Before my grandfather died – at the time, I had been very young, so I'm surprised that I even remembered the story—he told my older sister and me a legend. He loved to tell legends, and I always thought of him as a legend expert. But this particular legend was one that stuck out to me; causing me to have it…I guess you could say, 'permanently' etched into my mind.

Long ago there was this princess who stumbled away from her homeland – he never gave me a name, so let's just call her…Jill. Anyways, so Princess Jill stumbled into this new land, right? She didn't know where she was or where to go, so she wandered around a bit, and suddenly…

She found a boy. Now this was no ordinary boy, Grandpa said, this boy was a half-demon who'd been sealed to the sacred tree – the same sacred tree that was currently sitting on our property – by an arrow because he'd been after some jewel that was said to have a bunch of wicked awesome power – I don't blame the boy, personally; I mean, who wouldn't want a crap load of power?

Anyways, Jill released the boy from his prison and accidently broke the jewel. Long story short, she ended up finding all the jewel pieces and defeating this bad guy, Naraku or whatever, and during her journey with the boy, they'd fallen in love.

Cool story, huh? Grandpa was much better at telling it, since he went into all the detail of battles and stuff, things that I'd never remember. She also had other companions too. The perverted monk always made me laugh.

But the story had a sad ending to it. When the jewel was completed, Jill found her way back home. Instead of staying with the boy, she was forced to leave to be with her family and loved ones. She never saw the boy again, according to Grandpa. I never did like the ending, even though it was my favorite story. I guess it's like Romeo and Juliet; you read the play or you see it and though you know how it ends you always hope and pray that by some miracle that something else happens and that they get together at the end. But then the end comes along and completely rips your hope to shreds.

And yet you still go back for more.

Mom used to get upset with my grandfather – well, actually he was technically my great-grandfather, but whatever – for some odd reason. She never told us why she was upset; instead she would drag grandpa into her bedroom and they'd argue in hushed whispered for a really long time.

Even after grandpa died, those stories stayed with me. I think they stayed with my older sister too, because sometimes she'd talk about it in her journals – psh, of course I never ravaged through her stuff, what kind of person do you take me for? I'd NEVER do that to my older sister.

But I think that it made a stronger impression on her. I don't know why, since she doesn't take made up things like that seriously.

Thing is, I never knew how true that story was or how close Princess Jill was to my sister and I. Funny how something's seem to sneak up on you when you least expect it, therefore turning your life around forever.

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The sun shone down upon 17 year old Reoko who sat outside her family's shrine, sighing as she listened to the birds sing and the cars whoosh by from below her, her violet eyes scanning the street below. She pushed a strand of her long raven black hair behind her elfish-looking ear. Where was he? She wondered as she sighed again, leaning her elbows on her knees, her cheek resting on the palm of her hand.

Suddenly, her little sister Shiori—who was a year younger—attacked Reoko from behind, almost knocking her down the stairs. Reoko tried to steady herself to keep from falling down the 56 steps – she'd gotten bored and counted them once and there turned out to be 56 very hard concrete steps leading down to the busy street. She really didn't feel like falling down them now. She glared back at Shiori, watching as her sister pushed her sister's silver bangs out of her golden eyes, grinning widely to show off her fangs.

Reoko rolled her eyes at her sister's child-like playfulness. "Shiori-chan, Where's Mother?" she asked.

"Dunno, probably inside cooking." Shiori shrugged before grinning widely, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Are you always this scared? Shiori laughed.

Reoko rolled her eyes at her sister, choosing to ignore the stupid comment. "What do you want?" asked Reoko, annoyance starting to creep into her thoughts. Why did her sister have to be so immature sometimes?

"Hmm…? Oh yes! Your boyfriend is looking for you! He called to say he's on his way now." Shiori grinned again, obviously assuming that the two of them were secretly going out. Which, of course, Reoko would never do since Tero was her best friend. "So," Shiori finally said after an accusing silence, sitting down next to Reoko on the steps, "What were you sighing about?"

Reoko rolled her eyes. "I can sigh whenever I want to. It is my life; I'll do whatever I want." Reoko patted Shiori's head, "Besides, I'd never go out with Tero. He's my best friend, nothing more."

