A/n: Thank you for reveiwing. I'm glad to get postive reveiws. n_n Sorry Jared about reminding you of Kero's death...I'm getting more depressing and gore-liking...ne? *ahem*
Ano, thank you (ACK I CAN'T REMBER YOUR NAME!! *hits self with the baka mallet) o_o for correcting my spelling of Eriol's last name. I didn't think I had it right...*sigh* he has a hard last name...
Disclaimer: All of you should already know by this point...after the many CCS stories I've written, that I DON'T OWN CCS! As mentioned before, my name is not the same of any of the members of CLAMP...THEY own it. Not me.
~Chapter One~
INSIGHTS OF THOSE CONDEMNED TO FATE
-SAKURA
I felt Eriol's mind quite suddenly, on the way home along with Yue. It was quite sudden, and brought tears to my eyes. I know Yue's mind had been assaulted with that saddening message, for he looked as if he wanted to cry but refused to.
He should let his feelings out more. Sometimes it is good to cry.
I'm seventeen, and I still cry a lot. It makes me feel better. But it also makes me feel like a naive little child. Like I'm ten again and got a bad grade on yet another math exam. I have been told many times lately that I'm naive.
Maybe I am. So what? I am optimistic, to the point of naivety. Especially concerning this incident with Syaoran...
Kami-sama...I want him back to normal. Back to the way he was.
This thought made me remember. Midnight. Tonight. I was told to meet him by the cliff in the park alone. That cliff holds memories...I fell off of it once. Only to be caught by Yukito. The person I had a crush on for the longest time. I wonder what happened to him. I know that Touya was sent back to his university to be safe. Yue had told me not to long ago...when I asked. Shortly after he had told Eriol even.
Maybe Syaoran was becoming normal again. There was something in his eyes as he held his mother's dead body. My heart aches for him. He didn't know...until the last moment that he had been trying to kill his own mother. Until she killed herself.
Now I almost wish that before, Syaoran hadn't taught me any of his language. Then I wouldn't have known what 'therm' meant. The anguish would have been enough....
There I go again contradicting myself.
My heart especially aches for Kero....I don't even want to think about his death. Now it's just Yue and myself. Against Syaoran and Aku, and whomever that jerk Aku manged to scrounge up to serve him.
But..hopefully Syaoran has come back, just a little, to me. To our side.
I can only hope. This night I find out.
That's another sign of how naive I really am. I'm going to trust the enemy because he was my lover and a different person that I could trust before he got abducted.
I no longer care. I just want him back and want this battle to end.
For if what Eriol said is true about PROPHESY's end being blank, then I will write our future. Nothing can undo what's been done, but the future isn't set.
I plan to pave the right path for Syaoran and myself's future, and for the future of my world and the other worlds.
-YUE
Sakura was crying. I wish I could.
Eriol was now truly gone. And judging by when that phsycic message hit us, it had taken about an hour after the shattering of the pendant for him to die.
A rather long death. At least it hadn't taken days. I hope Amore will be aliright after this tragedy to their world. I hope that they will have a new guardian appointed soon, or that world will break before too long.
Only Earth was built without magic, and without the need for a guardian to support it. But we had to creat a guardian. We had to give this defensless planet a defense. That is Sakura.
A now defensless guardian, for a defenseless planet. I hope I can stay alive so that she won't die. But if we both die...then Aku wins. For even with Syaoran's outburst of 'mother' and sudden remembrance of that woman, he is still Aku's brother and most-likely under Aku's influence.
A sad situation this is.
A prophesy is blank. The prophesies of all prophesies. Then we have more than one future to choose from. We die, and everything dies. We don't die, and some could be save. Or we're captured, and everyhting dies. There are endless possibilities. I only wish that we could have learned what Eriol had learned by reading ARRIVAL, BATTLE, and PROPHESY...
All I remember is one line:
From the heavens will come one who will destroy, whether he knows it or not.
For that line is the easiest to remember. Everyone remembers something when it disscusses apocolypse. That is the first line of ARRIVAL. I read it long ago, and never thought that it would ever really happen. I forgot it.
Now I regret that.
Eriol, don't worry we will set the correct path for the future. Rest in peace Guardian of Amore. I will see you again someday in the pathways of Erebus.
-AKU
What a lovely mess I have made of this delicate little planet. It makes me hyper and joyous that I am the cause of destruction. Even if indirectly. Syaoran's my brother and I am the one that made him the way he's supposed to be.
After all, it is prophesized that he will destroy.
I quote:
"From the heavens will come one who will destroy, whether he knows it or not. Whether under influence or not. Hidden is the true nature of the destroyer of the known worlds."
