Too Easy.. Phase VI
"I never realized I was spread too thin
To live was too late
And I was empty within hungry
Feeding on chaos
And living in sin
Downward spiral where do I begin?
It all started when I lost my mother
No love for myself
And no love for another
Searching to find a love up on a higher level
Finding nothing but questions and devils"
-- Papa Roach, 'Last Resort'.
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"That's is?" Vaughn asked, surprised at how easy this was going to be. (If it worked. If Sark was really on their side.)
"Yes, Mr. Vaughn. We have distractions in place. Mr. Khasino will be with Irina, so she will not be a problem. I will take all of you out, with the help of my guards. No questions will be asked. If they are, by the time they reach Irina, it will be too late; we would have cleared the area. Alexander will meet up with us later. Any questions?" Sark explained.
"No, no, not at all. What did you need me to do though?" Vaughn questioned.
"Right, while I am taking your fellow agents and Sy..Ms Bristow out, I will need you to break into the cell where the 2 children are held. Jack will be on coms, so he will direct you. The other agents, all they have to do is keep their heads down, and mouths shut. And, be ready to fight should the need arise" Sark finished.
"Ok, not a problem. Let me get my agents.." Vaughn said, heading over to his 3 peers, ready for the escape that seemed all too easy.
Fallon and Thomas did not raise any questions. While Vaughn may have been a Cold, bitter prick, he did know what he was doing. And he was good at it as well. Weiss on the other hand, raised several objections.. "How can you trust him, Vaughn? This is Sark we are talking about here!" Weiss exclaimed, "You're the last person that needs reminding what that monster is capable of!"
"We can trust him, Weiss" Vaughn argued.
"Trust? You would place trust in that man!?" Weiss yelled, " One word Vaughn - Taipei - remember that? You're going to place your trust in a man capable of that?" Weiss was angry - but more confused that Vaughn would be willing to place so much trust in Sark.
"Because we need to. You wanna get out of here? Then we work with Sark.." Vaughn replied, flatly.
"I remember what you were like when you can back. Both of you" he continued in a lower voice, "I never want to see either of you like that again.."
"Too late, Eric. She is just like she was, after the Taipei Op" Vaughn said, emotion creeping into his voice, and guilt in his eyes.
Weiss gave up. There was no arguing with him when he was like this. When Sydney was involved. Sark reappeared, handing Vaughn his com-set, ready to take the other agents out of there. "Ok, fine. Fallon, Andrews, we're going.." Weiss indicated for them to follow. Sark helped Sydney out but before he left the room, he turned to Vaughn, "Thanks, and Mr. Vaughn. Good luck" and he was gone. Vaughn set himself up, with the com-gear and his gun out.
"Mr. Vaughn?" The voice was of Jack Bristow, and Vaughn was a little shocked to hear it. People he thought were dead where appearing left, right and centre. While he knew Jack would be on the other end, Sark had told him so, it was still a surprise to him.
"Yeah, this is Vaughn. Jack?"
"Good. Now, take a left at the end of the corridor."
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It all seemed to go off without a hitch. Vaughn had the children, and was now in the safety of the van, along with Jack. Sark had almost gotten the agents and Sydney off the premise. Alexander still had Irina preoccupied. Then something went wrong. Vaughn could hear the desperation in Jack's voice, as he called for Sark to answer his calls. Vaughn heard a static voice coming over the intercom, saying 'an agent is caught'. He couldn't just sit back and let his fellow agent be killed. He jumped off his seat, with Jack yelling at him to come back, that he was going to get himself killed.
Vaughn entered the warehouse. Andrews, Weiss, Sydney and Sark where hiding behind crates. Thomas uttering obscenities, saying he wanted to help Erin. But Sark and Weiss telling him to stay put. He scanned the room, seeing Erin on her knee's, with Irina pointing a gun at her head. Irina was demanding something, this he could tell from the tone of her voice. What she was demanding, he could not understand properly. He turned to Sark, "Take her out of here. To the van, with Jack. Andrews, Weiss, come with me"
Sark nodded, handing his com set to Vaughn, "Keep in touch, ok?"
Vaughn nodded in compliance, "we'll see you in 10 minutes, ok?"
"Sure" Sark answered, helping Sydney outside. The three men had no real strategy. Just getting out alive was the gist of what they needed to do.
