Uh.. wow. I haven't updated in how long? Almost a year! Yeah. uh, I'm way over my CCS obsession phase and I've totally lost track of the plot in this fic. This chapter just happened to be lying around from when I was writing a year ago and never got posted. Anyway, whoever is left can read and review. Okay here, if you guys review enough, I'll find my notes and finish this story. By the way, I have a new account under RyuuKaori, so if you readers like Escaflowne fics, that's what I'm doing right now, k? Jya!

Almost forgot, Disclaimer: I own not Cardcaptor Sakura.

Chapter 6 Evening Shadows Rise Tomoyo's head jerked up from the mirror. Eriol snapped his head up so fast that his glasses fell of his face with a clatter that echoed throughout the whole room. "Oh my gosh." Tomoyo whispered. "Oh dear." Eriol said softly, both of them feeling the intense surprise at once. "Whatever is going to happen?" Tomoyo asked to herself. To her surprise something within her answered. "I don't know, I don't know." said Eriol as he felt a question arise within him. "Will it happen soon?" Tomoyo whispered, her fear making her vulnerable. "I hope not, for the sake of the world, I hope not."Answered Eriol, totally unaware that the questions were not originating from deep inside him as he thought, but from Tomoyo. Tomoyo felt comforted that something or someone inside her was sharing in her turmoil, with no idea that it was not herself that was answering, but someone else. ~***~ ~ Sleepiness sure does mar Daidoji-san's features.~ thought Eriol as he felt exhaustion obscure his thinking. Normally, he paid no attention to any of the girls around him, much less whether they were pretty or not. ~ I must be really tired, but I need to peruse that book of legend. I need to know more about this. The last few pages were smeared beyond any hope of reading. ~ ~ Hmmm.I wonder what Sakura-chan and Li-kun seemed to be worried about? Their faces both have the same expression, they must be worried about the same thing. ~ Tomoyo looked carefully behind her at her best friend. Sakura was idly playing with the charm that Syaoran had given her. Lost in space, Sakura was wondering about the mysterious paper that had the wing drawn on it. Sakura thought back to yesterday afternoon when she had finally reached her home. She had opened the door and ran inside yelling, I'm home! Kero had flown down the stairs excited to meet her. She had been wishfully talking to Kero about how she wished Clow had created some sort of Math card to help her with her with her most agonizing subject, when the piece of paper had flown out of her lunch bag. Kero and Sakura had both jumped in surprise, neither of them had sensed this magic. The wing that had been drawn upon the piece of paper began to glow. The wing floated up above the paper, it then blossomed into a beautiful set of wings. The creamy pink feathers floated in the air in a gentle shower around Sakura. The wings then began to glow the pink of Sakura's aura, and disappeared. Astonished by the sudden disappearance, she just stood there, staring at the spot in the air where the wings had once floated. Suddenly an intense pain shot through Sakura. Something was trying to push out of her body. Yelling in pain, Sakura fell to her knees. Stars swam around in her vision; bright burst of light. The pain intensified; soon Sakura stopped screaming, she was beyond the pain in the welcome arms of darkness. "Sakura! Sakura!!" Screamed a voice in her ear. "Owwww.stop yelling, I'm okay, I think." Sakura sat up gingerly, afraid the pain would start again. Finding herself in one piece and in no pain, Sakura sighed in relief. Stretching, she noticed a strange sensation. When she stretched, she felt a relaxation of muscles in what seemed to be an extension of something from her shoulder blades. Noticing Kero's silence, she looked up at him. He was staring at her in shock; she had never seen that look of surprise on his face. It reflected his ignorance of the situation, unlike other situations, this time..he had absolutely NO idea what was going on. Sakura looked over her shoulder, extending from her back, were the wings. She "flapped" and was surprised to see that they responded. This was totally unlike when she grew wings from her back from using the Sakura card "Fly". This sensation, it was much more powerful than that of Fly. She sensed that if she started flying, she could keep flying forever. [Author's Note: heheheh, guess what my secret wish is.and where my pen name came from!] "Sakura!!!!" Was the last thing she heard as the blackness had overcome her. ~***~ ~You fools!~ ~You were the ones who sealed me away, yet now you have released me!~ ~This unforgivable mistake will be your doom.~ ~Beware.for now that I am free, the world shall end.