This is a collaboration project between several gifted individuals who only aim to answer one question: Are Meteor Garden's Daoming Si and Dong Shancai bound by a fate that will see their love through any universe?
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Title: Cyber Love | Author: Lilli ( coexistantLilli ) | Universe: Athletes | Story Rating : K+
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April 29th, 2200. 6:57 PM.
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"Let the match begin!"
Daoming Feng watched in cold silence from the terrace above, as her handcuffed son trudged slowly onto the circular platform in the middle of the stadium.
Three judges dressed identically in white and wearing mics stitched into the insides of their mouths spoke of the basic rules of the match. They were located to the front of the raised dais where she dwelled. Feng stirred the cubes of her chewable coffee in her mug, trying desperately to keep her emotionless mask to stay on. She would not let the three million people in the stands below see any change in her composure on the wide screen, which would start broadcasting the 2200 Shanghai match live to the rest of the world in just a few seconds.
Still, she could not help but be a little nervous.
He was so unpredictable these days.
Her son, Daoming Si, used to be the greatest martial artist in the 22nd millenium.
He was on track to become the next greatest athlete in, if not the United Nation of Korea, then at least the entirety of new China. In this world, wars were no longer fought with thousands of soldiers. Instead, they were fought by a match between two athletes—both leaders or high ranking officials of the countries or regions at war. Needless to say, his natural athleticism made Si incredibly powerful. And with the support from the F4, the greatest martial art group in all of Asia, there would be nothing stopping him.
He had so much going for him.
. . . until her.
Feng caught herself as she almost let out a grimace at the thought of Dong Shancai, the lowly slum girl who had recently caught the attention of her brainless son. She shook her head, as if trying to shake away the growing knot of anxiety in her stomach. Taking a deep breath, she pasted on a plastic smile and turned her eyes to her furious son at the center of the stadium.
Glinting ominously from the sun above, her eyes seemed cunning, almost snakelike.
It would all work out.
After all, she had made sure of it.
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April 29th, 2200. 7:11 PM.
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Si dug the handcuffs harder into his wrists, cursing as they remained intact. He could care less for the enormity of the crowd watching him. All he wanted was to get this match over with as quickly as humanly possible, and find Shancai. He was extremely worried for her as he hadn't spoken to her at all after he had gotten back from their secret meeting at the cyber-suburbs, in the poorer part of Shanghai.
