Stroking her hand over the silvery surface of her mirror, Yamino Shimi seemed the picture of elegance, of perfection. That was true, yet at the same time, far from it. Shimi was like a mirror herself, sometimes like this, other times like that. It was why she was herself, not her twin, not her idol.
She held out her hand and concentrated. Instantly, what appeared to be a playing card materialized in her hand. It was no playing card however, it was a Dosei card. Hallucination was embroidered at the bottom of it and slim fingers caressed the image atop it.
It was put atop the mirror and a blurred reflection of a colored figure appeared upon it. It was unable to read and Shimi put it down with a sigh. That most likely meant that it was not a card or it was to powerful to be detected like that. Oh well. "SHIMI!"
Her twin's yell broke her out of her reverie. Clad in black lingerie, Shimi looked hardly ready for her first day of college. Snapping her fingers, a school fuku appeared on her, but the skirt was just a tad too short. Shimi grinned wickedly.
It would annoy the heck out of Dokumi.
It already was. Dokumi looked just a little annoyed Shimi noted to herself. "Shi-mi! Can't you wear anything decent?" Dokumi looked scandalized. Well, she was, Dokumi reasoned with herself. Scandalized over what? Shimi mentally pleaded innocent with her twin.
Non-magical mortals are so fun to play with! Shimi whined, making Dokumi's small store of patience begin to fray. Shimi never listened! Not to anyone! Not even to Okaa-san...
"Let's go!" Shimi smiled brightly and Dokumi groaned. Whenever Shimi smiled like this it always symbolized trouble. And trouble it was most likely going to be. The two walked out of the dormitory, each holding a shoulder backpack: Shimi's black; Dokumi's blue.
And so the room was empty once more.
The hand mirror sitting on Shimi's neatly made bed shined with a deep light. Flashing for a moment, it disappeared only to reappear once more, the shine gone. The Dosei card left on the bed lay there untouched, its owner not fearing thievery beause of the ancient magical charms placed upon it by its creator.
Power was again seeping through.
FALLEN ANGEL, SILENT PRIESTESS
SHI NO TSUKIMITSU
{DEATH OF MOONLIGHT}
SAKURA:
Dancing away in this world filled with agony
Makes me feel so alone... Then I
Think of those things that make me feel whole!
Dancing away... the death of moonlight shines!
Shadows dancing on a pinkish ray of light
I always, always, always feel alone!
Sakura holds up her Star Staff and the cards come to stand by her.
SYAORAN:
Lying again and again, I never thought I'd feel this way before
What's done is done and we cannot fix it!
Flying away on a cloud sounds so far away
I used to think life had a happy ending but now...
I can see that the world will come tumbling down
But now that I know, I can say, I wish I never knew!
Syaoran holds up his double edged sword and the cards come to stand by him.
TOMOYO:
Life isn't wonderful, I know that's true
Dancing away on a cloud of dead moonlight!
Why did the moonlight die? I know, oh, I know...
Life is a precious flitting butterfly and it doesn't go away
But now that I know half my life's been in vain
I must say, for me it's a CURSE!
Tomoyo stands on a shadowy purple background holding a wand topped with a violet star.
FALLEN ANGEL, SILENT PRIESTESS
Disclaimer:
No I do not own the original CCS characters. Blah, blah, blah and yadda yadda.
Oh, you should listen to Komm, Susser Todd during this episode. You can download it at sailormoon-millennia.net under Sailormoon Neo soundtracks. Its under there somewhere. Its great for almost every episode! But you should start listening right now. The beginning doesn't need it. In fact, I'm listening to it now. Maybe that's why this chapter is filled with depression. Although that might also stem from me reading Sailormoon Neo (a GREAT story) last night and writing some of this. Its a depressing story, but really well written. You REALLY should listen to Komm, Susser Todd. Especially when reading this Syaoran part right after a battle. It makes the whole story 50x worse/better. In my twisted mind, I think its better. But others might think its worse. See for yourself!
