Wish
Knock knock. "Yes?" Yuuko asked. Someone opened the door. "Syaoran?" Yuuko asked. The boy was hardly recognizable. He had lost a lot of weight, was very pale, and could barely walk. "What happened?" Yuuko asked. Syaoran looked down. He walked over to her, lying in her hospital bed.
"Yuuko-sama, I have a wish. But I don't know if I can pay for it!" Syaoran said. "First, tell me your wish. Then we'll worry about a price," Yuuko said. Syaoran bowed by her bed. "Please, I think, Hope is dying. And I..." Syaoran cut off. "You want me to save her life. Well, now we talk about the price," Yuuko said. "Anything!" Syaoran exclaimed.
"Your price is... Your mind," Yuuko said. Syaoran looked at her. He didn't know what she meant. "Until someone rescues you, you won't be able to wake up. Your mind will be with me. No one, except for me, will be able to wake you up. Do you still want me to save Hope's life?" Yuuko asked. Syaoran nodded.
"I'll take the price as soon as you have delivered the thing Hope needs to survive. I know that only I can see you, so you'll have to give it to her yourself," Yuuko said. Syaoran turned to leave.
"Oh and Syaoran. Give your new mistress the worst time of her life for me," Yuuko said. Syaoran smiled. Yuuko chucked him to small stones.
"Give the purple one to Hope. The blue one, clutch it tight in your hand as soon as you have given Hope her stone." Yuuko said.
Syaoran walked through the paper doors, trying to find his friends. They were in Hope's bedroom. Syaoran stepped back when he saw the gigantic red stain on Hope's clothes.
Syaoran walked over to her and placed the stone on her hand. The stain stopped growing and Hope started breathing properly. He hugged her, and then left the room. For some reason, he felt like he was intruding.
He pressed a symbol that had been magically engraved onto the top of his hand. A time symbol appeared under him and he started to disappear. He was dropped into the cage of ice. "Hello, Syaoran," Sarah said.
Sarah walked to the cage that had floated down from the ceiling. She looked at the boy who had been locked inside. He was still in the traditional clothing for people like him in his world. Sarah closed her eyes. The boy was going to try and fight. She couldn't let him do that.
"Syaoran. You know I know what you're thinking, even if you haven't thought it yet," Sarah said. The cage around Syaoran opened, and he floated out. He was terrified about this unknown force around him.
Sarah rubbed his cheek. "Syaoran, I know about your price with Yuuko. But, I'm going to change it. You still must give up your mind, and will not wake until Yuuko makes you. But, you will be awake to me. I will be able to hear everything you say, talk to you, everything. You will be asleep, but to me you'll be awake," Sarah said. Syaoran looked at her.
Sarah took the stone from Syaoran's hand, and placed it on Syaoran's head. "Of course, it'll be very painful for you," Sarah said. Syaoran tried to pull away. His head was exploding. Pain blinded him. He screamed, as all light was ripped from him.
The boy fell into Sarah's arms. She placed her hand on his chest. He wasn't dead. She placed her forefinger on the boy's forehead. Help! Someone! Syaoran pleaded. It had worked. Sarah placed the boy back in the cage.
His chocolate hair flopped to the side, making it look like he was really peaceful. It's a pity that it had to be him. Him, with the power to grant her wish.
The cage filled up with water. Help. Please. Stop it. You're hurting me!! "Syaoran, relax. Otherwise, it will hurt even more," Sarah said. Why are you doing this? Syaoran asked. "Don't worry. I won't take your life. And I won't harm your friends. But, how did you come to be created?" Sarah asked. My soul. It was split into five pieces. One, the smallest piece, stayed in my body. Two pieces are in the possession of others. One piece is under the control of that boy. One piece is in my body, and I'm here with you.
"It's a pity. Only you can remember you're true past. Of course, it wasn't in my plans for you to be turned into a clone. That was my stupid relatives. And he tried to kill you! How on earth am I meant to take your magic if you're dead?!" Sarah exclaimed.
