A/N: This is my first fan fiction ever so please.. be kind! Constructive reviews as well as worshipping ones are welcomed. Everything you might not understand in this first chapter will be explained in the next I promise. I will be updating frequently if some people like the story. I plan on making this story very long so beware.

Disclaimer: I do not own Sark or anything else Alias related. Amy ,Lionel and Rupert how ever are my characters.

"Storm"

Amy turned away from the television and announced to her father there was going to be a storm this evening. She never liked when he was leaving like this not telling her where he was going. Of course she knew of his work as a CIA agent and the thought he encountered terrorists on a daily basis and could get killed any day was enough to make her hate his job. Lionel Richmond was one of the CIA's best. Though his advanced age he could kick ass like no one else. His only daughter Amy was however the most important thing in his life. If he would have thought for one second his work could one day endanger her he would've stopped it all. But after all these years of missions and with his ability to never fail he had come to think he was untouchable . He was about to be proved wrong.

"I'll see you in a couple of hours okay Honey?"

He placed a tender kiss on her forehead and walked to the door. He made sure to grab his umbrella and winked at her before closing the door behind him.

Amywas on college break and she expected to spend time with her Father. So much for that she thought.

She made herself comfortable on the couch and changed the channel.

He hated himself for leaving his daughter at home like he promised himself he would never do again after he missed her 11th birthday because he was on a mission. But he really needed to go.

"Mr. Richmond it's a pleasure to meet you"

The man standing in front of his bodyguards said.

"I believe you've met Mr. Sark" He said while looking at the young man who had just entered.

"Yes I have." Lionel responded while giving Julian a look filled with complicity.

"Let's do business gentlemen" Sark said approaching the other two men.

"I will need a sample first to make sure it is authentic." Rupert Guevara was always more than cautious. Richmond gave him a head sign as a positive response and gave him a sample. After Sark confirmed it was the real thing the men exchanged suitcases and left the site.

That went well. Lionel was in his car driving home and he was more than eager to spend the rest of his evening with his daughter.

Suddenly before he could react his car was getting crashed into the wall of a mall. He got out of his car as quickly as he could knowing it could explode at any moment. The second he made it out he saw him. Rupert. A very angry Rupert. Lionel knew why and at this moment he knew he would never make it home to his daughter. Rupert approached him slowly pointing his gun at the CIA agent's head. Just when the man thought it was over Sark arrived and managed to separate the furious man and his gun. A fight ensued and Sark knocked Rupert out. He ran to Lionel who was still on the floor looking for something in his car.

"Lionel we have to get you out of here." He looked at the car and saw the gas leaking. "Now Lionel." he screamed at the man who was not listening to him at all. The car would certainly blow up. He did not care though, he found what he was looking for in his car and gave it to Sark.

"Please, keep her safe. Go."

Sark was about to protest but Lionel gave him a look that kept his mouth shut. Sark obeyed and left while he looked at what Lionel gave him. A picture. Of a young woman he assumed was his daughter. Before Mr. Richmond could think of a plan Rupert was back up and pointing his gun at him again. He stood up and gave Mr. Guevara a defying look. He didn't feel like playing games though. He pulled the trigger and as he was falling on the cold pavement Rupert got close to him and whispered in his ear

"I know who you truly are Mr. Richmond. I know you're CIA and I know you also have a daughter. But don't worry, I'm not going kill her. I'm going to torture her and rape her until she begs me to kill her and when I get bored of her screams, then I will kill her."

He said with a sick smile on his face. Lionel thought about Amy one more time, closed his eyes ,chased away his Killer's last words, reminded himself that Julian was going to protect her from any arm and died peacefully, knowing his daughter was in good hands.