Sorry to those who were expecting an update on my previous fanfics, but the truth is that I've lost interest in them and the fandoms that they were based on (Kingdom Hearts got WAY too complicated and Naruto was going nowhere). Also my writing and maturity (of my writing style) needed a tune up, explaining my lack of online activity.
During my time away I got into new fandoms, Transformer Animated being one of them. I also apologize, again, to those I worried because of my inactivity (making you guys think this account was dead, or something similar). Okay I'll stop blabbing now; so sorry to all of my readers, hope you enjoy this new fanfic.
Summary: While helping the Autobots do a little bit of Spring Cleaning, Sari discovers an antique book. They always said curiosity killed the cat. Too bad she didn't think of that sooner. Accidentally releasing the magic cards inside upon Detroit she must recapture all of them without anyone discovering her newfound powers. Sari and Blitzwing friendship later on!
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers Animated and/or Cardcaptor Sakura.

Curiosity
"So tell us again Sari what is 'Spring Cleaning'?" inquired Optimus Prime; leader of the Autobot (ex-maintenance) team on Earth as he carried cardboard boxes in each of his bulky, red and blue arms.

"It's just a basic ritual nearly everyone on Earth does. Not sure how it all started but I'm pretty sure that at the beginning of spring, people take the time to reorganize and refresh their homes. Think of it as your once-in-a-while processor cleanup," replied Sari Sumdac; daughter of the well-known master engineer of robotics Isaac Sumdac and human friend of the Autobots.

"And the importance of this human ritual to us is?" asked the veteran medi-bot, Ratchet while pushing a large metal garbage bin into their base.

"Not to be rude or anything but you guys really need to tidy this place up a bit," Sari pointed out.

Sari's words were true to the point, the mess inside the Autobot base would have made any pedestrian think of it as a sleazy hideout. Here and there were barrels scattered about; some were dented. Others were empty; unwashed with layers of grime and old oil and some dripped the black substance from the sides and caps. The area around the television set also demanded attention. Various CDs and their cases spread haphazardly across the floor and the table the TV was placed on. The game console (that Bumblebee enjoys playing every day) was a tangled mess of cables and wires. On their (stone) sofa were various bits of garbage, ranging from plastic bags to crumpled paper (thanks to Sari who would sometime eat on their couch). The computer the Autobots used to communicate with their other fellow Autobots in space, keeping up to date with police activity and various other tasks was covered in a layer of dust. There were also some boxes that cluttered the corners, left from the previous manager of the factory.

Despite Optimus' active encouragement of keeping a clear and organized base, the state of the factory was neglected. Keeping the streets of Detroit safe for everyone, there simply wasn't enough time to keep the place shipshape. Surprisingly the only areas that weren't messy were their own quarters.

"Who's got time to clean up? Didn't you forget that we also have to help rebuild half the city from our fight with the Decepticons?" grumbled Bumblebee, the youngest of the team (excluding Sari) as he placed down a bundle of brooms and mops.

"Sari has a point Bumblebee; we've been so busy that we forgot to clean up after ourselves. Imagine what people would say if they saw this mess, not what you would call Autobot image," Optimus reasoned.

"Besides, didn't you guys wanted to know more about 'Earth customs'?" said Sari.

"Well yeah, but couldn't you like get a cleaning bot or something to do the job? Besides, I thought you hated doing this kind of hard work," said Bumblebee, giving Sari a quizzical look.

"Oh come on, it's more fun with you guys. My dad would have been glad to see this kind of change…" mumbled Sari as she remembered the events that transpired from the past few days.

Sensing a change in her tone of voice, the Autobots looked at each other uneasily. Recently Sari's father had gone missing after their battle against the Decepticons and their restored leader, Megatron (who spent fifty Earth years of his life-cycle offline before being reawakened). Sari struggled with the fact that her father, who she sometimes took for granted, was no longer by her side.

"Ah c'mon Sari you heard Fanzone, they're searching all over the lake and Detroit to look for your dad. And with all the resources you're giving them I'm pretty sure he'll turn up," said Bulkhead, as he comforted the grieving child.

