Disclaimer: I don't own Alias and I neither am nor own Linkin Park or Puffin… great huh? But we'll get by mr sporky and I!
Sasha: thanks your so kind :D
Tricksters Quesen Of War: I was sad when she died too…but she will always live on…hmmmmmm wait a min….raises syd from the dead here just for you! I would put her back in if I could ;P
Notes: Mr Phoenix's name is from my local Chinese joints special phoenix fried rice… I just thought you'd like to know that! But when I think about it I could have named him after DRANZER:D
I also kind of see him as suit and glasses…how weird is that?
Chapter Three: FACE
I cannot take this anymore
I'm saying everything I said before
All these words they make no sense
Less I hear the less you'll say
But you'll find out anyway…
Allison ran out to the letterbox and grabbed he mail the second the mailman came around on his motorbike. She shuffled through the mail and found exactly what she was looking for… a letter from Puffin. She ripped it open and read it.
"To whom it may concern,
It has been our pleasure to read this story and it has been selected as one of the books to be published within the next few months through to next year. We have also agreed on the title of "Behind the Mask" and ask that you would come and meet Mr Phoenix.
Thank You
Puffin." Allison jumped around the kitchen in pure joy. "Grandma, your story will be heard at last!" her parents, as always, were away on business. She wasn't sure what they did but she knew it was awfully important.
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
Allison stood in the foyer of Puffin head quarters in LA. She read a magazine she had never heard of while she waited for Mr Phoenix to be ready for their meeting.
"Ms Bristow?" the secretary called. Allison immediately stood and followed her to a room, down a hallway and to an even larger room.
"Ms Bristow?" A man asked. He looked Asian and he wore a tie with Puffin penguins.
"Yes. You are Mr Phoenix?" He nodded and patted a seat. She obliged politely and took the seat. He sat down and their meeting officially started.
"This was written by you?" he asked. Allison shook her head and looked at him.
"No, my grandmother did."
"Your grandmother? It seems a little hardcore for an old lady." Mr Phoenix said as a surprised look played upon his face.
"It's an autobiography but it was written in the third person with a different name."
"So it's based on a true story? This spy story?" Allison nodded. "She must be an interesting person."
"She was…"
"Was?" Mr Phoenix interrupted. Allison could only nod. "When did she pass away?"
"Just last month." Allison replied as she tried to hide her sadness. He saw this and tried to change the subject.
"For the cover picture we would like a photo of a young girl. We were to discuss this today but if you have an actual picture of her when she was younger…" Allison again nodded. It seemed all she was capable of. She breathed in deeply and pushed back some of her brown hair behind her ears as she had always done. She then pulled out some photos from her bag and passed them over to her. He nodded and smiled. "These will do perfectly."
I find the answers aren't so clear
Wish I could find a way to disappear
All these thoughts make no sense
I find bliss in ignorance
Nothing seems to go away
Over and over again…
Outside of the Puffin headquarters building Allison fumbled through her bag to find her mobile phone. "Where are you?" Just as she found it a man bumped into her.
"I'm sorry…" he stared at her. She noticed this. "I'm sorry but you look like a woman I once knew."
"Who?" She asked wondering if she man was somebody her grandmother once knew.
"Just a girl. She was… you wouldn't happen to be related to Sydney Bristow would you?" Now it was her turn to stare. "Yes. She was my grandmother. How did you know her?"
"I worked with her." Allison looked at this man really closely. He was black in skin and wore a suit. His eyes showed passion, a love about for the woman he was talking about.
I sure hope it's only platonic!
"Really?" he nodded and smiled. He then looked at his watch and ran off, leaving her to wonder whom this mysterious man was.
Sydney stood in front of her family welcoming them to her home.
Sydney!" Allison cried out as she ran into her grandmother's arms.
"How are you?"
"I'm great! Just yesterday I caught the bad guys in a game of cops and robbers at school!" Allison had been only 6.
"That's great honey!" Sydney swung her around and placed her back down on the ground.
"You're soooooooo strong" Sydney winked and walked off. It was their own little secret. In some of the stories they made up together they were both super spies who had to save the world.
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step to go away
And I'm about to break!
Notes: Please review… ahhhhh did anyone else find that chapter a little weird? OH HAPPY HALLOWEEN! HAPPY HALLOWEEN! HAPPY HALLOWEEN!