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Chapter 1: Alone
A/N: Okay. For this fic, the CCS gang are in grade 12, which is their last year of high school, which means they are 17. This whole fic is in Sakura's point of view unless stated otherwise. Hope you like this fic!
"Oww, my head..." I groaned in pain as I winced while trying to sit
up.
I struggled to sit up and open my eyes, but found
I had no energy to. I felt empty and lost. But I know I shouldn't, because
I'm... I'm... Who am I?
*Flashback*
"Buckle your seat belts and settle down while the plane prepares
to take off for your flight destination of Hong-Kong." a voice over
the intercom said. "If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask any
of our flight attendants."
*End of Flashback*
I yelped in pain as I tried again to sit up.
But then I heard people coming towards me.
"Look! There's a survivor over here!" yelled the person.
I heard some people scramble over near me and surround
me. Finally I gave up my struggle and decided to open my eyes instead.
Everything was blurry. I couldn't see a thing. Slowly, my vision began
to clear as I saw three people around me, looking at me with wide eyes.
"The only survivor..." I heard one of them say.
And then it hit me. I was the only one left alive.
But left alive from what?
*Flashback*
"Do not panic in this time of emergency! Just take the masks and
place them over your nose and mouth so you can breathe normally!" yelled
the same voice over the intercom as before.
The cabin was losing pressure and everyone was in
a panic. And then it hit me: the plane was falling. We were all going to
die.
*End of Flashback*
I was on a plane. Headed for Hong-Kong. But then something happened, and the plane crashed. But then why am I the only one alive?
*Flashback*
"Oh key of my star, with powers burning bright, surrender the wand,
and shine your light! Release! Windy card! Try to keep the plane up! Float!
Help the Windy!"
Two cards that looked like Tarot Cards floated into
the air and released themselves and surrounded the plane. But it was too
heavy for them, and the plane kept on falling.
"Shield card! Release and dispel! Protect everyone from harm!"
Another card came out of its seal as the plane continued
to fall, speed increasing drastically. And then, the plane took a nose
dive, and hit the ground with a sickening crunch. Flames erupted as gasoline
exploded, and the shield card was losing energy. It had failed, and was
only able to protect its mistress with the little energy it had left. So
she survived. Only her.
*End of Flashback*
These memories... I don't want them. They are too
horrible... Everyone screaming out in pain... But me, on the other hand,
I did something... something special... even magical... but what? Am I
able to do that again?
"She seems to be okay."
The voices of the people surrounding me brought
me back to reality.
"In fact, she only has a few scratches and bruises."
"But how did she survive?"
"I don't know. But it seems, its a miracle. This child has good luck,
it seems. The gods must favour her."
"But what will we do with her?"
"I'm not too sure. Maybe she can tell us where she came from and who
her family is."
"Excuse me, miss," said one of the men, noticing she was awake, "what
is your name?"
Silence filled the area. All that could be heard
was the hiss of the flames and the distant calls of the rescue team. I
couldn't answer. If I was able to find my voice, I would've had nothing
to say, anyways. All I could remember was how I got into this mess. But
why? I couldn't remember why.
"Miss?" he asked again.
"She must be in shock."
"No." I said.
I couldn't believe I was speaking. I was alive.
I would make it.
"Pardon?" he said, turning his attention back to me.
"No... I can't tell you who I am. Or who my family is. Or where I'm
from!" I erupted into tears. It was over. The horror was over. But a new
one had just begun. I curled up into a little ball having found some strength,
and my body was shaking with my sobs. "I can't remember... can't remember
anything... Except its all gone! All of it... I'm all alone..."
"Well, we might as well give her a name, then, if she can't remember
hers."
"Hey, look at this!" said one guy, pointing to a tree nearby.
"Oh, I get it! We'll call her Ying Fa since we found her by this tree!"
"What does that mean?" I asked the men quietly, in between sobs.
"It's Chinese for cherry blossom. You are in China now, after all,
so you should get a Chinese name."
My eyes widened as I entered a state of shock. Ying
Fa. Cherry blossom. Sakura.
"Sakura..." I whispered.
"Yeah, that's right! Its sakura in Japanese."
"No! I remember now... My name... its Sakura!"
"Do you remember anything else then, Sakura?" one of them asked kindly.
"N...n...no...." I stuttered as I began to sob again uncontrollably.
"Its all I can remember... so few memories... all I remember is the plane
taking off... and how I survived..."
"You know how you survived?" asked one of the men interestedly.
"Yes... I...I did something... With a staff... and some cards that
looked like Tarot cards, but they weren't... a symbol on the back... I
can't remember... Windy... Float... Shield..."
"That makes no sense!" said one man, puzzled.
"Sounds strangely like magic to me." said another.
"The Li Clan deals with that kind of stuff. I never would of believed
magic existed in some people if it wasn't for them. Maybe we should bring
her to them," the third suggested.
"I think, first," said a woman from the rescue team who had just approached,
"we should get her treated and diagnosed, then find her a family. I'm practically
positive that the Li Clan won't take her in, magic or not, because they
are such an important figure."
"Yeah, yeah, Ming-Yu. I guess your right."
"Well then, what are we waiting for, Yu-Wen?"
"Okay then. Lets go."
I felt myself being picked up carefully as if I
suddenly might break, then placed on a stretcher that they had brought
with them. I began to feel sleepy as the effects of using the magic they
claimed I had seemed to kick in. As I watched the rescue teams trying to
put out the fire on the plane while searching for survivors, my eyelids
began to droop and sleep took me. But it would not be a peaceful one. My
flight on that plane continued to haunt me endlessly. And in my dream I
was a candle, and when the plane fell I went out. But when I regained conciousness
the memories I had made my light flicker once more. But it was put out
again by the screaming. The screaming and the horrified voices of the others
on the plane. And I realized that for once in my life, I was alone.
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A/N: There we go! This chapter is done. Kind of angsty, but this
fic won't contain more angst than necessary, so I'm not gonna make it an
angst fic. I was just working up the plot. Now please, since I've been
so good and written a chapter for your reading pleasures, R+R!