"Where would I be without you guys?" said Sari as she gave them a smile. "Y'know, you reminded me of this one time when my dad was showing the prototype of this cleaning bot to the city. Everything was working fine till it started to glitch up and couldn't tell the difference between germs and people. Ended up spraying the whole crowd with water! Oh man you should have seen their faces! And it was ice cold by the way." Sari let out another string of laughter, the others followed suit as they imagine the comical scene.

"So where should we start first, Sari?" Optimus asked, after the laughter died down.

"First things first, we should collect all the junk and throw them into the bin. But if you find anything that you can still use or that isn't broken, just put it in those cardboard boxes. We'll sort those out later," instructed Sari.

---

Some would have found it strange, maybe even dangerous to find a small girl befriending and hanging out with a group of sentient robots six to eight times her size. Not in Detroit. Days after awakening from their fifty year stasis lock at the bottom of Lake Erie, the Autobots had established a reputation with the city. Other than learn about the newly discovered 'Earth', they also aid in upholding peace and order in the bustling city. They made their first debut by aiding the city in resisting a mutated cockroach (that had been infused with malfunctioning nanobots) from consuming the city and the people. After that the humans have respected the heroics of the Autobots and accepted their presence on Earth. Well, till a few days ago.

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Sari, Optimus, Ratchet, Prowl, Bulkhead and Bumblebee got to work, collecting junk that lay scattered everywhere. Optimus soon found himself understanding why some humans enjoy 'Spring Cleaning'. It gave his processor some peace as he recollected his thoughts as his action went into a pattern of collecting and disposing. The task felt strangely rewarding as he threw away the objects that littered the floor. Bumblebee himself found amusement in cleaning up, challenging Prowl and Bulkhead to see who collected the most trash.

"This isn't so bad at all, not that I'm saying we should do this every orbital cycle, but once in a while is nice," commented Bulkhead as he disposed some of his ruined paintbrushes (the first time he used them he forgot to wash them, the dried paint caused the brushes to lose their silkiness and frizzle at the ends).

"I agree, though mundane to some I find it peaceful yet invigorating. I can see why humans choose to do this at the beginning of Spring. After days of being blanketed by snow and the cold you finally get to do something from all the inactivity," said Prowl. Right at that moment Bumblebee decided to shatter Prowl's 'mood' by popping right in front of him. This earned Bumblebee a shout of surprise from the cyber-ninja.

"You talk too much Prowl, you're getting behind. See? I've already filled half of my garbage bin," pointed Bumblebee, a smile plastered on his face.

"I'm way ahead of ya, little buddy," said Bulkhead as he pointed, with an innocent (almost childish-like) face, towards his overflowing garbage bin. Bumblebee's smile was quickly replaced with a face that looked like he received an unexpected slap to the cheek.

"How much garbage can one bot find?!" exclaimed the awed yellow bot.

"Eh, when you're an artist you make lots of mistakes."

"Bumblebee… would please kindly move yourself? You're obstructing me from doing my task," said Prowl, a tinge of annoyance in his voice.

---

After disposing all of the visible trash and broken objects (which took most of the morning to do), Sari and her Autobot friends decided to look through the old boxes, hoping to find anything of use or anything to throw away. The first box they opened contained clothes; though dusty they still were colorful and in good quality.

"We could donate these to people who really need them," said Sari. "It might help rebuild your reputation with the city,"

Optimus silently nodded knowing that ever since the battle, the general public's view of the Autobots had dramatically changed (for the worse). The destruction left from the conflict cost the city millions and now the people were fearful of the technologically advanced Cybertronians. He couldn't really blame them, but what's past is past.

They began to open the second box only to find it containing nothing but old documentations and papers of the factory. "Think I should bring this back to the tower, not sure how important it is us, but oh well, leave that to the administration office,"

Just as they were about to open the third one…
"Calling all units near the area, bank robbery at the National Bank," the garbled voice of a police officer came forth from the computer. Optimus walked towards the computer and pressed a key; pulling up a map of Detroit on the monitor. On it was a flashing beacon where the crime was occurring.

"I wouldn't be surprised if it was the Angry Archer at it, again," Optimus sighed. "Sorry Sari, but we got to go help those police officers,"

"It's okay, I can manage this by myself,"

"Call us if you get into any trouble," said Bumblebee.

