Finding the perfect blade was tough. Each was perfect, the clone
could imagine killing her victims with them all. The enemies would
pay...they'd pay big. All the clone had to do was wait for that evening,
when Syd would be watching her cousin. Then, the clone would bind and gag
the teen heroine, kidnap her cousin, then walk out the door, with no one to
follow, at least, not until Syd finally figured it out. The ditz would
probably take hours to figure out how to break through her bindings, and
therefore would have a chance of being too late to save her favorite
cousin.
The clone grinned, caressing the blade with her fingertip, a small bit of blood escaping through a cut. She imagined what it would be like to see her foes being violently murdered by this weapon, of course at her hands, and it only made her grin the brighter. There would be no way of getting caught, either. The police would either never find the bodies, or the crime would never be reported. The S-Clone couldn't bet on the latter, so the former should be carefully executed ('Pardon the pun,' the S-Clone mentally chuckled) to prevent anyone figuring it out.
The Drew child would be wonderful bait, but what would the clone do once the mission was over and she had won? Would she murder him, too? Or perhaps brainwash him and force him to work for her the rest of his life? The clone didn't waste another second thinking of her plan, it would be 'by ear'. Hiding the knife in a pack, and rope and tape in it too, the clone set out for the kidnapping.
Syd and Drew were blissfully unaware of the attack that was soon to occur as they played Xbox, some type of basketball two-player game to be exact. Each hand deftly moved across the controllers, Syd was almost as good at video games as she was at saving the world. Syd stretched, got up, muttered that she was going into the kitchen to fix herself a sandwich, and excused herself to go to the kitchen. Humming to herself, she made her sandwich, and retrieved a soda. After closing the fridge, she heard a mighty crash and then Drew screaming. Syd raced back into the living room, only to confront the clone.
The clone was holding the screaming boy by the neck, Drew being elevated at least three or four feet above the floor. "I wouldn't take another step, Syd." The doppelganger sneered threateningly.
"Let. Him. Go."
"I don't think I'll be doing that at the moment." The clone forced Syd's head down, hitting the coffee table. Syd blacked out and the S-Clone bound her, leaving her and taking off into the night with her new 'sidekick'. Twenty minutes later, Syd groaned and opened her eyes, everything had a fuzzy look to it before she came into focus. "Syd?" Jessie's voice was quiet as she looked at her niece. "Syd, what happened? Where' s Drew?"
"Arh...the...clone."
"Wh-what?" Jessie nearly lost all the color in her face.
"The...clone....came....and...took...Drew....hit me...and caused me to hit the coffee.....table." The pain was grating, Syd felt like her head was being split open in multiple places.
"Syd.....are you joking?!" Jessie nearly fainted, as well as her face turning ghost white.
"N-no...I'm sorry....I tried...."
"I know, Syd, I know...let's just try to focus on how to get him back, okay?"
"Okay..."
Jessie and Syd arrived at the lair; both gasped at the sight before them: Drew was being held by chains over a shark tank. "LET HIM GO!" Jessie roared, ready to deactivate the clone. "Aunt Jessie, no," Syd tried to restrain her aunt. "She'll hurt Drew."
"Smart girl, Sydney," the clone grinned evilly. "it took you that long?"
"Shut up!"
"Ah, ah, ah." S-Clone shook her head and lowered Drew a little bit. The frightened little boy looked at his mother and cousin with an expression of hope and fear, afraid he was going to die. "Not another step, you two." The clone threatened.
"What are you doing with my cousin?!" Syd demanded.
"It's quite simple. I just need to make Jessica suffer as much as possible, and I figured her son would be the fastest route to psychological breakdown."
"You're sick." The teen heroine defended her aunt.
"Not so, just misunderstood. Maybe I should tell you what my intentions were..."
"YOU THINK?!" Jessie spat.
The S-Clone lowered Drew a few inches more. "My, my, are you really this stupid, Jessica, risking your son's life?"
