Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN CARDCAPTOR SAKURA NOR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS.

A/N: Heyaa!!! Back to the original storyline! Eriko is no longer in this, although there could be references. Please review, they much appreciated! So whats going to happen to the CardCaptors now? Try reading this while listening to the Saiyuki soundtrack - it's awesome! When reading the character deaths, though, try listening to Zone of the Enders music from the first game. It really sets the mood.

Warning: Once again, spelling. I am English, therefore I am more likely to spell things the english way. It's 'colour' not 'color' for example. just so you know, I'm not trying to offend anyone, I just want to make this clear. Agriato! There is also going to be a character death, so beware!!!! I'm killing alot of people in this fic, aren't I? Heheh!

Review reply's:

Lord Balmung: Agriato! Your the only one reviewing to every chappie now TT Anyway, thankyou!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Allie: Thankyou for reviewing. As long as this chapter is, Syaoran is bound to kick some serious butt! I hope you enjoy!

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Amber Eyes
by Leoanda Taylor

Chapter 9
Two Forms

Four pairs of dull eyes looked to the ground. Syaoran had awakened almost a corspe himself as the memory of Leo's death fell heavy on his mind. Right now they needed to be away from this place of death and horror... they needed to be away from the Waste Lands.

That doesn't seem to be happening any time soon, the dark mage thought. He was currently holding Syaoran's right hand and slowly tugging the brunette along. Sakura and Tomoyo are slightly ahead of them, leading the way, but dark smears are on their cheeks from the dried up tears. I wanted this as a last resort... and that appears to be now.

"We need to get away from here," Eriol began. The girls looked over their shoulders, and Syaoran made no movement other than to continue being led along. "I can teleport us quite a few miles, but it will take an hour. Either way, we'll be further to any place remotely normal and may have a better chance of getting to China."

"That seems to be the best plan we have at the moment... I'm for it," Tomoyo croaked out. She wiped at her cheeks delicately as she was still recovering from the sheild. Sakura nodded, her dull green eyes never looked up from the ground.

"Syaoran? What about you?" The boy questioned doesn't respond, even with a slight shake of his arm. Sighing, Eriol nods to himself and stops. The girls follow suit and the four stand in a quartet-circle. Drawing out his staff he summons his dark blue magic and chants powerful words almost silently as the four begin to glow.

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Exausted, Eriol slid to the floor as the blue glow stopped. Looking around, Sakura and Tomoyo almost recognised the destroyed building that had once been the school. They were certainly far from where they once were, but they were not quite at the edge of the Waste Lands.

"I'm out of magic for now, but it should come back soon," Eriol uttered. Tomoyo knelt down to his side and stroked back his hair lightly before helping his lie down carefully. His breathing began to even out and his cheeks were flushed red. "How's Syaoran?"

Looking up at the unmoving boy, she shook her head. "No change. I'm going to start a fire, we should set up camp. You rest, Eriol-san." Nodding his reply, he pulled Syaoran's hand to sit him down next to him. The brown eyed boy complied monotoneously.

Settling down as the night set in, Sakura and Tomoyo found scraps of wood and used the Firery to light it. "Who's on first watch?" Sakura asked.

"I will, then you can, Sakura-chan. Eriol-san? Will you be up for it half-way through the night?"

"Sure. But Syaoran's going to take some time, I'll see if he's responding by the time it's his turn and if he isn't I-"

"I'll do the rest of the night. I haven't really done much," Sakura interrupted. Her wand was already out and she sat down next to Syaoran who was still stotic.

Sighing in almost relief and mainly exaustion, Eriol lay down curled next to the fire, nodding to the girls while dropping off into sleep. Glancing over at the other boy, Eriol's mind wondered as he thought of what had happened to Syaoran when they had fought the second form of Chaos... and decided that it was best not to dwell - too many painful memories surfaced.

Tomoyo used a cooking pot that the Create card had summoned and was pouring almost the last of their water rations that days gone by, Watery had given them. Sighing herself, she watched her three companions in slience, knowing that they were all tired and that it was proberly useless to try to talk.

They settled down for the night, Tomoyo beginning their rounds.

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The night was a dark almost black-blue, and for the past hour it had been Sakura's turn to watch. She hoped that Chaos wouldn't come after them just yet, as she gave out a small yawn. Tomoyo was by her feet sleeping softly and Eriol was sat with Syaoran on the other side of the darkening fire both now sleeping deeply. Nightmares were seldom now as exaustion took over them all.

