Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, or its characters. I do own, however, the original characters: Alden, Cora, and Setsuko. Using my original characters in your own stories is not permitted, unless with my consent. Thank you.

Chapter 1

The Well's Distorted Magic

The rain beat down heavily upon the pavement and the grass, like brittle nails hitting wood. The dark clouds loomed over Dawn Sky Elementary, as thunder clapped occasionally. No lightning could yet be seen, but it would soon become apparent, as the thunder crashed more frequently as time crept by.

Alden sat in his car, reading a book, waiting for his younger sister, Cora, to get out of school.

Alden was an independent seventeen year old. He had blond hair with brown strands intertwined, and had a calm set of bluish eyes. He was now wearing his high school uniform, which consisted of a black polo t-shirt and brown pants. His shirt bore the high school logo, a sun peering out of the horizon, with birds soaring across the sky. Alden's school, Dawn Sky High, was just let out about an hour ago, and he decided to give his parents a break and pick her up for them before heading home. His car was parked in the school's parking lot, as the rain continued to pelt the earth.

The school bell rang. Parents piled into the school like a wild herd, walking at a fast pace to get their children. Alden placed his book down on the seat, and unlocked the car door. He reached for the umbrella under the seat, and opened the door, walking out into the rain. He opened the fairly big umbrella, able to protect well from the pounding of the enormous barrage of wet bullets. Alden approached the boisterous crowd and followed behind them, into the school.

Inside the school, there was much rushing and chaos to get to the students. Parents were rushing in every direction, Alden trying to slip past some people. He eventually got to the stairs and climbed them, only to await a massive crowd at the top.

"Excuse me, coming through," someone yelled.

"Pardon me."

"Sorry, can I just get past? Thanks."

"I need to get through."

"Oh, sorry. Didn't mean to bump into you like that."

"Push!"

"Excuse me."

"Can I just sneak past? Yeah."

"Okay, I'm just going to wait until everyone goes in," Alden surrendered, succumbing to the cataclysmic effect of the parental cluster.

As parents and guardians alike pushed and shoved their way in, Alden just waited and observed. They gradually obtained access, and rushed into the long hallway. Unfortunately for Alden, his sister's classroom was the very last classroom, on the opposite end of the hallway. Eventually, he went in and meandered down the hallway, avoiding energetic children and inconvenient scattered backpacks. Parents and children were talking loudly to one another, as teachers bid goodbye for the day.

Alden finally reached Cora's classroom, and as he did, his sister snuck up behind him, screaming.

"Ha! Here I am!" she yelled.

Alden turned around, unshaken by his sister's antics.

"Let's go. It's raining outside."

Cora was a loud, energetic girl of nine years of age. She had dark brown hair, and gray eyes that swirled and lit like a tempestuous maelstrom when emotion overtook her. She too, was wearing a school uniform, like all the other students; she had on a blue shirt and a girl's checkered skirt. The logo on her shirt was the same as Alden's, saying, "Dawn Sky," below the picture of the sun and birds.

Cora gathered up her enormous, heavy backpack that had a picture of cats playing with yarn embedded on it. It was conspicuously crammed with books and paper. She scooped up her matching lunchbox as well, following Alden down the boisterous hallway.

Some children were racing each other, others were chatting to friends, and others were playing various games, like jacks and tic-tac-toe, or doing homework. Alden led the way to the end of the hallway, where kids were playing vociferously, blockading the door.

"Excuse me," Alden said to the kids.

One of the kids, abruptly, began talking to Cora. It was one of her friends.

"Hey, Cora!"

A bolt of lightning crashed, and a crackle of thunder resonated through the air.

"Come on, let's go, Cora," Alden told her. "We have to go."

"Ugh. Okay. Bye, Shelly, see you later then."

The two friends parted, and the kids dispersed away from the door. Alden opened it, and Cora followed him down the stairs, out of the school. Alden swiftly opened the large umbrella, clutching Cora's wrist to get under. They walked quickly in the assailing rain, their shoes sloshing in the murky puddles. They approached the car, Alden about to unlock the door, when a flash of eerie light illuminated in front of them. It appeared quite suddenly and threateningly, like the very lightning in the ominous, black sky. The light then gradually became distorted, and morphed into a huge channel-like whirlpool.

Cora's eyes lit up out of sudden shock, as both Alden and her were sucked into the stunning channel, swept away, to the Feudal Era of Japan.