*I don't own Card Captor Sakura or any of the characters etc. Does this even do anything?
*Keep in mind that in that everyone is 17. In other words they have matured greatly ;)
Destiny Challenged
Chapter 1
Amora
His Feelings
Syaoran had never moved so fast in his life. The scene in front of him was horrifying but he kept running to the place where it all ends, Tokyo Tower. The sky suddenly turns pitch black and lightning strikes the nearby powerlines and blacks out the entire city. Suddenly the ground shakes and Syaoran loses his footing and falls. Clouds part and a portal materializes just above the tower. The steel supports of the tower bend and break as they are sucked into the void. Nearby buildings are torn apart as Syaoran holds onto a steel railing for dear life.
'Stay away from her!'
The portal begins to grow larger and everything in the vincity is thrown in. Cars, people, and everything else that resembles civilization disappear. Syaoran takes out his sword, thrusts it into the concrete sidewalk as a handle, and stands defiantly.
"Never! Nothing can change the way I feel about her!"
'Young fool...nothing can change fate. You were never meant to be. Continue and it will mean your death.'
The concrete sidewalk cracks and Syaoran loses his support. With nothing to hold on to, he feels himself pulled into the portal and with one final breath yells out one name that came to mind.
"SAKURA!!!"
* * *
Syaoran wakes up in a cold sweat and falls off the bed bumping his head on a nearby chair.
"Ow! Shit..." he mumbles after realizing he had the dream again. The same one that plagued him at least once every week. Looking around, he begins to take comfort in the familiar surroundings of his room in the Li mansion. Glancing at the clock he winced at the time. 3 am. Another night of sleep wasted. He didn't even bother trying to go to sleep again. Personal experience told him he couldn't. Sighing he walked to the bathroom and took a quick shower. Feeling refreshed and awake, he picked up his sword from his nightstand and walked outside.
Everywhere he looked was green. From the grass to the leaves illuminated by moonlight. His favorite color since childhood. Partially because it reminded him. Of her. Those beautiful emerald eyes that sparkled in the sun or glowed under the moon. And her smile that shocked him to the core. The one that removed every emotional barrier he put around himself. Suddenly he caught himself thinking about her again.
'Kuso! Anta baka! She's probably in love with some guy that moved there after you left. Probably hates you for not saying goodbye' Syaoran thought.
With that he started his midnight sword training. One that he had become familiar with in the past few months. Over the years he had grown more powerful and now could produce a clone of himself for a short while. One that matched his speed, strength, and even technique.
"Tian Xia Xiao Ren!" he chanted and his green aura flared. Before him stood his mirror image with the same clothes and sword he had. Without a second to think Syaoran sidestepped himself as his clone flew by sword first. Every attack was real. Every cut was real. If he lost to himself then he would die. Syaoran knew he had no advantages physically or magically. The only thing he had on his side was his heart. The will to live and see his cherry blossom again. Gritting his teeth he threw himself into the battle.
The two Syaorans were evenly matched in every aspect. Their slashes and blocks were a blur even to a veteran eye. Neither backed down and they were tiring out at the same rate. Both had tried to be the agressor and both eventually failed. Syaoran ran in for an attack but saw the clone's blade coming for his head. With no time for a block, he jumped back as fast as he could. The sword missed his neck but caught him on the cheek leaving a deep cut.
"Ahhhhh!!" Syaoran screamed in pain and fell to the floor. The clone moved in for the kill and thrusted the sword for Syaoran's head.
This is it...No! I won't let it end like this! I have to see her again. Even if it is from far away!
Thoughts ran rampant around his head but it only took a fraction of a second for Syaoran to react to his present situation. As the sword descended, he rolled to the side an inch away from the blade. Acting on instinct, Syaoran kicked his clone's feet from under him and with superhuman speed shoved his weapon into the back of his counterpart before he fell.
No sooner had he done this the clone disappeared and Syaoran collapsed on the ground panting for oxygen. From the distance, a shadow watched this in amusement.
'Well done my little wolf. Perhaps you are not as weak as you appear to be.'
* * *
'I'm getting so pathetic. Can't even beat my own clone without getting injured.'
Syaoran walked down to his room and prepared to patch his cheek up. He knew healing magic but couldn't use it on himself. He would have to get one of his sisters to heal him. With another glance at the clock he went and took another shower. It was 6 in the morning and the elders wanted to see him at 8.
