to disobey his equally as unwilling jailor. He had seen the power of a Gold Saint once before, and he didn't want to test the wrath of the Saint that used the sword Excalibur.

"Shun," a voice came from within the temple. "get back in here. You know that Arles hates to see you so close to the edge of the temple. Come back."

Shun instantly stood and obeyed, turning and disappearing again into the darkness of the temple. He glanced up at the Saint that stood guarding it. His name was Shura. He was taller and older than him, and his eyes looked some what severe. They were a dark midnight blue color, like his hair. Shun found that it reminded him of his older brother often. Ikki's looked the same. But Shura was taller than Ikki and not as muscular or large in the shoulders. Shun found the older young man very handsome. And he once again found himself thinking of how pretty he was.

Pretty was the only word that could describe him besides beautiful. Some men, like the Pisces Saint Aphrodite, knew they were beautiful and loved it. But Shun hated it. He couldn't stand that after all this time he was still beautiful, not handsome as a boy his age should be. And Ikki had also told him never to cry. Shun wasn't much of a cry baby anymore. The tears had dried up, and he was simply sad now. He was rather small and thin, though his body still held strength. His hair was long and hung a little ways down his back, and was a light green color, and his eyes were blue. His skin was rather pale. He had spent the last year since he had been brought here in this dark temple under Shura's gaze.

But he knew that Shura wasn't cruel at least. Shura's eyes softened a little as he looked at how sad the boy was. Shun barely felt like he knew Shura, but he still knew that he knew the Capricorn Saint more than anyone else. Shura rarely talked to people. He was rather reserved, and mysterious. He didn't like to talk to many people. He had resented Shun a little at first. But as he grew to know Shun he didn't anymore. He treated Shun like he was his own little brother. Gently, Shura reached down and ruffled the boy's beautiful green hair lightly.

"Hey don't look so sad," Shura said. "It's a dull life up here in the temples. That I know. But at least you've got me for company. And if Arles sends me out anywhere he said you'd have to come with me. You're stuck with me kiddo." Shun gave him a small sad smile.

"I know," Shun said. "And that's what worries me. The only reason he'd send you out would be to fight my friends. I don't want them to die. But more than that I don't want them to see me like this either. As the enemy."

"They wouldn't see you as the enemy," Shura assured the boy. "How could they? Just look as this adorable face. I bet even Ikki would stop this whole evil outlook thing he has if you asked him to. You've just got that type of personality."

Shun nodded but didn't look convinced as he sat on the floor. Shura sighed and knelt down in front of the boy, laying his hand on top of the boy's head. Shun looked up at the Gold Saint's mysterious eyes again and found them looking intently at his. He wondered for a moment what Shura thought of him. How he really thought of him.

"Arles really should let you outside." Shura teased. "You need a tan. If you get any lighter you'll glow in the dark."

"Shura," Shun said suddenly. "Why does Arles fear me so much? I'm only a Bronze Saint after all. Why does he have to keep me locked up here?"

"I don't know," Shura sighed. "I wish I could tell you. I've been hearing tales though, of a prophecy about the Andromeda Saint."

"A prophecy?" Shun asked. "What could it be about?"

"I have no idea," Shura said with a shrug. "I've never heard the prophecy itself, and the Andromeda Saint has always been such a gentle Saint. I can't imagine what about this prophecy would make Arles believe that you were so dangerous. But I do think that some of the other Saints, those with Saori Kido might know it."

"I never heard it," Shun said. "It was hushed up on Andromeda Island. It was like a curse. No one spoke of it. Do you think Saori and the others really might have heard it?"

"They certainly seem to be worried about the Andromeda Saint for some reason," Shura said thoughtfully. "They mention it a lot. I've seen it a few times on the televisions as we've passed through towns. I don't think they know you're Andromeda yet, but I think they suspect something none the less. Perhaps that's why Arles has kept you locked up where he can see you, and why he won't let you wear your cloth. He doesn't want anyone else to find out about it."

"I don't understand though," Shun sighed. "Why?"

