Snow White

AN: I do not own Card Captor Sakura or Snow White

Chapter 5

"No, don't go back."

"What?"

"Don't go back. The house… I have to go to the house. Juliana… She's going to do something…"

"You're in no condition to help anyone, love. You can barely stand on your own two feet."

I glared up at the man. The moon reflected its cold pale light in his warm golden eyes and that strange white scar across his eye seemed to stand out more. Anger fuelled my desperation and I pushed myself out of his arms falling hard on the wet forest floor. Groaning I tried to push myself up, my fingers digging into the wet earth.

Two strong hands lifted me up around my waist and Li lifted me into his arms once more. I felt weak and pathetic as I lay in his arms listening to the steady rhythm of his feet moving across the forest floor. "You're as stubborn as your father."

"I'm not stubborn."

"What do you call stealing a pirate's sword and running into wolf infested woods in the middle of the night then? Stubbornness, bravery or plain stupidity?"

"You know nothing."

"I know one thing love, I made a promise to your father and I am going to keep it. Now you might tell me what your problem is or your may not, but when it's over you're going to come with me and I can go back to plundering coastal towns and terrorising merchant ships."

I wrapped my arms around his neck while he adjusted his hold on me. His hair held the sent of the ocean and his skin the sent of the fresh tropical air. My heart cringed in my chest and I swallowed the feeling of longing. "I miss the ocean."

"Do you now, love?" His voice was soft next to my ear and I nodded in response. I really missed the ocean. The warm breeze playing on my face and tugging at my hair, the soft spray of the sea on my skin and the sense of complete freedom filling your veins. I remember crying myself to sleep in the first year I came here, when I came inland.

I was scolded as a sea rat for the odd way I walked and the way I talked. My hair was bleached blond by the sun back then and my skin was brown. I was scolded for looking like a boy. Long hair tied back in a sloppy pony, white shirt, brown pants and boots with a blue scarf wrapped around my waist and my belt with my knife… All I kept was my belt and knife.

"You'll see the ocean soon enough love. The Spanish Main is lovely this time of year. The sun warm and the ocean calm and there are all sorts of festivals in the towns. We try to go to everyone if the tied and wind allows it…"

I must have dozed off listening to his calm voice telling me about the different towns and their festivals and the pirate town I remember from long ago where any man or woman makes their own happiness in the way they desire or see fit.

My mind drifted of to a woman I remember. She was the last person I saw on that island when I left the world of piracy. She had thick black hair tied in a heavy braid and burning ruby eyes with a kind smile and an iron fist. She owned the bar on the island and she was the only woman every pirate feared and obeyed. I suspect it was the lack of rum other wise that frightened them more.

I used to love listening to her stories of buccaneers and their large and grand ships going up against the British and Spanish fleet or their plundering expeditions in towns or on merchant ships. I loved the story about the curse brought upon the crew of the Black Pearl as punishment for their mutiny against their first captain.

I felt a warm blanket being drawn over me and I found myself sleeping in the bed the woman and I shared when we visited the island. She would always snuggle up against me with her arm draped around my waist to hold me close and safe and tonight was no different. She became silent. "One more story Meiling, please. One more…"

Papa…

Go away phantom, go away. My daughter is dead.

Papa, no.

The father's blood…

Go away phantom, go away. My daughter is dead.

Go away.

My son shall live!

PAPA!

I have no daughter.

She is dead.

My son shall live with the father's blood.

Papa!

Go away phantom.

Go away…

My eyes snapped open and I found the little back room of the church empty. I stumbled through the doorway and found the men sitting around a game of cards. Tomoyo was no where in sight and I felt fear tugging at my heart. "Where's Tomoyo?"

"Get back to bed."

"WHERE IS SHE?" I yelled and the men jumped in surprise.

"She went down to the river to wash your dress and hers." I looked at the man named Eriol and I could feel my heart starting to race.

"You let her go alone? YOU LET HER GO ALONE?" I roared and stormed out of the church. I ignored the yells and the calls for me as I ran down the hill to the small river. My bare feet felt cold on the damp earth and the cold air pinched me through my thin under dress. "TOMOYO!"

"TOMOYO!" I screamed her name and found no answer.

My breath caught in my throat and stumbled down the riverbank. Maybe she went further down to the rocks. I cursed when I fell and scrambled up as fast as possible. I needed to find that girl. "TOMOYO!" I screamed once more and found no answer. The wet earth started to cling to the bottom of my dress making it heavy and dirty. I ignored everything. I needed to find that girl.

"TOMOYO! WHERE ARE Y…" My mind paused at the sight. On the ground next to the river laid the girl dressed in white. Her lips and cheeks where pale and her blue eyes stared blankly up at me. Her raven hair fanned out on the ground. "TOMOYO!"

I pulled the girl into my arms and held her tight. "Tomoyo, wake up. Wake up!" She didn't move and panic filled my body. Warm tears burned my cold face and I rocked the girl back and forth in my arms. "WAKE UP!" She refused to move and my eyes fell on a red apple. A bite was taken from it.

Cursing wildly I gently let the girl down and picked up the apple. I flung it hard into the nearest tree. I shattered into thousands of pieces.

I blinked.

It shattered like glass.

I glanced down at my bleeding hands and arms where the shattered glass cut me.

"Oh lord." I sank to my knees looking at my bleeding hands and arms. The apple shattered like glass. If it cut me like this on the out side…

She took a bite.

I looked at the girl and I could feel all life drain from my body.

"Snow White."

AN: Oh my word! The apple is glass? Can this become more twisted? And what has the Meiling woman Sakura remembers got to do with anything? Or is it just a random memory of her past?

Its short chapter I know.

I love Pirates of the Caribbean!

Thank you for the reviews!

Tella

Randomness: Do you know the difference between a white and a black rhinoceros? The white rhino's top lip is broad to help it pull grass from the plains, while the black rhino's top lip is sharp and pointed to help it pull the leaves of trees. The name white rhinoceros originally came from "Wide" to describe the rhino's lip, but changed to white over the years. The black rhino isn't really black, but it is darker in colour when put next to a white rhino. (They look amazing in the wild!)