Syaoran smirked as he thought of the Li clan elders. They were 6 old men who had enjoyed their position even before he was born. They wielded almost absolute power over any business of the clan. Nobody dared to oppose them. Well almost nobody. His mother was one that never agreed to what the elders said. She was the one person who Syaoran looked up to when he was little and continued to even now. She commanded respect and would have been an elder herself if the last clan leader hadn't objected because she was a woman.
'Well that's all going to change. The elders can't use me like the last clan leader. I'll make sure my mother and sisters get their due positions as heads of the clan.'
At exactly 8, the elders summoned for Syaoran. As he walked to the meeting room, he passed by his eldest sister.
"Good morning Xiao Lang!" Fuutie said then exclaimed as she saw his cheek. "What did you do to yourself?"
"I beat myself up" Syaoran stated as if reporting the weather. He saw her annoyed expression and sighed. "If you must know, I dueled with the clone I created and he gave me this."
"You know you shouldn't do that by yourself. You could have been killed! But anyway let me heal it so you can look presentable to the elders." Fuutie offered. A blue aura surrounded her and her fingertips started to glow where she touched Syaoran's cheek. When the cut was gone her aura faded and so did the glow.
"Thanks. But I really don't care about looking presentable to those old power hungry bastards." Syaoran whispered. He only talked liked that with his sisters and mother. To anyone else, doing that would be too risky.
"That may be true but until you become the Li clan head, even you are in danger of their influence. Be careful of what you do and say Xiao Lang. You could be cast out of the clan you worked so hard and sacrificed so much for." Fuutie stated. She was one of the few people who knew of Syaoran's feelings for the Card Mistress and how he threw them away for the sake of the clan.
"Don't worry. I won't do anything irrational that would put anybody at risk."
"That's good to hear. Your other sisters and our mother are all proud of you. We support your decisions."
Syaoran gave his eldest sister one of his rare smiles. Politics had ripped many families apart to the point of killing each other and he was determined not to let that happen to his own family. They were very close and Syaoran wanted to keep it that way. He said goodbye to his sister and walked off to meet with the elders.
"Elders, Li Xiao Lang is here to meet with you," a servant informed the six men who were sitting on one side of the table.
"Send him in," one of them replied. "You are dismissed."
The servant bowed and left. Moments later Syaoran came in and looked around. The table was in the center of a spacious and highly decorated traditional meeting room. It was extremely lopsided as 6 occupied chairs were on one side and one on the other side that was obviously meant for him. He bowed and took a seat.
"Greetings Elders," Syaoran said in his most formal voice. "You sent for me?"
"Ah yes, Li Xiao Lang. As you know it was planned that on your 18th birthday, you would be coronated the head of the Li clan." one of the men started immediately. "However, you were tested on your abilities of whether or not you are worthy of this position. This was bringing the clow cards back into the hands of the Li. A mission in which you...failed."
All 6 elders stared intensly into one pair of amber eyes, searching for any type of emotion. They found none. Rigid training over the years had taught Syaoran to completely hide any emotion to the outside world. Only one person could break through the barrier Syaoran had set up.
'And I'll never see her again.'
He calmly waited for them to speak again. He had no doubt where this was going. They were giving him another test that they thought he couldn't pass. A task that was impossible in their opinion. Syaoran groaned inwardly as he saw their plot to try and remove him from becoming leader of the clan.
"Since you didn't complete your first mission, another will be assigned to you. This is to assure that you are worthy enough to lead the Li clan. Your mission will be to protect the one you lost the cards to. The Card Mistress herself." the head elder said with an unnoticeable smile tugging the corners of his mouth.
Syaoran was beyond surprised as he heard what his mission was and it took every bit of self control to appear calm and collected. Inside his mind the pros and cons of seeing Sakura again were being played out and the cons were winning. The thoughts of her hating him were almost too much to bear but then he saw the smirk on every elder's face. No they wouldn't toy with him. Not now. Not ever. Not if he could help it. He would discard his personal feelings so the clan could be rid of these 6 power hungry old men.
"What am I supposed to protect her from?" Syaoran asked as calmly as possible.
