Sydney stepped forward, dropping her hands to her sides. She was still
unsure of what this all meant, but she willed herself to take action. Her
mind seemed to be floating in some kind of other consciousness. She was
there in the room, she knew everything that was happening, but she was
functioning on some kind of higher plain as well.
All she knew was that something inside of her was willing her to go to Sloane. So she did. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
He watched in awe as she approached him. He was unafraid, yet he was terrified. He'd dreamt of this moment for an eternity, and it was finally reaching fruition. She stopped just before him. Not looking at him, as he stared up at her. She instead looked upon the body of his dead wife. She looked intently at it, without expression or emotion in her eyes. She than turned to her daughter, her face remaining unchanged.
After a moment she looked down at him. Her eyes changed instantly. He'd never before imagined such an amazing fury. It was as if a real fire burned behind her eyes. She glared at him for a long minute before stepping toward her daughter. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
She could feel her body moving, but she couldn't recall asking it to do the things it was. She walked to the alter, where her baby lay quite and still. For a moment Sydney's eyes met with her daughter's. The intensity of the daughter's green eyes almost seemed to match the intensity of the fire which burned in her mother's. Sydney held out a hand and touched the baby's forehead.
It wasn't a second before she lifted her hand. As she did so Emma closed her little eyes and lay perfectly still. Sydney held her hand up and scrutinized it carefully. It was almost unnoticeable at first, but when she realized what it was she gasped. She looked from what she held in her hand to her daughter's small body and back again. Emma was no longer breathing. Though Sydney could feel the fear, she wasn't overcome by it. She gazed into her hand curiously, before realizing what it was she held. The small orb-like mass of light seemed to spin just as the Circumference did. It was the size of a quarter and so luminous Sydney was forced to close her hand around it.
Without thinking, Sydney stepped to Emily's body lying still upon the table. Cupped in her hand she could feel the life force of her child. She gazed in wonder as her other hand moved, without her control, toward Emily's forehead. And it suddenly came to her, everything became clear in that one instance. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
He watched in awe as she moved between the makeshift alters. He was completely overcome by the events that were unfolding. His excitement grew as Sydney reached out her had toward Emily. It wouldn't be long before they were reunited. He could barely stand his own joy.
And as it was about to happen as she was about to fulfill his every wish, she paused. Instead of touching Emily's forehead, she pulled her hand back, and turned her head to look at him. She looked scared. A kind of confusion had come over her. With her eyes as intense as ever, her mouth contorted into a kind of bitter sneer. She stared at him for a moment before turning again and walking back to where Emma lay.
She gently opened her hand and placed it back on Emma's brow. The small baby giggled softly as Sydney retracted her hand. She looked up at her mother, and reached her little hand up toward her. Sydney smiled as well and leaned down to kiss her daughter. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
As Sydney stood back she watched as Emma drifted off into a peaceful sleep. She shuttered at the thought of what had almost occurred. She couldn't figure out what it was inside of her that was telling her to do those things. She could feel this power inside of her, but she didn't know from where it came. She let her eyes drift, until they fell upon Sloane.
"You did this." She said calmly.
"No Sydney, you did. You are fulfilling The Prophesy." Sloane cried.
"You are making me do this." She said softly stepping toward him.
"I can make you do nothing, Sydney. This comes from within you. Now, come finish your work." Sloane said tears streaming from his eyes. He glanced toward Emily signaling Sydney to use her power.
"No." She said firmly. "It's not right."
"This is right Sydney, this is what you were born to do." Sloane pleaded, his expression worrisome.
"Emily is dead." She said, looking upon her body.
"You can make her live again. It is your destiny." Sloane cried.
"I won't do it." She said firmly.
"You will." Sloane yelled. "You will fulfill The Prophesy, I saw it. You will bring my Emily back to me."
"No." Sydney smiled. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Dixon, Will, and Marshall prepared their weapons as they approached the guards from behind. The guards didn't seem to notice them, they were mesmerized by something beyond what the three could see. Dixon used his tranquillizer gun and shot two of the men. They fell to the ground. The man next to them looked dazedly at the fallen men and then resumed watching whatever it was he was engrossed by. Dixon glanced at Will, confused. Will shrugged his shoulders and approached the five men still standing. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
He wanted so badly to run to her. He wanted to scoop her up in his arms and just hold her until it was all over. But something was keeping him there. He stood enchanted by everything that was taking place. He watched as Sloane and Sydney conversed. He wanted to kill that man himself. But there was something holding him back. He and her parents were unable to move from where they watched. Not for lack of desire, but from sheer amazement. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
All she knew was that something inside of her was willing her to go to Sloane. So she did. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
He watched in awe as she approached him. He was unafraid, yet he was terrified. He'd dreamt of this moment for an eternity, and it was finally reaching fruition. She stopped just before him. Not looking at him, as he stared up at her. She instead looked upon the body of his dead wife. She looked intently at it, without expression or emotion in her eyes. She than turned to her daughter, her face remaining unchanged.
