Ok, little recap: Kagome is not taking it well when her children are starting college and Denzo and Takara are having strange dreams. What are these dreams about? Find out in this chapter or later on. Inuyasha is not mine, but his children are. Anyway, here's Chapter 2.

Chapter #2 The New Dream and Confusion

Denzo opened his eyes as a bright light filled the room. He closed his eyes again against the light and gritted his teeth as he felt a pain pounding against his skull. Threating to crack it open.

"What's going on? Is it morning already?"

He sheild his face as he slowly opened his eyes. It wasn't morning yet. In fact, he wasn't in his dorm room. He was lying in the middle of dark void with a white beam shining from the sky, surrounding Denzo in a bright light. Denzo slowly sat up, rubbing his right temple.

"What's going on? Is this a dream?" He thought. "It has to be a dream. What else could it be?"

Then a loud scream filled the air.

"Huh? That's sounds like Takara." Denzo said as he stood up.

"Denzo! Help me!"

"It is Takara. Takara!"

He ran through the darkness, searching for his sister. As he ran the screams and cries for help got louder. He stopped when he saw a small building that was about the size of a small garage. He blinked as he noticed the building looked familiar.

"That building. It looks...Wait! It's the well house back at the shrine. We were never allowed in there."

Then the doors slid open. Denzo stared at it warily. He and Takara were forbidden from going near the well house. Why would his sister be in there? His thoughts were interupted when the screams came out of the well house.

"Takara." Denzo said as he went into the well house.

He didn't care about rules. His sister was in trouble. Once he was inside, he looked around to see a another beam of light shining through the hole in the roof and onto a well in the middle of the room, everything else was in darkness. Including the corners of the balcony that surrounded the well.

"So this is what it looks on the inside." Denzo thought. "But what was so dangerious about it?"

"Welcome, Denzo."

Denzo snapped out of his thoughts as he heard a growling voice. He slamed his fists on the railing in frustration. He had enough. This may be a new dream but he had enough of not knowing what the dreams meant and why he's having them.

"Who are you!" He demanded. "And where's my sister!"

The voice chuckled as the doors slid shut behind him. Denzo turned to see the doors closed and heard a loud clicking noise. Damn! Lock!

"You really are like your father." the voice said. "It's ashame you don't know him as well as you think."

Denzo blinked in confusion. "What are you talking about?!" he shouted looking around for the source. "How do you know my dad!"

"You really don't know, do you?"

Denzo took a step back as a dark figure stepped out of the shadows and into the light next to the well. His jaw dropped in shock. Standing beside the well was man around his age with long silver hair, red eyes with dark blue pupils with long fangs and claws. He wore a strange outfit made of a pair of red pants and jacket that made him look like he was from the middle ages. What put Denzo off was the beads the stranger had around his neck. They look like the ones his father wore.

"Hey! Where did you get those!" Denzo demanded, pointing at the necklace. "Those beads belong to my father!"

The stranger laughed. "You really don't know." he asked. "How about I show you."

Before Denzo could react, The stranger jumped into the air, landed beside him and grabbed his arm.

"Hey! Hands off, you..." Dezno started to say. His anger turned to surprise as the stranger raise his claws and quickly slashed off the wristband. Denzo watched in shock as the broken wristband fell to the ground. He and no one else was never able to get it off before. How was man in red able to? Was he...not human? No, he has to be human. There's no such thing as monsters or demons.

Then suddenly, Denzo gasped when he felt a sharp pain that speard like fire throughout his body. He groaned and collapsed the ground. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth as the pain got worse. He opened his eyes a crack to see his fingernails were growing at the fast rate.

"Wha...what's happening."

Then the pain was gone. Denzo panted as his muscles relaxed a bit. He took in a few deep breathes and slowly got to his feet, using the railing for support. As he leaned against the railing and opened his eyes. He looked down at his hands to see his nails were indeed longer then they were. Making his hands look more like claws, like the strangers'. He looked at his hands then at the stranger in front of him.

"What did you do?" Denzo snarled. "What happened?"

The stranger grinned. "You are as dense as your father," he said. "I hope your twin is not like that."

"Leave Takara out of this! Now answer me!"

"Go see for yourself." the stranger said, pointing at the well below them.

Denzo stared at the stranger warily before he walked down the steps.

"I hope your ready." he added.

Denzo stopped when he reached the last step and turned around.

"What do you mean by that?" he asked.

"You'll see."

Denzo turned his attention back to the well and slowly walked towards the well. Once he approached the well, he saw it was filled with water.

"What? Didn't grandma say the well was dry?"

He closed his eyes tightly as he got closer, placed his hands on the edge, and leaned forward before opening his eyes.

