Chapter 11: Halloween Havoc part 2
K-channy: Okay, so this IS Part two of Halloween Havoc, but technically it's a chapter of it's own. If you were reading a book, it wouldn't say part two unless it was a sequel or something, so this is it's own chapter. Shorter than Halloween Havoc, but still pretty good. No POV's because this is the second part of a chapter. BTW: There is one more chap for this, so there is a cliff hanger. (It's a fight)
Syaoran explained what happened to him outside with Kawaii. The group were milling around the punch bowl.
"Do you think that because of the fact that she was an authoress of the poem that she has something to do with it?" Eriol asked.
"Maybe." Kero said. "She could be after killing Sakura."
"Then why would she warn me?" Syaoran asked.
"Maybe her brother wants to kill you." Mei-Lin took Syaoran's arm. For once, he didn't shrug it off.
"Perhaps." Eriol said. "Or she wants you, not to kill you, but she wants you like Mei-Lin does... did.... Actually, I'm really not sure what she's all about right now." (K-channy: neither am I... It's like a cross between CCS1 and CCS the movie)
Mei-Lin kicked him. "Rage."
"Anyway!" Eriol said. "We have to find out what's going on, ya know?"
Suddenly, the lights began to dim and brighten, repeatedly. Eriol stood in front of Tomoyo, who peered over his shoulder. Syaoran and Mei-Lin instinctively dropped into an offensive battle stance.
Others around them laughed. "It's just a power shortage. Or maybe even special effects." said a girl, who's name was either Joan or Jade.
Syaoran frowned. "I sense... I sense..." he lifted his eyebrows. "No... it can't be... we... we.."
Kero looked from out of Tomoyo's bag. "Your right kid... It's a Clow Card."
Syaoran shook his head. "This isn't like a wild Clow Card, though. It's like... like... humanoid or something... controling the Clow Cards."
A sound above them made the dance hall look up. A black platform with a metal bar was slowly coming down from the ceiling. On that platform was the grim reaper.
Tied to the bar in a white dress that was ripped on the edges was Sakura.
Her arms were over her head and wore no shoes and her legs were wrapped around the bar. They weren't tied, so Syaoran guessed it was for her own protection.
"Look at the platform!" Joan or Jade yelled.
The grim reaper waved his arm, drawing forth a Clow Card.
"Ancient Card of Magic for this hour, I call on you, surrender your power. Sleep!" (I made it up, just for him)
Syaoran looked to Mei-Lin. She began to sag and almost collapsed. He reached for her as Eriol did Tomoyo.
"Come on, Mei-Lin... wake up..." He shook her but to no avail, she was dead to the world.
"Two boys and only one can proceed." the grim reaper's voice was deep and rich. The mask over his face didn't budge as he did so.
He looked to Eriol. "You, Eriol, are stronger than Syaoran in magic, but I do not wish to fight you." He drew another card out.
"Ancient Card of Magic for this hour, I call on you, surrender your power. Thunder!"
The power went right through Eriol and became it's true form next to him. Eriol laughed.
"Do you really think you can defeat me with cards that I created myself?" he cocked his head to the side. "But I'll make you a deal. If you promise to let Sakura go, regardless to the outcome of the fight between you and Syaoran... I shall forfeit."
"NANI GA?" Syaoran screeched. "NO WAY!"
The grim reaper watched Syaoran's actions and smiled. "Fine. Now, leave."
Eriol picked up Mei-Lin and Tomoyo, propping them on his shoulders.
He turned to Syaoran. "Syaoran, I have deep faith in you. You don't need my help any longer."
Syaoran's heart beat wildly in his chest. "I... I don't think I can."
"Listen to the words from the wise.
'Be careful, fighter
For every step is harder
Then you make your move.'"
He left, with Syaoran stunned.
"So Syaoran." the grim reaper said. "I will make you a deal of my own. You can follow me, and TRY to gain Sakura back, or you can forfeit right now."
