CHAPTER 7
THE NEXT MORNING
I had to kiss Danny all night. The worst part was that he kept pressuring me to
have sex with him. Of course I refused, lying to him, that I wasn't ready after this
happened, I was still in shock. By the time I actuall got to sleep, I wanted to vomit. I
prayed all night that somehow Vaughn would escape and come rescue me, so we could
get ready for our wedding. I wasn't about to let my fiancee die again, (well, kind of).
Oh how much danger our world would be in if one of the top 35 most dangerous people
had ultimite power through a clone of a prophet that died over 500 years ago. When I
finally did wake up, I could hear Danny talking to Sloane on his cell phone. His voice was
muffled, so I couldn't catch much, but this is what I could understand from his
conversation. "Yes, she's still here, and I'm in control, would you quickly get your team
together, and the front page of the manuscript, and come down here as soon as possible."
"Okay, see you in a couple hours, oh and nobody escaped right?" "Good, Sydney will be
very sad to hear the unfortunate news." He hung up. Oh my gosh, I thought. Unfortunate
news, Oh no! I wanted to kill Danny right there and then, I knew I probably could. Then, I
could quickly sneak back to the CIA Headquarters and rescue my friends. But I knew that
there was just too much to risk if I did that. I'd have to bait Danny, so that Sloane or
Sark would come down here. I immediately got up and ran over to Danny. "I heard your
plan," I said. I kissed him. YUCK. Then I asked him what I would be upset to hear. He
told me that they were torturing Vaughn because he wasn't cooperating. ALright, I
I wanted to bait Danny, but that was just the last straw. I kicked him down, then I picked
up my gun and held it to his head. "Sydney, what are you doing?"
"Don't play pretend with me, you think I actuall enjoyed last night?"
He went for me, but I was too quick, I shot him in the leg to keep him down. Since
the Dixon wasn't captured I called him as quickly as I could. "Dixon, I need you to go
down to Headquarters, they have Vaughn, Will, Marshall, my dad, and a lot of other agents. they're going to
kill them, hurry, please free one of them, get them down here."
"Whoa, slow down, Syd."
"Okay, it's a long story, but I need you to get into the CIA, bring any other agents
you can find, FBI, the police, anyone. Break into the CIA and rescue them. Oh, and get a
team down here quickly, we have a preserved dead body we need to bring back for intel."
"Okay, Syd, I'm on it..but who's the dead body of, why does Sloane want it?"
"Dixon, It's Milo Rambaldi's body!"
I hung up the phone and took the gun. Pointing it to Danny's head I said, "You,
will help me get this stupid SWAT team away from here. Call them and tell them you
want them to go back, that you got the body. If you don't do it, I'll kill you."
"NO!!"
I pointed the gun even farther at his head and dialed the number. "Talk."
"Hello, I'm being ambushed, come quickly."
That was it, I shot him once in the head. He fell to the ground. I had killed Danny.
I dropped the gun, and waited for the SWAT team to get here. When I saw a gray van
pulling up, I decided to go for my plan. I locked the doors and put a typed note on the
door. It read: We had to escape quickly, we have the body 7 miles down. I put it at the
door and waited. When they came to the door and saw the note I had my gun pointed in
case they came in. They read it and left. I had fooled them! Yes. I breifed Dixon and he
told me that he had gotten Vaughn and that the FBI had a van and were heading this way.
He also told me that the police had surrounded headquarters, but Sloane, Sark, and Irina
had escaped. Darn, I was sooo mad. I waited for more than an hour when the FBI finally
came. Or so I thought. I opened the door and watched a van pull in. There was the FBI
and they started coming in and getting the freezer. But, to my horror, I watched as one
of the FBI agents came out. Yes, Sloane had made himself another mask, and was
disquised as an FBI agent. He obviously had killed one of the agents and put there suit on.
There were so many agents, he just blended right in. I quickly got out and without
thinking, I grabbed a gun. Big Mistake. There were over 300 agents there, so when they
saw me pointing a gun at Sloane, whom they thought was an agent, they all pointed there
guns at me. "Wait!" I shouted, but it was too late, the FBI already grabbed me and put me
in one of their cars. "But I'm a CIA agent, and that man over there is bad!"
"Right, where's your badge?"
I showed him my badge. He apologized, but those were the last words he ever
said. Because, that's when Sloane's van of terrorists pulled up. They got out of the car.
There were over 200 of them, and I was convinced we had more agents. But we all started
firing at eachother, like a big war. I ducked behind some boards and grabbed a gun. The
FBI was fighting the top 200 terrorists known worldwide. This oughtta be a showdown I
thought. Maybe, we'll actually kill Sloane. I should have been paying more attention,
because that's when an Iraqian came up behind me, and shot once with a trank. "We're
taking you off." was the last thing I heard...
