Oh by golly... can anyone even tell me if this story is good or not? This chapter is short... choppy... and will not get any longer since there's only10 people reading this (according to my, ahem, hits). So, if anyone dislikes this or likes this, so TELL ME! I must say that the only person I know who is reading this, and the only reason for why this is ever continuing is because of A CANNON. So, to my one and only reader, this whole story is dedicated to you. Cheerio my fellow people.

"Kerobus… Yue?" My eyes fluttered open.

The large, golden figure glared at me, "How does she know our names!"

Yue gave me a cold stare, worse than Li's, "Why did you spy on Sakura."

I couldn't reply. My throat was dry and empty of words. My stomach felt like there was a giant hole in there... emptiness…

I felt empty, like those days in the back. I felt empty, empty of love again.

Only Tomoyo's caring stare seemed to comfort me… but I had another feeling… a feeling that we were being watched… and this time it might not be a nice pair of eyes….

0-0

A soft chuckle.

"Don't harm them! Don't harm any of them!"

A deadening glare, then another soft chuckle, "You think I could ever harm them?"

The chained prisoner battered against her chains, binding her hands… legs… body… and neck. She gazed helplessly at the great orb.

There was Tomoyo… Syaoran… Kerobus… Yue… and this other girl she did not know. No matter what, she wouldn't let him hurt any of them. But without her cards and key… she couldn't do anything. Just hope they could hold back on his plans and come save her. All she could do was hope.

The Sakura book rested on the top shelf, all the cards had bound in chains as well. The key lay in his grasp, his claws and fingers were hidden under his dark cloak.

"I have already brought them into the depths of their own minds and past… and one of them has lost."

"Which one!"

He let out a deep, dark cackle, "You'll see."

He turned back to the giant sphere, playing the characters, "Besides, it won't matter… because I have other plans as well…"

And then the evil laugh once more… ringing through the cave and let out into the open… echoing in the mountains.

0-0

"Mika-"

I opened my mouth again… only darkness and emptiness… hollowness… only bringing forth more tears.

"I-"

I grasped for the breath in my lungs and the words in my heart…

"Can she speak?"

"Does it matter?"

Finally… I could say it.

I could tell them.

I could tell them about me.

I am an unwanted child.

I am an outcast… brought to Japan to live instead.

I am a girl whose neck had been bent like a crane and my back scarred with beatings.

I am a girl who was passed from family… to family… to family.

And then I finally came to a family without love.

And I lived heartlessly without love, without a heart.

But I knew what love was, what a heart was, what kindness was.

Everything I didn't have.

Everything I wanted to have.

And I would watch the other children go home pleasantly to greet their loving family.

Especially Sakura.

Especially her.

Perhaps I envy her.

Perhaps I admire her.

But all I ever did was watch her.

And wish.

Wish that one day… I could be like her.

She had everything I didn't have.

She had love, kindness… a family.

She had a loving family: a father, a brother… and a dead mother who watched her from above.

She had friends: Tomoyo, Li, Meiling, Eriol, and so many more.

She had guardians: Yue and Kerobus.

She was the card captor… she had magic.

And me?

A hopeless, ragged girl… watching…wishing… and…

There was a tear already… on my left cheek.

I saw Tomoyo's face, full of pity and sadness?

I saw Li-kun's face… a little less… malicious?

I saw Kerobus's face… it was looking away, and Yue had the same iciness as ever.

Still… no one cares about me.

"But, I'm your friend Mika-chan." Tomoyo took my hand.

Li-kun gave me a glance, turned away with a, "humph."

Kerobus is looking away… and Yue with that same cold face.

"You are my only friend Tomoyo-chan."

"I'm sure Sakura would be your friend too!"

"Really?"

She nodded.

Sometimes… I wondered what it would be like to have Sakura as a friend… but she would never be friends with someone like me.

Never.

Ever.

But the way Tomoyo said it… it sounded so… real?

There is no happiness bubbling in me though… I have been swallowed up by that past I did not want to remember… and I have lost to it.

I have lost.