"You guys are such worry-warts, I'll be fine," she said, rolling her eyes.

"Stay safe. Autobots, transform and roll out!" Optimus commanded as he began his transformation. The mechanism inside him activated as whirrs and clicks were heard, Optimus' head sank into his chassis to be replaced by a pair of red and blue police lights. His arms spun upwards as his servos slid inside. His legs and waist bent, forming a vertical extension. Two pairs of tires inflated into existence on either side of his legs. (And, for unexplainable nor logical reason, a trailer formed on top of Optimus' legs with a retractable ladder and water hose).

His transformation complete; a fire truck stood in his place. The others followed suit, following Optimus and leaving Sari behind. She watched as their flashing police lights faded away before turning back to resume her work. She lifted up the box from the ground and placed it on a table, opening up the lid she was disappointed to find nothing but dusty novels. She took out the contents, sneezing from the dust cloud. Examining the novels with little interest and not recognizing any of the titles, she decided the whole box was useless to her.

"Well not entirely, someone like Prowl would love to read through these,"

Just as Sari was about to repack the books, she noticed something strange. She swore for a second she saw something emitting a faint, yellow glow. Digging deeper into the box she took out a crimson red, hardcover book with burnished bronze clasps. It was unlike any book she seen. Judging by the designs and the materials it was made from it was obviously an antique. There were hardly any books left that were designed this way. Digital books and books with simpler and thinner covers started replacing ones like these when her dad revolutionized Earth's technology. Although there were still people who printed and crafted books like these (very few), it was not as convenient. But despite that, the book itself appeared to be freshly made. There was no sign of fading or any peeling from the edges at all. Upon closer inspection, it really was a unique book.

On the cover was a fierce lion-like creature, wearing some sort of headdress. Embedded in the center was a round, ruby red jewel. A similar but smaller jewel was embedded in an ear piercing that clamped on the creature's left ear. Bound around its neck, covering its chest was some sort of armor and another red jewel (with two smaller jewels on either side of it's neck). Instead of a mane a pair of large, ivory white wings took up most of the cover space. Like a necklace, two strings of chains strung from it's wing before ending at a large bronze sun-symbol pendant. Where the shoulder tips of the wings ended, there was a small crescent moon that rested in-between. Above was what Sari believed the title of the book, printed in bold bronze on top of a copper-brown (scroll-like) background read The Clow. Surrounding all that was a thin border of the same color. On each corner were bronze clasps, each with the same but smaller red jewels.

Sari flipped to the back, as she did she took a quick glance at the spine. The same title, The Clow, was printed boldly again. At both ends of the spine were more bronze clasps, instead of the usual jewels, there was a hole shaped like a six-pointed star on each of them.

On the back, there were the similar four clasps and jewels. Taking half of the back cover was a large empty circle, there were smaller filled circles placed on the north, south, east and west edges within the larger circle. Inside the large circle were lines that crossed each other to form a twelve-pointed star, within each of the star's arm were symbols. Sari recognized a few of them as astrological symbols from ancient times. Within the star was the same symbol of the sun, encompassed by a filled circle. To the right side of the sun was the symbol of a crescent moon (the tips were pointed upwards) encircled by a smaller empty circle. Covered by the large circle, seemingly placed at the center, was another circle of the same pattern. Except that this circle was turned ninety degrees so that the crescent moon (the only visible thing of the circle) was placed in the southern position (the tips faced towards the right side of the back cover). At the bottom was a large crescent moon with a pair of feathery wings attached to both sides. Its round back (the tips were pointed upwards) rested on another unfurled scroll with The Clow printed on it.

She flipped the book again, noticing that it was sealed shut by a red leather strap (with a bronze buckle). Sari just stared dumbly at the book for a few seconds till a small spark of golden light burst from a small hole in the buckle. Yelping in shock, Sari fumbled the book in her hands before grabbing on tightly and expecting the worst. Silence merely filled the factory as Sari took a quick peek and saw that the book did nothing else. Noticing that the lock had became undone, Sari opened it up. She expected to see some writing on the pages of the book, so it surprised her to find not writing but a card. The pages were not pages, but merely something to hold the card in place at the center. To the left, behind the cover, was some sort of message.