"If I forfeit now, Sakura will still be free, due to the bet you made with Eriol." Syaoran smiled at his logic. Sakura smiled at him as well.
"Oh contrare, Syaoran." the grim reaper said. "He said regardless of the outcome of the fight between us. That means there must be a fight for her to be released." he pointed out the door. "There are some stairs up there, Syaoran. You can follow them to the catwalk and from there to my lair. That door also leads to your way out. If you do not reach the lair in, oh, 20 minutes, I shall think that you have forfeited and Sakura shall be mine for eternity. Like the Harry Potter Book 4 says, 'The prospects' black, too late, it's gone, it won't come back."
Syaoran made a face. 'Why does he read Harry Potter?'
"Syaoran!" Sakura's voice cut through his thoughts. "It's a trap!"
"Silent card... release!" the reaper whispered.
Sakura suddenly couldn't talk. Her mouth moved, but Syaoran couldn't make out the words. Tears flowed down her eyes.
Syaoran couldn't take it. "I'll do it."
She cried harder, no noise escaping her pale cherry lips. Syaoran made a move toward her.
"Stay back." The reaper said. He seemed to be enjoying Syaoran's pain. "You cannot touch her."
Syaoran closed his eyes, took a deep breath, opened them and looked into Sakura's. She had stopped trying to talk, but tears still caressed her cheeks.
"You have to be strong, Sakura." he said. She shook her head wildly, more tears pouring out of her emerald green eyes.
He nodded. "I promise that we will be together again." he took the ring necklace and put it over his shirt. "I made a promise to you, remember?" he pulled out the key and ring out of his pocket. "Now you have to promise me that you will stay strong." he nodded against her silent pleas of no.
"Tick-tock, said the clock." the reaper replied. "Ticky-Tock, Syaoran's time might soon be up."
"Ashiteru." he said to Sakura and began to run up the stairs, but stopped. The floor held two Sakura Cards, the Sleep and the Silent.
"Everytime you get to a new level, your opponents will use Cards. If you defeat them, the Cards will be given to you. You didn't exactly defeat me, but use them wisely, Syaoran."
Syaoran nodded and went up the staircase. The first flight of stairs wasn't a problem, but there were three. It was the second flight that got him.
A sharp ringing entered his ears, and he fell to his knees. He soon fainted, his hat falling off of his head.
Memories flooded his mind, Jusenori's voice in his head. "Look at this, Syaoran." he said, stopping at the time when he first came to Tomoeda. "Look how rude you were to Sakura. What ever made you think that she would want someone that treated her like that?"
"Stop it." he whispered. The pain in his head was unbearable, but not as bad as the way he treated Sakura."
"I can treat her better, you know." he said. "I have the power and the charm. She will be mine for the taking."
Syaoran shuddered. "She's mine. Please, leave her alone."
"Hm... does this hurt, Syaoran, as much as you make it?" Jusenori asked. "Does it, Syaoran? Tell me, since when I have Sakura, I shall never feel pain again."
Syaoran shivered. "Dame da."
Jusenori sped up time. "Let's look into the future." The scene in Syaoran's head was one of pure torture. Sakura looked as though she had grown up a bit and as beautiful as ever. Jusenori had faced her, blocking most of her out of his view, but he could see her over his shoulder. She laughed as he kissed her cheek. He leaned over to kiss him but before he could, Sakura glanced over his shoulder. Her green eyes bore through him, making him want to get up and hurt Jusenori. The problem was, that he couldn't. Just as he bent down to kiss her, the image froze.
"She looked right at you! And then, to kiss me... tsk, tsk, tsk."
"Shut up!" Syaoran yelled. He got to his feet. "Sakura loves me! She said so herself. And I love Kinomoto Sakura!"
Like a wash from the wave card, the sequence was over, and Syaoran was on the floor. He picked himself up, grabbed the time card and ran to the next test.
