After this, I will allow five days between chapters. If I get enough reviews (because I need ideas) I'll update quicker. Otherwise I will do one very very very very very very very very long chapter that will explain everything, do all the stuff that is meant to happen and make up for thirty something chapters. But it will also miss out on a lot of stuff so please people, I need ideas!!

Syaoran

He could hear soft beating. Thump thump. Thump thump. "Syaoran," voices whispered. "Syaoran," they repeated. "Syaoran," Syaoran whispered. He was swirling through a never ending tunnel of light. He was falling away from the darkness. He drifted to the grass that was as green as Eleanor's eyes.

He opened his eyes. His feet were above the ground, and his hair flew around him. A beautiful lady drifted down to land right in front of Syaoran. Her face was gentle, her hair dark blue and her eyes a glitter, shiny black. "Syaoran," she whispered. Her voice was small but wonderful. It rang like a harp. She reached out to him, and cupped his face in her gentle hands.

"My name is Sarah Reed. You, are Syaoran Li. I need your help," She said. Syaoran felt calm. But even though his instincts were screaming for him to be careful, he was completely under her spell and pushed his instincts away. "How can I help?" He asked. "Relax," she said. Syaoran took in a deep breath and closed his eyes. He felt her hands leave his face, and go to his temples. "Run!" Something inside him screamed, but he stood still. His senses were clouded, and his mind was splitting. But still he didn't move. He was completely within her grasp.

"Can't you leave me alone?!" Syaoran asked. It was his thoughts. His soul. His past that spoke. "I am going to speed up your awakening," Sarah replied. "Why?" Syaoran asked. "Because I need that magic. And the more magic you use while I do this will aid my work," Sarah replied. Syaoran's body gave a jolt, but stayed where it was. "You can't fight my spell. No matter who you are, you can't fight my spell," Sarah said. "I just want to..." Syaoran said, but he fell, unconscious.

Sarah picked him up and held his limp body in her arms. A black gate appeared in front of her, and she stepped in. She wiped the hair away from Syaoran's eyes. "You're so young. But I must do this. And you're the only one who can help me," she whispered. The gate closed behind her, and they went swirling into another world.

The world in which they landed was a large room. It was lit by candles, silver light and fireflies. "Remember this place?" Sarah asked the unconscious boy. She laid him on a stone altar in the middle of the room. Even through their long journey, he had stayed asleep.

She couldn't let him wake up until her deed was done. So, she used magic. She touched his cheeks and then his chest. Like the lid of a coffin, a slab of ice came down. It grew sides, that attached themselves to the altar. The cage filled with water. Syaoran's body stayed on the stone altar. The cage shined. "I'm sorry Syaoran," Sarah said.

He was cold. Very cold. He wondered if this was how his other had felt when captured by Fei Wong. He just wanted to get out. He opened his eyes. Standing in front of him was a boy with chocolate brown hair and the same coloured eyes. The boy was wearing a crimson outfit (that was a lot like the one Fei Wong had given Syaoran) that had gold symbols all over it.

"Who... Who are you?" Syaoran asked. "I am you. You before you woke up on the street," the boy replied. "But, I'm a clone. I was created and then left outside the gates of that town. I'm a clone!" Syaoran cried. Why was everyone playing with his head? Why?

"Syaoran, you are indeed a clone. But, not the kind you think. You, are the real Syaoran," the boy said. "No I'm not!! That boy is!" Syaoran cried. "No. He is supposedly a real one. But he is not. His name is not even Syaoran! Do you remember why you call yourself Syaoran?! Do you?!" The boy asked. He was angry and sad at the same time. "Because, because. Because Fujitaka-san gave me that name," Syaoran said. "Yes. And so did your real parents. You are Syaoran. No matter what other's say, you are Syaoran," the boy said.

Syaoran hugged him. "Thank you," he whispered. "Hey, I'm you remember? " The boy asked. Syaoran smiled. "Just promise me one thing. Because of what happened, I'm slightly stronger then you. If you're ever in trouble, am I allowed to help? I'm not to sure you were happy that time I helped," the boy said. "Help whenever you like," Syaoran replied.

The ropes broke through the ice, but didn't crack it for the ice grew around the ropes. Like snakes, the ropes tied around Syaoran's wrists, ankles, waist and neck. The ropes glowed a soft green, and Syaoran started to squirm. "Shh. They're not going to kill you. It will hurt, but nothing can prevent that," Sarah said.

