Black Dragons
by: Crimson Snow (Dru)
Disclaimer: Don't own anything. Everything ALIAS related owned by Touchstone TV, Buena Vista, J.J. Abrams and the other ALIAS writers, etc. Just own the plotline and charachters you haven't seen or heard about in the shows. I made them up.
A/N: This is the sequle to 'MIA'. If you haven't read that one, you probably wouldn't understand everything. So, I suggest you read that one first, HERE (put the link to MIA--- there). Hope you like both fics. This happens three months after MIA ended. And Sark does show emotions more than in the ep's. in ses.2 when he talked to Allison on the phone and such. Stupid name, tell me if you have a better one. ~ Crimson Snow
~*~
"What are you doing here, Sydney?" Jack bristow asked his daughter.
They were in Venice, He was there because of some private investigation into her disappearance.
She was dressed in a very tight, almost like a second skin, dress. It was kinda purple/dark-red depended on how the light fell on her figure. It was one of those chinease-style dresses. Very short with black dragons and such. She was also wearing black strappy high-heeled shoes.
"What are you doing here, Jack?" She asked, no warmth in her voice.
She thought maybe that he didn't notice, but he did, how she was always subtly looking at the door behind him.
"I was looking for clues as to who you had been working for when you double-crossed us. Just have to ask you this, did you kill Sloane and did he know you worked for a third person or agency?" He really didn't want to point a gun at his daughter, but she was dangerouse.
"I killed him, because he got Danny killed. And yes, He knew. That's why I couldn't kill him right away. He was usefull to my employer. Now, I really must be going. Hope next time will be under better circumstances." Syd told him, as Jack was shot with a tranq. gun.
The last thing Jack saw before he blacked out, was his daughter walking away with ... black - haired woman?
~*~
WEEK EARLIAR: Rome, Italy
"What do you want us to do for you?" Mr. Sark asked, the middle-aged man man in the charcol-grey suit with a light blue shirt and red tie.
"Something was stolen from my family a few months back. We thought it was lost for sure. Well, It has resurfaced in Venice and apperantly, the people that stole it are to willing to sell it to the highest bidder. Well, I want you and your partner to go there, get the artifact and kill the thieves and if it's possible, the person who bought it." The old man, in a very buissness kinda way.
Well, off course. This was buissness.
"Would you exscues me while I make a phone-call to my partner?" Sark asked, the old man who stood up and left room.
"So, what do what say? Wan't to to Venice?" He asked Sydney, his wife, after having told her what the deal was.
"Sure. I've spent way to much time relaxing. Do you believe our honeymoon lasted a month?" She asked him, while she watched the winter sun bathe her white-gold & gold wedding band in light. try and find one online. mostly one that's white-gold, gold, white-gold. ~ Dru
"Yeah, I can. Go pack, we leave tomorrow. I'll be home soon. Love me?" He asked, teasingly. He knew fully well what she would say.
"No, hate you. See you when you get home." She said, as she hanged up the phone. He knew she didn't mean it. She had said many times before that she loved him. Just when he asked over the phone or something like that was when she answeared like that.
Sark's wedding band was on a silver chain, around his neck under his black shirt. His was only white-gold. No need to let people know about his private buissness.
~*~
MONDAY (the day after they arrived to Venice):
Syd was really pleased with the dress she picked to wear on this mission. It slightly reminded her of the clothes she had, had to wear on missions for SD-6. But this one covered a bit more skin.
She was going to use it on Friday, she was going with Kaydra to the party held by the sellers, to distract both the hosts and the people that intended to buy.
Her mother didn't really care if her and Sark, once in a while, did some freelancing. As long as it didn't come down on her or her orginazation.
Kaydra was an old friend of Sydney's. They had trained together. They were gonna distract and lure the seller/s and buyer/s away and kill them. Meanwhile, Sark was going to steal the artifact.
"That dress looks good on you. That the one you're gonna wear?" A female voice asked, from behind Syd.
Syd looked into the mirror, there stood Kaydra.
She really had red hair, curly and long. But she had a wig on; black, long, hair.Tanned skin and gray - green eyes. Dressed in black, hip - hugging jeans and a dark - blue halter top. With tan, zipped up, high-heeled boots. Simple silver earrings, a bracelet with red & orange precious stones and a bronze chain (very fine) with one tear - drop shaped diamond.
"Hey, Kay. Yeah, I was thinking about it. Besides, it would drive Julian crazy, too. I was just wondering what kinda shoes I should wear. Gotta match, but gotta be able to slip out of them or run in them. What are you gonna wear? Has to be something that can conceal weapons. I'll be able to hide a knife somewhere but you'll have to carry the other stuff. You okay with that?" Syd asked Kay, who had sat down and was leafing through Vogue (the french version.)
