I am going to make this story as different as I possibly can.
Sydney's POV
How did I get here? I never imagined that this would ever be happening.to me of all people.I mean I think I am an average person, I just know too much.
Who am I kidding? My innocence has been shattered. It was shattered a long time ago. My innocence lies as a million pieces of glass of the floor of my childhood. I don't deserve anything. It feels like its been a million years, you can't change the past.
But still.I am standing here, unlike a normal person, but like anyone else I am wondering how I got here, how it all happened, and how, after all the fighting, torment, and emotional roller coasters, I am still standing.
:: Agent Bristow stood among the collapsed desks, frayed wires and uncompleted mission reports of SD-6::
I wonder if it's over. If I am finally free, if the world is finally rid of the lies a manipulations that have haunted my life. I pray that it is. I don't know that if I could stand alone like this for much longer.
It feels like my shattered innocence is a heavy weight on my shoulders. That all I know is crushing me under its weight, but at the same time pushing me forward with heavy steps. But if I remove this burden from my being then I will collapse anyways.
Suddenly I want to run, I want to be anywhere but where I am right now. This place is holding to many sickle memories. That if I am here any longer the guillotine will come crashing down with me under it. I can't even place my feelings right now. I recollect wanting this to happen for so long, that when it finally did happen I could remove the shroud from my wings and fly away. Stay away, so that nothing could touch me and be polluted by the person that the injustices of this world have forced me to become.
I'm still standing in the room that has imprisoned me for so long, still looking for a way out. I know there is a way out, but I can't seem to find it.
Vaughn's POV
Its over, it's finally over. She can live her life in peace with the knowledge that she has justified the wrong doings that she helped create. She is so strong; she looks strong, like she could hold up a building if it meant just saving the life of a single innocent. Yet when she miraculously isn't thinking about how she did the world wrong, she is so innocent. Like she swept up the pieces of her shattered innocence and placed it back in her sprit, whole and untouched.
:: Agent Vaughn stands among the ruins of what was once SD-6::
If only life were that simple. If only it were for the better.If only. I see her standing there. She looks like she's looking for something. Most likely she is still looking for a way out. Like she still hasn't solved problems, she looks like she needs an escape.
She hasn't seen me yet. She might see me, I don't know, but then again maybe she won't. I'm not in a hurry to make my presence known, not yet anyways.
She sees me know.
Sydney's POV
My escape. It was always there, I never had to torture myself and think I had killed it.it was always there.
He was always there.
My green escape. Why didn't I see him before? Well I had seen him before.I had wished for him before. I had wished that he was my knight in shinning armor. He would just come and take me away, all the while slashing and destroying my fears with his bravery. Not just a "guardian angle", so I had named him. No, a guardian angle was never supposed to show themselves. They are supposed to remain hidden, helping you combat your fears in secrecy. But he isn't like either of them, he's more. Like the two put together. He was my support; he dived down into my heart to chase away my despair, then took it and lifted it to safety and happiness with his purity.
He stands there.
I see him.
He's already seen me, waiting for me to spot him.
And I have.
From the moment he offered a chocolate donut and a cup of black coffee to the crazed red head sitting alone in a room scribbling furiously on a piece of paper like it was her enemy, I had seen him.
I stand there for a moment, not knowing what to do, but at the same time knowing exactly what I should do.
Vaughn's POV
Its all seems so simple now. Like all the fighting and anguish was for nothing. Like all we had to do was step across the threshold and embrace.
But life is never that easy, its never been, but for some reason I am thinking that it is now.
The fighting was for everything. Without the battles, her battles, my battles.our battles, we wouldn't be here. We wouldn't be standing where we are now. We wouldn't be standing on the opposite sides of an open threshold that waited for us to pass.
And now it's that simple. All we have to do is walk across. Across the destruction and chaos that our threshold has taken residence in. The simple step of innocence across a threshold.
Sydney's POV
We've seen each other. All we have to do now is close the gap. Step across the deceit that rules our worlds and speak the truth that can overcome it.
I'm walking towards him now.
I'm helping to close the gap.
We're almost there.
Vaughn's POV
We're here now.
Sydney and Vaughn stood in the middle of SD-6 and released themselves to each other.
In there world you sat and contemplated. You wondered if what your actions consequences will affect the world the way you want them too even before you act upon them.
But the stood there holding each other while giving themselves to each other in every way they could at that moment. There actions unplanned, or at least they didn't think they were.
But every thing was planned. There actions of that moment where planned over months of lust that grew to love and that love that was the desire, passion, hope and future of their forsaken world.
In the end.
There is never an end.
A/N:
Dream Writer 4 Life did it, and I thought why not me? I choose my differences though. I hope you liked it. Its meant to be a one chapter but pending on your reaction, I might write others like it. With or with out and original plot. Thanks for reading and please review.
