Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Battle Royale ❯ Day One ( Chapter 2 )

BattleRoyale

By Charles Xavier

"Die." Mistuko

Day One

Dear Diary,

I didn't get very much sleep last night, and I don't think I'll be able to get any sleep at all tonight. So many of us students are dead in the first day. But for now, I can't really care for them (I'm sorry). Because just hours ago, I witnessed my own cousin killed by that transfer student of whom our sensei called Kiriyama. And I can tell you that he actually enjoys killing us. We are still being hunted by him.

This morning, our sensei announced the following people dead: Chiharu Mihara, Takashi Yamazaki, and few others I don't know. I heard rumors that Chiharu and Takashi actually hung themselves under a tree branch, refusing to kill anyone they knew. I just can't believe that…to me, suicide is an act of cowardice. It's unbearable for me to stomach. If I were them, I would never do a thing like that…would I?

After marking down the forbidden areas on our maps, Syaoran and I left our cave and went on our search for Sakura. It's a good thing Syaoran got a shotgun in his bag, because guess what I got? Binoculars! HA! HA! HA! How the hell am I supposed to kill somebody with a pair of binoculars?! That's just fucking hilarious…

Syaoran was protecting me the whole way. And to be honest, I felt safe under his wing. He was careful wherever I went or whatever I set foot upon, maybe a little too overly protective, but I like it. I could say that he's truly a great cousin to be of. Yet I wonder how things will turn if Syaoran and I are the only ones left in this game. How will he feel about me then?

We eventually found Sakura on the other side of the island. She seemed unhurt, and so was her close friend Tomoyo. Touya, Yukito, Nakuru and Eriol were the ones guarding the two young girls safely. They already ran into a few students attempting to kill them, and regretfully they had to dispose of them with the weapons they had. Fortunately they had also found a place to shelter in: an abandoned warehouse.

Touya and Yukito showed us the kinds of guns and gadgets we had. I saw Eriol teaching Tomoyo how to aim and shoot properly with his assault rifle. Tomoyo still wasn't willing to kill anyone though. Sakura was telling Syaoran about how things went from last night. As for me, I moped about the hideout alone, thinking about why we were helping each other rather killing each other. Like our sensei said, if there was more than one person alive after the last day, we'd all be screwed.

During the afternoon, students recently killed were announced again. This time none of them were ones we knew. But even so, Sakura was worried about our other friends, thinking that perhaps they were lost somewhere, unarmed and vulnerable to any attack made by others. But Syaoran assured that we'd find them for sure if we looked. I wasn't too optimistic myself, and you know why? It was because I noticed that a grenade had crashed through one of the windows and came rolling aross the floor, stopping right under Nakuru's legs.

Before I could shout, the device already blew up and Nakuru wasn't quite quick enough to avoid the blast's impact. We all ducked for cover and smoked filled the room. By the time everything cleared, I saw Nakuru already choking out blood. What a gruesome site it was…I almost felt throwing up by what I saw. Her legs had been blown off completely and she could barely speak out. Eriol ran up and placed his ear by her lips, as the dying girl whispered her last few words before kicking the bucket.

I'm not sure what she said, but that didn't really concern me. It was when Kiriyama burst through the door so suddenly, with a pair of Uzis held in his bloody hands. We dived for cover once again as he let out his bullets like a madman. Touya ordered all of us to escape through the back door while he intended to take the enemy on by himself. Syaoran was the only one to act disobedient and insisted to help out. Hence, a little argument commenced. (God, I hate arguments).

Thankfully (well, not really), Kiriyama spotted us and fired away like before…and this time managed to hit somebody. It was Touya, who received a bullet shot right through the center of his brain. I think he was dead even before he hit the ground. Tomoyo was the first one to shriek out in shear terror. Then she was followed by Sakura, and then by me. Touya's eyes were staying into emptiness as a stream of blood flowed down from his forehead. Syaoran was standing right next to his dead body and looked up at Kiriyama, who delivered him a sinister looking smile. Clenching his fists, Syaoran cocked his shotgun and fired several rounds at him. But what we didn't know, unfortunately, was that behind his shirt, he was wearing a bulletproof vest. So after Syaoran was out of ammo, Kiriyama took his turn and aimed his guns at him.

"SAKURA! RUN!"

Were his final words before being pounded by the flying bullets shooting into his limbs and body. I wish I looked away at that moment. Yet I couldn't look away from him, I felt it wasn't right for me to do that. So I saw him fall backwards into a deep puddle of mud, dropping his gun. And Sakura didn't know who to shout for: either Syaoran or her brother. I could see that it was too much for her and all she did was cry out. As for Tomoyo, she was pretty much in the same condition as Sakura. I was shouting out for Syaoran, but Eriol was holding me back, yelling at me and saying that we should get out of here while we still could. Sakura and Tomoyo were immediately dragged away by Yukito, leaving Eriol and myself still here.

I tried to resist leaving, while I held out my arm for my dying cousin. Syaoran reached his blood stained hand for his shotgun, sitting a few inches away from him. And despite me shouting at him, he didn't give attention to the approaching Kiriyama, who ruthlessly treaded onto his hand and prevented him from taking his gun. Syaoran wailed out in pain as he squeezed his hand harder. "LEAVE HIM ALONE!" I cried. But it didn't stop him from picking up Syaoran's weapon and pointing it right into his pale stricken face.

From there, I felt my heart stop for an instant. Kiriyama pulled the trigger and Syaoran's face was blown off. I couldn't help but scream from the top of my lungs. My body became weak and Eriol pulled me out of the horrible site.

It's now night time. It wasn't long ago when our sensei announced Syaoran Li dead. I'm here back in the cave where I started from. (It's even colder in here than it was from last night, and I also feel I might be catching on a cold). Yukito and Eriol are protecting Sakura and Tomoyo in the corner. But even with them around, I can still hear some distant noises which they cannot hear. ("SYAORAN!!!!!!!!!!!!"). I can still hear my own cry at the moment that gun was fired into him. I screamed out once in the cave when I thought I heard the same gun blast that killed him as well.

What will Syaoran's mother think when she learns that the youngest in her family has had his face blown apart by a psychotic maniac? I don't know and I don't even want to know. I just want to go home…I want to go home…

Meiling Li