The
Legacy of the Twins: Eron and Erika's Promise
'We'll get you Little Wolf and Cherry Blossom. No one will be
able to defeat us, no one. We are the strongest. We have origins deeper than
you understand, too smart ones. We will win.'
So
we have proclaimed to make the Chosen Two's life miserable. We have thoroughly
bound ourselves into our complex plot. Yet, have we wondered, once in a while, why
we are doing this?
******
Ten,
nine, eight, seven…
Bemused,
Chang Eron gazed at the clock. Zero. Sakura and Syaoran burst into the
classroom, breathless. As usual, those two had made it to school, just on time.
Not that he blamed them for being almost tardy. He doubted that they got much
sleep last night, thanks to another one of his mischievous little plots. Yet,
the corner of his eyes slightly crinkled to see Sakura and Syaoran fumbling to
take out their homework as they muttered stuff like, 'why didn't you wake me?
Stupid, it was your turn to make the lunches! What did you do with my math
homework?' Since they were staying together, it was evident that they had mixed
up their homework. As usual, they were squabbling in a friendly way.
For
a second, Sakura caught Eron's eye. Did she catch him staring at her? Then
Sakura smiled widely, her eyes sparkling like an emerald ocean. Eron ignored
the fact that his heart skipped a beat and that somehow the classroom seemed
warmer. He grinned back his lazy charming smile that he was so used to pulling
on when he wanted to impress people and let them fall under his spell. Yet, for
some reason he felt so phony and superficial. He watched Syaoran scowl at him,
then present his discontent to Sakura. In return Sakura laughed, flicking back
her braided golden brown pigtail into Syaoran's face, who tugged it teasingly.
The
teacher cleared his throat and asked calmly, "Li Syaoran, Kinomoto Sakura! Do
you find each other more interesting than the lesson?"
"Err,
yes Terada-sensei!" Sakura and Syaoran both exclaimed, bolting up from their
chairs. Then, they realized what they had said. Everyone tittered. Secretly,
Tomoyo was videotaping again, under the desk. They hastened to say, "I mean, no
Terada-sensei! Sorry, we'll pay attention to the lesson!"
******
"Erika,
who was that?" Eron asked, raising and eyebrow, when he saw Erika waving good
bye prettily as a handsome boy she had walked down the hallway with her arms
hooked into, entered another classroom.
"A
friend…"
"Another
'friend.' What happened to the other guy?"
"I
don't need him anymore. I passed the history test, thanks to his notes," Erika
replied carelessly shrugging. She swept her thick shoulder-length violet hair
over her shoulder.
Sighing,
Eron fingered his long ponytail. "Is it always a good idea to use everyone like
that, switching from person to person? I mean, why don't you just try making
them friends instead of discarding them?"
"What
are you talking about?" Erika asked, raising her elegant eyebrow.
"I
don't know…" Eron gazed out the school window. Outside, Sakura, Syaoran, and
all their friends, Tomoyo Chiharu, Rika, Naoko, Takashi, Aki… everyone had
gathered in a circle, eating lunch. They all laughed, gossiped, and generally
had a good time with each other, trading parts of their meals and sharing
desserts.
Smiling
tightly, Erika said, "I don't need any friends. I have you, onii-chan. You're
the only one I can trust and rely on. I don't need anyone else. Just my dear
twin brother, Chang Eron."
It's
always been this way. Me and her. The two of us versus the rest of the world.
We had no one else but each other. Patting his younger twin's
shoulder, Eron replied, "You're right, Erika. We can always count on each
other."
They
gazed straight into each other's identical hazel golden eyes. Around each of
their necks hung a strange black gem-like rock, which constantly shifted
underneath the outer crystal layer if once looked closely enough. And in each
of their ears was one pigeon's blood red ruby stud earring; Eron's was pierced
in his left ear, Erika had hers in a second hole in her right ear, above her
usual set of earrings.
How did he and his twin sister grow so cold and distrusting, distant from the
rest of the world? Eron closed his eyes, reflecting back on his childhood.
~~~~~~
Eron's flashback…
Ever since we were born, it has been the two of us. Eron and
Erika. Erika and Eron. Our mother passed away when we were born, or so we were
told. We were abandoned orphans. Yet, we had each other and that was all that
mattered. As children we were practically identical from our dark glossy violet
hair to our golden hazel eyes. After all, I did look very much like a pretty
girl. Some people say I still do. Ah, I know I'm good-looking. (Grins.) Never
mind that…
Since an early age, I grew accustomed to looking after Erika.
