A/n: Hi guys! Sorry that it's taken me so long to update but I was really busy. That and I'm trying to finish my Transformer fic "Jet Blast". It's almost to the end but I have writers block...again...and so I realized that I needed to update this story. And so, here we go!

'Divided Waters'

Chapter Two:

By KatDrama

Brown, swirling water surged around her, thrashing her until she begged for mercy. But the body of water showed no compassion. It threw her against rocks and debris, dragging her underneath its raging surface so that it was a rare treat to breathe. She would pop up over its surface and gasp for a few meager sips of air before the water decided she needed another dunking. Pain filled her body, making her wish that she could scream. Still, it was within this turmoil that Sachi held fast to Kenshin's sword. The water filled her eyes and lungs. She struggled to find her way to the surface. When she was allowed to reach the top she was only met with more hurt and terror. Sachi's eyes froze wide as she saw the large jagged boulder the river was pushing her too at such an accelerated rate.

It was with this same, terrified expression that Sachi awoke. Beads of cold sweat lined her body. She gasped for air, realizing that she was reliving the nightmare in her dreams. Her blue eyes darted across the ceiling and then to her surroundings. This is not the Kamiya dojo! She frightfully realized. In a flash she sat up, only to meet a rush of numbing pain that pulled her back down to the mat on which she laid.

She breathed ragged breaths as she tried to subdue the pain by pure will. When the throbbing in her head had subsided to the point where she barely heard the woodpecker attacking her brain she began to listen for other signs of life.

She was in a small room with a nearly dirt floor. All around her was poverty. Listening intently she began to hear strains of what going on outside the thin and dirty walls of the room. There seemed to be much yelling and cursing. There was what sounded like metal clashing against metal. Above the noise she heard a girl's voice yelling at someone "sound the gong!" So it didn't surprise her to soon after hear the hastened beatings of a gong.

This...is really weird...Sachi thought as her eyes drifted back to the thatched ceiling above her. It sounds like a battle outside. Oh, if only I could get up. Thinking this, the injured teen gritted her teeth as she tried to sit herself up on her elbows, only to receive a dosage of excruciating pain from her right shoulder. At the sudden shock of the pain Sachi reflexively screamed her lungs out and grabbed her shoulder protectively as she tried to ease the sickening feeling that she felt running through her arm. She cared not think about why her right hand had gone motionless and numb and swollen like fresh road kill.

Hearing the girl scream a little brown hair boy toddled into the room. He looked to be five at most. His eyes were wide with horror as he looked at Sachi.

Sachi smirked through the pain at the sight of the little boy. "What's the matter? Looks like you've seen a ghost."

To which the little boy gasped and ran out of the room screaming for his sister, yelling at the top of his little voice, "it's alive! It's alive! It's alive!"

Sachi delicately lay back down upon the dingy futon beneath her. She didn't know where she was or who the bleep she was sharing a house with, but one thing was for certain: she was not going anywhere for a while.

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A/n: Sry that the chapter is so short and that this story really hasn't gotten anywhere yet. I'm going to be gone for a while, so I don't know when I'll be able to update again. I intended to make this chapter much longer with more to it, but since I've been so busy I don't know when I'll be able to write some more again, so I just wanted to put this up so I could tell you guys that. I know. Go ahead and hate me! I'm really sorry, but when life gives you lemons you just have to throw them at people. Please review and tell me what you think. Suggestions would be nice.