"What was that?"
"That was me avoiding an issue." Faye did not look at the man behind her as she made her way through the woods to the dorms. She walked in stiff strides and it was as if you could see the fury coming off her in waves.
"Don't ever interfere, Faye. It's the last warning I'll give you."
Faye spun around and found herself face to face with him. His angry blue eyes looked murderous. "Go to hell, Chase."
"I'm hurt," Chase clutched at his heart with a smile. "I don't get it. How can we be so different."
"Well, let's see. I'm not a sadistic bastard who's addicted to Using."
Faye found herself being slammed into a tree. The sheer force knocked the air from her lungs and it took Faye a few seconds to recover. "That's gonna bruise."
Opening her eyes, she saw that Chase held her pinned to the tree, "They destroyed our family. We've had to live in hiding for fear of them. No more. They all deserve to die."
Faye kept her face as neutral as possible, "No, Chase. We do. After all the horrors our family has done, we deserve whatever we get."
Chase studied her face, trying to see any hint that she didn't mean it. "You've changed."
"No! You have," she pushed him back and took a few steps towards him. As long as she was not pinned anymore, she could get mad. "Before you started to Use we were inseparable and we were happy."
Spreading his arms out, Chase seemed to be on the verge of tears or rage. "Then mom died and I was sent to a foster home. I thought you died with her, Faye. I had to grow up without anyone. Alone . . . confused. I HAD NOONE! While you were with dad, I got my powers. Do you have any idea how scared I was? Thirteen, Faye. Who was there to explain what was happening?"
"It wasn't my fault! Dad forced me to stay and take care of him as he worsened. All I wanted was for us to be a family. I wanted my brother back." She would not cry for him. Too much of her life had already been wasted on it.
Chase smirked, "Well, you got me."
Faye could feel her body going still as she went to that cold spot in her heart, "You're not my brother. You're a monster."
"Come on, sis. Have a heart, we're basically the same person. I can see it in your eyes. Such hate for me. We are no different." He took a step towards her.
Standing her ground, Faye clenched her jaw. "That's where you're wrong. I still care about you but the brother I loved was swallowed up by his power. You're nothing but his empty shell, filled only with hate and a lust for power. I am not you, Chase. You tried to destroy innocent people to satisfy your hunger."
Chase's expression seemed to change like a switch had been flipped. He went from the shaking rage to the happy-go-lucky she used to know and love. "We have a family to avenge, Faye. I'm not the monster, they are. The four families are far from innocent and don't doubt that for a second. If they find out who you are, they'll kill you. Think about that, dear sister. It's them or us."
"They did nothing to us. This was between our ancestor, so why do we have to live with this burden?"
"Stop acting like a child. You know what? You're just like them. If I had known you like I do know, you'd be dead. Be grateful I need you, Faye. You're a disgrace to our family." He walked away slightly and stopped with his back to her.
"Good," Faye barely spoke above a whisper. Chase spun around and glared at her, his eyes going as black as the darkest night. Faye was now standing a few steps away from the tree. Her hair had fallen in front of her face and he could see her eyes watching him through the strands.
"Go away, Chase. You're not welcome here."
"Fine. I'll go, for now. I'm going to leave you with a parting gift. So you won't forget." His body dissipated into smoke and started to drift towards her.
It hit Faye with such force that the back of her head connected with the tree. She slid down the trunk until she was sitting. Chase was gone but Faye could still hear his laughter echoing through her mind.
Faye's vision started to blur and grow dark. She could barely see the light from the moon and searing hot pain radiated from her stomach before oblivion took her.
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A/N: Thanks to those who reviewed. Looking back, I have to admit that Ms. Anonymous had a point about the Mary Sue and the link... at least from an outside look. Let me make this clear, that was not my intent. In truth, I was looking for the name of the style I envisioned for the jacket. As you know, there are Bomber, Biker, Racing, Aviator, etc. However, this one did not have a label so I put the link. Good note to self. . . never put links. :P
st.elmo-lover: I hope that answered your question. I like Pogue too. He had those yummy washboard abbs that were oh so nice, but he has Kate. Besides, after all he went through for her in the movie, I couldn't do that to him.
Skye Mecer: Wow. Thanks for the compliment! I'm very flattered.
GossipGirl05: I'll try to update on a regular basis but I won't guarantee it since my Criminology and Deviance classes are jammed with tests and assignments.