"Yeah, I'm okay with that. I'm probably gonna wear the deep-green skirt that stops just below my calves, wear the boots I'm wearing now and a crimson red laced corset with a black jacket over. You know the pant - suit jacket I wore yesterday when I came here. What can I say, I use my cloathes on many ocassions. I'm not like you, who buys cloathes just to use them on missions. But off course, I'm not married to ... him or my mom ..." Kay said but stopped herself, she was slightly pissed at herself. She had almost said Syd's mother's name and Syd's husbands real name. They were in a hotel room and they, or at least her, had no idea if someone was listening.
"Don't worry. No bugs or anything. I just don't want my everyday cloathes to rip or something. Can you zip it down? I was just trying it on to make sure it fitted." Syd told Kay.
Kaydra stood up and zipped down. Syd stepped out of the dress and put it on the hanger and into the cloathes-bag it had been in. Then put it in the closet.
"I think you should wear these shoes. Can't you run in these kinda shoes?" Kaydra asked, as she held up black, starppy high-heeled shoes for Syd to see.
"Yeah. I can run in those. Okay, I'll wear those. Now, should we get something to eat?" Syd asked, as she pulled on some jeans and a gray T - shirt. Then she put on some black slides.
"Sure. But just want to ask you where your husband is?" She asked, as they headed for the door and Syd picked her black shoulder bag of the couch.
"He went to meet an informant because of something my mom asked him to do. I love her and everything but we had just woken up this morning and were still in bed when his cell rang. He checked the ID - caller on his cell, and saw it was mom and picked it up. He exsplained to her he really should be here and prepare for this mission but this was more important and off course, we both kinda still work for her. So, I think he's coming back tomorrow night. Or at least I hope. Or we're gonna have to do this mission by ourselves. I'm not saying we can't handle that, just be easier if he's there. Ready to go?" Syd asked Kay, who had sat down on the couch while Syd had been looking for the keycard and her cell. Her cell had been re-chargeng and the keycard had been on the bedside-table on her side of the bed.
"Yep. Lets go, what are you in the mood for?" Kay asked, as they walked out of the room.
~*~
To Be Continued....
A/N: Hope you liked it and please leave a reply. I need to know what you thought of my fic. I wrote this 27.02.2004 while listening to Kiss Fm and taking care of my older brother (6). His school has somekinda winter - vaction thing. He off course had the TV on Cartoon Network and really loud, because I had the radio on really loud. But now I gotta go and get my younger brother (3) from kindergarten. And THANKS to those who left replys on MIA, both before and after the crash on SD-1.net when it was SD-1.com. ~ Crimson Snow (Dru)
by: Crimson Snow (Dru)
Disclaimer: Don't own anything. Everything ALIAS related owned by Touchstone TV, Buena Vista, J.J. Abrams and the other ALIAS writers, etc. Just own the plotline and charachters you haven't seen or heard about in the shows. I made them up.
A/N: This is the sequle to 'MIA'. If you haven't read that one, you probably wouldn't understand everything. So, I suggest you read that one first, HERE (put the link to MIA--- there). Hope you like both fics. This happens three months after MIA ended. And Sark does show emotions more than in the ep's. in ses.2 when he talked to Allison on the phone and such. Stupid name, tell me if you have a better one. ~ Crimson Snow
~*~
"What are you doing here, Sydney?" Jack bristow asked his daughter.
They were in Venice, He was there because of some private investigation into her disappearance.
She was dressed in a very tight, almost like a second skin, dress. It was kinda purple/dark-red depended on how the light fell on her figure. It was one of those chinease-style dresses. Very short with black dragons and such. She was also wearing black strappy high-heeled shoes.
"What are you doing here, Jack?" She asked, no warmth in her voice.
She thought maybe that he didn't notice, but he did, how she was always subtly looking at the door behind him.
"I was looking for clues as to who you had been working for when you double-crossed us. Just have to ask you this, did you kill Sloane and did he know you worked for a third person or agency?" He really didn't want to point a gun at his daughter, but she was dangerouse.
"I killed him, because he got Danny killed. And yes, He knew. That's why I couldn't kill him right away. He was usefull to my employer. Now, I really must be going. Hope next time will be under better circumstances." Syd told him, as Jack was shot with a tranq. gun.
The last thing Jack saw before he blacked out, was his daughter walking away with ... black - haired woman?
~*~
WEEK EARLIAR: Rome, Italy
"What do you want us to do for you?" Mr. Sark asked, the middle-aged man man in the charcol-grey suit with a light blue shirt and red tie.
"Something was stolen from my family a few months back. We thought it was lost for sure. Well, It has resurfaced in Venice and apperantly, the people that stole it are to willing to sell it to the highest bidder. Well, I want you and your partner to go there, get the artifact and kill the thieves and if it's possible, the person who bought it." The old man, in a very buissness kinda way.
Well, off course. This was buissness.
"Would you exscues me while I make a phone-call to my partner?" Sark asked, the old man who stood up and left room.
"So, what do what say? Wan't to to Venice?" He asked Sydney, his wife, after having told her what the deal was.
