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Sakura and Syaoran in New England?
Chapter 8 - Questions Answered or Left Unanswered
"When we were each about six years old, a man came to my house and asked to come in. He wanted to speak to our parents," Amelia started. "His name was Charles Langer, a professor and headmaster of a school residing in Canada." Syaoran nodded, showing he was familiar with the country. "Well, he came to talk to our parents about our 'potential'. Craig and his parents were at my house because they were visiting. The parents, of course, told us to get out of the room, but being the curious six-year-olds we were, we decided to listen at the door." Syaoran laughed, remembering the many times he did the exact same thing.
"Professor Langer talked told our parents that we," Craig started, encouraged by Amelia's introduction, "showed potential of powerful supernatural characteristics."
"He probably said it this way so our parents wouldn't have heartattacks. Smart guy, Charles Langer; you confuse them first so they take a while to actually understand what you're really saying," Amelia pointed out.
"And he was really saying, 'Your kids have superpowers.'" Craig explained. Syaoran almost choked on his own spit.
"What?!" Syaoran exclaimed. Amelia glared at Craig.
"Charles told it to them that way for the exact reason I just mentioned!" Amelia said, frustrated. She then sighed and shook her head. Craig smiled sheepishly. "Anyway, sorry for the shock, but that's what he did mean. It turns out that we do have superpowers. So Charles swept us off to his school in Canada. It turned out to be a school for other...gifted kids," Amelia explained.
"It was called a school for gifted children for a specific reason. See, you came from a family that was very aware of magical things. Sakura did not, so she was in complete shock when she found out about her magical powers. America has very, very few families who are still aware of magic like the Sakura cards. They also have very, very few people who are aware of...well, superpowers. So, the school had to be disguised lest people come to destroy us all because of their narrow-mindedness," Craig said calmly, like it was very normal for people to want to destroy them.
Amelia looked at him, wondering. "Is 'narrow-mindedness' a word?" Amelia asked.
"Who knows?" Syaoran asked. "Keep going," he said, intrigued. Craig grinned.
"These superpowers...aren't *magic*, but they're not mutant-like either. You could sort of say that the powers were...given to us. We're not superbeings. This isn't X-Men," Craig explained pointedly.
When Syaoran looked blankly at Amelia, she replied, "X-Men. It's a movie...it's a cartoon..and it's also a comic series. People who are...super-humans...mutated, evolved. We looked into the show a lot because of the similarities between it and our school. It's a funny coincidence that the professor and headmaster of X-Men is named Charles Xavier, while our professor and headmaster is named Charles Langer. Charles had us look into the series a lot and then tell him the differences."
"That way we could explain the differences for people who would get us confused with X-Men," Craig added. "So Charles brought us to his school where we perfected our talents and learned to control them. If they weren't controlled, it would be chaotic. We had to learn to bend the power to our own will, not to have it take control of us. You have to be able to control your powers too, right Syaoran?" Syaoran nodded. "By the time we were 14 years old, the professors were satisfied that we were able to control our powers, so we went into combat training. There, we learned how to use our powers to protect other people. We knew that sooner or later, we would have to use our powers to defend ourselves and other people. It's like martial arts. Right, Syaoran?" Craig asked again.
Syaoran nodded. "You're right. You learn the technique, but you have to practice using it in real life situations and battles or else it's fairly useless. It has to be instinctive, or it'll be too late for you to use your martial arts effectively."
"We sort of went into boot camp. We got into top shape so we could tumble, punch, jump, leap, and all sorts of things along with our powers. This way, we could help other people when they were in need. Powers can't do too much when you're dragging yourself after your opponent. So anyone who was a bit overweight before came out of it looking like a model," Amelia pointed out. When Syaoran gave her a strange look, she shrugged. "It's true. Punch me in the stomach, Syaoran."
He did. Launching immediately into a long stance, he punched, the way he had been taught by his martial arts instructors. His fist met a wall of rock-hard abs, not unlike his own after his vigorous training. Syaoran nodded, impressed. Then he stood casually again, ready to listen.
