Card Captor Sakura ~ Arcana
Prologue - Dreams and Portents
Disclaimer: Card Captor Sakura belongs to CLAMP. Original characters
are mine. Please don't use them without consulting me first.
Spoiler, Timeline and Ect. Warning: This story takes place after
the Clow Cards are collected and, er, Yue's fun and games. That's it.
No Eriol, no Suppi-chan, no Ruby Moon and yeah, Yukito's secret is a
bit important to the plot. Sakura is sixteen in this story. This
story is a bit dark compared to canon CCS, you are warned. People are
going to get hurt and/or possibly dead. Please use discretion if you
find that sort of thing offensive.
Prologue - Dreams and Portents
The warm, afternoon sun dwindled into the horizon as night inched its
way across the Tokyo skyline. The full moon grew brighter as the
inky shadows of night claimed the city.
The children of Tokyo slipped into their beds one by one with
lingering resignation. Tomorrow morning would bring the first day of
the new school year. Most were not looking forward to it.
Within the home of a family just recently moved to Tokyo, a young
teenage girl was preparing for bed. She stood before the large
bathroom mirror, dressed in a lilac-colored pajama top with matching
shorts. Her long, straight raven-black hair cascaded down her back as
she methodically drew a small comb through its length. A slight
creasing of the skin between her sapphire eyes was the only
indication that something was bothering her.
Several minutes passed in the silence as she continued to comb her
hair. Then with a quiet sigh of irritation, she scowled at her
reflection, "Ugh, a new school, a new uniform, a new house, a new
city, a new everything. And I don't even know anyone. Eh, somewhere
someone must really hate you." Her scowl deepened as she whirled
around, stalked out of the bathroom and a short distance down the
hallway to her bedroom.
She slammed the bedroom door and winced slightly at the loud sound,
then shrugged carelessly, "Not like anyone's going to hear it." Her
cousin was at work, as usual, and wouldn't be back until much later
if at all.
She sighed, much louder this time, and walked over to her desk.
She laid her brush off to the side as she pulled the chair out from
its place beneath the desk. A stray lock of hair fell across her face
as she sat down and crossed her arm in thought. "Let's see," she
murmured as she blew at her rebellious hair. "I've got my books, my
uniform's over on the dresser," she grimaced at the aforementioned
set of clothes, then frowned as she noticed the small, black book
sitting next to them.
"Hello, what are you doing out?" she murmured as she walked over to
her dresser. It was a small, black leather-bound book sealed with an
intricate silver lock. She'd had it for as long as she could
remember, and had never been able to open it. Not that she had ever
been interested in opening it. For some strange reason, whenever she
was around it, whatever curiosity she might have had about it seemed
to vanish as if it had never existed. And surely it was an odd little
book, with silver filigree over the cover and strange, silver,
foreign lettering emblazoned across the top.
"Oh well," she shrugged nonchalantly as she put the book back up on
the desk's bookshelf where it belonged. It didn't really matter, she
had better, more pressing things to worry about... like a new day of
school in the morning. With that cheerful thought in mind, she
yawned, shuffled over to turn the lights out and climbed into bed.
Pale moonlight stretched across the room as the night drew on. The
girl sighed in her sleep and burrowed deeper into her pillow. When
the moonlight touched the dresser bearing her school uniform, silver
writing flashed as the black book was once more laying beside her
uniform, only now the silver lock was open.
"Oi Sakura, are you going to bed anytime tonight?" Touya called up
from the bottom of the stairs. He frowned slightly at the pounding of
feet coming from the upstairs hallway and crossed his arms over the
apron he wore.
Sakura barely slowed down in her mad dash from her bedroom to the
bathroom, from the bathroom to her bedroom and so on, "Shut up!"
Touya tilted his head to the side, "You'll look like a monster if you
don't get any sleep. No one will ever want to look at you again."
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Sakura yelled as she slammed her bedroom
Touya smiled cheerfully as peaceful silence finally descended upon
the household. Sakura had been really excited about the first day of
the school year, to the point where she had nearly driven him and
their father insane throughout the week. Hopefully, after tomorrow
she'd settle down some. He wouldn't mind a little peace for little
"Hmm, maybe I should ask Yuki over for dinner tomorrow night," he
mused as he went back to finish cleaning up the kitchen.
