[NOTE:: IN THIS PART...VAUGHN AND SYDNEY'S VIEWS ARE JOINED TOGETHER.-okay..here's the "killer"!! lols.]
--Vaughn & Sydney--
"Do you know what it's like to be tortured, Michael?" she heard a familiar voice say through one of the ceiling panels. Followed by that, she could hear some punches and kicks being thrown. Sydney easily pulled off the panel, and took a peek at what was happening. And, there was Vaughn. More bloodier and bruised up than before. How he was still alive, amazed her. She climbed down, landing softly and quietly on her feet. Laura didn't hear her come in. She was having too much fun beating up the man's son who had spoiled so many of her plans and missions. But Vaughn saw her and kept quiet.
"And this one, is for your father's last mission. It was the one he did just before he died." Laura raised her gun. This time, she wasn't going to hold back. This man meant nothing to her. So, she really wouldn't have cared less if this would hurt anyone. But, before she could pull the trigger, something happened. Next thing she knew, she was out cold.
"Sorry..mommy dearest," said a female's voice. That was the cue for Laura's men. They were all ganging up on Sydney. Sydney was thrown into a mental panic. But, blocked it as soon as one of the men threw the first punch. She fought all of them. As soon as most of the men were down, Sydney ran over to where Vaughn was tied up. She quickly untied the ropes, and got him free. There was no sign of Laura anywhere. So, they headed out the door.
"Why the hell did u come back?" Vaughn asked her. He had been wondering the whole time. She only glanced back at him. It was an expression he couldn't read.
"Because..you're important. And, I didn't wanna see someone who I cared about get hurt by my mother." Their eyes locked for one moment.
"Aww...I hate to interrupt this touching moment. But...it must be done." She aimed again. But, Sydney wasn't her target. It was the man next to her. Sydney saw where the aim was. It was now or never. Laura had to do away with him. She had promised herself that after she had killed William C. Vaughn...his son was next. She pulled the trigger. The bullet made its way towards them. Without thinking, Sydney pushed Vaughn out of the way. He hit the ground while the bullet hit her.
"SYDNEY!" Vaughn yelled as he scarmbled to his feet to catch her. Laura, stunned, looked on as she witnessed what she had done. She shot her own daughter. That was the only bullet she had in that gun. She dropped it, and walked over to Vaughn cradling Sydney in his arms. She stood over her [supposedly] dead daughter.
"You fucking bitch. You shouldn't have done that." Laura said coldly as she looked at Sydney. And with one cold stare, she turned to leave as if nothing had happened.
Meanwhile, in the van, Jack and Weiss, who were still waiting for Sydney, heard the commotion through the earpiece that was in Sydney's ear. They had heard the gunshot. They scrambled out of the van and raced to find her. Laura slipped out through a secret back entry that only she knew of. She was escorted into a black Mercedes-Benz. She looked as she saw Jack and another man run into the building.
"This isn't the last of me. I'll be back." she quietly whispered to herself as the car sped off into the dark night.
--Vaughn & Sydney--
"Do you know what it's like to be tortured, Michael?" she heard a familiar voice say through one of the ceiling panels. Followed by that, she could hear some punches and kicks being thrown. Sydney easily pulled off the panel, and took a peek at what was happening. And, there was Vaughn. More bloodier and bruised up than before. How he was still alive, amazed her. She climbed down, landing softly and quietly on her feet. Laura didn't hear her come in. She was having too much fun beating up the man's son who had spoiled so many of her plans and missions. But Vaughn saw her and kept quiet.
"And this one, is for your father's last mission. It was the one he did just before he died." Laura raised her gun. This time, she wasn't going to hold back. This man meant nothing to her. So, she really wouldn't have cared less if this would hurt anyone. But, before she could pull the trigger, something happened. Next thing she knew, she was out cold.
"Sorry..mommy dearest," said a female's voice. That was the cue for Laura's men. They were all ganging up on Sydney. Sydney was thrown into a mental panic. But, blocked it as soon as one of the men threw the first punch. She fought all of them. As soon as most of the men were down, Sydney ran over to where Vaughn was tied up. She quickly untied the ropes, and got him free. There was no sign of Laura anywhere. So, they headed out the door.
"Why the hell did u come back?" Vaughn asked her. He had been wondering the whole time. She only glanced back at him. It was an expression he couldn't read.
"Because..you're important. And, I didn't wanna see someone who I cared about get hurt by my mother." Their eyes locked for one moment.
"Aww...I hate to interrupt this touching moment. But...it must be done." She aimed again. But, Sydney wasn't her target. It was the man next to her. Sydney saw where the aim was. It was now or never. Laura had to do away with him. She had promised herself that after she had killed William C. Vaughn...his son was next. She pulled the trigger. The bullet made its way towards them. Without thinking, Sydney pushed Vaughn out of the way. He hit the ground while the bullet hit her.
"SYDNEY!" Vaughn yelled as he scarmbled to his feet to catch her. Laura, stunned, looked on as she witnessed what she had done. She shot her own daughter. That was the only bullet she had in that gun. She dropped it, and walked over to Vaughn cradling Sydney in his arms. She stood over her [supposedly] dead daughter.
"You fucking bitch. You shouldn't have done that." Laura said coldly as she looked at Sydney. And with one cold stare, she turned to leave as if nothing had happened.
Meanwhile, in the van, Jack and Weiss, who were still waiting for Sydney, heard the commotion through the earpiece that was in Sydney's ear. They had heard the gunshot. They scrambled out of the van and raced to find her. Laura slipped out through a secret back entry that only she knew of. She was escorted into a black Mercedes-Benz. She looked as she saw Jack and another man run into the building.
"This isn't the last of me. I'll be back." she quietly whispered to herself as the car sped off into the dark night.