Que Sera, Sera
As a blonde girl with green eyes walked through a silent street lined with trees and sidewalks she heard a faint shuffling of small feet behind her. She looked behind her, but no one was there and she continued her silent journey along the noiseless street. There was another pitter-patter of small feet and she paused to look behind her but nothing was there yet again. As she paused on her walk, she stopped to think.
"Hmmm I wonder. Where I should go now?" said the young girl of about fifteen with shiny blonde hair. Her name was Carolyn Smith a ninth grader at Simi High School. She had on a large purple and silver backpack that was full of items that were as necessary for school as water skis in a desert. She was running away from being accused of something she did not do. As she thought about her destination, a shadow hurried along past her.
"What was that?" She pondered this for a while, because it was already past the morning bell that initiated the start to school. No one would be out this late; she was the only one on the sidewalk that seemed to stretch for endless miles before her. She turned around, but did not see the owner of the shadow that crossed her path. When she finally turned back around to continue her solemn walk, she saw an aged, elderly woman.
"Hello my dear." For all the silent words she had spoken, they had all come out clear as a bell in defiance of the volume that they were in. The old woman that had uttered these words had puffy, snow white hair, deep wrinkles about the eyes, short frail looking legs protruding from a light purple dress, deep chocolate brown eyes that were borderline black, throughout the figure of the old woman laid a mysterious presence.
"Yeah what do you want?" the confused young girl asked.
"Come with me," beckoned the old woman, extending a pale gnarled hand, "I can see inside your soul and I've found a deeply troubled mind. I can provide you with some relief to the torment that lay behind you. I can make your problems subside and in time dissipate."
"Oh really, I don't believe you, you'll have to do better than that." The impudent girl said with an utter lack of belief in the aged woman.
"Really, come with me then to prove me wrong." The old woman said calmly, ignoring the words that came from the coldness of the young girl's personality. The disbelieving, impudent girl followed, showing obvious contempt for the old woman she thought to be senile. She followed her along the road to a side street; it had broken down houses and brown patches of crab grass. Then the old woman stopped in front of a certain broken down squat one-story building with peeling paint on the walls, dingy windows, a dilapidated roof that looked ready to cave in, and a sign that read 'Madame Nonod's Psychic School'. All together the area was in a total state of disrepair. In later times, the building would have been a small respectable home, but in its current condition it looked like the hideout for many a hobo. As she examined the old building feeling sorry for the old, senile woman, the woman walked inside the dark entry room of the house. Sure enough, Carolyn followed her into a room that smelled faintly of rotting wood and wet mold. As she looked for the smell that emanated from the room the elderly woman swiftly walked past her to the center of the room, where there were two faded armchairs and a small opaque orb that lay on a delicate, deteriorating wooden table that had a ratty midnight blue tablecloth haphazardly thrown across it. The orb lay there on the table between the two faded armchairs. When Carolyn reached the chairs, she sat facing the one already occupied by the frail looking woman.
"Yes, yes my dear. Now place your hands on the crystal ball so that I may help you." Madame Nonod instructed. Carolyn complied wordlessly and put her hands on the ball that was glowing brightly, casting shadows upon the wizened aged face of the psychic, making her seem demonic and slightly evil. As she put her hands carefully on the ball not wanting to destroy the table that looked ready to fall apart, a dark blue that was close to black smoke seeped slowly out of the ball.
Carolyn swiftly recoiled from the ball, fearful, yet mesmerized by the smoke and stifled an enormous yawn. Her eyelids began to droop and she realized this odd-looking smoke was putting her to sleep. She tried to fight it as best as she could, but the smoke was too strong and it began to cloud her mind. She began to drift off and heard words that sounded similar to gibberish coming out of Madame Nonod's mouth. As Carolyn lay in the faded armchair sleeping in a sound doze, a large black void opened beneath her. The sleeping form of the girl disappeared from this world.
"Uggh…where am I?" Carolyn thought, still in a daze from the smoke. She looked at her surroundings and gasped. This was not Madame Nonod's Psychic School. As she viewed her surroundings, she gazed into the endless expanse of pristine green trees and the limitless periwinkle blue of the sky. She laid by lush green grass that sank under her. Flowers of almost every variety surrounded the trees and the field she was in that sat next to a winding dirt path. She heard birds chattering away as a warm, soft breeze blew through the trees.
"Where is this beautiful place?" She questioned aloud in awe. "It looks so untouched and pure." As she stood there looking though the glorious environment that surrounded her, a young man with black hair, a long, golden staff in his hand, and a deep purple robe draped like a toga over his black kimono was walking down the trail.
"Oh hello," Carolyn said to the unusually dressed boy, "can you tell me where I am?"
"Certainly, my fair maiden," the young man answered. "Before I do, I have a small question to ask of you." He explained.
