A/N: Also, this takes place after PS&D2, but I've still got to finish that.
S-Clone glanced at Syd. "You...little...." She couldn't even finish her own sentences as she pulled out the knife that would have been used to kill Jessie. "Well...at least one person will die as planned..."
"Have you forgotten the healing factor?"
"Why, no, I haven't. You see, when you drenched yourself to save your cousin, the water was, unknowingly to you, laced with an agent disabling it."
"You're lying."
"Explain the shark bite."
"Well, I..."
"Hmph. I see you cannot. Do you give in?"
"Y-yes..."
Syd dropped to her knees, admitting defeat. She asked herself, 'why am I going through this if the clone had already won?' Soon the clone would win. Syd winced as the S-Clone put the knife to her neck, and a trickle of blood emerged, making Syd gasp. The clone forced the knife down deeper, Syd fainted. Removing the blood-stained knife, Syd's double gasped at the sight before her: Syd's hands were rapidly flaring, her eyes fluttered open, and she stood up on wobbly legs. The clone glared as Syd took a few steps back, her hands powering up.
The clone, thinking quickly, fired one of her firebeams at the ceiling, hitting a sprinkler, causing a chain reaction. Syd, whose hands had been flared as the sprinklers hit them, screamed. Due to the high intensity of her flaming hands, a drastic temperature change like that could have killed her. Syd backed up, her ankle level with the floor and wall. Her clone lunged toward her, preparing to attack. Syd quickly somersaulted out of the way of danger, her heart pounding.
"You...think...you'll beat...me..." Syd was weak, an easy target for the clone, who seemed all too amused at Syd's attempt of survival. Grinning, the clone threw the knife at Syd's already-wounded shoulder, deepening the wound and causing her foe to writhe in agony, a previously unforeseen vision for the clone. Her enemy nearly dead, the double strode towards Syd with the knife. Struggling to get up, the teen hero realized she was going to die. She didn't know exactly when, but she knew it had to be soon. Sticky red blood dropped to the floor as the clone forced the knife down, down into Syd's shoulder, destroying any chance of movement from that arm. "One limb down...three more to go, then the head." The clone muttered evilly. Using her good left arm, Syd began to climb up the wall and hang from the ceiling. The clone pulled out the handgun, fired at Syd's left leg, Syd gasped and that limb dangled uselessly in the air. Syd gasped as her other limbs fell prey to her foe's violent weaponry, and Syd would surely die soon. Barely conscious, Syd rolled over out of the line of fire. Hiding behind some crates, Syd quietly, cautiously caught her breath.
Sure that Syd would perish, the clone fired at the wooden boxes. Syd ducked, wondering if she'd get out of this alive. Memories of her life rushed before her eyes, like the time she had gone on her first mission, it was minor, but it was something. Then, she thought of the time when she had first babysat her cousin. The little angel was asleep twenty minutes into it, and Syd had put him to bed. The third thought was of her first basketball game, that fateful basketball game where her 'abnormality' was revealed to the public...The anger of the event caused Syd's eyes to glow, and her shoulders and legs immediately welded back to the skin and bones, she had been healed. Syd concurred that, in the extreme situation, her healing factor had temporarily returned. It would serve her well in this battle, this she knew. She emerged, fully confident and fully healed, invincible once again.
Jessie had heard the mighty crashes and feared for Syd. Every once in a while there was a pregnant silence, then more bangs and crashes. The clone tossed Syd through the thin metal door, breaking it, and knocking the teen hero out. Jessie bit her lip to keep from screaming. The clone stepped forward toward Syd's body, and placed her claws on Syd's neck, flaring them.
Syd stopped breathing.
S-Clone glanced at Syd. "You...little...." She couldn't even finish her own sentences as she pulled out the knife that would have been used to kill Jessie. "Well...at least one person will die as planned..."
"Have you forgotten the healing factor?"
"Why, no, I haven't. You see, when you drenched yourself to save your cousin, the water was, unknowingly to you, laced with an agent disabling it."
"You're lying."
"Explain the shark bite."
"Well, I..."
"Hmph. I see you cannot. Do you give in?"
"Y-yes..."
Syd dropped to her knees, admitting defeat. She asked herself, 'why am I going through this if the clone had already won?' Soon the clone would win. Syd winced as the S-Clone put the knife to her neck, and a trickle of blood emerged, making Syd gasp. The clone forced the knife down deeper, Syd fainted. Removing the blood-stained knife, Syd's double gasped at the sight before her: Syd's hands were rapidly flaring, her eyes fluttered open, and she stood up on wobbly legs. The clone glared as Syd took a few steps back, her hands powering up.
The clone, thinking quickly, fired one of her firebeams at the ceiling, hitting a sprinkler, causing a chain reaction. Syd, whose hands had been flared as the sprinklers hit them, screamed. Due to the high intensity of her flaming hands, a drastic temperature change like that could have killed her. Syd backed up, her ankle level with the floor and wall. Her clone lunged toward her, preparing to attack. Syd quickly somersaulted out of the way of danger, her heart pounding.
"You...think...you'll beat...me..." Syd was weak, an easy target for the clone, who seemed all too amused at Syd's attempt of survival. Grinning, the clone threw the knife at Syd's already-wounded shoulder, deepening the wound and causing her foe to writhe in agony, a previously unforeseen vision for the clone. Her enemy nearly dead, the double strode towards Syd with the knife. Struggling to get up, the teen hero realized she was going to die. She didn't know exactly when, but she knew it had to be soon. Sticky red blood dropped to the floor as the clone forced the knife down, down into Syd's shoulder, destroying any chance of movement from that arm. "One limb down...three more to go, then the head." The clone muttered evilly. Using her good left arm, Syd began to climb up the wall and hang from the ceiling. The clone pulled out the handgun, fired at Syd's left leg, Syd gasped and that limb dangled uselessly in the air. Syd gasped as her other limbs fell prey to her foe's violent weaponry, and Syd would surely die soon. Barely conscious, Syd rolled over out of the line of fire. Hiding behind some crates, Syd quietly, cautiously caught her breath.
Sure that Syd would perish, the clone fired at the wooden boxes. Syd ducked, wondering if she'd get out of this alive. Memories of her life rushed before her eyes, like the time she had gone on her first mission, it was minor, but it was something. Then, she thought of the time when she had first babysat her cousin. The little angel was asleep twenty minutes into it, and Syd had put him to bed. The third thought was of her first basketball game, that fateful basketball game where her 'abnormality' was revealed to the public...The anger of the event caused Syd's eyes to glow, and her shoulders and legs immediately welded back to the skin and bones, she had been healed. Syd concurred that, in the extreme situation, her healing factor had temporarily returned. It would serve her well in this battle, this she knew. She emerged, fully confident and fully healed, invincible once again.
Jessie had heard the mighty crashes and feared for Syd. Every once in a while there was a pregnant silence, then more bangs and crashes. The clone tossed Syd through the thin metal door, breaking it, and knocking the teen hero out. Jessie bit her lip to keep from screaming. The clone stepped forward toward Syd's body, and placed her claws on Syd's neck, flaring them.
Syd stopped breathing.