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The Re-Awakening

I looked up at him. I was so confused, what the hell was he talking about? "What do you mean… dying?"

"You've taken a considerable amount of damage. Not to mention you've lost a significant amount of blood. Your body is extremely weak from the previous battle. It can't repair all your injuries," he took my hands in his own as he tried to see my face. However, my eyes were downcast and my hair hung over my face, impeding his view of my features. "It won't happen immediately. It's a long drawn out process."

"Way to make me feel better," I muttered bitterly. I snatched my hands away from him. I crossed them over my chest as I glared at the floor.

"Listen," he said a bit more forceful as he place his hands on my knees. "You should be grateful that it isn't a quick thing." He moved the hair away from my face, brushing his fingertips along my cheek. "Please, just listen…" I raised my head. Sadness was definitely evident in my features, seeing as how I was overwhelmed with the feeling. "As I was saying. Your body can't produce the amount of energy to repair your injuries and keep you awake. So, it placed you in the coma. Now under normal circumstances, that would be beneficial. However, your damage is so extensive, that your body is shutting down other things so that it can work on fixing the damaged parts. That, Lady Brooke, is a problem, a HUGE problem.

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He sat on the floor beside Brooke, both near the fire that was trying to dry their clothing. He watched her closely for any sign of life. With the exception of her chest rising and falling with each breath of air, she hadn't moved since her face twitched slightly a few hours ago. "Brooke…" he muttered softly as he caressed her face. He looked at her curiously as he pressed his hand to her cheek. 'She's ice cold…'

He moved his hand to her neck to find a pulse. It took him a few moments before he found a slight pulse. 'This isn't a good thing…' He ran a hand through his hair as he looked at the Chosen one. She had a dull and lifeless look to her. He sighed sorrowfully before he reached for a blanket that was on the couch. He wrapped it tightly around her. He sat, with his back against the couch. He arched his neck so that his head was resting on the cushion of the couch and closed his eyes. 'You can't die on us… not now…'

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I narrowed her eyes at him. "Tell me something I don't know, Tyseuh," each word spoken was dripping with sarcastic acid.

"Brooke, do you think I would be telling you this if I did not have some good news?" he asked his silver eyes filled with sincerity as he spoke. "I have an idea… but I need your consent and help to do it."

I raised an eyebrow at him. Is he being serious? Does he really just want to help me? "You really just want to help me…"

"You are JUST realizing this now?" He shook his head and laughed softly, "No offense, Lady Brooke, but you aren't all that swift."

I glared at him. Who does he think he is? Mocking me like that! Well, I never! And now he's smiling at me -- Wow, I never realized how attractive he really is… Oh my Yevon! I did not just think that. I smacked myself mentally, that damage must have affected my thought patterns as well.

"Lady Brooke, do not take offense. I do not mean to insult you, but how long have I told you that I only wish to help?"

I looked down at the ground and grumbled, "When I first started…" Stupid Jerk, 'Oh look at me, I'm Tyseuh and I'm always right…' I thought bitterly. I raised my head again and looked into his eyes. "But, why? It isn't like I agreed to marry you…"

He nodded slowly. "And I realize that…" he trailed off. He paused momentarily before he snapped, "Listen, do you want to live or not?"

"No, I want to be in pain for a month or so only to die," I snapped back. My anger was getting the better of me, which was a good thing for absolutely no one. I narrowed my eyes, glaring at him. One minute we're talking civilly, having a good time, then the next I'm ready to take his head off in a slow, painful manner.

"Brooke! Will you stop being such a witch and accept help when it's offered. There is no way out of this predicament. You need help. So swallow your pride, but be careful not to choke since it's so big, and accept it," he rose from the ground, not taking his eyes off me. "Now, are you going to take it, or not?"

I rolled my eyes and looked at the ground to my left. I hate it when he's right. There is no way to get out of this on my own. I have to accept his help, I have to swallow "Fine," I muttered.

"What?" he said loudly. He placed his hand behind his ear and moved his head closer to me. "Did I hear correctly? Is the Chosen One accepting help!"

