Sorry it has been a while since my last update. I've just been so busy
lately, but here is the next chapter. Please read and review for me.
Thanks so much.
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Mission Accomplished
Sydney bursts into the bathroom and locks herself into the first stall. She sits down on the toilet and tries to recoup and organize all that's happened to her. Compartmentalizing was never an easy thing to do, and now above all things the hardest ever. Ever since Sark showed up out of nowhere and decided to tell her she has a daughter, everything has gone beyond insane. Her life was just crumbling into pieces. She could not control anything that was happening. Everything was shattering like the shards of glass after a rock is thrown into it. It could never be repaired.
"How am I going to handle this?" Sydney was just completely lost of all answers.
Oh no, someone's in here with me. How am I going to avoid them? As Adrienne is freaking out in her mind. Then to make things worse she suddenly slips on a wet part of the floor and crashes into the door of the stall. She curses to herself in her head. Crap. Good job Adrienne. Now what are you going to do?
Sydney quickly got up and straightened out her dress. She had not realized someone was in the bathroom with her.
"Are you ok?" Sydney asked cautiously as she approached the stall next to her.
Shoot, shoot, shoot. Was all that was racing through Adrienne's mind. Ok. Just be cool and reply calmly so she doesn't get too suspicious. "Yeah, I'm ok, but I don't think you will be," Adrienne replied. She jumped out of the stall and threw Sydney off guard.
"Who the hell are you?" Sydney yelled while regaining her stance. She was not ready for another surprise, especially not after everything that has happened to her over the past 24 hours. Enough has occurred, and she wants to end this quickly. "How did you break into the CIA?"
"That's none of your business isn't it?" Adrienne smirked under the mask. She began to size up her opponent, and saw that they had similar body characteristics. Master Lee taught her to focus on her enemies' strengths not only their weaknesses.
"If you can change their strengths into their weaknesses then you will be the superior fighter," Master Lee once said.
Although this woman was older than her, and a little more experienced than she, Adrienne was still faster.
Sydney could tell from her masked person that she was only a teenager. They were about the same height and weight though. She decided that she was the more experienced and could easily take this amateur.
The first punch was thrown by Adrienne. It was aimed at Sydney's chest. It was easily blocked and Sydney maneuvered herself so she was given a clear shot to kick her opponent in the stomach. Her aim was true and Adrienne staggered back at the blow, only to recover quickly to deliver a twin kick toward the woman's abdomen. Sydney retaliated immediately with a roundhouse kick to the girl's back. Adrienne fell back but got back swiftly and began a barrage of well-placed punches to Sydney's face and stomach. Only a few were blocked, yet, Sydney had taken worse beatings than this in her lifetime, and was able to withstand the pain. Sydney now took the offensive and delivered a powerful axe kick to the masked girl's shoulder and then crouched down to kick Adrienne's legs out underneath her.
The girl fell with a thud, and only rested for a second before doing the same to Sydney. She quickly got up and knocked the woman out with a mighty blow to her temple with her elbow.
"There, she should be out for awhile. Now I need to get Sark before someone catches me," Adrienne hurriedly put Sydney in a stall and closed the door. Her PDA beeped saying that someone was coming near her. She looked at the camera surveillance on her palm pilot to see that an agent was rounding the corner, but luckily did not enter the bathroom. The Rotunda as it was called, had a very stolid appearance and not inviting. But I guess the CIA headquarters shouldn't be that exciting. Adrienne walked out of the washroom and sneaked her way to Sark's cell, occasionally stopping and hiding when agents appeared. On the last hallway to her agenda, two agents walked out of a door that Adrienne almost walked into. She quickly found a janitor's closet to hide in, and waited until they passed by. She couldn't help but to hear the agents' conversation.
"Yeah, did you hear that Vaughn has been suspended from duty until further notice, by Dixon?" Agent Anderson said.
"Really, what did he do? I know he has been acting a little weird lately, but he would have to have done something crazy for that to happen. Didn't he capture Sark, but under a rogue operation, and Dixon didn't approve? Hey, who cares, we got Sark, what more do we want," Agent Wilkinson said as both walked down the hall chatting about this Agent Vaughn.
Hm...close call Adrienne. The closet door opened with a slight creak, but no one heard it. Sark's cell was 500 feet away from her. So close. Don't mess this up Adrienne.
"Sark," she whispered. Sark looked up and was surprised to see some person with a mask in front of him.
