A/N: Heyy! I'm back, I know it took me long enough and I left you with a cliff hanger last time.. oopz, I don't I just don't feel up to updating and then this story doesn't get nearly as many reviews as my other story does.. I mean I get what four reviews for the last chapter and one of them was my best friend... Ok, well I won't give up on the story though, I will continue it, for the other three people who read it!

Strong Willed.

Auron's POV

This talking was getting me nowhere. He wasn't about to just let me take her back. I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him over the collar of my coat. "What possible use is she to you?"

"The same use as she would be to you. She's the one we need and I'm not about to allow some low ingrate as yourself come and take her away, jeopardizing the fate of Spira," the Maester replied as he took a few steps towards me.

I grabbed the hilt of my katana, expecting a fight. However, he stopped walking when a younger looking man came over to him. The man has brown hair that had no order to it whatsoever and was wearing a red button up shirt and black slacks. He whispered something in the maester's ear that made him smile and nod. As the man walked away he took a look at me, his silver eyes taking in every inch of my face. I ignored his looks and turned back to the Maester.

"Ok, how about this. If you can make her go, she's all yours," he said with a twisted smile.

Under normal circumstances I would have been relieved, however, the smile on his lips told me this would be anything but an easy task. Then as if on cue to my thoughts, Brooke stepped out from the shadows. "What the hell do you want?" she said in a less than welcoming tone.

I looked into her eyes. They had the same icy look they did when she ran off. They were cold and void of any emotion other than hate. I took a step towards her. "I've come back for you. Rikku's here too. You know, you're family."

She narrowed her eyes in my direction before she hissed, "My family is dead."

This is not going the way I had hoped. She looked away from me before she said, "Just leave, Auron. You're not welcome here."

I stood my ground and said firmly, "You're coming with me."

She jerked her head in my directions. "Try and make me," she challenged.

I walked over to her and just as I was about to reach arms distance, she pulled out this black sword and swung it at me. I jumped back to avoid the blade. She had her knees bent slightly and she held the sword tightly in her right hand. She motioned with left hand for me to try and come any closer. I shook my head. "I'm not going to fight you, Brooke."

She stood up straight and rested the blunt end of her new weapon on her shoulder. She walked towards me and stopped about five inches from me; She looked up into my face and gave me a look of disgust as she spat, "Pathetic."

She turned her back to me and took a step forward. But as I was watching her walk away, she let out a shout as she spun around yielding her sword. As quickly as I could, I lifted my katana up to block the attack that was aimed for my neck. She just attempted to decapitate me. I stared at her for a few minutes, shocked by her actions. However, she has no sense of remorse in her expression. It seems as if she was really looking to see some blood shed.

I pushed her sword back and she merely swung at me again. I spent the next twenty minutes, amusing those watching as I tried to block each one of her hits, without retaliating. This became an extremely difficult task, as she was a lot faster and stronger than I remembered her to be. Eventually I grabbed her wrist and twisted her arm to flip her onto her back.

That isn't exactly how it happened though. Instead, she flipped and landed back on her feet. Then keeping up with the heat of the battle she pulled me closer to her and gave me a kick to the stomach, sending me back into the wall. After hitting the wall, I slid to the floor and gasped for air. The hit had taken me by surprise and left me out of breath.

She took a few steps towards me, I guess to finish me off. For some reason though her face contorted in pain as she closed her eyes and said, "Leave now."

I was confused by her actions and I sat there staring at her. She opened her eyes and looked at me. Her eyes flashed back to their normal shade as she said once again, "Leave. Now… please."

I had no idea what was going on. I could only assume something was controlling her actions and at this moment she was fighting it, and trying to save me. I stood up off the floor and said, "I'll come back for you, Brooke."

She smiled and nodded before he eyes showed a hit of pleading urgency. She closed her eyes once more and I quickly exited the Maester's home. I ran back to the airship, and walked to the bridge. When Rikku saw me enter alone her happy expression fell as she said, "She wasn't there?"

