DICSLAIMER: I do not own Fast and the Furious or anything else that's really famous, so, please don't sue me. I only own my character.

Black Aeon: Hi, this is Black Aeon with another Fast and the Furious fanfiction. I know I have 2 more OTHER stories that I have to do...but I can't help it. My creativity needs to be let loose before I forget about it. So...hope you like it and enjoy!

CHAPTER 1

"How dare you do this, Brian! You are not going to do this to me! Don't you even DARE think about bringing your sister into this either!" A woman in her early 30's yelled.

"I can do whatever the hell I want! She's my sister, not yours! So if you don't like it, then too goddamn bad!" A blonde, 23 year old male yelled back.

"I won't let you do this, Brian!" The woman cried.

"Watch me." Brian whispered angrily.

Brian walked out of the living room and ran upstairs and down to the end of the hallway in front of a white door with a yellow and black aluminum sign that read: DO NOT ENTER. Brian deeply sighed in frustration and quietly opened the door. He stuck his head in and looked around the room, spotting a figure sitting up in the bed, groggily rubbing their eyes.

"Brian?" the person softly and sleepily cried out.

"Hey, Baby Girl...did I wake you?" Brian asked, fully entering the bedroom.

"Hm...no. But your fighting with auntie Mary did. Can't you guys go a day without fighting each other?" the girl asked.

"No...sorry. But, that's all gonna change now. I...I need you to pack all of your things. We're leaving." Brian said.

"What? Where? Why?" the girl asked, now fully awakened by the sudden news.

Brian smiled and replied, "They finally trusted me and let me go undercover. I'm gonna go undercover for the FBI."

"Really? Brian that's great!" the girl said.

Brian softly chuckled and asked her to get ready. He watched the girl immediately get out of bed and end up falling onto the floor, tangled in her blanket. Brian laughed as the girl cursed and attempted to get out of the sheets. After finally being free of the covers, she stood up, allowing Brian to check her out. He watched his sister pack all of her clothers into two, extra large, black duffel bags. Brian noticed how his sister was very different from him in many ways. He had watched her change from a little annoying 2 year old, into a young, intelligent, stubborn 18 year old. His sister was not only different from him in personality, but she was also different than him in ethnicity. His sister was a Filipino/Japanese teen, who his father adopted when his mom couldn't give birth anymore. Before, he and his little sister weren't all that close, but after the death of their parents, they became even closer, and he took the role of over-protective brother and father. Their parents death affected his sister more than him, probably due to the fact that she was treated as if she was their real daughter and she treated them as if they were her real parents. Brian had watched her change dramatically, developing a rebellious side that was similar to his. She had recieved tattoo's against their aunt's wishes, her way of dealing with the pain of losing her parents. Brian eyed his sister's tattoo's, understanding why she loved them so much. His sister had about 10 tattoo's all over her body: she had black, angel wings outlined in white tattooed on her back, starting from her shoulders all the way down to her lower back; Faith, tattooed in cursive on her lower back; a light gray tombstone with the words: R.I.P Mom & Dad, tattooed on her right, upper bicep with a black shadow background; the U.S. Army symbol tattooed on the left side of her neck in memory of their father who was in the Army; on the right side of her neck, she had the registered nurse symbol tattooed on her neck in memory of their mother; the Japanese character for love tattooed across her chest; a Heartagram with wings tattooed around her bellybutton to represent her favorite band; black flames starting from her knuckles all the way to below her elbow tattooed on both arms; and a black/red Japanese dragon tattooed on her right leg, wrapping around her mid-thigh all the way to above her ankle. Faith adored her tattoo's because of the important values and meanings that they have for her and Brian.

"Brian?" Faith called out to her borther who was zoning out.

"Huh? Uh...what?" Brian asked, pulling himself out of his reverie.

"You okay?" Faith asked.

"Yeah...uh...get ready. I'm gonna get my stuff from my bedroom alright?" Brian said.

