Author's Note: Okay everybody, I'd like to thank all of those who've
reviewed this already. You guys ROCK! Now I'd like to warn you, Chloe
might start to seem a little Mary-Sueish from here. But I promise that
she's not going to be a Mary-Sue character. You have my word on that.
Now, on with the story.
Chapter Two
The shrill beeping of her alarm clock brought Chloe out of her deep slumber. Groaning grumpily she rolled over and smacked the snooze button.
"Why in the world did I agree to do this?" she muttered to the empty room as she dragged herself out of bed, "I've got to be crazy to get up at three thirty in the morning." Forcing herself into the shower, Chloe let the steaming water relax her tired muscles. Her eyes drooped and she swayed as she began to fall back asleep. Pinching herself she jolted back awake and stepped out of the shower before she really fell asleep. Chloe poured a cup of coffee and drank the heavenly liquid as she debated what to wear.
"Well, we're going to be climbing rocks, so something comfortable and flexible." She said pulling a pair of track pants from her closet and a sports bra from the dresser. She pulled an exercise jacket on over her bra and zipped it up snugly. She tied the laces on her running shoes and pulled her hair back into a ponytail. With a final look in the floor length mirror, Chloe was ready to go.
"Where have you been?" Jill asked as Chloe jogged down the steps of the dormitory, "I've been waiting for you for thirty minutes."
"Sorry," Chloe apologized, "but some of us actually LIKE to sleep."
"Whatever." Jill rolled her eyes good-naturadly, "Come on we've got to get going if we're gonna make it to the cliff by sunrise."
"You're a slave driver McClain." Chloe teased as she followed the athletic red head to her black SUV.
"Just get in Vaughn." Jill laughed, opening the driver's side door.
"Aye, aye captain." Chloe mock saluted.
The alarm buzzed and Sark sat up tiredly wiping the sleep from his eyes. He glanced at the clock and started when he saw that it was already eight in the morning. How could he have slept in so late? Usually he was up and about by six. He got out of bed and stretched his tired muscles. Grabbing his shirt he headed out to the kitchen of his apartment and poured himself a cup of coffee.
The brown folder sat on his kitchen table, staring at him as if to ask when he would once again open it. With a sigh Sark picked it up and read through the pages of notes and facts.
"Name," it said, "Chloe Vaughn."
"That sounds familiar." Sark said to himself, shaking his head he continued to read, "Parents, Michael and Sydney Vaughn." Sark's coffee flew out of his mouth and all over the table and floor. He was supposed to kidnap the daughter of Sydney Bristow, well Vaughn now, but still. If there was one thing that Sark wasn't, it was stupid. He knew better then to get on Sydney's bad side. He'd been there before, and it was not pretty.
Sark quickly cleaned up the mess he'd made and continued reading the file, "Age: twenty-two. Education: Grad student at the University of California, majoring in English. Special talents: Black belt in karate, expert marksman, kickboxing, dance, speaks two foreign languages- French and Italian. Note: Take care when approaching, this woman is dangerous when threatened."
"Well isn't that just great." Sark muttered throwing the file down on the table, "It's bad enough her mother is Sydney Bristow, now she's dangerous. I should have known Sydney would train her." Sark shook his head wearily. The Covenant wanted this young woman for a reason, what it was he didn't know, but he was smart enough to know that this was an important mission.
Getting up from the table, Sark made his way to the living room. He pulled one of the books off of the shelf in the room and the bookshelf moved revealing a room filled with weapons. Knives, state of the art guns, silent and regular, some with scopes and some without; knockout gas, and lethal gases of all types, all of it was lined up neatly around the room. Sark loaded some surveillance equipment into a bag, placing a small dart gun in as well. The gun would be used to knock her out if he couldn't take her by force, of course he would have some of his men on backup, but there was always the chance she could kick all of their butts. After checking to make sure he had everything, Sark called up some of his men and headed out the door.
