THE OLD TEST.
PART 4
BY Starshower
Hey, sorry this took so long to get out. Me + Exams = Stress = no stories. WAAAAH
Disclaimer: Dont own (wish I did) Dont sue (trust me, you wont get anything)
This is for everyone who reviewed, and told me to get more out. I hope this meets your standards, and if it doesnt, I'm sure you'll tell me.
On with the story!
Kyron looked at his prey with glee. It wouldn't be long now. He smiled as Sakura glared up at him, from her spot huddled up against a wall. Dark bruises covered her arms and lower legs, and the right side of her face. He had been beating her on and off for 2 days now and her sprit was almost broken. It was fun but it was getting tiresome now. She had stopped fighting back, except for small, rare occasions that disappeared almost as soon as they had appeared.
A sudden smile lit up his face, as he looked at Sakura. She glared back at him, her gaze never wavering as he quickly walked to a drawer. Opening it, he pulled out a white sheet, and tore it into several strips. Carrying three of them, he walked up to his prisoner and placed one rag in her mouth, tying it at the back of her head.
With the others he bound her wrists and ankles tightly, and then tied the ends together, leaving her lying on her side, bound in a way so she couldn't move.
Still smiling at her, Kyron caressed her face his hand moving softly over her bruises before trailing his hand down past her neck. Her eyes widened in fear, then relaxed as his hand stopped at her neck.
With one swift and smooth movement, Kyron ripped the necklace from her neck, snapping the chain that held her Key of Clow.
Dangling it from his wrist, he walked over to the other side of the room and pulled a mobile phone from inside his jacket.
Kyron swung the key around in the air as he dialled and he smirked at Sakura as someone answered. "Tomoyo Daidouji?"
Tomoyo was sitting at home, worrying about her best friend. Sakura had been missing for a few days now. Touya and Syaoran had called her from Hong Kong, telling her their latest news - they didn't have Sakura. But they weren't coming back to Tomoeda because they would just have to leave again. In a few days, the test was supposed to happen, and that was supposed to happen in some secluded forest in the middle of China.
Tomoyo sighed. She just wished she could do something to help her friend. Kero, unknown to both Syaoran and Touya, had gone to China with the boys, hiding himself in Touya's suitcase. But here she was, at home and helpless. She had done all she could, sending most of her bodyguards off to look for the missing girl, but her mother had demanded that at least three of them stay with her.
The phone rang, startling Tomoyo out of her self induced misery, and Tomoyo got up to answer it.
"Hello?" she asked, and politely waited for the other person to answer.
"Tomoyo Daidouji?"
"Yes, who's this?"
"I'm... a friend." The male voice came over the phone.
"Of who's?" Tomoyo asked suspiciously.
"Sakura's." he said.
"Where is she?"
"She's okay." The guy tried to assure her. "I need your help."
"My help?" Tomoyo said sceptically.
"Yeah, I was helping the guy who took her, but I want out."
"What do you want my help for?" Tomoyo asked, her tone guarded.
"I want you to get me a new identity." He told her. "In return, I'll help you rescue Sakura."
There was a pause on the phone as Tomoyo considered the offer. On one hand, he might be faking, but on the other hand, it was the best chance of finding Sakura any of them had.
That made up her mind. If she helped this guy, she would actually be doing something to find Sakura, not just sitting down, doing nothing.
"I'll meet you." She said firmly, her voice not conveying the fear she felt.
"In the town mall, in two hours?" he asked, hurriedly.
"I'll be there." She promised.
"Come alone." He whispered. "I have to go, he's coming."
The phone went dead.
Tomoyo hung the phone back up, and sat back, deep in thought. What had she just done, agreeing to meet with one of the guys who had kidnapped Sakura? Then she realised, in shock, that the guy hadn't even given her his name, or told her what he looked like. How the hell was she going to find him?
Tomoyo walked nervously down the main street of Tomoeda's mall, looking all around her for the person she was supposed to meet. She wished they had arranged this better, but it was too late now.
Tomoyo glanced at the watch she wore on her right wrist. It was ten past two. She was supposed to meet her contact to Sakura ten minutes ago, but so far, they hadn't found each other.
Just as she had thought that, she felt someone tap her on the shoulder, and jumped.
"I'm sorry." The person apologised. "I didn't mean to startle you."
Tomoyo got a good look at him. He was a couple of years older then her, with black hair, that fell just above his eyes, but long at the back, tied into a small ponytail. He wore a loose fitting black jacket over a very dark blue shirt and black jeans. And he was extremely good looking.
While she was observing him, the man was doing the same to her, taking in the black hair, which now fell to her knees, and her once sparkling eyes, which were now ringed in black shadows.
"Tomoyo Daidouji?" he questioned.
Tomoyo looked up at him in shock. How did he know her name? She thought to herself.
"I spoke to you earlier, and Sakura told me that you were the best person to call for help." He said.
Tomoyo stared at him in confusion, before politely asked, "pardon?"
"You asked me how I knew your name and I told you." He explained.
"I said that out loud?" Tomoyo said, mortified.
He nodded.
"Sorry."
"Don't worry about it." He said smiling at her.