Shura didn't answer. He bristled suddenly and stood, looking towards the door to his temple. Shun stood as well, nervously looking out to see the intruder. He knew that Shura would bristle against anyone who came in his temple without his prior knowledge, even Arles. That was just his ways. And also why the other Saints feared him. They couldn't read his eyes and they didn't know when he was likely to attack.

A Bronze Saint came in. Her name was Shaina. Ophiuchus Shaina. She wore the purple armor of the Ophiuchus Saint and she had lime green hair. She also wore the sliver mask with purple marks on it. She was a rather violent Saint herself, and that named her as the most powerful female Saint. However, even she paused in the door to see Shura's mysterious eyes. She glanced behind her, and Shun's eyes followed hers as well. And he froze abruptly at what he saw.

It was June. He knew it was her. She wore her blue armor and had her whip at her side. On her face was a silver mask with red marks on it. Her hair was orange as well. She had yet to notice Shun. She was too busy nervously watching the Gold Saint. Shura however guessed nearly instantly where she had come from: Andromeda Island. And he glanced back at Shun. June's eyes followed his, and she gasped when she saw Shun. The beautiful young Chameleon Saint stared at her friend, but Shun couldn't tell what she was thinking.

"Shura," Shaina said rather nervously. "I need to pass through with this young Saint and the two Sonota Saints* outside."

"And why would you bring more children from Andromeda Island through here?" Shura asked, obviously irritated about something. "Keeping an eye on him is hard enough." He didn't have to tell Shaina who he meant.

"I understand," Shaina assured him. "But I have to bring them through. The Holy Father sent Aphrodite again to kill Cepheus Albiore. He managed to escape though, so Arles ordered that I bring his students here so he wouldn't try anything else."

"Ha," Shura laughed scornfully. "Aphrodite failed again? I warned Arles that Albiore was a very strong Silver Saint. He didn't listen to me, and Albiore managed to survive, even against the poisoned rose of Pisces."

"You shouldn't speak about Aphrodite like that," Shaina said.

"And why not?" Shura demanded. "That boy's too hateful. Of everything. He only serves Arles so he can destroy more. He gets on my nerves."

"Well..." Shaina said nervously. "I still need to pass."

"Fine whatever," Shura sighed. "I don't care. Just tell Arles not to dump them on me too. I don't need to be babysitting a bunch of brats from Andromeda Island. This one's enough. Jeez, to think that all these kids won a cloth from that Island. No one has ever done it before now."

"It's a little strange," Shaina agreed. "But what can we do? The Fates will continue to plan and we'll live our lives following that plan blindly."

"Hurry up then and get them out of here," Shura said, turning his back on Shaina at last.

Shaina motioned for the three young Saints to follow, glad that he wasn't looking at her anymore. She didn't want to feel his wrath. Two more Saints came in. Or rather, Sonota Saints. One was Reda. Shun knew him too. He had beat him for the Andromeda Cloth. His cloth was very much like Shun's, only it was red and there were spikes coming out of the shoulder pads, and he had no belt. The boy had blue eyes and wild pink hair. The other was Spica. He had short black hair and a small pink star on his right cheek under his blue eye, though no one really knew why. His cloth resembled the Andromeda Cloth as well, except it was blue in color and hand small pink strings in each arm that had small blades attached to it where spikes came out. Both had chains on their armor as well. They both stopped and stared at Shun as well. Shun simply stared back, unsure what else to do.

He'd thought they'd meet again. But like this? He didn't have his cloth. Reda and Spica had both been training to get the same cloth, and he'd beaten them both. They had both claimed to hate him until suddenly the Pisces Saint had appeared, and then they hadn't seen each other. He had never seen if they had gotten hurt or been killed, so he knew that they would be wondering the same for him. And from the looks on their faces, he assumed that they had thought he had died. Or at least that this was the last place that they expected to find him. Ever. There was also something else in their eyes. Terror. He knew it. He had felt the same when he had been dragged here by the Pisces Saint. Shaina saw them looking at each other though and looked up at Shun.