Although she was my twin and only a few minutes younger than me, she still was
like my younger sister. She had a weak heart, therefore was more frail and weak
than other children. This kept her from being active and making other friends.
She was sort of an outcast from society and prone to teasing and being left out
from all the games and fun. And this made me always kept an eye out for her.
We were still happy, however.
Yet, it wasn't long before Erika's weak heart caused prevented
her from carrying on the life of any other little girl. By the time we were
five, Erika had to make frequent visits to the hospital. By the time we were
seven, she had to stay in the hospital for good.
One
day, one of the nurses said, "Eron… I know you're really too young to tell you
this. But we understand that you and your twin sister are inseparable. Now
listen to me carefully."
Eron
at the age of seven looked up with grave hazel eyes.
The
nurse continued, "Erika is very sick. We have to prepare her for an operation,
but in her current condition, she is too weak. Therefore, we have to build up
her strength. We're trying our best, but the chances are very risky. So Eron, I
want you to be a brave little boy and have faith and courage."
He
nodded, gripping his fist tightly. Then cautiously, he entered the small
hospital room. Eagerly, little Erika was waiting for him in the bed. She looked
like a child angel in her white nightgown and her dark curls framing her face.
Her golden hazel eyes were cloudless and clear. As Eron entered the room, her
whole features brightened up like sunshine radiating into the dark room.
"Onii-chan! You came! I was waiting for you the whole day. What did the doctor
say? Can I go back home?"
Home
was the over-crowded, scanty orphanage. Putting on a bright smile, Eron stated,
"Of course I came, Erika! I tried to come as fast as I can. See onii-chan
brought you a doll! You always wanted a doll to play with, right?"
Walking
over to the bedside, Eron kneeled in front of it and handed Erika a pretty
golden haired doll. Excited, Erika held it up and squealed excitedly, grasping
it in a tight hug. "Thank you, onii-chan!!!" She must have caught the sad
glimmer in her twin's eyes, however. Setting the doll down on her bed, she
said, "But I'd rather have onii-chan than a doll. I love my onii-chan the
best."
"Of
course, Erika. I love you best, too," Eron replied, trying to smile again at
his identical twin. Still, being a seven year old, made it rather difficult to
hide emotions.
In
a timid, almost hesitant voice, Erika said, "Me and Eron… We'll always be
together, right?" She grasped her twin's hand with her icy cold ones.
Eron's
eyes turned round as he gazed at her hands. They looked so small and weak. And
they were so cold, so cold like the icy morning kissing the brows of one who
departed in the long night. Then, squeezing his twin sister into a tight hug,
Eron murmured, "Silly, of course we'll always be together. We'll always be by
each other's side."
"Promise?"
Erika asked in a sadly hopeful voice.
"Silly,
of course I promise." He didn't show her the silent tears, which fell into her
glossy dark hair. Instead, he whispered in a strained, yet calm voice, "I,
Eron, solemnly promise my twin, Erika, that we'll always be together through
whatever hardships we go through; through the good times and the bad times."
And I meant to keep my words.
It
happened the very next day. Erika fell into a coma. The doctors and nurses
panicked and were helpless to do anything.
"Here,
look at Patient No. 153's chart! We can't have an operation under her
condition!" one doctors stated.
"Yet,
if we just leave her, that might be even more costly!" another doctor replied.
"Yet,
she's only seven years old, and she's had a weak heart for most of her life.
What can we do? This is a pretty hopeless situation, anyway—"
Meanwhile, I was watching from my position, kneeling by my twin
sister's bedside. I stared at her deathly pale face, her quickened breathing
which came out in gasps, and her limp, fragile body. She was smiling at me only
a few hours ago. The doctors hustled here and there, ignoring me. Little did
they know how much I could understand for a seven year old.
The
doctor continued, "Plus if we have an operation, we will need blood. This
little girl's blood type is a very rare type, and I don't see how we can
replace it since we don't have the type in this hospital."
Standing
up, Eron exclaimed, "She can take mine! You can use mine!"
"Don't
be silly," the doctor shushed. "Donors have to be a legal age of 16 or older.
You're just a little boy."
"But
she's my sister! She's my twin sister! We have the same blood type. I
want to save her! I promised I'll always be by her side!"
"Little
boy, I don't think you understand. Her situation is really grave. There's not
much that can be done, and giving your blood isn't going to help. And we can't
endanger you, as well. So, be a good boy and wait outside."
