Author's Notes: Hello, this is my first attempt at an Alias fanfiction. I am in the market for a beta :) If you think you can help me, please let me know. (You can leave a message in my reviews, make sure I have your email :) )

I hope you enjoy this. Thank you for reading. Oh, and I intend no copyright infringement.

Alarms rang throughout the building. Guards rushed -guns ready- over the several levels of what had previously appeared to be an abandoned warehouse.

As the madness ensued one figure stood silent and still. Waiting patiently for the opportunity to make a move. Her tight bodysuit, ideally made for stealth, clearly revealed that the figure was a woman. However, her face was hidden under a mask, an attempt to obscure her identity.

The woman, finally seeing her chance, broke out into a run down the long and dark corridor. Shouts came from behind her back and four uniformed guards ran out from around the corner in front of her. Guns drawn, they prepared to fire.

Thinking quickly the woman dropped to the floor and slid on the ground towards the guards. The guards quickly readjusted and again attempted to fire, but the young woman had grabbed the nearest weapon she could find. It was only a small piece of pipe, but it was enough to get the job done. She threw it, hitting the first guard in the head. He, in turn, knocked into the guard behind him, causing a domino effect of unbalanced guards.

The woman rose quickly and continued to run. Soon she found herself in front of exactly what she had come for. It was a small crystal, no larger than the size of a child's fist. She moved towards it, noting the security system incasing it. She disregarded the lasers that would trigger an alarm. It was much too late for that.

She then turned her attention to the rest of the security, focusing on the one that would trigger automatic firing if the crystal were removed, without a proper shut down. A shut down that would take fifteen minutes. She did not have fifteen minutes to waste. The woman quickly surveyed the room and tested the system.

Taking appropriate cover behind a desk, the woman threw a coin through the lasers, where it hit the case that enclosed the crystal. This caused a slight vibration of the glass case. The reaction was immediate, five shots rang out at once, one for every possible direction a thief could be standing at, and one from the ceiling to prevent infiltration from that direction. This would be anything but easy.

But the intruder was an expert for a reason. She was trained - and better yet - she was smart. The woman jumped up and grabbed hold of the beams that were attached to the ceiling. She pulled herself up until she lay along the top of the beams. She then moved along the beam until she was position next to the ceiling gun. She lowered a cord that was connected to a metal box that functioned like a suction cup. As soon as the machine broke through the lasers the weapons fired, but the suction cup's reinforced metal base provided it protection against the bullet.

Quickly and efficiently the glass case was lifted off of the stand, leaving clear access to the small red crystal. The woman lowered a second glass case, which sealed itself around the crystal. She pulled the crystal up and replaced the original glass case on the stand. She dropped from the beam back to the floor. As she tucked the case holding the crystal away in a pouch attached to her ankle another guard entered the room.

He held his gun steady and demanded the woman drop to her knees. The woman complied, but not before taking a small object from the same pouch that now held the crystal. Pretending to move her hands to her head the woman then threw the object at the stand and through the lasers, again hitting the glass case. The subsequent gunshots distracted the guard long enough for the women to kick his legs out from under him.

The resulting fight was fast and frenzied. The guard scrambled up from the ground and took up a fighting stance. Each punch, every kick that she made, was blocked by the guard. But the woman attacked so quickly and so fervently that the guard could not launch his own attack. Finally she knocked the guard back to the ground with a spinning kick to the head.

He lay on the ground, exhausted and panting. He stared up at her fear easily overcoming his features.

"Who the hell are you?" He finally asked.

"The name is Sydney," the woman replied without any emotion, before delivering one last kick to the head, completely knocking out the guard.

The woman then fled the building, her mission a success.