*Wow I am on a roll! I'm having such a good time writing this fic, and I
hope you are all having a good time reading it! I do have to apologize for
my lack of creative description. I have this whole epic thing in my head,
and I am unable to come up with the words to describe it to you all! (Gimme
a break I'm 15!) So imagine if you will. . . that this fic is epic lol!*
Charmed
Sakura watched with dread as Denitar raised his hands into the air once again. She glanced down at Syaoran, who was looking up at her with sad eyes. Denitar began chanting, and the sky above them turned pitch black. The wind howled, scattering leaves throughout the clearing.
"Let the object of my hatred become but a dream. . . " Denitar cried. A black haze made its way from the tips of Denitar's fingers and wafted toward Sakura and Syaoran. Syaoran got up and stumbled toward the haze, and Sakura screamed as it enveloped him and send him soaring backward to her. Syaoran landed on Sakura, and they tumbled backward from the force.
"Syaoran. . . why did you do that?" Sakura cried in anguish. Syaoran's amber eyes were filled with pain as he lay on the soft ground. His breathing was ragged and erratic, but he remained calm.
"Because I have fallen in love with you." Syaoran whispered before passing out. Sakura gasped and touched his face with her fingertips. Hearing Denitar's cruel laughter sent Sakura into a fury. She stood and turned, the wind blowing through her auburn hair as she scowled menacingly at Denitar.
"Today will be your last, Denitar. After this day you will be condemned to Hell where you belong!" Sakura yelled over the loud wind. Denitar laughed out loud, mocking the small girl standing before him. This was going to be easier than he thought.
"Flame, incinerate the Charmed one!" Denitar commanded. From his fists two flaming balls of energy flew, heading toward Sakura at an intense rate of speed. Sakura stood firm, her anger replacing her fear.
"Aquarion!" Sakura shouted. From the ground, a geyser of water shot, quenching the flames before they could reach her.
"Excellent work, child. But you are too weak to take me on yourself." Denitar shouted.
"But the two of us together can destroy you." Syaoran weakly retorted, standing up beside Sakura, who looked at him with worry.
"Syaoran, no. This is my fight." Sakura said desperately. Syaoran put his hand to her mouth and quieted the small girl.
"You have chosen to die then, boy." Denitar sneered. Syaoran put his hands into the air and began to chant. A bright green bolt escaped his eyes and hit Denitar, knocking him down. Syaoran fell to his knee, losing the power to stand on his own. He watched as Denitar rose, his eyes glowing black.
"You have committed a grave error." Denitar screamed in a rage, throwing a black bolt and hitting Syaoran straight in the chest. Syaoran screamed in pain and fell to the ground, his face down.
"No. . . " Sakura whispered as she fell to his side once again. She turned him over and saw he wasn't breathing. Syaoran was dead.
"No. . .no Syaoran don't die. I didn't tell you because I was afraid, but I am in love with you!" Sakura cried, hugging the limp boy in her arms. Denitar stalked up to Sakura and grabbed her by the hair, yanking her up to her feet. He drew Syaoran's sword and held Sakura out at arms length from him. He positioned the sword at Sakura's stomach and smiled venomously.
"This was enjoyable. I have enjoyed fighting you. You are truly more powerful than your parents, but not powerful enough to defeat me." Denitar said, pulling the sword back and preparing to strike.
"You. Will. Not. WIN!" Sakura screamed as Denitar shoved the sword into her stomach. Sakura gasped in pain as Denitar screamed a victory cry. He pulled the sword out of Sakura, and she fell to her knees. Blood spewed from the wound in her belly, and Sakura's hands were crimson.
'I can't let this happen. There is too much depending on me. The Friar. . . the orphans. . . my home. . . Syaoran.' Sakura thought, breaking down into tears as she thought of her dead love. She felt electricity run through her suddenly, and looked down to see the ring on her hand was glowing. She felt a power surge through her as she stood again. Denitar stared in amazement as the girl he had just stabbed was standing again.
"You want me to finish this? Ask, and you will receive." Denitar hissed, running toward Sakura with the sword again. Sakura began to glow a bright pink, and she felt adrenaline course through her veins as she drew her sword and blocked Denitar's sword from stabbing her again. The two became locked in a fierce swordfight. Sakura slashed at the older man, astounded by the way she handled a sword, especially since she hadn't touched the weapon before in her life.