"Shut..." The S-Clone fired a fiery beam at Jessie, who seemed somewhat unfazed, but taken aback.
"Now, you will listen. You see, I had gotten sick of Dementor's plans...never really wanting you to die, Jessica, but wanting you to be tortured...I, however, wanted you dead. So, I and the Des clone took the liberty of resigning, and am now working toward my revenge. You see, Jessica, once Drew's dead," she lowered the chains a bit more, "you will not have reason to live." The chains were nearly at their limits now; the sharks could almost reach the boy, they could smell his fear.
"Just to make sure you don't escape..." the S-Clone walked over to the computer console, pressing a rather large red button, which caused a large cage to drop down over the unsuspecting victims. "Oh, well, this is just marvelous." Syd mused sarcastically. Jessie slumped down to the floor, buried her face in her hands, and cried. Syd hung her head, unable to think of a way to help her cousin. "I'm sorry, Aunt Jessie. I'm so sorry...." Syd whispered, her inability to speak loudly rushing back to her.
"It isn't your fault, Syd."
"Yes it is..."
"Syd, calm down...you didn't know they'd attack..."
The clone walked off, Drew's weight would now cause the chains to lower, and the two annoyances, the teen hero and the former hero, were going to die soon enough. S-Clone had cautiously planned this for months, even when she was working for Dementor. The reason she had quit was easy: she wanted full revenge, not half-baked torture. She had left a note, explaining all this, and then stormed out of the lair, finding another old one, and had stayed there ever since.
She thought this change was for the better, she had gone far enough to capture Syd Lipsky, a teen hero, and her aunt, a former teen hero. Dementor had once said that Jessie tried to stop him from dominating the world, and that the clones' sole purpose was to destroy her, mentally or physically. Now, she had the only woman standing in her way of world domination nearly defeated, the clone just had to further the idea of Jessie's spirit being crushed to the point where she had no desire to live. It surely wouldn't be long now...There was a mighty sound of jaws snapping, a young boy screaming, and two women screaming. The S-Clone imagined that the chains must have finally dropped. "They dropped all right!" Syd spat after using her mind-reading abilities. The child clung to Syd's neck, both of them drenched, a small river of blood coursing from Syd's shoulder. "They dropped when I destroyed them and caught my cousin!"
"You clever little.."
The clone grinned, caressing the blade with her fingertip, a small bit of blood escaping through a cut. She imagined what it would be like to see her foes being violently murdered by this weapon, of course at her hands, and it only made her grin the brighter. There would be no way of getting caught, either. The police would either never find the bodies, or the crime would never be reported. The S-Clone couldn't bet on the latter, so the former should be carefully executed ('Pardon the pun,' the S-Clone mentally chuckled) to prevent anyone figuring it out.
The Drew child would be wonderful bait, but what would the clone do once the mission was over and she had won? Would she murder him, too? Or perhaps brainwash him and force him to work for her the rest of his life? The clone didn't waste another second thinking of her plan, it would be 'by ear'. Hiding the knife in a pack, and rope and tape in it too, the clone set out for the kidnapping.
Syd and Drew were blissfully unaware of the attack that was soon to occur as they played Xbox, some type of basketball two-player game to be exact. Each hand deftly moved across the controllers, Syd was almost as good at video games as she was at saving the world. Syd stretched, got up, muttered that she was going into the kitchen to fix herself a sandwich, and excused herself to go to the kitchen. Humming to herself, she made her sandwich, and retrieved a soda. After closing the fridge, she heard a mighty crash and then Drew screaming. Syd raced back into the living room, only to confront the clone.
The clone was holding the screaming boy by the neck, Drew being elevated at least three or four feet above the floor. "I wouldn't take another step, Syd." The doppelganger sneered threateningly.
"Let. Him. Go."
"I don't think I'll be doing that at the moment." The clone forced Syd's head down, hitting the coffee table. Syd blacked out and the S-Clone bound her, leaving her and taking off into the night with her new 'sidekick'. Twenty minutes later, Syd groaned and opened her eyes, everything had a fuzzy look to it before she came into focus. "Syd?" Jessie's voice was quiet as she looked at her niece. "Syd, what happened? Where' s Drew?"
