The Shadow Man, The Dawn
He stands in the shadows just beyond your sight,
Framed by darkness, flanked by trees.
From your deepest depth to your greatest height,
All you have hidden he sees.
He lives just outside of reality and light,
And smiles as he walks through your dreams.
He sees with his sight all your hidden fights,
And hears all your silent screams.
For a response to your question you need only it's name,
But his answers are all you should fear.
For the truths you will gain may drive you insane,
Some things you aren't meant to hear.
You may think that he does not exist
But you should be aware;
When you feel yourself kissed by a breath of night mist,
The Shadow Man is there.
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A green sports car raced along a
winding cliff road in Hong Kong. The
car was going far beyond the speed limit.
The occupant knew he had to get home.
Checking his re-view mirror for the hundredth time after turning on this
road ten minutes ago, the occupant frowned.
He could
have sworn someone was following him.
He could sense it. Danger was
lurking around every bend. A potential killer was hiding behind every
obstacle. He was not being paranoid but
very intuitive.
Picking up
speed he looked in the re-view mirror again.
Just around the next bend was the driveway to his clan's beach
house. Some of the clan called it a
bungalow or a cottage. He called it a
mausoleum. The name fit on this dark
night.
He thanked
Kami he had told Meilin he was coming home earlier this evening. She would know something was wrong if he
didn't show up. One bad thing about
surprise visits are no one would know any different if you didn't show up at
your destination. There was no way he
was going to take his eyes off the road for one second, even if it was to pick
up the phone.
He clipped
the corner coming into his mile long driveway.
He accelerated up the relatively smooth road. The trees Clow Reed had planted along the way shadowed the area. Trying to keep his senses open while driving
was strenuous.
He saw a
shadow flit across his vision. Then the
explosion came. The car lurched, he
tried to control it but at the speed he was going the car automatically spun
out of control. Turning over into the
gully the car was totaled.
Crawling
out of the wreckage and into the underbrush he ran. Going in a straight line to
his beach house he wished he could use his magic. He no longer carried the cards along with him. Any of his magic would probably alert his
assassin. This wasn't the first time
someone had made an attempt on his life.
This person
was different. He had magic. The moment
Syoaran used his powers his location would immediately be shown.
The leader
of the Li clan ran through the underbrush.
He could sense the dark aura getting closer. Grabbing his cell phone out of his pocket he swerved right.
BANG!
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A head in
Hong Kong shot up from the book she was reading. 'Was that a shot?'
A young
woman in Japan woke up from her slumber.
She sobbed into a little floating stuffed animal. 'Where was his aura?'
In England
a boy sat at his desk looking out the window. 'There was trouble!'
Eclipse
stood over the prone figure of a man.
Looking down he admired his handiwork.
Giving the corpse a final kick he disappeared into the shadows.
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Meilin ran
out into the night. She carried a
medical bag with healing herbs and magical potions. She had charms for health, luck, and courage with her. Most importantly she had a talisman against
evil and one for light.
She
sprinted down the driveway. She didn't
go far before she ran into Syoaran's favorite car. She dashed over to it.
The driver's side door had been left open. Frantically she turned around, yelling out his name.
Fingering
the courage charm she walked deeper into the forest. It seemed to get darker with every step. Keeping her ears open she listened for signs
of life. The night was eerily quiet. Not even a bird graced her with its song.
Inspiration
hit her as she dug in her pocket.
Pulling out her cell phone she pressed the button that automatically
called he ex-fiancé. Ever since the
engagement was broken they became closer.
They had developed a special bond they couldn't have come by when they
were destined to spend the rest of their lives together.
Syoaron was
probably playing another trick on her, her mind tried to tell her. She knew different, her heart could
tell. He was in trouble, maybe even
hurt.
The phone
dialed, it rang from behind the bushes a few feet away. She jumped then automatically went into
fighting stance. Cursing herself on
this reaction she called out.
"Syoaran, I
know your there. This isn't funny
anymore. The joke's over Li! Li? Li!?"
She strode
over to the bushes. She couldn't see a
foot in front of her face. She kept
going towards the sound of the phone ringing.
She stopped when she was directly in front of it.