"Is that you Adrienne?" a very confused Sark asked his blue eyes now sparkling with confusion and wonderment. This was his Adrienne that came to rescue him. She reminded him so much of Sydney. How she walked, talked, and her very being reminded him of his only love. "Well, what are you waiting for? Get me out of this damned cell."
"Ok, ok. One sec," a set of picks opened the simple lock on the cell, and freed Sark from his taciturn and horrible chamber.
"Let's get out of here. Where did you come from? No, first off, how the hell did you get into the Rotunda? It is one of the most technically advanced headquarters and high tech defense system? Actually, I don't want to know," Sark asks, still stunned at how she did it. Adrienne leads them back to the bathroom without any surprises or hitches.
"Oh, I had one little problem, but I took care of it. She's in that stall," she points to where she put Sydney's body. Sark approaches the stall and carefully opens it, only to see an unconscious body of Sydney lying on the bathroom floor. Luckily his back is turned so Adrienne cannot see the hurt on his face. He knows Adrienne had no choice, but to knock out her mother. He cannot let her know right now who this is, but he'll have to take Sydney with him. He wipes of the remorse on his face and turns to Adrienne to ask for help to carry Sydney's body.
"Why? She's CIA. They'll think we've taken her hostage," a confused Adrienne questions.
"No time for questions right now, we need her. I'll try to explain when we get back home. What transportation did you use to get here?" as they carry Syd's body.
"I took the jet, and it's on the roof of the building next to the Rotunda." Luckily it was night, and not very busy. It would not look too suspicious if they propped Sydney's body up in a standing position. They crawled through the vent out into the fresh cool air. No one was walking around, so they had safe passage to the building. Fortunately, it was an apartment building, so they could easily fake that Sydney was so wasted she needed help getting to her room. Sydney began to stir as they reached the roof, even though this hurt Sark to do, he injected her with a tranquilizer that would knock her out until they arrived in Italy. They safely made their way into the jet, and set a course for Italy. The rest of the flight was quiet. Adrienne silently applauded herself for a successful mission, although perplexed why Sark wanted to take the CIA agent with them. Sark was apologizing over and over in his mind to Sydney for what he had done in the past, present, and what he will do. It hurts him to know that all the pain he has caused her was by him. He wanted to end this cycle for once and tell her the entire truth even if it were to hurt her one last time. He loved her and that was all he could think about.
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Mission Accomplished
Sydney bursts into the bathroom and locks herself into the first stall. She sits down on the toilet and tries to recoup and organize all that's happened to her. Compartmentalizing was never an easy thing to do, and now above all things the hardest ever. Ever since Sark showed up out of nowhere and decided to tell her she has a daughter, everything has gone beyond insane. Her life was just crumbling into pieces. She could not control anything that was happening. Everything was shattering like the shards of glass after a rock is thrown into it. It could never be repaired.
"How am I going to handle this?" Sydney was just completely lost of all answers.
Oh no, someone's in here with me. How am I going to avoid them? As Adrienne is freaking out in her mind. Then to make things worse she suddenly slips on a wet part of the floor and crashes into the door of the stall. She curses to herself in her head. Crap. Good job Adrienne. Now what are you going to do?
Sydney quickly got up and straightened out her dress. She had not realized someone was in the bathroom with her.
"Are you ok?" Sydney asked cautiously as she approached the stall next to her.
Shoot, shoot, shoot. Was all that was racing through Adrienne's mind. Ok. Just be cool and reply calmly so she doesn't get too suspicious. "Yeah, I'm ok, but I don't think you will be," Adrienne replied. She jumped out of the stall and threw Sydney off guard.
"Who the hell are you?" Sydney yelled while regaining her stance. She was not ready for another surprise, especially not after everything that has happened to her over the past 24 hours. Enough has occurred, and she wants to end this quickly. "How did you break into the CIA?"
"That's none of your business isn't it?" Adrienne smirked under the mask. She began to size up her opponent, and saw that they had similar body characteristics. Master Lee taught her to focus on her enemies' strengths not only their weaknesses.
"If you can change their strengths into their weaknesses then you will be the superior fighter," Master Lee once said.
Although this woman was older than her, and a little more experienced than she, Adrienne was still faster.
Sydney could tell from her masked person that she was only a teenager. They were about the same height and weight though. She decided that she was the more experienced and could easily take this amateur.