"Sure. I've spent way to much time relaxing. Do you believe our honeymoon lasted a month?" She asked him, while she watched the winter sun bathe her white-gold & gold wedding band in light. try and find one online. mostly one that's white-gold, gold, white-gold. ~ Dru
"Yeah, I can. Go pack, we leave tomorrow. I'll be home soon. Love me?" He asked, teasingly. He knew fully well what she would say.
"No, hate you. See you when you get home." She said, as she hanged up the phone. He knew she didn't mean it. She had said many times before that she loved him. Just when he asked over the phone or something like that was when she answeared like that.
Sark's wedding band was on a silver chain, around his neck under his black shirt. His was only white-gold. No need to let people know about his private buissness.
~*~
MONDAY (the day after they arrived to Venice):
Syd was really pleased with the dress she picked to wear on this mission. It slightly reminded her of the clothes she had, had to wear on missions for SD-6. But this one covered a bit more skin.
She was going to use it on Friday, she was going with Kaydra to the party held by the sellers, to distract both the hosts and the people that intended to buy.
Her mother didn't really care if her and Sark, once in a while, did some freelancing. As long as it didn't come down on her or her orginazation.
Kaydra was an old friend of Sydney's. They had trained together. They were gonna distract and lure the seller/s and buyer/s away and kill them. Meanwhile, Sark was going to steal the artifact.
"That dress looks good on you. That the one you're gonna wear?" A female voice asked, from behind Syd.
Syd looked into the mirror, there stood Kaydra.
She really had red hair, curly and long. But she had a wig on; black, long, hair.Tanned skin and gray - green eyes. Dressed in black, hip - hugging jeans and a dark - blue halter top. With tan, zipped up, high-heeled boots. Simple silver earrings, a bracelet with red & orange precious stones and a bronze chain (very fine) with one tear - drop shaped diamond.
"Hey, Kay. Yeah, I was thinking about it. Besides, it would drive Julian crazy, too. I was just wondering what kinda shoes I should wear. Gotta match, but gotta be able to slip out of them or run in them. What are you gonna wear? Has to be something that can conceal weapons. I'll be able to hide a knife somewhere but you'll have to carry the other stuff. You okay with that?" Syd asked Kay, who had sat down and was leafing through Vogue (the french version.)
"Yeah, I'm okay with that. I'm probably gonna wear the deep-green skirt that stops just below my calves, wear the boots I'm wearing now and a crimson red laced corset with a black jacket over. You know the pant - suit jacket I wore yesterday when I came here. What can I say, I use my cloathes on many ocassions. I'm not like you, who buys cloathes just to use them on missions. But off course, I'm not married to ... him or my mom ..." Kay said but stopped herself, she was slightly pissed at herself. She had almost said Syd's mother's name and Syd's husbands real name. They were in a hotel room and they, or at least her, had no idea if someone was listening.
"Don't worry. No bugs or anything. I just don't want my everyday cloathes to rip or something. Can you zip it down? I was just trying it on to make sure it fitted." Syd told Kay.
Kaydra stood up and zipped down. Syd stepped out of the dress and put it on the hanger and into the cloathes-bag it had been in. Then put it in the closet.
"I think you should wear these shoes. Can't you run in these kinda shoes?" Kaydra asked, as she held up black, starppy high-heeled shoes for Syd to see.
"Yeah. I can run in those. Okay, I'll wear those. Now, should we get something to eat?" Syd asked, as she pulled on some jeans and a gray T - shirt. Then she put on some black slides.
"Sure. But just want to ask you where your husband is?" She asked, as they headed for the door and Syd picked her black shoulder bag of the couch.
"He went to meet an informant because of something my mom asked him to do. I love her and everything but we had just woken up this morning and were still in bed when his cell rang. He checked the ID - caller on his cell, and saw it was mom and picked it up. He exsplained to her he really should be here and prepare for this mission but this was more important and off course, we both kinda still work for her. So, I think he's coming back tomorrow night. Or at least I hope. Or we're gonna have to do this mission by ourselves. I'm not saying we can't handle that, just be easier if he's there. Ready to go?" Syd asked Kay, who had sat down on the couch while Syd had been looking for the keycard and her cell. Her cell had been re-chargeng and the keycard had been on the bedside-table on her side of the bed.
"Yep. Lets go, what are you in the mood for?" Kay asked, as they walked out of the room.
~*~
To Be Continued....
A/N: Hope you liked it and please leave a reply. I need to know what you thought of my fic. I wrote this 27.02.2004 while listening to Kiss Fm and taking care of my older brother (6). His school has somekinda winter - vaction thing. He off course had the TV on Cartoon Network and really loud, because I had the radio on really loud. But now I gotta go and get my younger brother (3) from kindergarten. And THANKS to those who left replys on MIA, both before and after the crash on SD-1.net when it was SD-1.com. ~ Crimson Snow (Dru)