Shiori rolled her eyes, obviously not believing Reoko's comment on Tero but she commented no further about it. Instead, she returned to the previous subject; "You sure nothing's wrong? You smell like you're hiding something from me..."Shiori started. Reoko cringed mentally; they both had weird…talents that no one else had. Shiori seemed to have a bit more than Reoko did, and smelling lies was one of them. It got kind of creepy –if not annoying—sometimes.

"It's my life! Gosh!" Reoko practically yelled, trying to keep from having to answer Shiori's questions.

"But I'm part of that life...so I don't get why I can't know…." Shiori pouted, using her best – and, unfortunately, her cutest – puppy dog face. Her puppy dog face was one that Reoko could never quite master, no matter how hard she tried. She once tried to get Shiori to teach her, but it didn't really work out. She still got into more trouble.

So as you can imagine, Reoko really didn't want to be suckered into revealing her thoughts to her younger sister, since they were thoughts that would quickly cause her sister to laugh and taunt her for the rest of her life. "Because you can't!" Reoko yelled, trying to make her point clear to her hard headed sister. Sometimes it was hard to imagine how Shiori could even be from the same gene pool, let alone her younger sister. Sure, their mom was outgoing and stubborn, but at least she knew when to back off.

"I don't get it!" Shiori yelled back, obviously getting fed up with her unanswered question.

Reoko really wanted to bang her head into the wall.

"GOSH YOU IDIOT! BAKA!" Reoko yelled. "I'm not hiding anything!" Reoko looked away, folding her arms over her chest stubbornly. There was no way that Shiori would win THIS argument.

Shiori scratched her head, very confused. "WHY CAN'T YOU TELL ME?" Shiori exclaimed.

"Because I just can't!" Reoko yelled back. It was a total bluff, since obviously she could tell Shiori if she wanted to. But the thing was, she didn't want to.

"What are you two fighting about?" Their mom, Kagome sighed irritably as she walked out holding a tray of food. The girls turned to look up at their mother who now held the tray of biscuits out to them. They each took a warm biscuit, stuffing them into their mouths.

In between bites, Shiori complained about Reoko's silence. "Mom, Reoko won't tell me anything!"

"There's nothing to tell!" Reoko grumbled as she turned away, taking another bite of her biscuit.

Kagome rolled her eyes at the childish argument, but nevertheless she turned to Shiori to settle it. "Shiori let your sister be, please. You don't need to know every little thought your sister thinks every second of her life, you know." Kagome sighed, "I swear Shiori you're so like you're father..." Kagome stopped short, catching herself before she said something she didn't want to say. "Um, never mind. You two have a good day at school…"

"No, go on…" whispered Reoko, turning to look up at her mother again with wide, curious eyes. Once again, she was trying to pull off Shiori's infamous puppy-dog face, even though she was probably failing miserably. Kagome stared at her daughter's eyes and after a moment of hesitation, she finally sighed and finished her thought out.

"You're father wanted to know what went on in everyone's lives...he was also easily confused. Not to mention he had temper problems." She smiled softly, probably reminiscing about past events that neither of the girls knew about.

Reoko giggled "There's a lot of that in Shiori." Reoko said with a smile. Reoko paused, reflecting. She obviously didn't know much about her father, much less why he and their mother split up. She looked up at her mom again, debating on asking her about their split up. "Mother," she started, her voice quiet and hesitant, "Why did father leave after Shiori was born?" Reoko asked.

Shiori nodded, also wanting to know. "Yeah why, why?" Shiori asked, practically hopping out of her skin in anticipation for her mother's answer.

Kagome sighed, wondering if she should change the subject.

"Please tell us Mom!" they said in unison when they both saw through Kagome's intentions.

"He...he cheated on me..."she whispered and turned towards her car to hide the tears. Immediately the girls regretted asking. "You two should get to school. Reoko, you need to see that 'Tero' boy. Don't you?" Kagome suddenly asked, turning back to the girls having wiped away her tears. Reoko blushed and glared at Shiori who was making kissing noises. "Well, bye, you two, stay away from the Bone Eaters well, and I'll be home late tonight, Souta's going to be here." Kagome said.

