Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from Inuyasha, only my OC's.

Blood slowly slide down my throat. I felt a sharp dull pain as I looked up and the white hair of the person who did this to me. The pain started to slowly fade away and I assumed that soon I would feel nothing. A hand was brought to my throat and wiped away the blood that was about to stain my shirt.

"Oops! Sorry about that. Let me just wipe it off before it falls on your pretty shirt." The cheerful Claire's worker said to me as she took a small wipe to my neck. "There we go all done! Here look!"

A mirror was placed before my face and I brushed my short, blonde hair out of the way so I could get a better look at my new accessory.

"Awesome I really like it! Thanks so much!"

"No problem sweetie! Now everything off those four racks are 20% off so whenever you ready just meet me at the register, ok?"

I gave her a quick nod and went on my way to explore the store. Mom and Dad were gonna think I am crazy to get another piercing but I just cannot help it, I love earrings! This peircing makes number 9. I just love how the look gives me a little edgy feeling to my already young, baby face.

I search around the store and grab a few pairs of earring and spend more money than I probably should but hey, the life of a college student. Spend money on things that aren't important and think you will be fine and never under any circumstance check your bank account. Yeah, I think I'll be good. I jump in my car, plug in my phone and crank my music up. The drive home is filled with traffic, stupid me for choosing to go out around rush hour. It takes me about 40 minutes longer than usual to get home but eventually I am driving down my gravel road along the woods edge.

I pull into my driveway and throw my car into park. I jump out and admire my beautiful vehicle, because it was the first real "adult thing" I ever bought. Sure my mom technically bought it but I'm paying her back in installments; so yes, it is mine. As a walk up to my porch I turn to admire the woods. I always loved this house and dread whenever my parents talk about moving. You see, we live in a not so good neighborhood so it would probably be smart to move, but at the same time our house is kind of secluded being at the end of the road and half surrounded by woods.

The woods. Ah, the good old days when me and my siblings would spend countless hours in there climbing trees, building forts, and playing hide and seek. Those were the days before technology became too advance and now we find that we would rather stay inside than play outside and get all dirty, but I still remember it like it was yesterday. Sometimes I go into the woods and visit the old ruins of our forts and play back memories of my childhood.

I walk through the door and I am greeted by my father. He is going to whine when I show him my new earing. Every time I would get a new one he would use his whining voice and go, 'Krissstaaa, why do you keep getting more huh? Do you want to make your daddy sad?' And then he would do a little pout. I would of course reply, 'Oh chill dad. It's not like I am getting all tatted up, it's just my ears that I like pierced. I promise nowhere else.' He would let out a sigh of relief and then I would bring my finger to my head in a thinking stance and add, 'Well, maybe my belly button though.' To which he would burst out into fake sad sobs and pull me into a bear hug.

"Hello Krista Cub!" He calls me by little nickname from his chair.

"Hey dad! What are you doing home so early?"

"I let the guys go early today and decided I would to so I can spend some time with my family. Wanna go out to dinner?"

"Um is that even a question? Of course I do!" I love family dinners! I guess I will wait to then to show everyone my new addition. "When and where?"

"I don't know ask your mother."

"Alright." I walk over to my dad and give him a kiss on the cheek. He looks up and smiles at me. I always loved my dad's smile. He has a sharp crooked tooth that always hangs out funny when he does, and his eyes seem to sparkle. Those clear blue eyes, the same ones I luckily inherited from him. My other siblings followed my mom and got brown eyes, but not me. Nope, I got blue.

I begin my search for my mom and eventually I find her back in the office doing some paperwork.

"Hey mom! Where we going to dinner and what time?"

"Oh hey Kris. When did you get home?" She turns her chair around and faces me.

"Oh, like two seconds ago. So where are we going?" I ask again. My mother likes to talk so if I do not get to the point we will be back here forever conversing about god knows what, but I can't really complain, I like to talk too. I guess that's something I got from her.

"Red lobster." I give off a little cheer, and she continues. "I invited Kevin and Katrina and they said they would meet us there."

"Forreal! So this is gonna be the whole family together huh? It's been awhile."

"Yeah it has. It's a surprise that you and May are both off tonight, usually doesn't happen."

"Ugh, tell me about, when I am not at school I am working. Anyways, Imma hop in the shower before we go is that cool?"

"Yeah that's fine. What time is it now?"

I flip open my phone case. "4:30."