Faith nodded her head and watched Brian leave her room and close the door. She softly sighed and looked at herself in the mirror. She tilted her head sideways as she examined herself. She had a healthy pale complexion; dark brown-almost-black eyes; and black, mid-back length hair with midnight blue highlights and bangs that stop above her eyelashes with midnight blue tips. Faith turned away from the mirror and pulled out a large, black rolling suitcase from under her bed. She unzipped it and filled nearly half of it with the rest of her clothes, and filled the rest with all of her shoes, and important necessities. She then zipped up the suitcase and walked over her closet and opened it. She pulled out a black backpack and filled it with her black, Sony VAIO laptop; her 30gb iPod; notebook; sketchbook; chargers; and her drawing utensils. She then took of her nightwear and grabbed the clothes that she laid out on the bed. She immediately put on a white fitted tanktop; a black, short-sleeved, button-up shirt that was unbuttoned; a pair of loose-fitting, navy blue cargo pants held by a 3 row, silver studded belt; and pure white Converse hightops. Faith softly sighed and stretched her back, softly yawning in the process. She then walked over to her suitcase and two duffel bags, grabbing one of them and placing it ontop of the handle base of her suitcase and tied it so that it wouldn't fall off. She then grabbed her backpack and slung it over her right shoulder, grabbing the duffel bag and suitcase. She left her room and walked to her brother's room, gently rapping at the door. The door opened to reveal Brian fully dressed and carrying nothing but a navy blue back pack. Faith curiously rose an eyebrow at her brother's lack of items.

"Uh...is that all you're going to bring with you?" Faith asked.

"Yup, I have everything else in the car...you ready?" Brian asked, eyeing Faith's luggage.

"Mhm...I'm ready." Faith replied.

"Alright...let's go." Brian said.

They walked down the stairs, walking into the living room where their fuming aunt was waiting. She glared at Brian with so much hatred. She tried to soften her look when stared at Faith. Faith slightly pursed her lips and looked down at the ground. Brian softly sighed and folded his arms across is chest as he waited for the lecture he was about to receive.

"Where the HELL do you think you're going?" Mary angrily asked.

"Out of here." Brian answered.

"Like hell you are! Over my dead body! I promised your parents that I would take care of you till you were old and wise enough to leave! A promise is a promise!" Mary yelled.

"If you haven't noticed, I'm 23...and Baby Girl is 18. We're both legal adults! We can leave if we want!" Brian yelled back.

"Not while you are living in MY house and abiding by My rules! I am NOT letting you leave this house! So put all of your stuff and Faith's stuff back in your own rooms now!" Mary yelled.

"NO!" Brian yelled.

"YES! And NOW! If you do not...I swear Brian...the things that I will do to you! Now go to your rooms and don't you even think about leaving this damned house ever!" Mary screamed.

"You're not our mother..." Faith softly whispered, looking up at Mary.

"...Faith..." Mary softly said, astonished and hurt by her niece's words.

"You're not our mother...and you are not MY mother...I'm an adult...and you can't tell me what I can and can't do." Faith softly, yet sternly replied.

"...I may not be your mother...BUT...I have treated you as if you were my own daughter...How-how could you say that!" Mary asked.

"Don't give me that! When have you EVER...when have you ever treated me...OR Brian as if wee were your own children? When? Plus...after our parents deaths, there was NOTHING that you have done to make us feel better. You weren't their for us back then, and you weren't there for us now!" Faith asked, glaring at Mary.

Mary opened her mouth, finding nothing to say; she was stunned and speechless. Faith softly socffed and walked out of the living room and headed to the front door. She opened it and walked out of the house, stopping at the bottom steps of the house. Brian looked at his aunt, glaring back at her, ready to speak his last words.

"Don't expect us to come back." Brian said.

He walked out the door and placed an arm around Faith's shoulders, walking over to his Neon Green Mitsubishi Eclipse. Brian helps Faith with all of her luggage by putting it into the trunk. After that, he shuts the trunk and walks over to driver's side, climbing in and shutting the door. Faith follow suits and climbs in next to him in the passenger side, shutting the door. Brian revs the engine and looks at Faith who looks back. Faith looks at the side view mirror and sees her aunt standing at the porch, watching them. She looks back at Brian, signaling with her eyes that she was ready to leave. He nods his head and drives off, leaving a trail of smoke. Brian took a turn and entered the highway, speeding up a bit. For a few minutes, there was nothing but silence inside the car. Brian changes lanes taking the exit that would take them out of Florida.

"Where are we going?" Faith asked all of a sudden, breaking the silence.

Brian turns his head to look at his sister, "L.A."

Faith looks at Brian for a few moments before turning back to stare at the road. She leans back in her seat, pulling out her iPod and turning it on. She grabs her small, DJ like headphones, and puts it on. She puts her iPod back in her pocket and softly sighs.

"You all right?" Briian asked with concern.

Faith leaned her head against the window, staring out of it. "I will be..."

End of Chapter.
Sorry if chapter was really descriptive. Anyway, even though this isn't my first time doing a Fast and Furious fanfiction, it's sorta my first time doing one with Brian having a sister. So...please be a bit gentle. Hope you liked it! Please R & R!