Episode Three
The Dangerous Power of Our New Ally
The Quest Within Ourselves
Sakura! Nooooo! SAKURA! Trembling, Li Syaoran awoke with a start. Thank Kami it had all been a dream. Sakura couldn't die, she couldn't. No! Not while he was here to protect her.
Sakura... He had finally returned to her. After eight long years of training, he had been allowed to return. Well, it was mostly because the Dosei cards had been released but... He still came back, and that was what mattered.
Syaoran pulled a school fuku off the floor and shrugged it on. A pair of emerald green pants and a black shirt with a tie on it. An emerald green blazer finished off the outfit. Pausing to stick his head in his cousin's room, Ryuu was ready, he picked up a briefcase and ran out the door.
Class would be beginning and he didn't want detention. Then again, he usually got detention when cards of some sort were released. He sweatdropped. Hopefully that wouldn't happen again. It was just a little too likely. It always happened.
He reached his first period classroom and paused at the doorway. This was it. He walked in smoothly and effortlessly and paused to take a seat in the back row of the room. Just then, Kinomoto Sakura walked in with Daidoujii Tomoyo, chatting happily.
Tomoyo said something, and Sakura smiled. Syaoran felt his heart melt. How was it that she could be so kawaii all the time? Then Sakura noticed him and immediately a cross between a smile and a frown appeared on her face. Tomoyo scowled darkly. This ruined her chances.
Sakura rushed over to a seat next to him and threw her bookbag on the back of the chair. She turned herself around to face him. "What have you got to say for yourself Syaoran?" Syaoran smiled slightly at the use of his name. She didn't hate him.
"I'll tell you later because Sensei's here." He grinned roguishly and Sakura couldn't help blushing. He always tied her mind in knots. A black haired girl walked in chatting with a mahogany haired girl laughing about something.
*****
Sakura gasped. Just like the girl that caught that rogue card! Syaoran noted her shock and she turned to him with a look that clearly stated 'I'll tell you later when you tell me why you took so long.' Syaoran nodded.
Sensei began to speak. All eyes were riveted to him. "As you now know, you are entering your first year of college. College is one of the most important periods of your life..." Tomoyo yawned and rubbed her eyes. "Daidoujii! Stand outside with a bucket of water on your head!"
Tomoyo groaned softly. Sakura was shocked. Tomoyo never yawned in class. Tomoyo was always bright and alert, more alert that Sakura herslef. What had happened? She watched as the raven-haired girl took a silver hand mirror out of her shoulder bag and chant something silently.
A dim flash broke out. Sakura watched as some sort of image appeared on it. The girl shook her head and frowned. Something was wrong! "Kinomoto! Yamino! Out in the hall!" Sensei barked at the duo. The girl frowned just as Sakura herself did. "You too Li!"
He yelled at an unsuspecting Syaoran, who was deciphering something. Syaoran pointed his finger at the book and it disappeared from normal sight. Then he, too, walked out of the room. Sighing, Sakura braced herself. She sensed something.
Nothing happened. Sakura sighed in relief. Whatever it was wasn't attacking yet. "Ne, Syaoran? Why did you leave?" Syaoran stiffened uncomfortably. "The clan was in trouble and my..." he paused for a moment trembling. Sakura mentally berated herself. Whatever had happened must have been bad.
"father was sick. Then he died. The clan needed me. Gomen." Sakura refrained from rushing at him and embracing him. She couldn't. Not now. Not yet. She pointed to the black haired girl. "What kind of card was that?"
The girl smiled. "A card of Dosei. The all-powerful cards that draw energy from the planets." Sakura stepped back, hypnotized. The bucket of water she was holding almost fell, but she snapped back into action just at the right time. "Dosei..." Syaoran puased thoughtfully.
"I remember the legend of the Dosei cards. It went--" Syaoran was cut off by the sound of Tomoyo's high heeled shoes clacking against the tiled floor. She was walking back into the classroom. "What did I do?" Sakura shrugged. She had no clue about what Syaoran could have done to Tomoyo.