One
of the nurses took hold of his arm. "NO! Let go of me! Tell me what's going to
happen to Erika, tell me!"
The
doctors just looked at the boy sadly. Then, they ran over to the pulse reader.
The
nurse said, "Doctor, her heart beat is becoming more faint. At this rate…"
"Look,
we're trying our best! Bring me the operation equipment!"
Even
in her unconscious state, Erika was dimly aware of what was going around her.
Her chest felt like it was being torn apart. Her body felt so numb and
helpless… So helpless. Tears gathered at the brim of her eyes. She
heard Eron's shouting. She hated herself. Why am
I so weak and pathetic? I'm always making my twin brother worry. Why couldn't I
have been normal, and be strong and healthy? I hate myself. What's the point of
living if I'm only causing pain to Eron?
"Her
heart beat's still slowing down! The operation… is… unsuccessful." The
doctor stated in distress as he set down the equipment.
"You
liars! You said you were going to try your best!" Eron shouted in rage. "You're
just giving up?!"
"Boy,
there's nothing more we can do. All we can do is just leave things to fate and
God," the doctor replied, slowly filing out of the room with the nurses.
"NO!
ERIKA! ERIKA CAN'T DIE!" Eron yelled through tears, pounding on the
doctors leg. Gently, the doctor pushed him aside. Eron collapsed onto the
floor.
Tears
poured out of Erika's shut eyes. Her breath came in short gasps and already her
head began to feel fuzzy. No! She can't give in. She had promised Eron that
they will always be together. Eron was crying. He never cried in front of her
before. To her, he always showed a bright, smiling face. She couldn't
disappoint Eron. I wish I was strong, so that I
don't have to cause Eron any worry. I wish I was healthy so that I don't have
to be trapped in the hospital. Why do I have to be so weak? Why is life so
unfair?! I don't want to die so soon. Yet, my body doesn't follow my orders…I
want to live. I want to live on and stay by Eron's side and cause him no more
problems. I'm so scared, so scared of dying and being parted from Eron.
Then,
came a mysterious, deep woman's voice. "Do you want to live, my little one? Do
you want to become strong and powerful?" The voice was so powerful as it rang
in her head.
Yes! I want to be strong and live on. I want to protect my
brother from now on!
"I
can give you the power to do so, little Erika."
Who are you? How do you know my name?
"I've
always watched over you and your twin. I've been waiting a long time for you
now. I am your far off ancestor, dating from the time of the Five Force
Magicians. Years ago, my brother and I were betrayed by people we called
friends. People we trusted and thought we could count on. Yet, they all turned
their backs on us. You must understand what it feels like to have the whole
world turn a cold back on you, young as you are. You were abandoned as a baby.
You lived in a poor meager orphanage, which abused you. All the other children
made you an outcast because you were different. The hospital didn't care more
or less whether you die or not. The only person who you care for is your twin
brother, but you've only caused him worry and pain so far. Well, I am very
powerful, but I need a mortal person of my heritage to follow my will to
finally pay back what I was waiting for to avenge for generations. I can make
you powerful, Erika, if you're willing to accept it."
Please, I'll do anything to become strong! I don't want to be
weak anymore. I don't want for onii-chan to have to worry and look after me.
"Then,
are you willing to accept my soul into your body?"
Yes! I want to live and never be parted from my twin.
"You're
a brave little girl, my young ancestor. Just the one I was waiting for in a
generation. From now on, you are the chosen Dark One of the Chang. Accept your
new powers and ordain our wishes, and you won't live to regret it."
There
was a flash of blinding white light surrounding Erika's limp body. For a
moment, she levitated in the air. Then a piercing feeling rippled through her
whole body and she felt as if she was being torn to pieces. She let out a
scream coming from the inner torture as a new substance filled her blood,
mixing in with the stream of her body. A penetrating pop came from her right
ear.
Finally,
she lay back on her hospital bed. Her whole body felt vigorous and strong as
she had never felt before. She fingered her right earlobe, which throbbed. In
it was inserted a single circular pigeons blood red ruby stud earring. One of
the Five Force Treasures. Suddenly, she realized that she seemed to have so
much more knowledge and awareness before. Slowly, she sat up, tearing away the
tubes which were attached to her arm. She gazed at a strange stone, which was
shaped like and eye that hung around her neck. When she gazed into the
strangely shifting black stone, she almost felt hypnotized by it. She knew that
the mysterious woman's soul was sealed into this stone that hung from a choker
around her neck. At an early stage, she learned that it was impossible to take
off that necklace. Yet, that didn't matter.
