A/N: I should probably clarify some things. First of all, I in no way support teen pregnancy/marriage. I needed a decent plot twist that nobody had thought of before on fanfiction.net and figured that the proposal scene in 'TPT' was good enough for a surprise ending and to have a decent sub- plot in 'See the Light', the sequel you're reading right now. I hope you like this installment. ( And whoever wrote the fic where Shego and Drakken had a kid (sorry, I'm not too good remembering peoples' names....), I actually did not steal your idea of Dementor wanting to kill Syd. Also, guys, sorry for the short chapter!

Memories

"No, please, no!" The seventeen-year-old raven-haired teen heroine shrieked. A Syd clone was holding an infant girl over a river. "Leave her alone!"
"Why should I?" The clone sneered. "She's your daughter, after all."
"I say we kill them both." A Des clone suggested.
"Good idea," the Syd clone said before igniting her orange flames that often engulfed her hands. "Tell me, Sydney, are you scared of dying?"
"Des," Syd turned to her twin sister. "Get Michelle out of here."
"O-okay, Syd." Des managed to grab the small child and leave as the fight began. Syd blocked the clone from clawing her face, and the clone was doing a very good job of defending herself as well. Syd managed to knock the clone into the river, then walked away, unflaring her hands. "This is not over, Sydney. We will win. You and your children will die by the time this war is over..." the clone whispered.

Syd Mankey jolted upright and looked at the clock, it was 4:27 A.M. Syd groaned and walked downstairs. "God, not that dream again..." She muttered, walking over to the sink, took a glass, and filled it with water. "It's been eleven years, why is this happening to me...?" She wondered aloud. "Why am I having these nightmares...why, God, why?" She paused as she walked over to her medicine cabinet and took out some aspirin, and popped one into her mouth. She took a sip of water and began talking to herself again. "Why do we have to spend each day living in fear?"
She remembered once when she was young, around thirteen or fourteen, and her father, Dr. Drakken the evil scientist, was working in his laboratory. Syd walked downstairs. "Dad?"
"Yeah, Syd?"
"You know how I'm a teen heroine?"
"Yeah?"
"Is that going to be a problem...with the whole thing about us being on different...sides...and everything?"
"Actually, Syd, yes. It will be a problem."
"Why?" The teenager brushed back some hair, putting it behind her ear.
"There's another villain, Professor Dementor, who I'm competing with..."
"Uh huh." The dark-haired girl reached into her bookbag and pulled out a bag of Oreos, stuffing one into her mouth.
"He wants to kill you, Syd."
"What?!"
"Because we compete at villainy, he feels that you're getting in the way..."
"How?"
"You're a teen hero, Syd, remember?"
"Of course, Dad."
"Dementor's getting sick of you stopping his plans."
"And...?"
"He wants you dead. He's going to kill you, Syd."
Syd gasped. Then, in the future, a clone broke through the kitchen window, right behind Syd.