"Ok, we will leave around 6."

I kiss my mom and then rush to the bathroom, I want extra time so I can go into the woods before we leave. If Kevin and Katrina are going out to dinner with us I want to take a picture of some of our old forts to show them. Kevin is my older brother and moved out at the age of 23 and is now living at his own house at the age of 28. My Sister Katrina is 25 and just recently moved out with our cousin into a little condo. Then there is me at the age of 20 living at home and going to a community college. Next is May who just turned 17 and goes to an all-girls school. Last but not least we have our little surprise Milo who just turned 10. I have a pretty big family and honestly I could not imagine it any other way! I am so family oriented and I love spending time with them.

I step out of the shower and untangle the mess that is my hair. I comb the thick wavy hair into submission and it just touches the tops of my shoulders. After it's all dried it looks pretty fluffy but I always liked that it had some volume into it. It also has a nice natural crimpy wave that makes it looks like I just stepped off the beach. I examine my face, it's pretty round, thanks to my big checks, but still has a nice little heart shape to it. My lips are a little on the small size but they have a fullness to them and I actually really like my nose, it's cute and straight. My eyes are absolutely my favorite thing about me though. Deep-set, slightly hooded and a clear electric blue eyes. My examination then falls to my body. I'm very petite, thanks to my high metabolism, with a fine athletic build that I like to keep up with by jogging and daily workouts. People tell me I am pretty and I can admit that I like my body, though my boobs could be a bit bigger (cup size B), but my face seems a little plain sometimes. I usually am not one to complain though so I don't. I change into my comfortable pair of black wool fleece leggings and a long bright blue sweater, throw on my grey pea coat and my black boots. I run into the kitchen and check the time, 5:30. Alright Krista you got 30 minutes that's plenty of time. I run past my dad and tell him I will be back before we leave.

"Where are you going?" He looks at me puzzled.

"Don't worry. I'm just going to take some pictures in the woods to show Kevin and Katrina. I got my phone so I know what time it is."

"Ok than be careful. Don't want to get your clothes dirty." A swift nod and I am out the door running.

I fly into the little opening that we carved out between the trees and venture on deeper into the woods. I visit every once in a while so I still have the old paths fresh in my mind. As I approach my destination I look up and see the old ladder pieces we nailed to the trees and the floors boards above my head that we used for a platform. We never did finish building this one; by the time we started we were beginning to be too busy to all come back here every day. I test out the ladder boards and they all seem fine, plus I don't weigh much at all, so they should hold. I successfully climb up the ladder and prop myself up on the platform I take a few aerial pictures of our little kingdom in the woods. I then snap my last shot of all of our initials carved in the tree, yup that one's going on Instagram on my next throwback Thursday. I climb down the ladder and remember one more picture I want to take. One year we found a little pine tree and cut it down to make our fort its own little Christmas tree. We put it into this little ditch that was about 3 feet wide. I know they would definitely like that picture, it would bring back some good memories.

I find my way to the ditch only to discover that it is filled with water. Well that's weird, it has not rained in at least a month. Why would there be water here? I look around until I find a stick long enough. Maybe the ground began to erode and the ditch got deeper until it reached the water below the ground? I mean there is a little lake close by but I do not think these two have anything to do with each other. My stick breaks through the puddles steady coat and the water begins to ripple. The stick was about 5 feet long and already half of it is gone. Why is this so deep?! I start to pull the stick out because this was just getting too weird, but the stick pulled back. What? I tugged harder and used all my strength but this time the stick got sucked down with even more force as the water began to climb up and wrap itself around it.

"Oh no, I am not getting caught up in this creepy shit, I am out!" I exclaim to no one in particular as I raise my hands and begin to back away from the puddle and possessed stick.

I watch the stick get quickly sucked into the puddle and I start taking even bigger steps back. Now would be a good time to get the hell out of here. I was just about to take my own advice when suddenly the water begin to move towards me in a little stream like snake, slithering it way across the dirt and leaves. I froze. What the hell is happening, this cannot be real! The water touches my boot and that's when my brain comes back on. I turn my foot untouched by the water and try to run away but I just end up falling on my face because the water had already made a path twisting up my other leg. I turn onto my back and begin to use my arms to back away but it's no use; the water keeps wrapping around my body and slowing pulling me into the puddle. Now the water is up to my waist and I am being dragged across the forest floor closer and closer to the puddle. When I am inches away from being dragged under I see the water start to glow a faint pinkish purple. My heart is racing as my body is thrusted into the puddle and I take what very well maybe my last breath of air.