Erika's
eyes glistened… Eron… I'm no longer weak. From
now on, I'm going become strong and you'll never have to worry about me again.
In
the meantime, outside the hospital room, a deep man's voice echoed through
Eron's head. "Don't you feel so helpless and powerless to do anything? Don't
you wish you were more powerful, so that you can help your sister?"
Lifting
his head, which had been buried in his arms, he stared around him to find out
where the voice came from. Yes… But who are you?
"I
am your far off ancestor from the Chang family. I have come to make you
powerful. Will you accept my offer?"
Anything to save Erika and keep my promise to her. I promised
her that we'll always be together. I don't want to break my word.
"You
have power inside you. However, it is weak, so weak and it hasn't awakened yet.
All you have to do is accept my soul into your body. It won't make a difference
to you. Just, the power inside you will awaken… And you will gain my knowledge.
Then you will always keep your word and look after your twin. Do you accept my
offer?"
Most
certainly. Eron looked straight ahead with burning golden eyes, which
still flowed with tears. I want to save Erika. I
want to keep my promise to her.
Seconds
later, he fingered a ruby earring in his left ear. He hadn't changed, yet he
had. The soul of the mysterious man hung from a black cord around his neck,
sealed inside a strange black stone. It felt heavy around his neck, and his
body felt a strange sort of fire running through his veins. Yet, now, he was no
longer afraid of anything. He was powerful.
Soon
after the twins gained their special powers, they came to an understanding that
they would have to fight against Li Syaoran and Kinomoto Sakura, also with Five
Force Magician ancestors. For the next years, Eron and Erika traveled from
place to place, learning new things about their powers, not to mention
strengthening it. Their ancestors told them that they were yet far from
reaching their full capacity. By then, they realized that they were no longer
'normal' children. Though they still attended school every so often, they
realized that they were different from others. They chose to stick together and
distrust anyone else.
Six
years later, they returned to Tomoeda as the legendary Dark Ones and become the
source behind all of Sakura's problems.
End of flashback…
~~~~~~
Sighing,
Erika leaned against the wall. Most of the times, she tried not to think about
her childhood and how she came to be who she was now. Well, it was hard to
imagine someone so self-confident and surly as she was had suffered from
illness and spent most of her time in the hospital as a child. It didn't matter
anymore. She was only fifteen; she still had plenty of time to make up what she
had lost during childhood.
Even
as Eron questioned her about her tendency to jump from one guy to another, she
brushed it off lightly. She realized earlier that she could no longer express
her feelings with her innocent childhood frankness and earnestness to Eron.
Deep in her heart, her twin brother meant the world for her, and he was the
reason for her existence. Eron was the only person in the whole wide world that
she actually trusted and believed in. Sad to say, but he was also her only
friend.
Yet
now, even though her heart felt one thing, her words and action all came out
wrong. She and Eron were now prone to criticizing and teasing each other. Erika
tried to act laid back and uncaring; Eron tried to act even more laid back and
uncaring. Somehow, she felt that they weren't being completely honest with each
other anymore because they took each other for granted.
Still,
she saw the slight pang in Eron's gold eyes as he watched Sakura. It wasn't
often, yet Erika glimpsed what she thought was slight wistful, maybe even sad
feeling in her twin. She wondered why.
Sometimes,
she did understand it though.
"Erika!
Aren't you coming to PE?" Sakura called, running down the hall.
Turning
her nose in the air, Erika replied, "What do you think I'm doing now? I'm
walking to class."
"Okay!"
Sakura exclaimed, running after Tomoyo. "Tomoyo-chan, wait up!"
"Oh
ho ho ho! Today, I'm going to video-tape Sakura showing her wonderful athletic
skills" Tomoyo stated. Those two were the best of friends.
For
the tenth time, Erika thought that PE was a waste of time. She stood around
while her team members ran around playing basketball. Maybe it was because she
had absolutely no team cooperation and no idea why anyone should run around and
pass ball to each other, getting all sweaty. She couldn't understand why they
called it fun. Maybe it was because when she was little, she couldn't run
around because she wasn't supposed to overuse her heart. All the same, she
stared discontentedly as Sakura shot an excellent basket from the air and all
the students cheered. Erika stared at Sakura' smiling face as she wiped the
sweat from her brows.
