Just for clarification i will start this off telling you whose p.o.v. but from now on, unless you see Chase's P.O.V., assume that it's Brookes. Thanks to my typer sister, who actually types slower than me but i'll thank her anyway.

Brooke's P.O.V

Brooke grunted as she landed roughly on the dirt. She sensed something coming in fast again and she quickly rolled onto her back swiping her hand from her feet to her head as she saw a foot coming toward her face.

Immediately a white strip of light appeared in front of her intercepting the foot as it slammed onto that instead of her

Caliph quickly hopped off the white forcefield and onto his feet.

"Sister," he began, "You shouldn't fight so hard against your fate."

Brooke stood up and wiped off her cheek as the light dissappeared.

"Fate?" she asked in a perplexed tone,"Caliph we've never believed in that before, whats happened to you?"

Caliph ignored her question and in the next instant was gone.

Brooke's eyes widened she spun around in search of him. All she could see was green shrubbery. She looked up and noticed the sky was growing dark and clouds were gathering...a storm was on its way.

Suddenly she felt a firm grip on her right arm. She tirned around to see Caliph holding on to her, facing the ground.

"Yes," he said looking her dead in her eyes, and Brooke gasped, "Fate."

"AAAAAAHHHH!" Brooke screamed at the top of her lungs as the hand holding onto her lit up with onyx flames and the first thunder bolt struck.

Brooke suddenly opened her eyelids and she heard a loud noise coming from somewhere outside the door.

She had waled all the way across to the other side of the dimly lit room with flatstone floors, walls, and the ceiling. In the middle of the room was a bed accompanied by two nightstands and a mirror in the corner...no windows though.

She stared at the door debating whether or not to go out there. She turned and looked at herself in the mirror; it wasn't the prettiest of sights. She was wet but no longer dripping, her hair was stringy and she had a barely visible bruise on her right cheek. Her clothes were dishoveled and one of her pant legs wre filthy. She was only thankful that she wore all black.

She looked back at the door, there hadn't been another sound.

Suddenly her upper right arm seemed to have ignited. She grabbed her arm and clenched her teeth and she found herself thinking back again, to words her brother had said earlier.

Get it together Soyan, get it...TOGETHER!

As she thought the last word her body suddenly beemed in her colorless light.

Caliph was thrust backwards and crashed straight into a tree as he forced to release her from his grasp.

She clutched onto her arm as smoke seemed to rise from it.

"What," she said trying to talk over the pain, "did you do to me!"

The pain running through her arm was arm was unbelievable and she felt like she would pass out any minute because of it.

Caliph laughed mirthlessly as he stood back up and wiped his mouth.

"Fortunate for you that you broke free when you did," he said, "but you cant use your magic now without being subjected to the kind of pain you are feeling now. One second longer and you would've been dead.

-Damn!-

She looked at her arm but couldn't find the will to move her hand from it.

-I cant beat him with just my hand to hand. Got to get away, I have GOT to get away.-

Brooke shook her and found herself back in the bleak room, still staring at the door.

What was that noise?

Chase's P.O.V

"You barge into my home, completely destroy my door and expect me to take orders?" Chase asked, lurking in the shadows, "Begone."

"If you you take me to her," he said, "I will spare your life. You are not who I want, she is."

"You'll spare my life?" Chase asked taking a step down, "You should really choose better fights."

Chase watched in intrigue as his hands began to glow an onyx color.

Magic?

"No one outside of the Soyan family has witnessed what you're about to," Caliph said from below, "meaning that tonight, you will die."

Caliph pointed his hand up toward Chase, who only smirked.

The very next second, Caliph shot out a beam of black light towards Chase. As the beam was headed towards him, Chase held out his gloved hand, and as the beam made cintact with his palm, it seemed to have rolled into a ball and was now circulating (think of a black Rasengan Naruto fans) within itself.

Caliph staggered backwards in awe.

"Who are you?"

Chase had a calm look on his face, but was struggling on the inside. In his palm was alot of power, and he was barely able to control it; he didn't think that he could for much longer.

"Chase Young," he said as calmly as he looked.

Caliph's face was suddenly stricken with terror as Chase shot his attack back at him. He dodged it, but there was a huge hole in the floor where he had just been.

Caliph was breathing hard as he gawked at the hole beside him. He looked up at Chase in amazement.

"Chase Young," Caliph began, "Yet another traitor to the Soyans." he formed a calm expression on his face, "I'll make a deal with you. A fight. If I win, you hand Brooke over to me. If I lose," he paused for a second, "I'll let her alone...for now."

Chase chuckled knowingly.

So he thinks he has a chance of beating me? I told her she could stay and I cannot go back on my word. However, I know that I will not lose.

"Fine," Chase said, "I accept your challenge."

Brooke's P.O.V.

Brooke had just turned the door's knob when she heard yet another noise coming from her right. She slowly pushed the door open and poked her head around it looking from side to side...no one in sight. She stepped out and headed towards the right of the stone corridor.

She flinched as she heard yet another crash coming from up on her left. She stared up at the entry way before going to it as she heard crash after crash after crash. Someone was fighting in there. A horrific thought struck her as she leaned against the wall.

No! she thought disbelievingly. Did he follow me here? Brooke stepped around the wall and through the archway to find herself on the far left side at the top of the staircase.

She looked down wide-eyed at the sight below. Her brother stood there with his hands surrounded in a black aura, throwing consecutive punches at Chase, who was dodging each and every one of them with next to no effort.

Why were they fighting? Is it because of me?

Brooke sighed. Caliph, what have they done to you?

After every one of his punches failed, he brouht his left foot swinging around towards Chase's face. Chase ducked and came back up swinging his own foot at Caliph.

As it connected with the side of Caliph's face, he was sent hurdling across the room and crashing through the statue of a panther.

Brooke wasnt sure, but she thought for a second, her and Chase's eyes locked.

Did he know she was standing there?

Chase folded his arms as Caliph staggered to his feet.

Why wasnt he using his magic? Brooke wondered.

"Why are you fighting so hard to protect her?" Caliph shouted.

Chase looked at him.

"For reasons a traitor like you could never understand."

Caliph looked taken aback.

"I'm the traitor?" He asked indignantly. "You leave us because of your objections to our training closure ritual, and then you turn around and become worse than all of us."

"You are attacking your twin." Chase said calmly, "Thats more traitorus than having an opinion."

Caliph scowled as he snapped his jaw back into place.

"She must perish."

Brooke stood there, watching it all, taking every word in.

"AllI need is to touch you and you're through," Caliph said.

"Good luck with that," Chase remarked smugly.

Brooke looked down at Caliph whose long white hair was looking little messy now.

He was glaring daggers at Chase who seemed completely nonplussed by the whole ordeal.

Caliph's eyes suddenly narrowed though as he lifted his head.

Brooke jumped back as his eyes darted straight at her.

He smirked and lit up both his hands.

"Gotcha."

I am sorry if this ch. is boring, but some things needed to be explained. Theres a little action in there too...way more in the next. Tune in next time to Yin and Yang and please review. XD