I gritted my teeth, and, as he said, swallowed my pride as I replied, "Yeah… I am. Now, what do you have in mind?"

"You need to stimulate your body, get your body pumping adrenaline," he said as he extended his hand to me. I looked at his hand as if it was going to jump at me and bite me before I finally accepted it. Then in one easy pull he had me off the ground and standing. "I can help you with that."

I narrowed my eyes once more. What exactly did he have in mind? How was he going to 'get my adrenaline pumping'? What purpose would that have anyway? "Ok… and that would help… how?"

"It will jolt you out of your coma," he took a few steps back away from me. His brown hair hung over his eyes. With a quick movement of his head, I could once more see his eyes. He was staring into my eyes. This bothered me and I quickly averted my gaze. I felt as if he was seeing into my soul and it creeped me out. "I'm not going to lie to you," he bluntly stated. "Once you wake up… you are going to be in intense pain. Your outside wound may be closed, but internally you are still badly damaged."

I groaned. What else is new? I'm always in pain. I don't think I've ever had a time where I wasn't near death, horribly wounded, or wet. "Now, that isn't exactly something that makes me want to wake up…"

"Brooke," he growled. "Would you rather die?" He crossed his arms over his chest and glared down at me. "Because if that is the case, then I have no reason to be wasting my own energy to help you."

I looked down and scuffed my foot on the ground. He was right… again. "No… I don't want to die," I muttered softly. Gradually I raised my head and glanced at my brunette 'guardian angel.' "What are we going to do then?"

"Well, what do you do that normally results in the raising of your heart rate?" he asked with a raised eyebrow, as if he already knew the answer.

I rolled my eyes. "I really don't have any patience for this, Tyseuh. I have things to do," I stated firmly, aggravation once again creeping into my words. "Can we just do this thing?"

"Fine. However, I think you might want this." He held out his right hand. In it was the ebony colored sword Vincent had given me back in Djose. "Because you are going to need it."

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Auron wore a peaceful expression as he slept. Or, he was. Crystal grinned as the pillow made contact with his face, causing him to jerk out of his rest. His eyes darted around the room, his face filled with confusion. When his gaze finally came to rest on a grinning Crystal, he narrowed his eyes. "Was that necessary?"

"Yes," she stated in a matter-of-fact tone. "You were snoring – so loudly, in fact, that I feared the Bevelle soldiers may discover us." A mischievous glint was in her brown eyes and a smirk was evident on her face. "Anyway, I am going to make us something to eat." She turned her back to him and started to walk into the kitchen.

He shook his head and glances at the motionless Chosen One. A kind of grief swept over him. He sat there watching her for a good twenty minutes before he muttered, "I'm sorry I couldn't protect you."

"Apologizing and staring at her isn't going to make her magically cured," Crystal dryly remarked from the area between the kitchen and the living room. She walked over to the raven-haired girl and adjusted her pillows and blankets. When she finished with that she glanced at Auron, "Stop doubting her, she'll be fine."

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"And why exactly will I be needing this?" I asked as I took the blade from his grip, giving it a twirl. I looked up at him, an amused expression on my features. "What? You going to fight me?"

"Exactly," he stated firmly as he drew his own blade from its sheath.

My eyes widened with that statement. I didn't mean it seriously. "I, uh, uhm… what?"

"it's the only way that I know you'll wake from this coma of yours." He stood with his left side facing me. His right arm, which was armed with the blade, was pulled back. He bent both his knees slightly, preparing to fight.

"You keep saying 'coma' like I've been out for weeks. What has it been, twenty minutes?" I asked. Well, I wasn't so much asking a question as I was stating my thoughts.

"Close, Lady Brooke, very close," he spoke in a condescending manner. "But it has been…"

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"Three days have passed and she still hasn't even moved. Her skin grows paler with each passing hour and yet, you say, 'She'll be fine'" He stalked after her into the kitchen. His frustration was growing as he continued, "How do you know if she'll be fine or not?"

