Heh... Chapter 4 already?
Disclaimer: Everyone and place in this so far belong to CLAMP-sama...
The next day, a decree went out through the kingdom.
By Order of the High Princess Emeraude
This country, now called Clow, shall be forevermore known as Cephiro.
Priest Zagato shall succeed the late High Priest Yukito, who recently died in an accident.
To commemorate this event, Her Royal Highness invites
the general public to a festival to be held outside the castle in three day's time.
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"Hikaru-chan!"
A blue-haired girl ran into the Shidou kendo dojo. She scanned the room quickly, looking for her friend. Umi caught a glimpse of red hair tied in a braid, and instinctively followed that.
"Hikaru-chan, I brought you some cookies. They're really good; Fuu said so."
Hikaru stopped and slowly turned her tear-stained face to her friend. She looked lost, a stranger in her own household.
"Hikaru-chan..."
"They told me."
"W-what?"
"The big secret. They told me. Last night."
Flashback
"Hikaru, please come here. There's something important we need to tell you."
Slightly puzzled, she followed her parents into the kitchen. She hadn't done anything bad lately. But if this was about the time she...
Her thoughts cut off as she reached the table. She could see something wrong in her mother's eyes. Her father paced around the table.
"Hikaru, we've been hiding this secret for years, but now we think you're old enough to understand. You're adopted."
She felt her whole world sink into a black hole. Adopted?
Her father continued, because her mother couldn't speak through her tears.
"I found you out on the street when you were just a baby. It was raining, and we thought you wouldn't survive. But you lived, and we kept your origin a secret."
Her mother finally controlled her voice.
"Hikaru, no matter what happens, just know that we love you as our own. You're part of our family, and we don't want you to think that we treat you any different than your brothers."
Before the first tear could slip down her cheek, Hikaru fled the room.
End Flashback
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Syaoran landed painfully in a dumpster. He remembered these from his travels; they were dirty and icky and people put trash in them. Kusai... He carefully dragged himself out, mindful of his injuries, but that didn't stop them from hurting, and it felt like they were on fire. He knew he looked like a shinin, bloody and with hollow eyes. Struggling to stand, he found that his right leg was broken and he would have to drag it in a limp-hop. Most of his shallow cuts had dried and stopped bleeding, but the more serious injuries pained him terribly. Hobbling like this for a while, he managed to find a door. It was more of a gate, really. And since it was open, he limped right past the gates up to the fancy porch. The black gates suddenly swung shut behind him with a loud clang. Startled by the noise, and suffering from blood loss, Syaoran fainted, the slash on his forehead still oozing blood.
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The festival was in full blast when Clef snuck over to check on things. He knew he musn't be seen or he would be executed, or, more likely, tortured first, thus failing in his duty to protect Sakura-hime. Just long enough to see that Emeraude wasn't doing anything that would jeopardize his existance, and then disappear into the shadows of the trees...
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This world... Earth... Mistress said to find the ones who could free her... We see one who is green, who is calm and caring. One who embodies wind. She shall be the first. Yes... The first.
Sorry for the short chapter... I wanted to update today because I finished chapter 3 this morning, and this feels like an ending for this chapter, doesn't it? Please review!
