"I've been having this dream Ino…" Sakura begin, her green eyes staring at nothing in particular.

Her footsteps slowed, until both girls came to a complete stop in the middle of the alley. Above, rain pelted down on the pinkette's black umbrella. They could hear the cars honking and driving past on the busy New York road just a couple feet ahead.

The blond girl next to Sakura huffed, putting her hands on his hips. She shook her head, her ponytail swaying behind her, the strands of golden hair going down to her tiny waist.

"Are you on acid, Sakura?" Ino asked disbelievingly, raising a perfect eyebrow at her best friend.

Sakura gave a small laugh before answering. "I wish. If I was on acid, then I'd at least be normal. But, no. This dream.. It's real, Ino. And frankly? It's scaring the shit out of me. I've been having it continuously for the past month now. Every night. It never skips a beat."

Ino titled her head, a puzzled look on her face. "What's it about?"

"It's…" Sakura begin, biting down on her lower lip. She didn't know if telling Ino was the right thing, but what Sakura needed was someone to tell this to. The dream had been tormenting her for some time now. "It feels so real…"

"Tell me, already!" Ino demanded, stomping her foot angrily.

"Alright, alright…" Sakura sighed, trying to edit the dream a little bit in her mind, so that Ino could follow along. The dream itself was rather confusing, but Sakura had managed to pull out the main plot after a month.

"At first, when I fall asleep, I'm the first thing I see. I'm crying, and there's blood dripping down my forehead, but there's no injury. In fact, I'm covered in blood, and yet there's no scratch on me. But, anyway…

"I'm looking straight ahead, there's about five cars all smashed together, and it looks like we're in a desert someplace. A deserted road, but there's five cars, and they're all on fire. A boy with blond hair is on top of one of the cars, his arm is burnt from the fire, but he doesn't seem to care. He's digging his way in the cars.

"Suddenly, I look down, away from the blond boy to see white fur underneath one of the cars. The fur is sort of stained by blood, and I feel sick and worried, and utterly useless. I can't help, so I'm stuck at the sidelines watching. I cry more.

"A handsome boy with red eyes runs up to me, he's coughing into his sleeve from the smoke. There's a deep scratch on his arm, so I touch it gently, and when I remove my hand, it's gone. The blood is all that is left of the injury. He comes close to my ear, and whispers, 'He's going to live; Stop crying.' and then I wake up."

Sakura's eyes lingered at the concrete before trailing up to her best friend's face, which was portraying a face of horror and shock.

"Wow, Sakura…" Ino rubbed the back of her neck, not sure of what to say. "That is really morbid. Do you want the number to my therapist or something?"

Sakura just shook her head, grabbing her best friends wrist and dragged her to the busy sidewalk.

"I just wanted someone to listen," Skaura stated, feeling relieved that the burden on her shoulders was removed, all because she had finally told someone of the horror she witnessed every night.

"You know what they say about continuous dreams, Sakura.." Ino whispered to her best friend, their hands entangled so that the crowds of people wouldn't separate them.

"They always come true, right?" Sakura laughed nervously.

Ino just looked at Sakura with worried eyes, forcing Sakura to tear her gaze away in order not to break down right there in the middle of the Manhattan.


And ta-dah! The first, short chapter of my new story! Its inspired by Heros. (:

The first four chapters will be about this short, it's basically introducing the main characters. Then hopefully I can start drawing together the plot so on and so forth. I think it's important to get the character development started early on in the story. As they say, the story is only has good as the characters.