A/N: I'm not really sure this is soft enough to be PG anymore, but never
fear, this will be an EXTREMELY MILD PG-13.
Training under the clones hadn't been easy. Syd and Des tried as hard as they could, but for the villainous S-Clone, their efforts were lacking. One night, in their quarters, Syd sat on the dingy mattress that was her only worldly possession at that moment, and sighed. Jessie and Des walked in. "Syd?" Des' voice drilled through Syd's thoughts. "Yes?" Syd responded.
"Have you figured out a way to get us out of here?"
"I can't."
Des glanced at her sister in the dim light, their only source of light a small bulb hanging from the ceiling, always blinking. "You can't?"
"No."
"Oh..."
Jessie spoke up. "Girls, as long as we're here, we'll have to deal with it. Understand?"
Syd nodded and flopped down on her bed, sleep overtaking her once again. She had longed for the opportunity to see her boyfriend Josh, and her dream was of him. She was dancing with him, gracefully. Syd was abruptly awoken by the clones, who were screaming at the trio of heroes- turned-slaves to get up. They did as asked, Des was weakened almost instantly during that day's excruciating training session. The S-Clone walked over to Des' near-unconscious form, and injected her with something. Des screamed and fainted. Immediately, her body began to shake violently as she opened her eyes, glowing blue and silver. "Mind control," the clone explained, "isn't it a wonderful thing?" Jessie stepped toward the clone, ready to strike her. Syd held Jessie back, afraid the clone would kill her.
"Destiny. Destroy them."
"Yes ma'am." Des answered, lunging at Syd, who could only feel one thing as Des placed her ice-covered hands on her neck: pain. It was not just physical pain that injured her at the moment, rather psychological, as it seemed odd to her that her own flesh-and-blood sister was killing her. Syd's internal temperature dove, rapidly reaching below zero. Thinking quickly, the Shego-like teenager managed to get Des off, and Syd slapped her, Des snapped out of it.
"Huh? Wha-?"
They never spoke of that again. Months later, Jessie and Syd were sitting in the slave quarters, Des had been taken by the clones for 'experiments'. Jessie had been allowed to keep Drew, she was glad for this fact. He lay his head on her lap and Jessie began stroking his hair with her hand. Drew liked that. Syd leaned against the wall, happy that someone there had a mother to comfort them. As Syd looked out the window, gasping at the marvelous sight of a full moon, she prayed, watching the moon's silvery ambience. She prayed that everything would be okay for the rest of her family and friends. "Why are they so cruel?" Syd whispered to herself.
"Because they want us dead, Syd." Jessie responded quietly.
"I think someone small might be able to get us free..."
"How on Earth would that work?" Jessie raised an eyebrow, wondering if Syd had recently been exposed to low oxygen levels.
"We've got to get Drew out of here. He can go get help."
"How? Syd, if they see him, they'll kill him."
"No, they won't."
"What?"
"If I go with him..."
"No."
"Will you listen?!"
"No, Syd. If they see either one of you trying to escape, you'll die."
Syd sighed. "Fine." She was determined to get them out, although she had no idea how she was to go about doing it. Since she had trained so hard, she imagined, she had earned a nap. She dozed off for a good hour, before being awakened by Jessie's frantic screaming. "Destiny needs someone to practice on. Now, let go of the boy." She heard her clone's voice scold. "No! I'm not letting you take my son!" Jessie's tone was tense; she did not intend to give in so easily.
"There is no way you can give in. Surrender the child."
The clone struck Jessie across the face, grabbing the frightened boy. Jessie glared at the clone, five deep, bleeding scratches running along her cheek. The clone left with the boy, Drew's screams permeating through the cold November air. "Drew..." Jessie whispered, covering her face with her hands, and sobbed. Syd spoke up. "Aunt Jessie....I'm so sorry..."
"Syd, we've got to get him back...."
"I know."
The small five-year-old was brought screaming and kicking into the arena before he was drugged, the mind-controlled Des eagerly awaiting a weak target. Once the child was killed, she would destroy Syd, then Jessie. One of the differences between the mind control Drakken used and the ones the clones used was brainwashing. Des had no qualms whatsoever over murdering the young child, the clones had introduced a new condition towards her and her alone: kill and you will survive. Darwin had established it as 'survival of the fittest', however, the clones had some alterations done.
