Title: Esoteric
Summary:
Disclaimer: I don't own Alias or any of the characters from the show.
Rating: PG (PG-13 in later chapters)
A/N: Sorry it's taken so long to update but I've finally wrote another chapter, I plan to finish this story within the next three weeks before all of my exams start otherwise it wouldn't be finished until the end of June.
Rhambaldi's POVI watch her as she sleeps in my bed. Her breathing is slow and controlled and her face is peaceful. She has been sleeping since I struck her almost nine hours ago. The CIA have been searching for both of us ever since. The world of espionage has been informed of my appearance. The Covenant, my followers, the K-directorate and the CIA are all hunting me down. They all want to know the truth behind my work.
Sydney will want to know more than anyone; after all she is a part of it. I need to win her confidence, I cannot tell her the truth, she isn't ready for it, so I must lie to her. She is trained to deceive and see through the deception of others, if I lie to her now she will see through me, I need her trust, for if she were to find out the truth she would not be ready for it.
She stirs gently as I watch her, pondering what lies she would believe. I know in her gut she will accept no lies, but the ones I tell her she will want to hear and so she will ignore the instinct that has undoubtedly kept her alive all these years.
After another few hours to perfect my lies she wakes up. Her pleasant and peaceful expression changes the second she see me. She hates me so much it hurts. Not for hitting her, or even abducting her; for destroying her life.
Because of my work she has been used, deceived, taken, destroyed and abandoned. The people around her see her as a threat, she has no idea why I need her, but others believe it is for evil and they fear and distrust her; but evil to one is good to another and my followers have aided me in my quest to take the woman I have sought out for centuries.
I smile comfortingly at her, but she only returns it with a scowl. "Where am I?" She asks.
"You are in my house." I reply honestly. "I struck you, you've been sleeping for almost half a day…"
"Why do I concern you?" She snapped impatiently, she's covering the fear that burns deeply in her soul.
"You're very special Sydney." I reply honestly again, but soon I must deceive her, like everyone in her life has done before me.
"I mean you no harm Sydney, I need you for my work to be complete. Your DNA will power my greatest invention. Once you allow me a sample of your blood I shall be out of your life for good."
"You're lying." She replies. "I've read your prophecy about me and people like my mother, Arvin Sloane, and Julian Sark are obsessed with your work. They're all bad people. Now stop lying to me, I'm not a child. I can handle the truth."
I look away from her and shake my head. "No, you can't. You're not a child Sydney, but you should have been when I took possession of you. Your mother was supposed to deliver you to me when you were five years old and her cover was blown, your father didn't allow it. I went to him and he refused to give you to me, but it's your destiny to be with me Sydney…"
"I am not your possession!" She snarls angrily. I shake my head sadly.
"Yes, you are." I explain. "You are mine Sydney, and nothing can change that. You belong to me, I need you and I will use everything I have to keep you. You can't fight destiny Sydney, and you can only run away from it for so long."