My first Story about Inception. The best movie to date in my life so far. lol :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Inception (sadly) nor do I own the characters or anything related.

Right after the Fisher job, everyone had parted their ways. Cobb back to his two children, Yusuf back to his wife in Mombassa, Eames, going back to God knows where, Ariadne finishing her studies in collage, and Arthur, well... no one knows.

Everything was new to Ariadne. Getting back to her regular everyday life, before Cobb had asked her to join the team. Everyone else was used to the idea of parting ways and not looking back, but this was new to her. And it was definatley hard. Everyday she would always walk back into the old wearhouse where herself and her team would meet to discuss the terms of the job. Sometimes it caused Ariadne a lot of pain, other times she would just do nothing. Her grades dropped drastically. She blocked out her friends, not answering her phone when they called. She shut herself out to the entire world.

It was raining outside, and to Ariadne it looked like the perfect day to go for a walk back to the wearhouse. She grabbed her black knee length rain coat and took off from her dorm, ignoring the fact that she had classes in an hour. She was used to the fact of skipping class that it was second nature to her. As she was walking she felt like someone was following her, she turned her head slowly to the left noticing there was a black sleek Audi driving slowly behind her. Once she had noticed she began to quicken her pace hopping she would lose the car's tracks on her way. After about 10 minutes of sprint walking she noticed that the car was gone. This caused her heart rate to slow down, and even her breathing. She had noticed the old worn out building infront of her just a few feet away. Each time she entered, it always caused her to break down and cry. She had taken a deep breath and walked inside, noticing nothing had changed from the other times she was here.

"Why is it so hard to forget this? Cobb, Eames, Yusuf, and Arthur seem fine. Why can't I just block this out of my mind!" All of her bottled up frustration caused her to kick one of the old lawn chairs that her or the others would lie on when they were down under. She had chosen to sit on the chair after she had abused it with a violent kick. As she sat down she rested her elbows on her knees, held her face with her hands and began to cry. All of this was too much for her. But she loved the pain, it reminded her that none of this was a dream, that it was real meeting Cobb, and the others. That was the only good thing she saw about being abandoned on her own. Then she heard something strange. She heard the front door of the wearhouse close with a loud bang. This caused her to jump out of her seat and turn around. Only to find, Eames, Cobb, Yusuf and Arthur, staring back at her with blank faces. She couldn't believe her eyes. At first she thought her mind was playing tricks on her. Thinking it was a dream she had reached into her coat and had grabbed a hold onto her totem.

"It's real. Don't worry." Cobb's word had said, filling up the empty room. She had looked up at Cobb, blank faced, not knowing what to say.

"Well then a "Hello to you too!" Eames had said while taking 5 swift steps towards her and wrapping his strong musscled arms around her small form. She still couldn't find the strenght to say anything. Thinking it was still a dream, she thought she would wake up any minute. After Eames had let go she still had a face of confusion.

"Still don't believe us?" Cobb had announced towards her. Ariadne just moved her head side to side, not saying a word.

"You know there's an easy way to find out?" This caused Ariadne to nodd her head. She reached into her pocket, pulling out her gold bishop and setting it on the nearest table. As she was preparing herself to knock it over she assumed that it would prove that it indeed WAS a dream. But the soft thump to the counter proved her otherwise.

"See?" Cobb had waited for her to say something but nothing came out. Cobb let out a frustrated sigh, not knowing what to do he just brushed it off and started to rearrange the wearhouse. Along with the others moving things around to look more neater, but it did no justice.

"Cobb?" The sound of her low, dry voice caused everyone to stop and look at her.

"What are you doing here."

"It's simple isn't it? We're going to perform another Inception." This caused Ariadne to snap her warm chocolate eyes at Cobb, like he had just said something completely insane.

"I hope you don't mind but I didn't bring an architect because I assumed that you would be up for the job?" Cobb had looked up at her, waiting for her answer. Nothing. She just stared at him blankly for what seemed like decades. Finally after the moment had passed, she decided to give her reply.

"When do I start." This reply made the entire team look at her with greatful smiles.

Everyone was gathered in a circle, the usual that they did in the past when they had a meeting.

"Now, before we start anything I'm sure you all would want to know who we are going to perform an Inception on." There was a short silence, when Cobb had looked at Arthur, waiting to see if he had caught on.

"Nash."

"Who's Nash?" Ariadne had asked to break the silence.

"A backstabbing bastard, that's who." Arthur had answered, finally deciding to say something since he had gotten into the building.

"Now, now Arthur darling. There is no need for that use of language." Eames had said with his usual sarcastic tone. This made Arthur scoff, rolling his eyes, and returning his attention back to Cobb.

"Why do we have to perform an Inception on Nash?"

"It's simple. Do you remember when we had first asked Nash to join the team. He was so resilient to the idea, refusing unless he got the entire share of the money."

"Continue."

"He sold us out."

"Us?"

"Arthur and I" Cobb had clarified to Yusuf.

"I don't understand, Nash sold you out to who. Besides, I thought he agreed to work with you guys in the past."

"He did Ariadne. But we had given him no choice but to do the project with us. So, due to our dishonesty and refusing to give him any share what so ever, he sold us out to one of the most famous mafia group around. Kitamen."

"That lousy stick! Please you could snap his neck in a matter of 5 seconds."

"Yes but could you snap his mafia in 5 seconds?" There was a long silence.

"I didn't think so."

"So, I'm just going to go out on a limb here and say that this Kitamen guy, mafia, is after you two now." This statement from Ariadne caused Cobb to smile.

"No, he knows about you, Eames, and Yusuf in our group. So to add more damage he is going to attack our whole team."

"You have GOT to be kidding me!" Yusuf had shouted.

"This is exactly why I didn't want to come in the first place!"

"So what exctly is the plan?" Eames had asked ignoring Yusuf's little drama queen moment.

"It's very similar to the Fisher job we had. We head into the Kitamen Corporation, find him, either erase the information Nash had given him, or we plant a different idea in his mind."

"So let me guess, you're going to want 3 levels to the dream, aren't you?" Ariadne had asked already taking mental notes of the supplies she needed.

"Not this time, this time we're going to need 4."

"What?" Ariadn had bursted out. Having all eyes on her.

"We barely made it alive with 3 levels, and you expect us to go into 4. Are you insane. Then deffinatley the dream will collapse in a matter of seconds."

"We need for levels, the first would be heading into my subconsious, finding Nash. Second level is Nash's subconsious, third would be Kitamen's subconsious, and then Ariadne, we would have to go into your subconsious last."

"Whoa, what? Why do you have to be in my subconsious?"

"Because you are the architect, most vulnerable. So most likely he will attack you first. But if we head into your subconsious right after Kitamen, then if he would try to attack you, your projections, would create the benefit of the doubt."

"I still don't think it's nessasary to invade my subconsious."

"Why Ariadne? Hiding a dirty little secret?" Eames had said with a smirk implanted on his face.

"NO! I just don't think it's nessasary."

"Well that's what I decided, and that's what we are going with."

End of chapter 1.

Sorry I know it's short. For first chapters of stories I never really know what to say, so expect from the second chapter on, for the chapters to be pretty lengthy. I hope you enjoyed it. Let me know what you think. Idea's, comments, anything. :)

Thanks :)