MGNND- KK, Here's the new fic! The third one based on a dream 0.o but this one was particularly scary and I decided that it would be a waste of a good horror story to leave it out! KK, will Sakura take it from here?

Sakura- MonkeyGirlNaNoDa does not own Card Captor Sakura. She only owns this fic, the plot and her dream. And Sakura is not a kaijuu.

MGNND- Right! If I owned Card Captor Sakura, I would not have given out those crappy dubbing rights and I would've made the second Card Captor Sakura movie have a better ending. And rolls eyes Sakura is not a kaijuu.

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Once again, the woman appeared in his dreams. The woman with the dark hair hiding her face, wielding a long knife. Syaoran also had his sword, and because of the amount of magic he had in him, he could sense that the woman was not on his side. Dodging as she lunged at him with the knife, he fought back, hoping that the girl in the distance was not Sakura, and if it was, she was in a terrible condition.

Soon, the woman was on the floor as Syaoran had caught her unaware. Instead of shaking in fear, she just laughed. "Congratulations, Syaoran Li," she continued, in the same annoying plinky giggle. Then, just as fast as it had come upon him, the dream was over and he shot up in his bed, breathing heavily. He reassured himself that the girl he had seen collapsed in the distance was not his rival-turned-crush-turned-just-turned girlfriend Sakura Kinomoto and fell back into an interrupted slumber.

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Elsewhere, Sakura was having the same dream, except it was a battle of magic with her Star Wand. Similarly, it was the woman with raven, curtainous hair and was also knocked down easily, also with the same annoyingly high-pitched laugh. She, too, woke with a start, except she was actually making a noise. Only after awhile did she realise that her pulse was racing and she was in a cold sweat. "Oy, Sakura!" her Guardian, Kerberos (AKA Kero), called out concernedly. "Ogenki desu ka?" Sakura looked at the seemingly-plush toy, nodding.

"Genki desu. I think I had another foretelling dream," she said, shaking as she recalled it to Kero. By the time she had finished, she was so emotionally drained that she collapsed with fatigue before she could hear Kero's response and advice.

Looking at Sakura, Kero shook his head.

"I wouldn't rely on anyone until we win this battle, Sakura…" he mumbled to himself. "This could be fatal for everyone."

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Both Sakura and Syaoran were unsettled during class and Sakura's best friend since kindergarten, Tomoyo Daidouji, picked up on her uncertainty as soon as she met her at the school gates.

"Ogenki desu ka, Sakura?" Tomoyo asked, picking up her school cap, which the autumn wind had carelessly knocked from her lavender hair. Despite looking slightly startled, Sakura nodded. "Actually, I had another foretelling dream last night-" she began, but Tomoyo cut her off.

"Like when you dreamt you would become a card captor, and the time you dreamt you met Li-kun?" she asked excitedly, and Sakura sighed heavily.

"Yes, Tomoyo, those are foretelling dreams."

"So what did Sakura-chan dream of this time?"

Another heavy sigh and Sakura retold her dream, and was once again shaking. Tomoyo listened closely, waiting to uncover a hidden meaning. Despite being so obsessed and letting her world revolve around costumes for Sakura, Tomoyo was a clever girl. But even she couldn't find a hidden meaning, other than a time would come when she would have to fight this woman. But as she told Sakura this and saw her face drop, Tomoyo hugged her friend.

"I'm sure you and Li-kun will find a way around this." she reassured her friend, but not sounding entirely convinced herself.

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As though on cue, Sakura spotted Syaoran coming through the gates, and tackled him around the waist, still trembling.

"Ohayou Syaoran," Sakura smiled up at her boyfriend, lacing her fingers through his.

"Ohayou Sakura." A moment of silence passed through them before they both blurted out the same thing.

"I had a foretelling dream last night," they exclaimed in unison. Looking slightly scared, Sakura asked what his was, and when she heard it, she shivered.

"That's the same one I had…" she said, shuddering, pressing herself closer to him for safety, as though he would disappear if she ever let go.

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Their first lesson was Woodshop. The whole of their year was split into groups for Woodshop depending on their ability, so Sakura thanked God that she, Syaoran and Tomoyo were in the same class. She could see that they would be fine if they were in her sights. Since the dream, she had been scared to let them get away in case the dark-crested woman found them. She may have been slightly dense, but even she could tell that the woman in her dreams, whom she one day would face, would not favour her or any of her friends.

0o

Sakura leaned forward and pressed all her weight into the saw, pushing it through the wood desperately, smiling as one part of the wood came away in her hands. She stretched her arms in front of her- she was now finished in that part, so she decided to see how Tomoyo and Syaoran were doing.

"Hi Tomoyo," Sakura smiled, making her friend jump.

"WAAH! I asked you not to do that," Tomoyo gasped, looking down at her thumb as blood pooled across it. "You made me cut myself! WITH A SAW," she wailed playfully, tearing a page out of her workbook and wrapping it around the wound, securing it with Sellotape. She then smiled at Sakura, showing her that she was forgiven. "Why not bug Li-kun for awhile?" she joked, satisfied at seeing Sakura burn red as she turned on her heel to walk away.

"Hi Syaoran," she wrapped her arms around his waist as he kissed her cheek. "Aw, you're not gonna show me any more affection than that?" she teased as he lay his saw down on the work table.

"I probably would, if I wanted my hand cut off," he kidded, snaking his arms around her shoulders as her pulled her in for a proper kiss.

"Now get back to your workbench before she comes back," Syaoran pulled away abruptly as he heard doors slam. Sakura nodded fearfully and rushed back to her workspace, marking out the waste material to cut away from her lap joint before their grumpy teacher (who had a strict HANDS OFF policy) saw them together.

