Chase Young? As in the martial arts master Chase Young? As in the baddest guy of them all Chase Young? This is bad.
"Ch-Chase Young?" Brooke repeated, "Would that be the Heylin master mind Chase Young or just some guy with a creepy and secluded house Chase Young?"
"Would you be Brooke Soyan, heiress to the worlds largest family of expert martial artists Brooke Soyan or just some girl wandering in off the street Brooke Soyan?"
"So our reputations preceed us?"
The Soyans are a family in Japan, Known to the everyday person as the world's most successful shipping company. Only a person of extremely high class or a warrior like Chase Young would their true nature but even he didn't know the clan's entire background.
Chase grinned and turned his back to her.
"I'll show you where you'll be staying," he began up the stairs.
Brooke stared up after him, took one step foward and her eyes widened. She felt a sudden pulse of outrageous pain in her upper right arm. She stopped walking and fell to one knee.
That damned brother of mine.
She did her best not to cry out in pain, so what escaped was somewhat of a grunt.
Chase paused and looked back.
"What are you running from?" he asked from his higher position.
Brooke looked up in surprise.
"How did you-"
"There had to be a reason you wanted so desperately to stay," he said, "I am no fool."
Brooke stood back up and started walking up the stairs.
"My brother," she said stopping right in front of him.
"You are seeking refuge from one of your fellow clan members?" Chase aked turning back aroundand continue back up the stairs.
Brooke remained silent but continued to follow him. She was still soaking wet and her left pant leg was covered in mud, She looked up at the back of Chase's head and noticed that his hair almost the lenght of his entire back.
MY hair isn't even that long.
Brooke then looked at her right upper arm currently covered by her left hand. She slowly uncovered it to reveal a black hand print around it where her brother had grabbed her before. Ever since then it had been almost completely useless and on top of that, it was in constan pain.
She was so wrapped up in her arm that she didn't notice that Chase had stopped. She inadverdently crashed into his shoulder plate and began to fall backwards.
Oh crap, she thought as she realized this would mean tumbling down a giant flight of stairs.
She had closed her eyes and prepared herself for the impact when suddenly she felt a tug at her overshirt. She opened her eyes to see Chase's hand extended out toward her, holding on to her shirt. His eyes were closed and he wasn't even looking her way.
"A Soyan?" he said pulling her back up.
"Yes," she said indignantly getting balance back.
"You come from a powerful family like the Soyans" he began, "Your family history dates back more that 1500 years and from generation to generation a secret style of martial arts has been passed down," he finally faced her, "How is it that you almost managed to fall down so easily?" His eyes found the mark on her arm she quickly covered it.
"I screwed up," Brooke muttered to the steps, "It happens."
"You're on end" Chase said disregarding her excuse, "You've got to much adrenaline rushing and you weren't thinking clearly."
"What are you trying to give me a lesson?" Brooke asked narrowing her eyes.
"You shouldn't be complaining," he replied smugly.
"My skills are just fine!" she shouted, "Its just this-"
Damn that manipulative bastard!
He stood there with his arms folded waiting for Brooke to finish her sentence.
"They're at their prime," she continued as though nothing had slipped out.
"Really?" Chase asked with intrigue, continuing to walk up the stairs. "Somehow I doubt that."
Brooke followed him with her own arms crossed, pouting slightly. If there was one thing that irked her it was underestimation. She new that one day it would be her downfall, but that was never enough to stop her.
They had reached the top of the stairs and then made a left turn.
"Let's fight then," she said before she had time to think it through.
"You're challenging a person for no reason, and a person whose fighting style you know nothing about?" he asked, making a right after the two of them went through the archway of a stonewall.
Brooke looked around and realized that they had entered a bleak hall way comprised entirely of stone. Along the walls were periodically placed torches.
"Not for no reason," she said, "You doubt me and my abilities and I will prove you wrong."
Chase kept walking for a while and then stopped in front of a door.
"It shouldn't matter to you" he began, "the opinion of a stranger. Another reason as to why your skills are probably lacking, when emotions come into play, judgement is distorted and battles are lost."
Brooke felt like she was about to explode. Of all secret layers to stumble upon...
He reached out to the knob of the door they were standing in front of and opened it, waiting for her to pass through.
What made it worse was the fact that this evil bastard was right.
"Why won't you except my challenge?" Brooke asked standing still.
"Because its pointless," he responded simply.
"I think its cause you're scared."
"Why do you want so desperately to lose" he asked making her blood boil.
"Just accept it," she shouted, then suddenly recoiled grasping onto her arm as a surge of pain went through it.
He eyed her with a smirk.
"I consider it astounding that you convinced me to let you stay," he began, "To convince me to fight you would take nothing short of a miracle. He paused for a second, "Well..." he said waiting for her to pass.
In bitter defeat she trudged through the door cursing all kinds of crazy things in her mind.
Chase's P.O.V.
What a temper. Hmm...Brooke Soyan. Her family was definitely one to be reckoned with, but he wasn't so sure about this member in particular. He had heard of her brother, Calilph Soyan, and his skill, he had also heard of Brooke and her inability.
Long ago before he had converted to the Heylin side,he had studied under the Soyans. It took him days of pleading but they finally accpeted him as their disciple. For ten years nearly he trained under them, but left over a personal issue. Chase had a sneaking suspicion that Brooke was undergoing the same process.
Chase waited until she was completely through the door to close it behind her.
And what was that mark on her arm, it looked like a hand print.
Chase was headed toward the dining room when he heard a loud noise coming from the citadel. He hurried towards the source and soon found himself standing at the top of the staircase.
He looked down to see rubble covering his floor and looked further down to see a tall man in all white glowing black all over standing in the doorway where his stone door once stood.
"Can I help you?" he asked folding his arms.
The man looked up at Chase and his aura faded away.
"Take me to my sister!" he shouted fiercly.
Chase only continued to stare down at the man as hehad just decided his next course of action.
Well more was revealed about Brooke's past, but not everything. What is Chase gonna do? Someone please tell me! well , please review anyway, and i apologize if this ch. was boring, definitely action in the next one. OH and a special thanx to my sis who helped me out with this. Much love...for now anyway...