"Syaoran, I--" she was cut off by Sensei rudely demanding they return back to class now. Shimi winked at Sakura secretly. Dosei... Sakura's feet moved automatically back to the classroom. Legends... Her own heeled shoes clacked upon the floor. prophecies...
*****
Splash!
Ripples cascaded past a tiny hindrance on the vision pool. Tsukimi had tapped it lightly with her staff and the picture of Sakura had disappeared from sight. Tsukimi's lavender eyes narrowed and on her face was a look of immense concentration.
So the young Card Captors knew!
No matter, she would deal with them easily. But the image of the raven haired girl slicing at the ethereal vortex that bound the cards to their card forms... It would not fade easily. Even now, Tsukimi could see that vision in her mind, taunting her...
It was deception! it was trickery! An illusion! Tsukimi gripped her staff tightly and a nearly invisible misty tear fell onto the vision pool, shattering it again into ripples. The magic wielded by Tsukimi was immense yet, the power radiating from those teens... Unconscious powers reaching out at her, taunting her because she would never have what they possessed...
It was cruel of Tsukimi to hate them over that alone... but the unknowing descendants of the Five... How annoying they were! Yamino Shimi, Kinomoto Sakura, Li Syaoran, Yamino Dokumi, Li Ryuu... Didn't they know how annoying they were, what inner torment their very existence caused her?
Her mother had died trying to put an end to the upstarts and Tsukimi would finish the buisiness that had led her mother to her inevitable death. She would! They would not get the better of her! No! NO! NOOOO!!!
She gripped her staff with both hands, willing the dark power to spread through her veis once again. From the doorway, Eriol was watching hidden in shadow. So Tsukimi knew of the One he had been called upon to steal power from...
*****
Darkness... It was what the future saw for Tomoyo. Tomoyo smled bitterly as she realized all her lost oppurtunities. Now that Syaoran was back again, she realized she never really had a chance, and she wouldn't now. There was just something stopping her. She looked to the back of the classroom where Syaoran and Sakura were half whispering-half note-passing to each other.
She tossed her head, letting her glossy black curls cascade over her shoulder. The purple bow that adorned her head matched perfectly with her big violet eyes. She just knew something was up that Sakura wasn't telling her; the way Sakura walked back into the room as if it wasn't her walking... Something was definitely up!
And that short midnight haired girl with her eerie red eyes... There was something weird about her... Honestly, "Yamino Shimi" was a dead giveaway. Who would name their child Death Beauty of Darkness. It didn't make sense. And yet it did. The name matched the girl perfectly and Tomoyo was sure she acted the part. The snob looked like a Goth poster girl.
And those strange people yesterday... All she had was this dim memory of an evil Sakura. But that wasn't really true... was it? Tomoyo was sure it couldn't be true. Sakura could never be evil. It just wasn't possible. There may be powers Tomoyo didn't understand, but she prided herself on her ability to "read" people.
She had been able to do this ever since she was a child. It was an odd ability; she had more control over it than most psychics! Sakura was magical, and as Sakura's second cousin twice removed, she could have magical power too! She had never told Sakura, earing it may raise Sakura's hopes unjustly. But she always had this odd feeling Li knew more about it than she did.
*****
Yamino Dokumi sweatdropped. Her sister was making a fool of herself again The outfit really helped make her look intelligent. The skirt was way too short, and Dokumi bet anything that was done on purpose. After all, 'Nothing happens by coincidence.' her twin's favorite saying. She also figured people thought Shimi looked like a Goth poster girl.
She couldn't blame them. She thought along the same lines. The only features Shimi and Dokumi shared was soft pale skin and almond-shaped eyes. Shimi had raven-black hair and almost pointed ears, sort of like an elves'. Dokumi had mahogany colored hair, like their mother, and normal ears. The only person Shimi even remotely resembled was their father, Yamino Shigeru.
