Nooo my other account got frozen, so here u have it, my third fic..!!
Darkened Memories
No use suing me, CCS strictly belongs to CLAMP, not me. I am juz a cliché old fashioned gal...... cries in the corner of the wall
Summary: Sakura was trained all her life in the recluse mountains of Kyoto, ever since her family died in a car crash. Her Wakouji-sensei took her up and trained her to be the next assassin. When she was thirteen, Wakouji-sensei shipped her off to Tokyo, where she studied at Cherry Blossom High. Student by day, assassin by night. Sakura thought nothing of her but a killing tool...until he came. YES I KNOW THIS IS AN OVERUSED PLOT
STRICTLY A S & S fic!! If u want tomoyo and eriol.....drop me an email kawaiisakuraiihotmail.com
PROLOGUE
"Mum..." 5 year old Sakura sobbed, buried her head into her mother's lifeless corpse. She struggled out of her seat, fumbling with the seat belt as blood continued to flow from the cuts on her forehead. When Sakura managed to get off the seat belt, she climbed out of the window of their family's overturned red Hyundai. "Touya! Dad!" Sakura's eyes widened as the sight of devastation, as her family member's lifeless bodies were stuck in the car...Drip, drip. The sound of leaking petrol. And then, just right before her eyes, the car burst into flames. Sakura was thrown back by the impact, fainting on the spot.
13 year old Sakura Kinomoto woke up from her deep slumber. "It was that haunting incident...eight years ago..." The dawn of the day has broken, and Sakura climbed out of her shabby mat. Suddenly, a woman, dressed simply in a white robe, opened the sheath-like door. "Wakouji-sensei," Sakura bowed. "Sakura! You will be gone to Tokyo, where you will study in Cherry Blossom High. You will receive mails from me...this is a mission...to kill." The woman, or Wakouji-sensei as she is known to Sakura, smiled. Her red blood lips seemed to hide a chilling, cold-blooded smile.
"Oh my. Eight years passed by so quickly...isn't that right, by little cherry blossom?" Wakouji-sensei slowly combed Sakura's shoulder length chestnut hair, before tying it into a stylish bun. "Remember...this is not play, it is a mission of bloodshed. You...shall exact it...my dear..." Wakouji-sensei suddenly struck Sakura's head. "If you fail, I shall send Eriol after you!" Sakura laid on the floor, very scared but kept quiet. Eriol was Wakouji-sensei's son, one so powerful and talented in the art of killing. Eriol was not seen often, as he was around the world working for an assassination group called "B.L.O.O.D". Wakouji-sensei was part of this group too, but had retired. She was the one that saved Sakura from her dreaded, twisted life that day, that incident. The accident that wrecked my life and brought me into this hell, Sakura thought. Wakouji-sensei left the hut that Sakura stayed in at the parts of the reclusive mountains of Kyoto. Wakouji-sensei's parting words: "Pack your things, Sakura. This mission is fail, and die. Pass and live. Never let anyone know your identity."
Cliffhanger?! Nah. Just give me your comments, okay?! My other account got frozen...never mind. R & R!! Criticism welcomed. Tell me whether I should continue with this fic or start a new one!!
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