I shook my head. "No she was."

Her face perked up again. "Well… where is she?"

I dropped myself into a chair and sighed heavily. "Still in there."

Her face was filled with confusion. "What?"

"Remember the day she ran off? How I said she attacked me, but I didn't believe that Brooke herself did it?" she nodded and I continued, "Well, she had the same look in her eyes and basically, the same thing happened."

She stomped her foot on the ground. "Poopie!"

"Let's get out of here for now. We'll come back because no we know where she is and we know where she is going." I said as I stood up from the chair.

She nodded and brought the airship back up into the air. "Don't worry, Auron. She'll be ok."

Brooke's POV

What the hell is wrong with me? Why can't I control what I'm doing? Even if I believe Tyseuh, which I'm still not sure on, I don't want Auron dead, but somehow, I couldn't control it. Blood lust ran through my veins and I tried to kill him. Luckily, he isn't inexperienced and I was somewhat able to hold myself back to warn him. I'm just glad he left. Who knows what could have happened if he didn't.

Seymour began walking towards me, his arms extended. "Brooke, dear, are you ok?"

My anger started to grow again as he approached. Is he going to try and hug me? I gritted my teeth and balled my hands to fists. As he came closer, I shoved him out of my way and walked towards the exit. "Out of my way."

"Where are you going?" he called after me.

I continued walking towards the door and over my shoulder I called, "To see my family." I threw opened the doors with a bang and made my way to the Farplane. Upon entering it, I was surrounded by pyroflies. I watched them carefully as they swarmed me. Within seconds a bunch of them plunged into my chest.

I dropped to the floor as my body convulsed in pain and I screamed out. "Ahh!" After a few minutes of excruciating pain, they came back out with what seemed to be a big ass black pyrofly. A calming sensation took over as I gaped at the pyrofly. As I was doing this, the Bevelle Fayth materialized before me.

"That is the darkness that lives within your soul," he greeted me.

I moved away from the menacing looking pyrofly. "Well keep it out of me," I told him.

He sighed. "If only it were that easy."

The black Pyrofly broke free from the others and dove back into my chest. I clawed at my clothing in a vain attempt to get it back out.

"I am impressed by your will power, Lady Brooke," he continued as he ignored my frantic state.

I pause momentarily from my work and looked up at him. "Thanks?"

"Many would be lost to that darkness, never to see the light again. However, you managed to pull out of it."

I shook my head. "No, once I recovered, this time, I merely stalled myself."

"But you stalled yourself to save someone you believe betrayed you," he pointed out.

I was quiet. He was right. Though I felt betrayed, something inside of me told me not to kill him.

"The feelings of betrayal are by far, the hardest to overcome because it plays on all your emotions. Your happiness is shattered and replaced with sadness. Your trust is broken and you become cynical. The feeling of companionship is lost to the overwhelming feelings of loneliness. Not to mention the feelings of extreme anger that comes along with Betrayal. The fact that you could overcome that, even if for a short time, shows that you are very strong willed." He paused as he approached me. He placed his hand on my shoulder and continued, "I do not believe that we, the Fayth, made an error in selecting you as the chosen one."

I looked down at my hands as I said, "But what if I can't do it?"

"You can and you will. Believe in yourself the way others believe in you. As the Fayth believe in you. Or if nothing else, as they believe in you," he said as he motioned to the figures behind him.

"Mom? Dad? Ree-Ree?" I crawled over to the images of my family. "I miss you so much! You don't know what it's like without you." I looked at my baby sister, who was smiling brightly. "I'm sorry, Ree-Ree. I really am. I really wanted to save you. It isn't fair; you were so young and never got to live. Please, Ree. Forgive me!" I shouted at the image of my sister.

"She forgives you, Brooke. Though she herself can not express that to you, she truly forgives you."

I nodded at the Fayth before turning back to her. "I won't let them get away with what they did. I'll get them back. I'll bring Zanarkand down. For you, Ree!" I stood up and brushed off my pants. "They should have killed me when they had the chance because no one screws with a Rassi and goes unpunished."

