Past Resurrection
by saphirablossom
Disclaimer: I don't own CCS...
I have yet another fic that I've been dying to post, since I've had the idea since a long time. Here is the prologue, I hope you like it!
Prologue:
In a world where evil made rampage, and hope was lost for the survival of man kind, the last sorcerers fought for light's dominion. For the past few months, they have raged bloody battles across the world, hoping to somehow cause the evil's downfall. Yet slowly, the defenders of the light began to bow down to the evil's strength, and on this day, most of the sorcerers have fallen, victims in evil's dealing hands. Only a few of those who battle with their magic of the light remain. Amongst them, three sorcerers and a mundane girl continue to defend their race's legacy, even though all hopes of victory are lost. In the ruins of a once life-filled city, the used-to-be Tomoeda, Japan, these four individuals rise alone to fight for one last time...
Tomoyo Daidoji sprinted through the empty streets of Tomeda, running from the monsters that had claimed the fate of so many of her loved ones; her friends, Chiharu Mihara, Naoko Yanagizawa, Rika Sasaki, Takashi Yamazaki, gone. Her beloved mother, Sonomi Daidoji, ruthlessly murdered. They had been dead for almost a year now, yet the grief was still present whenever she thought of them, the dearly departed. Her amethyst eyes burned with a dangerous fire as she ran further into the deserted city.
'At least I'm not alone. They are my family now...' she thought.
In another area of Tomoeda, another young woman was sneaking along the remaining walls of buildings who had withstood the evil's constant destruction. Sakura Kinomoto knew she was being stalked by the demons who did the evil's biding. For the first time in her life, Sakura could say that she hated someone, despised them beyond all other things. These demons had not only claimed the lives of her friends, but also that of her father and brother, Fujitaka and Toya Kinomoto. Even the guardians of her magic had succumbed, protecting her from imminent death.
Suddenly, the air changed around her, and the demons tracking her smelt her distinguished cherry blossom scent. Sakura heard their growl rumble through the darkness, and fear struck her, stabbing her with it's sharp dagger. She broke into a dead sprint, hearing the sounds of the creatures of the night, rapidly gaining on her. Her terror shone in her eyes as she forced her already exhausted body to continue.
'I won't die, though sometimes I wish I was already dead. At least they're still here...' she thought.
Not far from there, two young men heaved in great effort, deep red blood drenching their clothes, some of it theirs, some of it belonging to the entities who had claimed the fate of mankind. One of them dodged an attack with stunning agility, midnight blue eyes speaking hatred and anger towards the beasts before them. The other swung his sword with the skill of masters, his amber eyes glaring a death promise.
One of the beasts jumped behind them, and slashed the young man closest to him, whose midnight blue eyes became suddenly hazed with pain. Eriol Hiiragizawa collapsed in a bloody heap, struggling to rise again. The beast, knowing his opponent utterly helpless, seized the opportunity. Its dagger-like claws descending, ready to give the final blow, were stopped by a majestic blade, shielding Eriol from certain death. Syaoran Li's breath heaved within his chest, the effort of keeping the beast's monstrous weapons at bay becoming more and more difficult to withstand. With a final supreme effort, he pushed on his blade with all the strength left in him, and the beast was sent back a few inches.
This gave Syaoran the necessary amount of time to help Eriol to his feet and summon his wind magic to keep him afloat.
"Wind, come forth!" he bellowed.
Eriol's limp form hovered in midair, and Syaoran began to run, knowing that in seconds, the beast would be after him.
'Damned Eriol, why did he have to drag me here? I pray to any god that still cares, please let the girls be all right. Especially my Sakura...' he thought.
At the same moment, four figures appeared, coming from three separate directions, running at a full sprint, demoniac creatures of the night close behind them. They ran towards each other and stopped, surrounded by a hoard of bloodthirsty monsters. Sakura, panting and heaving, threw a card into the air above, which was rapidly followed by a richly decorated seal, bearing ancient symbols. With her raised hand, she cried,
"I summon thee for one last time, protect us from these entities, SHIELD!"
