"SYD!" Jessie screamed.
No response.
"Syd, please, wake up!" Jessie was shaking from fear.
A cough was Syd's only way of communication, then a groan, blood coming out of her mouth.
"Syd..." Jessie took a step back as the clone advanced on her.
"Guess who's next, Jessica."
Jessie wasn't afraid. "You killed my niece." She whispered, her eyes narrowed into slits.
"Her stupidity killed her, she believed she could beat me."
"SHE COULD HAVE!"
"Well, I guess we'll never know, will we?" The clone laughed and kicked Syd's side, Syd weakly opened her eyes, quietly breathing, and winked at Jessie, signaling her to play along. Jessie got the message and winked, the clone did not take notice of this improvisation.
"N-no..." Jessie muttered.
"You know, Jessica, there is a way to redeem yourself."
"How?"
"Help me take over the world."
By this time, Syd had managed to weakly crawl up the ceiling and knock out the lighting system. The backup lights appeared, but were not nearly as bright as the first set. The only thing that gave away Syd's appearance were her demonic purple-and-orange eyes, a surefire sign she was about to attack. Breathing hard, the teenager with the flame digits released her metal claws, about to kill the clone once and for all.
The clone looked up, true hatred in her eyes, made visible and somewhat eeriely illuminated by the backup lights. "Try to save your sister, Syd," she whispered. "if she isn't already dead, that is." Syd wasted no time, quickly creeping on the ceiling, she melted the door with her hands, stepping through it. The room she had entered was dark, save for an electric-blue oval-like shape. Taking a few steps forward, Syd saw what was in the tube. Her sister's body, frozen inside, was trapped. Syd flared her hands, ready to destroy the prison. A Des clone stepped out from the shadows. "I would not do that if I were you, Sydney." She whispered menacingly.
"What the heck did you do to her?!"
"It's quite simple, really...you see, all it took was a bit of anasthesia in her burrito at Bueno Nacho. Of course, this wasn't your standard sleeping gas..." the clone paused to grin. "You and your sister and your aunt will work for us as slaves. If you refuse..." Syd watched the ice melt, draining from the bottom, and boiling hot water replaced it. The unconscious Des seemed to struggle, her eyes opening, and she began clawing at the glass. The Des clone pressed a button, the ice reappeared. "If you refuse, that'll be a permanent condition. Do you understand?"
"Y-yes....."
"Good." The D-Clone chained Syd to the wall, released Des, chaining her as well. "And, just in case you try escaping, Sydney, Destiny, those chains are waterproof and fireproof."
"Syd...how could you do this?" Des asked of her twin sister.
"I don't know, Des, I'm sorry..."
A bang was heard from the other room, then the S-Clone and D-Clone dragged Jessie's nearly-lifeless body, chaining her to the wall. "SHE WASN'T IN OUR AGREEMENT! LET HER GO!" Syd roared.
The S-Clone laughed as hose-like devices wrapped themselves around Des' arms and legs, and finally a fifth one on her neck, which suddenly turned red hot, Des gasped, and the clone finally stopped. "Don't raise your voice, Sydney, it might endanger your sister's life."
No response.
"Syd, please, wake up!" Jessie was shaking from fear.
A cough was Syd's only way of communication, then a groan, blood coming out of her mouth.
"Syd..." Jessie took a step back as the clone advanced on her.
"Guess who's next, Jessica."
Jessie wasn't afraid. "You killed my niece." She whispered, her eyes narrowed into slits.
"Her stupidity killed her, she believed she could beat me."
"SHE COULD HAVE!"
"Well, I guess we'll never know, will we?" The clone laughed and kicked Syd's side, Syd weakly opened her eyes, quietly breathing, and winked at Jessie, signaling her to play along. Jessie got the message and winked, the clone did not take notice of this improvisation.
"N-no..." Jessie muttered.
"You know, Jessica, there is a way to redeem yourself."
"How?"
"Help me take over the world."
By this time, Syd had managed to weakly crawl up the ceiling and knock out the lighting system. The backup lights appeared, but were not nearly as bright as the first set. The only thing that gave away Syd's appearance were her demonic purple-and-orange eyes, a surefire sign she was about to attack. Breathing hard, the teenager with the flame digits released her metal claws, about to kill the clone once and for all.
The clone looked up, true hatred in her eyes, made visible and somewhat eeriely illuminated by the backup lights. "Try to save your sister, Syd," she whispered. "if she isn't already dead, that is." Syd wasted no time, quickly creeping on the ceiling, she melted the door with her hands, stepping through it. The room she had entered was dark, save for an electric-blue oval-like shape. Taking a few steps forward, Syd saw what was in the tube. Her sister's body, frozen inside, was trapped. Syd flared her hands, ready to destroy the prison. A Des clone stepped out from the shadows. "I would not do that if I were you, Sydney." She whispered menacingly.
"What the heck did you do to her?!"
"It's quite simple, really...you see, all it took was a bit of anasthesia in her burrito at Bueno Nacho. Of course, this wasn't your standard sleeping gas..." the clone paused to grin. "You and your sister and your aunt will work for us as slaves. If you refuse..." Syd watched the ice melt, draining from the bottom, and boiling hot water replaced it. The unconscious Des seemed to struggle, her eyes opening, and she began clawing at the glass. The Des clone pressed a button, the ice reappeared. "If you refuse, that'll be a permanent condition. Do you understand?"
"Y-yes....."
"Good." The D-Clone chained Syd to the wall, released Des, chaining her as well. "And, just in case you try escaping, Sydney, Destiny, those chains are waterproof and fireproof."
"Syd...how could you do this?" Des asked of her twin sister.
"I don't know, Des, I'm sorry..."
A bang was heard from the other room, then the S-Clone and D-Clone dragged Jessie's nearly-lifeless body, chaining her to the wall. "SHE WASN'T IN OUR AGREEMENT! LET HER GO!" Syd roared.
The S-Clone laughed as hose-like devices wrapped themselves around Des' arms and legs, and finally a fifth one on her neck, which suddenly turned red hot, Des gasped, and the clone finally stopped. "Don't raise your voice, Sydney, it might endanger your sister's life."