Thank you,
Kathryn
Sydney's POV
How did I get here? I never imagined that this would ever be happening.to me of all people.I mean I think I am an average person, I just know too much.
Who am I kidding? My innocence has been shattered. It was shattered a long time ago. My innocence lies as a million pieces of glass of the floor of my childhood. I don't deserve anything. It feels like its been a million years, you can't change the past.
But still.I am standing here, unlike a normal person, but like anyone else I am wondering how I got here, how it all happened, and how, after all the fighting, torment, and emotional roller coasters, I am still standing.
:: Agent Bristow stood among the collapsed desks, frayed wires and uncompleted mission reports of SD-6::
I wonder if it's over. If I am finally free, if the world is finally rid of the lies a manipulations that have haunted my life. I pray that it is. I don't know that if I could stand alone like this for much longer.
It feels like my shattered innocence is a heavy weight on my shoulders. That all I know is crushing me under its weight, but at the same time pushing me forward with heavy steps. But if I remove this burden from my being then I will collapse anyways.
Suddenly I want to run, I want to be anywhere but where I am right now. This place is holding to many sickle memories. That if I am here any longer the guillotine will come crashing down with me under it. I can't even place my feelings right now. I recollect wanting this to happen for so long, that when it finally did happen I could remove the shroud from my wings and fly away. Stay away, so that nothing could touch me and be polluted by the person that the injustices of this world have forced me to become.
I'm still standing in the room that has imprisoned me for so long, still looking for a way out. I know there is a way out, but I can't seem to find it.
Vaughn's POV
Its over, it's finally over. She can live her life in peace with the knowledge that she has justified the wrong doings that she helped create. She is so strong; she looks strong, like she could hold up a building if it meant just saving the life of a single innocent. Yet when she miraculously isn't thinking about how she did the world wrong, she is so innocent. Like she swept up the pieces of her shattered innocence and placed it back in her sprit, whole and untouched.
:: Agent Vaughn stands among the ruins of what was once SD-6::
If only life were that simple. If only it were for the better.If only. I see her standing there. She looks like she's looking for something. Most likely she is still looking for a way out. Like she still hasn't solved problems, she looks like she needs an escape.
She hasn't seen me yet. She might see me, I don't know, but then again maybe she won't. I'm not in a hurry to make my presence known, not yet anyways.
She sees me know.
Sydney's POV
My escape. It was always there, I never had to torture myself and think I had killed it.it was always there.
He was always there.
My green escape. Why didn't I see him before? Well I had seen him before.I had wished for him before. I had wished that he was my knight in shinning armor. He would just come and take me away, all the while slashing and destroying my fears with his bravery. Not just a "guardian angle", so I had named him. No, a guardian angle was never supposed to show themselves. They are supposed to remain hidden, helping you combat your fears in secrecy. But he isn't like either of them, he's more. Like the two put together. He was my support; he dived down into my heart to chase away my despair, then took it and lifted it to safety and happiness with his purity.
He stands there.
I see him.
He's already seen me, waiting for me to spot him.
And I have.
From the moment he offered a chocolate donut and a cup of black coffee to the crazed red head sitting alone in a room scribbling furiously on a piece of paper like it was her enemy, I had seen him.
I stand there for a moment, not knowing what to do, but at the same time knowing exactly what I should do.
Vaughn's POV
Its all seems so simple now. Like all the fighting and anguish was for nothing. Like all we had to do was step across the threshold and embrace.
But life is never that easy, its never been, but for some reason I am thinking that it is now.
The fighting was for everything. Without the battles, her battles, my battles.our battles, we wouldn't be here. We wouldn't be standing where we are now. We wouldn't be standing on the opposite sides of an open threshold that waited for us to pass.
And now it's that simple. All we have to do is walk across. Across the destruction and chaos that our threshold has taken residence in. The simple step of innocence across a threshold.
Sydney's POV
We've seen each other. All we have to do now is close the gap. Step across the deceit that rules our worlds and speak the truth that can overcome it.
I'm walking towards him now.
I'm helping to close the gap.
We're almost there.
Vaughn's POV
We're here now.
Sydney and Vaughn stood in the middle of SD-6 and released themselves to each other.
In there world you sat and contemplated. You wondered if what your actions consequences will affect the world the way you want them too even before you act upon them.
But the stood there holding each other while giving themselves to each other in every way they could at that moment. There actions unplanned, or at least they didn't think they were.
But every thing was planned. There actions of that moment where planned over months of lust that grew to love and that love that was the desire, passion, hope and future of their forsaken world.
In the end.
There is never an end.
A/N:
Dream Writer 4 Life did it, and I thought why not me? I choose my differences though. I hope you liked it. Its meant to be a one chapter but pending on your reaction, I might write others like it. With or with out and original plot. Thanks for reading and please review.
Thank you,
Kathryn