The brunette whirled around, her eyes were flashing with anger. "Listen, I believe in her. She'll make it out of here. If she survived thus far, I am sure she will finish her duties." She stepped closer to him, glaring into his eyes. "You cannot keep doubting her. At this time she need support. It may not seem imperative that you tell her you know she can do it, but it is. By doubting her, you just add to the self-doubt she already has in her mind. So," she jammed her index finger into his chest, "she is going to live, do what she needs to do, and then she'll continue to live." She glared once more at the man in red before turning and storming out of the kitchen.

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"What?" I shrieked. "Three days!" My eyes were wide with disbelief. Why is it me that ALWAYS gets beaten up and tossed into a state of unconsciousness for days at a time? He looked at me, a glint of amusement in his eyes. I glared at him as I gripped the hilt of my sword tighter. 'oh, I'll show him amusement…'

"Lady Brooke, you are so amusing," he said as a smile graced his features. He ran a hand through his brown hair before he continued. "Yes, Lady Brooke, three days . Now, do you have any other questions before we begin?"

I looked skyward as I ran over the events of the past days in my mind. "Oh! What happened to the giant monster that was trying to kill me?"

"Evrae Altana?" He paused and looked at me questioningly. "Surely you know what caused its demise?" I shook my head. 'If I knew what happened, I wouldn't have asked.' He quirked an eyebrow before saying, "No need to be snappy, Lady Brooke, a simple no would have sufficed."

Confused, I looked at him curiously. It took me a few minutes before I realized what he was talking about. I narrowed my eyes and hissed, "How many times must I tell you, stay out of my head."

He smiled again, "You could tell me a dozen more times and I would still do it. It gives me an insight to what you're talking about." I opened my mouth to say something, but he raised his hand to stop me. "That, however, was not the question. Now, Evrae Altana, that monster is an undead, meaning its weak against holy magic, such as cure. Now, when that beast took a chunk of you hip." He placed his hand on my left hip. "Do you recall what was in your pocket?"

"My pocket?" I raised an eyebrow. What the hell was he talking about? Lint? "Tyseuh, I don't know, maybe some…" I trailed off. "Wait a minute! Harmony! That pill thingy… I was supposed to take to heal myself!"

He nodded. "Precisely and when it clamped down on your hip, it ate the pilling, ultimately killing itself."

"Thank Yevon for small favors," I muttered lowly.

"Well, now that that is done," he placed himself back in his fighting stance. "Let's pull you back into Spira."

I jumped back a bit, twirling the black blade in my hand. "You sure you want to fight me, the legendary 'Chosen One'?" I asked as a cocky smirk crossed my face.

He laughed as he spoke, "As I stated before… always so amusing." Then without warning he jumped at me yielding his sword.

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"So, what you are saying is… Zanarkand is surrounding Bevelle?" The calm voice of Crystal questioned.

The Praetor nodded solemnly. 'They have already taken Besaid, Kilika, and Luca. They are currently in the process of seizing Djose. They just need to take Guadosalam and Macalania before they reach Bevelle. The city has been packed full of refugees. I fear the worst if they pass Guadosalam."

"What do you want us to do," Auron turned his head in the direction of Brooke. She was now sporting a pair of army green cargo pants along with a black tank top. She was laid out on the couch near the fire with a blanket wrapped snugly around her. "She hasn't moved since we brought her here."

"There is nothing you can do, I understand that. However, be ready to vacate at any time." The silver hair Praetor warned. "I will not be able to come back, they are monitoring everyone's movements. Even I, a Praetor of Yevon." He stood and walked over to the Chosen One. He watched her as she breathed easily. He moved his head in the direction of Auron and Crystal. "She appears to be getting better. The color has returned to her face."

Crystal nodded. "And her breathing has become more normal."

He smiled sorrowfully and nodded. "That is really wonderful," he remarked.

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"Holy Shit," I said as I jerked my head back avoiding the sharp blade.

"You humans and your profanities." He shook his head. " 'Holy Shit' now… honestly, that doesn't even make sense."

I rolled my eyes. "It's not supposed to," I stated. In a few swift motions, I stepped forward with my right foot, bringing my blade up from the ground.

