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Phase 0: Prologue
It was a silent night in Atsuta-ku, Nagoya, in the Aichi prefecture in Japan. An officer was making his rounds when he heard a sudden and loud crash. He was near the Atsuta Shrine, a very important place. For rumored to be within lay the Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi, one of the Three Imperial Regalia of Japan.
But what could not be known to any normal human was that it itself was a magically powerful artifact. Said to have been removed from the body of the great serpent, Yamata no Orochi by Susanoo, brother of the goddess Amaterasu, it contains power that has been sealed away for the greater good.
The officer, curious about the noise, ran as fast as he could towards the shrine, only to see it in ruins. He gasped as he saw a man, face hidden by the darkness of the night, holding in his hands the legendary Kusanagi. "S-Set the sword down, and put your hands where I can see them!" the officer commanded, withdrawing his pistol. "I-I will shoot!"
"Oh, will you now?" What frightened the officer was the snakelike tone of the stranger's voice, and how his eyes glowed yellow. "But I guarantee that you will not.
"I command thee, rise! Honoo no Shita!" From the ground beneath the officer's feet burst serpents of fire, coiling around him. His scream of anguish was quickly cut short, as he was consumed and burned into ashes.
"The sword is mine," the man sneered. "And with it, I wield complete control over the eight elements!"
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In the city of Ise in Mie prefecture, a similar event was taking place. A small crowd of passersby gathered around the ruins of the Ise Shrine, murmuring. Many were outraged that such an insult would be paid to the shrine dedicated to the goddess Amaterasu.
Soon, everyone saw the culprit. A woman, golden hair flowing in the night wind, watched the small crowd with amusement in her eyes. There were vaguely catlike, and glowing green. "Hmmm, so I've attracted some attention, have I? Perfect..."
"What are you doing?" a man shouted from within the crowd; soon the attention of all was upon the object she held in her hands. "That is the Yata no Kagami, the sacred mirror! How dare you steal it!"
"I'm just putting it to good use," she purred in reply, smiling. "Let me give you an example. Ketsugou Raito!" Lifting the mirror above her head as she spoke those words, the Yata no Kagami let out a blinding flash of light, and when it faded the crowd collapsed to the ground. They were still alive, but left soulless by the power of the mirror.
They were now nothing but empty shells.
"The Kagami belongs to me now," she said to them, though they could no longer hear her words. "With it, I can render all my foes disabled!"
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The only Imperial Regalia left untouched, the Yasakani no Magatama. The necklace of jade jewels shaped as an orb with a flowing tail, a comma-like shape, it resides within the Kokyo, the Tokyo Imperial Palace. Sensing the power of the other Imperial Regalia, it glowed and shivered. The sealing beads of benevolence, it sensed the power of powerful magical items being misused.
But there was nothing the Yasakani no Magatama could do. It was only a jade necklace; by itself it could do nothing. It would take one with powerful magical abilities to use it to stop and reseal the other two objects. One such as a certain magic user residing in Tomoeda…
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Death and destruction ran rampant across the world, many losing their lives. A teenage girl with short auburn hair, her emerald eyes shining with tears, stood with a staff topped by a star within a circle with wings. Behind her lay the motionless bodies of several people.
A beautiful girl with fair skin, her amethyst eyes shut tight. Her raven hair lay strewn about her, a shattered video camera in her hand.
A handsome boy with navy-hair, his blue eyes closed behind his glasses. In his hands he clutched a staff topped by a sun, his black cloak, with sparkles like the stars in the night sky, laying over him like a shroud.
A girl with wavy dark brown hair pulled into a ponytail, tears rolling from her closed sapphire eyes. Her daggers lay about her, the once-shining kanji character on each hilt dulled lifelessly.
Close by lay a young mage with unruly dark green hair, chocolate-brown eyes shut. His staff, which bore a crescent moon supported by a pair of dragon wings, lay loosely in his still hands.
But slowly opening his eyes, steadily getting back to his feet was the love of the auburn-haired girl, a Chinese boy with messy brown hair. His grip on his sword tightened as he looked at the girl with worried amber eyes. "Sakura!"
She didn't seem to hear him as she removed from around her neck a necklace of jade rosary beads, facing a man and a woman. The man held a double-edged sword, shaped liked calamus and fashioned in a white metallic color; the woman held a beautiful mirror, the length of eight hands.
He could only watch as the three objects glowed, their holders placing huge amounts of magical energy into them. He realized what she was planning, and tears fell like raindrops. "No! Sakura!"
The Cardmistress held back her tears, though it was a challenge. "Goodbye… Syaoran."
A sixteen-year-old young man woke with a start, in a cold sweat. Syaoran looked at his hands, pale and sweaty. That wasn't an ordinary dream… could this… could it be part of the catastrophe Aiko-san warned us about?
Author's Notes: I'M BACK!! Did y'all miss me (though I wasn't away very long)? So what do think? Could this truly be the great disaster Aiko foresaw? Well, knowing me... it could be! It might take awhile for the next chapter to be put up since school started, but I'll do my best for my dedicated readers! -happy dance- Stay TUNED!
Translation Notes:
Honoo no Shita--"Tongues of Flame"
Ketsugou Raito--"Binding Light"