Weiss and Andrews took out the goons, and ran to help Erin. Vaughn snuck up behind Irina, pointing his gun into the back on her skull, "We meet again, Mr. Vaughn" Irina smiled.
"Wouldn't be so happy if I were you, bitch" Vaughn snapped.
"Any why not?" Irina loved tormenting him. She knew his weaknesses, "Were is your little Sydney now?"
"Safe. That's all you need to know" Vaughn replied, pressing the gun harder against her head.
"Oh. With Sark?" she smiled at his naivety, "Did you really think he had changed? I have news for you, Mr. Vaughn, people like Sark. Like myself. We don't change. People never change.."
Vaughn heard an almighty blast coming from outside.
"And that, Mr. Vaughn, I believe was Sydney. Her father. And her children"
Vaughn snapped, "You fucking bitch. You BITCH!!" he screamed more at her. English entwining with French, "You have killed everyone that ever matter to me! You killed your own daughter! Your grandchildren!"
"They were your children, Mr. Vaughn. Did you know that?"
"How could you know, even if they were?"
"What do you take me for, Mr. Vaughn? A low-grade amateur? I have been in this game before you were even born"
"I know. I know because you killed my father when I was just a child.."
'i am the bullet in the gun (and i control you) i am the truth from which you run (and i control you) i am the silencing machine (and i control you) i am the end of all your dreams (and i control you)' -- Nine Inch Nails, 'Mr. Self Destruct'
He didn't even realize he had shot her. Not until her body crumbled to the ground, and blood oozed over his shoes. He stepped back, looking up at his peers. Hiding his emotions, he ordered them all to leave. He followed, taking one last look at the scene before him. The 4 headed out. Weiss, Andrews and Fallon where all in search of a black van. Vaughn knew all they would fine would be a fire where the van should be, slowly dieing. As soon as he saw it, the realization that she was gone hit him. This time, there was no 'maybe we will find her'. She, along with the children he never knew where dead. He felt paralyzed, and couldn't move. He legs felt like jelly, ready to give way beneath him. His eyes full of tears and he cried. He didn't care who was watching. He let all his emotions run freely, knowing he would never see Sydney again..
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"I never realized I was spread too thin
To live was too late
And I was empty within hungry
Feeding on chaos
And living in sin
Downward spiral where do I begin?
It all started when I lost my mother
No love for myself
And no love for another
Searching to find a love up on a higher level
Finding nothing but questions and devils"
-- Papa Roach, 'Last Resort'.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"That's is?" Vaughn asked, surprised at how easy this was going to be. (If it worked. If Sark was really on their side.)
"Yes, Mr. Vaughn. We have distractions in place. Mr. Khasino will be with Irina, so she will not be a problem. I will take all of you out, with the help of my guards. No questions will be asked. If they are, by the time they reach Irina, it will be too late; we would have cleared the area. Alexander will meet up with us later. Any questions?" Sark explained.
"No, no, not at all. What did you need me to do though?" Vaughn questioned.
"Right, while I am taking your fellow agents and Sy..Ms Bristow out, I will need you to break into the cell where the 2 children are held. Jack will be on coms, so he will direct you. The other agents, all they have to do is keep their heads down, and mouths shut. And, be ready to fight should the need arise" Sark finished.
"Ok, not a problem. Let me get my agents.." Vaughn said, heading over to his 3 peers, ready for the escape that seemed all too easy.
Fallon and Thomas did not raise any questions. While Vaughn may have been a Cold, bitter prick, he did know what he was doing. And he was good at it as well. Weiss on the other hand, raised several objections.. "How can you trust him, Vaughn? This is Sark we are talking about here!" Weiss exclaimed, "You're the last person that needs reminding what that monster is capable of!"
"We can trust him, Weiss" Vaughn argued.
"Trust? You would place trust in that man!?" Weiss yelled, " One word Vaughn - Taipei - remember that? You're going to place your trust in a man capable of that?" Weiss was angry - but more confused that Vaughn would be willing to place so much trust in Sark.
"Because we need to. You wanna get out of here? Then we work with Sark.." Vaughn replied, flatly.
"I remember what you were like when you can back. Both of you" he continued in a lower voice, "I never want to see either of you like that again.."