"Shun," she said, pronouncing his name correctly. Though she then began to speak in Greek. Shun had been forced to learn it when he had arrived here, so he knew that none of his friends from Andromeda Island knew it. "I know you're worried about them. But Lord Arles seems to favor children from Andromeda Island. I'm sure they'll be fine, even though they aren't Greek."

"Shaina," Shun said, making his friends all gasp as he responded in the same language. "I understand. But I still don't understand what's going on. Don't let them get hurt alright?"

"I will guard them," Shaina replied.

She motioned for the young Saints to follow her, and dumbstruck they did. Shun watched them leave and then sighed, sinking down onto the ground again. Shura turned and looked at the boy. A year's worry seemed to lift off the boy's shoulders, though a new one was added to his burden.

"They're alright," he said.

"Yes, it seems so," Shura replied. "And they seemed to have been worried about you."

"June probably," Shun said. "But not Reda or Spica. They told me they hated me for winning the cloth when they didn't."

"The looks on their faces said otherwise," Shura replied. "They looked rather relieved to see you. But there was fear in their eyes too. Fear for themselves, and you."

"I'm not so sure," Shun sighed.

"We'll have to wait until later to see I suppose," Shura relented.

"You know Arles is going to make you watch them probably," Shun said. "You've got enough power to herd all of us around. Especially now that you told Shaina to tell Arles to not to send them to you."

"I know," Shura replied with a small smile. "That's why I said it."

Shun paused a moment and looked at the Capricorn Saint. Shura simply smiled mysteriously and then turned and walked to the front of his temple, surveying what he could see of the Sanctuary from it. His temple was fairly far up, and they could see a lot when they looked out from here. Shun watched him for a moment.

"Thank you," Shun said softly, feeling a single tear slide down his face. Shura paused and looked back at the boy.

"Glad to see you're finally returning to normal," Shura replied with a much gentler smile. "I'm sure they'll be relieved to see it too."

"I hope so," Shun sighed. "But I'm worried. About them. About all my friends that have to fight in that tournament. About everything."

"That's a lot to worry about," Shura replied. "But don't worry. I'll be here to help with what I can. You're like a little brother to me."

"Does this mean you hate Arles too?" Shun asked. "Like my master does?"

Shura was quiet for a moment. Shun understood why. They both knew that saying that was treason. And Shura had once told him that Arles was really the Gemini Saint in disquise, but that he still followed him. He said he didn't believe that people fought for a god anymore, and that anyone with power had the right to rule. He said that even Arles' evil powers could be used for good. But as he had spoke with Shun more and more, he had begun to wonder. At last, Shura turned to Shun.

"Yes," he said confidently. "I hate him. Him and his evil. I want to believe that Athena exists, that she'll come here and get rid of him. I want to fight for justice, as a Saint was meant to. You've shown me that this could be possible. But I don't have the faintest idea who Athena could be."

"Me either," Shun sighed, a little relieved that Shura had come around to his way of thinking. "It's so strange. How could she hide for so long with Arles hunting her?"

But as soon as he said it, both he and Shura froze nearly instantly. They both suddenly understood something.

"The tournament," Shun gasped.

"Perhaps she isn't hiding after all," Shura said, his eyes narrowing as he looked out the front of his temple. "Maybe she's just waiting for someone to notice. She's still a young goddess, if she really is Saori Kido. She possibly doesn't have her memories as a reincarnated goddess yet, just as you are a young Saint and don't have your reincarnated memories as a Saint. In fact, I'm almost sure that that's the case."

"What should we do then?" Shun asked, standing and walking over to Shura, careful to remain within the shadow of the temple.

"The only thing we can," Shura sighed. "Wait and see."

"Shura," a voice said from behind them. "Arles sent these three back to you."

"I thought he would," Shura said, not sounding at all displeased. Shaina laughed a little.

"I should have known," She said. "You wanted him to leave them here with you." Shura and Shun both turned and looked at them. They didn't have their armor anymore, though June still had her mask. The three young Saints looked very nervous, but Shun's reaction, or lack there of, to the conversation had reassured them a little bit. "Shun was right. You are just a big softy under all of that armor aren't you?"