"Syaoran... Syaoran... Come here, Syaoran..." he stood on the second platform, when he heard the voice. Mist spiraled around his ankles, and then above his head. Through the mist, Kawaii looked toward him, seductively. She wore a green bikini top and a green amazon skirt that showed off her legs.
She creeped toward Syaoran. "Welcome, Syaoran. This is my humble world, or my dream world if you will." She pulled the Dream Card out of her top. "Think of this place as your biggest dream." She slinked toward him and went behind him, arms touching his chest. She placed her mouth by his ear. "I'm the only one that can make you truely happy, you know." It was a statement, not a question.
Syaoran flinched and moved away from her. "How do I pass through here to get to the next level?"
She glared at him, but began to smirk. "You don't care about those silly levels. Why don't you just... relax and stay with me."
"In other words, I have to get through you." he said.
She shrugged. "I know you don't want to hurt me, SyaoranLove."
"I don't, Kawaii." she brightened at his words. "But I love Sakura."
She looked at the floor for a moment, which swept with the mist. "Then pass."
Syaoran looked at her, gratefully. "Thank yo-"
"I said go." she said, firmly. "Just go." her voice cracked. Syaoran leaned over to give her a hug, but she stepped back.
"Go... you have three minutes." she said, handing him the illusion.
Syaoran jetted off. "Arigatou!!!"
Kawaii stood by herself for a moment, then sat down.
"Kawaii, why? You had the power to strike him. Why didn't you?" Jusenori asked, his voice booming off of the walls. Though he wasn't there, the twins had ways to speak with each other.
"I couldn't, Ju-kun. He loved her too much... and I loved him."
Start POV Sequence
Kawaii: I can't believe that I couldn't do it. I'm not suppose to be soft, I'm suppose to be harder, much harder. I'm playing in a game that I must lose... to have Syaoran win.
Jusenori: He's coming. Kawaii just let him pass. She was one of my best hopes before he got here. Now, I'll have to kill him.
Syaoran: Just... one more step further... must reach... Sakura...
Sakura: Syaoran.........
End POV Sequence
K-channy: Okay, so this IS Part two of Halloween Havoc, but technically it's a chapter of it's own. If you were reading a book, it wouldn't say part two unless it was a sequel or something, so this is it's own chapter. Shorter than Halloween Havoc, but still pretty good. No POV's because this is the second part of a chapter. BTW: There is one more chap for this, so there is a cliff hanger. (It's a fight)
Syaoran explained what happened to him outside with Kawaii. The group were milling around the punch bowl.
"Do you think that because of the fact that she was an authoress of the poem that she has something to do with it?" Eriol asked.
"Maybe." Kero said. "She could be after killing Sakura."
"Then why would she warn me?" Syaoran asked.
"Maybe her brother wants to kill you." Mei-Lin took Syaoran's arm. For once, he didn't shrug it off.
"Perhaps." Eriol said. "Or she wants you, not to kill you, but she wants you like Mei-Lin does... did.... Actually, I'm really not sure what she's all about right now." (K-channy: neither am I... It's like a cross between CCS1 and CCS the movie)
Mei-Lin kicked him. "Rage."
"Anyway!" Eriol said. "We have to find out what's going on, ya know?"
Suddenly, the lights began to dim and brighten, repeatedly. Eriol stood in front of Tomoyo, who peered over his shoulder. Syaoran and Mei-Lin instinctively dropped into an offensive battle stance.
Others around them laughed. "It's just a power shortage. Or maybe even special effects." said a girl, who's name was either Joan or Jade.
Syaoran frowned. "I sense... I sense..." he lifted his eyebrows. "No... it can't be... we... we.."
Kero looked from out of Tomoyo's bag. "Your right kid... It's a Clow Card."
Syaoran shook his head. "This isn't like a wild Clow Card, though. It's like... like... humanoid or something... controling the Clow Cards."
A sound above them made the dance hall look up. A black platform with a metal bar was slowly coming down from the ceiling. On that platform was the grim reaper.