He gasped when he saw his reflection in the dark water. His black hair was silver with two matching dog ears on top of his head and his navy blue eyes were now gold. Sticking out of his upper jaw were small fangs. He was about to reach to his mouth to see if the fangs were real when he remembered the long nails. So he kept his hands on the edge of the well.

"No!' he said through gritted teeth. "It's not possible!"

"Denzo!"

"Huh?"

Denzo blinked as he saw his reflection blured and turned into his twin sister. His eyes widen as he saw her appearance has changed just like he did. Silver hair, dog ears, long fingernails, silver eyes and small fangs. Her face was stained with dried tears. She was crying.

"Denzo! Help me!"

"Takara!"

He noticed that her wristband was missing. Could it be...?

"You bastard!" Denzo yelled as he turned around and looked up the red-eyed stranger. "What did you do to me and my sister?!"

"You still don't get it?" he asked. He jumped into the air and landed in front of Denzo. "You and your sister are half-demon like your father."

"No!" Denzo screamed. "We're not! There's no since thing!"

"Oh, but there is. No one told you until now."

"No! It's not real! It's not real!"

Denzo's eyes shot opened and he shot up into sitting position. Panting and covered in sweat.

"Damn! Another dream. Was it...real?"

Denzo got out of bed and ran into the bathroom. As he turned on the light he looked in the mirror to see his normal reflection. Black hair, blue eyes and normal human teeth. He looked at his hands to see his fingernails were still short. He was fine. He sighed with relief.

"Ok, it's was nothing but a dream. It..."

Denzo stopped when he remembered what his sister told him before they left home. Did she have the same dream too?

"Oh no! Takara!"

Then, as if on cue, his cellphone rang. He went back into his room and answered it.

"Takara?" he said immediately.

"Denzo, I'm glad you're awake." his sister sobbed. "I need to talk to you."

"Takara, I'm here, just calm down a little. You'll wake the whole dorm up." he said. "What's wrong?"

Takara sobbed again before explaining what happened. Denzo's eyes widen as he listened.

"You had the same dream too?" he asked.

"Yes."

"Creepy stranger in red."

"Uh huh."

"Did he rip off your wristband and say you and I are half-demon?"

"Yeah, he did."

With that, Denzo remembered the wristband. He looked down at his left wrist to see it was still there.

"What does this mean?"

"It's nothing but a dream, Takara." Denzo said firmly. "Please go back to sleep. It's late."

"Alright." Takara choked. "See you in the morning."

Then she hung up. Denzo sighed and shut off his cellphone. He was glad he doesn't have a roommate yet and hoped Takara doesn't have one yet either. If anyone else heard about what happened. They'll be the laughing stock of the whole school. Not what they need on their first day.

"What is going on?" he said outloud as he buried his face in his hands. "What's happening?"

"No, No! You're lying. I'm not a monster!" Takara screamed, looking at her reflection in the water. Her long black hair was silver and her blue eyes were silver. Her fingernails were an inch long along with her teeth. She pushed herself away from the well and fell to the ground sobbing.

"This is a dream. It's a dream."

"It's no dream, Takara." The stranger dressed in red said. "It's real and it's true. You and your brother are half-demons like Inuyasha."

"Ahh!"

Takara screamed as her eyes shot open. She clutched her pillow tightly as her heart beat faster then normal. She buried her face in her pillow as tears ran down her face. She had the dream again and it was worse then the first one. She inhaled deeply in her pillow as she tried to calm down and remember what her brother told her eariler.

It was nothing but a dream. Try and go back to sleep.

Nothing but a dream, huh? she thought as she lowered her pillow and sat up. How wrong Denzo is. This is nothing like she ever had before. What does it mean? Takara looked at her wrist to see her wristband was still there. The wristband she's worn for as long as she can remember. Why does she, her father and brother wear that wristband anyway?

Takara got up, walked to the window and opened the curtains. She saw the sun starting to raise in the distance. She sat at her desk and buried her face in her arms.

"What is happening to me?" she breathed. "To us. Why are we having these dreams?"

Then her arm bumped something. She looked to see the small box she got from her mother. She didn't bother to open it yet. She picked it, unwrapped the ribbon and opened it. She reached in and pulled out a necklace made up of blood red beads with a small note attached to it.

"With these beads, no one who wishes to hurt you will touch you. Happy Birthday Mom and Dad." Takara read. "These must be the protection beads mom and dad were trying to sell back home. Why would they give them to me? Do they even work?"

She held up the beads in front of her and stared at them for a few minutes before she put them on. Once the beads were around her neck, Takara gasped as she felt a surge of power flow from the beads and into her body. She felt warm for second before she felt like herself again.

"Whoa." she breathed. "What was that?"

Whoa, that was a new one. Will Denzo and Takara figure out what that dream meant or is it nothing but their imagination? Find out in the next of Secrets from the Ashes of Time.