Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Devil's Angel ❯ Six Years Ago ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: This is not mine. The plot may be but the characters are not mine.

 

CHAPTER I

SixYears Ago

 

The tangerine tainted leaves fall onto the ground and peace resonates upon the scenery. The serene picture foreshadows the harsh winter that was to come. The wind blows violently as a black limousine stops in front of the empty mansion. A boy stepped out and began to survey the surroundings. His cold, stone face shows his personality. As he entered the mansion, a girl watched him from a distance. The girl rushed in her house to tell her father of what she saw. “Father! The new neighbor has arrived!” she said excitedly. She jumped up and down like a six year old, even though she was twice that age.

Her father took out some pie both have made a while ago and proceeded to the newly occupied house. It was huge and majestic. They walked to the porch and rang the bell. A butler greeted them. “Good Morning, how may we help you?” The girl's father anxiously answered and scratched the back of his head before answering, “We are here to greet the new neighbors.” The butler led them to the living room but informed them that the masters of the house have left and nobody was there to entertain them. The father understood and was about to call the girl so that they could leave and visit another day. The problem was the girl dashed to the garden as soon as they were allowed to enter. The butler told him not to worry and they would fetch her for him.

 

The girl wandered in the garden full of different kinds of flowers. She was struck with awe as she saw beauty in the garden. She looked around and continues to walk along the pathway of the garden. When she reached a tree, there she saw a boy around her age. The boy with a cold, stone face. She smiled and went near him. She smiled and put out her hand in form of handshake and said, “I am Sakura. I am you new neighbor. What's your name?” The boy just stared at her with bewilderment. She took his hand and shook it. The boy was surprised. No one is their household dare touch him and this girl just shook his hand. A voice was heard calling the girl's name. She smiled and bid goodbye. He sat there and stared at his hand. He went back in the house and watched from a window.

 

The girl ran to where the voice came from. Her father had been calling her so they could proceed home. Together, they walked home while a pair of eyes watched their departure.