DON'T BURN ME TO A CRISP!!! Sorry but this is the last chapter for this story. DISCONTINUED. My apologies. But this is what was supposed to happen:

Kyle attacks Syaoran and Syaoron. Fai and Kurger-burger and Ryu-o try to stop him. EPIC FAIL. (Buahahahah) Then they get taken to BUTTCHIN (dun-dun-sploosh!!), they escape for a little while. Sakura is taken hostage. (oh, the clichè) She gets killed. Next syaoran is killed, due to Syaoron's innability to save him. He feels bad. Syaoran is somehow resurected with sakura, Syaoron shouts, "WHAT THE FOOK?!" and they live hapily ever after. THE END.

Epilouge: (I felt bad, ok?) (Syaoran's POV)

10 years later

It's been forever since I last saw my twin. I should call him, I thought. My wife came in the room, a man was with her. He was unfamiliar. I got the heavy-duty kitchen knife and hid it behind my back just in case.

"Who's that, Sakura?" Her face was white as snow, she looked very scared.

"I'm Fei Wang Reed." He answered. It was the madman that not only killed me, but my dad too. I paled and dropped the knife. He noticed.

"So, you were gonna stab me, were you?" He asked, his grip on Sakura tightened. He held out a long dagger and held it to her neck. The room was sickeningly tense and quiet. The doorbell rang. No one moved.

It rang again and kurogane's voice was heard, "Hey, kid, I know you're home! Your cars in the fucking drive-way!!"

I stayed in place, not taking my eyes off the man who once again held my wife hostage.

A large thud was heard. Then the sound of splintering wood; Kurogane broke down my door, AGAIN. He better pay for that. "Hey, kid. I know you're in here."

Sakura must have been terrified, she shouted, "KUROGANE-SAN!!!"

The dagger sunk into her soft skin as blood trickled from her neck where the dagger was placed. He looked behind him to see if Kurogane was coming into the kitchen. I took this opening to run as fast as I could and kick him in his face. I got him and he let go of Sakura and drew back.

The dagger flew and hit me in the stomach. I fell.

Kurogane, being a cop, beat him with whatever he could get, like, my families pricless vase, sakura's lamp, our dog. Rest in peace, Mokona II.

"If he dies, you're going on trial for escaping prison, resisting arrest, a hostage, injury to an innocent person, and homocide." Kurogane said.

I was on the floor, bleeding, trying to ignore the pain and stand up, Sakura told me not to. Then I remembered our son, "Where's Watanuki?" I asked, he was named after his great uncle.

"He should be in his room." she answered.

"Is he okay?" I asked.

"I'll check." And she sped off.

I waited and she brought him over, I looked at her confused, here I was bleeding maddly, and she brought our 7 year old son every to where I was. He'll be traumatized for life.

"Daddy, are you ok?" the small brown-haired boy asked.

"Daddy's fine, go with your mother to the den and greet the nice peramedics." I said, trying hard not to scare the boy.

"Ok." He walked off like it was an everyday thing that I got stabbed. Weird.

The peramadics took me to the hospital in critical condition. So here I am, they took the knife out and they gave me a pencil and journal, I might die, so I hope I can atleast fini

The End. Go cry for him now. You wanted me to finish it right? This was planned from the start.