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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.

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To-redeyes143. I know the ending part was kind of bad, I don't normally write small instances like that. But I wanted to show a lot of the main characters, and the reason the scenes are short is because it would be no fun if I revealed which side the characters are on. I wanted to show those characters but give them a bit of ambiguity. And I didn't know what to have to character's say that wouldn't give away what their goals are. I will try to put more of Sakura's thoughts in, but I tend to forget to put thoughts in when I write in third person. Gomen.

To-Saicy. Wow thanks, would you believe that the day I wrote the first chapter, the 29th of April, was the day I came up with the story. LOL. I literally wrote this story on a whim.

My writing style in Fanfiction.

"Talking"

'Thoughts'

Something one of the characters is writing or reading

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/ Dream /

Scene Change

Reaper's Call

2. A Blade Stained with Blood

8 years earlier

Seven year old Syaoran excitedly ran up to his father. "Is it true father?" Syaoran asked.

"Is what true son?" his father questioned.

"Is it true that I'm going to have a younger sister!?" Syaoran asked.

"I'm not sure where you heard it, seeing as your mother and I weren't going to tell you until a few days from now. Yes your baby sister is going to born about at the end of the month. And both the baby and mother are healthy."

Syaoran's face lit up even more. "I can't wait; I want to do all kinds of things with my baby sister."

"When she is first born she won't be able to do any thing for a while," his father told him.

"I know," Syaoran pouted. "Can I hold her when she is born?" he asked.

"Sure son; what do you think her name should be?" his father asked.

Syaoran put a finger to his chin and thought about it. "Yume," Syaoran replied with a smile.

"That is a nice name, I will tell your mother that we should name her that," his father chuckled.

"I can't wait to tell everyone about her!" Syaoran yelled happily. Syaoran ran out of the house and headed down the street.

Two seven year old girls were chatting happily while walking down the street. One of the girls had long black hair that went off into two long pony tails that each went on a different side of her head. She had hazel colored eyes, and looked very Chinese. The other girl had short brown hair that was cut to go over her ears and her forehead. She had dark brown eyes.

"Meiling, Mary!" Syaoran called out to the two girls.

"Hey Syaoran," both girls greeted him as he ran up to them.

"Syaoran, Mary was just telling me about her piano performance she is having at the end of the month." Meiling told him.

"Stop, you are making it sound bigger than it is. I'm only playing one song in the performance," Mary explained.

"You have to start somewhere," Syaoran told her. "And it is a professional concert; just playing one song is a big honor."

Mary looked down at her watch, "Speaking of; I'm late for piano practice. I will see you guys later; I will try to get you and your family's tickets to the concert." And with that Mary took off running.

"It must to nice to be so dedicated to something," Meiling whispered softly.

"Yeah," Syaoran added. Syaoran then remembered what he was going to tell his two friends. "Meiling, you won't believe it, my mom is going to have a baby. I'm going to be a big brother."

"Really Syao!?" Meiling questioned.

"Yep, my mom is having a baby girl; and her name is going to be Yume," Syaoran explained. "I can't wait till she is born. It is going to be so fun being a big brother. I will protect her from all the bad boys in our school."

"Even the ones that are three years older than you and can kick your butt?" Meiling questioned.

Syaoran stiffened, "I'm sure they won't care about my little sister," he chuckled nervously. "But if they try to lay a hand on her. I will kick their butts."

"Hey Syaoran," one of the ten year olds called out to him.

"Yeah?" Syaoran asked coming over to the group of older boys.

"Heard your mom is going to have a little girl and that you're going to be an older brother," the boy told him.

"If you lay a hand on her, I will kick your butts," Syaoran stuttered.

The four boys began chuckling, "No man," the ten year old told him. "We called you over to welcome you to our group. We all have little sisters, so we formed a group to protect them. And now that you have a little sister we welcome you to our group."

Syaoran smiled, "Thanks."

"It was so awesome dad," Syaoran told his father later that night when his father was talking to him before bed. "I have four new friends, and they all have little sisters, so they will help me protect Yume."

"That's nice son," his father told him.