THE NEXT MORNING
I had to kiss Danny all night. The worst part was that he kept pressuring me to
have sex with him. Of course I refused, lying to him, that I wasn't ready after this
happened, I was still in shock. By the time I actuall got to sleep, I wanted to vomit. I
prayed all night that somehow Vaughn would escape and come rescue me, so we could
get ready for our wedding. I wasn't about to let my fiancee die again, (well, kind of).
Oh how much danger our world would be in if one of the top 35 most dangerous people
had ultimite power through a clone of a prophet that died over 500 years ago. When I
finally did wake up, I could hear Danny talking to Sloane on his cell phone. His voice was
muffled, so I couldn't catch much, but this is what I could understand from his
conversation. "Yes, she's still here, and I'm in control, would you quickly get your team
together, and the front page of the manuscript, and come down here as soon as possible."
"Okay, see you in a couple hours, oh and nobody escaped right?" "Good, Sydney will be
very sad to hear the unfortunate news." He hung up. Oh my gosh, I thought. Unfortunate
news, Oh no! I wanted to kill Danny right there and then, I knew I probably could. Then, I
could quickly sneak back to the CIA Headquarters and rescue my friends. But I knew that
there was just too much to risk if I did that. I'd have to bait Danny, so that Sloane or
Sark would come down here. I immediately got up and ran over to Danny. "I heard your
plan," I said. I kissed him. YUCK. Then I asked him what I would be upset to hear. He
told me that they were torturing Vaughn because he wasn't cooperating. ALright, I
I wanted to bait Danny, but that was just the last straw. I kicked him down, then I picked
up my gun and held it to his head. "Sydney, what are you doing?"
"Don't play pretend with me, you think I actuall enjoyed last night?"
He went for me, but I was too quick, I shot him in the leg to keep him down. Since
the Dixon wasn't captured I called him as quickly as I could. "Dixon, I need you to go
down to Headquarters, they have Vaughn, Will, Marshall, my dad, and a lot of other agents. they're going to
kill them, hurry, please free one of them, get them down here."
"Whoa, slow down, Syd."
"Okay, it's a long story, but I need you to get into the CIA, bring any other agents
you can find, FBI, the police, anyone. Break into the CIA and rescue them. Oh, and get a
team down here quickly, we have a preserved dead body we need to bring back for intel."
"Okay, Syd, I'm on it..but who's the dead body of, why does Sloane want it?"
"Dixon, It's Milo Rambaldi's body!"
I hung up the phone and took the gun. Pointing it to Danny's head I said, "You,
will help me get this stupid SWAT team away from here. Call them and tell them you
want them to go back, that you got the body. If you don't do it, I'll kill you."
"NO!!"
I pointed the gun even farther at his head and dialed the number. "Talk."
"Hello, I'm being ambushed, come quickly."
That was it, I shot him once in the head. He fell to the ground. I had killed Danny.
I dropped the gun, and waited for the SWAT team to get here. When I saw a gray van
pulling up, I decided to go for my plan. I locked the doors and put a typed note on the
door. It read: We had to escape quickly, we have the body 7 miles down. I put it at the
door and waited. When they came to the door and saw the note I had my gun pointed in
case they came in. They read it and left. I had fooled them! Yes. I breifed Dixon and he
told me that he had gotten Vaughn and that the FBI had a van and were heading this way.
He also told me that the police had surrounded headquarters, but Sloane, Sark, and Irina
had escaped. Darn, I was sooo mad. I waited for more than an hour when the FBI finally
came. Or so I thought. I opened the door and watched a van pull in. There was the FBI
and they started coming in and getting the freezer. But, to my horror, I watched as one
of the FBI agents came out. Yes, Sloane had made himself another mask, and was
disquised as an FBI agent. He obviously had killed one of the agents and put there suit on.
There were so many agents, he just blended right in. I quickly got out and without
thinking, I grabbed a gun. Big Mistake. There were over 300 agents there, so when they
saw me pointing a gun at Sloane, whom they thought was an agent, they all pointed there
guns at me. "Wait!" I shouted, but it was too late, the FBI already grabbed me and put me
in one of their cars. "But I'm a CIA agent, and that man over there is bad!"
"Right, where's your badge?"
I showed him my badge. He apologized, but those were the last words he ever
said. Because, that's when Sloane's van of terrorists pulled up. They got out of the car.
There were over 200 of them, and I was convinced we had more agents. But we all started
firing at eachother, like a big war. I ducked behind some boards and grabbed a gun. The
FBI was fighting the top 200 terrorists known worldwide. This oughtta be a showdown I
thought. Maybe, we'll actually kill Sloane. I should have been paying more attention,
because that's when an Iraqian came up behind me, and shot once with a trank. "We're
taking you off." was the last thing I heard...