"Too late, Eric. She is just like she was, after the Taipei Op" Vaughn said, emotion creeping into his voice, and guilt in his eyes.
Weiss gave up. There was no arguing with him when he was like this. When Sydney was involved. Sark reappeared, handing Vaughn his com-set, ready to take the other agents out of there. "Ok, fine. Fallon, Andrews, we're going.." Weiss indicated for them to follow. Sark helped Sydney out but before he left the room, he turned to Vaughn, "Thanks, and Mr. Vaughn. Good luck" and he was gone. Vaughn set himself up, with the com-gear and his gun out.
"Mr. Vaughn?" The voice was of Jack Bristow, and Vaughn was a little shocked to hear it. People he thought were dead where appearing left, right and centre. While he knew Jack would be on the other end, Sark had told him so, it was still a surprise to him.
"Yeah, this is Vaughn. Jack?"
"Good. Now, take a left at the end of the corridor."
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It all seemed to go off without a hitch. Vaughn had the children, and was now in the safety of the van, along with Jack. Sark had almost gotten the agents and Sydney off the premise. Alexander still had Irina preoccupied. Then something went wrong. Vaughn could hear the desperation in Jack's voice, as he called for Sark to answer his calls. Vaughn heard a static voice coming over the intercom, saying 'an agent is caught'. He couldn't just sit back and let his fellow agent be killed. He jumped off his seat, with Jack yelling at him to come back, that he was going to get himself killed.
Vaughn entered the warehouse. Andrews, Weiss, Sydney and Sark where hiding behind crates. Thomas uttering obscenities, saying he wanted to help Erin. But Sark and Weiss telling him to stay put. He scanned the room, seeing Erin on her knee's, with Irina pointing a gun at her head. Irina was demanding something, this he could tell from the tone of her voice. What she was demanding, he could not understand properly. He turned to Sark, "Take her out of here. To the van, with Jack. Andrews, Weiss, come with me"
Sark nodded, handing his com set to Vaughn, "Keep in touch, ok?"
Vaughn nodded in compliance, "we'll see you in 10 minutes, ok?"
"Sure" Sark answered, helping Sydney outside. The three men had no real strategy. Just getting out alive was the gist of what they needed to do.
Weiss and Andrews took out the goons, and ran to help Erin. Vaughn snuck up behind Irina, pointing his gun into the back on her skull, "We meet again, Mr. Vaughn" Irina smiled.
"Wouldn't be so happy if I were you, bitch" Vaughn snapped.
"Any why not?" Irina loved tormenting him. She knew his weaknesses, "Were is your little Sydney now?"
"Safe. That's all you need to know" Vaughn replied, pressing the gun harder against her head.
"Oh. With Sark?" she smiled at his naivety, "Did you really think he had changed? I have news for you, Mr. Vaughn, people like Sark. Like myself. We don't change. People never change.."
Vaughn heard an almighty blast coming from outside.
"And that, Mr. Vaughn, I believe was Sydney. Her father. And her children"
Vaughn snapped, "You fucking bitch. You BITCH!!" he screamed more at her. English entwining with French, "You have killed everyone that ever matter to me! You killed your own daughter! Your grandchildren!"
"They were your children, Mr. Vaughn. Did you know that?"
"How could you know, even if they were?"
"What do you take me for, Mr. Vaughn? A low-grade amateur? I have been in this game before you were even born"
"I know. I know because you killed my father when I was just a child.."
'i am the bullet in the gun (and i control you) i am the truth from which you run (and i control you) i am the silencing machine (and i control you) i am the end of all your dreams (and i control you)' -- Nine Inch Nails, 'Mr. Self Destruct'
He didn't even realize he had shot her. Not until her body crumbled to the ground, and blood oozed over his shoes. He stepped back, looking up at his peers. Hiding his emotions, he ordered them all to leave. He followed, taking one last look at the scene before him. The 4 headed out. Weiss, Andrews and Fallon where all in search of a black van. Vaughn knew all they would fine would be a fire where the van should be, slowly dieing. As soon as he saw it, the realization that she was gone hit him. This time, there was no 'maybe we will find her'. She, along with the children he never knew where dead. He felt paralyzed, and couldn't move. He legs felt like jelly, ready to give way beneath him. His eyes full of tears and he cried. He didn't care who was watching. He let all his emotions run freely, knowing he would never see Sydney again..
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