-Italy-
Sydney drove up to the mansion where the party she was supposed to be attending was being held.
“Dixon I just pulled up, I’m going in.” Syd said.
“Copy that, I’ve added the name Natasha Sandfox to the list, you should be good to go.” Dixon said.
“Thanks.” She said. Sydney walked up to the front door.
“Name?” The man asked. He had a palm pilot with all the guest names on it.
“Natasha Sandfox.” Syd said. The man looked at her and then checked the list.
“Have a fine evening.” He said. The two guards opened the door for her and she stepped inside. She wore a black spigetti strap dress down to her ankles, and her hair was pulled up neatly. Sydney took a glass of wine from the waiter and walked around looking for the stairs.
“Dixon, I found the stairs.” Syd said.
“Copy that, the room is upstairs to the right, 3rd door on the left.” He said. Sydney set her wine down on the table and walked upstairs as if looking for the bathroom. She walked to the door and picked the lock. She got inside and began to look for what she came for. She finally found the safe under the desk, she used the decoder to get the combination and opened it. Nothing.
“Dixon, there’s nothing here, it must have been a set up.” Sydney said.
“Okay, just get out of there.” Dixon said. Sydney closed the safe and stood back up. She was sticking the decoder back inside her purse when everything went black….
-Later that Night-
Sydney woke up handcuffed to an aluminum chair, she had the biggest headache and the room was bright. The walls were a shade of gray and there was a huge mirror on one wall. And she knew what was on the other side, her captors. There was a table sitting in front of her and two files, one said SD-6 on the front and the other had her name on it. Just then the door opened. She looked over and a fairly tall man walked in. He had dirty blonde hair and green eyes. He was wearing a black suit and was accompanied by another man that just stood by the door.
“Who the hell are you? And what do you want with me?” Syd asked. Michael Vaughn sat down across from her.
“What do you know about SD-6?” Vaughn asked. Sydney stared at him.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Syd said.
“Right, I forgot, if you tell anyone who you work for then they’ll kill you and the person you told, what kind of US Agency does that?” Vaughn asked.
“First of all, I don’t have conversations with people I don’t know, secondly, I don’t talk to people who keep me handcuffed to an aluminum chair.” Syd said. Vaughn was taken aback by her anger.
“To answer the first statement, my name is Michael Vaughn, and how do I know if I let you go you won’t try to kill me?” Vaughn asked.
“You don’t.” Syd said. Vaughn stared at her. He didn’t know why but something was pulling him to her. He looked over to the guard at the door and snapped his fingers. The guard threw the keys to Vaughn. He stood up and walked next to her. He carefully uncuffed one of her hands then moved to the next. Vaughn was wrong about her. With one swift motion she jumped up and punched him in the face then kicked him in the stomach, making him hit the wall and fall to the ground. The agent standing by the door hit Sydney across the face and she fell to the ground, face first. The guard took out his stun gun and was about to stun her when Vaughn interrupted.
“Stop!” Vaughn yelled. The guard looked at Vaughn.
“Leave.” Vaughn said. The guard looked at him confused.
“Now.” Vaughn said. The guard backed up and walked out of the room. Vaughn stood up. Sydney was still on the ground. Vaughn pulled out his gun. Sydney stood up.
“Sit down.” Vaughn said firmly. Sydney gave him a hard angry look and did so. He walked over to the table.
“You know, we can do this two ways, one, I can stand here like an a**hole and point this gun at you, and handcuff you to the chair, which isn’t my favorite way to do this. Second I can put this damn thing away and I’ll leave you uncuffed and we’ll both be happy.” Vaughn said.
“So it’s your choice, do you want to try that again?” Vaughn asked. Sydney crossed her arms and looked away from him.
“Good.” He said. He put his gun away and sat down at the table.
“I’m going to tell you things that are going to seem absurd, but they’re not.” Vaughn said. He pulled the files in front of him.
“I know who you are, Sydney. I know you work for SD-6, for Sloane. But there’s something that you don’t know about him. I take it you’ve heard of the Alliance?” Vaughn asked. Sydney looked at him.
“An organization that sells weapons and drugs on the black market, also an organized terrorist group.” Syd said.