"Bottom line is...you have powers that can help me find Sakura? I can tell that you are fit enough, but I still need to know one thing," Syaoran said.
"What is it?" Craig asked.
"What *are* your powers?" Syaoran asked with a smile. Amelia and Craig smiled at each other. Craig nodded to Amelia, causing her to grin. At this, Amelia did a no-handed cartwheel as an abandoned (at least...it *looked* abandoned) skateboard, riderless, dashed from somewhere in the park and stopped right underneath Amelia, where she landed and rode expertly around Craig and Syaoran. A nearly impossible move, but Amelia peformed it perfectly. She flipped the skateboard into the air where it stayed there, as if floating. The skateboard flew around Syaoran before settling in the air in front of Amelia.
"Charles had me practice that a million times," Amelia explained with a smile. She enjoyed doing the move as much as she enjoyed watching that look of shock on Syaoran's face turn into a look of realization.
"You're telepathic?" Syaoran asked.
"Well, yes...but moving things around with your mind is called telekinesis. Speaking with your mind is called telepathy. I can do both...so don't worry. There wasn't anyone else watching me do that...otherwise I would've sensed it," Amelia reassured Syaoran. Syaoran nodded, again impressed.
"It takes much skill to be able to do so many things at the same time. You were using your mind to make sure you don't fall on your head, but you were also using your mind to bring the skateboard over. Then, you were controlled enough to be able to land on something with wheels but not fall off. And of course...you had to find the abandoned skateboard in the park...or wherever it came from while you were flipping. You must've practiced a lot," Syaoran said.
Suddenly, the skateboard was outlined in a blue flame, but it wasn't burning. It was slowly changing into a...into a...a hat? Syaoran quickly looked at Craig and noticed that he was also outlined in blue. He was glowing! Craig was staring at the skateboard with such a concentration, it was as if he was trying to see through it. Syaoran thought hard. He remembered learning about a magic like this...a long time ago. It was a rare magic...that was all he remembered.
When the skateboard was finished transforming into a hat, Craig looked over at Amelia. Amelia nodded. Craig stared at the hat again and suddenly it was on fire! Real fire this time since it was burning, slowly becoming a mound of fire rising towards the stars. Syaoran took out his sword that he had started carrying around with him (but he concealed with his magic) and took out his yellow card. Calling upon it, he sent a gush of water to put out the fire, leaving a burnt hat that would crumble to ashes any second.
Syaoran put his sword away and looked at Craig.
"I learned about a magic like that when I was young...but I don't remember anything. My instructor thought it didn't exist anymore...or it was a dying magic...something like that," Syaoran thought aloud. Craig nodded.
"It's an ancient magic that was very common during medieval times...but it was unknown to many people. The people who had this gift were smart and didn't talk about it with anyone...except with others who also had this power." Craig shrugged. "I think you understand. I can't really explain it any better. I can transform things, make fire, teleport myself, cause things to explode, shield myself and others, heal people, hypnotize people...it depends on what I want to do. I can pretty much do anything except communicate with animals. That's a different power of the medieval time." Syaoran nodded.
Suddenly, Syaoran felt the dark aura again, as strong as ever.
"The dark aura. It's back. I'm sure that Allamoy took Sakura to another dimension. The only problem is how we would get there," Syaoran said nervously. Amelia raised her hand to get the boys' attention.
"I can get us there, but Syaoran, you're going to have to guide me. It's not easy. We would have to get to her exact location otherwise we could get off track and get lost. It would be nearly impossible then to get back here. Syaoran, since you can feel her aura most acutely and are most intune to auras, I think you should be our guide. Craig, can you sense auras?" Amelia asked.
"I'm not sure. I think I can, but probably not as strong as Syaoran can. I mainly *see* auras, not sense them, and only when the person is right in front of me," Craig answered. Amelia nodded.
"I think you should help me get us to the next dimension. I think Syaoran is strong enough to lead us there. What do you think Syaoran?" Amelia asked. It was a very crucial question. If Syaoran wasn't able to take them there, then they would be lost in some dimension. But Craig couldn't help him. Craig, if anything, would make it harder because they would probably be trying to go in two different directions. And if Syaoran said that he *couldn't* do it...then what about Sakura? What would happen to her? What would happen to the world?