Tentatively
she took another step. Warning bells
went off in her head. Not paying them
any heed she took an additional step.
Tripping over a large object she fell face first into a puddle.
A puddle of blood.
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"Sakura,
have you been crying?"
The emerald
eye girl sat next to her best friend in their café. It was one of Tomoyo's
many companies. They met every
morning to discuss business over breakfast.
"I can't
sense his aura anymore. The magic is
gone, it's like he's dead. I feel like
I'm missing a part of myself. *sob* He can't be dead, I swear it's like he's
still here on earth." She burst into
tears again after all the trouble she went through to calm down.
"Maybe he's
in an underground cavern again. You
thought he was dead that time too. Or
maybe he's blocking his aura, he did that when we first met him."
"I don't
think so Tomoyo," she sniffed.
The
waitress came over with their usual breakfast.
They didn't even have to order anymore, it was brought directly to their
table upon arrival. She told them she
would bring the paper directly to them.
Tomoyo
looked at the headlines over Sakura's shoulder. A man had just picked up his paper. She gasped at one particular headline.
When the
waitress came back Tomoyo tried to get the paper out of sight. Sakura grabbed it before she could react.
Tomoyo
watched her best friend's face go white.
Tears threatened to spill down her face as she gazed into watering green
eyes. She began to weep as her friend
read on, only torturing herself with details.
Sakura
started to gasp for breath. Bowing her
head she tried to grab hold of her emotions.
She felt herself slipping into the depths of despair.
Landing on
the table in a faint Sakura dreamt she was with her beloved when he was
killed. The car in the gully, being
chased through the woods, and finally… the shot, were all displayed in her
mind.
Tomoyo was
leaning over the table, slanted to the side so she could see into her friend's
face. She shook her a bit, willing her
to wake up. Therefore she was staring
straight into green eyes when they opened.
What the black haired girl saw gave her the second of many major shocks
she would experience that day. Her
normally emotional best friends' eyes were void of all emotion.
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Sakura walked through the streets
of Tomoeda. She wasn't seeing
anything. Her feet carried her where
she wanted to go.
At the moment she was heading in to
work. She was head manager to one of
Tomoyo's many business chains.
Her mind and heart were having an
inner conflict. Her mind kept telling
her he was dead. It was even in the
papers. Yet her heart told her he was
near.
'Maybe he's here in spirit. He could be right next to me, watching me,
or watching from the great beyond.'
'No, no, no! He's still alive! If he is watching over me it's in person.'
Not watching where she was going
she walked right into a busy intersection.
She still didn't notice when a hearse sped towards her. Suddenly, from behind, someone grabbed he
wrist and hauled he back on the sidewalk.
The hearse sped by, just missing
her foot by inches. She snapped out of
her reverie as she felt the backlash.
"Do you have a death wish? I suppose besides an ambulance that's the
second best thing to do walk in front of.
Not watching where you are going here, in Japan is a suicidal thing to
do." He stopped his tirade and looked
at the girl in front of him. "Your not
suicidal, are you?"
Sakura looked at the newspaper
headlines popping out at her from a nearby stand. She looked at the man who saved her life. He was tall with lean, well toned muscles. His messy, black hair hung just over his
glasses clad blue-gray eyes. Eyes that
could be cold and ruthless. Right now
they held concern for the strange girl beside him.
Her eyes grew misty and she
whimsically whispered, "You'd think I would be." She turned and walked into her office building. Leaving the blue-eyed man blinking in her
wake.
Frowning, she looked at the
stranger once more. Did he ever look
like Syoaran!
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"Komonoda-san, I have sent all the
required papers. Li Meilin Rae now
holds 10% of all the stocks in your new company. It is filed under Li Syoaran and incase of his return to Earth
will immediately be passed on to him.
It is all done as you requested."
Sakura thanked her secretary and
wondered if she did the right thing.
Giving stock to the Li clan may not have been a great move. She could have sold that stock for a lot of
money. This also gave the Li clan a
bit more dominance over her company than she would have liked.
Maybe she shouldn't make such rash
choices. Lost in thought she didn't hear
the person enter her office. With her
feet perched on the desk and her chair tilted back at an awkward angle, she was
not in a good position to be surprised.
