Alias_Freak
Cadet
This story takes place in an AU. I was bored one night and decided to right this. I wasn't going to post it, but hey, what the hell? I don't know where I'm going with this, but if you want me to write more, just say so. There is no romance at first, but there will be later on.
Enjoy!
Chapter 1
“So you see Sydney, that is why it’s so important for you to complete this mission. If you do, this war will end. The battle against our enemies which has raged on for years, will come to an end. This mission, will take time… lot’s of it. Years and years, but when it is complete, you, and everybody else will be free. Do you understand?” asked Adrian.
Sydney nodded. She had to.
Sydney Bristow was a 10 year old girl who had mastered every training course. She was a super genius for her age, and she had to be to survive. Sydney’s parents were killed by the enemy on the field when she was only a baby. They took her in, gave her a home, loved her, took care of her, and gave her the power to avenge her parents, and so many others who had died along with them. Since birth, she had been a soldier. Forced to train and fight. If they refused to fight, they were beat. Sydney, however, wanted to fight. She wanted revenge. She listened and agreed to everything they told or asked of her. If she could complete this one mission, it would all be over. She would be able to live her life as she wanted: free, peaceful, happy.
“Good then. You leave for you’re mission tomorrow night, where you will go to the United States of America. Zak while accompany you. You will act as a father and a daughter traveling. Once you are in the States, you will take out as many enemy bases as you can. Don’t expect to finish soon. Finding and destroying all the bases takes lots of time. Years, to be exact. Complete this mission successfully, and you will be free” replied Adrian.
Adrian dismissed Sydney to her room. It wasn’t much. Just an empty room with a bed, table, and chair. It was better then the other rooms though. If you refused to work, like many of the children did, you were beat, and the little free time you had, you were in you’re cell. A cold, damp, dirty cell with a small steal bench for a bed, and an old, dirty toilet. Sydney was smart. She cooperated, and did everything they said. She was rewarded by getting full meals, nicer rooms, and more privileges. She hated this life. She was thinking of backing down, but after seeing some kids get beat, she quickly reconsidered. She wanted out of this life.
Sydney sat up on her bed, looking at the ceiling.
Sydney was a mute. She could talk, but never did. Never. She nodded her head, and if there were any situations where she had to talk, she would use a simple “yes, no, I don’t know, maybe, ect.”
“In 24 hours, I’m going to be leaving with Zak to America… I will complete this mission, and I will be free…”
ALMOST 30 YEARS LATER
“This is White Knight. The explosives are in place. Am I good to go?”
“Yeah. Everything is in place. Go”
On the command, Sydney destroyed the enemy base.
“Blasted into a billion pieces” she said into her ear com.
“Good. You will be contacted when we receive more Intel”
Sydney shut off her ear com.
It started to rain out. In a matter of seconds, it was pouring.
“This suits the occasions well. So gloomy…” she said to herself.
She stood there for a moment, in the rain, staring at the sky.
“…It’s… as if the heavens… are crying…” she mumbled to herself, once more.
After standing in the rain for a few moments, Sydney put the detonator used to destroy the enemy lab, into a black bag, along with her other weapons and headed “home.”
She flopped down on her couch.
“It’s not much, but it’s better then my room 20 years ago… how I wish to go home…” she thought.
It was a regular apartment, but there was something about it that made it feel somber. The house was completely desolate. No other life force or inhabitants except for herself. Sydney had always been a downer, and was used to being by herself. She never had any friends that really cared about her. In her mind, she was better off alone. That way, she could never get hurt. Never worry about rejection, or the pain of loss ever again. Her motto was “Show no love, and receive no love.”
Sydney, who was exhausted from a long day, fell asleep on the couch.
THE NEXT MORNING
“Yesterday morning, at exactly 1:37am, a lab in Boston was raided, and destroyed” explained Kendall.
“Any clues who did it?” asked Vaughn.
“None. Whoever did this is extremely good. They left no sign of their presence. This person is considered to be a genius, highly dangerous, and an enemy to this country” replied Kendall.