But Sari was not interested in reading it, she was more curious about the card. It was unlike any card she had seen, for one it easily out sized her hand and two it had the same circle on the back (except that the moon was placed on the upper-left side of the circle and it was gold rather than bronze).

Taking out the card, she discovered another one underneath it. The card in her hand felt smooth and extremely light, yet the card itself was firm but strangely bendable. Sari was looking at the backside of the card. The card was garnet red, the same as the book, with an orange border around the edge. Set at each of the corners were golden, six-pointed stars. Flipping the card she saw a drawing of a woman with long, thin eye brows and long eyelashes. She appeared to be sleeping (her eyes closed); her arms crossed each other on top of her chest. Her hands held down her long, antennae-like hair within the borders of the card. On her forehead was a symbol that reminded Sari of a pair of unfurled wings pointed towards the sky. On her shoulders appeared to be tufts of fur. Covering the rest of her body like a robe was a pair of wings; looking closer from the chest down the woman lacked a body. Sari noticed that they were not feathery but had thin veins crossing all over like an insect. Her appearance as a whole resembled a moth or a mythical fairy from children stories.

Surrounding her was a wavy golden border that encased her like a coffin. To the left and right of the border were the same golden six-pointed stars. At the top of the card was half of the sun symbol; printed on it was a written character, '風' (it looked Asian, but Sari couldn't remember nor identify it). At the bottom of the card was another, small, pale yellow crescent moon on top of another scroll-like background with two words printed on it. Surrounding the face of the card was the same orange border. The woman at the center of the card was colorless, filled in with only shades of gray. Only the wing symbol on her forehead was dyed jade green.

"Doesn't look like any playing card I know, looks more like one of those tarot cards to me. But it's different from what I remembered what a tarot card looks like. Must be one of those New Age things," as Sari inspected it from top to bottom. "Can't see what it says at the bottom, it's too dark in this factory,"

Sari made her way to a brighter area of the Autobot base while focusing on trying to read the print.

"Let's see… win… win…" With every step she took and every attempt to read out the printing, Sari was oblivious to the puffs of yellow dust she left behind as they encircled her feet. "Win… wind… Windy?"

The card illuminated itself in a soft blue light making Sari back away from surprise; the sound of tinkling chime bells was heard. The next thing Sari knew, golden light exploded underneath her and for a fraction of a second she was enveloped in yellow dust before an unexpected gale blew through the spacious factory. With a gasp, Sari shielded her face from the howling wind. Through the din Sari could hear the pages of books being violently ruffled and the creaks the various machinery were making as they resisted the moving air.

Sari's eyes were tightly shut, unable to see what was going on. A sudden tug from her arm, that was holding the book, forced her eyes to open a little. The cards were flying into the tempest. Only a few cards were pulled, before the wind proved too strong. One after the other they flung out in a continuous line till no more remain. Rather than twirl and glide randomly, the cards themselves sliced through the air and through the walls (without leaving a mark) as if taking this rare chance of freedom with a purpose.

The last card to leave the vicinity was the card that Sari held in her hands. A sudden gust of wind let the card slip between her fingers. With a gasp, she attempted to take back the card but was unsuccessful. As soon as the card passed through the factory wall, leaving behind a small ripple of blue light, the wind ceased. There, Sari stood dumbstruck, unable to comprehend the recent event.

"Wh-what was that?" said Sari taking in quick breaths of air. The sudden shcok during the chaos left her heart beating. The next moment Sari noticed the book itself was glowing gold light. She screamed, throwing the book away as if it was a ticking time bomb. Standing in stunned silence as a figure emerged from the cover of the book.

The figure appeared to be a thin, yellow, miniature teddy bear (round head and a pair of round ears). On its back was a pair of three-feather wings. Where the wings touched its shoulder blades appeared to be a swirl-like pattern, making the wings appear whimsical and cartoony. Dangling between its squat legs and stubby feet was a long thin tail with a puff of white fur at the end. The bear-creature levitated into the air before slowing down a few feet away from Sari's face.

It appeared that the creature was unconscious, as its head faced towards the ground. Sari thought, now would be a good time to go, but too late as the creature's round head lifted up and opened its minuscule eyes.