"You know where Sakura is?" she asked, drawing her gaze away from his eyes.
He nodded again. "Yes. I'll take you to her, but you have to promise you'll be quiet, and not listen to what Sakura says. Kyron used a drug on her, that makes her think everyone is the bad guy."
Tomoyo nodded, understanding.
"Let's go."
Sakura sat, tied up, against a chair. She had bruises covering most of her body, and the ropes were so tight they were cutting off her circulation. She was gagged, and dressed only in a very, very short, pale blue dress, with her hair done in curls, like a little girl.
She had heard Kyron half of the phone call to Tomoyo, and had guessed his intentions.
Two hostages were better then one.
She wondered what Eriol was going to do about it, because everyone knew, except for Tomoyo, that Eriol was in love with the black haired girl.
She also wondered what Yukito, or more specifically, Yue, was going to do, when the girls were rescued.
Before Kyron had left, he had told her, not in words exactly, that she would have company soon, and she was pretty sure, after their phone call, that it would be Tomoyo.
Right before he had left, he had tied her up in the chair, then given her a vicious punch to the face, knocking her into the wall behind her and making her pass out, so she had no idea of how long he had been gone.
Suddenly, the door opened and Sakura whipped her head around to look.
Tomoyo ran in, immediately running up to her friend, and loosening the ties.
"Sakura, are you okay?" Tomoyo asked.
Sakura mumbled something through her gag, but Tomoyo got the message and undid it.
"Tomoyo, whatever Kyron told you, it was a lie." Sakura told her. "He's using us both for hostages now."
"What? Sakura, I'm here to rescue you, with the help of..." she trailed off, realising she didn't know the man's name.
"I believe the name you're looking for, Miss Daidouji, is Kyron Ubuto." Said Kyron standing to block the doorway.
"you bastard." Sakura hissed. "Why'd you bring her into this? She doesn't even know about Clow."
Tomoyo caught the look Sakura sent her, and adopted a blank, puzzled look on her face.
"You know what they say." Kyron shrugged. "If you play with fire, you're gonna get burned." He fixed Sakura with a steely gaze. "Or, in this case, you're gonna get someone you care about burned."
With that, he stepped out of the room, locking it again.
"This time, Clow Mistress, you don't have your key to escape."
Tomoyo and Sakura looked at each other, a single thought running through both their minds. 'How the hell are we going to get out of this.
Next part done!!!!!!!
I'm happy!
Please, please please, review.
The parts of this, and of Fighting the Future should be coming out quicker, because I am offically on holidays now.
once again, please review and mega thanks to everyone who has reviewed.
Ja ne,
Starshower.
PART 4
BY Starshower
Hey, sorry this took so long to get out. Me + Exams = Stress = no stories. WAAAAH
Disclaimer: Dont own (wish I did) Dont sue (trust me, you wont get anything)
This is for everyone who reviewed, and told me to get more out. I hope this meets your standards, and if it doesnt, I'm sure you'll tell me.
On with the story!
Kyron looked at his prey with glee. It wouldn't be long now. He smiled as Sakura glared up at him, from her spot huddled up against a wall. Dark bruises covered her arms and lower legs, and the right side of her face. He had been beating her on and off for 2 days now and her sprit was almost broken. It was fun but it was getting tiresome now. She had stopped fighting back, except for small, rare occasions that disappeared almost as soon as they had appeared.
A sudden smile lit up his face, as he looked at Sakura. She glared back at him, her gaze never wavering as he quickly walked to a drawer. Opening it, he pulled out a white sheet, and tore it into several strips. Carrying three of them, he walked up to his prisoner and placed one rag in her mouth, tying it at the back of her head.
With the others he bound her wrists and ankles tightly, and then tied the ends together, leaving her lying on her side, bound in a way so she couldn't move.
Still smiling at her, Kyron caressed her face his hand moving softly over her bruises before trailing his hand down past her neck. Her eyes widened in fear, then relaxed as his hand stopped at her neck.
With one swift and smooth movement, Kyron ripped the necklace from her neck, snapping the chain that held her Key of Clow.
Dangling it from his wrist, he walked over to the other side of the room and pulled a mobile phone from inside his jacket.
Kyron swung the key around in the air as he dialled and he smirked at Sakura as someone answered. "Tomoyo Daidouji?"
Tomoyo was sitting at home, worrying about her best friend. Sakura had been missing for a few days now. Touya and Syaoran had called her from Hong Kong, telling her their latest news - they didn't have Sakura. But they weren't coming back to Tomoeda because they would just have to leave again. In a few days, the test was supposed to happen, and that was supposed to happen in some secluded forest in the middle of China.
Tomoyo sighed. She just wished she could do something to help her friend. Kero, unknown to both Syaoran and Touya, had gone to China with the boys, hiding himself in Touya's suitcase. But here she was, at home and helpless. She had done all she could, sending most of her bodyguards off to look for the missing girl, but her mother had demanded that at least three of them stay with her.
The phone rang, startling Tomoyo out of her self induced misery, and Tomoyo got up to answer it.
"Hello?" she asked, and politely waited for the other person to answer.
"Tomoyo Daidouji?"
"Yes, who's this?"
