GangstaSummoner: Hello everyone Thank you so much for the reviews. Once I again I apologize for taking so long. I will be leaving for college Saturday and I wanted to have a chapter out before then. Since I will be so busy and all. I think it was a little short, but you be the judge. Remember read and review and hopefully I will I have chapter 15 up soon. See ya!

Chapter 14

Jonathan stared out in utter confusion at he watched the mother of his child spirit, fade into a bunch of pyreflies and drifting off into the sky. He had just performed Kira's sending even though he was in such a terrible state. Refusing Katara's request to perform the Sending for him, he felt that it was his duty to send her. He sighed lightly still staring out in a daze over the cliff of the Bevelle Temple near the entrance. Why is this happening to me? Father, why have you come back? Kira's gone and Sakuya... "Sakuya..." he muttered as tears began to slowly make a path down h is cheeks. How could he let his father take her away? How could he let him kill Kira, especially in front of Sakua?

Katara gave a light sigh as she stared at Jonathan from the doorway of the temple. She had never seen him so tore up inside. He just lost his ex/best friend and his new found daughter at the same time. She understood how he was feeling. She felt the same way after losing Kino. As she pu lled away from the doorway, she slowly walks over to Jonathan, stands behind him and hugs him from behind. "Jonathan..." She did not know what to say to him. When she was in the same predicament, she never listened to what anyone had to say because she was so out of it. "Jonathan...I know that ou miss Kira and Sakuya, but you have to..."

"Did you know?" asked Jonathan quickly cutting Katara off. He had to know if he was the only one out in the dark. Standing firm as if he could not feel Katara's small frame against his own, he waited for her to answer him.

"Did I know what?"

"Don't play dumb Katara!" he yelled out in frustration as he pulled away from her grasp and turns to face her. "I know that you knew that Sakua was my daughter! Why didn't ou tell me?!"

Katara watched as Jonathan released his self from her grip. she flinched a little as Jonathan rose his voice. "Kira, made me promise not to tell you."

"But we are married Katara. We are suppose to be there for one another and talk to each other about these things."

"I know, but I don't break my promises," she began to calm down as she noticed Jonathan's body relax.

"All this time...I never knew. Now Kira is dead and gone and who knows where Seymour has taken Sakuya."

"I'm sure he will find us."

"Do you expect me to go on knowing that my child is out there alone? I will be damn if I continue my pilgrimage without knowing that Sakuya is safe!"

"You're not continuing?" asked Katara. She was a little in shock to hear this coming from him. This is so stressful. Seymour is controlling Sin. What more do we have to worry about it?

"I am going after Seymour," he said while walking towards the temple entrance, his black boots clanking against the marble stone guard.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Honestly, mother I don't know what to do," said Katara as she sat on the floor next to the Commsphere which was located on the Celsius. The Commsphere which was invented by Shinra before his death became a good means of communication throughout Spira. She rubs her fingers through her short, brown and blonde hair as if she was frustrated. "How am I suppose to continue my pilgrimage when m guardian has decided to desert me?"

"Katara, listen to me," said Yuna as she stared at her daughter through the commsphere. "This is not about you anymore. You and Jonathan are married now, you two have to work together. You have to stick by his side."

"But it is so hard. I never thought that Jonathan would have so much baggage with him. A daughter he never knew about; an ex/best friend who was still in love with him; a psychotic, dead father who is o ut to kill him and this crazy power that makes him insane." She groans out loud. "I'm pregant and I need him with me!"

Yuna sighs lightly, "I'm sure you will come up with something," before signing off.

"Mother! Mother!" yelled Katara, but she was too slow. She groans out loud as she leans her against the mahogany, bed post. She then looks up, blowing the loose strands of hair out of her face. "Just great! What am I suppose to do!"

"The answer is right in front of you," said Yuna before reappearing on the commsphere and logging off once again.

"Huh!" Katara's eyes quickly shot towards the commsphere and grabs it with an angry look on her face. As quickly as you could say 'stop' Katara had already flung the small device across the room shattering the nearby mirror. She slowly stood to her feet, dusting her hands off as if she had been working hard and grabs her stomach. "I feel queasy." Moving her hand from her stomach to her mouth and mutters, "Oh great!" before running off down the hall to the bathroom. Morning sickness is a bitch.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Where is my mommy!" cried Sakuya as she stared at Seymour through glossy, green eyes. They were now located in the inside of Sin, which was held a float in the sky by Seymour. The clouds was so thick that day. Rain was approaching and it was a wonderful disquise for such a creature. "Mommy..." Sakuya was so young and naive. She was a smart girl, but confused. "Where's momm," she continued to sob. She thought that maybe her mother fell asleep and she would come to rescue her as soon as possible. Everything will be like old times. The days when her mom would walk with her down the Bevelle highroad and stopping to let her take a seat on the edge of the road and splashing her feet into the cool water. Even riding the lift just to let the water spray on them. Mommy, I need you. I miss you, mommy. MOMMYYYYY!!!!!!!

"Hush child!" yelled Seymour as he stared at the small child. He paced back and forth as if he was thinking about what to do next or maybe he had something devious on his mind. He stopped for a moment and stared at Sakuya with piercing blue eyes. "Sakuya," he watched as she flinched at the sound of his voice as she sat on the steps of the small section, which was located inside of Sin. He found it quite intriguing that this pint size, girl version of Jonathan had as much power as her father. Even more than Seymour, his self. Hmmm? I might can use her. He walked towards Sakuya and pulls her to her feet.

"Where is my mommy," she asked again with tears pouring out of her eyes. She had been crying on and off for the past couple of days.

"Little one, your mother's dead," said Seymour with that evil sneer on his face.

"D-Dead, mommy can't be dead. She just to sleep." Her eyes stammered from side to side, in a confused manner.

He begins to snicker, "Ha,ha. Yes, she will be asleep for a very long, long, long, long time."

Sakuya continued to stare at him. Though she was confused, in the back of her mind she had a feeling that would never see her mother's smile in the morning or the way she would talk to her in Al hed or even receiving a hug from her again. "Mom."

"I have plans for you litle one."

"P-Plans? W-What plans?" she asked softly.

"Plans to unleash your full potential," he said as he held his hand out towards her as a small beam began to form in his hand. "I am going to make you powerful." He gave a slight smile as the moon scar, similar to the one on Jonathan's forehead began to protrude through Sakuya's. Ther small scar began to glow a bright blusih color as Seymour waved his hand over it in a circular fashion. "Come to me!" Sakuya's body went limp as she began to float into the air. The light from the scar, engulfed her body and dispersed revealing a slim, taller, a more mature version of Sakuya. She sighed lightly as she gently floated down to the ground. Her long, brown hair fell just below her shoulders, as she looked up her cat like eyes that she inherited from her mother fluttered open and lands on Seymour. Her hands were placed gentely on her slender hips, which was slightly covered by her pink shirt and a short, black, pleated skirt. "Sakuya?"

"Yes, Maester Seyour?" she asked in a flirtatious tone of voice. Though she still had no idead that this was her grandfather, she found something strangely attractive about him and sher was dying to find out more about him. There was something about him that made her want to lay everything on the line for him, Maester Seymour.