Their father was the leader of the Yamino clan, strong and powerful. He was cold, almost inhuman; like Shimi. The same pointed ears and raven-black hair were among his features. He was extremely pale, yet he never ever got sick. He and Shimi were almost not even human. No emotion ever got though their icy barriers.
Dokumi prided herself on being cold and icy, yet at the same time being able to express her emotions at the right time. Shimi was always ice, always set in stone. And that brilliant garnet-set with gold and diamonds-choker didn't help much. The garnet matched almond-shaped red eyes and black hair.
"Yamino! Are you listening!" The rude and abrupt voice of Sensei broke through her thoughts. Dokumi mentally winced and replied with a quick 'Hai Sensei' and she answered his question. I can't wait till lunch break, she thought annoyedly. Same thoughts here, dear sister, Shimi's fluid mental responce shocked Dokumi a bit.
Were you eavesdropping? She asked sarcastically, a bit annoyed. No, you were broadcasting your thoughts like a too loud radio, was Shimi's reply, Dokumi frowned. That aura again!
*****
Harue smiled slowly, evilly. They did not know of her move. They did not know of her existence. "Harue-chan... Why do you do this...? This... This is to destroy--no, Silence--the world. To rule it? Is that what you want Harue, onee-chan?" The beautiful voice of Fuyue rang through her thoughs. Fuyue, her imouto...
Fuyue was the baby of the family, yet in some ways the most powerful. It might spring from the fact that when Fuyue raised her voice you basically had to listen. Fuyue, with her voice of silver bells and her hair of the pale blue sky, everyone loved her. Akie appeared with a small pop just as Harue was preparing to answer her younger sister. "Fuyue-CHAN, remember that Master saved our lives."
Fuyue's icy white eyes blazed with anger. "That is not the truth! You're seeing a deception. You don't have the power to see through it." Natsue stepped in, lavender hair swaying slightly in a light breeze, "Fuyue-chan, we must do his bidding. Who are you accusing of being weak? You, Kourisei Fuyue, are weak. You bear emotion, whereas we bear none."
Fuyue's eyes flashed and her whole body seemed to disappear in shadows, leaving only her glowing white eyes. "We could have saved ourselves. We never needed the "Master"." She spoke cruelly, in a disturbing manner. Her three older sisters brushed her off to gossip. "I wonder how unbelievably cute Master is!" Harue, the second-oldest, squealed excitedly.
Behind them all, Fuyue watched with cold, tormented eyes. She couldn't take in any longer. Not anymore. She would leave her. She could. Who was to stop her? Her sisters wouldn't live long, not with the opponents they are up against. The "Master" couldn't do anything to stop her. She was the force of the Season sisters. Without her they were practically useless.
*****
The radio belted out the song Gloria, sung by Hayashibara Megumi{A.N. This song is REAL and so is its singer.} A chestnut-haired boy stood firm, heatedly arguing with an emerald eyed beauty. Both stubborn, set in their ways, set in stone. There was an aura of strong magic around each of them; the girl's pink; the boy's green. Clahing colors, beautiful colors. "I had to go!" the boy shouted.
"Iie. You didn't! You could've stayed!" the girl yelled back, equally as heatedly. Now cold bitter hatred and sweet remorse showed in the boy's soulful amber eyes. "It was my father. I wouldn't have come otherwise, but... but I thought I could help. I've gone through enough torment in my life to do without you. Sayanora." He was about to step out the door when the girl put a hand to reach out to him.
"No, Syaoran! Gomen nasai. I-I didn't mean it..." she said quietly, tears filling her brilliant emerald eyes. He turned back. "Gomen, its just--" Not letting him finish his sentence, the girl put her pink lips against his and their argument was forgotten in a display of raw emotion. Love met love. Sadness met remorse. Sorrow met forgiveness. Power met power. Lightning met its star.
It was pure heaven to the young couple, the feeling of togetherness; of belonging. Finally, they broke the kiss and Sakura looked with earnest up to Syaoran. She saw something in his eyes, something different she couldn't explain. Se wrapped her arms around him and he stroked her hair soothingly as she sobbed apologies into his chest.