That decided him. He nodded in a determined way.
"All right. Syaoran, stand in front of me and Craig. Craig, stand next to me. Syaoran, we're going to grab your shoulders so we can be guided. All you need to do is use your Lasin Board and find her aura. If everything works out, we'll be in the same *area* as she is, but we're going to have to find her." Everyone did as told.
Syaoran closed his eyes and searched for Sakura's aura. There! He could feel it! He grabbed on to it and felt two other auras probe his mind. Syaoran let them in, knowing that it was Craig and Amelia. Then, without a word, the trio disappeared from our world and went searching for Sakura, the Card Mistress.
~~~In Another World: Before Syaoran Met Craig and Amelia in the Park***
Sakura was cold. She was freezing. Her world was dark and she had no idea what had happened or where she was.
~Well, it might help if I *opened* my *eyes* first!~ Sakura thought bitterly, not coping well with confusion. ~I guess I should be used to it by now~ Sakura thought. ~And that dark aura should've given me a clue!~
She had been through years of surprise ever since she found Kero in the Clow Book in her basement. She should've been used to things popping up because of her power. Yet...if she were used to it, then it wouldn't have been a surprise, right?
Sakura opened her eyes.
It was no wonder that she was freezing. She was sitting on a stone floor against a stone wall next to an open window.
~Wait...~ she thought as she looked at the window. The window was open...but there was no way of closing it. It was a planned hole in the stone wall. ~What?~ She looked around the room and found that it was a very small room, but nicely decorated. There was a painting on the opposite wall and some tapestries hanging on the right and left walls. A tiny table sat in the middle of the room where there was a brown stick, a pitcher (Sakura assumed it was water), and a plate of bread.
~This is too weird. It's like I've went back in time! What were they called in English? The...medieval times? With the knights and squires, peasants and courtiers, kings and queens?~ she wondered, confused. Then she looked out the window again and saw that she couldn't have went back in time...because otherwise the sky would be blue.
The sky was pink. This place had a pink sky and white clouds.
Normally, Sakura loved pink, but this was too much. There was something terribly wrong if there was a pink sky. Then she remembered a time when she was talking with Eriol. What did he say?
~~~3 years ago***
Eriol and Sakura were walking around a museum. There were very few people in the museum that day and they were all caught up in their little world. It was a bright and sunny day outside, but everyone else was busy. Sakura and Eriol didn't feel like going outside and decided to spend some time learning and enjoying other cultures.
They happened to pass by a painting. It confused Sakura. It seemed that it was a painting of one place, but each painting the place was different. The thing was, it seemed somehow that each scene was happening at the same time.
"Eriol? I don't understand this painting. Do you?" Sakura asked. Eriol scratched his head.
"I think my former self somehow knew the painter," Eriol said, meaning Clow Reed. "Anyway, the painter had an understanding of the different dimensions," he said in a hushed tone. "He understood that there is not just this one world that we live in, with our earth, our galaxies, our universe. There are millions of other worlds, dimensions if you like, that are just...different. Uh...how do I explain this?" Eriol thought for a while. "Well, in these different worlds, there are different needs, different animals...different rules, different everything. I've never been to other dimensions personally, but supposedly, every dimension has all the places we have here. In another dimension, there is this very spot that we are on, but there isn't necessarily a museum there. Somewhere else, there could be a castle where this is. Do you understand? There is also supposed to be one of each of us, a Sakura in every dimension, an Eriol in every dimension. This was proven true by a friend a Clow Reed. He saw himself, but his other-dimension self didn't see him."
"Why is that so important? Why is it that the people cannot see themselves?" Sakura asked.