"Tell me again how I let you talk me into this." Chloe said fearfully as she looked down the face of the cliff. She sat suspended in the air at the height of a fifty-story building. There was nothing beneath her but rocks, trees, and more rocks.
The two girls had arrived just before sunrise and immediately started up the cliff. Now the sun was up, lighting the sky with its' bright light. The blue sky was free of clouds, and Chloe could see a plane flying overhead. More people were starting up the cliff, which was a favorite weekend spot for many climbers, and Chloe could see them climbing.
"You said you wanted to try something new and different." Jill laughed as she looked down at Chloe's frightened face, "Just don't look down and you'll be fine."
"Yeah, sure. That's easy for you to say, you don't have a small fear of heights!" Chloe cried
"If you're so scared of heights, why did you say you'd come with me?" Jill asked swinging down to look Chloe in the eye, "You're not afraid of heights Chloe, and you know it."
"I might be!" Chloe exclaimed.
"Oh please, you're such a baby." Jill laughed, "Look, we're ten feet from the top. Once we get up there, there's a path that we can take down."
"Promise?" Chloe whined.
"Scout's honor." Jill saluted.
"Okay." Chloe began to climb, "HEY wait a second," she stopped where she was and glared at Jill, "You were never a scout!"
Sark sat in a discreet white van that was parked across the street from Sanderson Hall, Chloe's dormitory. He watched thousands of girls go in and out of the building, but none of them was Chloe Vaughn.
"Maybe we got the wrong dormitory boss." Sark's right hand man Devin said.
"This is the right place." Sark growled, "Just keep your eyes open."
"Yes sir." Devin said turning back to his own set of binoculars. Silence filled the van and Sark grew annoyed that Chloe had not yet shown.
"Maybe she's a way for the weekend." Devin suggested, he himself tired of the silence.
"No, she's..." he paused as he caught sight of an SUV that had just pulled into the student parking lot next to the building. A blonde stepped out of the driver's side, and out of the passenger's side came one of the most beautiful women that Sark had ever seen.
She had shoulder length copper brown hair with long bangs that fell into her almond shaped, honey brown eyes. She wore tight work out clothes that accentuated her womanly curves. Her jacket was unzipped; showing off her well developed abs and muscled stomach. Her legs were long and shapely, and the track pants showed them off well. She had an innocent face and a sweet smile.
"That's her," he said as the woman made her way towards the steps.
"THAT'S her?" Devin said as he eyed the woman, "Wow." Sark looked at Devin who seemed to be drooling over Chloe.
"She's not that attractive." Sark scoffed.
"Are you blind Julian?" Sark glared at his friend, nobody dared to call him Julian!
"Just get ready." Sark said as he noticed Chloe stop on the steps and turn back to the SUV. The blonde continued inside, leaving the brunette all alone outside, "Now's our chance." The two men stepped out of the van and made their way through the shadows towards the SUV.
"I'll be right in Jill, I forgot my bag." Chloe said as she turned around on the steps.
"Okay, I'll meet you up in my room." Jill said heading inside Sanderson Hall. Chloe made her way back to Jill's SUV. A sharp chill ran up her spine and Chloe felt as if she was being watched. She glanced over her shoulder, eyeing the sidewalk that was empty of people. Chloe closed her eyes and shook the feeling off of her. She reached the car and opened the door. Something hard hit her in the back and Chloe fell forward onto the seat with a groan. Her head swam and she screwed her eyes shut, willing her head to clear. A hand reached around with a cloth in it. Chloe saw it and knew what it was, chlorophyll! Somebody was trying to kidnap her! Chloe swung her foot up quickly and caught whoever it was in between the legs. He groaned and she spun around, delivering a punch to the masked man's face. He fell to the ground with a thump.
Chloe smirked, then she saw a second attacker. But this one had a gun trained on her!
"I'm gonna die!" Chloe's mind screamed. The man fired and Chloe felt a sharp prick in her neck before her whole world went black.