"Huh?" Shura asked, glancing at Shun. "What's he been telling you? I didn't know you were such good friends all of a sudden."

"'Ask for no secrets and I'll tell no lies.'" Shaina replied playfully.

"Yeah I get it," Shura said. "Well, might as well try and make them at home. They look terrified still."

"I wonder why," Shaina sighed, sounding a little angry now. "If Arles keeps treating people the way he has been, then sooner or later he won't have many subjects. I've already fallen away from him to tell you the truth."

"Funny," Shura said. "I have too." Shaina paused and looked up at him. But there was no deceit in his eyes.

"I see then," She said. "Well, Arles has asked that you go to him tomorrow. He has a mission for you. And he's asked me to watch these four, along with Aries Mu."

"If it's you and Mu then I can leave them without a worry," Shura sighed. "But why though? Why is he growing more and more nervous about letting Shun beyond the walls of this temple? What does he fear?"

"I don't know," Shaina replied. "But I have to go for now. Keep an eye on these three. They have minds of their own."

"So does Shun," Shura sighed. Shaina nodded and then went on her way out of the temples. Shura looked at Shun. "I've got to patrol the Sanctuary for a while. It's my turn tonight to keep an eye on everything. Try and calm them down. It won't do any good for them to be so worked up."

"I'll do my best to," Shun replied simply.

Shura nodded, and then turned and left without another word. Shun watched him go a moment, and then sighed. It was going to be a long night.

"W-Where has he gone off to?" Reda asked nervously.

"To patrol," Shun replied. "The Gold Saints have to take turns doing it every night."

"Why don't you leave?" Spica suddenly asked. Shun glanced at him.

"Because Arles knows everything," Shun replied. "If I tried to leave he would kill me. And besides. The Gold Saints don't hate me, but they're told to keep me up here. So here I stay."

"What do you mean he knows everything?" Spica asked.

Shun didn't respond. There was an awkward silence between them. Spica and Reda sadly looked down, and Shun watched them carefully. His eyes were like June's mask, hiding whatever it really was he was thinking. Shun saw them look down and paused a moment. Then he smiled gently and a little sadly at them.

"I missed you guys," Shun said. Reda and Spica paused.

"We thought you were dead," Spica said. "We didn't know what to do. We wanted to hate you at first. But then..."

"We saw how it really was that Aphrodite killed everyone," Reda continued. "Those poison roses. It's like he enjoyed killing everyone. He gave them small doses, so they had to sit there in pain for weeks. It was horrible to hear them scream like that. But it was worse that we couldn't find half of our friends. Those we did find, we found weeks later having been washed back in the tides from the seas. We didn't know where you were."

"We couldn't hate you after that," Spica said. "You were always too sweet to hate anyway. How could we hate you when Arles turned out to be everything that our teacher told us? And now here we all are. In the Sanctuary where he rules." Slowly, June stepped forward slightly, watching him.

"You've changed Shun..." June said. "I can see it in your eyes. They're not so innocent anymore. Or as gentle."

"I've had to change here," Shun replied. "When half the people here wouldn't mind killing me, I had to grow powerful. So now they leave me alone. They're scared of me."

"But how?" Spica asked. "We saw your cloth. Arles has it locked up!" Shun paused a moment and noted how Spica had finally called it his cloth.

"He does," Shun replied. "But master told us once didn't he? A true Andromeda Saint doesn't need his cloth to fight."

"What?" June gasped. "You mastered Andromeda's most powerful techniques?"

Shun nodded. Again there was silence between them. The two Sonota Saints glanced at one another and then came over slowly, carefully. As if they were afraid of spooking the young Andromeda Saint. Shun turned and looked at them. Once they saw him looking they looked away.

"Sorry," Reda managed.

Shun paused, looking at the two of them. Then he smiled at them gently. He suddenly found it silly that they would think that he wouldn't forgive them. He had always been a gentle person and they knew it. He hugged them both and smiled at June.