Now,
the ball was in play again. Eron had the ball. Then, out of nowhere swept out
Syaoran, who neatly stole away the ball and dribbled it to the other side.
Quickly, the other team members marked him as he came closer to the basket.
When Syaoran realized that there was no one to pass to, he stepped back. Then,
with perfect form, he jumped up and shot a 3-pointer. The ball cleanly swept
into the basket with a swish. "Go Syaoran!!!" Erika squealed. When Eron shot
her a nasty look, she stuck out her tongue at him. Well, Syaoran was cute,
enemy or not.
When Sakura got her hands on the ball again, she came dribbling up to the
basket, near where Erika was standing.
Someone
from her team shouted, "Erika, do something!"
Instantaneously,
Erika tried to block Sakura: the first thing she'd done all throughout the
game. At that moment, Sakura tried to dodge, and in result sprained her right
ankle. She collapsed onto the floor. Everyone crowded around at once.
Surprised,
Erika bent down and said, "Ah… Err… I'm sorry…" She expected Sakura to accuse
her of deliberately tripping her (which Erika had thought about doing before,
but this time, she truly didn't do anything.)
Smiling
up at her, Sakura replied, "Why are you sorry? It's my fault I fell. Clumsy me,
he he… No wonder my brother calls me a clumsy monster. So stupid of me…" She
gritted her teeth as her ankle began to swell, yet that smile didn't falter.
With
rounded golden flecked hazel eyes, Erika tilted her head and gazed at Sakura
suspiciously. What was wrong with this girl? How can she smile when she's in
pain?
"'Scuse
me, 'scuse me," Syaoran said as he pushed his way through the crowd of students
on the court. Then quickly kneeling on the gym floor and examining her foot,
Syaoran scolded, "You should have been more careful! You sprained your ankle on
the same spot as that time you fell down the stairs last spring. I told you to
be careful on that leg! Here, I'll carry you to the infirmary."
"Ah,
it's okay…" Sakura stammered. "I can walk."
"Oh,
shut up. Listen to me before it gets worse. I have no intention of carrying you
all the way home, so…"
On
they squabbled, all they way to the infirmary with Sakura hopping on one leg
and Syaoran trying to support her. Halfway through, he grew impatient and completely
swept her off her feet and carried her away.
"Hoe-e!
Syaoran! Let go! It's embarrassing!" Sakura protested as Syaoran carried her
with ease.
"Oh
shush. You can't walk. You should be thankful I'm carrying you!" Syaoran
retorted, yet still holding her so gently.
When
Eron raised an eyebrow at Erika, she replied, "No, I didn't make her fall on
purpose! Okay, I admit I did it last time to sabotage her audition for
'Star-Crossed' but this time was purely an accident."
"Yeah,
yeah," muttered Eron, grinning mischievously.
Gazing
at Syaoran carrying Sakura, followed by a group of friends made Erika sigh,
though. She gazed at Syaoran scolding Sakura, while at the same time carrying
her in his arms like a doll… How annoying they all were.
Yet,
she was slightly envious.
******
Later
that evening, Erika asked Eron, "Do you like Sakura? I mean really like her?"
"W-what
kinda question is that?" stammered Eron.
"You
can be truthful with me. I'm your twin sister. I know everything about you."
"Why
do you want to know something like that, all of a sudden? It's not like you."
"I
wonder… If you didn't have special powers, if you weren't the Chosen Dark One,
would you be leading a normal life now, with friends, a girlfriend, and just
regular teenage stuff? And would you have enjoyed that better?" Erika gazed up
earnestly.
"Well,
I've led a different life from others… yet I don't mind. Because I have having
you by my side is the most important thing. If we didn't take the road of
having special powers… you wouldn't be here with me today to endure through
life together. And no matter what, I would be unhappy then." Eron looked up and
smiled sincerely. "I'm never going to break my promise to you Erika. I swore
back when the doctors and nurses had given up, I swore that I would do anything
to let you life, and that I was always going to stay by your side from then
on."
For
a second, Erika's eyes turned misty. "You remembered our promise…"
"Of
course! Erika, why do you think I've lasted this long, struggled this hard, and
turned so crooked?" Wistfully, Eron grasped the black stone around his neck, as
if it was choking him. "It's so that I can be with you and watch over my little
twin sister."
