Roses...she loved roses…roses like these…and that dress…she looked so beautiful in it. But why…why did she have to die…?
This place…it’s empty now…No one to smile at me…teach me…nurture me…care for me…love me…Oh, Artemis…tell me why did she have to die?
Look at this mask…she used to wear it…just so that we didn’t know…so we didn’t have to feel what we feel now…but now she’s gone…gone forever from us…I can handle anything…but why did she have to die?
She used this place…as her place of training…as her place for us…as her only home…now she’s gone…never to grace this gloomy place with her glowing presence anymore…why did she have to die…?
…Why did she have to die…? We loved her enough…so why? Did she not love us…? Like a family…? So why? Why? Why?!
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June 13th, 1988
Dear Diary,
The war is starting. I know not what to do. My students are the opposers, I, the defender. My heart aches when I think of them, having to face us. Us. The Silver Reflection Saints of Artemis, who rank as high as the Gold Saints of Athena, my students will have to face. I feel very distressed about the whole situation as much as I know I will soon go insane and I will no longer be sweet, sincere, kind Keitalina nor the caring, nurturing, stern Persea. I shall become the Titaness, Selene. She will pass judgment upon them and I will have died of a broken heart if not by attack. I might as well order the other Silver Reflection Saints to let them pass unless my students challenge them, but even then I would forbid any harm coming to my students that is not by my hand. I would prefer a death by my hand so it is that they would not suffer a slow and painful death if they would face against the other Silver Reflection Saints, for I know they will show no mercy. Just like Selene. I could almost see her standing in front of me right now. Her long silver hair flowing about her, her cat-like ice blue eyes staring at me with an intensity not even my sweetness could handle, her cold expression looking at me with mockery hinting that I will lose all I hold dear. She enjoyed it. No matter what I try to do. I will close this soon, for they are at the third temple, but I will leave a small note.
Please Ryoga, don’t hate me.
I fear that is all I can leave for you dear Ryoga. Please forgive me for what had happen. I am sorry. But if you happen to be reading this…could you please look after my grandpa for me? Oh, and by the way, Ryoga…It’s my 16th birthday today.
Lots of love
Selene, the ever-cold Popess of the Lunar Sanctuary
Persea, your stern, yet caring teacher
Keitalina, your friend forever
I love you all.
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Saori sat quietly in the living-room with the her Bronze Saints, she had news to tell them. It had been a little while since they were all revived by Gaia and an even longer time since their fight with Hades. When they return, Sanctuary was in ruins and had to be fixed. So now nearly all of the Saints resided in Kido Mansion. Saouri gave one last check around the living-room to see if any of the Gold Saints would sneak in on them and began.
“I’m sending you all to school.” She said. The Bronze Saints looked at her in disbelief. School? Them? The Bronze Saints of Athena? Saouri noticed their looks of doubt and smiled a little. “Now that Hades is defeated…we can all live relatively normal lives…” she told them, crossing her arms as if she were their mother. The Bronze Saints all dropped their heads in dismay. They sighed.
The Gold Saints could hear their conversation from the room next door. They all listened intently as Saouri mentioned about sending the Bronze Saints to school and some of them stifled chuckles because of this. How can the Bronze Saints go to school? Sure the main threat was over, but she could at least keep someone beside her all the time. But then again, she had the Gold Saints, so why bother with the Bronze Saints? They put their attention back to the conversation. Now they spoke so softly it was hard to make out any words. The only words that could be distinct would be ‘Kamiya High School’.