Instantly, a pale pink bubble surrounded them, indeed protecting them from harm's way. Sakura, though facing the fact that she and her friends were doomed to die when her magic became insufficient to feed the magical card, smiled internally, ironically proud that she could summon her magic without her staff.
She turned to the three people with whom she was going to spend her final moments;
Tomoyo, her best friend since 3rd grade. Today, she should have been in 9th, but fate had decided against it. Tomoyo had always been there for her, through thick and thin. Never had she backed down to help her, like now. She could have chosen the easier way out: death. But she didn't, because Tomoyo was Tomoyo, and she never gave up on her friends.
Eriol, she had known for the least amount of time, but long enough to know he was an honorable man. He had accepted when they'd asked if he would fight. He too could have let himself die, but Eriol would have never done such a thing, for he was a man of honor, and preferred to face death with his friends for one last time.
Syaoran, she could write novels about, telling the world how wonderful he was, but there no longer was a world to talk to. Even if at first, he'd hated her to the core, he'd grown to love her more than anything, just as she had with him. He swore to protect her with his life, and Sakura suspected that he would most likely die trying to protect her. No words could express how deeply she felt for him, and she knew that Syaoran would rather die a million deaths than hurt her or his friends.
The same thoughts ran through the other's heads, and each prayed silently for the others, waiting for death to come.
Eriol's weak voice broke through the disturbing silence of the shield.
"As a sorcerer, a man of the light, I refuse to let our race and world fall into the hands of total chaos."
The others looked at him understandingly, though took the remark as a simple fictional idea that one can only dream of. Seeing this, Eriol's eyes, dimmed by the pain and bleeding, shot the most determined glance he could muster.
"I'm serious." he stated weakly.
All three heads turned to face him. The others would gladly fight to save what was left of the world, but against such a great hoard of demons and beasts, craving the four's blood on their hands, they stood no chance. Surely they would destroy a great number of the monstrous beings, but they were too greatly outnumbered.
Eriol knew that they weren't the sort of people to give in, yet they only saw the logical side of things. He gathered all of his remaining strength, and spoke,
"There is only one way to reverse the damage that has already been done. I have never spoken of it, for according to Clow Reed's memories, it was to be used only as a last resort, when all other hope is lost."
The others watched him intently, praying that Eriol's solution would be their salvation.
"The task consists of going back in time to relive everything, starting from the day when the Clow Cards were released from the book." he continued.
Syaoran stared at him, his amber eyes piercing right through his soul.
"Last resort? That sounds simple enough. Some reincarnation you are, Eriol." Syaoran replied, with a somewhat bitter tone.
Sakura elbowed him gently, her eyes expressing a look that stated clearly that is wasn't the moment to commence a useless argument. Eriol continued,
"It seems simple, but there are some downsides. When we return, we would still be 15, and we four would be the sole individuals who would remember what had happened during and after the capture of the cards. We would have to respect past events, which means that we couldn't meet until we were supposed to."
Tomoyo, pained by the pitiful sight Eriol had become, replied,
"It seems to be a difficult task to undertake for us, but it doesn't seems to have any drastic consequences."
Eriol let out a painful sigh struggled to continue,
"No, doing so could change the course of time in other dimensions, and if we're not careful, it could commit much greater damage to our world. For if we do return, then the Clow Cards will no longer be docile. They will be possessed by the great evil of this time, and they will only have one objective: killing you. They'll want to slaughter you in the bloodiest of manners, as the demons before us crave to do."
They all looked at each other in silence, questioning the use of such a solution. It was indeed the last possible resort to take. Yet while the consequences of doing so seemed far too risky, when they looked upon the chaos that reigned outside the shield, they realized that if they remained here, all would be lost, and it would serve to nothing.
"I'll do it." said Sakura.
They others looked at her and smirked.
"And I'll join her." said Syaoran.
"So will I." said Tomoyo
"Agreed." Eriol let out, weakly.
Eriol then undertook with the last of strength, to show them how the spell was performed, and what they had to do to seal it's making. The spell required all of their magic, draining them severely. Then, they would have to be killed against their will, while fighting against the beasts. They wouldn't be sent back if they purposefully threw themselves before a beast. The only way it would work was if they did so to protect someone.
