I closed my book and put it in my bag and glanced at my clock, "Crap Crap Crap!" I said as I jumped out of my bed and grabbed my jacket, I was going to

be late for school. I looked out the window and saw it was raining outside and rushed out the door. There was a massive puddle on my driveway and thinking nothing of it stepped in it and... I fell down into it like it was a giant hole and then I was underwater looking up out of this "puddle", was I

drowning? I wasn't breathing but I didn't feel the need, was I dead? Soon as I thought it, everything went black.

My eyes snapped open once I felt the cold water and the need to breathe was back but I was still underwater I began to panic as my chest became tight

with need, I swam upward trying to reach the surface but it seemed so far away, and finally I broke through it and gasped for air I took several gulps of

oxygen, the tightness relieved I began to look where I was and it certainly wasn't in my driveway, this was so bizarre I looked for any sight of shore and

off in one direction I saw light and started to swim toward it hoping people were there to help.

There was a tug on my ankle and I let loose a loud yelp as I was pulled under, I opened my eyes underwater to try and see and the water was pitch black

I could only see nothingness I only thought of it as maybe a fish of some water weeds, I swam on and reached a point to where he water was waste

deep I checked myself and noticed I still had my camo bag with me 'foray' I thought, other than that I was fine except half drowned and cold. I looked up

and noticed the ceiling it was stone so I was either in a sea cave by the ocean I ruled that out since the water wasn't salty so... I was

underground...somewhere. I waded on and if I had been paying attention I possibly would have heard the light splashing behind me earlier, I turned

quickly seeing something black come at me and then darkness again, I thought to myself I'm tired of being unconscious.

I awoke to find myself wrapped in a few blankets in a simple candle lit room, what the heck I thought, and I noticed someone had changed me out

of my wet clothes and put a simple gown on instead. I looked around the room and saw being dried in front of a fireplace. The furniture in the

room looked old fashioned yet in that classy way, and on one wall was a beautiful full length mirror, the walls in the room were painted a rich brown and

there were paintings here and there on the walls of landscapes or buildings. I sat up and the instantly regretting it as o suddenly got dizzy. I sat for a

second trying to get the room to stop spinning when someone walked in and I noticed she was an older woman with her brown hair pulled up into a tight

bun, my brain finally settled down and I ended up with a headache starting to worm its way in. She saw me up and said (oh good your awake) I looked at

her and was confused to no end, did this woman just speak French? Just going along with this weird dream I asked her in slaughtered French (do you

speak English?) She looked at me like the yankee I am and she said "qui I am happy you are awake and seem to be doing well, now who are you?"

I stared at her for a minute "my name is pyper lebelle, and you are?" She looked at me studying my face "you may call me madame giry" the relation

clicked in my mind and I just disregarded it as coincidence I asked "um this may sound silly, but where am i?"

(A.N Hello all! this is my first fan-fic evar! so let me know what you think constructive criticism is useful to me, and yes i do know my way of getting pyper to the other dimension is odd but i thought it was unique and anyway hope you enjoyed. Review plz!)