Song: Power of One by Donna Summer @ Hit Me With Your Best Shot by Pat
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Chapter 4: Is This Real?
Life can be a challenge
Life can seem impossible
It's never easy when so much is on the line
But you can make a difference
With courage you can set things right
The gift to dream
And make dreams real
Is yours and mine
"Let's just get this over with", the man that Sydney and Vaughn were meeting said
Sydney looked around and noticed that the abandoned building they were meeting in was about ready to fall down. That made her want to get out of her as quickly as humanly possible. After they were done, of course.
"Be quiet. You agreed to meet with us. No complaining", Sydney snapped
"Fine", the man grumbled
Vaughn smiled at Sydney aggressiveness. Then at her cuteness. You're married stop. That voice in his head was starting to bug him.
"What is your name?" Vaughn asked
"I am not going to reveal that to you two", he replied
"And why is that?" Sydney asked
The man laughed menacingly. "If Anya figures out that I met you than she'll kill me. I'll be much safer if I do not tell you my name"
"Agreed", Sydney sighed
The power of one begins with believing
It starts in the heart
Then flows through the soul
And changes the world
Imagine how life will be
When we stand in unity
Each of us holds the key
To the power of one
Sydney knew that Vaughn was supposed to be asking the questions but she wished that he could hurry it up. Sometimes it amazed at how patient Vaughn could be. She would never be like that or him.
"What organizations have Anya worked with?" Vaughn asked again
"KGB, Covenant, Sd-6", he replied "According to the last time that I spoke with her she was working by herself"
"Covenant?" Sydney said
"Yes, she started working there a few months ago but got bored with it", the man said
"Oh"
Each of us is chosen
There's a mission just for you
Just look inside you'll be surprised
What you can do
Vaughn wasn't sure if he should continue. What if he mentioned something about Anya being with the Covenant when Sydney had disappeared? He didn't want Sydney to be hurt again.
"Does she have any relatives?" Vaughn asked
"They are all dead", the man replied
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The power of one begins with believing
It starts in the heart
Then flows through the soul
And changes the world
Imagine how life will be
When we stand in unity
Each of us holds the key
To the power of one
Four men sat in a car about a minute away from where Sydney and Vaughn's plane had landed. They all looked very impatient. Like they were waiting for someone to give them orders so they could carry out their mission.
"Where did Sark go?" one of the men asked "Why hasn't he told us to get them yet?" "I don't know", two of them replied
"Maybe he went out to get lunch for us"
"Idiot"
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And one by one
We can make the world
A much better place
The power of one begins with believing
It starts in the heart
And flows through the soul
And changes the world
Imagine how life will be
When we stand in unity
Each of us holds the key
Its inside of you and me
Each of us holds the key
To the power of one
Ring.... Ring.... Ring....Ring.....
"Answer the god damn phone Sark!" Lauren exclaimed as she waited for him to answer
After a few more rings Lauren hung up in a huff. She needed to talk to Sark and she needed to talk to him now. He might be in great danger. Or maybe.... He already was.
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You're a real tough cookie
With a long history
Of breaking little hearts like the one in me
That's okay, lets see how you do it
Put up your dukes, let's get down to it
"Wake up, Sark", Anya yelled in a lovely voice
Sark opened his eyes and found that Anya was staring right at him. He wasn't chained to a wall or a chair. And there was no more blood.
"What is going on?" he asked "Why am I not chained up?"
Hit me with your best shot
Why don't you hit me with your best shot
Hit me with your best shot
Fire Away "I like to do things a little differently", Anya replied "Get up"
Sark got up and uttered only a soft scream because of his wound. In fact it didn't hurt that much for being right in his chest.
"Ugh", Sark said
You come on with the come on
You don't fight fair
That's okay, see if I care!
Knock me down, it's all in vain,
I get right back up on my feet again
Anya ignored him. "Now we're going to have a little fight. If you win, then I let you go. If I win than you stay here. Got it?"
"Bloody hell. You're crazy", Sark replied
Hit me with your best shot
Why don't you hit me with your best shot
Hit me with your best shot
Fire Away
"I know", Anya said and then she kicked him
After a few minutes a voice spoke up. "Good I won" And then there was laughter followed after that statement
You're a real tough cookie with a long history
Of breaking little hearts like the one in me
Before I put another notch in my lipstick case
You better make sure you put me in my place!
Hit me with your best shot...
C'mon!
Hit me with your best shot...
Hit me with your best shot,
Fire Away!
Hit me with your best shot
Why don't you hit me with your best shot
Hit me with your best shot
Fire Away
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Two days later Sydney and Vaughn arrived back at the CIA knowing a little more about the mysterious, Anya Perlo. At the end of the day Dixon sent Sydney home early because she was having one of her breakdowns for some unknown reason. When she got to the parking garage there was a body lying next to her car. It was the man that had met with Vaughn and her two days ago. Only this time, he had a bullet in his head and a note attached to him.
Don't double cross me
-Anya-
"She'd kill me if I she found out that was telling you two information"
A/N: Oooh, dangerous. I had to much coke. Blame it on them. Read and Review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Chapter 4: Is This Real?