"We sense an evil lurking about Japan. Presently we have no idea what it is but we do know that it is targeting her. Since the cards were originally ours, we want them to be kept safe regardless of who posesses them. Keep your eyes open and make sure she comes to no harm. That is your mission. You are now dismissed."
Syaoran bowed and exited quickly.
'Just as I thought. Not one word of good luck or be careful' Syaoran smirked as he walked down the hall to get advice from his mother.
Passing a window, Syaoran saw a cherry blossom tree in full bloom and his heart ached. It reminded him of his Sakura. What would she be liked now? Beautiful no doubt. His mind wandered to her smile and how much it could brighten his day when she smiled at him. Quickly, Syaoran shook his head to clear his thoughts. He had lost his chance to tell her. Silently he cursed at himself for being a coward.
No sooner had Syaoran turned and stepped from the room, a shadow appeared in front of the 6 elders. She materialized into a solid being and the men couldn't help but gawk. The woman who appeared couldn't be described as beautiful; she was absolutely stunning. Blonde hair cascaded down to her mid-back in a way that would take the most sophisticated salons hours to perfect. Her piercing blue eyes were icy as her mouth turned upward into a seductive smirk as she realized the attention she was getting. She wore a skin tight body suit that showed every dangerous and used it to her advantage. She knew by the looks on their faces that they wouldn't resist.
"Did you tell the Little Wolf what I told you to?" the woman asked as she scanned the faces of the most powerful men in the Li clan. She grinned in satisfaction when she noted that they all possessed the same appreciative eye that all men got when they saw her.
"Y-Yes we did Apsu-sama" the eldest one replied hesitantly. "Are you sure you can get rid of Li Xiao Lang?"
At this question she just laughed.
"Of course. Do not worry about about that. You all shall retain your powers as the head of your clan in return for your services. No man can resist me. The Little Wolf shall not become an exception. All who oppose me tend to...die"
A/N: Apsu was some main evil sorceress who could control fate. I'm not sure where I remember her from. It could be in a fanfic piece or another anime series. Gomen if this is from a fic one of you wrote and if you want me to change the name then please tell me.
Japanese translations
kuso-damnit (I think it's Syaoran's favorite phrase)
anta baka-you dumbass
*Keep in mind that in that everyone is 17. In other words they have matured greatly ;)
Destiny Challenged
Chapter 1
Amora
His Feelings
Syaoran had never moved so fast in his life. The scene in front of him was horrifying but he kept running to the place where it all ends, Tokyo Tower. The sky suddenly turns pitch black and lightning strikes the nearby powerlines and blacks out the entire city. Suddenly the ground shakes and Syaoran loses his footing and falls. Clouds part and a portal materializes just above the tower. The steel supports of the tower bend and break as they are sucked into the void. Nearby buildings are torn apart as Syaoran holds onto a steel railing for dear life.
'Stay away from her!'
The portal begins to grow larger and everything in the vincity is thrown in. Cars, people, and everything else that resembles civilization disappear. Syaoran takes out his sword, thrusts it into the concrete sidewalk as a handle, and stands defiantly.
"Never! Nothing can change the way I feel about her!"
'Young fool...nothing can change fate. You were never meant to be. Continue and it will mean your death.'
The concrete sidewalk cracks and Syaoran loses his support. With nothing to hold on to, he feels himself pulled into the portal and with one final breath yells out one name that came to mind.
"SAKURA!!!"
* * *
Syaoran wakes up in a cold sweat and falls off the bed bumping his head on a nearby chair.
"Ow! Shit..." he mumbles after realizing he had the dream again. The same one that plagued him at least once every week. Looking around, he begins to take comfort in the familiar surroundings of his room in the Li mansion. Glancing at the clock he winced at the time. 3 am. Another night of sleep wasted. He didn't even bother trying to go to sleep again. Personal experience told him he couldn't. Sighing he walked to the bathroom and took a quick shower. Feeling refreshed and awake, he picked up his sword from his nightstand and walked outside.
Everywhere he looked was green. From the grass to the leaves illuminated by moonlight. His favorite color since childhood. Partially because it reminded him. Of her. Those beautiful emerald eyes that sparkled in the sun or glowed under the moon. And her smile that shocked him to the core. The one that removed every emotional barrier he put around himself. Suddenly he caught himself thinking about her again.