Daidoujii Tomoyo opened the door and saw the couple's embrace. She closed her eyes and a tear splashed her face. She turned and ran back to her room, more tears spilling. She had lost! She had lost! This feeling of loneliness; it spread through her. She was always the shadow to the light; the denial to the hope. And yet she still thought she could win. She closed her dormitory door and started sobbing her heart out.
*****
There was something like satisfaction in her sadness, Tomoyo realized. She had only prolonged what was inevitable. No one could stop Fate. Fate, what a cruel mistress! She had wasted half her life for nothing. Would she ever be happy again? No, she wouldn't. Sadness was her comfort, pain her sanctuary. It had always been that way. There was TomoyoandSakura and Sakura. There was no Tomoyo.
There had never been.
So why was she here? She really and truly thought she didn't belong among the world of the living. Going through her drawers to find the silver knife she had kept for so long. What reason was there for her existence? Ne? What good did she do? She finally found the knife. Carefully extracting it from a pile of photos, she paused to glance at an old photo of her, Sakura, and Li.
Sakura and Li were smiling happily, wearing battle fuku. Li, in ceremonial robes and Sakura, in ceremonial robes of her own. Tomoyo was sitting beside the two in a kimono, smiling falsely. This strengthened her resolve. She had always lived a lie. Why should she continue? She held out the knife and brought it to her heart...
*****
Yamino Shimi smiled wickedly. Someone was on the warpath with them; that person would soon die. No one opposing her lived long. No one. She was the One with ultimate power to destroy, to kill. She killed, she destroyed. Everyone respected her; but no one really liked her. The only friend she had was her twin; the only friend she needed was her twin. Ripples, endless ripples.
These beautiful endless ripples. Would her battles never end? Destruction was endless; like death itself. The patterns of Fate were usually odd, but the web of Shimi's life was perhaps the oddest of all. Shimi was always battling;always fighting; always killing.
But this power, it wasn't as powerful as it should be. It seemed something was suppressing it; not letting it grow. It was mighty, no mistake there, but... The aura of destruction around it. Could it be? No... It couldn't. She wouldn't go for something like this. But still, this endless repetition of destruction...
Destruction... it was all she ever did; why she was shunned, unwanted. But she liked being alone. She was never lonely, never in pain. It was just, Shimi knew she wasn't human. She never was. Death, destruction... Her father probably wasn't either. Shimi wasn't normal, wasn't even close. Death, darkness... It was her life and it was her power. She was not a normal girl.
Power! That strange power she had been sensing all day. What was it? It wasn't a card. It wasn't a demon from the Deathly galaxy, a neighboring galaxy. What was it? Again, that strange question. It wasn't normal, and it was completely unknown because even she didn't know what it was. And she knew almost everything about everyhing magical in existence.
Almost everything.
*****
In the park on Konsakura campus, Itso-Yama was preparing its attack. Fear would reverberate along every inch of its targets if it succeeded. And it would succeed. It was kill or be killed. And Itso-Yama was going to kill. Holding its hands in front of what would be its chest it oncentrated and a multi-colored beam of light shot out and incinerated everyone on the campus park.
Far away from the park, five people sensed the destruction. Each came running onto the park. Kinomoto Sakura... Li Syaoran... Yamino Shimi... Li Ryuu... Yamino Dokumi... Its targets! These were those it was called upon to destroy. A multi-colored ray shot out at Sakura who evaded it quickly. Then one to Shimi, who merely let it come to her and then it was dissipated by a black aura surrounding her.
Itso-Yama was frustrated by its lack of destructive power. It called upon its creator and Harue gave it more power. Syaoran released his sword with a thought and sliced at it. Nothing happened. It wasn't affecting it at all! All five were stunned into silence.
Shimi ws the first to make a move. Summoning a windy vortex she chanted,
"Storm of power,
Storm of might!
Ancient darkness
Do as I command!"