Denitar was dealing blows, but the girl was blocking them and then counter- striking on her own. How she learned the tactics, he didn't know. But she was wearing him down fast. He would have to destroy her quickly, else he would lose the battle and his life. He slashed viciously, catching Sakura's bare arm and cutting into it savagely. Sakura screamed in pain, but continued her assault on Denitar, driven by the intense need to save her world. Denitar was backing up, and tripped over one of the flat stones belonging to Sakura's dead parents. He fell to the ground with a thud, his sword falling out of his hands.
"Back to Hell with you." Sakura said darkly. She raised her sword into the air and stabbed Denitar, pinning him soundly to the earth. Denitar screamed like a wounded animal, and he tried to pull the sword from his shoulder in an attempt to free himself.
"Demolier!" Sakura screamed, pointing her hands down at Denitar. He felt a tearing inside his body, and began screaming in agony. Cuts began to form all over the older man, blood flowing like a river out of his body and onto the ground. His face was covered with deep slashes as Sakura continued to point her hands at him, her emerald eyes blazing with vengeance. Soon Denitar stopped screaming and writhing, and lay limp on the ground. Sakura came out of her trance and collapsed to her knees beside his body, breathing heavily.
"I did it. . . " Sakura said quietly, looking at the body. It started drying up, the skin cracking and turning to dust as the wind continued to howl loudly. Soon all that was left to remind Sakura of Denitar was the sword, which was sticking in the clean green grass. Denitar was gone, sent back to Hell to spend eternity.
"Syaoran. . . " Sakura cried, moving back to the dead boy. She ignored the blood still running down her arm and the pain in her stomach from the wound she received and laid her head against Syaoran's still chest in mourning. She felt so cold, so empty. She was losing blood fast, and would soon be dead. But the world was safe; she'd completed her destiny after all. The wind stopped howling, and Sakura looked up to see a bright blue replacing the blackness.
"Sakura. . . " Sakura heard a female voice calling. She looked around and saw a woman dressed in identical clothing to her own standing before her. A man was standing with her dressed in black with silver embroidery similar to Syaoran's clothes. They moved toward Sakura, their feet floating inches above the ground.
"Who. . . who are you?" Sakura gasped, feeling faint. The woman's emerald eyes glowed with love as she looked down at the girl and the boy she was lying with.
"I am your mother, Sakura. This is your father. We helped you find your powers. We brought Syaoran to you. You see, you two were supposed to meet in your lifetimes. You are destined." Nadeshiko said, her voice wavering like a breeze on a summer's day.
"You are everything I knew you would be, my precious child." Fujitaka added, smiling warmly. He also had emerald eyes like his wife and daughter. Sakura watched them as the circled her and Syaoran.
"He's died, mother. I wanted to save him, but he wouldn't let me." Sakura sobbed. Nadeshiko looked at her daughter with sympathy.
"He was destined to die, my child. The love you two showed is what sustained you in your defeat of Denitar. Without his love, you wouldn't have been able to defeat Denitar at all." Fujitaka said. Sakura sobbed harder, her emerald eyes bloodshot.
"I want to die too then. I want to be with him, with you. Please don't let me stay here alone!" Sakura begged. Her parents shook their heads sadly.
"We cannot let you die. You still have a destiny to fulfill." Nadeshiko replied. She began to chant, along with her husband, and soon Sakura felt warmth flow through her veins once again. Her wounds were gone, she was healed.
"We must depart from you now, child. Know that we are watching over you aways." Nadeshiko said sadly, disappearing into the air with Fujitaka, who smiled lovingly at his daughter. Sakura sobbed after they left, and she felt cold raindrops fall onto her skin.
'I am alone now. . . I have nowhere to go. If I return to the church, I will be forced to marry William. I can't do that, I don't love him! I love Syaoran. . .' Sakura thought to herself, sobbing bitterly as the rain increased slightly. She felt an unexpected touch against her shoulder, and gasped as she came face to face with Syaoran.
"Don't cry, Sakura. I'm here." Syaoran said plainly, looking into Sakura's green eyes with love. Sakura embraced Syaoran, tears of joy replacing tears of mourning. Syaoran ran his hands through her hair, ignoring the rain as it continued to fall onto them.
"I thought I had lost you. I didn't think I could survive without you." Sakura whispered, burying her head in the crook of Syaoran's neck.