~ ~***~ Sakura's head jerked up from her daze, as did Syaoran's and both Tomoyo and Eriol. Something truly despised had been released. Millions of beads had pierced their flesh, making all four of them wince in pain. ~What evil is powerful enough to send beads of probing?! Not even I have mastered that skill!~ thought Eriol in extreme surprise. Tomoyo sensed his thoughts and was confused as she thought they were her own thoughts. ~Eh? What am I thinking? Why should I be wondering about my skills?~ Naturally, Eriol received her thoughts. Confusion lined his brows, until realization began to dawn upon him. He wasn't quite sure yet, but he had suspicions.VERY strong suspicions. Smiling, his eyes twinkled behind the glass panes of his glasses. He wasn't quite sure, but he felt happy, satisfied. Tomoyo's gentle indigo eyes filled with thought. She was suspicious of something, but what? ~***~ Li Syaoran walked home in silence, the way he usually did. School had ended for the day, Sakura had cheerleading practice, and both Eriol and Tomoyo had gone their way. He thought back to yesterday. He had been practicing his sword skills, slicing this way and that with the prefect precision of a master. Suddenly as he swung his blade towards his bed, the very tip of his blade caught on something. However, there was nothing there. His sword was caught on something invisible hanging in the air above his bed. Syaoran carefully probed the area with his magic. He didn't detect anything, so carefully as not to disturb the foreign thing in his room, he withdrew his blade. The "thing" whatever it was, stayed stuck to the point of his blade. Reaching down he touched it, or rather gingerly put his hand in the general area of the "thing". It was soft, and warm, kind of like the black, grass jelly his mother use make for dessert. Then the blob jumped. Syaoran knew this as his blade bounced with impact of the blob's jump. It landed on his arm and all of a sudden, it became visible. Surprised, he stopped for a vital second. The blob sent a spear of jelly into Syaoran's arm. Syaoran's gasped in pain, his training preventing him from yelling. Blood leaked slowly in a dribble from the wound in his arm. The blob stayed, driving its little jelly blade still deeper into Syaoran's body. Syaoran quickly grabbed onto the blob and attempted to pull it out of his arm. But the blob had suddenly oozed a layer of slime that covered its entire body. Syaoran's hand slipped and frantically thinking, he grabbed his sword, and tried to stab the blob. The blade went deep into the blob's gelatinous form, but it popped out. Biting his lip, Syaoran tried to keep from yelling his pain. The pain sent wave after wave of overwhelming energy that almost shut down his mind. Dropping to his knees, the he finally succumbed to the pain. Blackness surrounded him and he knew no more. What he didn't know however was he was glowing. Syaoran was glowing with a strong, pulsing dark energy. ~***~ Shaking his head, Syaoran walked up to the door of his apartment. He had woken up on his bed, his sword in his hand. Quickly he checked his arm. There was nothing there, not even a scar. Confused Syaoran got up from his bed and walked around his room. ~What just happened? The enormous power I sensed behind the blob that attacked me.can't have been my imagination.could it?~ Syaoran opened the door to his apartment. The confusion of yesterday still swirled around his mind. Sighing heavily, Syaoran dropped his backpack on the couch. Dropping next to it, he rubbed his temples. He couldn't believe what had happened yesterday, but it was real, he was sure of it. ~***~ ~Now you weaklings shall feel my wrath! I will NEVER forgive you!~ A sudden blast of power shook Tomoeda. Only the ones with magical abilities felt the awesome power of the blast. The normal people of Tomoeda didn't notice a thing. Eriol had been leafing through the book when he took the full strenght of the blast. Trembling, he stood up. ~That power..I feel like.I've felt it before.~ "How cute! However, I need to emphasize Sakura-chan's eyes more in this shot..~ Tomoyo stopped, something had just gone through her. The millions beads of power pierced her and stayed within her, filled her. Doodling on her math homework, Sakura rubbed the clay flower. ~*Sigh* I wish my math homework would just disappear.~ The overwhelming pain came from nowhere. Screaming, Sakura grabbed her head in her hands. She couldn't stop the pain! It was going to eat her up! Syaoran felt Sakura's pain and the power simultaneously. His arm began to pound, and then blood came oozing out. Biting his lip until he drew blood, he held his arm. Dropping to his knees, he could only hope that Sakura was alright. A black fog began to rise up all over the city. It covered everything in sight. The citizens of the city all began dropping, knocked unconscious by the mysterious fog. Eriol, Tomoyo, Sakura, and Syaoran stayed awake. In the midst of their surprise they all felt the ubiquitous voice enter their minds. ~Now I shall have my revenge!!