Fated Circle: Four Sacred Treasures of Earth
=Rhys Icewind=
n/a: I do not own and will never own Card Captor Sakura (though I whish I did)
it is owned by CLAMP. This author is merely borrowing so please don't sue me!!!^_^;
~Part 1
Byakko: The Sacred Sword of the White Tiger
Chapter 1
A new dawn.
Another morning.
Another day in darkness.
I don't know how much of this I can stand any longer. Its just about the same
thing day in, day out. I hope something comes up today.
"hey you! what are you doing still dozing off?! get up!" *WHACK!* the guards
outside said as he cracked his whip.
I'm still a slave girl, though working for the Dark Lord Orochi now. I used to
work for Princess Chikyuu during the Years of Peace, before the dark Lord appeared
and I can tell you that that life is still better than what I live now. As a
personal maid of the princess, I called her in a different name: Chiharu.
Chiharu was the name of my best friend who died in the torture chambers. It still
hurts to remember that.
"slave girl! keep moving!" *whack*
I immediately waked out of my cell. I knew that the next crack of the whip would
be set on my back. Though I work in the mines, I can still call myself lucky. Some
of the other slave girls were used for......entertaining..the dark lord.
I wonder when would all of this end?
"hey, Sakura!" a voice beside me said. It was Touya, an old friend. He works
at the mines too. He was tall and had a short, messy black hair and brown eyes.
he was 25, a proud fighter before and a lieutenant at the king's court. During
those days, he acted like a brother to me.
OH YEAH! I am 16 anyways, I have long, brown hair(which is kept pony-tailed) and
green eyes. My name is Sakura. I don't know my full name, since I grew up without
any parents. I might forget to introduce myself later on.
"what's up?" I asked.
"we're planning and escape again" he murmured.
I looked at him strangely. "what?" I gasped, "not another one?"
"what's wrong?" he asked again.
"I don't know..." I looked at my grimy hands. "It's just that this 'planning the
escape thing' is really faliure after faliure..."
Touya got my hands, though both of ours were shackled. "Sakura, I want us to be
free, ....all of us."
I looked at him and saw the burning passion in his eyes. "Good Luck then," I
said.
"Slave girl! where are you going??" the guard behind us said.
I pulled my hand off Touya's and looked back. "To the mines..."
"I knew you were still dozing off!" *WHACK*
I almost fell from the intense pain. It wasn't the first time though.
"HEY!" Touya suddenly commented.
*WHACK* the whip cracked on his back. It was like the guard was whipping me as
well. "I'll go then..."
"but!..." Touya blurted out. I knew what was on his mind... entertainment of
the flesh.
I just looked at him with a look that told him never to loose hope. I might
just escape this fate before me.
We were all lined up before him, his ugliness Dark Lord Orochi. How I hated him.
He, who put us all in this predicament. But though I was in anger, I felt the
ligh-heartedness of the poeple around me. It was as if they were liking what was
about to happen.
"just think of it as you only was of salvation from the mines." I heard someone
murmrur behind me.
"hmph! I'd rather have the mines than this!" someone whispered back.
I was about to add something when the whip cracked again and all was scilenced.
"ladies, you are here today to free yourselves from this slavery. My son seems
to be hard-up at choosing his bride to be.... so, I requested for the presence
of the former ladies of this court... Now, let me present you, my son...
SYAORAN!" The Dark Lord said.
I heard murmurs from behind me, saying that his son is ugly and just like his
father. I thought of the same thing.... but we were all silenced. Not because
of the whip, but because of his looks. He was so different form his pimply and
fat father. He was tall, had a well-built body, fair complexion, brown hair
and ..... beautiful amber eyes. He was like heaven-sent.... which made me wonder
if he was really Orochi's son.
As soon as he stepped to look at us, many of the women there fixed themselves
to face his majesty. I kept my hands grimy and my face covered with my dirty
hair so that he won't be able to see me. High people were high people. And
he was the son of a dark lord. He will never touch me in my dirt.
