Disclaimer- Okay, it's been weeks, and Michael still hasn't shown up on my
doorstep. I don't know what's wrong with him! So I don't own him or his
gang yet.
Author's Note- Couch, you made my day with your comment about being bloody brilliant. I mean seriously, that's one of the nicest things someone has ever said about me. Now, Enigma will back me up here in saying that this is my worst story. Ever. My others, including the sequel to this, are much better. I just updated it in fact. This one sucks. LOL.
Sorry I haven't updated sooner, but beyond the demands of high school, I've been very sick recently. But we have the day off, so you'll be receiving lots of new chapters!
Chapter Fourteen Bound
Sydney's jaw dropped down. She had a half-brother and half-sister? "What do you mean? I mean. no way," she said incredulously.
"Your mother delivered a set of twins when she was sixteen. The twins were sent to live in two different places, away from your mother. I was sent to England to live with Edward Poole, and Yekaterina was sent to live with Boris Zabav."
"What's your name?"
"Aleksei is my Russian name, but I go by Alex with my friends. You can call me Alex, or Sark," he said smiling at her.
"Where is Yekaterina now?" Sydney asked, slightly dreading the response.
"Yekaterina, well she goes by Katya now, or at least the last time I saw her. She's one of The Man's top agents. Very secret, her location is guarded and she is never alone," Alex said sadly.
"Why?"
"Because Katya is one of the only two living descendents of Milo Rambaldi."
"You mean your dad is Milo Rambaldi?" Sydney asked, horrified.
"Heavens no! His great-great-great grandkid or something. I've never met the fellow. He died the day after he knocked up my mom. Our mom," Alex said, grinning again.
"So, you and Katya don't hang out or anything?"
"No. She has a heart of evil. Has been that way since she was born."
"Why?"
"I'm sure you've heard of the prophecy. She is that woman. Your - our mother has been to Mt. Subacio. Katya won't go."
"Why not?"
"The device. If she finds it first she can rule the world. She really is sick."
"What's the device?"
"Well, that's what we're going to find out. We're leaving for Russia in ten minutes. They think they may have found the location."
"And we're going to bring it back for the CIA."
"No. We're going to destroy it. If the CIA is in possession of it, terrorist groups, like SD-6, will try and gain it. Without it, the world may be a little safer," Alex replied.
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Sydney and Alex crept quietly down the beaten path. After spending hours on a bumpy plane getting to know each other, they were in Russia. The air was piercingly artic and the frozen trees around them cracked in the icy breeze. The sky was clear, and the dead kings were in abundance. They slowed as the warm glow of flashlights made patterns in the snow. Men crying in Russian could be heard, their voices echoing into the desolate night. Alex reached over and squeezed her hand, it was going to be all right.
Author's Note- Couch, you made my day with your comment about being bloody brilliant. I mean seriously, that's one of the nicest things someone has ever said about me. Now, Enigma will back me up here in saying that this is my worst story. Ever. My others, including the sequel to this, are much better. I just updated it in fact. This one sucks. LOL.
Sorry I haven't updated sooner, but beyond the demands of high school, I've been very sick recently. But we have the day off, so you'll be receiving lots of new chapters!
Chapter Fourteen Bound
Sydney's jaw dropped down. She had a half-brother and half-sister? "What do you mean? I mean. no way," she said incredulously.
"Your mother delivered a set of twins when she was sixteen. The twins were sent to live in two different places, away from your mother. I was sent to England to live with Edward Poole, and Yekaterina was sent to live with Boris Zabav."
"What's your name?"
"Aleksei is my Russian name, but I go by Alex with my friends. You can call me Alex, or Sark," he said smiling at her.
"Where is Yekaterina now?" Sydney asked, slightly dreading the response.
"Yekaterina, well she goes by Katya now, or at least the last time I saw her. She's one of The Man's top agents. Very secret, her location is guarded and she is never alone," Alex said sadly.
"Why?"
"Because Katya is one of the only two living descendents of Milo Rambaldi."
"You mean your dad is Milo Rambaldi?" Sydney asked, horrified.
"Heavens no! His great-great-great grandkid or something. I've never met the fellow. He died the day after he knocked up my mom. Our mom," Alex said, grinning again.
"So, you and Katya don't hang out or anything?"
"No. She has a heart of evil. Has been that way since she was born."
"Why?"
"I'm sure you've heard of the prophecy. She is that woman. Your - our mother has been to Mt. Subacio. Katya won't go."
"Why not?"
"The device. If she finds it first she can rule the world. She really is sick."
"What's the device?"
"Well, that's what we're going to find out. We're leaving for Russia in ten minutes. They think they may have found the location."
"And we're going to bring it back for the CIA."
"No. We're going to destroy it. If the CIA is in possession of it, terrorist groups, like SD-6, will try and gain it. Without it, the world may be a little safer," Alex replied.
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Sydney and Alex crept quietly down the beaten path. After spending hours on a bumpy plane getting to know each other, they were in Russia. The air was piercingly artic and the frozen trees around them cracked in the icy breeze. The sky was clear, and the dead kings were in abundance. They slowed as the warm glow of flashlights made patterns in the snow. Men crying in Russian could be heard, their voices echoing into the desolate night. Alex reached over and squeezed her hand, it was going to be all right.