I do not understand you. But, I think I know why you don't want me to be killed. There is another reason, isn't there? Other then my magic. "Shut up. And don't speak such vile things." Sarah said.
The boy screamed. "What's wrong?" She asked. What's... wrong with me? He screamed again. Sarah opened the cage. Water rushed from the ice prison. She grabbed Syaoran's hand and a small bowl. She pricked Syaoran's hand with her knife and let the blood flow freely into the bowl. She waved her hand over it. Thank you.
" Syaoran, this is one of the times I'll need your magic," Sarah said. She placed her hand on Syaoran's soaking top, right where his heart was. He gasped, as if drowning in water. Sarah's hand glowed bright crimson.
"I call upon the magic of the ancestors. Bring the body of the one in my control into my sight!" Sarah called, her hand still on Syaoran's chest. In her head she could hear the child trying to escape from her grasp. Multi-coloured swirls appeared, and Syaoran fell to the ground bowing on one knee in front of Sarah. "Foreign soul, I order you out of this boy's body!" Sarah ordered. "I can't do that," Syaoran said. Sarah stepped back.
Who... is this person? Syaoran asked. Syaoran stood up. "Witch, keep out of my way. You'll still get your wish and I'll get mine," Syaoran said. "I know how to keep the right timing. So, get out of his body, because his body isn't strong enough to keep you yet," Sarah said. Syaoran looked at her.
He looked down. His leg was bleeding, and he was weak. "You're servant was an idiot. He thought that you would bring a new strength to this boy, like you did last time. But, it doesn't work that way. Please, get out, before both of our wishes are destroyed," Sarah said. Syaoran nodded and disappeared in a cloud of billowing smoke. Sarah turned around. Syaoran relaxed.
Who was that? Syaoran asked. "Remember, in Tokyo? How you lost control of your body, and fell under the control of someone else? It was that boy. Of course, he was caught of guard by Fei Wong and controlled as well," Sarah replied. So, who should I hate more? Syaoran asked. Sarah laughed. Her laugh was beautiful, like the sound of a bird.
Syaoran felt a pang in his chest. Sarah felt it too. "You miss her, don't you?" Sarah asked. Yeah. She probably forgot about me though. Syaoran said. "Trust me. She didn't. You can't talk to her, but I can make so that you can see her. So that you can see both of them," Sarah said. Thank you. Syaoran replied.
"No problem. You do know, that you have fallen in love?" Sarah said. I have?Syaoran asked. "Yes. With a princess. Her name is Sakura. You met when you were kids. Seven, I think. Of course, then she forgot you. As a price to Yuuko," Sarah said. I saw her when I went to see Hope. She looks a lot like... Syaoran passed out. "I was right. You can't handle any memories. Yet," Sarah said. Syaoran's face drained of colour as the water pushed down on his unprotected soul.
Syaoran fell to the floor of the shallow and rocky river, clutching his chest. He slowly drifted back into his sleep, wondering why his heart, head and body felt like it was about to burst. And why, it felt like he was disconnected to the other part of him that had promised to help if he was in trouble.
Please. Get rid of the water. STOP IT!! "Those who handle fire, cannot stand magic of their counter element. Water. Magical water. Unfortunately, without something to keep him down, he will escape. It's not his fault. He was born with this magic," Sarah said to herself.
Sarah gasped as Syaoran started to melt the ice around him. "I see. Well, if that's the way you want it," Sarah said. She opened the cage yet again. Soon, she would have to properly seal it. She lifted the freezing boy, and laid him on the altar in the center of the room. In the air, she drew symbols. Each meaning a different thing. When she had finished, she pointed at Syaoran. The symbols flew down, landing on Syaoran's body.
The symbols drew themselves on Syaoran's limp form, going to different places on his body. Please. Stop it! PLEASE!! Syaoran cried. He had woken up. The symbols stopped coming, and Syaoran whimpered in her head. She lifted his head and placed it in her arm, trying to comfort him. "I'm sorry," she whispered.