A son will be like his father.
"rise your head." I heard his voice, it was sweet and clear. "I said rise!"
I knew he was adressing me, but I kept my head low. Suddenly, I felt a warm
hand gently touch my chin and rise my head. I couln't belive it! HE actually
touched me! his hands were so soft! He even pushed away the dirty strands
of hair from my face with his other hand.
The level to which he rose my face gave me no option but to stare deeply into
his eyes. And for a moment, I saw a flicker of happines... not the twisted
happiness his father had, but pure, joyous happiness.
It was unbeliveable.
"what's your name?" he asked, releasing my face from his hands.
"Sakura, my prince."
Suddenly, before anyone could even see what he did, he pointed the tip of the
blade of the dagger at my heart. Looking at him, it was as if his whole personality
change from goodly to evil.
"If you were given a choice right here, right now, would you rather die or
live?" he said, in a voice that was utterly different from the first one he
used to command me.
Standing straight, and staring defiantly into his amber eyes, I answered him,
"I'd rather live." My answer surprised me as well as the people around me. I
wanted to say die but somehow, my mind wouldn't register that.
"really?" he said in a surprised tone. "I see..." he then turned around and
suddenly, he threw the dagger my way.
I saw the dagger as in quickly inched nearer to me. Too shocked to react, I
just stood there, frozen. My heart raced in my chest. It felt like it was going
to explode any moment. Then I felt it, I even heard it, I felt the dagger
through my heart. I heard the people's screams. Looking at myself, I saw
blood starting to stain my already dirty clothes.
My legs felt weak.
I was going to die.
I dropped to the floor on all fours and held my chest. Looking at my right
hand, it was all bloody red.
I stared at him hard and cold.
It was a shock!
Though he was the one who did this to me, it was in his eyes that I saw how he
hated what he just did - how he wanted to save me from certain death.
Why?
Then everything was black.
There was no sound.
I felt nothing.
...
END
=Rhys Icewind=
n/a: I do not own and will never own Card Captor Sakura (though I whish I did)
it is owned by CLAMP. This author is merely borrowing so please don't sue me!!!^_^;
~Part 1
Byakko: The Sacred Sword of the White Tiger
Chapter 1
A new dawn.
Another morning.
Another day in darkness.
I don't know how much of this I can stand any longer. Its just about the same
thing day in, day out. I hope something comes up today.
"hey you! what are you doing still dozing off?! get up!" *WHACK!* the guards
outside said as he cracked his whip.
I'm still a slave girl, though working for the Dark Lord Orochi now. I used to
work for Princess Chikyuu during the Years of Peace, before the dark Lord appeared
and I can tell you that that life is still better than what I live now. As a
personal maid of the princess, I called her in a different name: Chiharu.
Chiharu was the name of my best friend who died in the torture chambers. It still
hurts to remember that.
"slave girl! keep moving!" *whack*
I immediately waked out of my cell. I knew that the next crack of the whip would
be set on my back. Though I work in the mines, I can still call myself lucky. Some
of the other slave girls were used for......entertaining..the dark lord.
I wonder when would all of this end?
"hey, Sakura!" a voice beside me said. It was Touya, an old friend. He works
at the mines too. He was tall and had a short, messy black hair and brown eyes.
he was 25, a proud fighter before and a lieutenant at the king's court. During
those days, he acted like a brother to me.
OH YEAH! I am 16 anyways, I have long, brown hair(which is kept pony-tailed) and
green eyes. My name is Sakura. I don't know my full name, since I grew up without
any parents. I might forget to introduce myself later on.
"what's up?" I asked.
"we're planning and escape again" he murmured.
I looked at him strangely. "what?" I gasped, "not another one?"
"what's wrong?" he asked again.
"I don't know..." I looked at my grimy hands. "It's just that this 'planning the
escape thing' is really faliure after faliure..."