The first punch was thrown by Adrienne. It was aimed at Sydney's chest. It was easily blocked and Sydney maneuvered herself so she was given a clear shot to kick her opponent in the stomach. Her aim was true and Adrienne staggered back at the blow, only to recover quickly to deliver a twin kick toward the woman's abdomen. Sydney retaliated immediately with a roundhouse kick to the girl's back. Adrienne fell back but got back swiftly and began a barrage of well-placed punches to Sydney's face and stomach. Only a few were blocked, yet, Sydney had taken worse beatings than this in her lifetime, and was able to withstand the pain. Sydney now took the offensive and delivered a powerful axe kick to the masked girl's shoulder and then crouched down to kick Adrienne's legs out underneath her.
The girl fell with a thud, and only rested for a second before doing the same to Sydney. She quickly got up and knocked the woman out with a mighty blow to her temple with her elbow.
"There, she should be out for awhile. Now I need to get Sark before someone catches me," Adrienne hurriedly put Sydney in a stall and closed the door. Her PDA beeped saying that someone was coming near her. She looked at the camera surveillance on her palm pilot to see that an agent was rounding the corner, but luckily did not enter the bathroom. The Rotunda as it was called, had a very stolid appearance and not inviting. But I guess the CIA headquarters shouldn't be that exciting. Adrienne walked out of the washroom and sneaked her way to Sark's cell, occasionally stopping and hiding when agents appeared. On the last hallway to her agenda, two agents walked out of a door that Adrienne almost walked into. She quickly found a janitor's closet to hide in, and waited until they passed by. She couldn't help but to hear the agents' conversation.
"Yeah, did you hear that Vaughn has been suspended from duty until further notice, by Dixon?" Agent Anderson said.
"Really, what did he do? I know he has been acting a little weird lately, but he would have to have done something crazy for that to happen. Didn't he capture Sark, but under a rogue operation, and Dixon didn't approve? Hey, who cares, we got Sark, what more do we want," Agent Wilkinson said as both walked down the hall chatting about this Agent Vaughn.
Hm...close call Adrienne. The closet door opened with a slight creak, but no one heard it. Sark's cell was 500 feet away from her. So close. Don't mess this up Adrienne.
"Sark," she whispered. Sark looked up and was surprised to see some person with a mask in front of him.
"Is that you Adrienne?" a very confused Sark asked his blue eyes now sparkling with confusion and wonderment. This was his Adrienne that came to rescue him. She reminded him so much of Sydney. How she walked, talked, and her very being reminded him of his only love. "Well, what are you waiting for? Get me out of this damned cell."
"Ok, ok. One sec," a set of picks opened the simple lock on the cell, and freed Sark from his taciturn and horrible chamber.
"Let's get out of here. Where did you come from? No, first off, how the hell did you get into the Rotunda? It is one of the most technically advanced headquarters and high tech defense system? Actually, I don't want to know," Sark asks, still stunned at how she did it. Adrienne leads them back to the bathroom without any surprises or hitches.
"Oh, I had one little problem, but I took care of it. She's in that stall," she points to where she put Sydney's body. Sark approaches the stall and carefully opens it, only to see an unconscious body of Sydney lying on the bathroom floor. Luckily his back is turned so Adrienne cannot see the hurt on his face. He knows Adrienne had no choice, but to knock out her mother. He cannot let her know right now who this is, but he'll have to take Sydney with him. He wipes of the remorse on his face and turns to Adrienne to ask for help to carry Sydney's body.
"Why? She's CIA. They'll think we've taken her hostage," a confused Adrienne questions.
"No time for questions right now, we need her. I'll try to explain when we get back home. What transportation did you use to get here?" as they carry Syd's body.
"I took the jet, and it's on the roof of the building next to the Rotunda." Luckily it was night, and not very busy. It would not look too suspicious if they propped Sydney's body up in a standing position. They crawled through the vent out into the fresh cool air. No one was walking around, so they had safe passage to the building. Fortunately, it was an apartment building, so they could easily fake that Sydney was so wasted she needed help getting to her room. Sydney began to stir as they reached the roof, even though this hurt Sark to do, he injected her with a tranquilizer that would knock her out until they arrived in Italy. They safely made their way into the jet, and set a course for Italy. The rest of the flight was quiet. Adrienne silently applauded herself for a successful mission, although perplexed why Sark wanted to take the CIA agent with them. Sark was apologizing over and over in his mind to Sydney for what he had done in the past, present, and what he will do. It hurts him to know that all the pain he has caused her was by him. He wanted to end this cycle for once and tell her the entire truth even if it were to hurt her one last time. He loved her and that was all he could think about.