He mimicked my actions, meeting my blade in the middle. "If it doesn't make sense, why do you say it?" He questioned with an amused smirk.

"I, uh… er… Ah! I don't know," I growled as I shifted my weight to my left foot and spun around, wielding my blade. I was aiming for his midsection and would have hit, had he not at the last minute used his own sword to deflect my hit.

I took a few steps back away from him, trying to re-evaluate the situation. But from fighting Auron, I should know there is no time to stop and think. So, almost immediately he jumped in at me, swing after swing. I stumbled backward as I, with much difficulty I might add, maneuvered my sword to block his hits "Tsk, tsk, sloppy formation, dear Brooke." He made a stab for my chest.

"Whoa!" I shouted as I twisted my body in an awkward way to avoid the, would be fatal, attack. I could feel myself falling over and to save myself from a disgraceful fall, I tucked my head close to my chest and pushed off the ground slightly. I hit the ground slightly harder than I had anticipated, but I ignored the pain and rolled forward. I stopped in a kneeling position. Then almost without thinking, I swung the ebony colored blade at his knees.

Then, taking me by surprise, he jumped over the blade. I furrowed my brow in confusion as I lifted my head. Well, I didn't have much time to think about it as I watched his boot covered foot collide with my chin.

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He looked at her curiously, his brown eyes running over her unconscious form. 'I would have sworn I heard a grunt come from her.' He shrugged it off, because whatever he heard had left as quickly as it had come. He walked over to the fire and placed another log on the flames. He sat in the seat besides her and pulled the blanket close to himself. "Good night, Brooke," he murmured as he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

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I was sent sprawling to the floor. My sword was sent flying off to the left somewhere. I groaned as I sat up. "That… was… painful…" He shrugged and jumped at me again, this time bringing his long blade downward for my midsection. My eyes went wide as I narrowly rolled out of the way. "Are you INSANE?" I shouted. "Are you TRYING to KILL ME?"

He narrowed his eyes. "If it is not real, it won't work. Act as if I am your enemy," he stated calmly as he gave me a seconds reprieve to regain my stature.

"Oh…" I rolled over backwards so I was now on my feet. I slowly looked over towards my sword and then back at Tyseuh. The minute we made eye contact, I knew he knew what I was going to do, I made a mad dash for my blade that was a good twenty feet from me. As I was doing this, my lovely Guardian Angel made a dash for it as well. When I got in a close enough proximately, I leapt off the ground and dove for my sword. I didn't even have time to register the sharp pain that shot through my body as I rolled over and brought the blade up to stop the decent of Tyseuh's blade.

He pressed down harder on his blade, a smug smile crossing his face. I was breathing heavily and I could feel the sweat begin to form on my forehead. In response to his facial expression, without thinking, I kicked him in the shin. He jumped back, muttering curses in every language known to Spira, and a few I'm sure that weren't native to this world. I rolled onto my stomach and pushed myself off the ground.

He turned his attention toward me and narrowed his eyes again, "That was slightly unorthodox, milady."

I shrugged with a smirk, "It worked," I merely stated before I stepped inward bringing my sword in a downward motion. He quickly brought his sword up to block me. From here I went into a frenzy of attacks, anything I could possibly think to do I did. I moved my sword in ways I didn't think possible for me, and yet he managed to block every single one of them. I was growing impatient and irritated. 'What the hell? Some of these things I'm not even sure how I'm doing, how the hell is he blocking them!' I watched as his lips turned into a smile and then it clicked in my head. However, before I could contemplate it, he knocked my legs out from under me. "Awh, shit…" I muttered as I landed hard on my back. He didn't even give me a second to breath before he was bombarding me with an onslaught of attacks. 'This is crazy… I wonder…' I smiled mischievously as I decided to give my suspicions a whirl. 'Tyseuh is one sexy beast.'