"I'm... a friend." The male voice came over the phone.
"Of who's?" Tomoyo asked suspiciously.
"Sakura's." he said.
"Where is she?"
"She's okay." The guy tried to assure her. "I need your help."
"My help?" Tomoyo said sceptically.
"Yeah, I was helping the guy who took her, but I want out."
"What do you want my help for?" Tomoyo asked, her tone guarded.
"I want you to get me a new identity." He told her. "In return, I'll help you rescue Sakura."
There was a pause on the phone as Tomoyo considered the offer. On one hand, he might be faking, but on the other hand, it was the best chance of finding Sakura any of them had.
That made up her mind. If she helped this guy, she would actually be doing something to find Sakura, not just sitting down, doing nothing.
"I'll meet you." She said firmly, her voice not conveying the fear she felt.
"In the town mall, in two hours?" he asked, hurriedly.
"I'll be there." She promised.
"Come alone." He whispered. "I have to go, he's coming."
The phone went dead.
Tomoyo hung the phone back up, and sat back, deep in thought. What had she just done, agreeing to meet with one of the guys who had kidnapped Sakura? Then she realised, in shock, that the guy hadn't even given her his name, or told her what he looked like. How the hell was she going to find him?
Tomoyo walked nervously down the main street of Tomoeda's mall, looking all around her for the person she was supposed to meet. She wished they had arranged this better, but it was too late now.
Tomoyo glanced at the watch she wore on her right wrist. It was ten past two. She was supposed to meet her contact to Sakura ten minutes ago, but so far, they hadn't found each other.
Just as she had thought that, she felt someone tap her on the shoulder, and jumped.
"I'm sorry." The person apologised. "I didn't mean to startle you."
Tomoyo got a good look at him. He was a couple of years older then her, with black hair, that fell just above his eyes, but long at the back, tied into a small ponytail. He wore a loose fitting black jacket over a very dark blue shirt and black jeans. And he was extremely good looking.
While she was observing him, the man was doing the same to her, taking in the black hair, which now fell to her knees, and her once sparkling eyes, which were now ringed in black shadows.
"Tomoyo Daidouji?" he questioned.
Tomoyo looked up at him in shock. How did he know her name? She thought to herself.
"I spoke to you earlier, and Sakura told me that you were the best person to call for help." He said.
Tomoyo stared at him in confusion, before politely asked, "pardon?"
"You asked me how I knew your name and I told you." He explained.
"I said that out loud?" Tomoyo said, mortified.
He nodded.
"Sorry."
"Don't worry about it." He said smiling at her.
"You know where Sakura is?" she asked, drawing her gaze away from his eyes.
He nodded again. "Yes. I'll take you to her, but you have to promise you'll be quiet, and not listen to what Sakura says. Kyron used a drug on her, that makes her think everyone is the bad guy."
Tomoyo nodded, understanding.
"Let's go."
Sakura sat, tied up, against a chair. She had bruises covering most of her body, and the ropes were so tight they were cutting off her circulation. She was gagged, and dressed only in a very, very short, pale blue dress, with her hair done in curls, like a little girl.
She had heard Kyron half of the phone call to Tomoyo, and had guessed his intentions.
Two hostages were better then one.
She wondered what Eriol was going to do about it, because everyone knew, except for Tomoyo, that Eriol was in love with the black haired girl.
She also wondered what Yukito, or more specifically, Yue, was going to do, when the girls were rescued.
Before Kyron had left, he had told her, not in words exactly, that she would have company soon, and she was pretty sure, after their phone call, that it would be Tomoyo.
Right before he had left, he had tied her up in the chair, then given her a vicious punch to the face, knocking her into the wall behind her and making her pass out, so she had no idea of how long he had been gone.
Suddenly, the door opened and Sakura whipped her head around to look.
Tomoyo ran in, immediately running up to her friend, and loosening the ties.
"Sakura, are you okay?" Tomoyo asked.
Sakura mumbled something through her gag, but Tomoyo got the message and undid it.
"Tomoyo, whatever Kyron told you, it was a lie." Sakura told her. "He's using us both for hostages now."
"What? Sakura, I'm here to rescue you, with the help of..." she trailed off, realising she didn't know the man's name.
"I believe the name you're looking for, Miss Daidouji, is Kyron Ubuto." Said Kyron standing to block the doorway.
"you bastard." Sakura hissed. "Why'd you bring her into this? She doesn't even know about Clow."
Tomoyo caught the look Sakura sent her, and adopted a blank, puzzled look on her face.
"You know what they say." Kyron shrugged. "If you play with fire, you're gonna get burned." He fixed Sakura with a steely gaze. "Or, in this case, you're gonna get someone you care about burned."
With that, he stepped out of the room, locking it again.
"This time, Clow Mistress, you don't have your key to escape."
Tomoyo and Sakura looked at each other, a single thought running through both their minds. 'How the hell are we going to get out of this.
Next part done!!!!!!!
I'm happy!
Please, please please, review.
The parts of this, and of Fighting the Future should be coming out quicker, because I am offically on holidays now.
once again, please review and mega thanks to everyone who has reviewed.
Ja ne,
Starshower.