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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN CARDCAPTOR SAKURA (WISH I DO THOUGH)
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I didn't bother myself to ponder about my past any longer. After I closed that door... after I went to sleep... my life fell apart.
Realizing that I'm in the present on still on my bed, I decided to explore the Genbu Martial Arts Temple for a little longer. I went from classroom to classroom, bedroom to bedroom, sucking in all the memories that have flooded me, warm ones and others I really wanted to forget. Sorrow swept my heart, seeing how I can bring so much havoc into one place that never deserved to stop existing, even if I wasn't the one to blame for that destruction. My body was used, so the blood is on my hands.
After I finished roaming the temple, it was time to take my departure. It was nighttime, the time that I enjoy most. Even if the moon is white, to my eyes, it is blood red. My mind came to the conclusion that I should travel back to Tourna, a large town that's usually busy at night. Tourna, a town of drunkards, is famous for it's wine, beer, and eloquent five-star dishes.
I began to search within my obi (kimono belt or sash) for my wallet. Once I found it, I opened it to see if I had any money.
It was empty.
I sighed, "Well, back to finding jobs again." I said under my breath. This is another good reason I go to Tourna, because of the wide variety of jobs that people are willing to offer. So I set my journey to the city.
Exhaust from buggies, breaths of alcohol, loquacious people, and busy nightclub was all Tourna needed to make its reputation continue. Couples making out on the sidewalks with no shame; men sluggishly walking through the streets laughing with their other drunken friends, but yet these things never seem to faze me. Maybe it's because my indulgences was more than these crimes put together. Prostitutes making their show here, it's a shame that some men fell for their deceit.
I walked down the streets of Tourna, scanning my surroundings even if my eyes were focus in front of me. I untied my ribbon from my hair and let my hair fall down to my back, drawing unwanted attention from perverts around me. Some men tugged my hakama (the lower dress ware of a kimono that looks like wide pants) while others skim my body up and down. I quickly grabbed my scabbard, which was holding my old sword. Then the men had frightened looks and turned away.
I stopped at a fairly large restaurant. I entered quietly and sat silently at a vacant table. I found an abandoned book called Swift and Deadly and pretending to read it, eavesdropping on some businessmen talking about their days of nothingness. Finally, after 10 minutes, I found a conversation worth listening to.
Three men came into the restaurant and sat at the table before me. I hid my face behind the book so they won't notice me paying attention to them.
"Have you heard of BAD?" Man #1 spoke out.
"B.A.D?" Man #2 questioned.
"Bloody Ammunitions of Dark." Man #1 answered.
"THOSE FRICKIN IDIOTS ATTACKED MY CARRIAGE AND STOLE MY MOST PRECIOUS TREASURE!!!" Man #3 exclaimed.
"What? Your Dragoneye pearl??" Man #1 asked.
"Heck yea!" Man #3, "They don't realize the power that comes along with that pearl."
I got up and walked back to the table, "So what is this mystical energy?" I asked with an interest.
Man #3 stood up, "Whadda want?" He said annoyed, "Are you one of them? Seeing that sword you must be with B.A.D." He took out a knife.
"Whoa whoa!" I waved my hands, "You must be mistaken sir, for I am not one of them. I am just a vagabond."
He looked straight into my eyes for truth. I returned that gaze with honesty. After some seconds, he let down his guard. I sighed.
"But maybe I could be of help." I pulled out a chair from the table and took a seat.
"You! A woman!" Man #2 laughed out loud, "Women like you should doing housework at home and being told by m---"
I quickly unsheathed my sword and cut a few strands of hair from his head. Then settled the blade to his neck, "Do not underestimate me, sir."
He sat back and gulped. Man #3 seemed to be of interest, "Ok then." He folded his arms on the table and moved his face closer to mines. His alcohol scent swept through me, "You see, I found this pearl from a dead man's bag while I was walking through the footpath of the woods 3 years ago. I took it and being to research on it. Well, you see, the Dragoneye pearl literally came from the eye of a dragon, creatures that were believed to be extinct. This pearl have enough power to destroy an whole city..."
My eyes widened as the other two men gasped.
"... but at the same time heal a whole city of the deadliest disease of even revive people from the dead. That's why I'm worried that the gang Bloody Ammunitions of Dark would use that pearl for destruction."
His face was inches away from my face, " And that's why I need a strong and pretty samurai like you to help me." He brushed some strands from the front of my face.
I pulled back, "Stop it with the flirting... anyways," I crossed my legs and narrowed my eyes, "I volunteer."
Man #1 stood up, "How can we trust this stranger??" he exclaimed, "You know women in Tourna... they're full of deceit and guile!"
"Keep your mouth shut Ken." Man #3 sniped, "Oh yeah, we haven't introduced properly. My name is Tom Fall. This is," he pointed to Man #1, "Ken Fuji and..." pointed to Man #2, "Ole Temple."
"My name is Sakura… Mikato." I bowed my head in respect. In this country (except my former hometown) if a girl doesn't have a last name, then she must have been violated or raped.
"Nice to meet you Ms. Mikato." Mr. Fall greeted. He searched his pocket and pulled out a big sack and threw it to me across the table. I picked it up and looked outside and found more than 50 pieces of gold in it.