"Uhhhhuuuummmmm!!!" He cleared his
throat to get the young beauty's attention.
"HHHHHOOOOOEEEEEEeeeeee!!!!" She
exclaimed as she crashed to the floor taking along the chair. She picked herself up and looked at the
stranger with irritation. Straightening
her skirt she picked up her chair, knocking over a vase of cherry blossoms and
peonies her beloved gave her the day before.
Sobbing she tried lowered herself
into the chair, only to miss it completely.
Wiping her tear soaked eyes she eyed him with trepidation. She carefully lowered herself into her
chair and glared at the man.
"I'm looking for Komonodo
Sakura. If you go get your boss right
now I won't tell her you were 'sitting' in her chair."
"I AM Komonodo Sakura, who are
you?" She replied observing the man who
had saved her life earlier that day.
She never did thank him… oh well.
"I am the Japanese representative
of the Li clan."
"Li clan!" She whispered.
"I am here to tell you we cannot
accept your stock. The Li clan does
not want your sympathy or your gifts.
We have had it with Syoaran's women trying to get in with the family. He's dead, can't you just leave him
alone!?"
"I bet you haven't even asked
Meilin if she wants the gift? She
would never turn down a gift from me.
Wait a minute! What do you mean his 'women' ? I was his only woman!" She said between clenched teeth. A flame grew behind her as she shot daggers
into the guy's chest.
"If you say so. Since you want to
play innocent I'll tell you what I mean."
Her glare didn't seem to be affecting him at all. "It's what we Li's call his huge fan club. They fallow him everywhere. Even to the bathroom… you people are sick."
"To the bathroom!" She gave him the first real smile to cross
her face that day. She pictured
Syoaran being chased into the boys' bathroom by screaming fans. For a minute she forgot he was dead. Then reality came crashing back.
She grabbed a picture of five
smiling teen-agers and shoved it at him.
"Does it look like we are mere friends?" He took the picture from her and gazed at it. It was a picture of Tomoyo, Eriol, Meilin,
Syoaran and herself. They were all in
their battle costumes and Tomoyo had her camera on.
He looked at Sakura, then back at
the picture. Sakura, picture, Sakura,
picture, finally he opened his mouth.
Looking back and forth once more he finally made a comment.
"He's actually smiling! Are you all dressed up for a party or
something?"
Sakura felt like going over and
beating this guy senseless. Instead
she waited for him to catch on.
"Oh, I get it! You know the card mistress. Wait, you are the card mistress." He smiled as if he had just figured out the
worlds' greatest mystery by himself.
Sakura wondered how a member of Syoaran's family could be so dense.
"How did you say you were related
to Li Syoaran?"
"I'm his cousin, Li Frank. I know it's English, please don't ask. I'm the next leader of the Li clan."
"Kami help us all!" Sakura mumbled.
"Actually Meilin sent me over here
to look for you. She said you may be
in danger. She thinks the guy who
killed Syoaran is after you. I don't
think she's in her rightful mind right now.
She loved him more than anyone.
Of course she said there was someone who loved him more. I don't see how that's…"
Sakura grabbed Frank's hand and
hauled him into the elevator. Did this
guy ever stop talking? They started
the long ride up 24 floors to Tomoyo's office.
Frank started to look at his
thumbs. Sakura ignored him for a
couple of floors before she finally broke down and asked what he was doing.
"I think they're growing," was the reply. Then he started to scan the elevator. He snickered when he looked at some people and looked disgusted
at others. Finally he started to leer
at Sakura.
"What is it now?"
"X-ray vision glasses, these thinks
are great." Despite the fact he was
joking Sakura covered herself. People
started to look at them funny and cram into the other side of the elevator.
The elevator stopped, Frank went
over and tried to physically open the doors.
He looked around triumphantly when they finally opened.
Once everyone realized Frank and
Sakura weren't leaving, they all tried to get out at the same time. Everyone had managed to get out, with only
a few accidents, like when the door closed on a big fat guy, trapping him for a
moment. They were all left on the 13th
floor while Sakura and Frank continued up by themselves.
Sakura punched him lightly on the
side. He doubled over in pain and
blood started to soak through his shirt.