Tied to the bar in a white dress that was ripped on the edges was Sakura.
Her arms were over her head and wore no shoes and her legs were wrapped around the bar. They weren't tied, so Syaoran guessed it was for her own protection.
"Look at the platform!" Joan or Jade yelled.
The grim reaper waved his arm, drawing forth a Clow Card.
"Ancient Card of Magic for this hour, I call on you, surrender your power. Sleep!" (I made it up, just for him)
Syaoran looked to Mei-Lin. She began to sag and almost collapsed. He reached for her as Eriol did Tomoyo.
"Come on, Mei-Lin... wake up..." He shook her but to no avail, she was dead to the world.
"Two boys and only one can proceed." the grim reaper's voice was deep and rich. The mask over his face didn't budge as he did so.
He looked to Eriol. "You, Eriol, are stronger than Syaoran in magic, but I do not wish to fight you." He drew another card out.
"Ancient Card of Magic for this hour, I call on you, surrender your power. Thunder!"
The power went right through Eriol and became it's true form next to him. Eriol laughed.
"Do you really think you can defeat me with cards that I created myself?" he cocked his head to the side. "But I'll make you a deal. If you promise to let Sakura go, regardless to the outcome of the fight between you and Syaoran... I shall forfeit."
"NANI GA?" Syaoran screeched. "NO WAY!"
The grim reaper watched Syaoran's actions and smiled. "Fine. Now, leave."
Eriol picked up Mei-Lin and Tomoyo, propping them on his shoulders.
He turned to Syaoran. "Syaoran, I have deep faith in you. You don't need my help any longer."
Syaoran's heart beat wildly in his chest. "I... I don't think I can."
"Listen to the words from the wise.
'Be careful, fighter
For every step is harder
Then you make your move.'"
He left, with Syaoran stunned.
"So Syaoran." the grim reaper said. "I will make you a deal of my own. You can follow me, and TRY to gain Sakura back, or you can forfeit right now."
"If I forfeit now, Sakura will still be free, due to the bet you made with Eriol." Syaoran smiled at his logic. Sakura smiled at him as well.
"Oh contrare, Syaoran." the grim reaper said. "He said regardless of the outcome of the fight between us. That means there must be a fight for her to be released." he pointed out the door. "There are some stairs up there, Syaoran. You can follow them to the catwalk and from there to my lair. That door also leads to your way out. If you do not reach the lair in, oh, 20 minutes, I shall think that you have forfeited and Sakura shall be mine for eternity. Like the Harry Potter Book 4 says, 'The prospects' black, too late, it's gone, it won't come back."
Syaoran made a face. 'Why does he read Harry Potter?'
"Syaoran!" Sakura's voice cut through his thoughts. "It's a trap!"
"Silent card... release!" the reaper whispered.
Sakura suddenly couldn't talk. Her mouth moved, but Syaoran couldn't make out the words. Tears flowed down her eyes.
Syaoran couldn't take it. "I'll do it."
She cried harder, no noise escaping her pale cherry lips. Syaoran made a move toward her.
"Stay back." The reaper said. He seemed to be enjoying Syaoran's pain. "You cannot touch her."
Syaoran closed his eyes, took a deep breath, opened them and looked into Sakura's. She had stopped trying to talk, but tears still caressed her cheeks.
"You have to be strong, Sakura." he said. She shook her head wildly, more tears pouring out of her emerald green eyes.
He nodded. "I promise that we will be together again." he took the ring necklace and put it over his shirt. "I made a promise to you, remember?" he pulled out the key and ring out of his pocket. "Now you have to promise me that you will stay strong." he nodded against her silent pleas of no.
"Tick-tock, said the clock." the reaper replied. "Ticky-Tock, Syaoran's time might soon be up."
"Ashiteru." he said to Sakura and began to run up the stairs, but stopped. The floor held two Sakura Cards, the Sleep and the Silent.