"You will never lose me, Sakura. I love you too much to be parted from you." Syaoran replied, taking Sakura's chin and looking into her eyes.
"And I love you, Syaoran." Sakura whispered as they met in a passionate kiss. The rain fell softly on their bodies as Syaoran and Sakura held each other close.
"Sakura! Sakura!" a voice called from the forest. Sakura recognized the voice and stood with Syaoran as the Friar came sprinting into the clearing. He was panting heavily, and in his arms he carried the book of prophecies containing Sakura's destiny.
"I did it, Friar. I defeated Denitar." Sakura said, walking with Syaoran over to the Friar, who was flipping through pages in the book.
"I know this; if you hadn't, our world would have turned to black. I saw the bright blue sky over this clearing and knew you had won. I have something to show you. You are not finished as of yet, my child." The Friar replied. Sakura and Syaoran looked at each other with worry as the Friar began reading from the book.
"It says here that the Charmed child will defeat the evil, and he shall be condemned to the Underworld for eternity. The love that sustained the Charmed child will bring back from death her true love." The Friar explained.
"That is how you came back to me." Sakura mused, holding Syaoran tighter in her arms. Syaoran rested his head on Sakura's as the Friar continued.
"The Charmed child will bring forth a new line, combined with the power of the Protector. The Protector, you see is Syaoran. You, my boy, are the child of Yelan Li. You were taken seventeen years ago from our village. You are a Protector, chosen to protect the Charmed line. Only the men in the family inherit this trait. It was your destiny to meet Sakura and protect her from Denitar, surrendering your life in the process." The Friar said, looking at Syaoran, who was looking at Sakura with wonderment.
"I have a family? A real family? And I was supposed to meet you. . . protect you. Now I understand it; the feelings, the way I could locate you without knowing who you even were. I am connected to you." Syaoran said, smiling warmly down at Sakura. The Friar closed the book and walked to the two young lovers, joining their hands.
"Am I to assume that there will be a wedding after all?" The Friar asked, his eyes gleaming with happiness. Syaoran looked at Sakura, who grinned and kissed his lips tenderly.
"There will be a wedding." Sakura answered, embracing Syaoran again.
*Okay, this is not the end, that is unless you WANT it to end this way! Don't you want to know what's going on? Review for me! I love reviews! Thanks for reading!*
Charmed
Sakura watched with dread as Denitar raised his hands into the air once again. She glanced down at Syaoran, who was looking up at her with sad eyes. Denitar began chanting, and the sky above them turned pitch black. The wind howled, scattering leaves throughout the clearing.
"Let the object of my hatred become but a dream. . . " Denitar cried. A black haze made its way from the tips of Denitar's fingers and wafted toward Sakura and Syaoran. Syaoran got up and stumbled toward the haze, and Sakura screamed as it enveloped him and send him soaring backward to her. Syaoran landed on Sakura, and they tumbled backward from the force.
"Syaoran. . . why did you do that?" Sakura cried in anguish. Syaoran's amber eyes were filled with pain as he lay on the soft ground. His breathing was ragged and erratic, but he remained calm.
"Because I have fallen in love with you." Syaoran whispered before passing out. Sakura gasped and touched his face with her fingertips. Hearing Denitar's cruel laughter sent Sakura into a fury. She stood and turned, the wind blowing through her auburn hair as she scowled menacingly at Denitar.
"Today will be your last, Denitar. After this day you will be condemned to Hell where you belong!" Sakura yelled over the loud wind. Denitar laughed out loud, mocking the small girl standing before him. This was going to be easier than he thought.
"Flame, incinerate the Charmed one!" Denitar commanded. From his fists two flaming balls of energy flew, heading toward Sakura at an intense rate of speed. Sakura stood firm, her anger replacing her fear.
"Aquarion!" Sakura shouted. From the ground, a geyser of water shot, quenching the flames before they could reach her.
"Excellent work, child. But you are too weak to take me on yourself." Denitar shouted.
"But the two of us together can destroy you." Syaoran weakly retorted, standing up beside Sakura, who looked at him with worry.
"Syaoran, no. This is my fight." Sakura said desperately. Syaoran put his hand to her mouth and quieted the small girl.