Life can be a challenge
Life can seem impossible
It's never easy when so much is on the line
But you can make a difference
With courage you can set things right
The gift to dream
And make dreams real
Is yours and mine
"Let's just get this over with", the man that Sydney and Vaughn were meeting said
Sydney looked around and noticed that the abandoned building they were meeting in was about ready to fall down. That made her want to get out of her as quickly as humanly possible. After they were done, of course.
"Be quiet. You agreed to meet with us. No complaining", Sydney snapped
"Fine", the man grumbled
Vaughn smiled at Sydney aggressiveness. Then at her cuteness. You're married stop. That voice in his head was starting to bug him.
"What is your name?" Vaughn asked
"I am not going to reveal that to you two", he replied
"And why is that?" Sydney asked
The man laughed menacingly. "If Anya figures out that I met you than she'll kill me. I'll be much safer if I do not tell you my name"
"Agreed", Sydney sighed
The power of one begins with believing
It starts in the heart
Then flows through the soul
And changes the world
Imagine how life will be
When we stand in unity
Each of us holds the key
To the power of one
Sydney knew that Vaughn was supposed to be asking the questions but she wished that he could hurry it up. Sometimes it amazed at how patient Vaughn could be. She would never be like that or him.
"What organizations have Anya worked with?" Vaughn asked again
"KGB, Covenant, Sd-6", he replied "According to the last time that I spoke with her she was working by herself"
"Covenant?" Sydney said
"Yes, she started working there a few months ago but got bored with it", the man said
"Oh"
Each of us is chosen
There's a mission just for you
Just look inside you'll be surprised
What you can do
Vaughn wasn't sure if he should continue. What if he mentioned something about Anya being with the Covenant when Sydney had disappeared? He didn't want Sydney to be hurt again.
"Does she have any relatives?" Vaughn asked
"They are all dead", the man replied
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The power of one begins with believing
It starts in the heart
Then flows through the soul
And changes the world
Imagine how life will be
When we stand in unity
Each of us holds the key
To the power of one
Four men sat in a car about a minute away from where Sydney and Vaughn's plane had landed. They all looked very impatient. Like they were waiting for someone to give them orders so they could carry out their mission.
"Where did Sark go?" one of the men asked "Why hasn't he told us to get them yet?" "I don't know", two of them replied
"Maybe he went out to get lunch for us"
"Idiot"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
And one by one
We can make the world
A much better place
The power of one begins with believing
It starts in the heart
And flows through the soul
And changes the world
Imagine how life will be
When we stand in unity
Each of us holds the key
Its inside of you and me
Each of us holds the key
To the power of one
Ring.... Ring.... Ring....Ring.....
"Answer the god damn phone Sark!" Lauren exclaimed as she waited for him to answer
After a few more rings Lauren hung up in a huff. She needed to talk to Sark and she needed to talk to him now. He might be in great danger. Or maybe.... He already was.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You're a real tough cookie
With a long history
Of breaking little hearts like the one in me
That's okay, lets see how you do it
Put up your dukes, let's get down to it
"Wake up, Sark", Anya yelled in a lovely voice
Sark opened his eyes and found that Anya was staring right at him. He wasn't chained to a wall or a chair. And there was no more blood.
"What is going on?" he asked "Why am I not chained up?"
Hit me with your best shot
Why don't you hit me with your best shot
Hit me with your best shot
Fire Away "I like to do things a little differently", Anya replied "Get up"
Sark got up and uttered only a soft scream because of his wound. In fact it didn't hurt that much for being right in his chest.
"Ugh", Sark said
You come on with the come on
You don't fight fair
That's okay, see if I care!
Knock me down, it's all in vain,
I get right back up on my feet again
Anya ignored him. "Now we're going to have a little fight. If you win, then I let you go. If I win than you stay here. Got it?"
"Bloody hell. You're crazy", Sark replied
Hit me with your best shot
Why don't you hit me with your best shot
Hit me with your best shot
Fire Away
"I know", Anya said and then she kicked him
After a few minutes a voice spoke up. "Good I won" And then there was laughter followed after that statement
You're a real tough cookie with a long history
Of breaking little hearts like the one in me
Before I put another notch in my lipstick case
You better make sure you put me in my place!
Hit me with your best shot...
C'mon!
Hit me with your best shot...
Hit me with your best shot,
Fire Away!
Hit me with your best shot
Why don't you hit me with your best shot
Hit me with your best shot
Fire Away
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Two days later Sydney and Vaughn arrived back at the CIA knowing a little more about the mysterious, Anya Perlo. At the end of the day Dixon sent Sydney home early because she was having one of her breakdowns for some unknown reason. When she got to the parking garage there was a body lying next to her car. It was the man that had met with Vaughn and her two days ago. Only this time, he had a bullet in his head and a note attached to him.
Don't double cross me
-Anya-
"She'd kill me if I she found out that was telling you two information"
A/N: Oooh, dangerous. I had to much coke. Blame it on them. Read and Review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