'Kuso! Anta baka! She's probably in love with some guy that moved there after you left. Probably hates you for not saying goodbye' Syaoran thought.
With that he started his midnight sword training. One that he had become familiar with in the past few months. Over the years he had grown more powerful and now could produce a clone of himself for a short while. One that matched his speed, strength, and even technique.
"Tian Xia Xiao Ren!" he chanted and his green aura flared. Before him stood his mirror image with the same clothes and sword he had. Without a second to think Syaoran sidestepped himself as his clone flew by sword first. Every attack was real. Every cut was real. If he lost to himself then he would die. Syaoran knew he had no advantages physically or magically. The only thing he had on his side was his heart. The will to live and see his cherry blossom again. Gritting his teeth he threw himself into the battle.
The two Syaorans were evenly matched in every aspect. Their slashes and blocks were a blur even to a veteran eye. Neither backed down and they were tiring out at the same rate. Both had tried to be the agressor and both eventually failed. Syaoran ran in for an attack but saw the clone's blade coming for his head. With no time for a block, he jumped back as fast as he could. The sword missed his neck but caught him on the cheek leaving a deep cut.
"Ahhhhh!!" Syaoran screamed in pain and fell to the floor. The clone moved in for the kill and thrusted the sword for Syaoran's head.
This is it...No! I won't let it end like this! I have to see her again. Even if it is from far away!
Thoughts ran rampant around his head but it only took a fraction of a second for Syaoran to react to his present situation. As the sword descended, he rolled to the side an inch away from the blade. Acting on instinct, Syaoran kicked his clone's feet from under him and with superhuman speed shoved his weapon into the back of his counterpart before he fell.
No sooner had he done this the clone disappeared and Syaoran collapsed on the ground panting for oxygen. From the distance, a shadow watched this in amusement.
'Well done my little wolf. Perhaps you are not as weak as you appear to be.'
* * *
'I'm getting so pathetic. Can't even beat my own clone without getting injured.'
Syaoran walked down to his room and prepared to patch his cheek up. He knew healing magic but couldn't use it on himself. He would have to get one of his sisters to heal him. With another glance at the clock he went and took another shower. It was 6 in the morning and the elders wanted to see him at 8.
Syaoran smirked as he thought of the Li clan elders. They were 6 old men who had enjoyed their position even before he was born. They wielded almost absolute power over any business of the clan. Nobody dared to oppose them. Well almost nobody. His mother was one that never agreed to what the elders said. She was the one person who Syaoran looked up to when he was little and continued to even now. She commanded respect and would have been an elder herself if the last clan leader hadn't objected because she was a woman.
'Well that's all going to change. The elders can't use me like the last clan leader. I'll make sure my mother and sisters get their due positions as heads of the clan.'
At exactly 8, the elders summoned for Syaoran. As he walked to the meeting room, he passed by his eldest sister.
"Good morning Xiao Lang!" Fuutie said then exclaimed as she saw his cheek. "What did you do to yourself?"
"I beat myself up" Syaoran stated as if reporting the weather. He saw her annoyed expression and sighed. "If you must know, I dueled with the clone I created and he gave me this."
"You know you shouldn't do that by yourself. You could have been killed! But anyway let me heal it so you can look presentable to the elders." Fuutie offered. A blue aura surrounded her and her fingertips started to glow where she touched Syaoran's cheek. When the cut was gone her aura faded and so did the glow.
"Thanks. But I really don't care about looking presentable to those old power hungry bastards." Syaoran whispered. He only talked liked that with his sisters and mother. To anyone else, doing that would be too risky.
"That may be true but until you become the Li clan head, even you are in danger of their influence. Be careful of what you do and say Xiao Lang. You could be cast out of the clan you worked so hard and sacrificed so much for." Fuutie stated. She was one of the few people who knew of Syaoran's feelings for the Card Mistress and how he threw them away for the sake of the clan.
"Don't worry. I won't do anything irrational that would put anybody at risk."
"That's good to hear. Your other sisters and our mother are all proud of you. We support your decisions."
Syaoran gave his eldest sister one of his rare smiles. Politics had ripped many families apart to the point of killing each other and he was determined not to let that happen to his own family. They were very close and Syaoran wanted to keep it that way. He said goodbye to his sister and walked off to meet with the elders.