"Surely this is so generous of you." I closed the sack and pushed it to him, "But it's too much, Mr. Fall."
"Promise me, the Dragoneye Pearl is worth more." He pushed it back to me. He smiled a chilling smile that froze me.
I shook off the feeling. I took it and tied it to my obi, "Thank you very much. Now let's get down to business." My eyes transformed into my ying eyes, "Give all your info on this gang called B.A.D, Bloody Ammunitions of Dark."
"The cave has to be around here somewhere." I whispered to myself as I walked through a barren mine site.
From what I heard from Mr. Fall, an explosion occurred here that took the lives of 38 mine workers few months ago. The boss decided to close down the mine site and left how it was after the explosion. This place used to be successful with all the minerals and jewels. The cause was most probably gas leakage.
I recalled the information that the three guys left me with.
"These…mutated fellows are part man part beast." Mr. Fall explained. "I never got a good look at those guys since they swiftly attacked me. One thing's for sure: they have incredible speed."
Mr. Fuji sat down, "Someone told me that they saw one of the B.A.D in the city, searching for something. He said that the person had small wings like a bat, claws like a tiger, and a horn protruding from his forehead. Yet, it appeared "human". This creatures are said to be one of the strongest groups in Timberland."
From what I recalled in geography, Timberland is this continent. "Sounds like I'm going to have a challenge."
"Of course you will," Mr. Temple spoke up, "Being a woman and all---"
"Excuse me!!" I abruptly stood up, "Stop putting me down like I'm some any other woman in the streets! I volunteer to help! Take it or leave it, or else those people will do more than just steal."
Mr. Temple's mouth went shut. He folded his hands and gave me a dirty look. I ignored it and listened to Mr. Fall.
"The location of B.A.D is in the closed abandoned mine site. An explosion occurred some months ago and killed 38 miners. One of my friends was the victim to that explosion. Police discovered that the explosion was caused by a gas leakage from a rusty pipe that should been replaced on that same day. Unfortunately it was too late…" his voice trailed off.
Mr. Fuji sat up, "My little brother was included in the explosion. It was painful to see my mother cry over a son that died before her." He bowed his head in respect for his brother's death. I saw hidden tears dropping unto the table.
"That reminds me," Mr. Temple broke his silence and looked at me across the table (Mr. Fuji was on my left, Mr. Fall on my right), "How old are you? You seem too young to do this kind of work. What…ten? Eleven?"
My right eye twitched out of irritation, "I'm thirteen."
I chuckled to myself, "Those were the most priceless faces I seen in my life… except for Rith…" I shook my head. Why was I thinking about him? He betrayed me and used my trust for his own benefit.
"That thought comes later." I said to myself, "Now I need to find that cave."
After searching for several minutes, I finally found the hideout of B.A.D. Light shined through the opening and I smelled smoke, 'Someone or some people are in there.' I thought to myself. Stealthily I ran to the wall besides the opening. I peeked in the entrance and saw that cave was humongous compared to the small opening. I scan the area to see if there were any guards or anyone of that sort. When I believed the close was clear, I made my way into the cave.
I walked silently through the pathway, listening for signs of the clique that is suppose to be here. It's so quiet in here, my breathing was echoing off the walls. The light became brighter and the smoke became more evident to my nose. I had to wiggle it around so I wouldn't sneeze.
My body became weaker and weaker as I reached, what I presume, is the main room of the cave. I covered my nose with my kimono sleeve to block anymore smoke from entering my nostrils.
I was dazing out, "Ack… what kind of fire is this?"
Then I realized, "Oh no…"
This was carbon monoxide.
I turned around and ran for my life. Suddenly, three figures stood in front of me. All of them had the exact description that Mr. Fuji had said. I unsheathed my sword. Reflections, my sword's name, is slender and thin; which made it easy for me to fight multiple of enemies with one swing. Since I can't use my ultimate technique Dark Heaven and Sacred Hades, my alternate technique is Ultaomnislash, which means eternal slashes. With this technique, I attacked the three figures and was finished with them in one second flat.
However, the more I moved, the weaker my body had gotten. My left knee dropped unto the floor. I knew I couldn't escape; I made a promise to those men that I will find the Dragoneye that was stolen. I wasn't going to disgrace my name over cowardice. More figures surrounded me.
And once again, I sliced my way through deeper into the cave.
After 5 minutes, my vision was blurry. I couldn't fight anymore. My sword dropped out of my hand, and I coughed violently. I dropped down unto my knees shaking terribly for the fright that this experience was giving me. My end, my judgment… has it come? I waited for the finishing move, hoping they would make it quick; that way, the pain would go away soon and I can finally rest in peace.
The mutated warriors surrounded me, their big sword held up high. I scrunch my eyes, but relaxed them when still closed.
They aren't attacking.
My violent hacking continued as I struggled to get up. My vision tells me that they sheathed their weapons into their scabbards, all though it was cloudy. Poison crept up inside me. I picked up Reflections and attacked. Suddenly, a sharp and crucial pain skied across my back. I screamed in pain.
Then I fell unconscious.