I was surrounded, even before I opened my eyes I could feel it, my senses were sharp, especially with my eyes closed. So I knew that although I was surrounded, it was not by danger. It was something warm, something comfortable and familiar. I opened an eye, seeing only a wall of deep purple I opened my other eye and realized that the purple wall was the roof of a large cloth tent. I tried to sit up but there were thick black blankets tucked in around me and they were seriously restricting my movement. The most I could do was roll onto my side. It didn't help. I ended up facing the back of Bethany's head. She was asleep, tucked in just as tight as me under the same thick blankets. My vision had turned to an orange haze as my eyes were covered by Beth's curtain of thick red hair. I knocked her head with mine so she would move and get her hair out of my face. She didn't even stir. I decided that the best plan of action was to roll onto my back again so that I could at least breathe properly. Lying there I struggled to get up, and failed. 'Hey,' I thought slowly, 'what am I even doing here? Where am I?' Again I tried to sit up, and finally, success! I looked around the large cloth room, and saw that my earlier sense of safety had been correct. Lauren and Amy slept on my left, Bethany and Sienna on my right. There was nothing dangerous in here. I kicked off the last of the covers and tried to wake up Lauren, but to no avail. I moved to Amy but it was the same. Again I tried to wake Bethany but, nothing. Finally I went to Sienna who just mumbled and hit me when I pushed her. "Whatever," I said, "I wonder if we have any food?" I asked myself. 'I wonder were we are' I thought. There didn't seem to be any zipper to open the tent so I felt around for openings in the fabric. Finding none I just lifted a corner of the fabric over my head, and stepped out into the forest, in the park, where I had fainted the night before, after seeing…Syaoran. He sat facing away from me, looking with concentration towards his hand were a bunch of blue and purple symbols floated. He was muttering under his breath "Yes master," he said "yes I feel its presence somewhere in this world. Um…no sir, I have yet to locate it." I moved closer and stopped cold when I heard the other voice. "Find it," the second voice growled terribly, "find it, or find yourself in the bottom of a pit." "I understand my lord," Syaoran managed to say, "I will not fail you.

The memory of the horrible voice still echoed in my mind. Whatever calm and safety I had felt inside the tent was gone, replaced with fear, danger. I was in danger if I stayed here, I knew it was true, I just didn't know why. I turned to run then remembered I was lost in the middle of a forest. 'It doesn't matter,' I thought, 'I just have to get away!" Again my feet started to move when I remembered something that pushed all thoughts of running from my head. My friends, they were still in the tent, asleep, unable to wake. I had to talk to Syaoran, to yell at him, force him to let everyone go free. I turned to run at him, a surprise attack. But he knew. With a heavy sigh he stood up to face me. "Don't do anything rash, Emily," he said to me, "I would not want you to get," he paused, "hurt." With the last word he looked away from me, towards his hands, which still glowed faintly from the power of using magic, then up at the sky, which could be seen through the tops of the trees. He sat down again, with his head in his hands. As I looked at his silent, slightly crumpled figure, my heart broke for him. I walked over to him and sat down. I wondered at the back of my mind if he was magiking me into feeling bad for him, then I realized it didn't matter that much. "Syaoran I…" I started to speak but realized I had nothing to say. Instead I reached for him hands, but stopped because they were still glowing. Finally I decided to do what any girl would do when she was faced with the most beautiful boy she had ever met. I just sat, and looked at him. Examining his perfect features, trying to get a glimpse of his strange eyes through the soft hands that covered them. He finally lifted his head and my heart jumped suddenly as his mesmerizing eyes looked directly into mine.

For a moment I was lost in his gaze but when I found my voice I managed to say, "Syaoran, you have to stop, you have to let my friends go free." He just sat there, still looking into my eyes. He seemed to be struggling to win some sort of inner battle. Finally he spoke, "I can't do this anymore!' he cried, "Emily you have no idea what you are in the middle of here! If I don't help him I will be killed! Yet if I do you will all…" He broke off mid sentence and looked away from me. "Please Syaoran," I said, "please just tell me why you can't let my friends go. I don't care if you keep me here but, not them." Suddenly his face was set, whatever it was about, his inner battle was over, though I did not know whether he had won or lost. "Emily, I'm going to tell you something important." he said, "This will sound crazy, but you have to listen." "Alright," I said slowly, "tell me." "I'm not, human," he began, "I was never born, I was…created, by a man named Fay Wong Reed. I am the clone of a boy named Shaoran. When I was first created I thought I was human. I had been left in a country called Clow." "I have never heard of Clow." I interrupted. "Yes," Syaoran said, "that is because Clow, is in a different dimension than Earth." Oh, I understand now, you are not from this dimension, are you?" I said. "No, he replied, "I am not. Anyway while I was in Clow I had no memory of my past, since I had none, so a man named Fujita took me in as his own son. Fujita was an archeologist. In Clow there were these huge ruins buried in the desert so my father was commissioned to dig them up by King Toya. Since Father and the king would be working so closely together I was introduced to the princess of the country, Sakura. We grew up together and I fell in love with her."