Last time on the very awesome fic "Key to my heart"

Inside, lies a prediction, a prediction of the end, how a love story will start, how a flower will bloom. How time will finally start, how truth is always of important. Lies will be told, dreams will shatter, and hearts will be broken. And worse of all, blood will be shed….

"Death of emotions"

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Key to my heart

Chapter 4: The necklaces

"SYAORAN!!!!!!!!!!!!" the loud scream pierced through the empty streets.

The 19 year old startled awake, wondering why he had dreamt such an odd dream.

Small droplets of rain dripped from the sky, it had been this way for many days. Syaoran should've been practicing for his writing lessons, but for some reason, he couldn't concentrate today. It felt like the sky was crying out for him, he felt… torn apart, the problem was he couldn't figure out why.

Suddenly something caught his attention, in the sky, something was falling. It looked like a dragon? But dragons are extinct. They were hunted down until the last of their kind was brutally killed. This was so unbelievable that Syaoran rubbed his eyes to make sure he was seeing correctly. When he opened his eyes again the dragon was gone. He was sure that it was falling.

'All this work is getting to me, that couldn't have been a dragon. Looking back down to his paper he tried to concentrate. But the pain in his heart was too much. Before he knew it he was outside, running towards where he thinks the dragon would've landed if it hit the ground. Even if it was a dragon, it still wouldn't be alive considering the height and the speed it was traveling.

His clothes were soaked, his pants were dirty, but he didn't seem to care. All he wanted was to get there. He had no idea where he was going, but getting there was the most important thing to him.

Syaoran stopped for a few moments to catch his breath, since he had been running full speed to who knows where. The rain was getting in his eyes, making everything blurry. He looked around trying to find a large animal of some sort. Instead he was shocked to find a girl lying on the ground. She looked dead but still breath taking. She was dressed elegantly. A large dark green dress covered her body, with a small strap crossing her neck to keep the dress up. Designed with pink petals (a/n yea yea I know everyone does this but I couldn't think of another dress.).

But all that didn't catch his attention, it was the fact that she was staring right at him. Still covered in the mud, she struggled to push herself up. Syaoran just stood there dumbfounded. The dork didn't even try to help her up. She slowly limped towards him. Her face was beautiful, even with the rain and the mud. She was within a feet of him. She reached out her hand towards him.

"You, I've been looking for you, I need your…." She whispered before she was cut short and passed out falling towards him. Before he knew it he reached out to grab a hold of her before she fell. Still trying to register what had just happened. Syaoran didn't notice the fact that his necklace was glowing green, while some kind of pink light grew from her necklace.

He picked her up and carried her bridal style towards his house. The rain had stopped at the very moment the two met. Passing the gates to his house Syaoran noticed that the cherry blossom tree was full of flowers. It hadn't bloomed once since he was 3, but he didn't bothered trying to figure it out since the girl he had found looked deathly pale.

"NO! I won't let this happen. She's mine!"

"And how do you plan to get her, now that the story's been put into motion. Is getting her more important than your life? Than the fate of the world? If you push this too far they won't be able to fulfill their destiny."

"NO! I won't hear any of this. I am in charge, know your place and bring me the book!"

Cowering before his superior, he knew nothing was going to be the same again. If they are led down the wrong path, everything would be over. He would soon be corrupted and become immortal for he knew what his master was planning to do. Before leaving he chanted a spell, a spell that would soon repeat the tragic story once again for every century. It was the only way he knew, it was the only to save them.

"The withering pieces on the floor"

A/n WAHH that was a good chapter no? Hihi I think this story might be a little long since one of the reviewers told me I needed to add more details, so this is how my chapters are going to be like. I hope you guys like this story. Does anyone really read my babblings down here?? Anyways please RR!