After their images faded, I turned to the Fayth. "Before I go," he started, "I wish to warn you. Be wary of Tyseuh. He is not who he pretends to be."

"Well, tell me something I didn't suspect," I said in a sarcastic tone.

"Be careful of those with power as well. You are the chosen one and others will use that to their advantage," he said as he started away from me.

But before he could disappear I said, "He isn't here."

He stopped, his back still facing me. "He is not among the dead," he paused. "And yet, to you he may not seem alive."

I put my hands on my hips. "What the hell does that mean?"

"You will see for yourself soon enough," I was about to start flipping out on him, but he interrupted on me by saying, "Be good Lady Brooke," and disappeared.

"Damn it!" I screamed as I kicked the floor. I stormed out of the Farplane, still desiring answers. As I was approaching the center of the city, I heard the Maester's voice. "Grab her!"

With in seconds, I had an army of Guado coming at me. "The hell?" I voiced as I grabbed my sword and prepared to defend myself.

"Wait!" Tyseuh's voice rang out in the midst of this attack.

Everyone stopped awaiting instructions. I kept my sword drawn as I watched all them suspiciously. Everyone was obviously confused, and the maester was beyond angered. "What do you think that you are doing?" he hissed towards Tyseuh.

He waved off his question and approached me. "Let me see your eyes," he said in a fierce whisper.

I jerked my face in his direction and glared at him. He grabbed my chin and looked deep into my eyes. He shrugged before turning back to Seymour. "She is no threat. She is fine now."

Seymour stared at me with skepticism before turning to Tyseuh. "Fine, but she is to be unarmed until departure tomorrow morning."

Tyseuh clenched his teeth and with a hint of irritation he said, "As you wish." He turned back to me and held out his hand. I looked at him with disbelief. He's got to be kidding. "Brooke, give me your sword."

I continued to stare at him, my eyebrows raised. "You're joking right?"

He continued to hold his hand out. "I'll have it back to you as soon as possible."

With all eyes on me and an army of Guado ready to attack me, I reluctantly handed over my sword muttering some foul words. The minute I released the sword, two sets of hands grabbed my arms. I struggled slightly before Seymour's voice bellowed over the crowd. "To her room."

They dragged me off to my room and literally tossed me into my room. "Rude!" I screamed as they slammed my door shut. I ran over to it and pulled on the handle. They had it locked from the outside. "Damn it," I muttered as I walked back to my bed.

After sometime of trying to figure out an escape route in my head, Tyseuh's voice echoed through the room. "There are no other ways out of this room."

I balled my hands into fists. "Stop listening to my thoughts. I don't like it and you know it."

He laughed. "Sorry, it's just so easy since you have no blocks or barriers. And since you're usually thinking, it is the only way to know what's going on in your world."

I growled at him as I said, "What do you want?"

"Not what I want…" he walked over besides my bed and held the sword out to me. "More what you want."

I grabbed it out of his hand and placed it besides me. "Now, leave."

He took a step away from me and had an amused expression on his face. "Moody are-"

"OUT!" I shouted as I pointed to the door.

His face turned to one of annoyance. "Fine, don't have to be a bitc-"

I jumped from the bed and screamed, "NOW!"

He took a quick step away from me and said, "Whatever," before he disappeared.

I laid back on the bed, eventually dozing off. I woke early the next morning. I rolled myself off the bed and walked into the adjacent bathroom. I showered quickly and got redressed in the clothes from the night before. Pulling my hair back, I stepped out into my room.

"Is that mark real? Are you truly the chosen one, who will defeat Zanarkand?" I sighed and turned to face the maester. Why is it that people think that people can just barge right into my room without knocking? "Yea, that's me…"

He walked near me and watched me as I walked around the room, gathering my things. "I must say I am truly surprised by this. I never would have imagined you were the chosen one when I found you. You were near death."

I bent over and grabbed my belts. "Yea, well that's nice."