Of course the problem with those damned prophesies, is the last one, being unfinished. Because of that, everything said in the previous two could possibly be turned around. Well at least that opening line. Heh. I don't care.
I have my Syaoran where he belongs. With me. As more than a brother. I even got rid of, or at least distanced that little skin disease of his. Now it only harms him far away.
Enough on that.
I plan to destroy Earth, for ruining Serai. I plan to destroy Serai for erasing me from exsistance. Amore and Htrae shouldn't have gotten involved, for they'll have to be obliterated as well.
Earth is a disgusting planet. Humans will wipe themselves out of their own accord, anyways. What's the matter with me just helping them out by obliterating them myself.
Through Syaoran of course. Because it's him that prophesy winds around. Even though we are brothers. Even though our powers are nearly equal. For certain, mine can possibly equal or surpass his. I was cast out when I was young and weak. This is why he is the strongest. He is favorite. The nice one, the one that isn't evil...etc.
I hate them all.
And I will kill them all.
And I will love and hate my brother.
"I love you. I'll kill you," I growled with a giggle. Yes. I knew I was insane.
-SYAORAN
My mother...how can this be? That jackass lied to me.
I should have expected it.
But...Yelan's death had set off many things in my mind. Opened doors that had been closed to me before. It triggered much. But those now opened doors where too far to reach. Just out of my reach.
I wanted to remember what I had been made to forget apparently.
I had reappeared on the Tokyo Tower. Still holding my mother's body. Still feeling those tears streak down my face. I was weak to be crying. WEAK! I hate crying....
I felt a sharp burning sensation pass over my body. It came suddenly and was lingering. It increased quite a bit.
I let out a grunt of pain, and released my mother's body, and my head fell forward to my knees. It wouldn't stop.
Then came the memory....
~~~~~~@MEMORY
"Therm! Therm!" I cried running through the complex hallways of the Resino-He. I was...ten.
"What is it Syao-a?" her soft loving voice called. She had come out of a room on the left side of the hallway.
Tears drenched my face as I lept into her arms. "Why do I burn therm? It wont stop...It wont....!" I screamed. It had gotten worse.
She sucked in a quick breath. "Syao-a...tell me if this hurts as well..."
She put a finger to my cheek, it stung like a hot needle had been plunged into my skin. I screamed and jumped back.
Tears began to run down her face as well. Therm was crying....
She embraced me as I felt like I was being burned alive, when nothing was happening to me at all.
"You'll be okay Syao-a....it's allright...you'll be okay"
It stopped thrity minutes later. I had blacked out for part of the time, and awoke to find the hallway cracked, and to see scortch marks on the marble floor....
~~~~~~~~~~END MEMORY
It was like that. That memory. Oh God's it hurt! Worse this time.
She can't tell me now. Why it hurts, or that I will be okay. I no longer know what to do. Part of me says go to Aku, but another part tells me to go to Sakura.
Her, I will meet tonight at midnight.
Aku, I really don't think I should see right now. I might kill him. The lying son of a bitch!
Rage, the urge to kill. Something urging me to destroy. It all increased with that 'being-burned-alive-' feeling.
Kill...
Destroy...
Fall into your rage, and release your true power...
I am scared therm.
------------- OBSERVING THE PROPHESY AS IT HAPPENS (aka: back to thrid person p.o.v.)
Midnight.
A full moon.
Sakura had snuck out when Yue was occupied with something. Otherwise, he would have insisted on coming with her to wherever she was going, or not letting her go at all. And seeing as he had magic and she didn't...it wouldn't have been a good idea to argue with the angel.
She had been here for a few moments, but that was enough time for her to grow increasingly nervous, and frightened. Syaoran had said he wouldn't hurt her, and that magic couldn't be used here for some reason.
She hoped that she could trust him. She hoped that he was normal again.
There was a rustle, that made Sakura jump and spin around. It was Syaoran.
He made her heart pound. Not with all fear. She also was aware of how physically attracted to him she was. Her heart was nervous, she longed for him.
Syaoran looked positivally demonic in the moonlight. Still wearing the same black leather he had been for the longest time now. Only, blood stained his hands and face-- most likely from Yelan's blood. The streaks in his green hair glew in the light, and his eyes glittered to match. But...the odd thing was...his skin was pale. So very pale...he hadn't been before.
He smirked, which brought Sakura more mixed fear and attraction. It was uncharecteristic of him. The way he looked.
Maybe the hope of him being normal, was too much to hope.
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A./N:" Oi...writing from the 1rst person P.O.V. was unavoidable again. Gomen. Oh wells. With Chapter 2 the normal P.O.V. shall resume. G2g. Have to go to bed..
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