There was a symbol on his right leg, his left foot, on the inside of his left arm, the back of his right hand, down his back and on his chest where his heart was. The two on his leg and foot were binding, draining him of his magic. The one on the back of his hand drained him of his movement, the one on his back drained him of his health and physical strength, the one on the inside of his arm tracked him and the last one, placed on his chest, was to keep him under control.
The pain flooded through him, blinding his senses. The arm around his head was comforting, but nothing could get rid of the pain around his body. He whimpered, unable to get rid of the world that had been blocked out. The magical inscriptions had left him weak and shaken.
Why me? Why did you have to chose me? Syaoran asked. "We didn't chose you. Fate did. I can't tell you why, but fate chose you to have a certain magic," Sarah said. She hugged the boy. "Until your soul gets used to the engravings, you don't have to go back into that cage," Sarah said. The boy shook with cold and pain.
"What... Why do I feel strange?" 'Syaoran' asked himself. He looked down at his feet. He touched his chest and pulled on an invisible string. A navy, purple and crimson stone appeared in his hands. The purple part was turning a fading in and out from it's radiant dark purple to a dull grey and the crimson part was cracking slightly. "Oh no," 'Syaoran' whispered.
Hope fell to the floor, clutching her head. "Hope! Don't! You're still not fully recovered!" Justin exclaimed. He grabbed her hand, but she slipped from his grasp. She stood up, ignoring the pain flooding her mind. She limped away, trying to find her friend.
Syaoran couldn't bear it. His body wished to disintegrate into a thousand pieces. Sarah's words had made him feel slightly better. At least now he didn't have to waste his slowly disappearing strength on keeping the water out of him. Hot tears rolled down his freezing cheeks.
Sarah looked down at the boy. He was crying. She knew he was strong, but if he was touched by any other then her, he would surely die. On the body, the markings weren't that bad. You would get used to them very quickly. But, on the soul...
She was right. Syaoran was lying on the rocks of the lake where no one ever went. He was cut and bleeding, but still alive. Hope limped over to his body, and picked up the boy. He was heavy and she fell in her attempts to lift him. She put her fingers to her cracked lips and whistled. Kero flew out of the trees in his true form. A lion like creature with wings. She placed Syaoran on Kero's back and then hopped on herself. They flew high across the sky, silhouetted against the sunset.
Sarah looked at her hand. Dark red blood dripped on her hand from Syaoran's chest. It was barely noticeable against his clothes which were practically the same shade. The engravings were bleeding slightly. Sarah ran her hand just above Syaoran's chest, and the blood stopped coming.
Sarah picked a rug from the floor. It was covered in dust and cobwebs, which she quickly blew away. It had been forgotten, with no one needing to use it. Sarah covered the boy, warming his limp body.
After drifting to sleep for a few hours, Sarah greeted the blue sun that had risen to the sky. It flecked the black sky with silver, blue and purple, a breathtaking sight that she got to see every day.
Syaoran was a lot stronger, now that he had grown used to the engravings and had been warmed up. Unfortunately, the sooner he recovered, the sooner that he would have to enter the ice prison again. Sarah picked up the boy, and placed him in the cage so that he was lying down. She lifted the rug off of him, and let it float up to the ceiling.
She stretched her hands around Syaoran's wrists, then ankles. Ice bracelets formed around the places that she had touched, tying him to the bottom of the cage. He looked like he was sleeping in a bed of ice. She pulled down the lid of the cage, and touched Syaoran's cheek just before she made the lid it the surroundings of the ice bed.
She whispered some words in a strange language, and the two parts of the cage froze together, making it impossible to open the cage unless you had a super type of strength. Syaoran was locked away, and unless his friends found out where he was, he was locked there forever.
Help me. Someone. Please. Save me from the prison that I have been condemned to live in. Please. Somebody.
I hope that this chapter wasn't to confusing. It wasn't meant to be that long, but got longer the more I thought about it. This chapter is sort of a prologue fo the sequel. We are nearing the end of the beginning, but there is still a lot to go before we get there. Please read, review, and give me ideas!!
TsuabasSyaoforever.