I try to reach down and untangle the water wrapped around my leg but how do you grab water? It pulls me faster and my arms are pushed up because of all the force. What is happening? Why is this happening? Maybe I fell of the fort and hit head and this is some strange dream and soon I will wake up lying in the forest floor. My lungs begin to burn and I am forced to open my mouth and take in a big breath of water. As I suck down the water I realize that I am not choking, but breathing. I take a few more breaths of water not believing what is happening but my lungs slowly fill with air and the burning ceases. Ok, so I felt pain. Then this cannot be a dream, but I am breathing in water. What is this?!

All the sudden my world is flipped and I find myself standing in a big pond.

"Whoa, where am I?"

It was straight out of a fairy tale. A crystal clear pond lay out in front of me, sparkling where the setting sun hit the water. The pond laid on top of a small grassy hill and from where I was standing I could see a small wooden house positioned at the edge of the woods. I looked out into the rolling plains of fresh green grass and I am mesmerized by it serenity. Something brushes against my cheek and I flinch as I watch a small hot pink petal slowing flutter past my face. I look up and find branches connected to a huge sakura tree. The flowers are in perfect bloom right now and my breath is almost taken away by its beauty. I watch as another petal slowing drifts down to my feet and touches the water.

Wait.

I examine where my feet are again. I am standing on water. I frantically whip my head to the sides and notice that the water's edge is about two feet away and here I am, just standing on the water like my feet are on solid ground. I slowly lift one foot up and set it back down. Alright, so I can stand on water now. First breathing under water and now standing on it, what's next, am I going to fly?

I slowly walk to the edge of the water and onto the grass. I am afraid that with each step I am eventually just going to fall in. Once on dry land I take a survey of the land around me. This time I do not look at how amazing everything is but try to find out where I am. Lots of grassy fields, a sakura tree, a big forest, a pond, and a small wooden cottage. I could basically be anywhere. The wooden cottage is interesting though, I mean if you could even call it a cottage. It's more like a hut with its plain wood structure and stringy roof. The doors do not even have a door, just an opening. The house and environment give me more of an answer of when instead of where.

Everything around me looks crisp and fresh. I see no signs of roads and the sky is a clear blue with a few rolling, puffy, white clouds. The smell is another hint. I have never breathed in such fine clean air. My lungs are swallowing each breath with joy. The house just reinforces my idea of being sent to the past. Though it is a far-fetched idea, it is not the craziest thing that has happened to me today. No, that award goes to the puddle that ate me.

I begin my walk to the hut since it's the only thing around here that might help me find out where I am. Maybe someone lives there and could help me, that would be so nice, but it could also be bad. What if someone does live there but they are not nice, what it they try and hurt me? What if they think I am crazy? I mean could I blame them? 'Hi my name is Krista and I just crawled out of the pond. Could you point me in the direction of my home?' My mind keeps wandering to the what ifs and soon I find myself terrified and standing only a few yards away from the hut. I take a few steady breaths to calm myself. Ok Krista, you can do this. I come to the final reason that this hut is the only sign of life around me and is therefore my best chance to find out where I am. Besides, since this hut is close to pond maybe whoever lives here knows about what it can do.

I take my final steps to the entrance when an old woman steps out to greet me at the opening. She is hunched over and only comes up to my chest. She wears a black cloak and since the hood is down I can see her long straight white hair. Her face is quite wrinkled and her nose is very pronounced and pointy, kind of like a witches, just without the nasty moles. Her eyes are what really catch my attention though. They are huge and almost look like they are going to pop out of their eye socket. The eye color is almost as black as her irises. Overall she looks like a frail, gentle old woman who spends her days knitting and taking care of her 3 cats. She lifts up a bony finger and brings it up to my face making me go crossed eyed to look at it.

"I knew my spell would work. Aha! I knew I could bring you here!" She croons out as she grabs my hand and drags me inside her hut. Spell? Maybe she is more of a witch than I thought.

"Here girly sit. Would you like some tea?" She walks over to a fire and takes off a kettle. "I just made it so it's nice and hot!"

I take seat on the floor and watch as the old lady pours the tea into two cups.

"Umm no thank you I do not really like tea. But did you jus-"

"You don't like tea? Who doesn't like tea? Everyone likes tea!"

