Disclaimer: Alias, Syd, Sark, Irina are all the brilliance of J.J. Abrams. The rest is alllll mine grins
A/N: This is my first so please R&R so I know if I'm doing a good job! Thanks!
Sydney ran, she just flat out ran as hard as she could. And she kept running. Don't slow down. Don't look back. She couldn't help it. She looked back and banged shoulders with a woman walking up the sidewalk.
"Sorry" the word flew out. But she kept running. Her lungs burned as she panted for air. She ran even faster until she reached a crosswalk She took in the lit up orange hand and the cars driving by and skidded to a halt, bumping into the people waiting. She couldn't wait. She had to cross. Now.
Wait. Wait. She judged the distance. Sydney ran out into the first lane after a car passed by. She stopped in the middle of the street and waited as another car drove by. Then she ran to the other side.
She ran as hard as she could through the crowds of people walking up and down. She looked back and breathed a sigh of relief. Sydney then slowed to a fast walk. She straightened her shirt and even smiled at a person passing by.
Don't look back. Don't. He's gone. But still she looked back. Her eyes widened. Turning, she pushed past a couple holding hands. She couldn't focus and tripped on the cracked pavement. She winced as she felt the skin on her knee ripping away. Sydney saw blood on the sidewalk. Angrily she pushed off the ground and ran, ignoring the rip in her jeans.
It felt like she had never run this fast in her entire life but she still kept running. Then she ducked through an alley and looked for a place to hide. There was a big black dumpster. She ran around to the other side and covered her mouth to slow her breath.
Only then did she look across to meet the eyes of a homeless man. Sydney slid down the brick wall to the asphalt below. She took a slow soft breath. The homeless man's eyes shifted to the road. Fear tingled up her spine. She swiftly rose and clung to the back of the dumpster. His shadow was there, between her and the bum.
Sydney panicked. What to do? What to do! She looked to the end of the alley. For a moment she watched the people walking back and forth. She looked back to the homeless man just in time to see his eyes shift to her again.
She bolted to the end of the alley and ran towards the end of the sidewalk. She was relieved to see the walksignal. She broke through a group of teenagers and continued to run down the street. But then she slammed into a bicyclist crossing the street. Sydney picked herself up and hesitated. But she helped the man with his bike and looked back up to the street corner. Thesignal had changed to orange. She met his eyes with a terror that froze her. She tore her eyes away back to the bicyclist. She hurriedly apologized profusely and then backed away and continued to run. Keep running. Keep running. Keep breathing. She waited at the light and looked back. Panic struck her again.
Sydney carefully watched the cars coming. Wait. Almost. After this one. She bolted hard and made it through without stopping. Finally she reached the fountains and hid in the crowd of parents watching their kids playing in the water. But she still felt too exposed. So she backed away down onto the docks and ran along the river. She threw a smile out to an elderly couple passing by.
She saw the boat and breathed another sigh of relief. But as she approached it she saw two men step off of the boat. Sydney backed away. She turned to run and bumped into him. She opened her mouth only to haveher jawsmashed by his fist. She fell to the boards below. Blackness swallowed her up.