A/N: I'm back again! Hah!
Reunions
At the local Mexican restaurant, Bueno Nacho, Des Stoppable, Ron Stoppable, and Sam Du were plotting, trying to get their accomplice/hostage free. "So, what happened, exactly?" The sidekick, Ron, asked Sam.
"She was captured, Ron." The blonde GJ agent replied.
"How?" Ron quipped.
"For the last time, Ron, a cage dropped on her when we were fighting the clones!" She replied angrily.
"Oh." Ron said simply.
"What are we going to do?" Syd's twin, Des, asked.
"Beats me," her husband replied.
"I can't think of a thing," Sam admitted.
"Do you think she's safe where she is?" Ron inquired, still caring for his ex-girlfriend, although he was happily married.
"I hope she is...Wait. Yeah. She is. I know she is." His wife answered, hoping to God that she was right and that her sister was fine. "She's my sister, I know she's OK." She continued.
"Okay," Ron seemed a bit reassured. "Did Syd ever tell you where she worked? Wasn't it the hospital or something?" Ron asked Sam.
"Not even close. She's a drama teacher. Ironic, I thought Scott would've been the drama teacher.." Sam replied.
"I think it might remind him too much of KP..." Ron broke off.
"Oh yeah...what's Scott up to lately, anyways?"
"Dunno." The Stoppables replied at the same time.
"Maybe we should try to help her," Ron finished.
"We need a plan." Sam explained.
"So, what's the plan?" Ron asked. "We could do like the old days...just barge right in and yell at them to give up." Sam laughed. "Sam, be serious." Des commanded.
"Des. You know me. Do I ever joke when it comes to life-and-death?" Sam paused. "Don't answer that."
"They've gotta want something in return, don't they?" Ron questioned.
"Yeah," Des replied.
"What do you think it could be?"
"Dunno," Des answered.
"Think we could get Kristy to give us her location?"
"I'll try," Des said, pulling out her PDA-style device, the Desvice.
"You still got that thing, Des?" Sam asked. "Hey, Des!" Kristy answered the call.
"I need it to dig up info, Sam." Des replied. "Hey, Kristy."
"What's up?" The computer genius inquired.
"Syd's been captured. Canya give me a location on where she is?" Des asked.
"Heya, Kristy!" Sam leaned over Des' shoulder to talk to her.
"Yeah, hang on." She typed. "Got it."
"Where is she?" Ron asked. "She's stuck in a warehouse in downtown Middleton." "A warehouse. Why is it always a warehouse?" Ron asked.
"I have no idea." Des replied.
"I'm not too fond of warehouses." Sam commented.
"Oh. So, what's the plan?"
"Keep Sam away from bombs." Des laughed.
"WHAT?!" Kristy replied, shocked.
"That was an accident! Will shouldn't have told me to throw the bomb!" Sam exclaimed, defending herself.
Des explained what had happened. "Will and Sam were on a mission when they were fifteen. Sam threw the bomb they were recovering and it blew up the warehouse."
"I see." Kristy replied. "Are you guys going or what?"
"Of course!" Sam replied enthusiastically.
"Yeah." Des said.
They hopped in Sam's Global Justice hoverjet and sped off toward the lair. Once they arrived, Ron saw Syd chained to a wall and bleeding heavily. "Oh, God," Des whispered. "G-guys?" Syd whispered.
"Yeah, SM, we're here." Ron reassured her.
"Thanks, RS."
"No big."
Syd fainted after a bullet caught her in the arm. "Syd!" Des yelled.
"Destiny." A spine-chilling voice said, disgusted. It sounded eerily like...hers. "Why don't you leave your dead sister alone?"
"Syd is not dead!" Des roared, obviously very ticked off.
"Whatever. Now, let me just kill you and get it over with." The Des clone pulled out a gun.
"Let's get out of here!" Ron exclaimed.
"Good plan, Stoppable!" Sam yelled. She concentrated for a brief moment, and her hands were covered in pink and purple lightning bolts. She destroyed the shackles that held her friend, and took off, along with Des and Ron.
"Do you think she's dead, Sam?" Des asked.
"There's a pulse."
"What?"
"There's a pulse. She's alive."
"She is?"
"Yeah."
"Maybe we should ask her about this when she wakes up."
"I'm thinking that we should."
Later, at the hospital, the systematic beeping of the heart monitor had annoyed Syd too much. She opened her emerald-green eyes, which had as of late been covered with orange contacts, her signature color, and groaned. "Hey, Syd." Josh whispered.
"Yo," The raven-haired crime-fighter replied.
"Syd, what happened to you back in the lair?" Des asked.
"What do you mean?"
"You were 'dead', but you had a pulse."
"Oh. That." The leader cleared her throat before further explanation. "The reason I was not dead was because of an injection I received over fifteen years ago."
"The flames," Des whispered.
"Right." Syd continued. "The flames. If the flames reach a certain point, they contain healing properties."
"Healing properties?" Ron asked.
"Yeah, Ron, healing properties. For example, if I'm mortally wounded, I can be healed."
"So, you're immortal?" Sam asked.
"No. For example, if I'm bleeding internally, as in from one of my organs, I will die. No question. But, if I'm only shot in the chest, the bullet will be destroyed."
"Wow. Confusing." Ron responded.
"After having it for a few years, you get used to it and you can understand it a bit better." Syd replied simply.
"The doctors say you can leave in a couple of days." Josh said.
"Cool." Syd responded.
"We better get going, guys." Sam said. Josh, Des, and Ron nodded and left.
Syd soon fell asleep. She had no idea at this very moment, clones were taking over the world.
