FuzziLizzi#47
Cadet
Who I Am
link to first part of the story
rating: pretty much PG 13 for language
summary: MI-6 agent who discovers she has family in L.A. is a combination of Spy Kids, James Bond, Alias(of course), and Princess Diaries
disclamier: i own nothing i am nothing........if i did own anything i wouldn't waste my time writing this.............enjoy
Who Am I
Part 1
Sydney Bristow was on a plane to Boston. Barely 4 months ago she had woken up in Hong Kong. She had been missing from society for almost three years. She had found out Vaughn had married. Sydney had even gotten her dad out of prison. Now, all that was left was to get her sister back. Kendal, the big jack*ss, had just told her what had happened in her missing two years. She had been captured by the Covenant along with her sister. She hadn’t seen her the whole time she was missing, supposedly. They had given her a new name, Julia Thorne. Kendal had made her become a mole for the CIA in the Covenant. She had silently worked with Lazarey, but now he too was dead. Then, after making sure the cube was safe, she had erased her memories. But, she had just came back from keeping Sark away from her eggs the Covenant had extracted from her. Kendal said that Kat had been back for 7 months. But why was she in Boston?
Boston
Sydney pulled up at 547 South States Street. It looked like a nice house. But as soon as she stepped out of the car, she could hear yelling.
“Young lady, you are in our house, so start following our rules.”
“Your rules are stupid, why can’t I just use the computer? I just need to ....”
“The answer is no!”
A door slammed followed by a loud “Uhhhhhhhh”
Sydney rang the door bell, and a middle aged woman with strawberry-blonde hair came to the door.
“Hello, my name is Sydney Bristow. I’m here to pick-up Katilyn Cavanaugh.”
“I’m sorry” said the lady “ I don’t know who your talking about”
“I was told she was here.” said an impatient Sydney.
“Well, they were mistaken” with that the lady closed the door.
Sydney could have sworn the voice she heard yelling was Kat’s voice. She realized she had no choice but to head back to her rental car. She got in and just sat for a second thinking about what to do.
“I didn’t think it was true about you being dead.” Sydney looked up into her rear-view mirror to see a short-haired Kat. She inwardly smiled. “Can we go home now?”
“Sure but what was the fight about the computer for?”
“You heard that? I’ve been trying to get onto my server for information about you, but the library and school computers block web hostings. Anyways, this foster family was getting annoying, I was practically living in a shoe box.”
“Well, I think we should catch our flight before the find out your gone.”
LA
Sydney filled Kat in on what Kendal had said about her missing years. Kat still had her missing time left to figure out.
“Wow, such a big space. Why four rooms though?” said Kat.
“I don’t know, I thought we could get a roommate.”said Sydney
“Cool”
“You look different, older I guess, but different. What do you remember about the past three years?”
“Well, I am eighteen now. I don’t remember anything past these seven months. I got my shots up to date when I got back to LA, but then they shipped me off to Boston. I haven’t seen or talked to my grandmother in the past months since my return. I woke up in Moscow and I come home to find you missing. Dad was in prison for supposedly contacting mom. Vaughn, I believe that was who you were dating, was married to a stupid, blonde cow named Lauren. Nobody gives me anything about what might of happened to me, but they can send me away with out a care in the world. I’m not even a legal U.S. citizen. I have diplomatic immunity. They said if I was to run, I would be considered a traitor. I just wanted to go home, is that to hard to ask?”
Sydney gave her sister a hang-in-there look. The door bell rang and Syd went off to answer it.
“Yo, I see you and the kid are back. What’s up.”
“Hey Eric, come in”
Kat walked over punched him in the arm. “Look, I’m eighteen. I’m no kid.”
Syd and Eric busted out laughing. They headed out towards the kitchen when the door bell rang again. Kat headed over to the door and opened it. There stood Sark with a little girl in his hands. “May I come in ?” he asked.
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so how do you like it?.....im only posting 3 chapters a week......