She finished her spell and the storm began to rage nastily, coming out of its dark vortex. It damaged Itso-Yama a little, but not much. This shocked the young sorceress much. It wasn't even damaged by her powers! The storm continued its deadly rage, but it still didn't have much effect.
"Let me try!" A determined Sakura stepped forward. Holding out hr Clow pendant, she chanted,
"Key of darkness,
Star of Clow
I, Sakura, command you!
Release!"
There was a brilliant explosion, a beautiful flash of light, as Sakura grabbed her staff and twirled it expertly. Taking out a card, she chanted again,
"Fire card of Clow!
I command thee!
Do my bidding!
Release!"
Streams of fire erupted from under the wand's point and shot out at Itso-Yama. It was still barely affected. All five were again stunned. Sakura spoke, "But--But--We should have some effect on it!" The others nodded silently.
Shimi and Ryuu stepped forward together. Shimi spoke, "I know not what you are, nor who sent you. But I do know you will die. You will see it our way." "You are not destined to win. Fate has not commanded it." Ryuu added.
Shimi closed her vivid red eyes. A symbol began to appear under her feet.A red six pointed star within a black ten pointed star. A beautiful black border outlined it. The symbol of death! Under Ryuu, the same symbol appeared. The ancient sigil of darkness, the death to which stands before.
Two brilliant blasts of black light intertwined and made Itso-Yama disappear, a small crystal appeared. Just as Shimi reached out to grab the crystal, a red haired woman appeared. The woman was beautiful, ancient in a way. The lady spoke, "I am Harue, eldest of the Season sisters. I will see to it that you die!"
She snapped her fingers and the sigils disappeared. The pair still stood firm. "What do you want, Harue?" Shimi spoke her name as if it were sleaze. Harue growled menacingly. This girl would die! "I don't think I'll die." the girl laughed it off and Harue's rage intensified. Harue closed her eyes and a yellow blade appeared in her hand. The girl had her own black rapier.
The girl's black blade sang as it flew through the air and cut away Harue's blade. Harue blasted the girl with raw magic and the girl fell backward into the arms of a raven-haired boy. The sword disappeared in a flash of light and the five were angered. Harue sent another blast at that impudent girl and the girl and boy were sent reeling back.
"Kisama!" the girl's red eyes flashed black and everything went black. Then the black turned to red and Harue disappeared. The girl stood up with an inhuman smile. "She deserved the blow she was dealt." Only the voice was not Shimi's. It wasn't anyone's. It was the voice of Death. Shimi's eyes turned back to their normal red and she collapsed, unconscious. Dokumi rushed to her sister's side.
*****
That voice... it haunted everyone in their nightmares. The voice of death, of darkness. Death. Destruction. NO! It couldn't happen. The world would not be destroyed. SAKURA! She couldn't die. NO, she wouldn't. Death. Destruction. NO! Rubbing his eyes, Li Syaoran awoke from his nightmare. It was only a nightmare. Only a nightmare. Why had he fallen asleep?
He had grown tired while watching Shimi with Sakura and taken a slight rest. Only a slight rest. The bottoms of his mind fell out at the memory of the battle... That darkness, that destruction... He was glad he was not Harue. What had happened? To Harue? Was the dangerous power of his new ally that mighty?
Death... Was that who she really was? Were they ever really happy, was life ever really real? He felt so guilty. Betrayal... Denial... Falsity... Death... Darkness... Was that what all turned too? Was there happiness, life, love? In his heart of hearts, he knew everyone had lost everything. Everything. Himself, Sakura, Shimi, Ryuu, Dokumi... They had all lost faith, lost hope, lost happiness... Pride, Hatred, Evil... Was the greater evil around them in the battles they fought? Or, was it even inside of them? Was it truly within?
Was everyone evil at heart? Was no one kind, caring? No, they were all evil. They had all lost. Every single one of them. Sakura, Ryuu, Shimi, Dokumi, himself... They were all evil. The battle with the evil that threatened them was not fought outside of them; it was fought on the inside. It was a conflict within themselves, within their very essenses. Some embraced the darkness within, some fought it.