“I have the list of branches here, the 12 branches that make up the alliance.” Vaughn said. He put the list in front of Sydney.
Classified Information
Level 6 Clearance
SD-1/ Africa
SD-2/ France
SD-3/ China
SD-4/ Russia
SD-5/ Great Britain
SD-6/ United States of America/ Los Angeles
SD-7/ Ireland
SD-8/ Germany
SD-9/ Greece
SD-10/ Canada
SD-11/ Spain
SD-12/ Australia
Sydney sat there unbelieving.
“Look I don’t know who you are but…”
“I work for the CIA.” Vaughn said.
“I don’t believe you.” Syd said.
“Have you ever been to Langley?” Vaughn asked. Sydney sat silent.
“Well, no but SD-6 is just a secret branch of the CIA.” Syd said.
“If you don’t believe me, I’ll take you through the doors of the Langely myself.” Vaughn said. Sydney sat there.
“Do you actually think the real CIA would murder someone for finding out about us?” Vaughn asked. Sydney looked at him.
“So what do you want from me? You want me to become a double agent?” Syd asked.
“Yes, you’ll be working for the CIA and you’ll be undercover at SD-6.” Vaughn said.
“And how am I supposed to contact the CIA without SD-6 knowing what I’m up to?” Syd asked
“You’ll be given a handler, he’ll contact you to give you counter missions and you’re op tech.” Vaughn said. He pulled out some papers.
“Sign these and you’re in.” He said. Giving her a pen. She looked at them briefly and then signed them.
“Welcome to the CIA.” Vaughn said.
“Like I haven’t heard that before.” Syd said. Vaughn chuckled a little.
“Yeah well, I promise you this ones real.” He said.
“I’ll get someone to give you a ride to the airport, I’ll be right back.” He said. He walked out and then came back in with an ice pack.
“Here.” He said handing it to her.
“For your head.” He said. She put it to the back of her head.
“Thank you.” She said.
“Come with me.” He said. He led here out of the room and then she was taken to the airport.
-LA-
Sydney sat in Sloanes office with an ice pack to her head.
“So after they were done with you they just dumped you in front of the airport?” Sloane asked.
“Yeah, I don’t know why they didn’t just drop me at the party where they got me from.” Syd said. Sloane appeared to be thinking.
“Well, I’m just glad you’re okay, who ever gave us that false Intel will be dealt with.” Sloane said.
“I hope so.” Syd said.
-CIA Operations Center-
Sydney sat in the briefing room with Director Kendall.
“Well, we’re glad to have you aboard. Now that everything is taken care of you may choose your handler. We have two Senior officers, one is Agent Lambert, the other is Agent Smith.” Kendall said passing the agents profiles to her. She didn’t look at them.
“Actually I was wondering if Agent Michael Vaughn could possibly be my handler.” Sydney said. Kendall looked at her.
“Well, Agent Bristow, he is only a Junior Agent, he cant be a handler unless he’s a senior agent.” Kendall said.
“So promote him.” Sydney said.
“Why do you want him as your handler anyway?” Kendall asked.
“Because, he’s the one who told me the truth, I don’t know anyone here except for him, I’d rather have someone that I’ve meet before, plus he seems very professional, I think you’re really holding him back, he should be a senior agent.” Syd said. Kendall stared at her. He pressed the intercom for his secretary.
“Yes, Mr. Kendall.” The lady answered.
“Get Agent Vaughn in here now.” Kendall said.
“Yes sir, right away.” She said.
“I sure hope your right, he has no experience as a handler.” Kendall said.
“I have an instinct.” Syd said. The door to the office opened and Vaughn walked in. He saw Sydney sitting across from Kendall.
“You wanted to see me sir?” Vaughn asked. ‘Great she probably told him I pulled a gun on her.’ Vaughn thought.
“Sit down.” Kendall said. Vaughn sat down in the empty chair next to Sydney.
“Congratulations Agent Vaughn, you have been promoted to Senior Agent.” Kendall said. Vaughn looked confused.
‘You’ll be Agent Bristows Handler as long as she works for SD-6.” Kendall said. Vaughn looked at Sydney and Sydney looked at Vaughn.
‘And so it begins’
Sydney drove up to the mansion where the party she was supposed to be attending was being held.
