Thank you, Thank you! I'd like to thank all those who reviewed for telling me that my idea wasn't a total fluke so..*bows* Domo Arigato minna-san. I'm very grateful to all those who reviewed and I dedicate this chapter to those people. Ready and Enjoy(and Review!).

Disclaimer: I don't own CCS, if I did, I'd be filthy stinkin' rich right now, but I'm not, so I don't own it, except for maybe this oh-so-wonderful plot of mine and those to Die for characters that I created. (Modest aren't I? tee hee.)

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Chapter 2: The Beginning of the Beginning( Birth/creation of the cyborganic beings)

The pitter-patter of footsteps treading in muddy wet puddles could be heard in the empty neighborhoods. A young boy, no more then the age of 7 walking, to where, no one could tell, for what reason no one could guess, for his face betrayed no emotion, a flawless mask that deceived anyone who looked into his deep ocher eyes. Walking at this ungodly hour where even worms were to sleepy to even stir in their dirt filled homes. Not a sound could be heard aside from those steady sounds of his footsteps. It was early morning, so early that the sun was still making it's way towards the city, so early that it would take at least five hours for the first touch of sunlight to hit this the cold pavement. Yet even then he walked.

Finally he came upon what he was looking for a house, an implausibly big house. Standing outside, oblivious to the chill that suddenly overcame the air he stood, not making a sound. The door opened. Inside the butler offered to take his thin jean jacket, an offer he blatantly ignored. The butler led him into a room that was lavishly decorated. Stylish mahogany-stained wick chairs sat into the corners of the room, a large sofa of the same color settled behind the fragrant oak table seated in the middle of the area. On the ceiling were different brightly colored gems fashioned into a one-of a-kind chandelier, on the sides of the room are arc shaped windows were covered with velvet curtains, the open window to the right of him billowed the curtains and the sound of soft fabric brushing together could be heard. The substantial double maple doors opened to reveal a beautiful red-haired woman, two men stood behind her dressed in suits. She spoke with an accent. "Ah...you 'ave come back, no? vell, I vas expecting you. Sit, sit!" the young woman motioned frantically into one of the smaller chairs brought out by one of the men standing behind her. The little boy stood , no distinguishable emotion marred his complexion, but to those who know him well, they would have seen the look of mild dislike on his face, he stood there not moving. He didn't seem the least impressed about the amount of money this furniture might have cost. "You vill not sit?" The lady asked.

"....No thank you" the boy answered politely, in a somewhat bored tone. The woman shook her head and tsked with disapproval, but moved on to the subject she had been most eager to discuss. "Ze, job is, uh finished?"

"Yes"

"Ah...Zere were, no problems?"

"No"

The woman clapped her hands, "Good, good!" Then her face became sober again. "Did you leave any, itty bitty little piece of 'evidence zat could possibly be traced back to moi?"

"No"

"You're quite sure?"

"Yes"

"Very vell then" she turned around then and spoke to the people behind her. "Excuse moi Gentlemen, but vould you be so kind as to give ze little boy 'is reward?"

One of the men stepped up and handed him a silk purse. "17 bloodstones, 16 of ze highest quality emeralds, 13 of my best fire and black opals....oh how I vill miss them...6 deep sapphires, 4 rubies, 2 amethysts and my best diamond....vhich adds to a total of 45.2 million in American money." She closed her eyes with pain, as if she had lost her most beloved child. Taking a deep calming breath she forced a smile. The child smirked. What was this old lady's reason for looking like she swallowed a lemon? She was the one that made the offer of 45.2 million in American cash because she had wanted her nephew, Keiichi Kohaki dead because of a fat inheritance her nephew would have gotten should he have lived to his twenty eighth birthday, which was only two days away, now he was dead, and Syaoran knew very well that she knew that if she didn't pay up, she'd be dead too. He bowed slightly "Thank you" Rather then take the door, he leaped out the open window, a sheer twenty feet drop to the bottom awaited him but he faced it as if he were jumping off a small stool.

Glancing up the building, he saw the woman staring out the window, her eyes wide and her Lipstick-covered mouth formed an "O". He smirked at her, turned away and made his way back to where he came from.

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The Metallic doors of an underground Experiment lab opened to admit the small child. He walked through the seemingly endless hallways of the facility with one who had purpose. He came to a large room that was filled wall to wall with different weaponry each of the shiny, sharp objects were sorted by how much damage they could inflict on a person, this was their "Play room".

"Syaoran?" a voice called.

