Hey Guys. Inuluver1990 here.

It's been so long I don't know where to start, so maybe I'll apologize for my gross neglect. I suppose I've been in writer's limbo. I'm still struggling to write a story and actually finish it. I'd tried writing other stories after I finished Confused Love Story but I just lost the rhythm of the stories and I also tried writing completely original stories but they fell through as well.

Anyway enough of my sad story. I'm making no excuses except that serious writing is not easy. I don't intend to give up writing of course, it's my life and I agonize every single day that I can't write the thoughts rolling around in my head.

So maybe you all can help me out- lengthy constructive reviews and reasonable constructive flames are acceptable. I don't have an outline for this story. I want to see where it goes, hopefully I will finish it.

As for my other stories (the unfinished ones), I'm deeply sorry, I lost my momentum and inspiration. I'm not saying I won't revamp them or continue them, but I highly doubt it. I want to put my all into my stories and I don't want to write anything I don't feel is up to par.

So please enjoy this story, forgive my rambling and do review as I look forward to reading your thoughts. My self-esteem has hit rock bottom and I could use a little encouragement.

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. Inu: Damn right you don't because look at the shit you put me in!

Summary: (Don't have one yet, unfortunately but I should soon)

Chapter 1: Prologue

King Naraku stared down into the swirling blue depths of Corpse Swallow and sneered. The body of the woman who possessed the Shikon Stone had been engulfed by the dark water, gone- vanished into oblivion for all time. A certain side of him, the lowly, lowest side- the side of his origin wanted to leap into the watery depths after her, for she was the woman of his heart's desire, the object of his heart's deep and profound lust.

Alas, his body would not allow him to take that leap into oblivion. No, he had other matters to deal with. His eyes left the water and focused on the Hanyou prince who'd nearly thrown himself after the woman who'd killed herself- a stab to the heart and a backwards fall into the Swallow.

The King's yokai army had managed to intercept his final destination and now he was struggling under ropes, spears and all manner of weapons but Naraku knew it wouldn't be long before the rebellious canine prince overcame the ten thousand head army. Raising his hand, a black ball of miasma formed and Naraku stepped forward to the Hanyou, his eyes cold as the Swallow.

"At last we meet," The King said, his voice snakelike and venomous.

The Hanyou remained silent, his fair countenance a study of hatred, anger and pain poorly hidden.

"Was it love you held for her?" The King asked pointing his chin to the infamous blue hole where the corpses of evil demons was thrown, their powers sealed within.

The dog demon's golden eyes sparked with the depth of his hatred.

"Love. Such a pitiable emotion to possess," The King's army, a mass of demons of all shapes, colors and sizes, all heinous, disgusting and ruthless in appearance began to snicker.

"Woe to the one who finds himself in love with a woman such as Priestess Kikyo of the Veil," The King continued, "Look at ye, left by her- left alone in this world by that whore of a woman who captured your black heart."

A growl reverberated from the throat of the handsome Hanyou, the King saw his claws elongate, his teeth gleaming with its sharpness and desire to tear into his enemies.

"I suppose one can understand, considering the taint of your bloodline, why the likes of you would fall for such a beauty who possessed power, grace and kindness. She was too a pariah. No doubt you thought you'd found a kindred spirit" The King's dark eyes swept over the Hanyou's poorly garbed body. He was the son of the most powerful dog demon, Taisho the Great and Terrible and the impoverished Noblewoman Izayoi of the East. However, they were both dead and the Hanyou prince was impoverished and an outcast.

"But I must say you have caused me much problems," Naraku's eyes narrowed, the ball of miasma growing in his hand. "You have postponed my inevitable rule over Musashi. I must now wait for the next few hundred years for the spring of my reign to come yet again. However, my winter will not be so cold, for the sight of you enslaved and beaten until near death each day shall warm me and keep me satisfied until then."

The Hanyou's powers seemed to multiply after those words and with his claws and fangs he began to tear through the king's army that held him captive, but he'd already been considerably weakened trying to stop his beloved Kikyo from killing herself and now he was fighting off of his final strength. He didn't exactly know what happened after he felt the pain of his claws and fangs elongating, a darkness spread through his body, as if the demon he always heard within him had surfaced. All he knew after that moment was that the King drove the orb of miasma into his body and everything went black.

534 years later

Yoshihiko Higurashi, owner of the Higurashi Shrine that enclosed the infamous Corpse Hollow watched as his daughter Saya, sat down on the bench before Ages, a great tree that had stood tall for hundreds of years. It was a symbol of strength, hope and power to overcome all adversity, but it also soothed the souls of those who are distressed and confused.

He sighed sadly knowing the reason Saya needed to seek help from Ages, her husband, Yukio had died three weeks ago- a freak car accident had taken his life. Now, Yoshihiko watched as Saya bent her head and cried for the love of her life who was gone and the baby who followed in his wake a week after. Pain and devastation consumed her. To lose a husband and child in one winter was unspeakable.