"Arh...the...clone."
"Wh-what?" Jessie nearly lost all the color in her face.
"The...clone....came....and...took...Drew....hit me...and caused me to hit the coffee.....table." The pain was grating, Syd felt like her head was being split open in multiple places.
"Syd.....are you joking?!" Jessie nearly fainted, as well as her face turning ghost white.
"N-no...I'm sorry....I tried...."
"I know, Syd, I know...let's just try to focus on how to get him back, okay?"
"Okay..."
Jessie and Syd arrived at the lair; both gasped at the sight before them: Drew was being held by chains over a shark tank. "LET HIM GO!" Jessie roared, ready to deactivate the clone. "Aunt Jessie, no," Syd tried to restrain her aunt. "She'll hurt Drew."
"Smart girl, Sydney," the clone grinned evilly. "it took you that long?"
"Shut up!"
"Ah, ah, ah." S-Clone shook her head and lowered Drew a little bit. The frightened little boy looked at his mother and cousin with an expression of hope and fear, afraid he was going to die. "Not another step, you two." The clone threatened.
"What are you doing with my cousin?!" Syd demanded.
"It's quite simple. I just need to make Jessica suffer as much as possible, and I figured her son would be the fastest route to psychological breakdown."
"You're sick." The teen heroine defended her aunt.
"Not so, just misunderstood. Maybe I should tell you what my intentions were..."
"YOU THINK?!" Jessie spat.
The S-Clone lowered Drew a few inches more. "My, my, are you really this stupid, Jessica, risking your son's life?"
"Shut..." The S-Clone fired a fiery beam at Jessie, who seemed somewhat unfazed, but taken aback.
"Now, you will listen. You see, I had gotten sick of Dementor's plans...never really wanting you to die, Jessica, but wanting you to be tortured...I, however, wanted you dead. So, I and the Des clone took the liberty of resigning, and am now working toward my revenge. You see, Jessica, once Drew's dead," she lowered the chains a bit more, "you will not have reason to live." The chains were nearly at their limits now; the sharks could almost reach the boy, they could smell his fear.
"Just to make sure you don't escape..." the S-Clone walked over to the computer console, pressing a rather large red button, which caused a large cage to drop down over the unsuspecting victims. "Oh, well, this is just marvelous." Syd mused sarcastically. Jessie slumped down to the floor, buried her face in her hands, and cried. Syd hung her head, unable to think of a way to help her cousin. "I'm sorry, Aunt Jessie. I'm so sorry...." Syd whispered, her inability to speak loudly rushing back to her.
"It isn't your fault, Syd."
"Yes it is..."
"Syd, calm down...you didn't know they'd attack..."
The clone walked off, Drew's weight would now cause the chains to lower, and the two annoyances, the teen hero and the former hero, were going to die soon enough. S-Clone had cautiously planned this for months, even when she was working for Dementor. The reason she had quit was easy: she wanted full revenge, not half-baked torture. She had left a note, explaining all this, and then stormed out of the lair, finding another old one, and had stayed there ever since.
She thought this change was for the better, she had gone far enough to capture Syd Lipsky, a teen hero, and her aunt, a former teen hero. Dementor had once said that Jessie tried to stop him from dominating the world, and that the clones' sole purpose was to destroy her, mentally or physically. Now, she had the only woman standing in her way of world domination nearly defeated, the clone just had to further the idea of Jessie's spirit being crushed to the point where she had no desire to live. It surely wouldn't be long now...There was a mighty sound of jaws snapping, a young boy screaming, and two women screaming. The S-Clone imagined that the chains must have finally dropped. "They dropped all right!" Syd spat after using her mind-reading abilities. The child clung to Syd's neck, both of them drenched, a small river of blood coursing from Syd's shoulder. "They dropped when I destroyed them and caught my cousin!"
"You clever little.."