Pretty Little Captor. (A Card Captor Sakura and Pretty Little Liar crossover.)

Chapter 5: Ali?!

Syaoran and Toby were working on getting into he bathroom to help Alison and get her to safety.

But as they tried to get the door open, it would slam shut again.

"What is this?" Syaoran questioned.

"Who knows. This whole place is-"

"I know." Syaoran rolled his eyes. "But my cousin wanted this to be a safe place. Not like she wanted this to be a bunker to be trapped in during an apocalypse." He said.

Although, he wouldn't put it past her with her obsession of zombies and other supernatural monsters. That's Meiling for you.

"Sorry. I just knew something was bad." Toby said.

"Well, it ain't Sakura's fault." He said. He's willing to defend his best friend from Toby. He doesn't care about how he's doing the same to Spencer. Knowing a little of their history from Alison and his half sister, Jenna, Syaoran isn't a fan of may other people.

Sure he may be a hypocrite but again, he doesn't care.

"Why do you hate Sakura so much?" Syaoran asked.

"Why do you defend her so much? I mean she's-"

"ONE more word, better be a wise one." Syaoran said growling.

Toby then closed his mouth.

They were silently staring at each other till...

"Hello?" And she spoke in a weak voice.

"Ali?" Toby called.

"Alison!" Syaoran yelled trying to open the door.

"Syaoran? Toby? What happened?" Alison asked.

"The power went out. We're trying to get you out." Syaoran explained.

"Okay." Her voice was shaky.

"Is everything okay in there Alison?" Toby asked.

"I don't think she's okay if she's trapped in there!" Syaoran snapped.

Inside, Alison was under some rubble with a bleeding leg and a note with one letter on it.

A

She knew what this meant. And it also meant that her friends were in danger. On top, Sakura, Syaoran, and Mike and Toby were in here too.

This was a whole new ball game. And she was struck out of it. Whatever it was.

"I'm fine. Just a little dark in here." She lied. She was a pretty good LIAR after all.

She ripped up some her cloths she had to wrap around her wound on her leg. She had to be able to walk to get out. Who knew she'd be trapped in a bathroom in a studio.

"Okay. Let's try..." Alison clenched her teeth as she attempted to stand up and look around. It was dark and full of dust, and almost hard to move with everything around her.

There was a mirror with meant the sinks were there, almost there. And the stalls...were all smashed in. Good thing she wasn't in one of them when this whole thing collapsed.

But the question that was going through Alison's mind was, why was A here? Or even alive?

Either way, Alison wasn't letting this ruin her life. Not again.