"Hey-hey-hoo!!!" the creature greeted Sari in a loud but high-pitched mouse-like voice.

Sari screamed as she instinctively grabbed a broom (that was conveniently leaning on a wall next to her) and brought it upon the creature with a rewarding smack.
"Now I really wish Optimus and the others were here."

---

In another area of Detroit, the Autobots were not aware of Sari's strange situation. It was the usual aid-the-police-force to apprehend lawbreakers. Optimus was right on who the culprit was; the only problem was that the Angry Archer seemed to acquire a few tricks. The confrontation against the Robin Hood wannabe was more difficult now that he was armed with EMP (short for electromagnetic pulse) arrows. A few shots and Bulkhead was knocked out cold. Of course he should have thought of bringing extra ammo and an escape plan. With Prowl's mastery of dodging projectiles, he was able to empty out the archer's quiver, thus rendering the archer defenseless. It was the usual Autobot day.

"You've gotta give humans a lot of credit," commented Bulkhead as he stretched out the cramps from his servos after being forcefully put into unconsciousness. "Despite how small they are, compared to us, they're pretty strong-willed and fast learners,"

"Two characteristics I wouldn't like to see if we got on their wrong side," said Ratchet.

"Well at least now we can go back, things seem pretty calm for now. Transform and-"
BOOM!!!

The explosion was unexpected as the Autobots flew into the air before landing on the unforgiving asphalt. Even before the Autobots saw the offender, the pink smoke the explosion left behind gave a clear indication of who it was.

"Not so fast naughty Autobots!" screamed a voice that sounded like a six year old, rather strange to hear that from someone so young who wields an arsenal of destructive weapons. "I, Professor Princess, shall end your line of violence once and for all!"

Bumblebee glanced at Optimus Prime, "You were saying boss-bot?"

"This going to be one long orbital cycle…" Optimus grumbled.

---

For Sari, she seemed to fare better than her Autobot friends.
"Hey, what was that for?! Have you no decency or manners, hitting the Beast of the Seal like that!" shouted the yellow creature while rubbing his head.

"Beast of the Seal?" Sari cocked her head.

"That would me! I, Kerberos, the Beast of the Seal who guards this book!" announced 'Kerberos', crossing his arms together and puffing up his chest. Obviously he was very proud of his name and title.

"Well you don't look so great, more like a plush toy," Sari noted his appearance.

Kerberos felt a vein throb somewhere near his temple. "Who are you calling plush toy! Plus this is only my 'borrowed' form; I look much more cooler than this!"

"What were you doing in that book anyway?" asked Sari; not believing Kerberos had another 'cooler' form.

"Like I said, I am the Beast of the Seal, looking after these cards in this book so they don't do anything mischievous in my…" as Kerberos was explaining his purpose in life, he took a quick glance at the book (which he magically lifted it up, revealing the inside). It took him three seconds to look at the book before looking back at Sari. A half a second pause, then the reality hit.

Kero let out a mix of a gasp and a scream of disbelieving horror, producing an interesting wail, his face stretched in terror and shock with arms raised behind him to emphasis his emotion. It would have been funny, if the situation wasn't so awkward.

"The cards are gone! Why, why?!" searching frantically through the book, before lifting his head to scream at the heavens. "Where did they goooo!?"

Sari pitied the yellow plush-like creature and felt a twang of guilt at the fact that she was at fault and that she didn't really know how to comfort Kerberos. Just as she was opening her mouth to say some words of attempted well being, she felt a puff of wind from above. Looking up, she almost let out a yelp of surprise. Floating above was the same 'fairy' woman from the first card she took out of the book. In her physical form she emitted a soft yellow glow, her face reflected maturity and motherly kindness. Her eyes were the most serene pair of yellow Sari had ever seen. What was the most dominant of her features was her antennae-like hair; it was so long that Sari swore it would have easily matched Optimus' height. The floating spirit looked at the depressed guardian with sympathy before looking at Sari. Holding up one of her finger to her lips, a sign for Sari to not utter a sound, the spirit closed her eyes before shrinking into Sari's hand. The woman was soon enveloped in a cocoon of light before reforming into the same card Sari once held. Sari smiled widely as she tapped Kerberos' shoulder.