"You're both so silly," Shun said. "It's fine. You don't have to apologize for anything. I'm just glad you're safe."

The two Saints paused, and then hugged him back, glad to have their friend back at last. June removed her mask, showing Shun her blue eyes. And then she smiled gently as well.

"You've gotten taller," Reda joked.

"Have I?" Shun asked, releasing the two boys and smiling at them. "I'm still really short."

"Not that short," Spica said. "You're nearly as tall as me now."

Suddenly June started laughing and ran over and hugged all three startled boys. Shun started laughing too. It had been a while since he had laughed. But suddenly it seemed like the most beautiful sound it the world.

"I've missed you Shun!" She exclaimed.

"I've missed you too," Shun replied.

"But..." Spica said. "What are we going to do?" Those words were strangely sobering. June released them.

"Yeah," Reda said quietly. "Arles wants to keep us here. And he's hunting our master."

"What about that guy?" June asked Shun nervously. "The Gold Saint?"

"Oh Shura?" Shun asked. "Don't worry about him. He acts tough but he's actually pretty nice. He doesn't like Arles much either. He's almost like an older brother to me."

"I thought you already had an older brother?" June said.

"Not with how he's acting now," Shun replied sadly. "He went to Death Queen Island remember? He's different. And he hates everything."

"I'm sorry Shun," June said.

"It's fine," Shun replied.

"But why won't Arles let you go anywhere?" Spica asked. "It's weird."

"Yeah," Reda said. "And why would he have to lock up the cloth of a Bronze Saint? It doesn't make sense. He took our cloths as well."

"Well," Shun said quietly, "it's got something to do with Andromeda's Prophecy. You know, the one no one was allowed to talk about on the Island?"

"Right," June said. "When I asked master why we couldn't talk about it he said it was because people were scared of Saints that gained cloths at that Island, but also of the Andromeda Cloth, which was why it had been sealed there 300 years ago. Someone didn't want the Andromeda Saint to return. But no one knows who sealed it there. Who would have done it? And why?"

"What could that Prophecy be?" Reda asked.

"What's it go to do with us?" Spica asked.

"I don't know," Shun replied. "No one's allowed to talk about it, and if they do Arles hurts them. People here know of it. And that's part of the reason they're scared of me I think. But also of you. I think it has to do with Saints from that Island. Something's going to happen. And Arles thinks it's dangerous. He even fears the Sonota Saints of Andromeda Island."

"That's beyond weird," Reda sighed. "And all of this isn't making any sense."

"I know," Shun replied. "And I'm sorry I don't know much. You guys have got to be tired. Come on then. You should try and get some sleep."

"You need to sleep too," June protested. Shun smiled.

"I know," Shun replied. "And I will. Come on then. There's not much in this temple at all, but we can find a place to sleep."

Shun smiled and coaxed his friends to follow him, and then ducked behind a large wall that stood alone with the mural of Athena giving Capricorn the Excalibur. There was a good amount of space back here, and it was where Shun had been spending his nights here. It was out of sight from anyone unless they walked around the edge of it. It had been lonely here, but now he knew that it would be a lot less lonely. They all sat down against the wall, their bodies close together to fight the chill of the night, and for comfort as well. They needed the touch of something familiar. Shun felt himself get a little sad again. They were the only survivors of Albiore's students. He wondered if word of this would reach Saori and his friends. He wondered if they would be sad. And he wondered how many of his other friends from that Island had survived, if any.

But even with all of these thoughts, and the thoughts of Andromeda's Prophecy, he couldn't stay awake. The others had all fallen asleep, and their snores were suddenly very much like a lullaby. He felt tired all of a sudden. And he found himself falling asleep too. Soon, he slipped into sleep.

* Sonota Saints: Mercenary Saints often for hire. They don't usually have cosmos of their own or constellations. An example would be the Flame Saint. But Reda and Spica have a cosmos that's not unlike Andromeda. Most Sonota Saints are Anime only.

So what did you think?

I'm enjoying creating this story so far. Soon I'll tell you what the Andromeda's Prophecy is, and we'll get to see some story line. ^^