"Yeah sure, what is it?" Carolyn asked, unsure of what the question was. The young man then grabbed her hands and gently enveloped them in his. She could not help but notice how strong they were. A deep crimson blush appeared on her face and she looked up into his dark, untroubled eyes. He looked so calm and composed as she was falling apart reveling in the first time any boy had held her hands. She quickly recalled to the situation and squared her shoulders.
"Would you be the mother of my children?" the boy answered with a slight smirk on his face. Carolyn gasped and stared at him in utter shock. Who was he to ask such a question to someone as young as she was? He himself must not be over nineteen.
"I-I can't, I don't even know your name and I am too young to think of such things." She replied hastily in utter amazement.
"Oh, forgive my manners. I sometimes loose my head over women as beautiful as you do. My name is Miroku, I am a monk." He said adding the last part as a tool to try to impress her into accepting his proposal of bearing his children.
A loud voice shouted, Carolyn and Miroku looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young girl with long black hair, a red and pink shirt that had large sleeves, a green skirt, and wooden sandals, and an expression that looked like death for the young monk.
"Miroku are you bothering this young girl?" The angry girl screamed at Miroku. Then the girl suddenly noticed Carolyn and her eyes widened to the size of dinner plates.
"Oh! You must be from Kagome's time." The girl said and looked at Carolyn closely, completely forgetting her rage at Miroku. Carolyn wondered what she meant and who was this Kagome?
"My name is Carolyn, can you tell me where I am? I tried to ask this guy over here, but he got sidetracked into asking me strange questions." Carolyn asked sweetly. No one could resist answering her when she spoke in this tone.
"I could tell you, but I doubt you'd understand. It would be better that Kagome told you." Sango replied, "Miroku! Come on! Let's go to Kaede's Village. Kagome might be there if she isn't off with Inuyasha or Shippo." Carolyn then started following Sango and Miroku.
After a long time had elapsed she asked, "How do you know I'm not from this time?"
"Oh, I could tell by your clothes. Even though they're different from Kagome's, they're oddly similar." Sango explained. Carolyn then looked down at her navy blue tank top, grayish black denim stretchy pants, and white and blue battered tennis shoes.
"Ahh, we're here, let's go find Kagome." Sango said as they entered an old looking village. Carolyn after hearing Sango say this looked around and saw wooden huts with thatched roofs. There were horse-drawn carriages, children playing with wooden swords dressed in kimonos and a white haired, dog-eared creature wearing a red kimono talking to a girl. The girl had black hair and a green and white shirt that had a red-knotted thing coming out from under her collar; she had on a green, pleated mini skirt with a bow and a quiver of arrows slung over her shoulder. The two were walking in the direction of Sango, Miroku and Carolyn.
"Hey Sango, hey Miroku." The young modernly dressed girl cried cheerily in greeting. Then the black haired girl saw Carolyn and quizzically looked at both Sango and Miroku.
Sango wordlessly reading the expression on Kagome's face expressed, "this is Carolyn. We think she's from your time Kagome."
"Oh!" Kagome exclaimed, "How did you get here?"
"I don't really know," Carolyn explained as she told her story to them all.
"Hmm that's odd," said a boy that looked like Miroku. Carolyn looked at him with surprise written all over her face. She looked between Miroku and the other boy quickly becoming confused.
"Shippo cut it out!" the dog-eared creature cried in anger and gave the boy a sharp smack on the head. Instantly the boy exploded into a puff of smoke. When the smoke cleared, there was nothing left but a small young looking boy with rusty reddish brown hair, green eyes, a puffy light brown tail, and fangs.
"Kagome! Inuyasha hit me again!" The little boy cried out in pain, a large bump appearing on his head.
Kagome turned to Inuyasha and cried one word, "SIT!" Then Inuyasha fell face-first on the ground, "Why are you always mean to him? He didn't do anything to you and he's younger than you!" Kagome's long and faintly boring lecture lasted forever until Carolyn piped up.
"Uhh, Kagome?"
"Yeah what do you want?" Kagome replied.
"Sango said that you might be able to explain where I am. Can you please tell me?" Carolyn asked.
"Oh yeah. You're from the present. Right now you're in the feudal era of Japan." Kagome answered. Carolyn stood there her eyes wide with fear. All of a sudden, she fell backwards into a faint. When she woke up, she found an old woman wearing an eye patch, an old-fashioned pair of Japanese pants, and a white karate style shirt sponging her forehead.
"Ahh, you're awake. Ye have got to be more careful." The old woman lectured.
"Umm, who are you?" Carolyn inquired.
