Blessed curse

Hi! This my new fanfic! Enjoy!

Name: Blessed Curse

Full Summary: Syaoran has lived in a research lab, and was separated from everyone except people just like him. People that hear the moans of the lifeless, the screams of the murdered. He was blessed with the all-seeing eye. Sakura, is a child of a great magician of another world, and goes to Syaoran's world. There she meets him and the group of the cursed.

The Blessing and the Prophecy

Aerang

In the country of Aerang, a child was born to Yelan. Excited to see what her new-born son's blessing was, she hurried to the temple after dressing Syaoran.

She entered the Blessing temple, and waited for the Angel to appear. After a waiting for a moment, the Angel appeared in it's glory.

"Oh dear angel! What is my sons blessing?" cried Yelan.

The angel smiled and spoke, "You son will be blessed with the all-seeing eye."

Yelan broke out in tears, "WHAT? Please! You must have made a mistake! My son can't be taken away! Please! The seeing eye is more of a curse!"

The angel sadly shook her head, "I'm sorry, I just say the blessing for everyone for eternity, I don't write them."

Yelan wept louder for her son, still sleeping in her arms. The angel came down to Syaoran and gently marked his hand with and eye. She then stood up once again and said, "But there is a prophecy, that a child from another world will come and save your son and many other 'Eyes.'"

Yelan gave a cry of happiness and had renewed hope. She then said thank you to the angel and carried her son to the room where they transport "seers" to a lab with others like him.

"Good bye Syaoran…." Yelan whispered.

Hunian-Sa

As soon as the priestess of Hunian-Sa returned, Sakura ran towards her. (A note: Hunian-Sa's time is a lot slower than Aerang's. But if someone from Hunian-Sa went to Aerang, that person would adapt to Aerang's time and would not be still 2 while someone is already 68.)

Sakura smiled gleefully, "So! Tomoyo! How was your trip to Aerang? Who did you bless this time?"

Tomoyo and Sakura looked like the same age, but they weren't. Tomoyo was able to change into any age she liked, and Sakura grew normally.

Tomoyo sighed a little, "Sakura, being their angel is tough, especially this time."

Sakura's eyes widened. Tomoyo was the "unknown being" of all worlds. In one world she was a goddess; another, a fairy; in Aerang, she was an angel; and in Hunian-Sa, she was the priestess. Hunian-Sa was the first world created, so Tomoyo's home country was Hunian-Sa. Royals were able to simply talk to her, and didn't need special occasions. Sakura was her closest friend.

"What happened this time?" Sakura said worriedly.

Tomoyo looked sad, "I had to bless a new born child with the 'Eye'"

"Oh! I feel sorry for whoever it was. What was this person's name? How old would this person be right now?"

"Syaoran was his name. Since this travel between the worlds took me three days, he is about maybe nine years old."

"Wow! Their time moves fast!"

"That's why you must move fast, Sakura." Tomoyo smiled.

"What do you mean?" Sakura asked.

"You are going to his world in three days to save him."

"What? Save him?"

"Sakura. You do know you are the child of the prophecy"

"Yes, but wouldn't the prophecy want me to fulfill it when I'm older? I'm only sixteen! When I see Syaoran he'll be eighteen! How will he believe me?"

"Sakura, what the prophecy says is true. No matter what. Just believe it."

King Kinimoto entered the room and smiled, "Tomoyo! Hello! Welcome back!"

He also hugged Sakura, "How's our Flower of the kingdom? Our dear princess?"

Tomoyo walked over to the king, cleared her throat, and spoke, "Dear King, I must tell you that the prophecy has said that Sakura must fulfill it. She must journey to the world of Aerang in three days."

The king looked surprised, "The prophecy wants her now? So young? I didn't even fulfill my prophecy until I was thirty seven!"

Tomoyo looked serious. She said even louder, "I do not question the prophecy! All I know is that she will bring great change to the country of Aerang. If she does not do this, there is a chance that that will alter destiny to a tragic end."

King Kinimoto rubbed his temples then ordered to the servants passing by, "Pack for the Princess in three days! She will be traveling to the country of Aerang, so pack what you think matches their custom."

He then turned to Sakura and held out a mirror object. Sakura looked at it. The mirror was small and round, and it fit in her had nicely. Around the edges were angel wings and vines. There was a saying on it, written in the old Hunian-Sa language:

Connecter of the worlds.

Bind with not chains but hearts

A balancer of time.

Lies in your hands.

"You, Sakura, and Tomoyo and I have one. This will bind us together so we'll know what's going on and it balances the two worlds so that you won't get older than me before the day's end."

Sakura smiled and hugged both Tomoyo and her father. She smiled, "Thank you! I love you both!"

Sakura happily skipped away to her room.

A new world waits! I wonder how Syaoran will be like?

Aerang

Syaoran sat on the chair of his cell. His Psychiatrist, Eriol had just left. He ignored the ghost passing by and examined his "Bless Mark" trying to will it away.

Some bless. Why the hell did they even make that up? Some angel. Doesn't even care about us. Why don't you save us angel? Why don't you even try? Is it because we're low down shit? Because you're too "high and mighty?" Why the hell am I talking to my self? Shut up.

He leaned back and stared at the ceiling. Tired bags loomed under his eyes. The only way he's survived without sleep because of constant spirits is that they had this strange machine. Keeping them straight, not crazy, and awake.

Everyone here was either crying or angry. Their "blessing" made them nearly mad, but not close enough.

Other people were blessed with beauty, wealth, fame. There was always a flaw in blessing though. One blessing always had to be stupid or horrible.

Nearly three percent of the whole Aerang country was "seers." A measly three percent. People blessed with intelligence mad this lab for them. Called them lucky for not being insane, and left it with that.

Is it lucky to be trapped in cells? To survive because of a machine? To have never seen a normal person? To have never gone without a psychiatrist by your side?

Some luck.

Some shitty luck.

Save me you stupid angel.