Note: Sark wasn't in CIA custody.....but rest of the story should be the same
link to first part of the story
rating: pretty much PG 13 for language
summary: MI-6 agent who discovers she has family in L.A. is a combination of Spy Kids, James Bond, Alias(of course), and Princess Diaries
disclamier: i own nothing i am nothing........if i did own anything i wouldn't waste my time writing this.............enjoy
Who Am I
Part 1
Sydney Bristow was on a plane to Boston. Barely 4 months ago she had woken up in Hong Kong. She had been missing from society for almost three years. She had found out Vaughn had married. Sydney had even gotten her dad out of prison. Now, all that was left was to get her sister back. Kendal, the big jack*ss, had just told her what had happened in her missing two years. She had been captured by the Covenant along with her sister. She hadn’t seen her the whole time she was missing, supposedly. They had given her a new name, Julia Thorne. Kendal had made her become a mole for the CIA in the Covenant. She had silently worked with Lazarey, but now he too was dead. Then, after making sure the cube was safe, she had erased her memories. But, she had just came back from keeping Sark away from her eggs the Covenant had extracted from her. Kendal said that Kat had been back for 7 months. But why was she in Boston?
Boston
Sydney pulled up at 547 South States Street. It looked like a nice house. But as soon as she stepped out of the car, she could hear yelling.
“Young lady, you are in our house, so start following our rules.”
“Your rules are stupid, why can’t I just use the computer? I just need to ....”
“The answer is no!”
A door slammed followed by a loud “Uhhhhhhhh”
Sydney rang the door bell, and a middle aged woman with strawberry-blonde hair came to the door.
“Hello, my name is Sydney Bristow. I’m here to pick-up Katilyn Cavanaugh.”
“I’m sorry” said the lady “ I don’t know who your talking about”
“I was told she was here.” said an impatient Sydney.
“Well, they were mistaken” with that the lady closed the door.
Sydney could have sworn the voice she heard yelling was Kat’s voice. She realized she had no choice but to head back to her rental car. She got in and just sat for a second thinking about what to do.
“I didn’t think it was true about you being dead.” Sydney looked up into her rear-view mirror to see a short-haired Kat. She inwardly smiled. “Can we go home now?”
“Sure but what was the fight about the computer for?”
“You heard that? I’ve been trying to get onto my server for information about you, but the library and school computers block web hostings. Anyways, this foster family was getting annoying, I was practically living in a shoe box.”
“Well, I think we should catch our flight before the find out your gone.”
LA
Sydney filled Kat in on what Kendal had said about her missing years. Kat still had her missing time left to figure out.
“Wow, such a big space. Why four rooms though?” said Kat.
“I don’t know, I thought we could get a roommate.”said Sydney
“Cool”
“You look different, older I guess, but different. What do you remember about the past three years?”
“Well, I am eighteen now. I don’t remember anything past these seven months. I got my shots up to date when I got back to LA, but then they shipped me off to Boston. I haven’t seen or talked to my grandmother in the past months since my return. I woke up in Moscow and I come home to find you missing. Dad was in prison for supposedly contacting mom. Vaughn, I believe that was who you were dating, was married to a stupid, blonde cow named Lauren. Nobody gives me anything about what might of happened to me, but they can send me away with out a care in the world. I’m not even a legal U.S. citizen. I have diplomatic immunity. They said if I was to run, I would be considered a traitor. I just wanted to go home, is that to hard to ask?”
Sydney gave her sister a hang-in-there look. The door bell rang and Syd went off to answer it.
“Yo, I see you and the kid are back. What’s up.”
“Hey Eric, come in”
Kat walked over punched him in the arm. “Look, I’m eighteen. I’m no kid.”
Syd and Eric busted out laughing. They headed out towards the kitchen when the door bell rang again. Kat headed over to the door and opened it. There stood Sark with a little girl in his hands. “May I come in ?” he asked.
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so how do you like it?.....im only posting 3 chapters a week......
Note: Sark wasn't in CIA custody.....but rest of the story should be the same