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Rating T for Language, Violence, and other stuff.
Summary. One lone key holds the future of the world. And Sakura must protect it from falling into the wrong hands. But every time Sakura uses her power to protect the key, she looses part of herself; ultimately killing herself. Friends may actually be enemies, and enemies really allies. A dark fairytale is about to begin.
My writing style in Fanfiction.
"Talking"
'Thoughts'
Something one of the characters is writing or reading
/ / Flashback / /
/ Dream /
Scene Change
Reaper's Call
1. A Key Lost in the Darkness
Lightning crackled and tore through the sky like a cold steel blade. The thunder roared silencing every other sound. Rain pounded down on the lone building that stood far outside the city. The small sanctuary known as Rel Con, or Guidance as it is called in human language.
The large white medieval style building was built by the monstrous race known as Gates as they are called in human tongue. They are called Gates because they can open the gate to the netherworld. They built five white buildings all around the world. It is said that these buildings have the ability to connect to the eternal darkness in the netherworld. It is said that immense power is given to a person who sacrifices something valuable to the darkness.
A young woman with long black hair ran through the corridors of the sanctuary. Her face was filled with fright and terror as she ran. She wore a long black cloak that wrapped around her body. Clutched tightly in her hand was a pure black key.
She ran until she came to a large wooden door. Using all her strength she pushed the door open. Inside was a small dark room that held an altar at the far end.
The woman ran over to the altar and sat down in front of it. Please send this to the netherworld; if it stays here the world will fall into chaos. The woman sent the key down onto the altar. Please, I'm begging.
"So there you are," A cold voice said from the entrance of the room.
The woman stood up and spun around. "Cline, I won't let you have this key!" she shouted.
The man was clad in bright red armor. He had cold green eyes and black hair. In his hand was a shiny steel blade. "How are you going to stop us?" he asked slightly amused. Standing behind him were around twenty soldiers also clad in red armor.
"I will do whatever it takes to prevent his majesty and her grace from getting this key," she announced.
"You would go against your own husband and son?" Cline asked.
"My husband the leader or the royal guard is being deceived; as are you," she told him.
"I'm not being deceived, but maybe you are," he laughed coldly.
"You are being blinded; I'm not letting you or your army; take the key!" she shouted. From her black cloak she pulled out a shiny black pistol.
"A gun, those relics, weapons of that caliber will have no effect on me," Cline boasted.
"That is why I'm going to amplify it using my magic," the woman explained. She fired the gun and a shockwave cut through the sky and torn apart the door to the room.
"Get her!" Cline groaned as he held his bleeding right shoulder.
The woman fought as best as she could but she was just too outnumbered. They ganged up on her and she was soon captured by two soldiers.
The soldiers held her by both arms and made her fall to her knees. Cline slowly walked up to her like a beast closing in on its helpless prey. "Well Kari Monty this is your end. You have betrayed the great nation of Phlass. Don't worry, I will tell your husband Glen that you were possessed by the darkness, and that you were trying to destroy the world by opening the gate to the netherworld."
"Opening that gate will bring destruction upon the world!" Kari cried out.
"I know, I'm not sure why his majesty and her grace want to open the gate." Cline replied. "But frankly I don't care."
"Did you soldiers here that!?" Kari cried out, "Your general is going to open the door to destruction upon the world!"
"Your warnings fall on deaf ears, these soldiers don't care about the world. They only follow orders," Cline laughed. "Your sentence for your crimes is death; but it is too bad you won't be able to see the world when the gate opens." Cline lifted up his sword and stabbed it into Kari. He pulled his sword out of Kari's lifeless body. "Depose of this trash!" he ordered. "Now for the key," he laughed. He walked up to the altar, but found nothing. "Where is it!" he shouted. Cline looked all around the room but didn't find a trance of the key. Where did it go!? I know I saw that witch put it down on the altar.
When the news of his wife's death reached Glen Monty, the captain of the royal guard broke out in tears.
However the queen cursed, when they heard that the key had vanished. "You blundering fools; how could you let a key disappear!" Queen Vispa shrieked. She had long sunny blonde hair, and sharp blue eyes. "The key had just made it to the castle when it was stolen by that wretch! Even in her death she is laughing at us, because we couldn't find the key!"
"Dear I think you should calm down," King Fron told her. He had black hair, and green eyes.
"Calm down! I don't think so!" she hollered. "I want all the guards that were guarding the key when it was stolen to be thrown into the dungeon and tortured!" she bellowed. "Make them regret there lack of attention to their job."
"Yes your highness!" the guards saluted.
"Father, mother," a young boy about the age of five called out as he entered the throne room. He had black hair like his father and the blue eyes of his mother.
"Son," the king said to him. "This is not a matter you need to concern yourself with right now,"
"Yes father," the prince replied before leaving the room.
"I don't care what you have to do, find that key!" Queen Vispa ordered.
14 year later
A young woman with long blonde hair walked down a long corridor. The woman wore a slim lacy black dress. She had green eyes that were covered up by black make-up. She pulled her fourteen year old daughter along with her. The girl had short honey brown hair and emerald colored eyes. Contrary to the woman her daughter wore a white blouse and a white skirt, and no make-up.
"Come on!" the woman hissed as she pulled her daughter into a small room. The only thing in the room was a small altar. The woman shoved her daughter onto the altar. She laughed coldly, "Darkness open and grant me immense power. I offer this sacrifice, my daughter Sakura, to you."
Sakura's body began to glow purple. In an instance all Sakura could see was blackness. In the distance she heard the sound of her mom let out a horrific scream.
Sakura felt her body floating in midair. There was nothing, no matter what direction she looked. Is this what the remainder of my life will be like? Sakura felt tears well up in her eyes. I don't want to be here, I want to live.
