Title: One wedding and a near funeral
Author: AnnaSun
Summary: The take down of SD-6 is about to commence and troubles arise for Sydney and Vaughn.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimers note: I don't own Alias but I do this fanfic
Chapter 6: The Take down part 1
Whilst Jack stayed outside of the building in a van with Dixon, Sydney and Vaughn made their way up the steps of the building. It was a very posh building. The outside had big windows and as they stepped inside there were chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. They both turned on their headsets.
"Dixon this is Freelancer do you copy?" Sydney said into her headset.
"Copy that Freelancer. What is your position?"
"We're in the main building"
"Copy that. Got a heat trace of you two."
Sydney and Vaughn began to look around, guns in their hands, their gadgets in their jackets.
"Freelancer you go that way, I'll take this route. Meet back here. Be careful, honey" she gave him a kiss and they departed, hoping to see each other again.
As they made their way deeper into the mansion Dixon's voice was to be heard over their comms.
"Freelancer, Bluebird. I count eight maybe nine guards heading your ways. Be careful!"
Sydney was the first to notice and sent a round of shots from her gun, killing three guards in her way. In the other room she heard Vaughn fending off other guards. He had smashed two over the head with the barrel of his gun. Two more approached Sydney and she did a high kick in the air sending one dead to the ground and swooped around to kill the other guard. Commotion had surfaced in the mansion but Slone was no where to be seen, yet. Sydney found it fairly easy to kill the guards as she was skilful at it and went in the other room to help Vaughn.
"Thanks" he said, as she punched a guard dead.
Suddenly more appeared as if out of nowhere. Sydney and Vaughn pulled their masks on and Vaughn sprayed the gas from the cigarette. All the guards dropped dead, immobile.
"Dixon do you copy?" Asked Vaughn
"Read you loud and clear, Bluebird. I count more guards heading your way."
"Copy that," said Vaughn.
"Freelancer you go find Slone I'll deal with the guards" Sydney nodded at Vaughn and ran off to find Slone.
She searched the building, finding a dark room at the back of the mansion next to the library. As she opened the door she could see a desk and the chair swivelled round to revel Slone, Arvin Slone. She almost laughed at the slight of him not stroking a cat. Oh the Austin Powers Movies were so enjoyable she thought to herself.
"Ah the infamous Sydney Bristow. I have been waiting." Slone spoke in a deep, growling voice that didn't even scare Sydney.
"How long has it been Slone since you killed Emily?! She was so innocent!" she cried
"I don't need to play games with you Miss Bristow. Emily was a lovely woman. Cancer can be a such a killer."
" I know you killed her! How dare you! You killed her. Like many other people. You have to make a stop to this! Now!" Shouted Sydney.
"Oh come on Sydney. We trusted each other, we worked together. You were so happy." She glared at him.
"And you killed my fiancé Danny!"
"NO! Sydney I have told you before, YOU DID!" Sydney's anger was bottled up inside of her and she suddenly let it out. She pulled out her gun and holding it at Slone's level went and put it against his temple.
"I can make this easier for you, Slone. I can kill you or I can just knock you out. Any preference?"
Slone suddenly caught Sydney off guard, swivelling around in his chair and sweeping her off her feet, she fell to the floor with a thud, pain shooting from her abdomen. She hit her head too, but not enough to knock her out.
"Can't move now, can you Miss Bristow?" Slone walked over and kissed Sydney on the forehead. She pulled away in disgust. She wanted to move but when she tried the pain got worse and worse and she was soon on the verge of passing out. Slone turned around for a second and Sydney took the opportunity to kick the chair, causing Slone to trip over it and fall onto the ground. No need for the pen gadget she thought because Slone hit his head on a low windowsill and passed out immediately. Sydney wondered where Vaughn was and wanted to cry out. Her head was throbbing with pain and the room was beginning to spin. Acute pain shot through her abdomen as if connected to a electronic shock machine. Not a moment later blackness began to envelope her as she struggled to resist the pain and stay awake. Her body went static.
To be continued…