The little boy, whose name was Syaoran sighed in annoyance and turned around. "What?" he asked irritably to the terra-cotta eyed child standing before him. She tilted her head, "You're back early, did every thing go alright? Are you hurt?" The worry in her eyes caused the Syaoran's own eyes to soften just the tiniest bit, and only for a moment before they turned hard again and he glared at her with those intimidating gold orbs. "I'm fine." he snapped.

Meiling Li, his "cousin" (in a sense,) watched him with curiosity. She opened her mouth to say something when a wry chuckle sounded in the back corner. "Really Syaoran, you could be nicer." came a voice from the shadows.

"Shut it Eriol, I don't need your useless advice."

A blue eyed, black haired boy walked into the light. "Don't you know that it's not nice to disrespect your elders?" he asked, amused.

Syaoran snorted. "You're as old as we are....just...out of date." he smirked.

Eriol looked about ready to say something to fire back at Syaoran's rally when their mother/creator/mad scientist walked on. "Children, that's enough quarreling" she asked, not really caring what happened as long as they shut their mouths. She gazed fondly at both Eriol and Syaoran, but sent a somewhat annoyed look at Meiling. "I told you to stay away from the test tubes!" She snapped at the black haired child. Meiling shrugged but wouldn't meet the woman's gaze, focusing her attention on the floor as if it were the secret of the cosmos. Out of all her "Children" Meiling was the one who acted most like a real child. Eriol and Syaoran would have met her gaze directly and gutted her on the spot. Meiling on the other hand looked ashamed of herself for breaking the carefully enforced rules. Something must have gone wrong when Meiling was born.

"Dr. Umieshi!" An Acolyte ran in, gasping for air. "Dr. Umieshi! The test tubes aren't responding to the controls! Were going to lose Chu-wing and Pu Yui if we don't do something quick!"

Dr. Umieshi cursed, and with one more scathing glance in Mieling's direction, she scurried out of the room. Eriol smiled. "Now you've done it Meiling."

She ignored him and looked at Syaoran. "How are babies made?" Syaoran stared at her as if she were insane. "Well.." He started slowly, as if he were talking to a very slow child that couldn't understand him, "When a man and woman have decided that they wanted to have a child, they--"

"I know how that works Syaoran! I don't mean regular babies, I mean babies....babies like us"

Syaoran looked quite relieved at not having to explain how "regular" babies were made. "Oh, Those Kind of babies. Well, first you have to have regular unfertilized eggs sold by Human mothers, then it's kept into storage until an artificial sperm is created through Cyborganic gene splicing, in which computer data is inserted to it. It's not like regular babies. The information in that sperm already contains what sex you are, it's been.....preplanned, so before the sperm even touches the egg, they already knew that you were going to be a girl. Everything is in that sperm, what color hair you would have, how fast you're able to think in a tight situation, how high you can jump, how hard an assault you can take. Everything. It's all preplanned, so that also means they knew how you would look like before the data was fully injected. An then you're nurtured in the test tubes while more wires are attached to your head, downloading more data as you grow in the test tube, until your nine months are up. The test tubes serve as artificial wombs. They name you as soon as that sperm hits the egg."

Eriol looked amused, "And why does Dr. Umieshi refer to you as 'cousins'?"

Syaoran looked annoyed now. "Because both my mother and her sister sold an egg, and Meiling just happens to come from my 'Aunt's' egg"

Meiling stared at him. "Then what's this about Eriol being older then us? He was born in the same year, but he still calls you descendent. Why is that?" She asked.

Syaoran glared at Eriol. "It was apparent that our great-great-great-great grandmother sold one of her unfertilized eggs to make money so she could feed herself. Once they joined the sperm with it, they froze his embryo because the facility was attacked by raiders 96 years ago. Don't you know anything?" Syaoran asked Meiling. "They explained this in class!"

Eriol grinned. "She was staring out the window while were having that particular discussion."

"Shut up Eriol!" Meiling snapped irritably.

"Very good Syaoran." Dr. Umieshi's voice caused them all to jump. She had come back without them noticing, they must have been very distracted if they hadn't noticed the soft clicking her high heeled shoes created, or the smell of her perfume wafting coyly into the air.

"That was indeed, The Beginning of the beginning...." she smiled.

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Chapter One Complete! That was hard to write! I hope it wasn't too confusing! Please tell me if it was, I don't want the people reading this to suddenly run away screaming. Review an tell me what you think, I just wanted people to know that just because they weren't created the same way, they're still human. Superhuman maybe, but human nonetheless. Please Review! (now for some well deserved Ice Cream. ^-^)