I watched as his expression faltered and he looked at me bewildered. Immediately, I kicked him in the leg. "I knew it!" I jumped back to my feet and jumped at him. I immediately attacked him, putting him on the defensive. I beat him not only physically, but verbally as well. "You were reading my thoughts! You knew everything before I did it, because you were in my head." I was so angry that I didn't even realize that my heart was beating at an alarmingly fast rate and that I was completely over exerting myself. "TYSEUH, YEVON HIMSELF WILL NOT BE ABLE TO PROTECT YOU IF I EVER FIND OUT YOU'RE IN MY MIND AGAIN! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?" I screamed as I went to drive my blade into his chest cavity.

However, as the blade would have made contact, he disappeared. "I, uh, what the hell?" His laughed echoed through the area I was in.

"Well done, Lady Brooke, and until next we meet, Farewell."

"Oh no you don't," I shouted as I tilted my head upward. "Come back here."

"No, Lady Brooke, I have done what was needed… now, go. Spira needs you," he called back to me. It was the last thing I heard before I was ripped back into the harsh reality of Spira.

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I blinked my eyes a few times, trying to adjust to them being open once more. I groaned as pain ripped through my body. I tried to roll onto my side, only to be acquainted with the floor. "Oh, mother fucker…" I scowled, as I lay on the floor motionless. 'What in the name of Yevon? Where am I?"

"What the hell was that?" I heard a distant familiar female voice say.

I heard the movement of chairs against a tile floor followed by another familiar masculine voice, "I'm not sure, but we better go check on Brooke…"

The movement of feet across the floor was heard growing louder as they approached me. I heard a considerably loud gasp followed by, "Brooke?"

"No," I growled. "It's the freakin' tooth fairy…" I remarked sarcastically. I know that wasn't exactly the warmest welcome after Yevon only knows how long; however, I'm in pain and I am face down on the floor. I tried to roll onto my back, only to be greeted with more pain. "Oh for the love of Yevon," I cried out before I went limp on the floor again. "Can someone get me off the floor?"

"Of course," I heard the gruff voice of Auron say. I could feel his hands grab my bare arms and move me so that I was lying on my back. He then slipped his arms under me and lifted me back up onto the couch. "How are you feeling?"

"Like I was on the verge of death. Oh wait… I WAS," I shouted loudly, regretting doing so immediately. I closed my eyes tightly as my head pounded. When I opened them again I saw Auron and Crystal staring at me. Their expressions read clearly of confusion. I sighed as I softly asked, "How long have I been out?"

"Five days," Crystal informed me. She had a grave expression on her face as she continued, "And I hate to tell you this; however, Zanarkand is in the process of taking over Spira." I raised an eyebrow. Was this supposed to be new information to me? Weren't they already in the process of World Domination? I guess she understood my facial expression because she continued, "They are surrounding Bevelle. They've taken over Besaid," I scoffed as she said that. She ignored me and continued, "Kilika, Luca and Djose. They are on the march for Guadosalam as we speak. They are doing this at an alarmingly fast pace, and it seems that the other areas aren't giving them much of any challenge."

I brought my hand to my head and rubbed my temples. This isn't something I wanted to hear upon my wakening. I just beat death and now… I have to deal with this crap? "So basically, they're taking over the areas that would give aid to Bevelle and are going to attack from both the North and the South?" I opened my eyes and glanced at the two. They nodded and I continued, "Are there troops occupying the Calm Lands yet? Or have they not maneuver down through Gagazet and into the fields?"

The two exchanged glances before looking back at me. "Truth be told," the brunette girl started. "I honestly never even thought about that."

I sighed. "Does Bevelle have some kind of strategy? Because an all out barrage of attacks from all sides is going to take a lot of people to stop."

Auron nodded. "They have more than enough man power to hold off Zanarkand, for a while anyway. Though I am not sure how long they will be able to hold out," he continued.

"So basically what we're looking at it a week at most before they come here and beat this holy place into the ground?" I asked as I looked between the two seated across from me. They nodded solemnly. I groaned internally. This is fantastic. I have less than a week to get my ass over to Zanarkand beat them and save the world. This is something you see in the movies and laugh about, and if I weren't the one in this position I would be laughing; however... "Well this is good... when do we leave?"