"You mean this one?" as she extended out the card to the despairing guardian.

Kerberos glanced over his shoulders, before letting out a cry of cheer and relief.
"Oh thank you, thank you, yeah this is one of them, thank you so much!" as he cried tears of joy. The Beast of the Seal recovered his composure before asking. "And the other cards?"

"Well um… funny story. Y'see I read out 'Windy',"

"Yeah?"

"Then there was this sudden gust of wind…"

"Mhmm, mhmm?" Keberos noded his large, round head with each 'mhmm'.

"…and they all flew away, can you believe that?" Sari concluded her story.

"Oh, I see!"

"Ah-hahahahahaha!" as they laughed in unison, Kerberos was the first to stop.

He simply stared at Sari with a face of utter disbelief, before…
"WHAT!?!" as the guardian shoved his face in Sari's, baring his sharp teeth.

---

While Sari attempt to calm down the raging teddy bear, the Autobots have their servos full with their own problems. It seemed that the Angry Archer wasn't the only villain who learned a few new tricks. Despite Bulkhead managing to break Professor Princess' unicorn, Powdered Sugar, the child managed to get it (or her) fixed (and included a few upgrades).

"Let's show these violent robots our new powers, Powdered Sugar!" the unicorn responded by charging up its horn. A spectrum of color gathered at the tip, creating a multi-colored orb. The energy within the orb was released. Rather than shoot out the usual single rainbow beam, many smaller orbs of color splattered everywhere. Upon impact, flashes of rainbow light and craters were left behind.

"And this is why I don't want to end up on the wrong side with the humans," sighed Ratchet.

---

After Kerberos finally managed to calm down, he decided that they should continue the conversation on a more comfortable position. He laid the book on the TV table and sat cross-legged on it. Sari simply stared at the creature with a quizzical look.

"What's so bad about a couple of cards?"

"These are no ordinary cards!" replied Kerberos.

"No duh, what gave it away? The lights or the unexplainable wind?" mocked Sari.

"Don't get smart with me, girl. These are the Clow Cards, and by releasing them you just sent the world into chaos,"

"Okay slow down, first off what's a 'Clow Card' and second what's so dangerous about them?"

"You really don't know do you?" he sighed.

"Hey, I just opened the book. Think I know everything? Talk about curiosity killing the cat," Sari mumbled.

"I think it's time for a little history lesson," said Kerberos, standing up like a professor about to give a lecture. "It is said that when the Seal on them is broken, a catastrophe will befall this world…" the guardian recited as if the very words were ingrained into his mind. "The cards were made by an amazing sorcerer named Clow Reed."

"A sorcerer? You mean those people who use magic and other hocus-pocus? Like witches and wizards?" asked Sari. Kerberos nodded before continuing.

"Each card is alive, with their thoughts and personalities. Every one of them posses incredible powers but prefer to work on their own…"

"Would that make it easier to catch them? With all the technology we have-" but Sari was interrupted as Kerberos shook his head in disagreement.

"That's what makes them so dangerous, conventional methods and mundane objects are no match for them. In order to contain their powers, Clow himself created the book and placed me on the book's front cover. In any case, we have to retrieve all the cards. And since you were the one who released them, you're helping me!" as Kerberos point one of his stubby hand at Sari.

"What! Why me?!" said Sari in surprise.

"It was your fault, so you have to clean up your mistake," said Kerberos, simply.

Sari glared at the miniature guardian, "But weren't you the one was supposed to keep them properly sealed away?" she huffed.

"About that, I kinda fell asleep,"

"For how long?"

"I say about fifty years,"

"And you call yourself 'Beast of the Seal'?"

"Stuff happens! All right!" shouted Kerberos, standing in a dramatic pose (with hands clenched, eyes almost burning with fire) in an attempt to defend his image. "Anyways, the fact that you managed to find and open this book indicates that you have some magical powers,"

"Me. Magical?" Sari let out a string of laughter. "I'm sorry but isn't that a little far-fetched? I'm just your ordinary girl,"

"The book thinks differently. So, what's your name?"

"Sari,"

"No need to be, just tell me what your name is,"

Sari just giggled, it seemed that she was fated to have her name mistaken with an English synonym for 'apology'. She lost count of how many times this happened.
"No, I meant that my name is Sari,"

"What a strange name, but oh well. Ok Sari, stand over there," instructed Kerberos, pointing towards the area between the TV and sofa.