"Well, going into another dimension is already a tricky business. It's the same as time-traveling. What you do affects what will happen later. There cannot be two of you in one world. Apparently, it is all right if the traveler - the alien of that world - sees himself, but it is not all right for the native to see a duplicate of him. You know that you are the only one that is Sakura, that you are unique to this world. To see another Sakura who was the same DNA, same features, same powers...that would just blow your mind. At that point, there can only be one of you in that world. You can't avoid it. If the other Sakura saw you in her world, she would automatically try to get rid of you. There would be a fight of some sort with no truces, no ties. However, once one of the Sakuras has died because of the other, the other Sakuras in the other dimensions would be affected. The balance would be disturbed. Things would go terriably wrong for the other Sakuras. Eventually, all of them would have to be gone, because the set would be incomplete," Eriol explained.
Sakura was horrified.
"With you as the Card Mistress, you cannot say that you will never go into another dimension. You have no idea what kind of strange and crazy people there are out there. They might take you to another dimension for who knows why. All I can say is that if that should happen, you must above all things, not see the other you. It will only bring chaos and the cards will be confused. To make a long story short, which I haven't been doing so far, confused cards is not a good thing," Eriol said firmly.
Sakura nodded grimly. Then, to lighten the mood, she gave a cheerful smile and pointed out a beautiful painting of maidens walking through the fields, picking flowers.
~~~Back to Now***
Sakura moaned; her head ached. In another dimension? That was why the sky was pink. This place was probably just like how things were in medieval times except that the sky was pink.
~But...why?~ Sakura thought. ~Why would someone go through the trouble of taking me to another dimension? And who is this person that can go through both worlds so freely without endangering themselves?~
~Well, whoever that person is and for whatever reason they brought me here, I should still get up. Sitting here isn't going to get me anywhere.~ Sakura realized. With that, she stood up, walked slowly to the door and started to pull open the wooden door. She stopped. The door was being pushed from the otherside...someone was coming in!
A/N: So, what do you think? Sorry that it's been so long since I've updated. It's taken me forever to update and I hope that you liked this chapter. Please review! Praise or constructive criticism, all are welcome. I will update. It's just a matter of when.
Remember:
"bla" = talking
~bla~ = thinking
*bla* = italicized, underlined, you get the idea
~~~*** = new scene
~~~bla*** = POV or time has passed
POV = point of view
R+R = read and review
Sakura and Syaoran in New England?
Chapter 8 - Questions Answered or Left Unanswered
"When we were each about six years old, a man came to my house and asked to come in. He wanted to speak to our parents," Amelia started. "His name was Charles Langer, a professor and headmaster of a school residing in Canada." Syaoran nodded, showing he was familiar with the country. "Well, he came to talk to our parents about our 'potential'. Craig and his parents were at my house because they were visiting. The parents, of course, told us to get out of the room, but being the curious six-year-olds we were, we decided to listen at the door." Syaoran laughed, remembering the many times he did the exact same thing.
"Professor Langer talked told our parents that we," Craig started, encouraged by Amelia's introduction, "showed potential of powerful supernatural characteristics."
"He probably said it this way so our parents wouldn't have heartattacks. Smart guy, Charles Langer; you confuse them first so they take a while to actually understand what you're really saying," Amelia pointed out.
"And he was really saying, 'Your kids have superpowers.'" Craig explained. Syaoran almost choked on his own spit.
"What?!" Syaoran exclaimed. Amelia glared at Craig.
"Charles told it to them that way for the exact reason I just mentioned!" Amelia said, frustrated. She then sighed and shook her head. Craig smiled sheepishly. "Anyway, sorry for the shock, but that's what he did mean. It turns out that we do have superpowers. So Charles swept us off to his school in Canada. It turned out to be a school for other...gifted kids," Amelia explained.
"It was called a school for gifted children for a specific reason. See, you came from a family that was very aware of magical things. Sakura did not, so she was in complete shock when she found out about her magical powers. America has very, very few families who are still aware of magic like the Sakura cards. They also have very, very few people who are aware of...well, superpowers. So, the school had to be disguised lest people come to destroy us all because of their narrow-mindedness," Craig said calmly, like it was very normal for people to want to destroy them.
Amelia looked at him, wondering. "Is 'narrow-mindedness' a word?" Amelia asked.