The ropes were forcing Syaoran's magic to wake up. They were taking away his magic bit by bit, adding there own, then putting the magic back in. He had to have part of his soul taken out, put back in and get used to an evil, foreign substance in his body. Torture hurt less.

Syaoran squirmed and wriggled. Sarah put her hand on the middle of the cage. Syaoran stopped squirming, and was glowing crimson. His magic had awakened. But, Syaoran was glowing for barely ten seconds. The crimson surrounding his body drifted up to Sarah's hand. It enveloped her. She was absorbing Syaoran's magic.

The crimson was practically gone, and Syaoran's chest stopped rising. The crimson glow disappeared. The ropes turned into snakes and all except for the one around his neck bit his skin. They entered his body. But he didn't move. No sound escaped from his mouth. She had taken his soul. He was dead.

"Syaoran!! Syaoran wake up!! SYAORAN!!" Hope was asleep, but was screaming. Everyone rushed into her bedroom. Eleanor and Zoe were huddled around her bed. "What happened?" Yuuko asked. "I don't know. But she's been tossing and turning like this for..." Eleanor replied. Eleanor's eyes closed and she fell to the floor.

"Eleanor!" Zoe exclaimed, catching the girl. "This is bad," Yuuko said. "That's the biggest understatement of the year," Watanuki said. "What do you mean?" Yuuko asked. "Syaoran's disappeared!" Watanuki cried. Yuuko looked to the sky. "What's going on?" She asked an invisible person.

His body was still in the cage, but he was not in there. Syaoran's body was dead, but if his soul was ever returned, he would live. She needed his magic, so she could be set free. She didn't want to be stuck here, but it was the fate she had been dealt with.

But the boy's soul was powerful. It kept escaping. "Syaoran! Stop moving!" Sarah ordered. She froze his body up to his neck. "What do you want with me?!" He asked. "I need to speak with you! If I take your magic to early, the spell won't work! But I can't return you to your body yet without killing you!" Sarah cried. "You need me alive if you want my magic, right?" Syaoran asked. "Yes," Sarah replied. "Just, let me finish my work, Sarah said.

The rest of Syaoran's soul froze, but his eyes were still open. Sarah needed him still awake, otherwise his body wouldn't succumb to her.

Going through the ice, Sarah reached inside Syaoran's body and pulled out a crystal. Sarah felt Syaoran try to move in pain. She brought the crystal out of the cage. There was not a scratch on the ice. The crystal was crimson with flashes of gold. It felt strange holding it again. Sarah put down the crystal and clicked her fingers. Syaoran's soul was squirming so much he nearly broke her bonds.

The darkness was everywhere. It was so painful. It was ripping at him, trying to take away all the goodness in him. It was trying to turn him evil. He couldn't give in. That's what the witch and the boy wanted. He couldn't give in! He wouldn't give in!! Someone! HELP!! A soft purple light surrounded him, pushing away the darkness. Hope. Thank you.

Sarah screamed. Her hand was burning. "You little brat!! I told you not to interfere!" Sarah cried. "Well, I will if I have to!" Hope exclaimed. She had come out of nowhere and the purple light surrounding her lit the whole room with brilliance.

Hope put out her hand as if to stop someone. A spear of ice appeared surrounded by brilliant flames. The spear soared through the air and went right through Syaoran's soul. But it didn't hurt him at all. Instead, the ice around him broke, melted and in the end shattered to the ground.

Hope grabbed Syaoran's hand. "Hold on," she whispered in his air. She grabbed his arms, and they went soaring through time and space.

Cough. Cough. Hope and Syaoran landed on Yuuko's floor, coughing their lungs out. They were drenched. "Hello Syaoran," Yuuko said. "Y-Yuuko-san!" Syaoran exclaimed. Syaoran was still in the out fit that he was wearing when he confronted the other part of his soul. "Welcome back to Japan," Yuuko said. "Yeah," Syaoran replied.

"For you to be here, something must have happened," Yuuko said. Yuuko and Syaoran were alone in Syaoran's room. "Yes. The witch made my magic waken fo a temporary amount of time," Syaoran replied. "Where is your body?" Yuuko asked. Syaoran's hand turned into a fist. "A different world," Syaoran replied. "A world like Lidream?" Yuuko asked. Syaoran nodded.

"You and her are a lot alike. You both grant wishes. But she can grant anything," Syaoran said. "Even bring back the dead?" Yuuko asked. Syaoran nodded. "She goes back in time to when they were last alive. If there is something wrong with them, she heals it. But the price for that would be your own life," Syaoran said. "Something of equal value," Yuuko said. Syaoran nodded.