"Even one for so excided for me; I can't wait until Yume is born. It is a wish, and a dream of mine to become an older brother," Syaoran told his father.

His father chuckled, "Don't worry Syaoran the day will come soon. Goodnight son."

"Night father," Syaoran whispered as his father shut the light off and closed the door. Syaoran lied in his bed starring up at the ceiling of his room. A few more weeks and I will be an older brother; I can't wait!

Syaoran walked up to Mary shortly before the concert started. "Thanks for the tickets Mary; sorry my mom and dad couldn't come," Syaoran told her.

"It is alright Syaoran, your mom is going to have a baby in any day now," Mary replied. "I'm just glad you could come. I'm sorry that you will be sitting next to two empty seats."

"It is fine," Syaoran told her. "Good luck."

"Thanks; I hope you enjoy my piece," she replied as he entered the hall.

Syaoran went to his seat in the front row. On one side was Meiling's family, and two empty seats were on the other side.

After the first four pieces Mary stepped onto the stage. She walked out to the front of the stage and grabbed the microphone. People in the audience were skeptical when they saw that the next piano player was only seven years old.

"I'm Mary Kellen; I'm seven years old. I'm going to play a piece I wrote myself, it is called Pipedream," Mary announced. She walked over to the piano and sat down.

The audience was amazed at Mary's talent. The song Pipedream had a type of melody that sounded mystical and whimsical, but it also held deep mystery and sadness, and creepy at the same time.

"It sounds wonderfully doesn't it," a female's voice next to Syaoran whispered to him.

Syaoran turned surprised turned to his left and saw a girl about the age of eighteen sitting in the seat next to him. She had long brown hair that ran down her back, and light blue eyes. Syaoran blinked to make sure he wasn't seeing things. That girl I'm sure she wasn't there when Mary first walked out.

"Yeah it sounds beautiful," Syaoran whispered back.

"Do you known what pipedream means?" she asked.

Syaoran shook his head, "No," he replied her.

"It means a something that will never come true," she told him. "Dreams, and wishes are pipedreams, they never come true. And those who count on them are only going to receive pain, disappointment, and agony. For it is silly to believe in something that will never happen; you will be too busy looking forward to it coming true that you will lose everything."

"What do you mean?" Syaoran asked.

"Escaping from reality; it only leads to misfortune. You miss possibilities and chances that you could have had." She replied.

Syaoran turned to the seat to the right of his. "Meiling," he whispered.

"What!?" Meiling hissed.

"Listen to what this girl has to say," he told her.

"What girl!?" Meiling hissed.

"The girl sitting next to me," Syaoran explained.

"What girl!?" Meiling hissed again.

"This girl," Syaoran told her as he turned around, but instead of seeing the young woman sitting there it was only an empty seat. "But there was a young woman sitting there," Syaoran defended.

"Sure there was," Meiling replied sarcastically.

Syaoran glanced all around the room from where he was sitting, but he didn't see the young woman anywhere, it was if she vanished. But I'm sure there was someone there before?

"Thanks for picking me up dad," Syaoran told his father after he got into the car.

"No problem son; how was the concert?" his father asked.

"Awesome, but something weird happened," Syaoran answered. "There was this young woman; she just appeared next to me seat. And then she just vanished, as if she was never there. She said some stange stuff too."

Syaoran and his father talked about many things on the drive back to their house. The lights were all off in the house as they drove up. "That's funny I'm know I left a few lights on," Syaoran's father muttered.

Syaoran ran up to the front door and opened it. "Hey mom!" Syaoran called out. Syaoran's face filled with terror, and panic at what he saw in front of him.

The room was pitch black, but in the darkness he could make out his mother's body was lying on the floor in a pool of blood. Standing next to his mother's body was a boy that looked the age of thirteen or fourteen. It was too dark to tell what hair or eye color the boy had. In his hand was a silver scythe that was dripping blood off of it.

"Mom!" Syaoran cried out as he ran to his mother's body. Syaoran was running to fast and he tripped. He picked himself up and looked straight up; straight into the face of his mom's killer.