Syaoran fought it. He didn't have to be evil; he wouldn't. But he wanted to run away sometimes; he had already lost everything. Everything. Everything that mattered. If only her could turn back time and change that sad, sad past full of pride and hatred,. If only his father hadn't gotten sick, if only, if only...
The world was tumbling down around them, crumbling at their touch. It was all dissolving; all fading away. When he reached out to touch it her destroyed it. No one had one at life. No one.
No one...
*****
She couldn't do it. No, she couldn't do it. She couldn't even kill herself! Tomoyo began to sob uncontrollably. She was so weak. So weak... She was a coward... a coward! She hated herself, for her weakness, for her lack of will... Kami, she was so weak! Destruction... Death... Why couldn't she die? Why?
Her love would never be returned. She would never be loved. Never! She would die! Die! She had too! She needed too! She... wanted too! Die, die, die... Death, destruction... She slipped the knife away silently. She couldn't face them, no, not their happy faces. She knew they would be happy, they had to be. She had seen them.
Death, she wanted to embrace it, to live within it. But Kami wouldn't let her. She couldn't kill herself. As far as she knew, Sakura wasn't fighting anything so she couldn't get killed that way. Maybe Li would kill her, maybe. Sakura, no. Why couldn't she do it herself? Why? WHY? She wanted to die, really, she did... It was just...
Was it her time? She knew it wasn't, but she wanted to die anyway. Death, she now welcomed its chilling embrace. Maybe she could leave... Yeah, that was a good idea. She could never love again, her world had already collapsed; been destroyed. Everything led to nothing, always. Everything let her down; she lost everything.
All that mattered... Sakura... Love... Friendship... Trust... Kindness... Hope... All she had lost. And yet what had she gained? Nothing. It had just made her world tumble down, made her lose control. Everything just led to nothing. Everything. Everything. EVERYTHING.
Everything made her lose, made her lose....
Everything made her welcome death!
*****
Dokumi opened her icy blue eyes. She was in her room, lying face down on the bed. She glanced at herself in the big mirror and observed that her eyes were red and puffy; she must have been crying. There was something about the room though... Something powerful, vicious. Something dangerous. And yet, what was it? What wanted her dead now?
She did not know, yet did not relish the thought of knowing. There was just something about the knowledge that frightened her; that kept her from seeking it. But what was that aura? It was on her mirror. Come to think of it, maybe the mirror was evil? Iie. That was stupid. Baka Dokumi, she thought, sighing mentally.
What was the point in life? In all her eighteen years she had never seen the point. Was it to die? To live? To have fun? To complete missions and earn honor and glory? To love? To hate?
She didn't know. And that was why she still searched for answers. That aura, it was similar to her sister's. What was it? Why was it there? Was it evil? Yes, it was. Very evil. But, it seemed to respect her. How could that be? It wasn't her magic... what was it? Something inside of her; something she didn't know about?
She sometimes wondered what her destiny truly was? What she was there to be? Who was Yamino Dokumi? Twin sister to the chosen One? Or... something different? Something special? Something only she could be? She didn't know.
Maybe that was why she looked. Why she searched for answers. Because she was special, like her sister. Shimi was certainly special; everyone knew that. But Dokumi was never bitter or jealous of her sister. Never. Maybe it was because her sister didn't care if she was special or not. All her sister cared about was destruction. Death, darkness.
Who was Dokumi to argue with her sister? Why would she want too? Was there a reason to bother with what her sister cared about? She should worry about what she herself cared about; not what her sister did. Would the world let her down; make her fall? Or was she destined for greatness?
She didn't know.
Fate played her own games and everyone was just privy to them.
*****
Darkness, silky smooth darkness. Gliding over her face like a gentle hand, her shadows caressed her. Kourisei Fuyue was safe inside her world of cleansing shadows, of darkness, of evil. Her kage no kyuden, or palace of shadows was her sanctuary, her refuge. Where she stayed when everything came tumbling down on her. Maybe it was her pride that kept her from submitting to "Master".