“No sign of anything?!?” asked Weiss, in disbelief.
“None. Not a hair, finger print, nothing. They hacked the security system with no problem. To anybody else, it would seem like a power outage” said Kendall.
“Hell, there isn’t even enough evidence to prove that anybody was there! It seems like an accident!” shouted a furious Kendall.
“I just don’t understand how someone could hack into and destroy a C.I.A. lab with ease!” said Vaughn.
“We are waiting for any bit of Intel on the person who raided and destroyed that lab. Any reasonable Intel we receive, we move on it! Understand?!?” asked Kendall.
“Sir, what did they steal?” asked Vaughn.
“A Rambaldi artifact. That’s all you need to know” replied Kendall.
With that, everyone was dismissed.
“It’s crazy eh? Everyone’s freaked out! To know that someone has the ability to hack into just about any system and destroy just about anything without leaving a trace, it’s insane! Everyone’s afraid that this agency is a target!” said Weiss.
“I know! I’m going to find out who that person was and stop them, before we’re next” said Vaughn.
“Hey! Vaughn! Weiss! I just got off the phone with somebody. They say they saw someone suspicious looking around the lab the day before. The person referred to themselves as the “White Knight.” A person who lived by the lab reported it” said Agent Davis, running to Vaughn and Weiss.
“Was it a guy or girl?” asked Vaughn.
“We’re not sure. The person said that the suspect was hiding his or her face and his or her hair was hidden under a black tuke. Couldn’t tell if it was a boy or girl” said Davis.
“Hey! I got a call from an airport saying that a person fitting that same description bought a plane ticket for Colorado 2 hours ago” said Agent Rodgers, running up from behind.
After bringing this information to Kendall, they decided to move.
“We have a prison camp for strict interrogations in Denver, Colorado. If our mystery person comes anywhere near this prison camp, there is no telling how much danger this country will be in. I want patrols around the camp, and patrolling the city” explained Kendall.
Vaughn, Weiss, Davis, and Rodgers all nodded, along with many other agents.
So, what do you think?
Enjoy!
Chapter 1
“So you see Sydney, that is why it’s so important for you to complete this mission. If you do, this war will end. The battle against our enemies which has raged on for years, will come to an end. This mission, will take time… lot’s of it. Years and years, but when it is complete, you, and everybody else will be free. Do you understand?” asked Adrian.
Sydney nodded. She had to.
Sydney Bristow was a 10 year old girl who had mastered every training course. She was a super genius for her age, and she had to be to survive. Sydney’s parents were killed by the enemy on the field when she was only a baby. They took her in, gave her a home, loved her, took care of her, and gave her the power to avenge her parents, and so many others who had died along with them. Since birth, she had been a soldier. Forced to train and fight. If they refused to fight, they were beat. Sydney, however, wanted to fight. She wanted revenge. She listened and agreed to everything they told or asked of her. If she could complete this one mission, it would all be over. She would be able to live her life as she wanted: free, peaceful, happy.
“Good then. You leave for you’re mission tomorrow night, where you will go to the United States of America. Zak while accompany you. You will act as a father and a daughter traveling. Once you are in the States, you will take out as many enemy bases as you can. Don’t expect to finish soon. Finding and destroying all the bases takes lots of time. Years, to be exact. Complete this mission successfully, and you will be free” replied Adrian.
Adrian dismissed Sydney to her room. It wasn’t much. Just an empty room with a bed, table, and chair. It was better then the other rooms though. If you refused to work, like many of the children did, you were beat, and the little free time you had, you were in you’re cell. A cold, damp, dirty cell with a small steal bench for a bed, and an old, dirty toilet. Sydney was smart. She cooperated, and did everything they said. She was rewarded by getting full meals, nicer rooms, and more privileges. She hated this life. She was thinking of backing down, but after seeing some kids get beat, she quickly reconsidered. She wanted out of this life.
