#kanon x radamanthys

[cherryhiyoko]

O lugar onde os dois dragões se cruzam, by G-qualia

Saint Seiya - Radamanthys x Kanon

Idioma: português-BR

[kitsudangelo]

the story of a man and a judge. Kanon and radamanthys

[rla1994]

Chapter 10, yes I am still alive.

Hey, guys! I know it has been a really looooong time but here is the next part of the story. I’ll have more free time from now on so expect the next chapter soon. (I hope ^^’)

I don’t own anything.

One more thing : it is not beta read.

Enjoy~~

“Well, well. Look who’s here? Have you come to defeat me? Was being cast out of Heaven not enough for you?” The sentence was punctuated by maniacal laughter. Kanon did not reply, instead he readied the knife and raised his arms prepared to fight this monster who had taken over his brother. 

The other copied him and called forth his armor -Saga’s armor- it was made of gold and looked somewhat like his; if only for the different parts that made it. His shoulders and knees were covered and along with the two golden bands on his upper arms, it offered more protection than his. His enemy was also holding the helmet in his left hand. The helmet was simple except for the red ruby on its forehead, the Gemini logo engraved in its center. Kanon didn’t call forth his. The entity didn’t know about it. He would be surprised when he’d see it and perhaps it would give the fallen an advantage. 

“Enough talk.” Blue eyes narrowed. “Leave my brother’s body or prepare to die.” 

The other only smirked. He rushed forward his left arm pulled back, fist ready.  

Kanon dodged, jumping away. His opponent followed barely giving him time to react. His enemy might have Saga's body and strength but Kanon had been dodging blows since he was but a child. He could do it all day long.

"What's wrong? Too afraid to hurt your dear older brother?" The entety nagged.

"You are not my brother. And you will leave his body."

His eyes dark with rage Kanon lunged at his twin. His knife slashed a fine red line across his neck. A single drop left the wound, running down to stain the top of the armor. Kanon reeled back, hands trembling. He gritted his teeth. He had played right into his game.

Poseidon's general took deep breaths in order to clam down. When his hands were steady again, he focused back on the fight.

He needed to concentrate. He had to hit the other precisely in his heart. If he missed...

No he wouldn't. He wouldn't let Saga die. Not after everything he'd done. He would save him even if he had to die to do it. Saga deserved it.

The fight stayed balanced for some time. Neither side winning, but neither side losing.

Rhadamantys woke up to a cold bed. His eyes flew open. He stood up, looked around. The room was empty. There was no sound coming from the bathroom. He was alone. Kanon was gone. He had left.

The judge trembled. Did he really mean that little to him? He had admitted his feelings, had given himself to Kanon. Only for him to just leave after it was done?

He shook his head and looked once again around the room. It was the same as the night before, if you didn't count the turned over nightstand and clothes all over the floor. It had been a wild night.

He gathered his clothes moving to the bathroom.

As he passed by the windows, he noticed the dark sky outside. He frowned. When they had fallen asleep it had been night. There was no way he slept for twelve hours.

Looking more attentively, he realised what he was seeing was, in fact, not the sky.

He opened the windows and stepped onto the balcony. His eyes opened wide. The room was floating in a dark place.

Where was he?

Kanon slashed and missed. He growled. He had to admit : the other knew how best to use Saga's body.

"You won't be able to kill me, Kanon! I killed Athena! I killed a goddess! A mere being like you cannot kill me!" It was sickening to hear his brother's voice say that. If only he would stop moving like that!

The sun was beginning to shine. Morning was already here. He had to hurry up. He needed to end this now!

Rhadamanthys was not panicking. He was one of the three judges of the Underworld, the general of Lord Hades' army, one of the strongest celestial beings out there. He was not panicking!

He paced around the room. Why had Kanon sent him here? It was obviously him. No one else had the power to. Well maybe Saga, but he didn't even know where they were.

So why?