Sighing, Sakura looked out at the night sky wondering if the other Elves were alright and what they would think of the situation that they had gotten themselves into - what they had gotten Leo into. Swallowing back fresh tears, she shook her head and focused on watching the area surrounding them.

Tomodea? This... place is Tomodea? It really is unblieveable, even if we have been walking for what seems forever, the Card Mistress thought. Watching the shadows of the fire dance over her comrades features, she didn't notice right away that the dark shadows were lengthening - and aiming to kill.

Blinking, Sakura sat up fully watching the shadow dance over Syaoran's frame. A hand shape wound up to his neck and a second hand seemed to be covering his mouth.

"Eriol-san! Tomoyo-chan! Wake up!" Sakura stood up shouting, while automatically bringing out the Light Card. "Cast away the shadow! Light Card!"

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Just as Eriol was sitting up a blinding light entered his vision. Squinting against it, he grabbed Syaoran's left arm pulling him to his chest and shaking his form slightly. From the corner of his eye, he could see a tired Tomoyo bringing up a shield and Sakura going through her cards.

"Wake up! For crying out loud, Syaoran! Wake Up!" Eriol let the brunettes body fall to the ground when he saw dull eyes begin to open. "Alright, Chaos! Now your having it!"

Summoning up almost the remains of his magic, Eriol sent out long sliver tinted strings that wrapped themselves around the shadow. The strings were made of light and managed to stall Chaos for a few moments before Chaos passed through the strings cutting them effectively. Cursing under his breath, Eriol knelt next to the other boy who was beginning to sit up - more aware of his surroundings since Leo died.

"Sakura, I don't know how long I can hold the shield. I don't have a lot of magic left," Tomoyo cautioned. I didn't have much magic to begin with, the amethyst eyed girl thought to herself.

"Alright! Windy!" Sakura yelled summoning her will into the Card as it wove its way gracefully towards the onyx shadow. The shadow rose up into an evil human form with pure black clothes and skin and bright red eyes that glowed harshly. Windy wrapped her streams of wind, binding Chaos for the moment.

"Right... I hope this works. Firery! Light!" The Card Mistress summoned her power, her green eyes calm and focused. The two card interwove themselves heading to aid the other elemental card. Slicing through the shadow, Light and Firery cut holes and blades into the dark being. But to no avail, as Chaos only filled in the areas that were once destroyed with the ever-ending shadow of night.

"We need to completely cover it with light."

Whipping their eyes around, the three focused their attention on Syaoran who was sitting up, blankly watching the shadow form of Chaos.

"It's made of pure shadow - evil shadow. If we can cover it in pure light then we could win," he continued.

" 'Could win'? How can we win?" Tomoyo asked.

Nodding, Eriol replied before the other boy got a chance to. "By stalling untill day light. The purest light!" He stood up, pulling Syaoran up with him. "I'm afraid I just used the last of my magic on those strings. I won't be much use."

"I am though," Syaoran said. Stepping forward, Syaoran summoned his sword - which was now white, with a green tinted jewel embedded into the hilt. "Forces of Light! Aid thy cause." The sword began to glow a soft silvery-green as he swiped it forward in front of him, the tip of the blade pointing at Chaos.

"Windy! Firery! Light! Hold it just a bit longer!" Sakura pleaded. Tomoyo joined her, trying to hold the shield for as long as possible.

"You can do!" She chanted almost to herself, than to the cards. Eriol bit down on his lip, waiting for the result. Even with his magic drained, he could still sense the enormity of Syaoran's power. When did that happen? He didn't have this type of power even when the elves trained us.

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Syaoran pushed his magic through the sword he held out before him, feeling the pure energy almost flowing through his very veins. He could see right through the shadow form, and he knew its weak point. The left hip - or what could be called a hip. Aiming all of the extra magic into the one shot, he took a deep breath and opened his eyes to reveal sharp green orbs that had ancient years of knowledge gliding through them.

Pushing gently on the light within his sword, Syaoran whispered an ancient word of the Galdian language and threw it all at the hip area of Chaos.

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The lilac shield faded away just as the streak of pure energy flew at Chaos. Gasping in surprise, Tomoyo fell to her knees her dark eyes wide and focused of the effect that the strike had caused. After a few moments, she sank deeper into herself as she witnessed the complete miss of the creatures heart. Chaos is right there! How could he miss?!