Sari did as she was told and waited for the next step. Instead of telling her, Kerberos simply stared straight ahead as if in a trance. Golden light illuminated his tiny form as the factory disappeared into darkness. Sari glanced nervously from side to side, a little scared from the sudden change in environment. The only source of light in the darkness was the guardian himself and the same, strange circle that spread underneath Sari. The two of them, and the book, were the only visible things. Kerberos closed his eyes as began chanting.

Key of the Seal.
And orb of light rose from the small hole of the gold clasp that once sealed the book. The orb made its way toward Sari, stopping in front of her. Inside the orb appeared to be key of some sorts. The handle was bronze in color and shaped like a beak. The tip of the beak was glazed red. The flat sides of the handle had large, round pink gems imbedded into them (almost representing eyes). A pair of miniature wings was set around the gems. The blade and teeth of the key was also bronze in color.
There is someone wishing for a contract with you.
A girl. Her name is Sari.
Oh Key, grant her the power!
RELEASE!

Sari covered her eyes from the sudden flash as rays of light shot everywhere. The orb expanded till they were all bathed in pure white light. Through the glare, Sari saw as the Key stretched and grew. Though she could not see Kerberos she could hear him telling her to grab the staff. Making her way through the brightness, she finally felt the cold pole of the key-turned-staff and took a firm grip. The light retreated back into the staff, as it grew longer. From the staff, soothing warm wind blew from it.

"All right! It's the birth of a Cardcaptor!" announced Kerberos. Sari simply stared at the staff, clutched in both of her hands, in awe. The light, darkness and wind disappeared all at once. Sari blinked as she found herself once again in the Autobot base.

"Whoa…" was all she could say. The staff that she held looked almost similar to its key form. With the exception of its long, pink pole, larger pair of wings and what used to be the teeth was replaced with a bronze socket filled with a red gem.

"Looks a little too girly for my taste," commented Sari, inspecting the staff.

"You'll get used to it," said Kerberos.

"Well I've got the staff, let's go card hunting Ke- um what was your name again?"

"That's Kerberos, but it's quite a mouthful isn't it? Just call me Kero for short. And although I like that enthusiastic spirit of yours, you really need to slow down. Cards don't appear instantly just like that," Kero snapped his, even smaller, fingers to show his point. Just as that moment Sari's stomach erupted out a loud and long grumble. "Besides, sounds like you're starving how about some lunch?"

"I guess you're right," as she made her way to the couch, plumping herself on its hard surface. "Cleaning a whole factory and then learning you have magical powers really does give you an appetite. Luckily I brought food."

Opening up her backpack, Sari brought out a sandwich, a small carton of juice and a chocolate bar sealed in reflective aluminum wrapper.
"Ooh, chocolate!" as Kero recognized the word 'chocolate' printed on the wrapper. Before Sari could stop him, the guardian already ripped away the wrapper and took a huge bite of dark chocolate.

"Hey! Slow down, you're going to be sick from eating that much for someone a little as you," Sari picked up the plush creature by the scruff of his neck. Already his mouth was smeared with chocolate stains. "Huh, you really do like sweets,"

"Like them? I adore them! I have a sweet tooth bigger than this factory!" said Kero, flying out of Sari's hold to continue consuming the dark sugary treat. Sari giggled as Kero continued to stuff his face.

Both ate in silence till Kero decided to bring up a conversation.
"So Sari is this where you live?"

"No,"

"Then why are you cleaning this place up?"

"Just introducing 'Spring Cleaning' to a couple of my friends,"

"So they live here?" Sari nodded in response. "Kinda shabby looking, are they hobos?"

As soon as the words left his mouth a slap was heard, followed by a cry of pain.
"Don't use that kind of word, it's insulting. And no my friends are not poor and homeless," Sari fumed, offended at Kero's rude bluntness.

"Sorry, sorry…" as Kero rubbed the tender spot on his head, a hush fell over the two for a moment.

"Y'know, this is going to be one heck of a year," said Sari, breaking the silence, Kero just hmmed in return.

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