#chrono entangle

It’s with nervous footsteps that Sakura paces the house’s front yard. The estate felt so empty, with most of it’s residents being dead or away. It was rare she got a moment to herself, and it was fueling her anxiety. What could she do right now? There had to be something she could do to help. Maybe if she got someone else, they could...

But what could she do? Would anyone even listen, if she told them what horrors lurked in the Matou residence’s basement? She could hardly believe it herself, still.

She pauses in place, turning to look at the window of her uncle’s bedroom. He was up there, in far too much pain for her to comprehend. If her own training was bad, his must be so much worse.

“... M... Maybe if I find a doctor, he can rest...”

“... You must be a fool to have wandered into this place.” Her voice echoes against the wall of the cavern. “Or, perhaps you just have a death wish...?”

 As the greater grail begins it’s manifestation behind her, tendrils of shadow form in the center of the room to give her physical form. She turns to the other girl, corrupted red eyes glinting in the low light.

“... A child...? Here?”

As the smallest of her shadow giants dance around the girl’s feet, Sakura stares in shock. How had she not considered this...?

She shouldn’t be outside, at least not at this hour. Sakura was well aware of how dangerous Fuyuki was becoming; members of the family had already been sent away for their own safety.

... Not her, of course...

Shivering in the early-spring air, she turns her attention back to the house. It’s windows glow warmly, tricking any passersby into thinking it was an inviting space. But she was outside for a reason, after all; that house was anything but safe.

... A noise catches the young girl’s attention; the snap of a twig, maybe? Nervously, she turns to look towards it. In her young heart, she hopes it’s a cute animal. Anything to ease her nerves.

It’s only with the swirls and cries of her paper-thin giants that she even turns her attention to the cave’s entrance. The smallest ones chitter, seeming delighted to lead a new soul to her. While she appreciates the effort, she’s less than enthused about an unfamiliar face. Darkness bleeds into bright pink light, with a lone girl in the center of it all.

“... Unexpected guests are so rude.” The shadow says, the tendrils of her dress flicking around her in annoyance. It wasn’t even either of the faces she’d hoped for-. No, no. Neither of the faces she’d dreaded entering her lair. 

Empty eyes stare dully out the window; more focused on her own reflection than the dark world outside. Western style hallways wind like a labyrinth behind her; the secrets they withhold leaving stains on her psyche. 

She turns to the hallway as a scream echoes down it. She can hear him struggling in his room; enduing torture that was intended for her. As a numb anxiety beats in her chest, she turns her attention back to the window-

And pauses. There was someone outside.

... Sakura nods, turning and hurrying down the steps to let the stranger inside. She isn’t sure why, but something tells her this will be fine; that this person means her and her uncle no harm.

OKAY! So, Sakura has two people missing from her memories, and two major events from very different points in her life in relation to them! 

To avoid confusion, please reply to this as opposed to liking it with a 💜 for Baby Sakura, or a 🖤 for Dark Sakura! If you like you’re gettin’ one at random. 🔫

Capping this at like, 4 for now?

Details under the readmore!

Her arms tighten around her; hands shaking as they grip at white fabric. Something was wrong, that much was obvious by the change in the city’s atmosphere, but that wasn’t what had tipped her off. As her shadow puppet tried in vein to comfort her, an unsettling pit was forming in her core.