"Who knows?" Syaoran asked. "Keep going," he said, intrigued. Craig grinned.
"These superpowers...aren't *magic*, but they're not mutant-like either. You could sort of say that the powers were...given to us. We're not superbeings. This isn't X-Men," Craig explained pointedly.
When Syaoran looked blankly at Amelia, she replied, "X-Men. It's a movie...it's a cartoon..and it's also a comic series. People who are...super-humans...mutated, evolved. We looked into the show a lot because of the similarities between it and our school. It's a funny coincidence that the professor and headmaster of X-Men is named Charles Xavier, while our professor and headmaster is named Charles Langer. Charles had us look into the series a lot and then tell him the differences."
"That way we could explain the differences for people who would get us confused with X-Men," Craig added. "So Charles brought us to his school where we perfected our talents and learned to control them. If they weren't controlled, it would be chaotic. We had to learn to bend the power to our own will, not to have it take control of us. You have to be able to control your powers too, right Syaoran?" Syaoran nodded. "By the time we were 14 years old, the professors were satisfied that we were able to control our powers, so we went into combat training. There, we learned how to use our powers to protect other people. We knew that sooner or later, we would have to use our powers to defend ourselves and other people. It's like martial arts. Right, Syaoran?" Craig asked again.
Syaoran nodded. "You're right. You learn the technique, but you have to practice using it in real life situations and battles or else it's fairly useless. It has to be instinctive, or it'll be too late for you to use your martial arts effectively."
"We sort of went into boot camp. We got into top shape so we could tumble, punch, jump, leap, and all sorts of things along with our powers. This way, we could help other people when they were in need. Powers can't do too much when you're dragging yourself after your opponent. So anyone who was a bit overweight before came out of it looking like a model," Amelia pointed out. When Syaoran gave her a strange look, she shrugged. "It's true. Punch me in the stomach, Syaoran."
He did. Launching immediately into a long stance, he punched, the way he had been taught by his martial arts instructors. His fist met a wall of rock-hard abs, not unlike his own after his vigorous training. Syaoran nodded, impressed. Then he stood casually again, ready to listen.
"Bottom line is...you have powers that can help me find Sakura? I can tell that you are fit enough, but I still need to know one thing," Syaoran said.
"What is it?" Craig asked.
"What *are* your powers?" Syaoran asked with a smile. Amelia and Craig smiled at each other. Craig nodded to Amelia, causing her to grin. At this, Amelia did a no-handed cartwheel as an abandoned (at least...it *looked* abandoned) skateboard, riderless, dashed from somewhere in the park and stopped right underneath Amelia, where she landed and rode expertly around Craig and Syaoran. A nearly impossible move, but Amelia peformed it perfectly. She flipped the skateboard into the air where it stayed there, as if floating. The skateboard flew around Syaoran before settling in the air in front of Amelia.
"Charles had me practice that a million times," Amelia explained with a smile. She enjoyed doing the move as much as she enjoyed watching that look of shock on Syaoran's face turn into a look of realization.
"You're telepathic?" Syaoran asked.
"Well, yes...but moving things around with your mind is called telekinesis. Speaking with your mind is called telepathy. I can do both...so don't worry. There wasn't anyone else watching me do that...otherwise I would've sensed it," Amelia reassured Syaoran. Syaoran nodded, again impressed.
"It takes much skill to be able to do so many things at the same time. You were using your mind to make sure you don't fall on your head, but you were also using your mind to bring the skateboard over. Then, you were controlled enough to be able to land on something with wheels but not fall off. And of course...you had to find the abandoned skateboard in the park...or wherever it came from while you were flipping. You must've practiced a lot," Syaoran said.
Suddenly, the skateboard was outlined in a blue flame, but it wasn't burning. It was slowly changing into a...into a...a hat? Syaoran quickly looked at Craig and noticed that he was also outlined in blue. He was glowing! Craig was staring at the skateboard with such a concentration, it was as if he was trying to see through it. Syaoran thought hard. He remembered learning about a magic like this...a long time ago. It was a rare magic...that was all he remembered.