"Everytime you get to a new level, your opponents will use Cards. If you defeat them, the Cards will be given to you. You didn't exactly defeat me, but use them wisely, Syaoran."
Syaoran nodded and went up the staircase. The first flight of stairs wasn't a problem, but there were three. It was the second flight that got him.
A sharp ringing entered his ears, and he fell to his knees. He soon fainted, his hat falling off of his head.
Memories flooded his mind, Jusenori's voice in his head. "Look at this, Syaoran." he said, stopping at the time when he first came to Tomoeda. "Look how rude you were to Sakura. What ever made you think that she would want someone that treated her like that?"
"Stop it." he whispered. The pain in his head was unbearable, but not as bad as the way he treated Sakura."
"I can treat her better, you know." he said. "I have the power and the charm. She will be mine for the taking."
Syaoran shuddered. "She's mine. Please, leave her alone."
"Hm... does this hurt, Syaoran, as much as you make it?" Jusenori asked. "Does it, Syaoran? Tell me, since when I have Sakura, I shall never feel pain again."
Syaoran shivered. "Dame da."
Jusenori sped up time. "Let's look into the future." The scene in Syaoran's head was one of pure torture. Sakura looked as though she had grown up a bit and as beautiful as ever. Jusenori had faced her, blocking most of her out of his view, but he could see her over his shoulder. She laughed as he kissed her cheek. He leaned over to kiss him but before he could, Sakura glanced over his shoulder. Her green eyes bore through him, making him want to get up and hurt Jusenori. The problem was, that he couldn't. Just as he bent down to kiss her, the image froze.
"She looked right at you! And then, to kiss me... tsk, tsk, tsk."
"Shut up!" Syaoran yelled. He got to his feet. "Sakura loves me! She said so herself. And I love Kinomoto Sakura!"
Like a wash from the wave card, the sequence was over, and Syaoran was on the floor. He picked himself up, grabbed the time card and ran to the next test.
"Syaoran... Syaoran... Come here, Syaoran..." he stood on the second platform, when he heard the voice. Mist spiraled around his ankles, and then above his head. Through the mist, Kawaii looked toward him, seductively. She wore a green bikini top and a green amazon skirt that showed off her legs.
She creeped toward Syaoran. "Welcome, Syaoran. This is my humble world, or my dream world if you will." She pulled the Dream Card out of her top. "Think of this place as your biggest dream." She slinked toward him and went behind him, arms touching his chest. She placed her mouth by his ear. "I'm the only one that can make you truely happy, you know." It was a statement, not a question.
Syaoran flinched and moved away from her. "How do I pass through here to get to the next level?"
She glared at him, but began to smirk. "You don't care about those silly levels. Why don't you just... relax and stay with me."
"In other words, I have to get through you." he said.
She shrugged. "I know you don't want to hurt me, SyaoranLove."
"I don't, Kawaii." she brightened at his words. "But I love Sakura."
She looked at the floor for a moment, which swept with the mist. "Then pass."
Syaoran looked at her, gratefully. "Thank yo-"
"I said go." she said, firmly. "Just go." her voice cracked. Syaoran leaned over to give her a hug, but she stepped back.
"Go... you have three minutes." she said, handing him the illusion.
Syaoran jetted off. "Arigatou!!!"
Kawaii stood by herself for a moment, then sat down.
"Kawaii, why? You had the power to strike him. Why didn't you?" Jusenori asked, his voice booming off of the walls. Though he wasn't there, the twins had ways to speak with each other.
"I couldn't, Ju-kun. He loved her too much... and I loved him."
Start POV Sequence
Kawaii: I can't believe that I couldn't do it. I'm not suppose to be soft, I'm suppose to be harder, much harder. I'm playing in a game that I must lose... to have Syaoran win.
Jusenori: He's coming. Kawaii just let him pass. She was one of my best hopes before he got here. Now, I'll have to kill him.
Syaoran: Just... one more step further... must reach... Sakura...
Sakura: Syaoran.........
End POV Sequence