Okay, calm down. There had to be some clue. He searched for clues in the room. Anything that was there, that wasn't there the night before. He searched and searched.

The only 'suspicious' thing he found was a small petal-filled bottle. He examined the petals carefully. They were asphodel petals! How had Kanon acquired them? He wondered. And then he remembered. Kanon had taken Aiacos's memories. Maybe these were his memories. He should release them.

He hesitated. Should he? He shook his head again. Of course he should! He owned it to his brother to give him back his memories. His true memories.

But why were there so many?

It didn't matter. What mattered was his brother.

He took the lid of the bottle and slowly lifted it. He ever so slowly turn it over, letting the petals flutter down to the ground. Before they could touch the ground though, they disappeared in a small white light.

Kanon was struggling. It seems he had underestimated his opponent. He spat blood out of his mouth. His left arm was broken. He had burns all over his body from not Saga's attacks -he didn't know how else to call him- and was physically exhausted. He needed to finish this fight now!

His opponent seemed to be too strong. Even the reveal of Kanon's armour hadn't changed much.

He painfully stood up. Legs trembling and body aching all over. But still, his determination kept him going.

"Still standing?" The oh so familiar voice nagged."You should just give up. You can't beat me, Kanon."

"Then I will die trying."

His twin smirked and raised his arms. Kanon braced himself for an attack... that never came.

He didn't hesitate. He grabbed his knife and, flying in close, plunged it right in Saga's heart.

He didn't know why the other had stopped but he wasn't going to complain.

"H-h-how? What did you do?"

Kanon looked at his brother-not him, he was still possessed. He didn't understand what the other meant. He had killed him. Could he not see feel the knife in him?

"I was sure I killed her."

And then, Kanon understood. No. He didn't. It was impossible.

He could not have regained the memories Kanon replaced. He had made sure to keep the bottle somewhere safe. Somewhere only he could go.

Somewhere he put Rhadamanthys to prevent him from interfering.

Shit, shit, shit. He did not do that. Well he obviously did, considering what was happening.

Kanon shook his head, took a deep breath and pulled out the urn. He recited the few verse needed for the seal to activate and.... pouf Saga was back to normal. If bleeding to death was normal.

Kanon was about to heal him when he heard dozens of footsteps coming their way. Knowing Saga was in good hands, he used his remaining energy to teleport away.

And that's it folks!

I apologise again for being soooooo late.^^'

For the people who read it on ao3, I will not post it there because I plan to use that "version" as a better version. Meaning when I'm done with the story, I'll edit and rewrite it and then post it on ao3.

So long now. I hope you enjoyed it.

[senjinaresu]

Saga: No tengo donde sentarme.

Aioros: Aquí, hay un lugar *señala su regazo*

Saga: Imbecil *avergonzado*

Kanon: Oh, *quiere lo mismo* yo tampoco tengo donde sentarme.

Kanon: *observa a Radamanthys ilusionado*

Radamanthys: Quédate de pie entonces.

Kanon: . . .

[gemini-athena]

Okay imagine an AU where everyone was bring back to life, everyone saint marines and specter all back and there is a non war agreement on all of the ends.

Saga and Kanon are back on being gemini saints together, every body at Sanctuary is terrified of Saga and people more or less begrudged accept Kanon at Sanctuary.

Saga is struggling with mental health and Kanon is two hundred percent helping him get by.

Sometimes Saga is just so overwhelmed with how people see him with fear and distrust that he switch places whit his brother because being Kanon is less stressful to him and Kanon don’t mind to much changing places to help Saga feel better.

The problem is that Kanon has made a few enemies along the way.

Radamanthys is one of them and he kinda of becomes a stalker in hopes of finding Kanon and having his vengeance.

Someday Saga is just chilling as Kanon and Radamanthys finds him.

Radamanthys proceeds to say how he is going to kill and torture Kanon in graphic details.

Saga gets royally pissed, he asks “wtf you want to do to my little brother you piece of shit.

