fractal_mirrors | Five Things That (Luckily) Never Happened To Clow Reed [Card Captor Sakura; English]

Title: Five Things That (Luckily) Never Happened To Clow Reed
Rating: PG
Genre: Darkfic
Characters: Clow
Summary: Five AUs... or all the same?
Notes: Written for tsukimineshrine's "Five Things" challenge. I didn't think I'd ever write Dark!Clow again, but it was really tempting... At least this time it reflects well on his canon self. Look at all the evil things he didn't do!

I .

He was less than worthless, they told him; a bastard of mixed blood his father had brought from the East out of pity or guilt.

Nobody bothered to teach him how to use magic. He never learned the ways of the West, nor those of the East.

He didn't need to. He felt his own power flowing through him, growing...

In darkness, he waited.

When he mastered his magic, it was on his own. Raw power was much stronger, much more terrifying, than elegant techniques.

None of the Reeds was spared. Months later, he was the last of the Lis.

II .

He had believed himself ready, but he wasn't. Not yet.

The creature looked up at him, its pleading eyes out of place in such a... monster like that. There was no other word for it.

He should have waited, he realized. But it was too late for that now.

This was not what his visions had shown him. His creations should be beautiful, powerful, perfect. Not like this. Not something so hideous, not this weak monstrosity that would barely live for a few hours at most.

Disgusting.

He raised his staff again, without a second thought, and finished it off.

III .

Visions came over him, unwanted; he couldn't make them stop. His hands clawed on his ears, on his eyes, but nothing happened.

There was nobody with him to hear his screams. It was his fault, a voice on the back of his mind repeated, it was his own fault that he was all alone, though he refused to believe it.

This wasn't what it was supposed to be, what he'd first Seen. There should be wings around him, white and golden feathers and comforting voices... anything but this emptiness.

He smashed his glasses on the floor, but didn't stop Seeing.

IV .

It got worse every time. The scene from his vision, the same that had been the image of perfect happiness long ago, was slowly turning into something terrible.

He didn't understand, at first. Only as time went by did he realize that it was him who changed it, that his own doings were destroying the future.

He didn't care.

Nothing would force him to change his actions for the sake of some children who wouldn't be born in centuries. Nobody had done that for him. Not even his own parents, and all his life he had paid for their mistake.

V .

When the time for him came, he refused to leave. Why should he? He was powerful enough to stay in this world for as long as he wanted. Time meant nothing, not to him; he had learned that very soon.

He never thought of what he would have to pay. But he was human; and humans, even the most powerful, are not meant for immortality.

He clung to life, fiercely, desperately. He didn't care if he had to give up everything else.

It didn't take long for him to forget why he had wanted to live in the first place.

Five Things That (Luckily) Never Happened To Clow Reed [Card Captor Sakura; English]

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