When the skateboard was finished transforming into a hat, Craig looked over at Amelia. Amelia nodded. Craig stared at the hat again and suddenly it was on fire! Real fire this time since it was burning, slowly becoming a mound of fire rising towards the stars. Syaoran took out his sword that he had started carrying around with him (but he concealed with his magic) and took out his yellow card. Calling upon it, he sent a gush of water to put out the fire, leaving a burnt hat that would crumble to ashes any second.
Syaoran put his sword away and looked at Craig.
"I learned about a magic like that when I was young...but I don't remember anything. My instructor thought it didn't exist anymore...or it was a dying magic...something like that," Syaoran thought aloud. Craig nodded.
"It's an ancient magic that was very common during medieval times...but it was unknown to many people. The people who had this gift were smart and didn't talk about it with anyone...except with others who also had this power." Craig shrugged. "I think you understand. I can't really explain it any better. I can transform things, make fire, teleport myself, cause things to explode, shield myself and others, heal people, hypnotize people...it depends on what I want to do. I can pretty much do anything except communicate with animals. That's a different power of the medieval time." Syaoran nodded.
Suddenly, Syaoran felt the dark aura again, as strong as ever.
"The dark aura. It's back. I'm sure that Allamoy took Sakura to another dimension. The only problem is how we would get there," Syaoran said nervously. Amelia raised her hand to get the boys' attention.
"I can get us there, but Syaoran, you're going to have to guide me. It's not easy. We would have to get to her exact location otherwise we could get off track and get lost. It would be nearly impossible then to get back here. Syaoran, since you can feel her aura most acutely and are most intune to auras, I think you should be our guide. Craig, can you sense auras?" Amelia asked.
"I'm not sure. I think I can, but probably not as strong as Syaoran can. I mainly *see* auras, not sense them, and only when the person is right in front of me," Craig answered. Amelia nodded.
"I think you should help me get us to the next dimension. I think Syaoran is strong enough to lead us there. What do you think Syaoran?" Amelia asked. It was a very crucial question. If Syaoran wasn't able to take them there, then they would be lost in some dimension. But Craig couldn't help him. Craig, if anything, would make it harder because they would probably be trying to go in two different directions. And if Syaoran said that he *couldn't* do it...then what about Sakura? What would happen to her? What would happen to the world?
That decided him. He nodded in a determined way.
"All right. Syaoran, stand in front of me and Craig. Craig, stand next to me. Syaoran, we're going to grab your shoulders so we can be guided. All you need to do is use your Lasin Board and find her aura. If everything works out, we'll be in the same *area* as she is, but we're going to have to find her." Everyone did as told.
Syaoran closed his eyes and searched for Sakura's aura. There! He could feel it! He grabbed on to it and felt two other auras probe his mind. Syaoran let them in, knowing that it was Craig and Amelia. Then, without a word, the trio disappeared from our world and went searching for Sakura, the Card Mistress.
~~~In Another World: Before Syaoran Met Craig and Amelia in the Park***
Sakura was cold. She was freezing. Her world was dark and she had no idea what had happened or where she was.
~Well, it might help if I *opened* my *eyes* first!~ Sakura thought bitterly, not coping well with confusion. ~I guess I should be used to it by now~ Sakura thought. ~And that dark aura should've given me a clue!~
She had been through years of surprise ever since she found Kero in the Clow Book in her basement. She should've been used to things popping up because of her power. Yet...if she were used to it, then it wouldn't have been a surprise, right?
Sakura opened her eyes.
It was no wonder that she was freezing. She was sitting on a stone floor against a stone wall next to an open window.
~Wait...~ she thought as she looked at the window. The window was open...but there was no way of closing it. It was a planned hole in the stone wall. ~What?~ She looked around the room and found that it was a very small room, but nicely decorated. There was a painting on the opposite wall and some tapestries hanging on the right and left walls. A tiny table sat in the middle of the room where there was a brown stick, a pitcher (Sakura assumed it was water), and a plate of bread.