Whatever it was, it kept her alive. She did not want to submit. She wanted out of the little mess her sisters had gotten her into. Out, any way she could. She had never tried to escape before, so she was a bit nervous. Maybe closer to very nervous.
But she could do it. She could. And she would.
She would destroy them, incinerate them one day. "Master" would pay. With his life. Smiling satisfactionally, Fuyue turned to face her creation. Fuyushi would not betray her; it couldn't hurt her because she was its creator.
Demons were nice creatures to have around because they couldn't do anything behind your back without your permission. You created them and they obeyed you. They couldn't betray you.
She wondered if she should try to make contact with the small force protecting earth. Well, what would it hurt? She would never help "Master" again, that was for certain. What would she do?
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Death, destruction... The beautiful song of destruction that sang through all ears. The darkness inside of everyone. The voids of nothingness inside all. The way the world always came tumbling down. Blinking, Kinomoto Sakura rubbed her eyes. It had only been a nightmare; a bad dream. She glanced around the room. Syaoran and Shimi had left so the room was now empty.
She thought for a moment. Syaoran... He had finally returned. His warm amber eyes now cold and lost. He was different from the Syaoran of the past. Very different. She knew she had changed but she didn't think he would have either. Oh well, everyone undergoes a change sometimes. Everyone.
But... she was glad he had returned. She had needed a reason to live and he provided one. She was getting a little depressed and she may have ended it all. She knew one day the world would just come tumbling down. And when that day came, what would happen to her? To Syaoran? To Ryuu? To Shimi? To Dokumi?
Death. Destruction. Darkness. Voids of nothingness. Syaoran had once let her down, but now he stood her back up. Why had the world changed so? Why? Why had it? To adopt to its inhabitants? She didn't know. She didn't want to know.
There were things beyond her comprehension and this was probably one of them. Probably. Who knew? She didn't understand her fate, know her destiny. Maybe someone else did, but she doubted it. How could that be?
What is... her destiny?
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THE END
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BONUS!!!
Let the above episode sink in first.
THE NAME GAME
I'm finally giving out name translations. Aren't I nice?
Yamino Shimi: Death Beauty of Darkness
Yamino Dokumi: Poison Beauty of Darkness
Yamino Himeko: Princess of Darkness
Yamino Shigeru: ? of Darkness (heh heh)
Li Ryuu: Dragon's Eye (Li: Victorious I think) Interprete this name however you want.
Li Syaoran: Little Wolf (same)
So, anyone want to know where I get my Japanese names? I'll tell you, a Baby Name dictionary and fics by Janelle Jimenez.
Odd places, eh?
Oh well, its where I get them. You're welcome to e-mail me nad ask for name help, but I doubt I'd be much help.
Ahhh. Finally done with that monster. It wasn't as long as Episode Two and only took a few days, but...
Still about the Cardcaptors Movie? Is it out yet?
I've almost beaten my Pokemon Crystal game. Dokumi-chan has finished her episode One and at this time around page 10 of Episode Two. I'm almost to Four. Hooray!
Um, so anyone mad at me for all the cliffhangers in this episode? You are probably going to start yelling at me over Tomoyo, but I don't care if you flame me. Just don't say something like 'YOURE FIC IS SOOO STUPID. IM NEVER GONNA READ IT AGAIN.' It makes you sound dumb.
Give me a legitamate reason why my fic is stupid. A few spelling errors? {Most of which I notice}
Anyway, did anyone listen to Komm, Susser Todd while reading this? If you didn't, you should download that and read all my episodes again. It could practically be the official soundtrack. Oh, something I forgot to metnion. I only know how to download the WinAmp version. You can et WinAmp from netscape.com as far as I know.
I'm getting boring, ne?
I'm going to wrap it up here. Look for Episode Four in about a week.
Ja ne,
yami no ako