"Would you like to speak to 'Syaoran'?" Yuuko asked. "Huh? I'm Syaoran!" Syaoran said. "Well, what is his real name? The one who came to me when he was so young?" Yuuko asked. "Syaolan's alive!! Is he safe?" Syaoran asked. "I think so. Would you like to speak to him?" Yuuko asked. "That would mean a lot to me," Syaoran replied.

"Alright. Mokona!" Yuuko shouted. Mokona bounced into the room. "Yeah?" Mokona asked. "Could you get our dear travelers, and then go to sleep?" Yuuko asked. "Okay!" Mokona said.

"Hello."

"Witch? What do you want?!" Kurogane asked. "I have someone that wants to speak to Syaoran," Yuuko replied. "We'll leave," Fai said. He grabbed Kurogane by the arm and dragged him along. Sakura followed the two men. "Mokona, would you mind going to sleep?" Yuuko asked. "No problem!" Mokona replied. "I'll leave it to you then," Yuuko said.

"Hello!" Syaoran said. "Syaoran!!" Syaolan exclaimed. "How did you get here? I'm so glad you're alive!" Syaolan exclaimed. "I'm glad you're alive! I mean, come on! You left us all alone!" Syaoran exclaimed. "Sorry. My sincerest apologies," Syaolan said. "Honestly!" Syaoran said.

"How did you get here?" Syaolan asked. "Flew," Syaoran replied. Syaolan laughed."What world are you in?" Syaoran asked. "Myliqua," Syaolan replied. "You're kidding!" Syaoran exclaimed. "Nope. But, it has changed. A lot," Syaolan said. "The attack," Syaoran whispered. "What?" Syaolan asked. "Nothing!" Syaoran replied. The attack. The one that happened so long ago. Mother. Father. Justin. What happened after my eye was eaten? "Syaoran? Hey, are you okay? Syaoran!"

He was floating in darkness. It swirled around him, drew him in. What's happening to me? Syaoran thought. 'You're time is up. If you stay with them any longer, you will die.' What do I do? Syaoran asked. 'Give in. You must give in. Let the darkness take you.' Alright. To save them and myself, that is a low price to pay.

He stopped swirling. The darkness entered him, drew him away from the light. His eyes fluttered. He was trying to let in the darkness, but his eyes kept betraying him. Finally, his eyes closed. He was locked back into the sleep that had kept him bound for so long.

Sarah looked down. The boy's body was shaking violently. "So, if that's what you want, I'll try and make sure you never wake up again. She turned around, her skirt twirling with her sudden movement. There, in the middle of the room, was Syaoran. He was held up by an invisible force, floating above the ground.

Syaoran woke up on a bed. He was cold and shivering. "Syaoran! Are you okay?" His other was there, watching over him. "Where? Where am I?" Syaoran asked. "Yuuko's house. What happened?" His other asked. "I don't remember."

Yuuko came in. "Syaoran, are you okay?" She asked. "I think so," Syaoran replied. His eyes widened, and he cringed in pain. Yuuko walked over to him and put her hand on his forehead. He was feverish, but his cheeks felt like he had been locked in ice. And there was something else. His body was filled with green smoke.

Syaoran fell into Yuuko's lap. "What's wrong with him?" Syaoran asked. "Syaolan..." Syaoran's eyes widened. "He's not going to last. Unless he can find something that can help him, he will never be free," Yuuko said. "I can help. I know how," a voice said.

Syaoran and Yuuko turned to the door. Hope was standing there, her hair dangling around her face. "How?" Yuuko asked. "Syaolan, you know what to do, don't you?" Hope asked. Syaoran nodded.

"We''l swap. If you're not there, I do it. If I'm not there, you do it. Agreed?" Hope asked. "Agreed." Syaoran replied. The image blinked out, and Syaoran was gone.

Sarah stretched out her index finger, and pointed it to the very high roof of the room. Syaoran slowly floated to the ceiling. Syaoran's soul became encased in ice. He was locked in a cage of ice that was like a bed with a lid.

"Until I wish for you to be free, this is where you'll stay. Prince Syaoran."

I hope that was long enough for ya. A nice little spoiler to finish of the story, don't ya think? Sarah Reed is the lady Hope was talking to in chapter 12. The world they are in is said My- lee-kwa. Yup. In this story Syaoran has a past before Fei Wong. But what I put is true. Technically Syaoran clone is really the real Syaoran because the other one is not called Syaoran! See ya!!