Proceeds to beat the specter so much that he cannot go back to the underworld by himself.

Some days later Sanctuary receive a very angry letter from Hades.

Shion is equally confused, angry and scared.

Saori is all of the above and also very impressed.

They give a warning to Saga saying that this should never happen again and a letter to the underworld saying that Radamanthys should not engage in a fight whit a saint and on their end this will not repeat again and call it a day.

[rjerez05-blog]

Kanon x Radamanthys Sirena X Policía

[cherryhiyoko]

G.J.P.E., by G-qualia

Saint Seiya - Radamanthys x Kanon + Shura x Aiolia

Idioma: português-BR

[kitsudangelo]

“How dare you took him away from me!” a sad little rhadakanon a drawing with references. a lot of references

[rla1994]

Chapter 9

Hey, I recently started university again so I will only update once a week. Probably during the weekend.

I don’t own anything and Enjoy ~~

The hallway was lined with tall columns. A blood red carpet escorted the visitors to the throne room. There was no separation between the hallway and the room. There were four steps leading to a golden throne. The back of the room was cut off thanks to a bright red curtain. But Kanon wasn’t interested in the decoration. He was interested in the person sitting on the throne. While it normally should have been a young woman, it was occupied by a sturdy man. He was wearing long black robe bordered with red at the sleeves and the collard and held tight around his hips thanks to a red belt. His shoulders were decorated with two gold plates linked together due to a golden band that went through his chest. The outfit was completed with a green, pink and blue stones necklace. The man’s face was bared of any accouterments. His silk blue hair flowing freely down his shoulders and back. His turquoise eyes looking directly at his guest, his brother, his twin, the one who would slay him. They both knew it, ever since the eldest had cast the youngest out. 

Saga stood up and led his twin out through the back, behind the curtains, to a set of stairs. They walked up the stairs, the night sky scattered with stars. The moon hung lazily in the sky, barely half-full. They walked until they came to the statue of Athena that watched over the Heavens from the top. It was imposing. It was a tall representation of Athena in her god form. She wore a floor-length dress, the chest being made of chainmail. On her head was her helmet. She held a small statue of the goddess Nike in her right hand. On her left was her ever faithful shield, the Aegis. She looked like the war goddess she was. Hard to believe she had reincarnated in Saori, the two couldn’t look more different. The impostor had stopped in front of the statue and was looking at it. 

“I wish things could have been different.” His voice broke the peaceful silence that had overcome them. “If I had been stronger, this wouldn’t have happened. You wouldn’t be here to kill me. Aioros wouldn’t hate me. Shion would still be here.” 

“If you had been stronger, I wouldn’t have found myself.” Kanon did not look at his twin, staring at the horizon. “I would still be here, living in your shadow, cursing myself because of some stupid prophecy we didn’t even know about.” He turned his gaze to his brother. “I wouldn’t know there were people out there who needed and wanted me. If you had been stronger, he would have still found someone else to do it in your stead.” The angel chuckled and shook his head. He turned back to the statue. “I guess you’re right.”

“And besides, Aioros doesn’t hate you.” At any other time, Kanon would have thoroughly enjoyed the shocked look on Saga’s face. “Oh come on, that guy loves you more than he loves Athena. If you asked him to kill someone, he would probably do it just because it was you who asked.” The fallen punctuated his words with an unimpressed look. Saga blushed looking away. Silence fell over them again. Neither moved because neither wanted this. They knew they had to do it but they would hold it off as much as possible. Kanon looked down at the Heavens, the Sanctuary as it was called. The Heavens was actually an extremely large place. The hill were the angels lived was but a small part of it. It had been called the Sanctuary because ,during the Celestial wars, it had been a refuge for all those who had seeked out for one.

