A/N This will be the last chapter.... Maybe Ill do a sequel but not in a
hurry, I am gonna start a story hopefully to be published.... anyways here
is the last chapter...
Dark faced Light as the battle grew near, Syaoran knew his challenge and the penalty should he fail. Devon's face remained emotionless, he knew his opponent inside out, the weaknesses, the strengths. He would not lose.
Not yet.
Devon raised the Pendent to his mouth and breathed unaudible words. Syaoran braced himself for whatever the elder male could dish out. No preperation could have saved him though. Syaoran just watched as a white bubble seemed to be blown from the colourless pits of the Amulet, it grew to the size of a fist, then to a head untill it was as tall and wide as Syaoran himself.
Devons face craked a smile as the bubble broke free of the Amulett and floated towards the puzzled Syaoran. Before Syaoran could run, the bubble engulfed him. Syaoran reached out to touch the wall of the bubble, a jolt of pain shot through his arm, sending him to his knees.
The Amulet around Devons neck glowed a faint white as the bubbles wall turned black. Inside the bubble, Syaoran was panicking. The electrically charged walls were shrinking, rapidly, there was no escape. Syaorans time was up.
Syaorans POV
Its over now, is it not? I'll die, and finally be with Sakura. Some one else can fight. I have failed. The dark shall rule.
Normal POV
The last words uttered by the last saviour were heard by one.
"You may have won the battle, but the war is far from over."
Devon laughed "That may be, Syaoran, but with the Pendent gone, where will the light needed to win come from?"
"It will come."
And so ended the Light. Dakrness began its rule of Earth. Devon made himself God. The people were slaves, the Sun was blocked by great clouds of souls, beaten by the evil.
Syaoran watched from the spirit world, along with Sakura.
"What are we to do? I have failed. Everyone is too scared to hope, too beaten to dream, too lost to regain themselves. And yet we can't let this continue.."
Sakura looked away from the turmoil. "We cant stop it either. Not yet, we wait until the call."
"The call, and if we fail again?" Syaorans words were sharp.
"Then Evil will have won the war. Forever."
A/N Short short short. Now on to my next story. Till next time!
Dark faced Light as the battle grew near, Syaoran knew his challenge and the penalty should he fail. Devon's face remained emotionless, he knew his opponent inside out, the weaknesses, the strengths. He would not lose.
Not yet.
Devon raised the Pendent to his mouth and breathed unaudible words. Syaoran braced himself for whatever the elder male could dish out. No preperation could have saved him though. Syaoran just watched as a white bubble seemed to be blown from the colourless pits of the Amulet, it grew to the size of a fist, then to a head untill it was as tall and wide as Syaoran himself.
Devons face craked a smile as the bubble broke free of the Amulett and floated towards the puzzled Syaoran. Before Syaoran could run, the bubble engulfed him. Syaoran reached out to touch the wall of the bubble, a jolt of pain shot through his arm, sending him to his knees.
The Amulet around Devons neck glowed a faint white as the bubbles wall turned black. Inside the bubble, Syaoran was panicking. The electrically charged walls were shrinking, rapidly, there was no escape. Syaorans time was up.
Syaorans POV
Its over now, is it not? I'll die, and finally be with Sakura. Some one else can fight. I have failed. The dark shall rule.
Normal POV
The last words uttered by the last saviour were heard by one.
"You may have won the battle, but the war is far from over."
Devon laughed "That may be, Syaoran, but with the Pendent gone, where will the light needed to win come from?"
"It will come."
And so ended the Light. Dakrness began its rule of Earth. Devon made himself God. The people were slaves, the Sun was blocked by great clouds of souls, beaten by the evil.
Syaoran watched from the spirit world, along with Sakura.
"What are we to do? I have failed. Everyone is too scared to hope, too beaten to dream, too lost to regain themselves. And yet we can't let this continue.."
Sakura looked away from the turmoil. "We cant stop it either. Not yet, we wait until the call."
"The call, and if we fail again?" Syaorans words were sharp.
"Then Evil will have won the war. Forever."
A/N Short short short. Now on to my next story. Till next time!