I hope that you guys liked this chapter and will review it. Please remember to be completely honest when you tell me what you think of this story. Thanks.
PS. Sark's first name is Julian, right?
Chapter Two
The shrill beeping of her alarm clock brought Chloe out of her deep slumber. Groaning grumpily she rolled over and smacked the snooze button.
"Why in the world did I agree to do this?" she muttered to the empty room as she dragged herself out of bed, "I've got to be crazy to get up at three thirty in the morning." Forcing herself into the shower, Chloe let the steaming water relax her tired muscles. Her eyes drooped and she swayed as she began to fall back asleep. Pinching herself she jolted back awake and stepped out of the shower before she really fell asleep. Chloe poured a cup of coffee and drank the heavenly liquid as she debated what to wear.
"Well, we're going to be climbing rocks, so something comfortable and flexible." She said pulling a pair of track pants from her closet and a sports bra from the dresser. She pulled an exercise jacket on over her bra and zipped it up snugly. She tied the laces on her running shoes and pulled her hair back into a ponytail. With a final look in the floor length mirror, Chloe was ready to go.
"Where have you been?" Jill asked as Chloe jogged down the steps of the dormitory, "I've been waiting for you for thirty minutes."
"Sorry," Chloe apologized, "but some of us actually LIKE to sleep."
"Whatever." Jill rolled her eyes good-naturadly, "Come on we've got to get going if we're gonna make it to the cliff by sunrise."
"You're a slave driver McClain." Chloe teased as she followed the athletic red head to her black SUV.
"Just get in Vaughn." Jill laughed, opening the driver's side door.
"Aye, aye captain." Chloe mock saluted.
The alarm buzzed and Sark sat up tiredly wiping the sleep from his eyes. He glanced at the clock and started when he saw that it was already eight in the morning. How could he have slept in so late? Usually he was up and about by six. He got out of bed and stretched his tired muscles. Grabbing his shirt he headed out to the kitchen of his apartment and poured himself a cup of coffee.
The brown folder sat on his kitchen table, staring at him as if to ask when he would once again open it. With a sigh Sark picked it up and read through the pages of notes and facts.
"Name," it said, "Chloe Vaughn."
"That sounds familiar." Sark said to himself, shaking his head he continued to read, "Parents, Michael and Sydney Vaughn." Sark's coffee flew out of his mouth and all over the table and floor. He was supposed to kidnap the daughter of Sydney Bristow, well Vaughn now, but still. If there was one thing that Sark wasn't, it was stupid. He knew better then to get on Sydney's bad side. He'd been there before, and it was not pretty.
Sark quickly cleaned up the mess he'd made and continued reading the file, "Age: twenty-two. Education: Grad student at the University of California, majoring in English. Special talents: Black belt in karate, expert marksman, kickboxing, dance, speaks two foreign languages- French and Italian. Note: Take care when approaching, this woman is dangerous when threatened."
"Well isn't that just great." Sark muttered throwing the file down on the table, "It's bad enough her mother is Sydney Bristow, now she's dangerous. I should have known Sydney would train her." Sark shook his head wearily. The Covenant wanted this young woman for a reason, what it was he didn't know, but he was smart enough to know that this was an important mission.
Getting up from the table, Sark made his way to the living room. He pulled one of the books off of the shelf in the room and the bookshelf moved revealing a room filled with weapons. Knives, state of the art guns, silent and regular, some with scopes and some without; knockout gas, and lethal gases of all types, all of it was lined up neatly around the room. Sark loaded some surveillance equipment into a bag, placing a small dart gun in as well. The gun would be used to knock her out if he couldn't take her by force, of course he would have some of his men on backup, but there was always the chance she could kick all of their butts. After checking to make sure he had everything, Sark called up some of his men and headed out the door.
"Tell me again how I let you talk me into this." Chloe said fearfully as she looked down the face of the cliff. She sat suspended in the air at the height of a fifty-story building. There was nothing beneath her but rocks, trees, and more rocks.