"Elders, Li Xiao Lang is here to meet with you," a servant informed the six men who were sitting on one side of the table.
"Send him in," one of them replied. "You are dismissed."
The servant bowed and left. Moments later Syaoran came in and looked around. The table was in the center of a spacious and highly decorated traditional meeting room. It was extremely lopsided as 6 occupied chairs were on one side and one on the other side that was obviously meant for him. He bowed and took a seat.
"Greetings Elders," Syaoran said in his most formal voice. "You sent for me?"
"Ah yes, Li Xiao Lang. As you know it was planned that on your 18th birthday, you would be coronated the head of the Li clan." one of the men started immediately. "However, you were tested on your abilities of whether or not you are worthy of this position. This was bringing the clow cards back into the hands of the Li. A mission in which you...failed."
All 6 elders stared intensly into one pair of amber eyes, searching for any type of emotion. They found none. Rigid training over the years had taught Syaoran to completely hide any emotion to the outside world. Only one person could break through the barrier Syaoran had set up.
'And I'll never see her again.'
He calmly waited for them to speak again. He had no doubt where this was going. They were giving him another test that they thought he couldn't pass. A task that was impossible in their opinion. Syaoran groaned inwardly as he saw their plot to try and remove him from becoming leader of the clan.
"Since you didn't complete your first mission, another will be assigned to you. This is to assure that you are worthy enough to lead the Li clan. Your mission will be to protect the one you lost the cards to. The Card Mistress herself." the head elder said with an unnoticeable smile tugging the corners of his mouth.
Syaoran was beyond surprised as he heard what his mission was and it took every bit of self control to appear calm and collected. Inside his mind the pros and cons of seeing Sakura again were being played out and the cons were winning. The thoughts of her hating him were almost too much to bear but then he saw the smirk on every elder's face. No they wouldn't toy with him. Not now. Not ever. Not if he could help it. He would discard his personal feelings so the clan could be rid of these 6 power hungry old men.
"What am I supposed to protect her from?" Syaoran asked as calmly as possible.
"We sense an evil lurking about Japan. Presently we have no idea what it is but we do know that it is targeting her. Since the cards were originally ours, we want them to be kept safe regardless of who posesses them. Keep your eyes open and make sure she comes to no harm. That is your mission. You are now dismissed."
Syaoran bowed and exited quickly.
'Just as I thought. Not one word of good luck or be careful' Syaoran smirked as he walked down the hall to get advice from his mother.
Passing a window, Syaoran saw a cherry blossom tree in full bloom and his heart ached. It reminded him of his Sakura. What would she be liked now? Beautiful no doubt. His mind wandered to her smile and how much it could brighten his day when she smiled at him. Quickly, Syaoran shook his head to clear his thoughts. He had lost his chance to tell her. Silently he cursed at himself for being a coward.
No sooner had Syaoran turned and stepped from the room, a shadow appeared in front of the 6 elders. She materialized into a solid being and the men couldn't help but gawk. The woman who appeared couldn't be described as beautiful; she was absolutely stunning. Blonde hair cascaded down to her mid-back in a way that would take the most sophisticated salons hours to perfect. Her piercing blue eyes were icy as her mouth turned upward into a seductive smirk as she realized the attention she was getting. She wore a skin tight body suit that showed every dangerous and used it to her advantage. She knew by the looks on their faces that they wouldn't resist.
"Did you tell the Little Wolf what I told you to?" the woman asked as she scanned the faces of the most powerful men in the Li clan. She grinned in satisfaction when she noted that they all possessed the same appreciative eye that all men got when they saw her.
"Y-Yes we did Apsu-sama" the eldest one replied hesitantly. "Are you sure you can get rid of Li Xiao Lang?"
At this question she just laughed.
"Of course. Do not worry about about that. You all shall retain your powers as the head of your clan in return for your services. No man can resist me. The Little Wolf shall not become an exception. All who oppose me tend to...die"
A/N: Apsu was some main evil sorceress who could control fate. I'm not sure where I remember her from. It could be in a fanfic piece or another anime series. Gomen if this is from a fic one of you wrote and if you want me to change the name then please tell me.
Japanese translations
kuso-damnit (I think it's Syaoran's favorite phrase)
anta baka-you dumbass