Two S-Clones brought in the unconscious child, who would wake up soon enough. The first clone, the one on the left finally spoke. "Maybe we should try the maze exercise, it'll be more interesting."
"True..." The second clone agreed. "...especially for Des."
Des had been injected with several new factors, including a virtually- indestructable mind control formula. No one could beat her in a fight, no one dare try, for they would surely succumb to oblivion. Soon, Des would rule the world with the clones. Walls rose to create a maze pattern; the clones laid Drew at one entrance, Des was stationed at the other. Syd watched from the rafters, knowing she would be instantly killed if the clones saw her. Stealthily, the teen hero moved a little to her right so she could see just what was going on. Des had found Drew, and began attacking him. Syd teleported back to the slave quarters, Jessie was pacing. She immediately stopped when she saw Syd. Her face completely ashen, Syd told her what she saw.
"You...are...lying..." Jessie whispered, not believing Syd.
"I'm serious, Aunt Jessie..."
"Des broke through the mind control, remember?"
"Yes, but they injected her with it again...."
Jessie's face went completely rigid.
"I would have gotten him....but they would have killed me. He might still be alive..."
Jessie was dead quiet for the rest of the day, Syd decided to do something about it that evening. Sneaking out of the quarters and to the training arena, she met the half-dead boy. Picking him up gently, he opened his eyes. "Syd?" He managed to cough out his cousin's name.
"Yeah, it's me. I'm gonna get you out of here, okay?"
"Okay..." Drew agreed weakly before fainting. Syd returned to the small room. "Aunt Jessie," she spoke quietly. "look." Jessie looked up at Syd. "Oh my God. He's alive?" Syd merely nodded, handing the small boy to her aunt. Jessie hugged her child. "Thank you, Syd."
"You're welcome." Syd grinned.
As Jessie softly hummed 'Amazing Grace' to Drew, Syd fell asleep once again, exhausted from her recent excursion. Less than five minutes after falling asleep, she felt her arms and legs being shackled, and her body being dragged somewhere. "Wake up!" the S-Clone (or D-Clone, Syd couldn't tell) hissed. "Time to face your sister."
"What?" Syd asked groggily.
"You heard me!"
Syd groaned and got up, Des walked out from behind the shadows, glaring menacingly at her twin.
"Des..."
Des' only response was water spirals surrounding her hands.
Training under the clones hadn't been easy. Syd and Des tried as hard as they could, but for the villainous S-Clone, their efforts were lacking. One night, in their quarters, Syd sat on the dingy mattress that was her only worldly possession at that moment, and sighed. Jessie and Des walked in. "Syd?" Des' voice drilled through Syd's thoughts. "Yes?" Syd responded.
"Have you figured out a way to get us out of here?"
"I can't."
Des glanced at her sister in the dim light, their only source of light a small bulb hanging from the ceiling, always blinking. "You can't?"
"No."
"Oh..."
Jessie spoke up. "Girls, as long as we're here, we'll have to deal with it. Understand?"
Syd nodded and flopped down on her bed, sleep overtaking her once again. She had longed for the opportunity to see her boyfriend Josh, and her dream was of him. She was dancing with him, gracefully. Syd was abruptly awoken by the clones, who were screaming at the trio of heroes- turned-slaves to get up. They did as asked, Des was weakened almost instantly during that day's excruciating training session. The S-Clone walked over to Des' near-unconscious form, and injected her with something. Des screamed and fainted. Immediately, her body began to shake violently as she opened her eyes, glowing blue and silver. "Mind control," the clone explained, "isn't it a wonderful thing?" Jessie stepped toward the clone, ready to strike her. Syd held Jessie back, afraid the clone would kill her.
"Destiny. Destroy them."
"Yes ma'am." Des answered, lunging at Syd, who could only feel one thing as Des placed her ice-covered hands on her neck: pain. It was not just physical pain that injured her at the moment, rather psychological, as it seemed odd to her that her own flesh-and-blood sister was killing her. Syd's internal temperature dove, rapidly reaching below zero. Thinking quickly, the Shego-like teenager managed to get Des off, and Syd slapped her, Des snapped out of it.
"Huh? Wha-?"
They never spoke of that again. Months later, Jessie and Syd were sitting in the slave quarters, Des had been taken by the clones for 'experiments'. Jessie had been allowed to keep Drew, she was glad for this fact. He lay his head on her lap and Jessie began stroking his hair with her hand. Drew liked that. Syd leaned against the wall, happy that someone there had a mother to comfort them. As Syd looked out the window, gasping at the marvelous sight of a full moon, she prayed, watching the moon's silvery ambience. She prayed that everything would be okay for the rest of her family and friends. "Why are they so cruel?" Syd whispered to herself.
