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n/a: Sorry if it took so long... examinations you know...


Fated Circle: Four Sacred Treasures of Earth


~Part 6
Shadow Realms
Chapter 32


They both fought hard and skillfully. I could not see much, since I had
lost my 'battle sight' all I know is that there are many things that
occurred until that one horrible thing happened.

Syaoran was cornered. He was facing his Shadow, his sword arm down and
the Shadow Syaoran faced him, the tip of his dark sword mere inches away
from Syaoran's neck. I knew that Syaoran knew better than to move. I
leaned closer to the edge of the cage, gripping the bars tightly.

"Well now, what will you do now? It seems that I have already won."
The Shadow said. Syaoran gave no reply. "Can't do anything huh? I see
that I shall win this planet and your pretty flower Sakura."

"Oh please! Don't kill him!" I shouted.

The shadow faced me, his red eyes glowing fiercely. "So, are you begging
for his life?" I looked at Syaoran, who was also facing me, his eyes
wide in shock.

*I shall miss your smile and your dear, amber eyes...* I thought. I
looked back at the shadow defiantly and nodded my head slowly.

"No! Sakura!" Syaoran shouted.

The shadow laughed. "You hear that? Your lovely wife asks me to take
her!"

"...IN EXCHANGE for MY Syaoran's life." I cleared, my temper rising.

The shadow dismissed me with a wave of his hand. I looked at Syaoran
who looked hurt and unbelievingly at me. *I hope you understand...* I
thought. And I looked away from him, too hurt to look at his face.

All of a sudden, the Shadow Syaoran snapped his fingers and I was out
of the cage, my wrists and ankles chained. Once again, I was a slave.
"There!" the shadow triumphantly shouted. "Your lovely wife is now mine.
You're free to go." And the shadow removed the blade.

Syaoran stood up weakly, his face sad as he looked at me, his amber
eyes lifeless. How it pained me to see him like that. I turned my face
away. But then, something caught my eye. It was him! The shadow! And
the look in his eyes was far worse than some serial killer.

*He's going to kill him!* my mind screamed. I stood up, all the pains
of the chains pulling at me. "Syaoran! Behind you!" I shouted. He looked
behind him and the shadow was already on the move. I pulled harder,
trying to free myself in vain. "Syaoran!" I screamed.

~flash~

I felt a floating sensation. I was near a rocky stream that was going
downwards. I felt myself inside a body... a female body. This body was
not in my control so I just let it move. Then, someone was walking
behind me.

"Hello, Sakura." A voice greeted. I turned my face and the face of
this body turned as well. I was facing Syaoran. He was wearing something
like what Mr. Reed was wearing, pure white lines with gold.

"Hello." I greeted my voice more mature and sweet. I didn't know what
was happening, but it wasn't bad. After we saw each other, we played
chase just like little children do and finally, Syaoran managed to
catch me and we both fell on to the soft ground.

Our laughing fell silent and we just noiselessly watched the lazy
clouds drifting through the sky. My left hand reached for his left hand
and both our hands clasped together.

"I love you, my little angel." His voice whispered in my ear.

I looked up at him, into his amber eyes. "I love you too my little
tiger-wolf." I chuckled softly. Then again, we both looked into each
other's eyes and...

~flash~

I saw her there, standing before me. She was wearing a beautiful long-
sleeved, wide-collared gown with a large flowing skirt that moved gracefully
with her. She was also wearing a veil on her head and she looked very
much like a woman going to be wed. Brilliance was coming from her so I
couldn't look at her.

"W-who are you?" I asked.

"Why," she replied, "I'm you."

At that response I quickly opened my eyes and was surprised to see her
standing just a step away from me. Through her veil I could clearly see
the emerald greenness of her eyes - there was knowledge and wisdom in
them that I knew I didn't have. Slowly, she lifted the veil. I was shocked.
Indeed, she was me - a me with a short hair. At the close distance that
she was in, it was only then that I noticed she had TWO PAIRS of wings.
"T-t-that can't be!" I blurted out, "I'M ME!"

"Yes." She answered, "You are you. I am me also. But, we are one."

"We are one?" I echoed questioningly. She nodded her head. "B-but h-h-how?"
I asked with my fists clenched.

She smiled at me and in her eyes was a kind spark. "You must be very
confused." And indeed I was. "The words are what they mean, Sakura. I
am you, you are me - we are one. I have always been here, inside you
heart and mind, waiting for this day to come."

"This day?" I asked.

"Yes, this day that you and I finally become one." She stepped a bit
closer and held my hand in hers. "I have been trapped in a cage, Sakura.
You have denied me and forgotten me." At her words, my heart ached with
such longing to embrace her like a finally found sister. "Come Sakura,
embrace me..." she said, her gentle eyes beckoning.

And I did...

~flash~

"S-Sakura?" Syaoran's voice woke me. I was standing upright, floating
even. A light emulated from my body and I finally remembered.

I was whole again.

Knowledge I never knew existed flowed in my brain, memories of my past
lives. There were some that were too painful to recall. In that moment,
I had grown mature. In that moment I was me once again. My feet finally
touched the floor. "Syaoran..." I said gently, "I'm me again, my love.
My little tiger-wolf." I smiled.

He straightened up and smiled. His face and body were no longer bloody
and bruised but back the way they were. "My little angel..." he replied.

"WHAT JOKE IS THIS?" the angry Shadow shouted.

I faced him bravely, armed with my new-found knowledge, realizing that
I AM the light who will save Syaoran. "I am the light which you fear,
shadow. All ends now." I told him.

It was about time that I ended this madness.



to be continued