“Dixon I just pulled up, I’m going in.” Syd said.
“Copy that, I’ve added the name Natasha Sandfox to the list, you should be good to go.” Dixon said.
“Thanks.” She said. Sydney walked up to the front door.
“Name?” The man asked. He had a palm pilot with all the guest names on it.
“Natasha Sandfox.” Syd said. The man looked at her and then checked the list.
“Have a fine evening.” He said. The two guards opened the door for her and she stepped inside. She wore a black spigetti strap dress down to her ankles, and her hair was pulled up neatly. Sydney took a glass of wine from the waiter and walked around looking for the stairs.
“Dixon, I found the stairs.” Syd said.
“Copy that, the room is upstairs to the right, 3rd door on the left.” He said. Sydney set her wine down on the table and walked upstairs as if looking for the bathroom. She walked to the door and picked the lock. She got inside and began to look for what she came for. She finally found the safe under the desk, she used the decoder to get the combination and opened it. Nothing.
“Dixon, there’s nothing here, it must have been a set up.” Sydney said.
“Okay, just get out of there.” Dixon said. Sydney closed the safe and stood back up. She was sticking the decoder back inside her purse when everything went black….
-Later that Night-
Sydney woke up handcuffed to an aluminum chair, she had the biggest headache and the room was bright. The walls were a shade of gray and there was a huge mirror on one wall. And she knew what was on the other side, her captors. There was a table sitting in front of her and two files, one said SD-6 on the front and the other had her name on it. Just then the door opened. She looked over and a fairly tall man walked in. He had dirty blonde hair and green eyes. He was wearing a black suit and was accompanied by another man that just stood by the door.
“Who the hell are you? And what do you want with me?” Syd asked. Michael Vaughn sat down across from her.
“What do you know about SD-6?” Vaughn asked. Sydney stared at him.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Syd said.
“Right, I forgot, if you tell anyone who you work for then they’ll kill you and the person you told, what kind of US Agency does that?” Vaughn asked.
“First of all, I don’t have conversations with people I don’t know, secondly, I don’t talk to people who keep me handcuffed to an aluminum chair.” Syd said. Vaughn was taken aback by her anger.
“To answer the first statement, my name is Michael Vaughn, and how do I know if I let you go you won’t try to kill me?” Vaughn asked.
“You don’t.” Syd said. Vaughn stared at her. He didn’t know why but something was pulling him to her. He looked over to the guard at the door and snapped his fingers. The guard threw the keys to Vaughn. He stood up and walked next to her. He carefully uncuffed one of her hands then moved to the next. Vaughn was wrong about her. With one swift motion she jumped up and punched him in the face then kicked him in the stomach, making him hit the wall and fall to the ground. The agent standing by the door hit Sydney across the face and she fell to the ground, face first. The guard took out his stun gun and was about to stun her when Vaughn interrupted.
“Stop!” Vaughn yelled. The guard looked at Vaughn.
“Leave.” Vaughn said. The guard looked at him confused.
“Now.” Vaughn said. The guard backed up and walked out of the room. Vaughn stood up. Sydney was still on the ground. Vaughn pulled out his gun. Sydney stood up.
“Sit down.” Vaughn said firmly. Sydney gave him a hard angry look and did so. He walked over to the table.
“You know, we can do this two ways, one, I can stand here like an a**hole and point this gun at you, and handcuff you to the chair, which isn’t my favorite way to do this. Second I can put this damn thing away and I’ll leave you uncuffed and we’ll both be happy.” Vaughn said.
“So it’s your choice, do you want to try that again?” Vaughn asked. Sydney crossed her arms and looked away from him.
“Good.” He said. He put his gun away and sat down at the table.
“I’m going to tell you things that are going to seem absurd, but they’re not.” Vaughn said. He pulled the files in front of him.
“I know who you are, Sydney. I know you work for SD-6, for Sloane. But there’s something that you don’t know about him. I take it you’ve heard of the Alliance?” Vaughn asked. Sydney looked at him.
“An organization that sells weapons and drugs on the black market, also an organized terrorist group.” Syd said.
“I have the list of branches here, the 12 branches that make up the alliance.” Vaughn said. He put the list in front of Sydney.