"Oh my God! What's that?"
"It was suppose to be elevator
humour but no one thought it was funny."
"No the blood, did I hurt you?"
He looked down, then groaning he
met her eyes. "I guess my stitches
came undone. I had an operation a
couple of days ago. Don't worry, it's
not your fault."
The elevator came to a stop. Sakura stayed in it for a moment after
Frank left. Calling on the create
card, she asked it to re-create his stitches.
She was glad her powers had increased to the point where she didn't need
the wand or the card for miniscule tasks.
Just as she was getting the cards'
response she heard an exclamation of surprise and hurried towards Frank. When she approached them, Tomoyo was
sitting on the ground muttering about Sakura being right and back from the
dead.
"Tomoyo, I see you've met Li
Frank. He's Syoaran's cousin."
"His cousin? That would explain the uncanny
resemblance. Are you sure he's not
impersonating someone from the Li clan."
"He may be, but I have a theory
he's impersonating someone else."
"Who?"
"Could you please stop talking
about me like I'm not here. You can
girl talk later, right now Sakura's in trouble."
Suddenly Eriol burst through the
door. He dropped to the floor,
hyperventilating. "Got to find Sakura.
*inhale* She's in trouble.*cough**cough*
Trying to kill her. *wheeze*
His glasses were crooked, his
clothes were in a disarray. His hair
was sticking up like he had just gotten out of bed. Eriol looked like a maniac, the look suited him.
"What did you do, run all the way
from England?"
"I ran up 34 flights of stairs. For some reason the elevators kept going to
the 13th floor. Oh, Sakura,
Syoaran, your both here." He had just
noticed Tomoyo and he were not alone in the office.
He crawled over to Sakura and
started to explain. "The guy who
killed him," he pointed his thumb to Frank.
"Is trying to kill you too. If
he killed Li here so easily, imagine what he could do to you."
Eriol, just realizing he had been
thumbing Li this whole time turned to get a good look at the man. He didn't notice the different hair or
eyes. He didn't notice the glasses
covering the eyes. All he noticed was
the blood stain on the shirt.
"Ghost! Oh my God it's Syoaran's ghost.
Back, poltergeist, get back!"
He started shouting mystical incantations.
Sakura, forgetting her fear of
ghosts, looked around for her beloved in anticipation. Tomoyo started to laugh. She knocked a picture off her wall when she
leaned against it for support. Frank
looked alarmed for a second… like someone had figured him out. Then he started to glance around in
confusion.
Sakura, catching on to Tomoyo's
source of amusement, cracked up herself.
The boys just stood there, waiting for a clue to all the merriment. They figured it was probably about them
anyhow.
Finally Tomoyo introduced them. "Eriol-kun this is Li Frank, Syoaran's
cousin."
Eriol picked up the picture Tomoyo
had knocked over. He looked from Frank
to the picture, Frank, picture, Frank, picture. "So you're my descendant's cousin? Funny, I thought I knew all of my descendants. Frank, did you say?"
"It's English, and a long
story. Maybe I'll tell it sometime."
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A figure stood on the balcony
outside Sakura's apartment. Seated
inside were two women and a man. They
were eating a meal Sakura had kindly made for them. He listened to the voice talking in his ear.
"Yes Meilin, Shadow Man is
here. He's in a form she would never
expect. Someone she trusts
completely."
*Chatter*
"Don't worry Meilin, I'll protect her. I know she's your best friend and you love her. I love her more, I'll make sure nothing will
happen to her." More talking in his
ear. He heard a bit of crying too.
"I'll be careful sweetie, I promise
I won't let her out of my site. You
won't lose either of us… Goodbye." He
hung up the phone as Sakura came out the door.
She shivered, bracing herself against the cold she stood next to him.
"Beautiful view, isn't it? Even if it is a bit chilly out here."
"Yes, a gorgeous view." He said looking in her emerald orbs. She smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes.
"You sweet talker. Come on, lets go inside. I don't really want to turn into a
popsicle." She grabbed hold of his arm
and brought him back indoors.
"Just a moment Sakura. I want you to remember to expect the
unexpected."