The boy had spiky snow white hair that went down and covered part of his left eye. His eyes were a terrifying blood red. His face was in a sinister smirk that showed a few of his teeth. "Heh," the boy said cockily before jumping up and going through the window.

"Syaoran!" his dad called as he ran up to him. "Quick call the hospital!"

It was ten minutes before we reached the hospital. Syaoran's mom was quickly rushed into the emergency room. A few minutes later the doctor came back out.

"Doctor, how was it could you save the baby?" Syaoran's father asked.

The doctor shook his head and muttered grimly, "Her attacker knew about the baby. Her stomach was cut in half, along with the baby."

Syaoran felt his heart almost stop. Mom, and Yume; they are both dead. They are dead! Syaoran felt tears form in his eyes. "Dad, I'm going to get a drink of water," Syaoran choked trying not to cry.

Syaoran walked down the hall. As soon as he was out of sight from his father tears started to fall down his face. Yume is dead; I will never be an older brother.

"Pipedream," a voice told him.

Syaoran looked up and saw the same woman he saw at the concert. "What do you want!?" he yelled.

"People change when tragedy strikes, sometimes they mature, but some of the time they become stuck in the past and ultimately loose themselves."

"Shut up!" Syaoran yelled.

"You must have unconsciously known she was going to die; other wise you wouldn't have suggested the name Yume," the woman told him. "Yume; dream, that was all she was, just a dream."

"Shut up; and leave me alone!" Syaoran angrily yelled at the woman.

"Where are we going father?" Syaoran asked as they walked down a long white corridor. His father stayed silent as he opened a large wooden door and led his son into a small room. The only thing in the room was an altar.

"I'm sorry, Syaoran I'm an unfit father. I'm not even a good person," his father cried. He picked up Syaoran and set him down on the altar. "I'm sorry son; but the only thing I can't think about his her and her killer. Darkness open and grant me immense power enough power to kill my wife's killer. I offer this sacrifice, my son Syaoran, to you."

The last thing Syaoran saw before everything went black was his father and the woman her talked to at the concert and the hospital. "Pipedream," she said before everything went black to Syaoran.

Syaoran awoke and opened his eyes. All around him the only thing he saw was blackness. In a quickly flash Syaoran saw something that looked like a skeleton head towards him.

"Stay away!" Syaoran yelled. A large bolt of lightning shot out of Syaoran's hands and hit the skeleton straight on. The skeleton vanished and a blue flame appeared in its place. The flame floated over and went inside Syaoran's body.

Syaoran felt like his body was getting torn up from the inside. He screamed and cried out in pain. His vision started to blur from the intense pain. Syaoran found that just breathing felt like a sword was piercing into his body.

"Your very strong, for someone so young, to be able to defeat a reaper," a boy's voice said from somewhere in the darkness. From the blackness appeared the figure of a twelve year old boy. He had light pale blue hair, and his eyes were a cold grayish blue. "I'm going to save you; all you have to do is sign this contract." A white piece of paper covered in writing and a small knife appeared in front of Syaoran. "All it takes is a drop of you blood and the contract will be signed and I will free you from here."

Syaoran grabbed the knife and slit the tip of his finger with it. The blood dripped down from his finger and unto the paper. When the first drop hit the paper, Syaoran's name appeared on the empty line at the bottom of the paper.

The boy's face turned into a smirk, "Perfect." He snapped his fingers and the darkness was replaced by a room with white walls. "What do you think of this place; it is my mansion. Oh yeah, that's right your heart and mind are now inside this piece of paper. You're now the same as a soulless doll." The boy held up the contract. Syaoran's eyes looked bleak, and lacked any sign of life. His expression was cold and lifeless. "Don't worry you have no need for those things any longer."

End of Chapter 2

Next chapter preview.

She was locked up inside a tower because of a curse.

Sentenced to never leave the room at the top.

Now all she can do is look out the window.

And watch as the world leads down a path to destruction.

3. Bloodstained Mask

Author's Note.

Well there you have it Syaoran's back-story. Next up is Tomoyo's, and then one final back-story, before the story gets going. I know it you are probably pretty thinking that this story is moving very slowly; well I'm just going to say that these back-stories are very important.

See ya next time.