It was a grave miscalculation that would possibly prove to be her undoing.

She couldn't help it. Her curiosity had simply gotten the best of her as she walked into the old Higurashi shrine where her family had lived for generations after going to the house to see her mother and grandfather and younger brother about her little sister, Kagome's sudden and rather abrupt demise several weeks ago while she had been across sea's in the U.S. studying to be a doctor.

She had expected to return home and be told by her family that her younger sister had died in some random accident. Like she had crossed the streets without looking and been mowed down by some asshole cause he was too busy paying attention to the bitch sucking him off or something.

But what they had told her was a fantastic tale about how Kagome had been passing through the bone eaters well for well over a year and had simply appeared several weeks ago without a scratch on her, and handed their grandfather a beautiful pink colored jewel that she had kept on a delicate silver chain, and told him in a weak voice to see if he could find a suitable replacement for her.

But made it clear than only someone of their bloodline could wear the jewel and pass through the well as she had. After which Kagome had shortly thereafter died for some unknown reason.

Which was part of the reason she had been called home.

Partially to attend Kagome's funeral and partially to claim an inheritance she doubted was real. So now here she was, with the 'legendary' Shikon no Tama around her neck, staring down the very well where her sister had perished and wondering what was going to happen next.

Deciding to see for herself if her mother and grandfather were right about the well (after all it was just a dumb well there was no way that it could connect the modern era to the feudal era japan) any sane person would know that. Still, Kagome had died under mysterious circumstances. And her mom and grandpa had never really lied to her before.

Not in a big way anyways.

And the bone eaters well had long been rumored to be haunted by spirits and demons and such, so it wouldn't hurt to check it out. If only to appease her own idle curiosity.

So reaching out, she ripped the seals and sutras from the old wood that her grandfather must have used to board it up after her sister's death and then quickly ripped up several boards, making just enough room for her to slip inside and climb back up when nothing happened.

Looking down at the jewel around her neck, she sighed softly and slipped the necklace down the front of her shirt where it would be hidden. After all, her grandfather had mentioned that the jewel was dangerous- that dangerous people would try to seek it out and steal it...and if that was true then there was no point in leaving it in the open for anyone to see.

Doing so was foolish.

She'd be an easy target if she didn't pay attention. And she was far from foolish. Or at least she hoped she was anyways.

Taking a deep, steadying breath to calm her nerves, she climbed up on the well's side and used it to drop down inside expecting nothing and let out a startled yelp when the jewel inside her shirt warmed and began to glow so brightly that the well went from pitch black to a blinding white in a matter of moments.

And the next thing she knew, she hit the ground with enough force to jar her and disorient her.