The two girls had arrived just before sunrise and immediately started up the cliff. Now the sun was up, lighting the sky with its' bright light. The blue sky was free of clouds, and Chloe could see a plane flying overhead. More people were starting up the cliff, which was a favorite weekend spot for many climbers, and Chloe could see them climbing.
"You said you wanted to try something new and different." Jill laughed as she looked down at Chloe's frightened face, "Just don't look down and you'll be fine."
"Yeah, sure. That's easy for you to say, you don't have a small fear of heights!" Chloe cried
"If you're so scared of heights, why did you say you'd come with me?" Jill asked swinging down to look Chloe in the eye, "You're not afraid of heights Chloe, and you know it."
"I might be!" Chloe exclaimed.
"Oh please, you're such a baby." Jill laughed, "Look, we're ten feet from the top. Once we get up there, there's a path that we can take down."
"Promise?" Chloe whined.
"Scout's honor." Jill saluted.
"Okay." Chloe began to climb, "HEY wait a second," she stopped where she was and glared at Jill, "You were never a scout!"
Sark sat in a discreet white van that was parked across the street from Sanderson Hall, Chloe's dormitory. He watched thousands of girls go in and out of the building, but none of them was Chloe Vaughn.
"Maybe we got the wrong dormitory boss." Sark's right hand man Devin said.
"This is the right place." Sark growled, "Just keep your eyes open."
"Yes sir." Devin said turning back to his own set of binoculars. Silence filled the van and Sark grew annoyed that Chloe had not yet shown.
"Maybe she's a way for the weekend." Devin suggested, he himself tired of the silence.
"No, she's..." he paused as he caught sight of an SUV that had just pulled into the student parking lot next to the building. A blonde stepped out of the driver's side, and out of the passenger's side came one of the most beautiful women that Sark had ever seen.
She had shoulder length copper brown hair with long bangs that fell into her almond shaped, honey brown eyes. She wore tight work out clothes that accentuated her womanly curves. Her jacket was unzipped; showing off her well developed abs and muscled stomach. Her legs were long and shapely, and the track pants showed them off well. She had an innocent face and a sweet smile.
"That's her," he said as the woman made her way towards the steps.
"THAT'S her?" Devin said as he eyed the woman, "Wow." Sark looked at Devin who seemed to be drooling over Chloe.
"She's not that attractive." Sark scoffed.
"Are you blind Julian?" Sark glared at his friend, nobody dared to call him Julian!
"Just get ready." Sark said as he noticed Chloe stop on the steps and turn back to the SUV. The blonde continued inside, leaving the brunette all alone outside, "Now's our chance." The two men stepped out of the van and made their way through the shadows towards the SUV.
"I'll be right in Jill, I forgot my bag." Chloe said as she turned around on the steps.
"Okay, I'll meet you up in my room." Jill said heading inside Sanderson Hall. Chloe made her way back to Jill's SUV. A sharp chill ran up her spine and Chloe felt as if she was being watched. She glanced over her shoulder, eyeing the sidewalk that was empty of people. Chloe closed her eyes and shook the feeling off of her. She reached the car and opened the door. Something hard hit her in the back and Chloe fell forward onto the seat with a groan. Her head swam and she screwed her eyes shut, willing her head to clear. A hand reached around with a cloth in it. Chloe saw it and knew what it was, chlorophyll! Somebody was trying to kidnap her! Chloe swung her foot up quickly and caught whoever it was in between the legs. He groaned and she spun around, delivering a punch to the masked man's face. He fell to the ground with a thump.
Chloe smirked, then she saw a second attacker. But this one had a gun trained on her!
"I'm gonna die!" Chloe's mind screamed. The man fired and Chloe felt a sharp prick in her neck before her whole world went black.
I hope that you guys liked this chapter and will review it. Please remember to be completely honest when you tell me what you think of this story. Thanks.
PS. Sark's first name is Julian, right?