Disclaimer: Inuyasha and Co. belong to the brilliant Rumiko Takahashi, I'm just borrowing them for this story ;)
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Her Power:
Her feet cascaded across the linoleum floor as though she were walking across water. Every movement she made seemed to exude a certain degree of grace and beauty as she kept pace with the soft music playing lightly in the background.
The lighting in the room was dim and left most of the corners plunged in darkness and shadows but that didn't seem to faze the girl dancing in the center of the studio a bit as she pirouetted and leaped across the glossy tiles as though in a trance; for this was her power, her freedom.
When all else failed, she could find peace in the fact that she could always lean on the one true constant in her life: the casual grace in her movements and the subtle strength she encompassed with every step and turn she made. It was her salvation from all the chaos and mayhem that seemed to consume the world around her, and she took comfort in the freedom of it all: the music, the serenity, and steady hum of her surroundings as she flowed from one movement to the next.
The scene was magical and carried with it an air of mystery which could draw the curiosity of a hundred plus spectators.
Within moments, however, the music stopped and the magic was lost as the girl slowly brought her dance to a close and went to retrieve her things from the other end of the room. All the while, she never noticed the hidden figure peering at her from behind the pillars, watching her every movement, just as it had while she was dancing. And all the while, never knowing that, that one moment of impulsiveness would change her life forever.
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a/n:? Sorry it's short, but its only introductory chapter so if you guys review and decide I should keep going, the chapters will get longer. Comments and constructive criticism is much appreciated (and needed!) so PLEASE R&R!
~ Bambii46