Beth: I just started my second semester for college and I already have so much to do, but screw it let's do this instead. I've had this written for months now I just finally got around to uploading it. This is my first Inuyasha story so I'll try and keep everyone as realistic as possible.

I do not own any one from Inuyasha. Just my OCs.

Summery: Nineteen year old Clara Wright knew she was going to see some shrine with her best friend Kim. What she didn't know that morning was that she'd fall through a well into another time period, become a mother, fight demons, or fall in love. To top it off turns out she's the reincarnation of a powerful priestess.

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"Why the hell are we going to see some shrine?" Clara whined to her friend.

Kim turned to glance at her best friend and grinned. "Because the history of the Priestess Mirena Shrine is so cool. And besides what are friends for other than to wake one another up at ungodly hours?" she teased.

"Oh good so you know it's ungodly to be up at the crack of dawn. That soothes my soul." Clara said sarcastically. "We're in Montana how the hell did a Japanese shrine end up here?!"

"Shortly before the bombing of Pearl Harbor a man and his family fled Japan and came here carrying timber from an ancient tree that supposedly protected their family since the Feudal Era." Kim said rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to the path. "When asked why the man said,' the great Priestess told us to. Our ancestors have been looking out for us'. We're about five minutes from the shrine. Calm down."

"Fucking praise everything." Clara muttered.

Kim snickered as they came into view of the shrine.

"I need to sketch it out for my project so feel free to poke around or sleep." she said sitting at a bench at the front of the shrine. Already too awake Clara huffed and sat down her backpack next to Kim. She stretched and took off her light sweater. Underneath was a simple black cami and blue jean short shorts. She wore black combat boots as a remembrance of her past. She headed to the shrine and entered the small building.

"Told you so!" Kim called.

Clara rolled her eyes and climbed down the small steps to the well in the middle of the shrine. A small plaque on a stand stood next to it. "Here lay the remains of Priestess Mirena (mer-ree-nah). Bringer of death and conquerer of demons and man alike." Clara read. She rolled her eyes. "What a load of tourist bullshit." she muttered. Running a hand through her dyed dark auburn hair she accidentally tugged out a few strands. She tossed them into the well and turned to leave when she heard the whispers.

'Same face.'

'Sisters.'

'Reincarnation.'

'New.'

'Power.'

'Turn back time.'

Trying to refrain from screaming Clara glanced behind her and to her horror floating above the well were dozens of shadowy shapes. She let out small scream. Her scream was cut short as the shadowy shapes pulled her in as Kim burst into the shrine. "Kim!"

"Clara!"

Clara struggled as she fell deeper and deeper into the shadows and the well. Slowly the well changed and it felt like she was looking at space. Scared and fueled of adrenaline she threw out her hand wishing to be free. As soon as she did that a black light erupted from her hand and the shadows hissed and scrabbled away. Something heavy knocked into her and she was sent spiraling into the void of the well.

"Please let me go!" she cried.

Finally she saw a light rushing at her until she was out of the well, but falling twenty feet into a river. She screamed as she hit the water. Coming up she glanced around and let the current take her downstream until she was able to reach the bank. Gasping Clara dragged herself onto the bank a little ways and laid down catching her breath. After a few minutes she stood up and gazed around her surroundings.

"Okay. I'm a forest. Figures since I was in one a minute ago." She shivered as the cooling night air set in. "First things first. Find higher ground to look for any potential land marks." She slowly climbed up a small cliff to stand above the river. She shivered and rubbed her arms to get the warmth back into them. The sun had almost set. "Maybe finding a place to start a fire would be a better option."

"I told you Jaken! I heard someone!" a little girl's voice called out.

"Now Rin stop this foolishness. There is no one out there, but us." another voice, male, scolded her.

Clara slowly stepped away from the direction the voices were coming from. She searched around for a weapon, but she couldn't find any. 'Please don't be hostile.' she thought praying. Just then the people who the voices belonged to broke through the trees. A small girl, around the age of eight, and a toad like creature with a staff stood there staring at her.

"Ha!" the girl said happily. "Told you so."

The toad huffed. Behind them stood a man around the same age as Clara, nineteen, seeming almost amused by the pair's bickering. Clara tensed her body and got ready to run if she had to. She kept her eyes solely on the group flitting between each person. The little girl, Rin, Clara remembered, glanced at her. Her smile vanished and without warning she dashed to the stranger.

"Momma!" she cried crashing into the girl and sending them tumbling to the ground.

Stunned Clara laid there wincing. The girl was heavier than she looked. Struggling Clara managed to sit up with the girl clinging to her crying. She sat the girl on her lap and let her cry.

'This has to be a mistake.' She thought. 'To the best of my knowledge I don't have any kids.'

"Momma?" she heard one of the males ask.

"She must look like Rin's mother." the other replied voice cold and aloof. "Rin was young when her parents were killed. This young woman must look similar to the image of Rin's mother that she remembers."

"Indeed Lord Sesshōmaru. As usual you must be right." the toad said respectfully.

Clara turned her attention to the girl and stroked her hair. 'Their clothes are so much different than mine. Did I stumble into a reenactment of some kind? And how did I get into the river in the first place? And why the hell did that toad speak?'

"Jaken calm Rin down and return to the camp." Sesshōmaru commanded.

"Of course my Lord!"

With one last look at the girl, Clara felt a shiver go down her spine, but maybe that was because she was wet, on the ground the man with the white hair turned and vanished back into the forest. Going slowly Clara stood up and held Rin in her arms. She cast a somewhat desperate look at the toad creature who mimed putting Rin down all while looking so condescending. Clara hated him instantly. She tried setting Rin down, but the girl only screamed and held tighter. Both she and Jaken sighed.

"Rin stop this and let this girl go!" Jaken commanded.

Through her tears Rin stuck her tongue out at him. He huffed.

"Rin, sweetie, I'm going to need you to let go now." Clara said softly.

"No." Rin said stubbornly. "You left once and you're not leaving again." She clung tighter. Clara felt her heart break at that.

Running out of ideas she sat down and began to hum softly. Eventually she added words and kept it up until Rin fell asleep. By then the moon was high and bright in the sky. Slowly she pried the girl off of her and laid her gently on the ground.

"Don't suppose you could point me into the direction of the nearest town could you?" she asked Jaken who came to get Rin.

He gave the strange girl a once over and pointed to the North. "You should reach it in about a day." he grumbled.

"Thank you." Clara said softly. She stood and began walking in the direction he pointed out. When she reached the trees she glanced back at the sleeping girl before entering the forest. When she left the while haired man from earlier stepped in. He picked up the sleeping Rin and glanced the way the stranger had gone.

"What is it Lord Sesshōmaru?" Jaken asked. "You look uneasy."

'Her scent is almost like that of the reincarnation of Kikiyo.' he thought before leaving. Without answering he turned and headed for their campsite. Jaken scrambled to catch up.

Meanwhile thanks to the bright moon Clara was able to put some distance between her and the group with minimal tripping and hurting herself. After a few hours when the sun began to rise she found a small close knit group of trees and curled up to sleep after making a small fire. Thank goodness she had gotten into the habit of carrying a lighter with her wherever she goes. That made starting a fire easier. She was so exhausted she didn't notice the large wasp like insects watching her.

"So Priestess Mirena has returned has she?" a deep voice mused as he watched from far away. "Send Lankin. We must welcome the Priestess home."

"Yes, my lord." the servant bowed and left the room.

The man never let his gaze fall form Clara's sleeping face. "Welcome home dearest."

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Whelp end of the first chapter. I hope people enjoyed it. As always feel free to message me an idea for the story.