Disclaimer: No, I don't own CCS. Want to, but never will. I don't own Tamora Pierce's books either, wish.
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Chapter 9
An End
The day had finally arrived that the battle that would decide the fate of the world began. Tomoyo had be unable to come in the early hours of battle due to her delivery of her school headmaster's son. The sky was completely black and nothing could be seen. Only her sisterly tie to Sakura led the way in the infinity of darkness.
She arrived at what Tomoyo could only call a domed arena. The eerie glow of different magic created a dim light at which the warriors found as their guidance. Tomoyo panned the arena and realized that she had arrived too late. Eriol lay in a corner whispering spells and blood poured from his leg. Syaoran and Sakura were fighting Feimie. A loud cry was issued from the three in the last party as each blade was driven into another fighter. Sakura's and Syaoran's had cris-crossed and stabbed both of Feimie shoulders. But his blade had also land it's place in Sakura's chest. Feimie quickly faded and Sakura began to do the same. Tomoyo starred in complete disbelief at the events that had unfolded before her eyes.
Eriol's chanting ended and a white glow filled the dome. A circle of heavenly figure descended. The Gods. Tomoyo gasped and moved beside Eriol. Syaoran cradled the dead Sakura in his arms and wept into her chest.
The Gods moved Sakura from Syaoran's embrace and placed her into their own. They called out a strange word and the angels appeared from their necklaces and drove into Sakura's body. A gasp of breath was heard from her as air filled the empty lung.
Returning Sakura to her friends, the Gods vanished. Sakura mumbled something that barely audible, "Clow once told me that after the battle was over, I would be rewarded greatly. I think he meant with my life and how the world would change. And the fact that I now have family and friends. And you," she looked up at Syaoran. They kissed more passionately then Tomoyo could ever imagine possible. 'Love,' Tomoyo thought humbly, 'is enough to save this world'
It is short and crappy. But I haven't updated in over six months and thought I should end the story. Thank you to all of my supportive readers who have stayed with me this past three years and helped me to explore my writing and creative skills. Through the good and bad we have strived and won. To my one-hundred reviews that I never dreamed would happen. I owe a lot to you and thank you most humbly. For now, TheMysticWarrior