"I will, but is the unexpected as
unexpected as you seem to think?" She turned and walked away, leaving him to
ponder her statement.
Sakura smiled, just as she
thought. She could sense his aura when
they were touching. He had gotten
really good at hiding it.
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"We are going to the park, at
night, for what reason?"
"This Shadow Man will show
up and you can kill him."
Sakura looked at Tomoyo and
Eriol. They were both frowning. Sakura gave them an encouraging smile that
seemed to say, "I know what I'm doing."
"Don't worry guys, I can handle
this."
"We're here to back you up
Sakura. Please be careful, Syoaran
would want you to." Sakura's eyes began
to water and Eriol immediately felt like a heel. Frank, who was standing on the other side of her handed her a
handkerchief, before walking ahead.
Eriol continued to speak, using a
soft tone. "You miss him a lot don't
you?"
"Yes," she sniffed. "I do miss him. It's just, I feel like he's here, next to me. He promised always
to protect me."
"You know Sakura, just because
Frank is a member of the Li clan doesn't mean he is Syoaran."
"I never mention what form he was
in. I could be talking about in
spirit." She left Eriol to wonder if
her words held any merit.
'Watch out, sweet Sakura. Someone here isn't who they seem to be.'
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It started to rain, a dark and
stormy night. Like all fictional dark
and stormy nights our hero's are gathered in the park. The wind was blowing rain in torrents around
them as Sakura faced the three people in front of her. Tomoyo,holding her camera and two men.
One man had neat short black
hair. He wore glasses and had an
innocent look on his face. We all know
him as Eriol. The other man looked a
lot like the one and only Li Syoaran, warrior extraordinaire. He had black, messy hair and cold gray-blue
eyes. He wore glasses too, but they
didn't give his eyes any warmth.
One of these two men was a killer,
the assassin of our favorite Li clan warrior.
Sakura vowed she would get her revenge and she would on this night.
She had a very good idea who the
assassin was. She only prayed she was
right. Looking over in Tomoyo's
direction she noticed Kero and Yue were there, always watching over her. They had confidence in her; she would just
have to have confidence in herself.
Taking out the shot card she
released it. She whispered to the card
and it giggled in return. Let the fun
begin.
"The way I figure it boys is one of
you is the individual I should shoot.
Let's see… who seems to be the best candidate." She looked as if she was pondering a tough
question.
"Eriol, you aren't exactly who you
seem to be, are you?"
"Why do you think that?"
"Well your hair dye is running down
your face. You're not as polite as the
real Eriol, or as devoted to Tomoyo as he is.
The thing that really cinches it is your aura, it's different. Shot card do your stuff."
When the dust cleared, or actually
when they regained their senses; they looked over at the black haired man
holding his chest.
"You shot me! Why?
Do you expect me to just stand here and let you afflict wounds on my
body?" He took out his gun and shot
Sakura. She was knocked out of the
way.
Sakura looked into the eyes of her
savior. In the background, Shot was
letting rounds out on the poor Shadow Man.
She brought her hand up and wiped away some of the dye from his hair.
"Hey Syoaran, very favorable
position we're in." She looked at the
person on top of her.
"May as well take advantage of
it." He said smiling down at his
girlfriend.
"Could you please take off that
mask first? I wouldn't feel right
kissing Eriol."
All was forgotten, on this stormy
night. The undying love of two people
lived on. The unstoppable camera of
Tomoyo filmed on.
Kero and Yue looked down at the
dead body of Frank and wondered if it was really over.
Suddenly a noise sounded from the
underbrush. Footsteps echoed closer to
them. Out from the trees ran the real
Eriol. He ran over to Tomoyo, panting.
"Got to find *wheeze* Sakura.
*Inhale* She's in big *exhale, inhale* trouble." Tomoyo started to laugh.
When her camera hand shook a bit she sobered up. Wouldn't do any good to shake up the
footage, would it?
Eriol followed the direction of the
camera. His eyes rested on the couple
on the ground.
"Whoa, what did I miss? Wait a minute, is that me? Go, me!"
He backed up a couple of feet and
tripped over the battered, bloody body of Frank.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"
"You didn't miss a thing Eriol, not
one thing."
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