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Just as she had begun to saw the line, the bell for second period sounded and Sakura gladly tied her blocks of wood together with duct tape. Tomoyo had already left for her second lesson. Sakura had just deposited her wood into the box when she heard Tomoyo cry out. Rushing to the scene, a lot of girls stood horrified in a circle.

"What happened?!" Sakura yelled. "Where's Tomoyo?" she looked around in fear. "Where's Chiharu? And Naoko? And Rika?" she panicked, adrenaline pumping. Syaoran rushed out and ushered her away, one arm wound protectively around her shoulders. "WHERE ARE THEY?" Sakura cried out in desperation.

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Tomoyo, Chiharu, Naoko, Rika, Sakura's older brother, her father and Tomoyo's mother were all squashed in one room. A woman with thick black hair walked in and grabbed the older brother. "Cover your ears and eyes," she commanded as she lead him into a separate room. Although they were all covered, nothing could block out the blood-curdling scream. A few moments later and the woman allowed them to open their eyes and begin hearing again when Tomoyo approached her.

"Can I leave something behind for my friend?" she asked innocently, making herself look as cute as possible. The woman looked repulsed, but allowed her to return to her house. Thanking God as she rushed back to her home down the road from Sakura's house, the way dimly lit by moonlight.

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With a clunk, Tomoyo posted the friendship bracelet that she had made in second grade for her and Sakura and letter into Sakura's house, immediately rushing back to the house of doom.

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Sakura was scared as it turned midnight. Her brother and father were always home by now, but she was pulled from her worries as she rushed to the door to pick up the post. Heart hammering in her mouth, she skimmed through the letter and paled.

Tomoyo, Chiharu, Naoko, Rika, and her father were going to die, plus…

Her brother had died of epilepsy. The flashing lights and buzzing noises had made him have a fit.

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Sakura and Syaoran stood outside the house, which was crumbling and dank and ivy ascended the walls. "It feels strange without being filmed," Sakura lamented as she grabbed Syaoran's hand for support, stepping into the house.

As soon as they came in, the stale smell of blood hit them, congealing up the walls, on the floor. She squeezed him tighter as she tripped over something. 'Oh God,' she thought, trying not to cry. 'That's Dad.' She looked up at Syaoran, but his face was unreadable. "Whatever you do," he said firmly and slowly, "Don't look into the hallway." Sakura, being of natural curiousness, looked into the hallway and gasped agonisingly. Chiharu, Naoko and Rika were arranged on the floor, their blood smattered up the wall and pooling around them, even axe marks all over them and their heads were split open. "What did I tell you?" he hissed into her ear, dragging her away. "We need more training if we're going to defeat them." Sakura was so depressed that she let him drag her home.

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Sakura rolled over in the guest bed at Syaoran's flat (he had persuaded her not to stay at home, just in case) and remembered the time that she and Tomoyo had gone to Hong Kong and stayed with Syaoran's family before. That hurt to think about it. She didn't know whether Tomoyo was still alive, suffering, or if she was dead already. A sob escaped her lips and Syaoran must have heard because he came into her room and hugged her tightly.

"Daijobu," he whispered many times, until Sakura was calmed and nestled into his chest.

"Syaoran… what if we never get Tomoyo-chan back?" she choked out, clutching his arm as he stroked her hair.

"Even if we don't find her now… we'll meet her again one day," he said seriously. Sakura looked up at him.

"You think we'll meet her again when we die?" she asked dubiously. As Syaoran nodded. Sakura giggled and threw her arms around his neck.

"You're strange sometimes," she giggled as he kissed her, pulling her into his lap.

"Well, I'm your strange person," he whispered to her, rocking her gently as though she was a baby. She shifted herself so that she became comfortable and fell asleep in his grasp. Gently easing himself out from under her and wrapping the duvet around her, he crawled out back to his own room.

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It was exactly the same, every detail, right up to the point when he had to dodge a blow. Now Syaoran was badly injured, bleeding, and saw Sakura rushed to his side, concerned, and he remembered yelling out for her to stop, not to come any closer, but Sakura, being the way she was, oh she didn't listen and was killed with one touch of her sinister knife blade, pumping blood to the floor, seeming more like a puddle, and he thought that it was too much for just Sakura, then he noticed that it was his blood as well. He was pumping the metallic, bitter liquid too… it was covering her body, it was soaking him, he was choking in it, he was drowning in his own blood, and all he heard was her tinkling, resounding yet somehow sinister laugh…

Syaoran woke up with heavy breathing, pulse racing, and pale as the sheets he was sleeping in.

"Syaoran?" he heard a familiar voice call out. Looking into the hallway, dazed, he saw a pallid, terrified-looking Sakura. "It happened again, except this time-" she began, wailing, and he finished-

"We both died. We had the same dream again…" his voice was shaking as he welcomed Sakura into his bed, her cold figure curling into his stomach, shivering violently. "Daijobu?" he asked, moving her around so that they could sleep comfortably but not too close or his ex-fiancée Meilin, who was currently staying over for another month before returning to Hong Kong, would get the wrong idea and become jealous because, although she insisted she was fine with him being with Sakura, he knew she still loved him, despite them being cousins.

In no time, Sakura was breathing deeply, and as he released her from his embrace, he could tell she was sleeping. He only wished that he could do the same. Now that he had dreamt that dream, he was not going to let Sakura away from him while that maniac was still on the loose. He wasn't going to let her go. He was not going to let her die.

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MGNND- OMG! Sorry if it's not scary enough, but it started mild and got absolutely freaky as it progressed, so… ; and it's slightly freakier if you had the same dream as me XD

Sakura- OMFG please don't kill Tomoyo! PLEASE!

Tomoyo- Hai, please don't kill me!