Turning away, Yoshihiko left his daughter to mourn in privacy. He headed to the backhouse of the shrine where he stored all kinds of antiques and historical treasures. Hopefully he could find something to aid his child before she despaired and followed her family into the afterlife.

Saya wept rubbing her belly with her left hand that was still adorned by the ring her husband had given to her just months before. How? How did it all end up as such? Holding herself she allowed the tears to stain her face and soak her paisley print dress. What had she done to deserve such a terrible fate? She just couldn't understand.

That was the reason she sought the aid of Ages, a sacred tree their family owned. It had given her the courage to marry Yukio and those had been the happiest days of her life. Now Yukio was dead and so was his child, and she had to wonder if Ages had set her up for such pain and devastation.

"You have figured it aright sweet Saya,"

Stricken with fear, Saya gazed at the tree and watched its branches move though there was no wind. She glanced around to see if anyone was there, but it was just her and Ages.

With a deep swallow she spoke, "Excuse me?"

Suddenly out of the tree came a nymph about the size of an eight foot female. The little clothes she wore were fashioned from leaves and only barely covered the essentials. Her hair was long, flowing and the color of amber just like her eyes. She was as brown as wood and as beautiful as a fairy. Sitting on a thick tree branch, legs crossed she stared down at Saya.

"You were chosen for a certain duty, dear Saya."

Shocked, Saya got to her feet and moved away but her eyes didn't leave the nymph.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"I am the Soul of Ages," she replied as she rubbed the bark of the tree then she pointed to Saya and said, "And you are the mother of a female child born in the belly of time itself."

"No," Saya shook her head. "I can't be. I- I just lost my baby-"

"When one dies, one lives. Balance is key to this world."

Saya's eyes narrowed, "then why did Yukio have to die?"

"Sadly, sacrifices are too a part of this world," Soul told her. "You were the light and happiness of your Yukio's life. This child, until she is of age will require more of you than you have to give to another. Therefore, a sacrifice needed to be made for the greater good of this world and the world of the past."

Confused, Saya put a hand to her pounding temple. "So Yukio died because I was chosen to nurture a child that is not of my blood?"

Soul watched her reactions and saw the deep, black taint of anger and hatred boil deep within Saya.

"Who does this child really belong to and why must I care for it?" Saya asked, fingers balling into fists. "I do not understand. Why was I chosen? I've never been a mother, I have no experience."

"Sweet Saya," Soul plucked a leaf from Ages. "You were chosen not only because of the lineage of your family, but also the exposure your family has had from Corpse Swallow."

"Corpse Swallow? Isn't the name Corpse Hollow?"

"Do not be confused by such minor details," Soul told her. "Corpse Swallow is what the blue water hole was called before it dried up a few hundred years ago. It was a mystical blue hole that swallowed up the corpses of demons once thrown in and negated their powers by storing their auras within. Therefore, since the Swallow is dry it is now known as Corpse Hollow."

Understanding, Saya nodded and Soul continued. "The Higurashi family was exposed to these powerful auras, much like how people are affected by the taint of radiation from a nuclear weapon's aftermath."

"How do you-"

"I am Ages," Soul laughed, "My roots run deep beneath the soil of Musashi or rather, Tokyo as it is now called. There is not much I do not know of this age. As such, I know that your family gained powers that are lying dormant within you all. They aren't flashy powers like the ones humans create for the movies, but subtle such as having a way with children. That is your power Saya and it's been growing since you matured and worked as a babysitter, worked as a caretaker at a nursery, helped at the Children's home and the Shelters."

"Your talent is with young ones dear Saya," Soul told her. "Your light is bright and vibrant, warm and caring as a mother's; it'll provide this child of time with something she will desperately need to cling onto when she has matured and must fulfill her destiny."

"Something?"

Soul jumped off of Ages and walked to Saya who couldn't seem to move. "In the morning when you wake," Soul took the leaf and rested it on the Saya's belly that was covered by her yellow paisley dress. The leaf, like water seeped into the dress and covered her belly, "the child will be resting within and in nine months after, she will be born and you shall call her, Kagome, the Transcender of Time.

Okay guys that's the prologue! It's an idea I've been playing with for a while. I live in the Bahamas and we have lots of Blue Holes (you can research that if you want- very cool pictures online). When I went to Andros for one of my college classes (oh I've graduated and have my Associates, also own my own business) anyway, I saw a blue hole for the first time and it left such a deep impression on me I had to write about it!

It's not much but I hope you enjoyed this. I've thought up a few ideas for the next chapter. If you want me to continue then you'll see another chapter! If not…

Thanks guys.

Inuluver1990 goes to write some more.

Inu: Damn woman, I better be alive in the next chapter!
Inuluver1990: who says you'll even be in the next chapter?
Inu: I better be, bitch!
Inuluver1990 goes to write before Inuyasha kills her.