Reunions
At the local Mexican restaurant, Bueno Nacho, Des Stoppable, Ron Stoppable, and Sam Du were plotting, trying to get their accomplice/hostage free. "So, what happened, exactly?" The sidekick, Ron, asked Sam.
"She was captured, Ron." The blonde GJ agent replied.
"How?" Ron quipped.
"For the last time, Ron, a cage dropped on her when we were fighting the clones!" She replied angrily.
"Oh." Ron said simply.
"What are we going to do?" Syd's twin, Des, asked.
"Beats me," her husband replied.
"I can't think of a thing," Sam admitted.
"Do you think she's safe where she is?" Ron inquired, still caring for his ex-girlfriend, although he was happily married.
"I hope she is...Wait. Yeah. She is. I know she is." His wife answered, hoping to God that she was right and that her sister was fine. "She's my sister, I know she's OK." She continued.
"Okay," Ron seemed a bit reassured. "Did Syd ever tell you where she worked? Wasn't it the hospital or something?" Ron asked Sam.
"Not even close. She's a drama teacher. Ironic, I thought Scott would've been the drama teacher.." Sam replied.
"I think it might remind him too much of KP..." Ron broke off.
"Oh yeah...what's Scott up to lately, anyways?"
"Dunno." The Stoppables replied at the same time.
"Maybe we should try to help her," Ron finished.
"We need a plan." Sam explained.
"So, what's the plan?" Ron asked. "We could do like the old days...just barge right in and yell at them to give up." Sam laughed. "Sam, be serious." Des commanded.
"Des. You know me. Do I ever joke when it comes to life-and-death?" Sam paused. "Don't answer that."
"They've gotta want something in return, don't they?" Ron questioned.
"Yeah," Des replied.
"What do you think it could be?"
"Dunno," Des answered.
"Think we could get Kristy to give us her location?"
"I'll try," Des said, pulling out her PDA-style device, the Desvice.
"You still got that thing, Des?" Sam asked. "Hey, Des!" Kristy answered the call.
"I need it to dig up info, Sam." Des replied. "Hey, Kristy."
"What's up?" The computer genius inquired.
"Syd's been captured. Canya give me a location on where she is?" Des asked.
"Heya, Kristy!" Sam leaned over Des' shoulder to talk to her.
"Yeah, hang on." She typed. "Got it."
"Where is she?" Ron asked. "She's stuck in a warehouse in downtown Middleton." "A warehouse. Why is it always a warehouse?" Ron asked.
"I have no idea." Des replied.
"I'm not too fond of warehouses." Sam commented.
"Oh. So, what's the plan?"
"Keep Sam away from bombs." Des laughed.
"WHAT?!" Kristy replied, shocked.
"That was an accident! Will shouldn't have told me to throw the bomb!" Sam exclaimed, defending herself.
Des explained what had happened. "Will and Sam were on a mission when they were fifteen. Sam threw the bomb they were recovering and it blew up the warehouse."
"I see." Kristy replied. "Are you guys going or what?"
"Of course!" Sam replied enthusiastically.
"Yeah." Des said.
They hopped in Sam's Global Justice hoverjet and sped off toward the lair. Once they arrived, Ron saw Syd chained to a wall and bleeding heavily. "Oh, God," Des whispered. "G-guys?" Syd whispered.
"Yeah, SM, we're here." Ron reassured her.
"Thanks, RS."
"No big."
Syd fainted after a bullet caught her in the arm. "Syd!" Des yelled.
"Destiny." A spine-chilling voice said, disgusted. It sounded eerily like...hers. "Why don't you leave your dead sister alone?"
"Syd is not dead!" Des roared, obviously very ticked off.
"Whatever. Now, let me just kill you and get it over with." The Des clone pulled out a gun.
"Let's get out of here!" Ron exclaimed.
"Good plan, Stoppable!" Sam yelled. She concentrated for a brief moment, and her hands were covered in pink and purple lightning bolts. She destroyed the shackles that held her friend, and took off, along with Des and Ron.
"Do you think she's dead, Sam?" Des asked.
"There's a pulse."
"What?"
"There's a pulse. She's alive."
"She is?"
"Yeah."
"Maybe we should ask her about this when she wakes up."
"I'm thinking that we should."
Later, at the hospital, the systematic beeping of the heart monitor had annoyed Syd too much. She opened her emerald-green eyes, which had as of late been covered with orange contacts, her signature color, and groaned. "Hey, Syd." Josh whispered.
"Yo," The raven-haired crime-fighter replied.
"Syd, what happened to you back in the lair?" Des asked.
"What do you mean?"
"You were 'dead', but you had a pulse."
"Oh. That." The leader cleared her throat before further explanation. "The reason I was not dead was because of an injection I received over fifteen years ago."
"The flames," Des whispered.
"Right." Syd continued. "The flames. If the flames reach a certain point, they contain healing properties."
"Healing properties?" Ron asked.
"Yeah, Ron, healing properties. For example, if I'm mortally wounded, I can be healed."
"So, you're immortal?" Sam asked.
"No. For example, if I'm bleeding internally, as in from one of my organs, I will die. No question. But, if I'm only shot in the chest, the bullet will be destroyed."
"Wow. Confusing." Ron responded.
"After having it for a few years, you get used to it and you can understand it a bit better." Syd replied simply.
"The doctors say you can leave in a couple of days." Josh said.
"Cool." Syd responded.
"We better get going, guys." Sam said. Josh, Des, and Ron nodded and left.
Syd soon fell asleep. She had no idea at this very moment, clones were taking over the world.
