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Disclaimer: This is a waste of time. Everyone knows that I do not own YYH, or any part of the story that I didn't make up. After all, if I did, then I would probably be rich, which I'm not. This disclaimer applies to the entire stoy, and shall not be repeated.
Author's Note: You know, I could use the dream that I based this off of as a prologue, but there wouldn't be much point in that. Anyway, Kal is based on Mandi so that Mandi doesn't kill me. The chick in my dream was actually named Sarah, and there was this really weird fake sunrise with a remote and then it broke and… yeah. Just read the story.
e/n: Hey. This is Aquira, the editor. This is my first editing job, so please tell me how I'm doing. I'm not sure if you can tell where I edited or not, but still, tell me if I'm doing anything wrong. If you find any mistakes, that would be my fault as it's my job to fix it.
Bold Italics: flashback
Bold: dream
Italics: thoughts
a/n: author's note
e/n: editor's note
Chapter 1
"Of Dreams and Discoveries"
Kalmia glanced over her shoulder, still running as fast as she could manage after a week with barely any rest. She couldn't see anything following her, but that didn't stop her. After the first three days, she'd learned that even if she couldn't see them, they were there.
"She's the only one that got away," said a strange voice in a quietly furious tone.
"And she's the only one that mattered! Why'd you let her escape?" came another voice.
"It's not my fault! I was trying not to get killed!" argued a third voice.
"Well-" began the second.
"While you two stand here yelling at each other, she gets farther away. Let's go, we don't have much time!" spat the first.
Kalmia raced down the street. She knew she was no match for them in terms of speed, but she couldn't just let them get her. Besides, it was almost dawn, and, since the beings following her were vampires, Kalmia would be able to get further away then. She might even be able to lose them.
She hadn't lost them. No matter how fast she ran, or how far she got in the day, they always caught up with her at night. Kalmia just didn't understand how that happened. Tears formed in her eyes. This was just too hard.
"There you are!" an icy voice called to Kalmia. A chill ran up her spine as she heard it.
"You know, you almost lost us that time."
"I still can," Kalmia reassured herself quietly. "It will be dawn soon. You can't follow me then."
Gasping for breath, she put on another burst of speed, trying desperately to out distance her would-be killers. A faint glow appeared on the horizon. True to Kalmia's words, the sun was rising, but with painstaking slowness. The vampires would have to take cover soon, and she could get away then.
Loud hissing and cursing tumbled from the mouths of the undead as they noticed the lightening sky. "We'll get you tomorrow, Bitch!" the vampires shouted as they fled into the remaining darkness.
Kalmia didn't slow her pace. If she wanted to keep her lead, she couldn't stop for anything. Not even rest. At least until she found a safe place to hide and regain her strength…
The strange girl ran on. She didn't seem to be going anywhere in particular. In fact, she seemed somewhat lost.
Kurama studied the girl in his dream. She was about 5' 4" tall. Her hair was dirty blonde, and fell down her back. She had green eyes that were dulled from exhaustion. She was far to skinny, looking like she hadn't eaten in days. A small jewel in the corner of her left eye sparkled slightly. She stumbled and almost fell, but caught herself and kept running, tearing her dirty white jeans in the process. Kurama was slightly taken aback as he realized that the girl was human, not Youkai. Vaguely, Kurama wondered why he would dream of a human. After all, he didn't know many human girls personally. The only one's he'd ever met, besides Keiko, were rabid fan girls.
She looked over her shoulder. The voices and harsh laughter that Kurama had been hearing must have finally reached her because a look of intense fear crossed her pale face. She sped up in a futile effort to outrun the vampires that were chasing her. They quickly gained on her, then descended for the kill.
Kurama shot up in bed, breathing as if he had just run a marathon. Cold sweat covered his face and back. He closed his eyes, trying to calm himself. He had almost accomplished this when an unknown presence entered in his mind. With a slight frown, Kurama jumped out of bed, quickly descended the stairs of Genkai's temple, and crossed the hallway to the door.
Kurama stared at the handle for a moment before jerking the door open. A figure lay prone on the doorstep, passed out from exhaustion. Kurama knelt down to get a better look in the growing light of day, pulling back long hair to see the female's face.
Not expecting the sight of the girl from his dream, Kurama stumbled backwards. He rushed to get Genkai, who was more than a little annoyed at being woken up at such an ungodly hour. Her demeanor changed as she noticed the girl on the doorstep.
"Get her inside; put her in the spare bedroom at the end of the hallway. I'll get Yukina," she said, already headed up the stairs to the ice maidens room.