Classified Information
Level 6 Clearance
SD-1/ Africa
SD-2/ France
SD-3/ China
SD-4/ Russia
SD-5/ Great Britain
SD-6/ United States of America/ Los Angeles
SD-7/ Ireland
SD-8/ Germany
SD-9/ Greece
SD-10/ Canada
SD-11/ Spain
SD-12/ Australia
Sydney sat there unbelieving.
“Look I don’t know who you are but…”
“I work for the CIA.” Vaughn said.
“I don’t believe you.” Syd said.
“Have you ever been to Langley?” Vaughn asked. Sydney sat silent.
“Well, no but SD-6 is just a secret branch of the CIA.” Syd said.
“If you don’t believe me, I’ll take you through the doors of the Langely myself.” Vaughn said. Sydney sat there.
“Do you actually think the real CIA would murder someone for finding out about us?” Vaughn asked. Sydney looked at him.
“So what do you want from me? You want me to become a double agent?” Syd asked.
“Yes, you’ll be working for the CIA and you’ll be undercover at SD-6.” Vaughn said.
“And how am I supposed to contact the CIA without SD-6 knowing what I’m up to?” Syd asked
“You’ll be given a handler, he’ll contact you to give you counter missions and you’re op tech.” Vaughn said. He pulled out some papers.
“Sign these and you’re in.” He said. Giving her a pen. She looked at them briefly and then signed them.
“Welcome to the CIA.” Vaughn said.
“Like I haven’t heard that before.” Syd said. Vaughn chuckled a little.
“Yeah well, I promise you this ones real.” He said.
“I’ll get someone to give you a ride to the airport, I’ll be right back.” He said. He walked out and then came back in with an ice pack.
“Here.” He said handing it to her.
“For your head.” He said. She put it to the back of her head.
“Thank you.” She said.
“Come with me.” He said. He led here out of the room and then she was taken to the airport.
-LA-
Sydney sat in Sloanes office with an ice pack to her head.
“So after they were done with you they just dumped you in front of the airport?” Sloane asked.
“Yeah, I don’t know why they didn’t just drop me at the party where they got me from.” Syd said. Sloane appeared to be thinking.
“Well, I’m just glad you’re okay, who ever gave us that false Intel will be dealt with.” Sloane said.
“I hope so.” Syd said.
-CIA Operations Center-
Sydney sat in the briefing room with Director Kendall.
“Well, we’re glad to have you aboard. Now that everything is taken care of you may choose your handler. We have two Senior officers, one is Agent Lambert, the other is Agent Smith.” Kendall said passing the agents profiles to her. She didn’t look at them.
“Actually I was wondering if Agent Michael Vaughn could possibly be my handler.” Sydney said. Kendall looked at her.
“Well, Agent Bristow, he is only a Junior Agent, he cant be a handler unless he’s a senior agent.” Kendall said.
“So promote him.” Sydney said.
“Why do you want him as your handler anyway?” Kendall asked.
“Because, he’s the one who told me the truth, I don’t know anyone here except for him, I’d rather have someone that I’ve meet before, plus he seems very professional, I think you’re really holding him back, he should be a senior agent.” Syd said. Kendall stared at her. He pressed the intercom for his secretary.
“Yes, Mr. Kendall.” The lady answered.
“Get Agent Vaughn in here now.” Kendall said.
“Yes sir, right away.” She said.
“I sure hope your right, he has no experience as a handler.” Kendall said.
“I have an instinct.” Syd said. The door to the office opened and Vaughn walked in. He saw Sydney sitting across from Kendall.
“You wanted to see me sir?” Vaughn asked. ‘Great she probably told him I pulled a gun on her.’ Vaughn thought.
“Sit down.” Kendall said. Vaughn sat down in the empty chair next to Sydney.
“Congratulations Agent Vaughn, you have been promoted to Senior Agent.” Kendall said. Vaughn looked confused.
‘You’ll be Agent Bristows Handler as long as she works for SD-6.” Kendall said. Vaughn looked at Sydney and Sydney looked at Vaughn.
‘And so it begins’
Wow! Smashing start! I'm really interested to read more, this seems like a really fabulous story. Vaughn oughta be thankful for that promotion. Well, something tells me he'll appreciate it...