Sydney sat up on her bed, looking at the ceiling.
Sydney was a mute. She could talk, but never did. Never. She nodded her head, and if there were any situations where she had to talk, she would use a simple “yes, no, I don’t know, maybe, ect.”
“In 24 hours, I’m going to be leaving with Zak to America… I will complete this mission, and I will be free…”
ALMOST 30 YEARS LATER
“This is White Knight. The explosives are in place. Am I good to go?”
“Yeah. Everything is in place. Go”
On the command, Sydney destroyed the enemy base.
“Blasted into a billion pieces” she said into her ear com.
“Good. You will be contacted when we receive more Intel”
Sydney shut off her ear com.
It started to rain out. In a matter of seconds, it was pouring.
“This suits the occasions well. So gloomy…” she said to herself.
She stood there for a moment, in the rain, staring at the sky.
“…It’s… as if the heavens… are crying…” she mumbled to herself, once more.
After standing in the rain for a few moments, Sydney put the detonator used to destroy the enemy lab, into a black bag, along with her other weapons and headed “home.”
She flopped down on her couch.
“It’s not much, but it’s better then my room 20 years ago… how I wish to go home…” she thought.
It was a regular apartment, but there was something about it that made it feel somber. The house was completely desolate. No other life force or inhabitants except for herself. Sydney had always been a downer, and was used to being by herself. She never had any friends that really cared about her. In her mind, she was better off alone. That way, she could never get hurt. Never worry about rejection, or the pain of loss ever again. Her motto was “Show no love, and receive no love.”
Sydney, who was exhausted from a long day, fell asleep on the couch.
THE NEXT MORNING
“Yesterday morning, at exactly 1:37am, a lab in Boston was raided, and destroyed” explained Kendall.
“Any clues who did it?” asked Vaughn.
“None. Whoever did this is extremely good. They left no sign of their presence. This person is considered to be a genius, highly dangerous, and an enemy to this country” replied Kendall.
“No sign of anything?!?” asked Weiss, in disbelief.
“None. Not a hair, finger print, nothing. They hacked the security system with no problem. To anybody else, it would seem like a power outage” said Kendall.
“Hell, there isn’t even enough evidence to prove that anybody was there! It seems like an accident!” shouted a furious Kendall.
“I just don’t understand how someone could hack into and destroy a C.I.A. lab with ease!” said Vaughn.
“We are waiting for any bit of Intel on the person who raided and destroyed that lab. Any reasonable Intel we receive, we move on it! Understand?!?” asked Kendall.
“Sir, what did they steal?” asked Vaughn.
“A Rambaldi artifact. That’s all you need to know” replied Kendall.
With that, everyone was dismissed.
“It’s crazy eh? Everyone’s freaked out! To know that someone has the ability to hack into just about any system and destroy just about anything without leaving a trace, it’s insane! Everyone’s afraid that this agency is a target!” said Weiss.
“I know! I’m going to find out who that person was and stop them, before we’re next” said Vaughn.
“Hey! Vaughn! Weiss! I just got off the phone with somebody. They say they saw someone suspicious looking around the lab the day before. The person referred to themselves as the “White Knight.” A person who lived by the lab reported it” said Agent Davis, running to Vaughn and Weiss.
“Was it a guy or girl?” asked Vaughn.
“We’re not sure. The person said that the suspect was hiding his or her face and his or her hair was hidden under a black tuke. Couldn’t tell if it was a boy or girl” said Davis.
“Hey! I got a call from an airport saying that a person fitting that same description bought a plane ticket for Colorado 2 hours ago” said Agent Rodgers, running up from behind.
After bringing this information to Kendall, they decided to move.
“We have a prison camp for strict interrogations in Denver, Colorado. If our mystery person comes anywhere near this prison camp, there is no telling how much danger this country will be in. I want patrols around the camp, and patrolling the city” explained Kendall.
Vaughn, Weiss, Davis, and Rodgers all nodded, along with many other agents.
So, what do you think?