"Niichan no baka," Sakura grumbled hotly as she leaned against her
bedroom door. She closed her eyes and sighed quietly, then walked
over and plopped down on her bed.
"Sakura-chan?" Kero-chan blinked up at her from the floor. After a
moment spent turning off both the TV and his video game, he flew up
to perch upon her shoulder.
"Ready to go to sleep, Kero-chan?" A smile creeped across her face as
she looked up at him questioningly.
"Yep! You've got a big day ahead of you, Sakura-chan. But don't
forget to get me some cake, please?" He looked at her intently,
waiting for confirmation.
Sakura giggled at him as she got up to turn the lights out. "Of
course, I'll bring some cake home for you."
"Wai wai!" Kero-chan trumpeted in abject joy as he slowly flew
circles above her head.
Sakura chuckled as she pulled down the covers and lay down to sleep.
"Glutton," she whispered fondly.
"Of course, it's cake!" Kero-chan answered matter-of-a-factly as he
curled up next to the pillow. "Goodnight, Sakura-chan."
Pale moonlight stretched across the room as the night drew on. As the
moonlight neared the foot of the bed, Sakura began to dream of
things, strange things, odd things.
It was so very dark...
In her dream. This dream.
Sakura closed her eyes for a moment in confusion. When she opened
them again blood began to pool at her feet. A sickening drip-drip
of something slowly filled the air, growing louder and louder each
second. And then, an inhuman scream screeched across the sky and
shattered the darkness, bringing a blinding white flash of light.
Sakura covered her ears and squinted against the glare, as a new,
unknown feeling of pure terror chilled her from the inside. 'What
is it?' she thought, 'Who is it?'
An instant later the light was simply gone and the silence grew once
more. Minutes of black nothing and overpowering silence passed. Then,
laughter came, a woman's laugh, cold and cruel.
"So this is the one," a man's voice, deep and filled with certainty,
followed the laughter.
"The one who draws us," a woman's voice, cold and hard, answered.
"The one who wakes us," more voices now, women and men alike, too
many to identify.
Seconds passed with nothing else said. And then, a kind voice, a
woman's voice, whispered softly, "We shall see."
Sakura awoke in a sweat from the dream, still filled with an unnamed
terror. The moonlight fell across the bed, painting her hands in
white light and black shadows. She blinked, her previous terror
already fading away as if it had never existed. Yet, the odd feel of
the dream still lingered. Such a strange dream... She looked to the
right to find Kero-chan still asleep by the pillow. At least she
hadn't woken him up with her antics. But what brought upon that
dream? And why? And why did she feel like this was only the
Only the beginning...
The black book flashed faintly with a strange power in the pale
moonlight. Across the room on the bed, the girl slept on, unaware as
the leather-bound cover flipped over to reveal a set of thick, silver
and gold bordered cards within its depths. Each card glowed with a
crimson light a moment before a seemingly nonexistent wind caught
them up within its grasp and blew them out into the night sky of
Tokyo. The girl sighed in her sleep and rolled over, a slight frown
wrinkling the skin inbetween her delicate eyebrows. She dreamed
uneasy dreams of mysterious magic cards and inky, black feathered
wings the covered the night sky.
Several blocks across the city, Tsukishiro Yukito awoke to an eerie
sense of being watched. He blinked owlishly in confusion at the pale
moonlight falling across the bedroom floor. He wasn't sure why, but
something was wrong, terribly wrong.
Elsewhere, Li Syaoran stood deep within the shadows, keeping his
distance from the all-seeing moonlight and sternly gazing out of his
apartment window. He scowled at the growing sensation of ancient,
powerful magic that seemed to blanket the city in ever-increasing
waves. Something big was going on, and he had a really bad feeling
that it was going to turn out to be something involving both him and
Outside, within the local park and beneath one of the flowering
cherry tree, two endless pools of glittering pink cheerfully opened
up to their new surroundings. A soft, female chuckle instantly
followed and magic flared to life, altering whatever it touched with
The land turned slowly beneath the ever-present moon as the night
wore on in bated silence. Every now and then, strange sounds of
unknown origin would drift up into the clear sky and disturb the odd
quiet. Towards morning, just as the eastern sky brightened in welcome
expectation of the sun, cruel laughter echoed out over the city far
below and a red sheen blanketed the moon's surface with a sickly
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