Disclaimer: Though it will be my dying wish, I do not own Inuyasha or any of its characters. Sadly, they are owned by Rumiko Takahashi.

This is my first fanfic, so please don't discard this humble author's story right away; instead, R/R, because I know I need some constructive criticism! Thanx for reading!

Well, on with the show...

Chapter 1

Meagan was dreaming. She was sure she was—this happened often, but…never quite like this. It had been a tough day; high school was definitely not a walk in the park. She had a dream every night, a dream so vivid and clear that she could recall it to the finest point the next morning. That was not the only weird thing about her dreams. They always came true, in some way shape or form. Sometimes she had felt like she had no imagination, like if she only saw real things, did that mean she was creatively challenged? It ran in the family, and started up three years ago at age thirteen. She had almost gone into shock as the things she saw in her dreams slowly but surely played out in the real world. Then she met Emily. Emily was not the same as she…but close enough. They had slowly accepted another into their secluded group—Elaina. Elaina was not as different as them, but she wasn't a conformist to say the least. It had been her friends who helped her through these times, and even though her mother tried to help, Meagan could never understand. And she probably never would, but that didn't stop the dreams from flashing through her brain at night. But now…now she was dreaming about something other than the future. She was dreaming of the past…but not quite. She was dreaming of the future of the past—but that was ridiculous, there's no such thing as the future of the past. It was almost as if two worlds had collided and the future was changing the past, though it was already history…

"Here." The girl with raven hair said decisively, setting down her bag with a sigh. She was average looking, but her uniform was foreign to Meagan. It did not matter; the dream told her it was a uniform.

"Fine." Said a sullen boy with silver hair and a strange aura about him, Meagan had never seen this aura anywhere before—it had died out by the time she was born. Hanyou, the dream told her. The boy gazed in a protective way at the girl, with his amber eyes, while she unpacked her bag and began mechanically collecting wood for a fire.

"It seems safe." He said, planning to stay up all night on watch anyways.

"Ramen?" The girl said, offering the Hanyou a small plastic cup and a pair of chopsticks.

The dream began to pull apart, giving way to the blackness of sleep, just as the Hanyou silently accepted the cup.

Meagan woke from her dreamlike state with a start. "What does it mean…?" she whispered to herself.

It was a warm gusty day, a summer day full of promise, of opportunity, of-

Boredom.

Elaina, a tall lanky teenager was slightly appalled at the lack of social interaction she was having on a summer Saturday. Meagan had avoided her futile attempts to go to the movies rather expertly, and Emily had CBD—Conner Bath Duty, which involved chasing a five year old around with a hose and a handful of soap, begging him to "stop running around outside naked!", a scenario Elaina didn't picture herself in.

So Elaina had gathered up her old sweater and hat, tied her hair back, and stepped out onto her street. It was a quiet street; her house was on a dead end, the last house, next to a thickly forested area. Her house was tall and white, a house she'd lived in all her life and knew like the back of her hand. She always loved to run into the forest, find the nearest tree, climb as high as she could, then rush on to the next tree, so on and so forth. To cut those trees down would be like cutting down all the memories of her childhood.

Elaina walked in to the forest twirling her army hat (old hat that has camouflage print on it) as she went deeper and deeper into the forest. While she was walking, something new caught her eye: a big hole in an old tree trunk. With no further thought to why that hole was nonexistent the day before, she exclaimed, "Oooooooo that looks cool and time wasting!" as she crawled blindly into the hole.

Then all of the sudden the wind started to blow outside the hole. Everything went black, terrifyingly black, so black she couldn't see the herself! She didn't know what was happening, she felt like she was dying! Was she dying? Did something in the hole kill her? Then all of the sudden it stopped. She blinked. She walked outside. Whoa! I'm not dead! She thought gratefully, and with much releif. For a moment she had felt as if she had blinked out of existence. Then she looked around for the first time at the scenery. What? Where am I? She thought, starting to panic. She was definitely not in Kansas anymore.

"Where the hell is she?" Yelled a very impatient Emily.

"I don't know you're the mind reader not me!" Yelled an equally impatient Meagan. "……(long pause of thought)………Oh yeah!" Said Emily. "Honestly, how could you forget about your own powers?" Questioned Meagan flatly. "……Don't know……" was the reply.

Emily and Meagan had been searching for Elaina ever since they had gotten a frantic call from Elaina's mom, saying that Elaina was missing when she got home from work, and hadn't come home yet. "Besides Elaina, you two know the forest the best!" She had said, implying that they looked for Elaina immediately. Emily and Meagan had quickly agreed, arriving as a two person search party at Elaina's home minutes after. The sky was beginning to darken, the sun slowly extinguishing in a burst of orange and red light. Emily only used her powers for emergencies (and sometimes when provoked), and this qualified as an emergency. The two had not spoken to each other for almost half an hour, Emily concentrating on tracking Elaina, Meagan too. They both tried not to think of what could've happened to Elaina, but it was hard; the only sounds were of the crickets and the slight rustle of branches as they made their way through the forest. Any other time it would've been fun, but not then. It was tense.

Emily finally picked up on an hour-old thought by an old hole in a tree. "I've found her! Or, at least where she was…" Meagan rushed over to the tree, examining it with her flashlight.

"Do you remember how Elaina somehow, someway acquired the ability to blend into almost any environment? Maybe she's playing another trick on us!" said Emily, slightly panicky.

"Maybe the hole's deeper than it looks." said Meagan, with a hint of annoyance. How could Emily accuse Elaina?

"Are you sure this is the day she is supposed to 'change our lives forever' and we're supposed to 'find out about our powers within'?" Emily said suddenly, surprising Meagan, they barely ever spoke of their powers. She hid her surprise, suddenly self-conscious, taking notice of Emily's intense stare. "No, the second one's going to happen later." Meagan stated, grumbling something about how Emily's not too smart. A leaf flew by, past Emily's nose and into the hole. Emily and Meagan looked on in awe as an eerie green glow filled the small clearing and engulfed the leaf. Moments later, it was gone.

"I think we know where Elaina went." gulped Emily, still staring at the hole. They glanced at each other, and without a thought about their safety, or perhaps telling authorities, they both took a running start and leapt into the gaping hole.

They both felt as though they were being ripped apart into tiny little pieces. Like dying.