~This is too weird. It's like I've went back in time! What were they called in English? The...medieval times? With the knights and squires, peasants and courtiers, kings and queens?~ she wondered, confused. Then she looked out the window again and saw that she couldn't have went back in time...because otherwise the sky would be blue.
The sky was pink. This place had a pink sky and white clouds.
Normally, Sakura loved pink, but this was too much. There was something terribly wrong if there was a pink sky. Then she remembered a time when she was talking with Eriol. What did he say?
~~~3 years ago***
Eriol and Sakura were walking around a museum. There were very few people in the museum that day and they were all caught up in their little world. It was a bright and sunny day outside, but everyone else was busy. Sakura and Eriol didn't feel like going outside and decided to spend some time learning and enjoying other cultures.
They happened to pass by a painting. It confused Sakura. It seemed that it was a painting of one place, but each painting the place was different. The thing was, it seemed somehow that each scene was happening at the same time.
"Eriol? I don't understand this painting. Do you?" Sakura asked. Eriol scratched his head.
"I think my former self somehow knew the painter," Eriol said, meaning Clow Reed. "Anyway, the painter had an understanding of the different dimensions," he said in a hushed tone. "He understood that there is not just this one world that we live in, with our earth, our galaxies, our universe. There are millions of other worlds, dimensions if you like, that are just...different. Uh...how do I explain this?" Eriol thought for a while. "Well, in these different worlds, there are different needs, different animals...different rules, different everything. I've never been to other dimensions personally, but supposedly, every dimension has all the places we have here. In another dimension, there is this very spot that we are on, but there isn't necessarily a museum there. Somewhere else, there could be a castle where this is. Do you understand? There is also supposed to be one of each of us, a Sakura in every dimension, an Eriol in every dimension. This was proven true by a friend a Clow Reed. He saw himself, but his other-dimension self didn't see him."
"Why is that so important? Why is it that the people cannot see themselves?" Sakura asked.
"Well, going into another dimension is already a tricky business. It's the same as time-traveling. What you do affects what will happen later. There cannot be two of you in one world. Apparently, it is all right if the traveler - the alien of that world - sees himself, but it is not all right for the native to see a duplicate of him. You know that you are the only one that is Sakura, that you are unique to this world. To see another Sakura who was the same DNA, same features, same powers...that would just blow your mind. At that point, there can only be one of you in that world. You can't avoid it. If the other Sakura saw you in her world, she would automatically try to get rid of you. There would be a fight of some sort with no truces, no ties. However, once one of the Sakuras has died because of the other, the other Sakuras in the other dimensions would be affected. The balance would be disturbed. Things would go terriably wrong for the other Sakuras. Eventually, all of them would have to be gone, because the set would be incomplete," Eriol explained.
Sakura was horrified.
"With you as the Card Mistress, you cannot say that you will never go into another dimension. You have no idea what kind of strange and crazy people there are out there. They might take you to another dimension for who knows why. All I can say is that if that should happen, you must above all things, not see the other you. It will only bring chaos and the cards will be confused. To make a long story short, which I haven't been doing so far, confused cards is not a good thing," Eriol said firmly.
Sakura nodded grimly. Then, to lighten the mood, she gave a cheerful smile and pointed out a beautiful painting of maidens walking through the fields, picking flowers.
~~~Back to Now***
Sakura moaned; her head ached. In another dimension? That was why the sky was pink. This place was probably just like how things were in medieval times except that the sky was pink.
~But...why?~ Sakura thought. ~Why would someone go through the trouble of taking me to another dimension? And who is this person that can go through both worlds so freely without endangering themselves?~
~Well, whoever that person is and for whatever reason they brought me here, I should still get up. Sitting here isn't going to get me anywhere.~ Sakura realized. With that, she stood up, walked slowly to the door and started to pull open the wooden door. She stopped. The door was being pushed from the otherside...someone was coming in!
A/N: So, what do you think? Sorry that it's been so long since I've updated. It's taken me forever to update and I hope that you liked this chapter. Please review! Praise or constructive criticism, all are welcome. I will update. It's just a matter of when.
