whew...gomen ne! Sorry for not updating sooner ^^;; I have been really busy espeically now since I'm trying to finish my summer assignment....such a painful task....while also having fun ^o^ So I'll also apologized beforehand...cuz I know this chap is really short...gomen -.-;;

Anyway, refer to the disclaimer and the key in the first chapter ^o~ And make sure you read the warning, I know this fic is really freaky ^^:; But you'll see at the end...I don't want to give it away...but I think some of you guys probably already guess it ^o^ Shhh.....

Japanese words: Lie= no Ano= but

Enjoy ^o~

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Chapter 2: A Glimpse of Fate



On the cold marble floor, a girl around the age of eighteen moaned as she struggled with the rope tied around her feet and arms tightly. Frowning a bit, she fluttered her eyes and opened them suddenly with fear, then bitterness. Her emerald eyes narrowed as she glared at the chief on the throne wearing a necklace which every bead symbolized his courage, knowledge, and justice over years. The emerald-eyed girl smirked, barely lifted her lips up, and turned away.

"There," the chief grinned kindly, although blinding the victim with his golden teeth, "now, Ying Fa, you know for a fact that in order for the tribe to survive, someone has to sacrifice oneself each year. It just happened to be you this year."

Ying Fa narrowed her eyes even more, for all she knew, what the chief said was all lies. The sacrifice each year was determined by raffling. She, however, wasn't chosen by the raffling, it was the chief's daughter. Out of selfishness, the chief bribed the council to announce the sacrifice as her, Ying Fa---all because she was an orphan who no one wanted...and her eyes...haunting emerald eyes that symbolized witchery.

Ignoring Ying Fa's glare, the chief continued without resentment, "You should feel honored, Ying Fa. To be able to die for the good cause, for all of us... You will be remembered as vivid as today."

"As a prisoner? As a victim who is going to face her death? As the orphan who you would be glad to get rid of?" Ying Fa spitted out each word, gaining strength as she spoke the last word. Her eyes reflected her anger and hatred, glowing a bring green so close to white yet so eerie.

The chief of the once great Illusione bit his lips nervously and raised his arm, "Guards!"

Two guards appeared and with hesitation, they stood next to the emerald- eyed girl about a yard apart.

"Take the girl down to the cell and _don't_ let her escape _again_, understand?"

"Yes, chief!"

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"HEY! WATCH OUT!!"

"Huh?" Sakura turned around slowly to find herself facing a speeding truck unable to brake.

"GET OUT OF THE WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!" the driver screamed as he tried to swerve the truck around.

Sakura's emerald eyes widened in fright, *I...can't move my feet!*

"GET OUT!" the driver shouted again for the wheel wouldn't work as well.

Sakura closed her eyes as the truck sped closer, closer, and closer.

"SAKURA!"

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Ying Fa wriggled around, attempting to loosen the rope tied around her arms. She sighed as she let her shoulders lagged, a sign of desperation. She had been caged for hours, four hours exactly, based on the time the guards checked on her with sneer on their faces.

In other cells other than hers, the prisoners stayed close to the wall, as far away from her as possible, like she was some kind of virus to humankind, all just because of her emerald eyes. Ying Fa lift the corner of her lips slightly, whether to be glad not to be pestered by other prisoners or sad that everyone avoided her like a rat on the street, she knew not, nothing. Just that she was never accepted into the Illusione society.

Maybe it was for the best if she died, it would sure free her of the hatred in other's eyes. It was getting too painful. Way too painful to bear. Maybe this would be the end...the end to her suffering...

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"AHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Sakura screamed as she toppled over. She shut her eyes tightly waiting for the wheels to crush her ribs, but it never happened.

Slowly, Sakura opened her eyes slightly only to find a familiar brown head lying right next to her, "...Syaoran."

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Ying Fa snapped her emerald eyes opened as she heard once again the rattling upon her gate. She murmured softly, "It's time."

The two guards from before slammed the prison door open, obviously not frightened of the outcast. They brought with them a rope, a magical rope one could say, for it would shrink when the person it bind to struggle against it.

Calmly, Ying Fa held her arms out toward the guards. She knew there was no more escape for her. She would be the sacrifice...it's her fate. With a chocking voice, she said, "Here, tie me."

The guards hid all elements of surprise as they bent down cautiously to tie the magical rope around the victim tightly. They smiled satisfied at their work as they stood up once again.

"Get up!" one of the guards kicked the petite Ying Fa in the stomach.

Grunting and holding her stomach, Ying Fa bit her lower lip as she stood up on her feet.

"Walk!" the other guard shoved her as they began heading toward the deepest of wood.

Ying Fa stumbled a little before she reverted back to her composure---of no emotions, of no feeling, just numbness and heavy footsteps behind the guards.

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Syaoran groaned and smiled weakly at Sakura, "Are you hurt?"

"Lie," Sakura shook her head as she managed to get up on her own. She looked over at Syaoran as he placed his hands next to his head and did a backward somersault. Sakura blushed a little then the crimson flush disappeared from her face. A worried glance was set forth. She fumbled with her hands, not knowing what to say to Syaoran. Whether to have some smart retort or just to say thanks, she really didn't know. "Ano..."

"Ehh?" Syaoran turned and looked at Sakura in the eyes.

"Uhhh...thanks!" Sakura then flushed a royal red and ran toward her house forgetting her bag.

Behind her, Syaoran beamed and whispered, "You're welcome, Ra-chan." He remembered years ago when they were Shaoran and Ra-chan, two bodies with one mind. For years, he had repented, for he had betrayed his best friend just for his pride, just to prove that he was one of the boys. And he had suffered. Sakrua hadn't spoken a positive word with him for years. Just now, the spell was broken. Maybe one day...she would forgive him, yes...she will.

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At last they had reached the forest, a forbidden place to all. A guard yanked at Ying Fa's hair while another one tied Ying Fa's hands to the tree in front of the cave.

Although Ying Fa tried to remain her composure, she couldn't resist but wince at the numerous scars on the tree, signifying the number of victims that had been sacrificed.

Now it had come to this. Her fate, no, her death, would be soon.

The guards suddenly felt the cold chill spreading across the land, everywhere it touched turned into a dark greenish light.

"He's here," the guards hissed between themselves and quickly exited the forest.

The ground beneath Ying Fa shook slightly as a beam of light erupted blinding a person within. Ying Fa took a sharp intake of breath as she examined the demigod everyone was so afraid of.

The green light faded away slowly as a young man around the age of twenty appeared. With closed eyes and slightly messy brown hair, he had appeared...with a glaive.

"Xiao Lang."