"Yeah well I don't" I sort of give of a small laugh as I scratch the back of my head. "So let's go back to what you said before. You used a spell?"

"Correct!" She chimes in cutting me off again.

"Alright… So you used a spell and brought me here?" I let that out as a question hoping she would tell me where 'here' exactly was.

"Right again girly." She hobbles over to me and sits down right across from me handing me the cup of tea. "My, you are so skinny. Look at you! I wonder if you turn to the side would you vanish." She lets out a cackle at her own joke.

Oh great, a witch with a sense of humor. God, everyone always says that, it gets pretty embarrassing after a while, especially if someone puts it out in a group full of people. Like yes, I understand I am skinny, can we please move on now and let's stop commenting about my weight.

"Yeah ha-ha I hear that a lot. Anyways, where is here? Why did you bring me here? What are you? Can you take me back home?" My questions come flying out of my mouth. I just want to go home, or wake up, no more idle chit-chat.

"Ahh, so many questions. Tch, I guess I could spare some time to answer a few." She takes a drink from her tea. "Oh," Her eyes light up, "this is the best batch I have made so far! You should really try some! I used some brand new ingredients this time and I am quite positive that even someone who says they 'don't like tea' would surely love this!"

"Look lady I am sure it's great, but I really just want to get home. I don't-"

"How about you try my tea and I answer your questions? Who knows you might come to greatly enjoy my tea and want to take some with you?"

"Alright so I try your tea, and you answer my questions?" God, this woman was like my mom, always going of subject and talking too much when I just want a simple answer.

"Yes, I suppose I could." She looks up at me and gives me a sly smile. Well that doesn't make me trust her.

"Promise me. Swear that you will!" I stare her right in her eyes looking to see if she will lie to me.

"Oh, smart and pretty girly!" She exclaims clapping. "Alright, alright, you have my word."

I stare into her eyes a few second longer. She just looks back at me with a playful kind of look and bats her eyelashes at me a few more times, taking big blinks.

"Alright." I reluctantly say. "We have a deal than?" She nods and motions to the cup. I reach over and pick it up. The cup feels so warm and nice in my hands. I take a whiff of the tea and find that it has a pleasant smell. Apparently this look was evident on my face because the woman gave out a tiny little cheer. I looked up to here and she motioned for me to take a sip. So I did.

I've had chai tea before and I actually love that, but any other tea I had just disgusting. This tea was the exception. It was so warm and smooth that it slid around my tongue and left little sparks in its path. I am not sure how to describe the taste because I have never tasted anything like it. Imagine your favorite food as a drink and then multiply that taste my 10 and that is what the tea tasted like. My taste buds were bubbling with more and my brain was telling me to just down the whole cup. So I did.

After I finished my drink I let out a burp and the old woman was taken back but still let out a laugh. I just shrugged and set the cup down. As I released the cup I just realized what I did. I met a strange woman who said she could do magic, was pulled into her house, and drank some strange, yet amazing, tea. What if she put something in it? Am I drugged now?! Well now hold on, she did drink it herself too so it could not be drugged because than that means she would have also been affected.

The woman stared at me as if waiting for something to happen.

"Well…" She inquired.

"Well what?" I replied slowly. Oh dear God no, I am drugged! What did she do!

"Did you like it?"

"Oh right!" My reply came out cheerful. She was just wondering if I liked tea! "Yes it was amazing! Truly the most delicious drink I have ever had!"

She looked down and smiled. "I know it's supposed to taste like that. I made it so that you would taste the best thing you have ever tasted! It is completely unique to your own taste. Isn't that just fantastic! I am truly the greatest tea maker alive!"

I nodded my head "Yes, you truly are. Now if you could only answer my questions."

"Of course." She clasped her hands. "A deal is a deal, but first could you answer one for me."

"Um sure, I guess. But just one." This old woman was trying to test my patience. Well I am a very patient person and will do whatever I can to get the answer I need.

Her sly toothy smile came up again. A felt my stomach begin to drop.

"Do you feel any different?"

Author's Note: My first ever fanfiction and my first ever chapter! I am so excited to share this with you guys! Please leave a review if ya feel like it. I am not quite sure where this story is going and my updates might be slow because of college and work but I plan to make at least two a month (hopefully more). Thanks so much for reading and I hope you enjoy it!

11/18/2015