Touya got my hands, though both of ours were shackled. "Sakura, I want us to be
free, ....all of us."
I looked at him and saw the burning passion in his eyes. "Good Luck then," I
said.
"Slave girl! where are you going??" the guard behind us said.
I pulled my hand off Touya's and looked back. "To the mines..."
"I knew you were still dozing off!" *WHACK*
I almost fell from the intense pain. It wasn't the first time though.
"HEY!" Touya suddenly commented.
*WHACK* the whip cracked on his back. It was like the guard was whipping me as
well. "I'll go then..."
"but!..." Touya blurted out. I knew what was on his mind... entertainment of
the flesh.
I just looked at him with a look that told him never to loose hope. I might
just escape this fate before me.
We were all lined up before him, his ugliness Dark Lord Orochi. How I hated him.
He, who put us all in this predicament. But though I was in anger, I felt the
ligh-heartedness of the poeple around me. It was as if they were liking what was
about to happen.
"just think of it as you only was of salvation from the mines." I heard someone
murmrur behind me.
"hmph! I'd rather have the mines than this!" someone whispered back.
I was about to add something when the whip cracked again and all was scilenced.
"ladies, you are here today to free yourselves from this slavery. My son seems
to be hard-up at choosing his bride to be.... so, I requested for the presence
of the former ladies of this court... Now, let me present you, my son...
SYAORAN!" The Dark Lord said.
I heard murmurs from behind me, saying that his son is ugly and just like his
father. I thought of the same thing.... but we were all silenced. Not because
of the whip, but because of his looks. He was so different form his pimply and
fat father. He was tall, had a well-built body, fair complexion, brown hair
and ..... beautiful amber eyes. He was like heaven-sent.... which made me wonder
if he was really Orochi's son.
As soon as he stepped to look at us, many of the women there fixed themselves
to face his majesty. I kept my hands grimy and my face covered with my dirty
hair so that he won't be able to see me. High people were high people. And
he was the son of a dark lord. He will never touch me in my dirt.
A son will be like his father.
"rise your head." I heard his voice, it was sweet and clear. "I said rise!"
I knew he was adressing me, but I kept my head low. Suddenly, I felt a warm
hand gently touch my chin and rise my head. I couln't belive it! HE actually
touched me! his hands were so soft! He even pushed away the dirty strands
of hair from my face with his other hand.
The level to which he rose my face gave me no option but to stare deeply into
his eyes. And for a moment, I saw a flicker of happines... not the twisted
happiness his father had, but pure, joyous happiness.
It was unbeliveable.
"what's your name?" he asked, releasing my face from his hands.
"Sakura, my prince."
Suddenly, before anyone could even see what he did, he pointed the tip of the
blade of the dagger at my heart. Looking at him, it was as if his whole personality
change from goodly to evil.
"If you were given a choice right here, right now, would you rather die or
live?" he said, in a voice that was utterly different from the first one he
used to command me.
Standing straight, and staring defiantly into his amber eyes, I answered him,
"I'd rather live." My answer surprised me as well as the people around me. I
wanted to say die but somehow, my mind wouldn't register that.
"really?" he said in a surprised tone. "I see..." he then turned around and
suddenly, he threw the dagger my way.
I saw the dagger as in quickly inched nearer to me. Too shocked to react, I
just stood there, frozen. My heart raced in my chest. It felt like it was going
to explode any moment. Then I felt it, I even heard it, I felt the dagger
through my heart. I heard the people's screams. Looking at myself, I saw
blood starting to stain my already dirty clothes.
My legs felt weak.
I was going to die.
I dropped to the floor on all fours and held my chest. Looking at my right
hand, it was all bloody red.
I stared at him hard and cold.
It was a shock!
Though he was the one who did this to me, it was in his eyes that I saw how he
hated what he just did - how he wanted to save me from certain death.
Why?
Then everything was black.
There was no sound.
I felt nothing.
...
END