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The 7th Warrior Trilogy
The Beginning
Chapter 4
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" I will."
" You, Syaoran? Alright, then. Stand here. Good. Now relax."

Mr. Terada placed his hand above Syaoran's forehead, and closed his eyes. Syaoran continued to watch.

" Concentrate...now I want you to clear your mind of everything, except the word magic."
"...Uh huh."
" DON'T answer me. Just do it."
"..."
" Now, I want you to concentrate on the very first picture that comes to mind when you think magic."

Syaoran's eyes scrunched closed. He focused, tuning out all other sounds. It was then that he realized how hard it was. Noises that originally seemed almost inaudible now blasted out like they were turned up. The quiet rhythmic rumbling of the station, was now a blasting roar like a jackhammer. Breathing had become loud and rasping. Suddenly, he felt a horrible pain behind his eyes. Almost like the nerves were being dissolved. He let out a strangled cry, then tried to tune out the pain. But, the more he tried to avoid it, the more the pain seemed to increase. Mr. Terada's face had changed from kind, to fierce and commanding.

" Syaoran, I want you to concentrate on my voice. Do you understand?"
"...trying..."
" Now, whatever you do, don't try to ignore the pain. That will only increase its greatness. Syaoran! Don't! Do not try to ignore the pain. No matter how great! You must float in it. Do not push against it. Syaoran! Do you hear me? Syaoran! Stay with me! Don't lose to it!"

It was becoming too great. He fell to the floor, clutching his head. His eyes were squeezed shut, and tears escaped. Someone kneeled down next to him, but he was oblivious. Sakura! With little thought, she placed her hand on Syaoran's temple. Slowly, she closed her eyes. He struggled with invisible forces, but she held tight.
[ Syaoran. Can you hear me?]
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Syaoran screamed again. He was floundering in an ocean wide. Something was sucking him down, like quicksand. He looked frantically for something to cling to, but all was smooth rippling ocean. He swam for all that he could, but there was no land in sight. His limbs tired, and the pain returned as soon as he stopped. It overwhelmed him like a suffocating blanket, choking the air from him. Slowly, he was sinking into it; his body shutting down to protect itself. His brain was going fuzzy. So, this was what it was to be magic. His body was being swallowed. But, wait....

[ Syaoran, can you hear me?]

That voice. Someone was calling him? He looked around, and saw to his amazement and fear the ocean of pain drain away. All around, everything was going white as he regained consciousness.
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Syaoran found himself on a hospital bed inside the sick bay. He got up, and realized that his vision was still slightly fuzzy. Rubbing his eyes, he found to his relief that it cleared up. There was something going on outside. He looked around. It was a single room, with a vase of flowers by his bed. Looking down, he noticed that he still wore the uniform. Just as well. He remembered the noises outside, and looked out his door. It was Mr. Terada, and he was arguing with a rather tall and angry man.

" Touya, I assure you that she is perfectly fine."
" You call a coma perfectly fine! I don't know what kind of teacher you are!"

Syaoran decided he didn't like this man very much. But, wait. Someone was in a coma? Who?

" Touya, she will be healthy in a day or so. It's just a little brain over drive."
" Terada, you are really pushing it!!! She is lying on a bed unconscious, and you treat her like a computer! Did you hear what the doctors said?!!! Near death!!! Little chance of survival!!! I swear, Terada, if she dies, I will personally hunt you down."
" Her brain will repair itself."
" And what about that boy? Had you not performed your cockamammy ritual on him, Sakura wouldn't be like this!"

Syaoran gasped. Sakura was in a coma because of him? What happened? That voice! It was hers! But, why? He quickly walked over to Mr. Terada. Touya stopped talking, and gave one last glare at Mr. Terada before storming away. The teacher turned to Syaoran.

" Well, Syaoran. It's good to see you up."
" Mr. Terada. What happened?"
" You had a little accident. Nothing serious."
" No, I want details. What happened?"
" (sigh). You lost control of your mind. The pain overwhelmed you. You began to hallucinate. Sakura helped you."
" How?"
" Well, it turns out she's not a Duea. She's a Tria. She has three powers. One's a healing power. What I can't figure out is how she could be sent into a coma. The energy drain of healing magic is not that strong. It couldn't have weakened her system so badly as that she couldn't handle the pain...Hmmm..."
" Can I see her?"
" Yes. The others are in there too."
" Thanks."

Syaoran walked in, and looked at the pale, sullen figure on the bed. She was wearing a hospital gown, and a machine was linked to her monitoring her heart beat. Bedeep............Bedeep...
It scared Syaoran to watch it. His anxiety would raise, and he would watch, waiting for the next signal indicating her heart was still fighting. Tomoyo was weeping, and Eriol was trying to control the urge to hold her. No need. She ran outside, and Eriol followed. Syaoran let them pass, then stared at Meilin and Marc. They didn't seem to care, and Syaoran was bubbling with fury. The bubble burst as Marc spoke.

" That was a pretty stupid thing she did. Didn't even think about the consequences. Absolutely foolish. To save such an idiot boy."

That was the last straw. WHAM!
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Marc was dazed for a second. He lay against the far wall, blood trickling down his lower lip.

" Syaoran!" Meilin rushed to Marc's aide, but he shoved her off.
" What the heck was that for?!!!" Marc shouted.

Syaoran stood heaving for a second, oblivious to the throbbing in his fist.

" I don't care if you insult me," He hissed," But, if you're going to insult her you're going to have to deal with me. What's the matter, Marc? Jealous that she was braver then you? Envious that she got the teacher's respect before you? Mad that she's courageous enough to do something you wouldn't dare?"
" What do you care, kid?" Marc said wiping his lip.
" Answer me!"
" Alright. You want an answer? I can't stand her! One stupid action and she's already the hero around here. Everyone respects her now, including that damn teacher! And you know what? I think she's a freak! You heard what Mr. Terada said. She's got three powers, which is almost unheard of. So, that makes her a freak. Even among magic people. She's a dult! But, hey, she's cute. I guess something had to be sacrificed for her pretty looks, eh?"
" You say that again and you'll get more then a cracked lip!"
" What's the matter, Syaoran? Can't handle the truth?"
" Get out!"
" Come on, babe. Let's leave Mr. Cool alone with his girlfriend."
" She's not his girlfriend!" Meilin muttered.
" Not for long she won't be..."
" OUT!" Syaoran bellowed so that even Marc winced.

Marc dragged Meilin out, and Syaoran continued to heave for a second. His raging soul quieted, and he walked back to Sakura's side. He stared at her again, and to his own amazement, cried. Tears streaked down his cheek, and he fell like a ragdoll next to Sakura's bedside.

" I'm sorry, Sakura. I really am..."
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