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Chapter 1
Syd's POV
"Beep...Beep...Beep!" The alarm wailed all over the building. I could hear security guards yelling in the distance. They would soon hear me. Suddenly the foreign voices were directed at me. I had been running so fast that I felt that I was going to collapse soon. I turned another corner, but then my world went black.
I woke up with my head pounding. Damn it! I recalled everything that happened before. The darkness in the room swallowed me. The shackles were way too hard to get out of. I had some sort of shackle thing around my waist then my hand and feet were attached to it. (Hard image I know, think of the contraption Irina wore while being transferred to CIA)Then off in the distance I could hear a lock being undone with a key. Then I heard a gate screeching across the floor, and then a light flicked on I gasped at who I saw.
"Agent Bristow my employer would like to see you." It was Sark. He untied me and I attacked him in a second; however he caught the punch and the kick I sent his way.
"Come on Sydney be nice." He said, but his usual cocky British accent sounded different than last time. "I'm not going to hurt you." He pointed 2 guns at me, how promising, and took me out of the cell and into a mansion.
It looked as if we were in some kind of living room. Then he directed me to a new door off in the corner of the room. He closed the door behind us.
"Here she is Julian" Sark said, then another person came out of the shadows, it was another Sark! He must have cloned himself! Oh no!
"Sydney I didn't clone myself, this is my twin Andrew," he pointed to the person behind me.
"What is. Going. On Here!?" I yelled, my temper getting the best of me.
"Sydney, like I said before this is my twin Andrew," said Julian.
"Sark, what do you want, let's get this over with?" I asked.
"Actually we want help taking down the Covenant. The CIA is getting no where and I want you to help my brother and I take it down. You will get to live in this wonderful mansion with us and be treated as an equal." Answered Andrew.
I thought about it and the truth was that they were right, the CIA was way too conscious and scared to do anything, and this would be a pretty cool place to live.
"I'll do it," I replied, as a plan started to form its way inside my head.
A/n: It will get better, this story is sarkney, but will not focus on that. This is my first real try at fanfiction. It would be greatly appreciated if you would review.