"Because they want us dead, Syd." Jessie responded quietly.
"I think someone small might be able to get us free..."
"How on Earth would that work?" Jessie raised an eyebrow, wondering if Syd had recently been exposed to low oxygen levels.
"We've got to get Drew out of here. He can go get help."
"How? Syd, if they see him, they'll kill him."
"No, they won't."
"What?"
"If I go with him..."
"No."
"Will you listen?!"
"No, Syd. If they see either one of you trying to escape, you'll die."
Syd sighed. "Fine." She was determined to get them out, although she had no idea how she was to go about doing it. Since she had trained so hard, she imagined, she had earned a nap. She dozed off for a good hour, before being awakened by Jessie's frantic screaming. "Destiny needs someone to practice on. Now, let go of the boy." She heard her clone's voice scold. "No! I'm not letting you take my son!" Jessie's tone was tense; she did not intend to give in so easily.
"There is no way you can give in. Surrender the child."
The clone struck Jessie across the face, grabbing the frightened boy. Jessie glared at the clone, five deep, bleeding scratches running along her cheek. The clone left with the boy, Drew's screams permeating through the cold November air. "Drew..." Jessie whispered, covering her face with her hands, and sobbed. Syd spoke up. "Aunt Jessie....I'm so sorry..."
"Syd, we've got to get him back...."
"I know."
The small five-year-old was brought screaming and kicking into the arena before he was drugged, the mind-controlled Des eagerly awaiting a weak target. Once the child was killed, she would destroy Syd, then Jessie. One of the differences between the mind control Drakken used and the ones the clones used was brainwashing. Des had no qualms whatsoever over murdering the young child, the clones had introduced a new condition towards her and her alone: kill and you will survive. Darwin had established it as 'survival of the fittest', however, the clones had some alterations done.
Two S-Clones brought in the unconscious child, who would wake up soon enough. The first clone, the one on the left finally spoke. "Maybe we should try the maze exercise, it'll be more interesting."
"True..." The second clone agreed. "...especially for Des."
Des had been injected with several new factors, including a virtually- indestructable mind control formula. No one could beat her in a fight, no one dare try, for they would surely succumb to oblivion. Soon, Des would rule the world with the clones. Walls rose to create a maze pattern; the clones laid Drew at one entrance, Des was stationed at the other. Syd watched from the rafters, knowing she would be instantly killed if the clones saw her. Stealthily, the teen hero moved a little to her right so she could see just what was going on. Des had found Drew, and began attacking him. Syd teleported back to the slave quarters, Jessie was pacing. She immediately stopped when she saw Syd. Her face completely ashen, Syd told her what she saw.
"You...are...lying..." Jessie whispered, not believing Syd.
"I'm serious, Aunt Jessie..."
"Des broke through the mind control, remember?"
"Yes, but they injected her with it again...."
Jessie's face went completely rigid.
"I would have gotten him....but they would have killed me. He might still be alive..."
Jessie was dead quiet for the rest of the day, Syd decided to do something about it that evening. Sneaking out of the quarters and to the training arena, she met the half-dead boy. Picking him up gently, he opened his eyes. "Syd?" He managed to cough out his cousin's name.
"Yeah, it's me. I'm gonna get you out of here, okay?"
"Okay..." Drew agreed weakly before fainting. Syd returned to the small room. "Aunt Jessie," she spoke quietly. "look." Jessie looked up at Syd. "Oh my God. He's alive?" Syd merely nodded, handing the small boy to her aunt. Jessie hugged her child. "Thank you, Syd."
"You're welcome." Syd grinned.
As Jessie softly hummed 'Amazing Grace' to Drew, Syd fell asleep once again, exhausted from her recent excursion. Less than five minutes after falling asleep, she felt her arms and legs being shackled, and her body being dragged somewhere. "Wake up!" the S-Clone (or D-Clone, Syd couldn't tell) hissed. "Time to face your sister."
"What?" Syd asked groggily.
"You heard me!"
Syd groaned and got up, Des walked out from behind the shadows, glaring menacingly at her twin.
"Des..."
Des' only response was water spirals surrounding her hands.