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Pulling her cards back into their minor forms, Sakura stood still watching the white energy run its course. It missed, but she still felt confident - as well as exausted, and out of magic.

What are you planning, Syaoran? What were you aiming at? she asked herself, wanting to know before anything else happend. She got her answer a few moments later.

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The shadow creature screamed in agony as the white beam seemed to bleed into It as It squirmed and writhed in pain. The white enegery bled its way through the creature engulfing It in white, almost erasing the onyx evil. With a blinding flash of light, Chaos' shadow form dissolved right before the four of them as particles of white magic filtered into the night sky, flying off into the soon-to-be rising sun.

Collasping in surprise, Tomoyo fell to her knees along with a tired Sakura who sank to the floor giving out twin sighs of relief as they looked at one another smiling. Eriol also sat down, looking up through his blue-tinted hair at the still standing brunette. "Syaoran? Are you all right?" he asked watching as said brunette sat down crossing his legs next to him.

Nodding, Syaoran smiled at his three companions, his eyes once again a light brown - yet not quite the vibrant amber they once were. "Fine, just... I just needed time to... think, I guess."

"It's almost dawn. What are we going to do?" Tomoyo asked looking to where the ex-shadow's particles disapeared to.

"Can we please rest a little? I'm really tired," Sakura weakly smiled at them, tilting her head slightly.

"We need to leave this area, soon. I suggest five minutes recovery time, then we move to a more appropiate sleeping area and catch a few hours," Syaoran said. Eriol nodded.

"I agree. That would be the best thing right now. Are you ladies in agreement?"

"Hai, for now," Tomoyo answered, Sakura nodding next to her in compliance.

Sore and still recovering from Leo's sad ending, the four set about getting through the day - resting first and trudging next.

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It was now three hours gone since the defeat of the third form and the quartet was tiredly pushing onwards, the sun having risen two hours ago. Syaoran led the way with Sakura pulling the back as they were the only two with remaining magic - albeit not much. Glancing around, Eriol felt eerily strange, as if a ghost was passing them - or a particulary harsh electrical current had casually brushed him. Shaking it off, he put it down to exaustion. Perhaps a nice cup of tea would do the job... and a nice(1) biscuit - oh that would be wonderfull! smiling lightly that particular thought struck him as slightly stereotypical(2).

"What the hell is that?" Syaoran anounced, startling the others out of their thoughts. Stopping the four started at the strange thing before them. "Not another for of Chaos, surely?"

"Its too close to the last... isn't it?" Sakura meekly asked. Tomoyo sighed in exsperation, none of them really needed this right now.

"You three stay back. I'm taking care of this one." Syaoran brought out his sword, readying himself for a full blown fight. Watching the whitish-black thing come their way, the four realised almost at the same time that it was a pure energy form of Shadow - the last form of Chaos.

"How interesting. So thats, mist, water, shadow, and now energy. Four forms, I wonder what the last form will be," Eriol uttered, getting exsperated sweat-drops from the two girls.

"Only you could find something interesting in this situation, Eriol-kun," Tomoyo commented. Nodding, Eriol smiled in response.

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Fluidly moving his sword into a fighting stance, Syaoran stood ready, awaiting the fourth form of Chaos - energy. Statically moving forwards, the energy created its own sword to copy Syaoran, moving into a stange stance where Its legs were spread but the sword was lifted high over Its head.

Running forward, the Chaos brought down the sword in a powerful swing, the brunette barely dodging it as he swung his sword up underneath the energy form, and passing right though. Chaos moved forward once more, not even responding to the offending slash, and kicked out before swinging the energy-formed weapon downwards once more when Syaoran back-flipped out of the way.

Skidding to the side, Syaoran summoned up a huge whirl of wind, aiming it at the energys torso. Chaos stumbled back at the force, but continued It's advance. Cursing softly, Syaoran dived under the swishing sword and flipped to the left before jumping up and landing on the Swords straight side that Chaos was holding in from of It. Kicking the thing in the 'face'(3) Syaoran leaped back from the shock that it sent up his foot and then leg.

Landing almost gracefully, the brunette coughed slightly, spitting up speckles of blood, and swallowing, he assessed his situation. Sword don't work. Wind don't work. Water only electricutes. Fire... Summoning up a huge ball of fire into his left hand, Syaoran sent it flying at the oncoming Chaos. The ball engulfed Chaos for a few seconds before being sucked up and thrown back at him. Fire bad right now, he sweat-dropped.