When all was agreed, the three magicians worked on the spell, including Tomoyo's mundane aura within the spell. Slowly, the sorcerer's magic was drained, and a large majority of their strength with it.
The first flow of magic that ceased was Eriol's. He'd been standing, leaning against a broken pole, fighting the pain of his wounds, when suddenly, his eyes dulled to hollow emptiness, and he collapsed, letting out his last breath. Tomoyo, who was watching on the borderline, felt the hot tears burn down her face, though she made no move to stop them. She held her pain within herself, wanting to watch her friends until the last possible minute.
The second flow to cease was Syaoran's. Without warning, the magical draining was put to a complete stop, leaving Syaoran in a heap on the ground, drained of almost all his life force. He struggled to get to his feet, but kept on collapsing, as if fated to meet the ground again and again. Tomoyo, who couldn't stand it any longer, went to help him up, and he somehow managed to stable himself upon his feet.
Finally, the final flow of magical energy, obviously belonging to Sakura, ceased abruptly, and the spell was activated. Sakura's eyes shone with pain and exhaustion, and she too collapsed, her weak form lying in a heap on the cold concrete ground. Tomoyo left Syaoran, who tipped over slightly, and helped Sakura to her feet much in the same way she'd done with Syaoran.
At that moment, three things happened. The first was the astonishing handicraft work of the spell, who'd degraded Eriol's body to dust, which meant the spell had sent him back. Simultaneously, Sakura's magical shield, due to the fact that it no longer had its master's magical energy to feed on, disintegrated within the instant, and the beasts, who had waited far too long for a descent feast, attacked.
Tomoyo dodged the attack with relative ease, as she hadn't been drained. Though Sakura and Syaoran had much more trouble doing so, they managed to avoid being hit. The dodging of the demon's attacks continued on for about 15 minutes when Sakura found herself in a delicate situation. She had two beasts circling her, and any attempt she could make to escape would be fatal. So she did the only descent thing: she waited. Syaoran watched her, and slowly approached her and the stalking beasts.
The beasts suddenly ceased to circle her and one of them jumped on her, claws at the ready. Sakura knew there was no way out of it, she only waited and prepared herself for the pain. Though it never came. She opened the eyes she'd closed out of fear, only to see Syaoran before her, stabbed in the chest by the demon's dagger-like claws. It took a few moments for her to realize that he'd jumped in front of her at the last minute, taken the blow for her, acting as a human shield. The beast retracted its claws and Syaoran's limp form fell to the ground with a symbolic thud.
She fell to her knees at his side, blinded by the tears of anguish that she shed. Syaoran looked her in the eyes for one last time and said in hoarse, pain filled voice,
"I promised I would die to protect you..."
With that, his eyes closed, shading his once intense amber orbs from the remains of what used to be the world. Syaoran Li was no more. His body, as did Eriol's, was degraded to dust, meaning the spell had sent him back as well.
Sakura felt a great loss within her heart, as if a piece of her very soul were ripped away. The pain blinded her senses and she didn't see the claws of one of the beasts descend towards her, holding a promise of death. She was hit full force in the side. Though she let out a cry of pain, she was able to get to her feet with all the strength she could muster. Her vision stabilized in time to see Tomoyo being stabbed from multiple sides, clearly giving her no chance of survival. Sakura limped over to her friend, and saw her eyes close, and her body degrade to dust.
Sakura was ripped apart, her soul was broken beyond repair, though she knew deep inside that when she would see them again in the renewed past, it would piece together again. With her eyes blurry with tears, her body covered in wounds and blood, she raised her head to the sky and screamed with all the air left in her lungs, a scream that filled the night with her anger, fear, desperation, and pain. The scream was abruptly cut short, and a scent of fresh blood filled the air.
Lying upon the cold ground, dying, surrounded by her own blood, every part of her blinded by an inhuman pain, Sakura's emerald eyes, who'd enchanted more than one man, closed and she succumbed to the dark abyss that is death.
I hope you liked it! Please R&R!!