It was silent. Everyone sleeping on this peaceful night, unaware of the terrible event that was to come. At the end of the night, the Grand Pope would be dead. Again, he should say. Shion was killed a year ago now. Well in celestial years, in human years, it would have been thirteen years ago. Sometimes Kanon wondered how the hell nobody had noticed that. I mean, come one! Saga and Shion couldn’t be more different. While Saga was sturdy, Shion was surprisingly lean. Saga had blue hair and turquoise eyes and Shion had green hair and purple eyes. How could anyone mistake them for one another? Really, they would have to be blind. Even if Saga had somehow found a way to look like Shion, their behavior as Grand Pope had been completely opposite. Shion had been all loving and forgiving, while Saga had been ruthless and unforgiving.

“Oh, by the way, nice hickey.” A blush took over the younger one’s cheeks. A hand flying to his neck. Saga laughed openly for the first time in months at his brother’s embarrassment. “I hope he is good to you.” He said when he calmed down enough to talk. Kanon looked away solemnly, agreeing. As silence over came them once more, the small child in him, the one who had never stopped seeing his older brother as the strong wall that had separated him from the bullies. Just because angels watched over the Heavens and the humans did not mean they, themselves could not be flawed the same way humans were, that small child made itself known again. It cried out to him to find another way, to not kill the only family he had. And in this peace, with only his twin as witness, he let it take control. Kanon leaned his head against his brother’s back. Forehead at the nape of his neck. “I can’t do this.” His voice trembled with his overwhelming emotions. “I can’t lose you. Not after we are finally back together. I don’t want to bury anyone else. Shion was enough.” Tears streamed down his cheeks, wetting his twin’s robes. His shoulders shock as his brother turned around and wrapped his arms around him. This didn’t help him. The hold identical to the ones they used to have in their childhood. They stayed like this for a long time, until the sky was painted with the hues of the coming morning. Saga took a hold of his younger sibling in his loving hands. “You have to.” His voice firm against the still quivering form of the person he would sacrifice every for. “For the sake of the world. So that everyone can live a happy life. So that you can live a happy life without my actions having to hinder it. So that Shion can rest in peace, knowing the Heavens will be in good hands.” He dismissed the shake of disbelief with a shake of his own. “When this is done, I want you to go back to whoever it is that you love enough to have allowed this close to your heart, and I want you to live on. Promise me, Kanon.” He forced his brother who had sacrificed everything to stop him to look him in the eyes and insisted once more on the promise when he refused. When the fallen finally accepted, Saga smiled. He hugged his brother once more before letting him go and standing still before him. Saga closed his eyes as he felt his consciousness slip and his body going to the entity that had lived in him for months. When his eyelids lifted once more, his magnificent blue eyes were red and his long flowing hair had turned the ugliest of grays.

[gemini-athena]

I want to talk about my otp so if anyone wants to ask me about headcanons I will happily tell you about it.

If someone also wants to know some of my opinions in other ships here is a list of my Saint Seiya ships.

Saga x Saori

Kanon x Saori

Kanon x Thetis

Kanon x Katya

Seiya x Shaina

Shun x June

Ikki x Pandora

Ikki x Esmeralda

Radamanthys x Pandora (TLC)

Aioria x Marin

Aioria x Lifya

Aioros x Marin

Aioros x Seika

Miro x Shoko

Hyoga x Freya

Camus x Hilda

Aspros x Sasha

Defteros x Sasha

Yato x Yuzuriha

Kardia x Calvera

Degel x Seraphina

Aiacos x Violate

Aria x Eden

Kouga x Yuna

You can also ask me about any other ship and I will give my opinion about them.

[kanon-phantom]

[cherryhiyoko]

G.J.P.E., by G-qualia

Saint Seiya - Radamanthys x Kanon + Shura x Aiolia

Idiom: Japanese

[kitsudangelo]

“Reach out to me in the heart of war. “ Rhadamanthys x Kanon

[kitsudangelo]

Seconds before the Disaster. helped by references

[kitsudangelo]

“Downpour”  A little romantic radakano drawing under the rain With the help of References.