"Bye mom, love you!" yelled the two in unison as they grabbed their bags and ran down the 56 shrine steps.

Kagome watched them run down the street to where a long figure leaned against the pole who joined them as they ran past. Tero, always waiting in the same spot every morning. Kagome smiled sadly and sighed, looking up at the clear blue sky. The sky would never be as clear as the one in the past was, nor would the air be as clean. "If only you knew Shiori even existed Inuyasha, she's you're copy." Kagome whispered and strolled over to her car to get ready for what seemed like any other ordinary day.

Later on that evening

The sun was setting in the horizon, disappearing behind the distant buildings and reflecting off the glass in the main house as Reoko and Shiori were walking past the building that enclosed the bone-eaters well. Reoko stopped and she stared at the well's shrine, pondering her mother's words from earlier. "Hey Shiori, why do you think Mom tells us to never go near the bone-eaters well every day?" Reoko asked, taking a small step towards the shrine. Shiori stopped and turned to look at Reoko curiously.

"What are you thinking?" Shiori asked, but she didn't need the answer. Instead, she thought her question through. "It does seem a little…suspicious that mom would be so concerned about why we would go into the shrine…"

"Suspicious is an understatement, Shiori." Reoko grinned, taking another step towards the shrine, a sneaky expression crossing over her features. Shiori understood what she wanted immediately.

"Okay, I'm up for taking a look as long as you don't tell mom."

"As long as you don't tell, I won't tell." Reoko assured her. The girls smiled and ran towards the shrine, thrusting open the dusty well doors. It was dark and musty, sending welcoming chills up Reoko's spine.

"Whew, it's dusty in here! Surely mom could have at least kept it clean or something…cleanliness is the key to happiness, that's what she always says." Shiori laughed, trying to brighten the atmosphere. It wasn't working. Reoko shot a warning look at Shiori to stop as the two cautiously walked down the steps and stopped at the well.

"It looks like any other well, besides the fact that it's covered up..." whispered Reoko as she ran her fingers over the rotting wood covering.

"If it was so important, why haven't mom or Souta changed the covering so that it's more sturdy?" Murmured Shiori as she too placed her hand on the wells cover and pulling it away to look at her now completely dusty hand.

BANG! The girls shrieked and turned to find Uncle Souta at the door. At first, he seemed relieved – he'd probably been looking for them when they hadn't come inside promptly at 7 Pm, their usual arrival time—then his expression flashed from shock to outrage.

They'd been caught.

"What the heck are you doing there?" he yelled.

"Uh, um..." Shiori stuttered since Reoko seemed to be at a loss for words for once. "It's…it's Reoko's fault!" yelled Shiori as she pointed accusingly at Reoko.

"Hey! You were the one to suggest it!" Reoko cried, outraged that her sister would sell her out so easily.

"Well you were thinking it!" Shiori retorted, folding her arms stubbornly.

Crack, scratch...

The small noise coming from behind them was enough to end their argument. "What was that noise?" asked Shiori as she slowly stepped away from the well, her face filled with confusion and caution. Reoko didn't answer, only stepped towards the well. Though her body was screaming at her to turn and run from the building, there was something else within her that was itching to see what was going on inside of the well. One little peek wouldn't hurt anyone…

"REOKO!" Souta's voice snapped her out of her trance-like state, bringing her back into reality, "GET AWAY FROM THE WELL!" yelled Souta. Reoko looked back at the worried faces of Souta and Shiori. Shiori reached out to take hold of her shoulder to pull her away, but just as her fingers were touching Reoko's shoulder…

CRASH!

The well top burst into shreds and an arm reached out and grabbed Reoko, pulling her into the well.

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This story is compleated, its just that my cousin and I thought it would be better if we deleted the old, crapy version (we still have everything) and update new, improved chapters. If you're new to this story, WELCOME! If your with us again, WELCOME BACK! There is a sequel to this story, and it IS up, but if you get impatient with us (Trust me, I'll be updating regularly) and decide to go read the sequel, you will have absolutly NO idea whats going on. So, be patient and I'll update a TON for you. If you have questions, I'll answer them on the next post! This is a very good story, and my cousin and I have been working on it for a long while.

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Alice and Edward