For
the first time in ages, Erika found that she had tears in her eyes. Quickly,
she turned her face from her twin, and wiped her face with her sleeves. What's
wrong with me? I swore I would never show a weak face to Eron again! Then she
spun around, smiling. "Eron. Let's win this fight together. Let' win and avenge
the cause of our ancestors' misery. Then everything will be all right. Then, we
can be like normal twins."
Plucking
a blood red rose from the vase, Eron held it to his nose. "I don't know if we
will ever be what people call normal. But, we will win, Erika. Nothing will
prevent us from winning. Nothing."
Erika
listened to his smooth, confident words as he Eron gripped the rose tightly
into his fist. Yet, his hands were trembling, and his bangs were covering his
eyes as his head was bent down. She could have sworn that a single drop of
water dropped onto the crimson rose petal.
Without
much thought, Eron flung the limp flower onto the flower and tread on it.
Staring at it, Erika bent down and she murmured softly, "Yet… Sometimes, I
think we've been wrapped up in being evil and causing misery for other for so
long…" Gently, she picked up the crushed rose and held it to her chest. "I
think we've forgotten the real reason for living…" Standing up again, she
looked at Eron questioningly.
Heaving
a long sigh, Eron took the rose and set it back into the vase filled with
water. "Even if I put this crushed rose back into the vase full of water, with
the other fresh roses, it is already damaged beyond repair. Why this rose out
of all other roses? Yet, somehow, it turned out to be this rose to be singled
out and crushed; it's distinct from the other beautiful roses. Unless there is
a miracle, this rose will fade away and die."
Slowly,
Eron let a single strand of power flow from the tip of his fingers to the stem
of the limp rose. Immediately, the rose sparked up, spreading its ruby red
petals in full bloom, larger and more radiant than others. It spread out new
green leaves from it's stem and stood out from the other red roses. "Well, I
took the choice of the miracle. Yet, accepting a miracle means that I choose a
different path from others. So definitely, I have to make sacrifices, also."
In
a few minutes, the other roses in the vase cringed and turned away from the
single vivid crimson rose. In a matter of a few more minutes, only that rose
remained in bloom; the others wilted and hung limply around the vase. The
scarlet rose was beautiful to withhold, yet somehow, it looked so lonely in the
midst of a vase full of brown, withered flowers. Turning to Erika, Eron continued,
"Yet, even though I took a path different than others, I have no regrets. If I
was asked to make the same choice all over again, this is still the life I
would pick, Erika."
******
Eventually,
we shall win. We have to win this fight before we are completely lost in
darkness. Hundreds of times, we have asked ourselves, why are we doing this?
Why are we living like this?
Well,
it is for our ancestors who were betrayed by the unfriendly world. It is also
for the little siblings of gone by days who had been abandoned by everyone and
left to die. It is for us, the Legendary Chosen Twins who chose to have power;
the power to enable us to live on and the power to avenge those who have made
our lives miserable.
. . .
But
most of all it is because we made a promise, so long ago, that we will always
be by each other's side, to endeavor through good times and hard times and to
survive together.
And
we live to keep that promise.
Wish-chan:
He he... In this special story, I kinda took a different point of view, I
guess. Believe it or not, I like both Eron and Erika. I was really glad when
people said they liked my 'evil characters.' But, then again, if you don't like
Erika, I don't blame you. I guess this short story gives insight to these two
bad ones. However, if you look at things from their view, they're not that bad,
eh? Hmm, one thing I wanna point out is that Erika and Eron are not
'reincarnations' of the original Dark Ones of the Chang family. (For example,
Eriol is the reincarnation of Clow Reed.) Erika and Eron were born as normal
twins (however, they possessed special powers, thought they didn't realize it
at first, kinda like Sakura. What caused them to become the legendary Dark Ones
is because they are being controlled/ following the orders of the spirts of the
Chang Magician... But this was their own choice. Oh yeah, who would have
thought that of Erika? You might notice I start out the story with both their
voices, then focus on Eron, have the flashback, focus on Erika, then end with
both their voices. He he... Just something I wanted to point out. This story is
by no means their complete story... It is just a glimpse... Plus, there are
still many mysteries of the past of the Five Force Magicians. But I hope this
story gave a better understanding of the two twins.
He
he... And by no means am I saying that these two are good people. They're still
the villains. : ). But still, they are human.
There
were glimpses of S+S in between, eh? I bet people always wondered what was going
on in Eron and Erika's mind when they saw these two. ^_^. And this story
happens sometime in the summer, when Sakura is still staying over at Syaoran's
house.
Oh
yeah, I'll get up a fanart of these two soon...
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