"Oh, I haven't introduced myself have I? Well my name is Kaede; I am the priestess of this village." Kaede said. Carolyn sat up quickly becoming fearful of the old woman and the dimly lit room that was lightly furnished. It had wooden walls and a fabric that served as a door. Over on the side of the door there was a wooden barred window.
"Do not be alarmed, you are safe." Kaede said trying to comfort the hysteric girl. Carolyn had calmed down in an instant because she had just remembered Miroku and the others.
"Hey where is everyone?" Carolyn inquired of Kaede.
"Oh they are out somewhere in the village." Kaede replied. Just the Miroku stepped in carrying a bunch of herbs and flowers.
"Oh, you're awake; I had expected you to stay asleep much longer than this." Miroku said with a sly smile on his face.
"Why are you looking at me like that and what's with the herbs and flowers?" Carolyn asked.
"Oh!" He looked down at the flowers and moved them so that she could barely see them, "nothing."
"Lady Kaede! Lady Kaede!" A villager who had a brown worn and black hair was yelling as he dashed into the hut.
"Yes," Kaede said calmly, "what is it?"
"A girl has been found. She looks similar to that one there." He pointed to Carolyn who was watching the frenzied young man.
"Oh really? Bring her in here." Kaede replied, a strange alertness shining in her tired old eyes. The villager made a beckoning gesture to someone outside, and a tall buff villager came in and brought a girl of about the same age as Carolyn. She thought she looked familiar and strained her neck, but she couldn't see the unconscious girl from where she was sitting.
"Who was it that found her?" Kaede asked quickly.
"The half-demon Inuyasha. He would have brought him in himself but a demon was about to devour her so he is slaying the demon." The buff villager grunted.
"Hey! I know that girl! That's my friend Brittney!" Carolyn exclaimed. She got up from where she had lain and ran over to her friend. The congregation that had formed in Kaede's hut watched Carolyn and Brittney in extreme interest.
"Brittney? Brittney! Come on wake up!" Carolyn said as she quickly shook her.
"What? Where am I? Carolyn what are we doing here?" Brittney groggily yawned.
"Uhh, Brittney? I know this might come as a shock to you, but we're in the feudal era of Japan." Carolyn tentatively implied.
"Oh my god!" Brittney exclaimed. Miroku being the only one in the hut, for Kaede and the villagers had left to provide aid to Inuyasha, had been feeling pangs of sorrow for the two girls whose lives had been changed so drastically by an odd event. He had to help in some way.
"Excuse me Brittney? Will you bear my children?" Miroku asked. Before Brittney could answer, Carolyn silently stormed out of the room, quiet tears trickling down her tan cheeks. Miroku and Brittney watched Carolyn quickly storm out of the hut, then for the first time Miroku noticed how the sun reflected off Carolyn's blonde hair.
As Carolyn walked away, Kagome and Sango saw her. They ran up to her with nothing short of concern and pity.
"What's wrong?" Sango asked.
"Did something happen?" Kagome asked.
"Nothing, I don't need any sympathy. It just makes things worse." Carolyn managed to grunt out, and she continued her lonely march. Sango and Kagome then continued along and saw Miroku running down the same pathway Carolyn had previously tread.
Back at the hut Brittney was sitting alone in the dark wondering who her savior was. She had been looking for Carolyn back in Simi when she met a psychic and went to her building. Some smoke was floating around the room and that's all Brittney could remember until a demon attacked her and she fell unconscious. She didn't even know who brought her here. Who was this Inuyasha that saved her life? Inuyasha then stepped into the room.
"So, are you alright?" Inuyasha asked noticing how she looked similar to Kagome but was much prettier.
"Yeah I guess." Brittney said admiring the strength that emanated from the body of Inuyasha. She also noticed the handsome face sitting squarely on his shoulders covered in a silky mane of shining silver. Altogether Inuyasha showed a radiance of a cold sense of pride and dignity that had not been forgotten.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Inuyasha growled, starting to get frustrated at a girl whose beauty he could not understand. She had medium length black hair that was straight on the top yet wavy on the bottom, a red and black spaghetti strap tank top that had the image of a flaming skull with a rose wound through its jaws. She had on blue jeans and a pair of black sneakers with red shoelaces.
"Oh no reason. I've just never seen a demon before." Brittney hastily exclaimed noticing that she had been staring at him. She quickly regained her composure and looked away. Inuyasha looked away as well, but then felt the urge to look upon her face again. He looked in her direction and she looked back and they quickly looked away.
"He isn't a demon," said a strange voice, "he's a half-demon."
"Shut up Myoga! That's enough, she doesn't need to know anymore." Inuyasha said plucking a little creature out of his long flowing hair.
"Eww gross, what is that thing?" Brittney cried in alarm. Inuyasha paid no heed and squashed the thing.
"This thing just happens to be Myoga." The tiny creature said as it popped back to normal.