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While the brunette boy showed off some acrobatic moves, Sakura stood in front of Tomoyo who was helping Eriol stand. "This isn't going every well, is it?" He commented.

"Just have faith, Eriol-san. We need to believe in Syaoran-san," the amethyst-eyed girl smiled. "I wish I had my camera to film this though! Syaoran-sans really good, and if only I had some costumes..." Stars had appeared in the girls eyes as she imagined what they could be wearing and how the scene could be played out.

"Only you Tomoyo," Sakura smiled, almost letting out a giggle.

BAM!

"Huh?" The three echoed.

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Whoops, looks like lightning don't work neither, Syaoran sighed leaping back from Chaos' sword stroke that he narrowly missed. Syaoran had sent a huge stream of Lightning that had bounced onto a nearby once-standing-now-demolished building.

Slashing out his own sword, Syaoran tried to take off It's arm, only to find the thing re-attached moments later. It really was annoying - almost as annoying as Eriol was. That particular thought made him smirk, and ducking under a left-handed punch, Syaoran slashed at the things hip - just to be sure.

Chaos' sword swung into Syaoran's arm - who quickly dodged away before any further damage - and continued on unfazed. This sent a vein in the brunettes head off. Taking a deep breath and stepping back a number of paces, Syaoran summoned up the green light within him that had helped him once before. Pulling a few strands of it into his palm, he instantly knew what to do.

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It was now aware that the lengedary being It was fighting knew how to kill It. Well, if that was to happen, It wasn't going alone. Divinding the energy sword in It's palm into three javalins, It waited to be struck.

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The earth below them began to shake, but Syaoran stood strong unaffected by the tremors, and his eyes glowed a light green once more, as he lifted his clenched hand - which was also glowing green - and brought it to face level. Along with the hand, the ground beneath the Chaos energy form began to flow up like sand locking the energy within its eternal tomb. For a moment their were two flashes of light - and then nothing but red.

Turning his head in the direction of the screaming, Syaoran saw that Tomoyo had been run through the chest by the energy and was collasped next to Eriol who was standing dumbfounded next to her, limping. Sakura was on her knees, blood flowing out of her left shoulder when the javalin of evil energy had passed through. Eyes leaking bright tears, he locked amber eyes with green ones, staring into the Card Mistresses soul for an eternity - but what felt only a few seconds.

Smiling up at Syaoran, Sakura fell forward, sat on her knees, her head hanging lifelessly as blood continued to drip down her shirt. Tomoyo was lying on her side her dead hand reached out towards the other boy who was staring horrified at the dark-haired girl.

Both of them.

Sakura and Tomoyo.

Were dead.

Crying fully, Syaoran turned his now pitch black dark eyes on the destroyed Chaos' cage to see a third javalin halfway thrust through the earth.

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Tears overflowing, Eriol turned to look at the only remaining member of their group, to see that he had once more collasped to his knees and was bound to be unresponsive. Pulling himself away from the two girls, he sat down next to Syaoran, and did the one thing he had not done since his parents had died. He cried.

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An hour later had them no further. Eriol was now depressed and his pale skin almost a deathly white. Almost. As he looked over at the two dead girls he saw that they were more grey than he was. Tears streaming down his face, he stood up eyes moving to Syaoran.

"We need to bury them, Syaroan. We have to," he croaked out. The brunette looked up at him for a moment, blinking, then nodded also standing up.

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Having give the two girls a short funeral where they both silently said their own words of prayer, Eriol held Syaoran's hand as they both continued to move onwards, only looking out at the vast and silent land before them. They were near the end of the Waste Lands now, but both had long forgotten what they had set out here for.

Yet onwards they moved. Always moving forwards. It was the only thing they could do now.

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A/N: Thankyou for reading through my longest chappie yet! I hope you aren't crying yourselves from the character deaths. There not pleasant, really. Please review, they are much appreciated. Thankyou!

(1) "nice" - is a buscuit company in Britian and it is pronounced neice, as in a siblings daughter.

(2) Stereotypically, the world seems to think that British folk love tea and buscuits - or crumpets depending - and we do on the occasion, although I, myself, prefer a cold glass of semi-skimmed milk and potato-cakes. Heheh: P

(3) 'Face' is used loosely here as the energy form does not have one - althought It does have a head.