Disclaimer: All characters belong to JJ I am just borrowing them.
Oh yeah, I used a quote from Buffy, the Love isn't brains one is from Lover's Walk
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The last thing that Sydney remembered was standing beside Vaughn outside a warehouse where Sark was said to be located. She also remembered seeing a person coming up behind Vaughn and the feel of the cold iron pipe striking the back of her head. Now she was in a moldy, old basement chained to a chair.
"So nice of you to come to Sydney..."
"Sark. No."
"My friends here found you and your little friend trespassing on my property." She looked across the room and saw Vaughn chained to a chair and bleeding from his forehead.
"Sydney..." He whispered weakly.
"Let him go."
"See this is the thing. I've tried and tried and finally found out what makes you squirm Sydney Bristow. Him. You see, I hurt him, you talk. So lets begin, who knows maybe he'll do something for you. Oh wait. He's married now. He doesn't love you any more. Well even though it wont give me any of my precious information, I just love seeing you hurt." He said as he took out a knife with silver designs all over it. He raised the knife to her stomach.
"Lets make some more of those pretty scars now."
The knife slid along her flesh making shallow cuts.
"Ahh!" She gasped out in pain.
"Don't!"
"So someone still has feelings for the girl. I once heard something that I didn't believe at first but you two make it clear to me, 'love isn't brains children, its blood, blood screaming inside you to work it's will'."
With one sharp crack to the back to their heads and Sydney and Vaughn were out
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Vaughn and Sydney were sitting, chained, badly bruised and cut in another cold stone cell next to eachother.
"Sydney, we gotta stop doing this."
"Yeah, the whole almost dying thing gets very annoying."
"You okay?"
"Well, considering my stomach is sliced up like shredded pork and I'm pretty sure there is a gash on my back, yeah I'm fine. You?"
"Well I'm also kinda shredded. Yet again I have to say that we are not gonna get out of here alive."
"Okay, I lost a lot of blood, so I'm just gonna pass out now sorry if I lay on you."
"That's okay I think your idea is very, very, good." Vaughn said as he fell asleep with Sydney curled up in his arms.
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END PART ONE Tell me if you want more of this story, reviews are nice!
Oh yeah, I used a quote from Buffy, the Love isn't brains one is from Lover's Walk
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The last thing that Sydney remembered was standing beside Vaughn outside a warehouse where Sark was said to be located. She also remembered seeing a person coming up behind Vaughn and the feel of the cold iron pipe striking the back of her head. Now she was in a moldy, old basement chained to a chair.
"So nice of you to come to Sydney..."
"Sark. No."
"My friends here found you and your little friend trespassing on my property." She looked across the room and saw Vaughn chained to a chair and bleeding from his forehead.
"Sydney..." He whispered weakly.
"Let him go."
"See this is the thing. I've tried and tried and finally found out what makes you squirm Sydney Bristow. Him. You see, I hurt him, you talk. So lets begin, who knows maybe he'll do something for you. Oh wait. He's married now. He doesn't love you any more. Well even though it wont give me any of my precious information, I just love seeing you hurt." He said as he took out a knife with silver designs all over it. He raised the knife to her stomach.
"Lets make some more of those pretty scars now."
The knife slid along her flesh making shallow cuts.
"Ahh!" She gasped out in pain.
"Don't!"
"So someone still has feelings for the girl. I once heard something that I didn't believe at first but you two make it clear to me, 'love isn't brains children, its blood, blood screaming inside you to work it's will'."
With one sharp crack to the back to their heads and Sydney and Vaughn were out
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Vaughn and Sydney were sitting, chained, badly bruised and cut in another cold stone cell next to eachother.
"Sydney, we gotta stop doing this."
"Yeah, the whole almost dying thing gets very annoying."
"You okay?"
"Well, considering my stomach is sliced up like shredded pork and I'm pretty sure there is a gash on my back, yeah I'm fine. You?"
"Well I'm also kinda shredded. Yet again I have to say that we are not gonna get out of here alive."
"Okay, I lost a lot of blood, so I'm just gonna pass out now sorry if I lay on you."
"That's okay I think your idea is very, very, good." Vaughn said as he fell asleep with Sydney curled up in his arms.
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END PART ONE Tell me if you want more of this story, reviews are nice!