Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Card Captor Sakura characters; they all belong to Clamp, not me, except everything else, plot, non CCS chars, etc.

Shattered Lovers

By: Shattered Alchemist

Prologue

There stood a girl, her dark earthen hair flowing like thousands of sewing threads, widely as it drug the place where her feet had just stepped; all that was seen was her hair. She stood there, aura unreadable, the substance beneath her was a platform of the clearest water imaginable, the moonlight just gently hitting the water, running through it as though it all held an unknown power, a power to hold all else captive. She was so mysterious, it still made one wonder, unable to focus on anything else; then, outreached a hand to the side, flawlessly golden bronzed skin, small wrists, slender hand and fingers, then the aura became so strong in magical ability it was admirable, though still frightening. Light came from those long nailed fingertips, turning into a sphere of brilliant white. It appeared in that moment, a full crystalline was the glowing blossom she held in her hand, though she wasn't holding it, it was floating above her upturned palm.

Ever so slowly, she turned her head, her golden, goddess-like, skin shining in the moonlight, every curve perfect. Lips of the purest rose, not the rose of blood, but of deep pink; the color glossy, sparkling as though millions of microscopic diamonds sat upon them. Eyes even more miraculous; the metallic gray making them so much more desirable. The almond shape gently outlined in ebony, her lashes long and upward curled with a deeper blackness, the shadows causing her eyes to seem far brighter and metallic looking. The natural deep golden tint contrasting highly with the gray, but they held something dark within them, something painful; showing she held a cold, dark world of torture and death, her eyes gave her away, not something too great to have. An eyelid closing slow and gentle, all the dark lashes forming together in a wink. Darkness consumed her now, the voice and knocking causing her to fade into her pain filled dark world, alone and sitting in her cage like an animal, or a doll in her glass case, dressed up for other peoples pleasure…