"When can you walk on your own?" Auron shot back at me. He knew I'd be willing to go now, even if I had to crawl to Zanarkand. Auron looked at me sternly, which kept my snide remarks to myself. I shrugged to tell him I had no idea. "Well, when you are well, we'll leave."

"By then, Zanarkand will have taken over, and met its demise-- all on its own," I said, sarcasm running through my words. "I'll get better, and I'll admit now, is not the time to travel at all. But soon, we can't wait around." I glanced at Auron and gave him a look. "It's the only way, so no objections."

Auron looked at me sternly as if he was going to object, but Crystal cut him off. "It is as you wish, Lady Brooke, though I do suggest resting a bit, you seem to still be in much pain."

I nodded. 'Thank you for stating the obvious.' "Yes, I have no intention of moving around, especially since I can't without having massive pain ravage my body." I tilted my head back, resting it on the chair. "I have a massive headache; can someone fix that for me?"

Crystal rose from her seat across from me and walked towards the couch I was on. She placed her hand on my forehead and muttered, "Esuna." Almost immediately the throbbing pain was gone. I looked up at her and smiled warmly at her to say my thanks. She nodded her head, "You're welcome." She turned her back to me and walked off before saying, "You must be famished, I'll fix you something to eat."

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After a few days passed, I had finally gotten the strength to walk on my own. Actually, I pretty much had the ability to do everything again. I mean, I was going nowhere fast, but it was a lot better then just sitting around in a chair. Of course I had Auron and Crystal watching me like fiends, making sure I didn't over exert myself. It makes me roll my eyes. It's so ridiculous. "If you don't stop staring at me like that, Auron, I'm going to take this fork and jam it in your eye." I turned my head over my shoulder and glared at the man in red. "Do I make myself clear?"

"I am only concerned for your well being, I don't want you to fall and get hurt," he informed me. "Besides, even if you tried, it wouldn't work. Not only do you not have the strength to do it, you don't have the swiftness to do it either," he stated in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Is that so?" I smiled sweetly as I tilted my head to the side. "I don't have to do it while you're awake." He studied my expression for a few minutes, and decided it would be best not to respond to my threat. He knew me well, but not that well. I turned my head away from him once more, before rolling my eyes and walking into the living room where Crystal was seated.

The moment I saw her I went to turn and walk the other way; however, I could never be so lucky. "Brooke, sit down."

I groaned as I turned back towards her and trudged over to the couch. "Crystal," she gave me a stern look and motioned for me to sit. I rolled my eyes and obliged to her request. "Now, Crystal. Honestly, I'm ok. I don't need you and Auron following me around at all times."

She crossed her arms and looked at me, her brown eyes shown with concern. "Brooke, you were near death. We want you to take precautions with your actions. We don't want you to get hurt."

I laughed lightly. "Pain seems to follow me, I don't think you'll have much luck in that area," I joked. She gave me another stern look and I stopped laughing. "Ok, I understand. However, you can't always be there to baby sit me. This is my journey and I need to be able to take care of myself. In the end, its up to me."

"Yes, but until that times come, you will not do any strenuous kind of activities," she said in an austere tone.

I went to respond but a loud explosion in the distance shook the whole house. "What the hell was that?" I cried out as the house stilled. I glanced at Crystal sat their, her eyes wide with trepidation. Auron came running in from the other room, his face had its usual deadpan expression, but his eyes gave away his concern about the loud explosion.

The three of us exchanged glances, thinking that maybe we were just imagining things. I was beginning to think it was just some kids playing with grenades and fiends. That was until I heard the sirens from Bevelle go off. I closed my eyes for a few moments before reopening them again. "So… it begins…"

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A/N: Ok, well that's the chapter! I really hope you liked it! It was 11 pages long and I worked hard on it. So please Review! Also for anyone unaware of this, they have forbidden our little Review Response Corner and gave us this crappy thing to respond. Anon reviewers will be thanked, I'll set up a little thanking corner in my profile, but as of now, there are no anon review –some random person mutters something bout there being NO REVIEWERS- -glares at Random Person- Okies, well I love you! Tooodles!