~ The black mist entered their minds and curled around the corners of their heads. Eriol, Tomoyo, Sakura, and Syaoran, felt the mist in their minds, blocking their thinking. They couldn't block it, and slowly they succumbed to the mind numbing mist. ~***~ ~Owww..~ Groggily, Eriol came awake. His head was pounding and his body ached all over. ~Where am I?~ His eyes snapped open. ~Where's Daidoji-san?!~ He turned his frantically from side to side. ~Calm down now, old boy! Nothing bad has happened to her. Concentrate now.~ Slowly, agonizingly, he stretched his magical net out into the fog. There was Tomoyo, her normal dull purple spark shining in his vision. He sighed in relief and attempted to head in her direction as the fog obscured his vision. Only then did he realize that he had been chained to a wall. He had been so deeply absorbed in finding Tomoyo that he hadn't even noticed. Knowing Tomoyo was safe for now, he turned his attention to his bonds. Old, rusty iron cuffs chained his wrists and ankles to the damp, slimy wall. Cautiously, he moved his wrist, the cuffs moved slightly with a soft, clanking sound, but he remained firmly chained to the wall. Closing his eyes, he drew his magic from within him and concentrated his will upon his chains. As he felt his power rise hot and boiling within him, the fog invaded his mind and sent him reeling away with pain. His magic cooled down and returned to the closed nook of his mind where it normally resided. ~I assume that magic will not be of any use to me here..~ thought Eriol ironically. His power and will that had always gotten him out of tight spots like this, though he seldom found himself in this kind of situation, was of no use to him here. Suddenly to his distant right, the opposite direction of where he knew Tomoyo was, he heard a resigned sigh. Cautiously he sent out a tendril of his will into the air surrounding him. So apparently whomever it was controlling the fog was going to let him have this little power. A familiar green tinted spark glinted in his mind. "Li-kun, descendant, are you alright?" "uhhh.." Syaoran's voice filled with pain came bouncing through the fog back to him. Apparently, Syaoran was feeling the aftereffects of waking up like he had. "Hirigizawa.is that you?" "Well think, who else could it possibly be?" "uhhhgg.." Eriol immediately regretted his sarcastic remark, and softening his voice he asked," hey, are you going to be alright? Are you injured?" "No.I'm just cold, hunger, tired and I'm chained to this wall here. Of course I'm all right!" Eriol smiled inwardly, if he could summon his normal superior attitude, he was probably okay. "Do you know where Sa--Kinomoto-san is?" "I'm afraid I don't, I haven't sensed her anywhere. If you can't sense her, then I definitely couldn't." Syaoran's indignant voice cut through the mist, "What do you mean by that?!" "Nothing of course, merely pointing out the facts." "What facts?!" "Well, you always seem to be extremely attentive to her dangers. Whenever she's at risk, you seemingly appear out of nowhere." "I-I just happened to be walking by!" "Of course descendant, anything you say.." Eriol closed his eyes as fatigue caught up with him. He longed to sleep, but something told him that it was absolutely necessary that he stayed awake. "Hirigizawa?" "yes Li, is something troubling you?" "You don't think anything happened to Kinomoto-san, do you?" Asked Syaoran hesitantly. "I don't believe so, her happy nature is just so irresistible, I'm almost absolutely positive that she is perfectly fine." Syaoran fell quiet after his question, seemingly deep in thought. Eriol cleared his mind, and began to concentrate on nothing in particular, this helped him to analyze his situation. Whoever this enemy was, he or she was extremely clever to have caught him off-guard like that. The mist in front of him began to swirl, the fog gathered together and out of it stepped Her. Her perfectly smooth and pale skin gleamed in the fog's light. She had fine blond, sun-kissed hair that fell past her shoulder in a glimmering gold cascade down her back. She wore a black, silk blouse with a small, velvet blood red rose embroidered onto the front, it hung from her slender frame and clung to her body, her long sweeping skirt fell past her feet and had a long slit going up to her thigh. She was so beautiful and young, but her face was corrupted. Pure evil shown from between her eyes, they glowered a brilliant purple before they dimmed and turned to rest on him.. Tomoyo screamed in pain, and in Eriol's mind, the dull, purple spark that was her, disappeared.

Author's Note: Probably not the hottest way to end this chapter, but what the heck! It'll make you guys review. right???