"You want to live?" A voice called out to Sakura.
"Yes!" Sakura answered without hesitation.
"This key, protect it and you will live," the voice told her. The voice faded and a black key floated down and went into Sakura's hand.
"If you ever need help, call me. But everything costs something, nothing is free. With every action there is a consequence." The voice told her.
A bright flash blinded Sakura. When she could see again, Sakura found herself back inside the sanctuary. Sakura got up and hopped down off the altar. A dark black key fell out of her hand when she jumped down.
This key; I must protect it. The voice told me, this key is my life. Sakura bent down and picked up the key. She glanced around the room, but she didn't see her mother.
Sakura walked out of the room and left the sanctuary. She walked on the dirt pathway that led to the city.
"Look at what we have here," a man said as he walked up to Sakura.
"What are you doing out on this road, little lady?" a second man asked.
Sakura ignored the two men and continued walking. "I think she is ignoring us Greg," the first man said.
"I think you are right Mike," Greg said. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a knife. "You know it isn't nice to ignore people little lady," he hissed. He rested the knife next to Sakura's throat.
"Hand over all your valuables," Mike ordered.
"I'm a fourteen year old girl traveling without a backpack; do you actually think I have something of value?" Sakura laughed. "You must be stupider than I first thought."
"Why you!" Mike hissed.
Time to see if that voice is actually worth calling out for. Sakura took a deep breath before chanting, "Come forth darkness, materialize before me. Open the door to the netherworld." Sakura felt sharp pain erupt through her body as soon as she finished the chant.
A black mist foamed around Sakura. The mist rose into the air, before changing into an embodiment of death itself. A blacked robed skeleton three times as big as Sakura floated in front of her. The cloak wrapped around its body becoming small as it went down until it was in the shape of a spike at the end. In its hand was a large sliver scythe.
"A reaper," Sakura said slightly startled.
"What; what is that thing!" Mike shouted in fright.
"What is it you wish?" the reaper asked Sakura.
"Make them vanish," she told the reaper.
"Done," the reaper replied.
"Throw the knife," Mike shouted at Greg. Greg threw the knife at the reaper.
The reaper let out a laugh as the knife bounced right off his cloak. "Foolish mortals your weapons can't hurt me," the reaper told them. The reaper flew over to them and lifted up his scythe. He swung the massive scythe killing both men.
"Thank you," Sakura huffed. Sakura let out another cry of pain. "My body hurts so bad, did that guy strike me with his knife?"
"No," the reaper answered. "For every action there is a consequence. Every time you call me you will lose part of yourself. My scythe will cut you up every time you call me. Every time you call me you will get weaker and eventually you will not be able to handle to pain of summoning me and you will die. There is a chance you many lose something important like your memory, or your personality, or even your heart."
"I see," Sakura stated.
"But you must protect that key, even at the cost of losing everything" the reaper told her.
"Why?" Sakura questioned.
"Because that is the key to the netherworld; if the door is open it will mean the end of humanity," the reaper explained. And with that said the reaper vanished without a trance.
In a pure white mansion, a young boy about the age of twelve sat around a white round table. In his hand was a white teacup. He lifted the teacup to his mouth and took a sip.
His hair was short and soft light blue in color. His eyes were a cold grayish blue. He wore a white suit and white dress pants. "It seems another has awakened." The boy said softly. "But don't worry; I'm sure you won't lose to them." He said to the other person in the room.
The other person stepped out of the shadows. He was a young boy about the age of fifteen. He had short chestnut colored hair, and amber colored eyes.
"They don't stand a chance against you Syaoran."
In a tall stone tower a young girl starred out the window at the top. "Princess Tomoyo," a young servant called out to the young woman looking out the tower's window.
The fifteen year old girl with long purplish black hair, and purple eyes gazed out the window. "The key has come back to this world. Now is the time when the world's fate will be decided. The battle is about to begin."
In a blood red castle surrounded by flames, two young fourteen year olds glazed down from their golden thrones. One was a boy, the other was a girl. The boy had short spiky grayish silver hair and dark blue eyes. The girl had short hot pink hair that went down over her ears and over her eyes slightly. She also had dark blue eyes like the boy. On both of their eyes were what looked like a slash mark, as if someone had slashed a line on the center of their eyes.
"It begins now," the boy said coldly.
"Finally!" Queen Vispa cried out. "The key has reappeared. My husband might have failed at getting the key, but I won't. Now that we have the locator the key can't hide from us." Vispa laughed. "The key is heading toward the city capture it as soon as it enters the city!" she ordered.
Sakura walked toward the gate to the city. She felt extremely exhausted, and was ready to just sleep when she got home. The reaper told me to protect the key; but he didn't say from who I'm supposed to protect it from.
"Sakura-san," a young guy's voice called out. His voice was soothing and tempting. He had dark midnight blue hair that was parted in the center of his forehead. He had blue eyes and had an innocent smile on his face. "Sakura-san you have something that I want," he told her. His tone was soft, but there was a hint of viciousness in it.
End of Chapter 1
Next chapter preview.
He was supposed to be sacrificed to the darkness.
Because his father desired power, so he could avenge his wife's death.
But wishes don't come true all the time.
And in exchange for his freedom from the darkness the boy must stain his hands with blood.
2. A Blade Stained with Blood
Authors note.
I have this lust for wanted to write a dark story. Ever since I watch a couple of dark anime, and played dark games like Eternal Poison.(I love that game) But every time I start to write something dark it gets changed as it gets further in. (Well for fanfiction) Well not this time, I'm going to write a dark suspenseful tale.
I have to give some credit to my friends, they came up with some plot/character stuff. I glad I have some dark friends. (Well when they role-play)
Anyway, I hope you will review, and if not will continue reading this tale I'm about to spin.
See ya.