The Tin Man
Chapter 1
I DON'T OWN CARDCAPTORS ... CLAMP DOES
BUT I DO OWN MY OWN STORIES~!
HAHAHA~!
~*~
Ok ... I have somehow thought
Of a way to include
Tomoyo and Eriol in this
Fanfic ...
*~*
Syaoran stood on a tree branch in the park.
He then sat down on the branch.
He looked up at the moon.
" I came here before ... I think I did ..." Syaoran said to himself.
He looked around the park.
It looked so familiar yet ... the memory seemed so distant.
Syaoran stared at the park with his dull chocolate eyes.
" Who was I?" Syaoran asked himself.
All he knows is that he must go fetch the Sakura Book for his master.
Sakura ...
Again the name gives him a certain longing feeling.
It kind of ... hurt.
But that was impossible ... androids weren't supposed to feel any emotions at all.
Syaoran poked himself.
Outside he was skin ... but inside he is all machine ... or was he ...
If he really were all machine inside how is it that he can feel emotions?
You are to have a heart to feel emotions.
Does he have a heart?
Syaoran thought for a while.
The only time he ever feels an emotion was whenever he remembers or hears the name Sakura.
She must have been a big part in his life for him to feel such emotions.
Sakura ...
Suddenly Syaoran felt something slide down his cheek.
He slid his fingers across his cheek to find moisture on his hand.
A tear.
A tear that came from his eye.
An android's eye.
He can cry?
Syaoran stared at the moisture on his fingers.
It defiantly was a tear ... but how can that be ... maybe ... maybe he wasn't all machine inside after all ...
Syaoran stood up and jumped off the branch and landed smoothly on the ground on his feet.
He slowly stood up.
He looked at the moon again ... he thought he saw a girl's face appear on it but after he blinked it wasn't there anymore.
Syaoran shrugged this off and went to find the Sakura Book.
Sakura ...
~*~**~*~~**~~*
A book lay in a box up in an attic.
The book had unique designs on it.
On the cover showed a creature ... much resembled a lion ...
The book then suddenly glowed pink ...
It vibrated in the box.
After a while, the glow slowly faded and it stopped vibrating.
~**~*~*~**~*~
A young boy sat on his bed.
He thought he heard some noises in the attic.
He then decided to check it out.
The young boy walked down the hall and reached for the rope that hung on the ceiling.
The young boy pulled on the string.
As he did stairs unfolded and came down to the ground.
The boy walked up the stairs.
When he got up there he switched on the lights.
A single light bulb that hung on the ceiling of the attic lighted up.
As it did insects and bugs that were crawling around hid behind the boxes.
The young boy didn't mind the bugs, for that he isn't afraid of them.
The young boy looked around the attic.
There was nothing.
What could have made that noise?
As he was about to leave the attic he saw a pink glow inside a box out of the corner of his eye.
The young boy stood there amazed at what just happened.
Wondering whether to walk over there.
Then the box started to vibrate a bit ... then it stopped ... but the box was still glowing pink.
The young boy decided to walk over to the box to see what caused the glow.
Curiosity is just something that you cannot ignore.
The boy looked inside of the box.
Nothing was there ... nothing ... except a book.
The book was very eye catching.
The young boy wondered what a book like this was doing up here in the attic ... in HIS attic.
The book still glowed pink.
Then it glowed brighter as if telling the boy to open it.
He can almost hear a voice calling out to him.
Open me ...
Open me ...
The boy looked frightened.
What was he to do?
Should he open this strange glowing book?
What if something bad happens?
What if something good was meant to happen?
Open me ...
Open me ...
It glowed even brighter now.
Open me ...
Open me ...
TO BE CONTINUED ...
Will the young boy open the book?
If so what would happen?
Would the cards all escaped once more?
What will happen if he didn't open it?
You'll just have to read the next chapter to find out~!
Chapter 1
I DON'T OWN CARDCAPTORS ... CLAMP DOES
BUT I DO OWN MY OWN STORIES~!
HAHAHA~!
~*~
Ok ... I have somehow thought
Of a way to include
Tomoyo and Eriol in this
Fanfic ...
*~*
Syaoran stood on a tree branch in the park.
He then sat down on the branch.
He looked up at the moon.
" I came here before ... I think I did ..." Syaoran said to himself.
He looked around the park.
It looked so familiar yet ... the memory seemed so distant.
Syaoran stared at the park with his dull chocolate eyes.
" Who was I?" Syaoran asked himself.
All he knows is that he must go fetch the Sakura Book for his master.
Sakura ...
Again the name gives him a certain longing feeling.
It kind of ... hurt.
But that was impossible ... androids weren't supposed to feel any emotions at all.
Syaoran poked himself.
Outside he was skin ... but inside he is all machine ... or was he ...
If he really were all machine inside how is it that he can feel emotions?
You are to have a heart to feel emotions.
Does he have a heart?
Syaoran thought for a while.
The only time he ever feels an emotion was whenever he remembers or hears the name Sakura.
She must have been a big part in his life for him to feel such emotions.
Sakura ...
Suddenly Syaoran felt something slide down his cheek.
He slid his fingers across his cheek to find moisture on his hand.
A tear.
A tear that came from his eye.
An android's eye.
He can cry?
Syaoran stared at the moisture on his fingers.
It defiantly was a tear ... but how can that be ... maybe ... maybe he wasn't all machine inside after all ...
Syaoran stood up and jumped off the branch and landed smoothly on the ground on his feet.
He slowly stood up.
He looked at the moon again ... he thought he saw a girl's face appear on it but after he blinked it wasn't there anymore.
Syaoran shrugged this off and went to find the Sakura Book.
Sakura ...
~*~**~*~~**~~*
A book lay in a box up in an attic.
The book had unique designs on it.
On the cover showed a creature ... much resembled a lion ...
The book then suddenly glowed pink ...
It vibrated in the box.
After a while, the glow slowly faded and it stopped vibrating.
~**~*~*~**~*~
A young boy sat on his bed.
He thought he heard some noises in the attic.
He then decided to check it out.
The young boy walked down the hall and reached for the rope that hung on the ceiling.
The young boy pulled on the string.
As he did stairs unfolded and came down to the ground.
The boy walked up the stairs.
When he got up there he switched on the lights.
A single light bulb that hung on the ceiling of the attic lighted up.
As it did insects and bugs that were crawling around hid behind the boxes.
The young boy didn't mind the bugs, for that he isn't afraid of them.
The young boy looked around the attic.
There was nothing.
What could have made that noise?
As he was about to leave the attic he saw a pink glow inside a box out of the corner of his eye.
The young boy stood there amazed at what just happened.
Wondering whether to walk over there.
Then the box started to vibrate a bit ... then it stopped ... but the box was still glowing pink.
The young boy decided to walk over to the box to see what caused the glow.
Curiosity is just something that you cannot ignore.
The boy looked inside of the box.
Nothing was there ... nothing ... except a book.
The book was very eye catching.
The young boy wondered what a book like this was doing up here in the attic ... in HIS attic.
The book still glowed pink.
Then it glowed brighter as if telling the boy to open it.
He can almost hear a voice calling out to him.
Open me ...
Open me ...
The boy looked frightened.
What was he to do?
Should he open this strange glowing book?
What if something bad happens?
What if something good was meant to happen?
Open me ...
Open me ...
It glowed even brighter now.
Open me ...
Open me ...
TO BE CONTINUED ...
Will the young boy open the book?
If so what would happen?
Would the cards all escaped once more?
What will happen if he didn't open it?
You'll just have to read the next chapter to find out~!