"You have chosen to die then, boy." Denitar sneered. Syaoran put his hands into the air and began to chant. A bright green bolt escaped his eyes and hit Denitar, knocking him down. Syaoran fell to his knee, losing the power to stand on his own. He watched as Denitar rose, his eyes glowing black.
"You have committed a grave error." Denitar screamed in a rage, throwing a black bolt and hitting Syaoran straight in the chest. Syaoran screamed in pain and fell to the ground, his face down.
"No. . . " Sakura whispered as she fell to his side once again. She turned him over and saw he wasn't breathing. Syaoran was dead.
"No. . .no Syaoran don't die. I didn't tell you because I was afraid, but I am in love with you!" Sakura cried, hugging the limp boy in her arms. Denitar stalked up to Sakura and grabbed her by the hair, yanking her up to her feet. He drew Syaoran's sword and held Sakura out at arms length from him. He positioned the sword at Sakura's stomach and smiled venomously.
"This was enjoyable. I have enjoyed fighting you. You are truly more powerful than your parents, but not powerful enough to defeat me." Denitar said, pulling the sword back and preparing to strike.
"You. Will. Not. WIN!" Sakura screamed as Denitar shoved the sword into her stomach. Sakura gasped in pain as Denitar screamed a victory cry. He pulled the sword out of Sakura, and she fell to her knees. Blood spewed from the wound in her belly, and Sakura's hands were crimson.
'I can't let this happen. There is too much depending on me. The Friar. . . the orphans. . . my home. . . Syaoran.' Sakura thought, breaking down into tears as she thought of her dead love. She felt electricity run through her suddenly, and looked down to see the ring on her hand was glowing. She felt a power surge through her as she stood again. Denitar stared in amazement as the girl he had just stabbed was standing again.
"You want me to finish this? Ask, and you will receive." Denitar hissed, running toward Sakura with the sword again. Sakura began to glow a bright pink, and she felt adrenaline course through her veins as she drew her sword and blocked Denitar's sword from stabbing her again. The two became locked in a fierce swordfight. Sakura slashed at the older man, astounded by the way she handled a sword, especially since she hadn't touched the weapon before in her life.
Denitar was dealing blows, but the girl was blocking them and then counter- striking on her own. How she learned the tactics, he didn't know. But she was wearing him down fast. He would have to destroy her quickly, else he would lose the battle and his life. He slashed viciously, catching Sakura's bare arm and cutting into it savagely. Sakura screamed in pain, but continued her assault on Denitar, driven by the intense need to save her world. Denitar was backing up, and tripped over one of the flat stones belonging to Sakura's dead parents. He fell to the ground with a thud, his sword falling out of his hands.
"Back to Hell with you." Sakura said darkly. She raised her sword into the air and stabbed Denitar, pinning him soundly to the earth. Denitar screamed like a wounded animal, and he tried to pull the sword from his shoulder in an attempt to free himself.
"Demolier!" Sakura screamed, pointing her hands down at Denitar. He felt a tearing inside his body, and began screaming in agony. Cuts began to form all over the older man, blood flowing like a river out of his body and onto the ground. His face was covered with deep slashes as Sakura continued to point her hands at him, her emerald eyes blazing with vengeance. Soon Denitar stopped screaming and writhing, and lay limp on the ground. Sakura came out of her trance and collapsed to her knees beside his body, breathing heavily.
"I did it. . . " Sakura said quietly, looking at the body. It started drying up, the skin cracking and turning to dust as the wind continued to howl loudly. Soon all that was left to remind Sakura of Denitar was the sword, which was sticking in the clean green grass. Denitar was gone, sent back to Hell to spend eternity.
"Syaoran. . . " Sakura cried, moving back to the dead boy. She ignored the blood still running down her arm and the pain in her stomach from the wound she received and laid her head against Syaoran's still chest in mourning. She felt so cold, so empty. She was losing blood fast, and would soon be dead. But the world was safe; she'd completed her destiny after all. The wind stopped howling, and Sakura looked up to see a bright blue replacing the blackness.
"Sakura. . . " Sakura heard a female voice calling. She looked around and saw a woman dressed in identical clothing to her own standing before her. A man was standing with her dressed in black with silver embroidery similar to Syaoran's clothes. They moved toward Sakura, their feet floating inches above the ground.
"Who. . . who are you?" Sakura gasped, feeling faint. The woman's emerald eyes glowed with love as she looked down at the girl and the boy she was lying with.