"So your pilgrimage is to Zanarkand," he said as he followed me around the room.

I turned and was faced with the maester. I stopped from my work and looked up at him. "It was, until you stopped me and locked me in the room." I walked past him and continued doing what I was doing.

"It still is. Only I will accompany you."

My whole body tensed as those words left his lips. I wanted to leave here as soon as possible and without him. "That is necessary, your grace. I can travel alone. I do not mind."

"Do not be ridiculous, milady. I could not possibly allow that." He paused before saying, "If something were to happen to you, I'd feel horrible."

I twitched slightly, I hated that, 'you're a girl… you can't take care of yourself crap'. "Right." I stood straight up, preparing to leave. "Well, I'm leaving now."

"But, I'm not ready and you are unarmed…" he stopped as he saw me sheath my sword.

I smirked as I looked at him with an innocent expression. "You were saying?" He dashed for the door, calling over his shoulder, "I'll get my things."

I shook my head and exited my room, heading for the front doors. Before I could get out them, I was greeted by one of Seymour's groupies. "Lord Seymour, requests that you wait for him."

I rolled my eyes and continued walking. "And I request, Lord Seymour hurries," I replied as I walked out the front door.

I walked out to the Thunder Plains. I walked about a hundred feet before I stopped and enjoyed the storm. I had always loved thunderstorms. Tidus said I was probably the only person who wouldn't be bothered with living in the Thunder Plains and he's right, I would have no problem living here.

I closed my eyes and lifted my head, enjoying the feeling of the rain running over my head. As I was bringing my gaze back to the expanse of wasteland ahead of me, I heard the voice of the maester behind me. "Well, I am relieved to see you waited for me."

"I didn't wait for you. I was enjoying the storm and you merely caught up," I said as I started walking away from him. 'Maybe if I walk far enough ahead of him, he'll get attacked by a fiend from behind… oh my Yevon, I hope he can't read minds…'

'You never cease to amaze my Lady Brooke. That was quite amusing.'

'TYSEUH! What have I told you about listening to my thoughts?'

'Sorry…'

'Where are you anyway?'

'What happened to not wanting me in your thoughts.'

'Forget it. Get out of my head. Leave me alone.'

'Touchy.'

'NOW!' I was brought out of my mental battle by Seymour's ranting, "And you aren't even listening to me now!"

I looked at him with a bored expression. "What? Sorry, wasn't listening."

"Well! I must say your actions and words used towards me are nothing short of disrespectful," he spat.

'He wants to speak of disrespect?' I continued walking as I said, "But having a bunch of guard's attack me and locking me in a room is?"

He was silent as we walked, apparently choosing his words carefully. "Ok, I admit it wasn't, however, when you attack a maester of Yevon, precautions must be taken."

This statement caused me to stop walking. I whirled around and looked up at his face, "When did I attack you? I may not have been able to control what I did, but I remember distinctly what happened and honestly, I do not remember 'attacking' you."

He shifted uneasily under my gaze, which I found amusing. "Perhaps, attack was the wrong word."

My eyes widened in realization as I said, "Oh you mean when I shoved you? That hardly qualifies for an attack."

He waved his hand in my face. "Regardless, you shouldn't have done such a thing."

In a false, mocking sincere tone I said, "Well, I am horribly sorry that I shoved when I couldn't control my actions."

He nodded his head and said, "It's alright."

I looked at him waiting for him to catch onto the sarcasm that laced my last remark, but it seemed to never come. So instead of getting annoyed, I just turned around and continued walking, muttering "idiot" under my breath.

The entire time we walked, I did no fighting because Seymour felt it necessary to destroy any and all fiends with a powerful spell before I could even take my sword out. "I can fight you know."

"Yes, but we do not wish to waste time fighting fiends," was his reply.

"Nor, do we want to send an unprepared girl to fight for Spira," I said as we approached an Al Bhed inn that was located in the center of the Thunder Plains. I decided I didn't want to have to deal with him anymore, so I headed for the inn.

