Welcome back, loyal readers. I hope some of my previous reviewers, along with some new ones, are reading this. For those who are wondering why I haven't updated any of my other stories, I ran out inspiration. Never fear, I'll update them...eventually. In the mean time, enjoy the story.

Hiei: Since she forgot, I'll say the disclaimer: Sroa Dwin doesn't own anything, except her characters and her penname. And maybe some of the plot. Maybe.

"Hannah! School!" called her older brother. She groaned. She was not looking forward to going to Sariyaski Jr. High. The only reason she was going at all was that her best friend Alex had asked her to come, since it was the first day.

"Hannah! You're going to be late!" She moaned and slowly, groggily got out of bed. Fumbling slightly, she reached out to the table next to her bed and put on a pair of glasses with rectangular wire frames. Blinking at the digital clock right next to where her glasses had been, she saw that she only had a few minutes before Alex would be here. Darn.

Deciding to forgo a shower in order to be ready on time, she opened her closet.

She realized, too late, that she had forgotten to get her school uniform. Oh well. She didn't like uniforms anyway. Looking at her assortment of clothes, she saw that her one tee shirt was in the wash. Which meant that all she had to wear was turtlenecks and mock turtlenecks. In eighty-degree weather.

She shrugged on a navy turtleneck over a pair of black pants. If the entire school didn't think she was either crazy or a smart-aleck by the end of the day, then she was losing her touch.

"Hannah, your friend's here!" her half brother Zemien called from the stairs. She hurried and looked for a brush to comb her thick, unruly red hair. Failing that, she grabbed a blue scrunchie and tied her hair in a ponytail as she huddled down the stairs.

Her friend Alex was waiting at the door, in a proper Sariyaski (A/N: spelling, please?) Jr. High school uniform. She had dark eyes, curly black hair going down to her shoulders in waves, and tanned skin, true to her Italian blood. Before Alex had moved to America, she had been thought one of the prettiest and nicest girls at school. But right now she was sighing, main because of Hannah.

"Can't you be conventional for just one day?" she asked as she watched Hannah slip on a pair of roller blades and grab a blue cloak from the closet.

"You know her, Alex," called Zemien, or Z as Hannah called him. "If she acted conventional, it would be the end of the world."

"True," agreed Hannah, stuffing a pair of sneakers into her backpack. Alex opened the door and they headed off, Z watching them go from the door.

"Class, we have two new students today: Alex – "the black-haired girl smiled shyly as almost every male in the room started to drool – "and Hannah." The few people who weren't still drooling at Alex, sleeping, daydreaming, or otherwise not paying attention looked at her with wide eyes. She cracked her knuckles and grinned evilly. Everyone, even those who had previously not been paying attention to her, got the message: Don't mess with me.

At least, everyone but Yusuke, who had promptly fallen asleep as soon as the class started, and thus had not realized that there were two new students. So when he was woken up by a dark-eyed, dark-haired girl, his first thought was that it was the end of class and that Keiko was waking him up.

"Just a few more minutes, Keiko," he murmured, trying to get comfortable.

"First, I'm not Keiko. Second, if you wait a few more minutes, you're going to be locked in," she told him. He blinked.

"Hey wait, you're not Keiko," he stated, only half-awake. She sighed.

"I just said that a minute ago. Now c'mon, unless you want to be locked in for the night." She walked out of the classroom, not waiting to see if he followed or not. Yusuke followed, still trying to process what she had just said.

Outside, he saw the girl who had woken him up talking to Kuwabara, Kurama, and a girl who was wearing a weird blue cloak. She had red hair tied in a low ponytail, although one wisp of hair had seemed to escape, framing her face.

"Hey Urameshi, what took you?" asked Kuwabara when Yusuke came over. Yusuke mumbled something Hannah couldn't hear, and the two promptly had an argument. Hannah saw the argument as good time to slip away, and as Kurama went to mediate the discussion, Alex and Hannah went home to study.

Hannah plopped onto her bed, exhausted. While the homework wasn't difficult – she had done college work in America – the extra work Z had given her as a supplement had been. Not bothering to change into pajamas or even pull the covers over herself, she drifted off to sleep.

(dream sequence)

She looked around. Everything around her was pitch-black. She couldn't tell what she stood on, even though she could see herself just fine. It was like she was on a colorless background.

Suddenly a young woman, not much older than twenty, appeared in front of her. She wore a blue kimono with a red one underneath. Her obi was a blue that went with the kimono, her hair, and her eyes, all of which were blue. A red hair band secured her blue hair out of her face. Hannah stared at her.

"Come with me," called the woman. Hannah hesitated. How did she know she could trust her? Her question was answered for her.

"You must see this," the lady told her. "Do not be worried, I will not hurt you." Hannah stepped forward. Suddenly her vision was blurry. As she recovered her sight, she heard the lady tell her to pay attention, for she would not get a second chance. Hannah's vision focused.

A young woman and a small child were walking through a blizzard. The woman looked like what Hannah imagined a cat demon would look like: cat ears, cat tail, but human–looking body. Her clothes were torn up, and blood was seeping through her many wounds. She didn't look as if she'd be living for very long.

The child looked nothing like the woman. Delicate white hair framed her pale face, and deep blue eyes shone like blue lights in the blizzard. She wore a white robe that whipped around her bare feet. She clutched the woman's hand, looking around them, afraid. Hannah saw her lips move but was startled to realize that she couldn't hear anything. Apparently the vision didn't come with audio.

Suddenly the woman stumbled and fell over, dead. The little girl crouched over the woman's body and shook it. When no response came, the girl gave a heart-retching wail that Hannah could hear even though no sound seemed to come out of her mouth.

Then the vision disappeared, and everything turned black.

(out of dream)

Z looked at his sister, sleeping. She looked exhausted, both mentally and physically. Poor kid, he thought. Perhaps giving her all that extra college work right after we had just moved was a bit too much for her.

She shivered, twitching. Z gave her worried look and gently pulled the covers over her. She didn't stir. A breeze ruffled his hair, catching his attention. Looking through the window, he shivered and silently left the room.

The moon was almost full.

Well, here's the first chapter. I hope it's not too short, I have trouble making long chapters. Next up:

+ Hannah's powers are revealed! Yah!

+ Z knows about Rekai? How did that happen?

Okay, loyal readers, you know the drill: review please!