After a moment she looked down at him. Her eyes changed instantly. He'd never before imagined such an amazing fury. It was as if a real fire burned behind her eyes. She glared at him for a long minute before stepping toward her daughter. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
She could feel her body moving, but she couldn't recall asking it to do the things it was. She walked to the alter, where her baby lay quite and still. For a moment Sydney's eyes met with her daughter's. The intensity of the daughter's green eyes almost seemed to match the intensity of the fire which burned in her mother's. Sydney held out a hand and touched the baby's forehead.
It wasn't a second before she lifted her hand. As she did so Emma closed her little eyes and lay perfectly still. Sydney held her hand up and scrutinized it carefully. It was almost unnoticeable at first, but when she realized what it was she gasped. She looked from what she held in her hand to her daughter's small body and back again. Emma was no longer breathing. Though Sydney could feel the fear, she wasn't overcome by it. She gazed into her hand curiously, before realizing what it was she held. The small orb-like mass of light seemed to spin just as the Circumference did. It was the size of a quarter and so luminous Sydney was forced to close her hand around it.
Without thinking, Sydney stepped to Emily's body lying still upon the table. Cupped in her hand she could feel the life force of her child. She gazed in wonder as her other hand moved, without her control, toward Emily's forehead. And it suddenly came to her, everything became clear in that one instance. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
He watched in awe as she moved between the makeshift alters. He was completely overcome by the events that were unfolding. His excitement grew as Sydney reached out her had toward Emily. It wouldn't be long before they were reunited. He could barely stand his own joy.
And as it was about to happen as she was about to fulfill his every wish, she paused. Instead of touching Emily's forehead, she pulled her hand back, and turned her head to look at him. She looked scared. A kind of confusion had come over her. With her eyes as intense as ever, her mouth contorted into a kind of bitter sneer. She stared at him for a moment before turning again and walking back to where Emma lay.
She gently opened her hand and placed it back on Emma's brow. The small baby giggled softly as Sydney retracted her hand. She looked up at her mother, and reached her little hand up toward her. Sydney smiled as well and leaned down to kiss her daughter. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
As Sydney stood back she watched as Emma drifted off into a peaceful sleep. She shuttered at the thought of what had almost occurred. She couldn't figure out what it was inside of her that was telling her to do those things. She could feel this power inside of her, but she didn't know from where it came. She let her eyes drift, until they fell upon Sloane.
"You did this." She said calmly.
"No Sydney, you did. You are fulfilling The Prophesy." Sloane cried.
"You are making me do this." She said softly stepping toward him.
"I can make you do nothing, Sydney. This comes from within you. Now, come finish your work." Sloane said tears streaming from his eyes. He glanced toward Emily signaling Sydney to use her power.
"No." She said firmly. "It's not right."
"This is right Sydney, this is what you were born to do." Sloane pleaded, his expression worrisome.
"Emily is dead." She said, looking upon her body.
"You can make her live again. It is your destiny." Sloane cried.
"I won't do it." She said firmly.
"You will." Sloane yelled. "You will fulfill The Prophesy, I saw it. You will bring my Emily back to me."
"No." Sydney smiled. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Dixon, Will, and Marshall prepared their weapons as they approached the guards from behind. The guards didn't seem to notice them, they were mesmerized by something beyond what the three could see. Dixon used his tranquillizer gun and shot two of the men. They fell to the ground. The man next to them looked dazedly at the fallen men and then resumed watching whatever it was he was engrossed by. Dixon glanced at Will, confused. Will shrugged his shoulders and approached the five men still standing. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
He wanted so badly to run to her. He wanted to scoop her up in his arms and just hold her until it was all over. But something was keeping him there. He stood enchanted by everything that was taking place. He watched as Sloane and Sydney conversed. He wanted to kill that man himself. But there was something holding him back. He and her parents were unable to move from where they watched. Not for lack of desire, but from sheer amazement. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++