Another "Life Rings"! Sweet! Thank you guys for your support! But please, the ones that loved my stories please write how you feel about it! Please! It's very important to me!

WARNING: You need to read the first one before this one!!! That's VERY IMPORTANT!!!

"Cars"=Pixar

Alice, Kendal, Quinn are mine.

Oh! I'm excited!!!

Rings of Fate

Chapter 1: A Glimpse of Time.

The young Mustang slipped down the embankment as she skidded roughly to a stop on the hard unfamiliar terrain. Her oil pump, her heart, pounded heavily under her panic stricken features. She was looking for something here in this strange place, it was important… she had to go back to find the answer to her troubling question…She had to find out.

She found herself swallowing hard when the sudden eeriness of the house came into view. 'This is it' she thought to herself as the harsh breeze rubbed around her sides. 'It has to be it. It's just like how he described it.'

The old faded house barley stood out from the night. A single light was poking out from the open window, guiding the time traveler towards the house. The Mustang took her time rolling towards it, she can't be seen in this time period, one mess up in the past, it's like a ripple effect in the future. She took a deep breath to study her shaking frame, she felt her ring draw her energy slowly, making her feel a little dizzy. She wasn't use to using her gift this long… she just hoped that her answer would come soon…

"Hey, what are you doing here? Don't you think you've caused enough trouble?" Her attention heightened at the conversation through the lit, open window.

She felt herself rise on her tires as she tried lifting herself enough to see inside the window.

"I should have done this a long time ago…" a different voice was present as the Mustang lifted herself up just enough to peer inside the house. A ragged old Falcon sat with the back towards the window, facing at the figure that was standing in the doorway…it was too dark…

The Falcon huffed, "And what makes you think you can come barging into my house? You've done enough; you've wreaked not only his life, but mine as well!"

The figure smirked, the blinding white teeth seemed…sharper than normal. "Oh I didn't wreak your life…"

Suddenly something flew in the air, causing the curious Mustang to quickly duck to dodge the object. Her heart was pounding furiously as the projectile barely grazed her painted roof … that was too close.

The object landed with a heavy thud in the high grass, as it tumbled down the little slope and landed before the tire of the time traveler. 'a brick?' she thought to herself as she turned towards the window. The chaos that took place inside the building made the horrible memories of her childhood come back into her mind. A chill rolled up her frame… she wanted to look, but she had to reserve the feelings… looking now might cause… well…

She kicked the object to the side… a brick in her face.

She rolled closer to the wall and waited patiently… the violent noises, the sound of objects breaking as the only light quickly died... and the disturbing sound of a sickening *thud*

The Mustang swallowed hard, as she started slowly peeking in through the window again.

The old organized room looked as though a violent earthquake struck the poor unstable house. The Old Falcon lied in a crumpled heap, as his sides were crumpled in…

The figure stood over the body, painting… "I'm taking it." She said under her huffed breath as she finished her statement before the chaos emerged.

The Mustang felt her jaw tightened… it was just as she feared.

The falcon moved under the figures tire, "I knew it!" he rasped through his shaking frame, "You were no good… you-"

A quick swift movement ended his weak speech…making the peeping tom gasp in shock…that didn't go unnoticed.

The Figure snapped its head up at the sound of the watcher. The Red Brown eyes pierced her mind…making her heart stop… making her catch a breath…she'd been caught.

"You!" it rasped with venom heavy in its voice. The heavy engine revved richly as the figure rushed to her senses… the thirst of death in its features…

She froze, her heart stopped when those Reddish Brown eyes ate at her soul…

Her eyes flashed opened as her heart pounded in her hood…painting like she raced the 500.

She felt her eyes adjust to the light that was seeping through the window… "A dream…" She said to herself as she glanced at the clock that sat on top of the little stand…8:23a.m. "Just a dream…" she tried convincing herself at that false statement.

She sighed, knowing far too well wishful thinking never prevails, "Well, what a way to start a day."

She reached around in the drawers in the stand next to her, looking for her homecoming gift Doc had given' her a few months prior … She pulled out a green leather, car made, journal.

'I think that this would come in handy.' She remembered what Doc had told her, 'Your ring is active when you dream. This is something you can keep them in.'

She smiled as she flipped to the next blank page in her journal. Most of her dreams were nothing. They mainly repeated themselves, usually what she was going to do or what she did in Radiator Springs. But this… was actually worth putting down.

She grabbed a nearby pen and tapped it on the side of the journal…thinking… then wrote a single word on the top of the page, "Past".

Then she thought the title through again, as she added a few more words next to it, "with me."

Her smile quickly faded as the dream surged back into her mind… Those Red Brown eyes…. They seemed … So…

She swallowed…there was no word that described those eyes…

"Yup," She nodded to herself as she started scribbling down in her journal, "What a way to start the day."

Naturally the first chapter is always a "build" chapter. But what I thought was funny was that I ACTUALLY had this dream! It was different but…Hey different can be good! Lol!