He grabbed my arm, something I was completely against. "What are you doing? That is an Al Bhed inn."

Growing impatient, I pulled my arm free of his grasp. "And?"

"A Maester of Yevon cannot be seen in there!" he said as he stopped walking. Seeing as how I was continuing to the inn, he grabbed my arm and added, "And neither can the chosen one."

I wrenched free of him once again. "Well, the chosen one doesn't care where a Maester can or can't be seen. Also, the one is chosen to save Spira, not the temple. Spira is everyone, human, Ronso, Al Bhed," I motioned to him as I continued, "Guado, and any and every thing in between. Now, the one wished to rest. If the Maester does not want to, then the Maester can continue on his own…"

"Fine," he muttered reluctantly as we walked into the inn.

Much to my own surprise, Rin was at the desk. "Hello, Rin. It's a pleasure to see you," I greeted him.

"Lady Brooke, it has been a while. I was worried about you after you left Auron, but am relieved to see you are well," he replied in the same monotonous tone.

I nodded slowly. "Would you happen to have two empty rooms?" I asked emphasizing the word 'two.'

"Anything for you, Lady Brooke," he said as he handed her two keys. "Room 103, and room 107."

I took the keys in her hand and bowed her head. "Thank you, Rin." I handed Seymour a key and walked down the hall to her room.

Seymour continued past her room to his own. "We'll leave first thing in the morning."

"Whatever," I muttered as I walked into my room. After pacing around for a while, I grabbed my sword and walked back out of the room. I approached Rin. "If Maester Seymour asks why I am not answering my door, although he shouldn't, tell him I'm watching the storm and wish not to be disturbed."

"I will…"

I smiled and walked out of the inn. I walked to an open area and looked around for any fiends that may be approaching. I was out in the storm for well over an hour, fighting fiends as they drew near. Now, completely soaked through from a mixture of rain and sweat, I made my way back towards the inn.

"Lady Brooke, I placed a pair of dry pants and a T-shirt in your room. If you give me the clothes you are wearing, I will clean them so they will be ready for tomorrow," Rin addressed me as I entered the establishment.

I gave him a big smile as I replied, "Thank you so much, Rin. I greatly appreciate it." I jogged to my room and took a quick shower before going to give my dirty clothes to Rin.

Once back in my room, I stretched and yawned before climbing into the bed. I wrapped the blankets around me, hoping to suffocate myself in the process. I figure death can't be worse than traveling with Seymour. Of course that didn't happen, but instead I fell into a very troubled sleep.

A/N:dodges thing being thrown at head: I'm Sorry! I know everyone wanted Brooke and Auron to get back together (as in traveling together...) But don't worry, Brooke will not be stuck with Seymour forever!I hope you liked it, not much happened, and I'm hoping to update this again soon, I've just been so lazy with my writing so i apoligze again! I have no work this week now that can be good or bad for this , let's hope it good lol ok well review! Please!

Thank You:

Anasazi Darkmoon : Sorry it took so long for my to update, I have been so lazy and then I had writer's block and then when i wrote it, I was too lazy to type it up.. Blame it on the muggy weather! It makes me wanna just sleep! lol Ok, well yea.. Hanging out with Seymour for me is a combination of your two thought... SLiding naked down a cliff, into raw sewage. Well, no Auron would never do that to Brooke... Auron is just to great to do that...

CeE CrOw : um.. Col... right... I'm not even gonna comment on what you said... lol

KrystallTrensk : QUESTIONS are good I liked questions.. whoa my caps lock was on before, but I'm too lazy to go change it now.. ok well Continue reading! It makes me want to update.. so yay!

ChakaTehMoogle : Yea well I wish I had an excuse for being lazy and not updating.. oh wait there it is! I'm lazy! hahahaha that was sooo funny.. hehe:throws confetti: Go Carrie! Seymour: You dare cheer for my opposition? :Blinks and throws tomato at Seymour: "Booo you suck!" Seymour: MY HAIR:runs away: :Blinks.: "weird..."