"I am your mother, Sakura. This is your father. We helped you find your powers. We brought Syaoran to you. You see, you two were supposed to meet in your lifetimes. You are destined." Nadeshiko said, her voice wavering like a breeze on a summer's day.
"You are everything I knew you would be, my precious child." Fujitaka added, smiling warmly. He also had emerald eyes like his wife and daughter. Sakura watched them as the circled her and Syaoran.
"He's died, mother. I wanted to save him, but he wouldn't let me." Sakura sobbed. Nadeshiko looked at her daughter with sympathy.
"He was destined to die, my child. The love you two showed is what sustained you in your defeat of Denitar. Without his love, you wouldn't have been able to defeat Denitar at all." Fujitaka said. Sakura sobbed harder, her emerald eyes bloodshot.
"I want to die too then. I want to be with him, with you. Please don't let me stay here alone!" Sakura begged. Her parents shook their heads sadly.
"We cannot let you die. You still have a destiny to fulfill." Nadeshiko replied. She began to chant, along with her husband, and soon Sakura felt warmth flow through her veins once again. Her wounds were gone, she was healed.
"We must depart from you now, child. Know that we are watching over you aways." Nadeshiko said sadly, disappearing into the air with Fujitaka, who smiled lovingly at his daughter. Sakura sobbed after they left, and she felt cold raindrops fall onto her skin.
'I am alone now. . . I have nowhere to go. If I return to the church, I will be forced to marry William. I can't do that, I don't love him! I love Syaoran. . .' Sakura thought to herself, sobbing bitterly as the rain increased slightly. She felt an unexpected touch against her shoulder, and gasped as she came face to face with Syaoran.
"Don't cry, Sakura. I'm here." Syaoran said plainly, looking into Sakura's green eyes with love. Sakura embraced Syaoran, tears of joy replacing tears of mourning. Syaoran ran his hands through her hair, ignoring the rain as it continued to fall onto them.
"I thought I had lost you. I didn't think I could survive without you." Sakura whispered, burying her head in the crook of Syaoran's neck.
"You will never lose me, Sakura. I love you too much to be parted from you." Syaoran replied, taking Sakura's chin and looking into her eyes.
"And I love you, Syaoran." Sakura whispered as they met in a passionate kiss. The rain fell softly on their bodies as Syaoran and Sakura held each other close.
"Sakura! Sakura!" a voice called from the forest. Sakura recognized the voice and stood with Syaoran as the Friar came sprinting into the clearing. He was panting heavily, and in his arms he carried the book of prophecies containing Sakura's destiny.
"I did it, Friar. I defeated Denitar." Sakura said, walking with Syaoran over to the Friar, who was flipping through pages in the book.
"I know this; if you hadn't, our world would have turned to black. I saw the bright blue sky over this clearing and knew you had won. I have something to show you. You are not finished as of yet, my child." The Friar replied. Sakura and Syaoran looked at each other with worry as the Friar began reading from the book.
"It says here that the Charmed child will defeat the evil, and he shall be condemned to the Underworld for eternity. The love that sustained the Charmed child will bring back from death her true love." The Friar explained.
"That is how you came back to me." Sakura mused, holding Syaoran tighter in her arms. Syaoran rested his head on Sakura's as the Friar continued.
"The Charmed child will bring forth a new line, combined with the power of the Protector. The Protector, you see is Syaoran. You, my boy, are the child of Yelan Li. You were taken seventeen years ago from our village. You are a Protector, chosen to protect the Charmed line. Only the men in the family inherit this trait. It was your destiny to meet Sakura and protect her from Denitar, surrendering your life in the process." The Friar said, looking at Syaoran, who was looking at Sakura with wonderment.
"I have a family? A real family? And I was supposed to meet you. . . protect you. Now I understand it; the feelings, the way I could locate you without knowing who you even were. I am connected to you." Syaoran said, smiling warmly down at Sakura. The Friar closed the book and walked to the two young lovers, joining their hands.
"Am I to assume that there will be a wedding after all?" The Friar asked, his eyes gleaming with happiness. Syaoran looked at Sakura, who grinned and kissed his lips tenderly.
"There will be a wedding." Sakura answered, embracing Syaoran again.
*Okay, this is not the end, that is unless you WANT it to end this way! Don't you want to know what's going on? Review for me! I love reviews! Thanks for reading!*