Disclaimer: I do not own CCS.
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Prologue
A small skinny girl, too skinny for her age, ran down the filthy streets of New York City.
She should have been safe at home, near a warm kitchen, happily eating dinner, chatting with her parents, but no. She was running amiss a storm, to the nearest shelter.
Her name? Sakura Kinomoto.
Her destination seemed so close,
Only 6 blocks away.
Only 5 blocks away.
Only 4...
Yet the frail girl was no match for the monstrous storm that clawed at her torn and soaked clothes, and in a flash of lightening ...
Her destination stayed four blocks away
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Rewritten once again. haha. well, review if you still wanna.