A/N: Okay. Now I know this is going to anger some K/R fans, but I'm not a
K/R person. Anyway, I'm not depressed or anything. I just wanted to write
this story. Oh, I don't own anything Disney does, and I don't own Des,
Randa, Scott, Nick (Scott is Kim's boyfriend, and Nick is Monique's)...my
friend despyrit owns them...all I own is Syd and Kristy. This doesn't
really fit into the continuity of my SCML/NSTS stories, but characters from
that make an appearance. Des is Syd's twin sister. Nick and Scott Forest,
as stated above, are Kim and Monique's boyfriends.
The Passing Torch Chapter One: The Accident (Syd's POV)
"Kim!" Scott exclaimed. Scott was Kim's boyfriend. Yes, I said was. My name is Syd Lipsky. Yes, Lipsky. You all might know who my parents are if you've read my GJ file. I doubt you have. Anyway, we were on a mission today. Dementor had stolen that pan-dimensional vortex inducer, and it was up to us to stop it! ....But we couldn't. I can't believe she's dead.
I held Scott back and he looked as though he might cry. "Scott....I'm...so sorry. I know how much you loved her."
"I can't believe she's really gone. I-it can't be true."
"I'm really....I..."
"Guys, let...let's go home." My twin, Des, spoke.
"Good idea. Come on."
We left the lair. Thoughts began to cloud my mind. Kim had risked her life to save the world. I looked back at Dementor, happily celebrating his victory. He had succeeded in stealing the PDVI, as well as make our lives a living heck....I didn't want it to be true. No one....no one's ever been injured on a mission before... No one.
No one could ever die.
Not today.
Not now.
Not ever.
I couldn't believe it. Des and I helped Scott out of the lair. He looked worse than before. I sighed, and left the lair, shooting Dementor a "How could you?" look.
The Passing Torch Chapter One: The Accident (Syd's POV)
"Kim!" Scott exclaimed. Scott was Kim's boyfriend. Yes, I said was. My name is Syd Lipsky. Yes, Lipsky. You all might know who my parents are if you've read my GJ file. I doubt you have. Anyway, we were on a mission today. Dementor had stolen that pan-dimensional vortex inducer, and it was up to us to stop it! ....But we couldn't. I can't believe she's dead.
I held Scott back and he looked as though he might cry. "Scott....I'm...so sorry. I know how much you loved her."
"I can't believe she's really gone. I-it can't be true."
"I'm really....I..."
"Guys, let...let's go home." My twin, Des, spoke.
"Good idea. Come on."
We left the lair. Thoughts began to cloud my mind. Kim had risked her life to save the world. I looked back at Dementor, happily celebrating his victory. He had succeeded in stealing the PDVI, as well as make our lives a living heck....I didn't want it to be true. No one....no one's ever been injured on a mission before... No one.
No one could ever die.
Not today.
Not now.
Not ever.
I couldn't believe it. Des and I helped Scott out of the lair. He looked worse than before. I sighed, and left the lair, shooting Dementor a "How could you?" look.