A Life Like This

Author's quick note:

I'm really sorry for the delay guys. I'm having a slight problem with actually typing the final chapter, for some reason. Within this week though, it should be posted. I am even watching the Alias episodes to really get back into my story. I also know that I said that I will be writing a sequel, however I am so happy that this story has received so many reviews, and it is much longer than I thought it would be, and has taken a lot more time than I had wished. On that good note, there is a bad one. I understand that it is summer and people have lives, but the posts towards the end have gone down and people have stopped reading it, and I mentioned that the end of the story, esp. the very last sentence!, was extremely good. Once again, I am debating posting the sequel, or even taking my time to type it out. I just wanted to let those of you who are reading this to know that I am banging my head against the wall here, but for those who have sticked with this story, I am very grateful. It means a lot to me, and to those of you who have your own stories, I only wished I had the time to read some of your work.

Thank you for your time once again, and look out for the very final update!
 
dude!!

you must ABSOLUTELY post a sequel.. i love this story.. i have to say i may be one of the casual posters.. :D..

i know how you feel.. but i dont have too many PM's goin out so i usually get an ok response..

well.. sorry for my blabbin on..:D
can't wait for the last chapter..

... and whenever you get a chance.. if you do get a chance.. check out my new story and tell me what you think.. i think i could trust that you would have a good, honest opinion.. haha.. :D.. ok.. im done wasting your time for real now.. :D....

click that.. you know you want to \/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/... :D
 
OK, I know I said one more chapter, but this one ended up longer than I thought it would, so I had to split it up. So the NEXT one is the last chapter.

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For the first time since landing on the island, Sydney regretted coming here. She regretted planning against her mother; she regretted trying to stop her at the expense of the people’s lives she cared so dearly about. Sydney clutched her fists tightly and bit her lip, trying to focus on her mother and shutting down the machine someway.

“Face it Sydney,” Irina told her. “There is no fighting destiny, and mine is to fulfill Rabamldi’s endgame.”

“Which is?”

Irina smiled at her. “You’ll know soon enough.”

Sydney shook her head…she didn’t have time for this. “There has to be some way to shut that machine down. You wouldn’t build it without being able to shut it down.”

Irina only smiled and nodded. She really has no idea, she thought.

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“Everyone alright?” Michael pushed off a piece of the rumble and stood up, looking around him for signs and Julian and Nadia. Bruised and cut, Michael started digging around him in the debris of the collapsed walls.

“Vaughn,” Julian coughed.

“Sark…you alright?”

Julian slowly stood up and nodded at Michael. “In one piece…I guess that counts.”

“Have you seen Nadia?”

Julian shook his head, and his eyes widened. “Nadia!” he yelled out.

Michael heard a faint cry and walked over to the sound. “Nadia?”

“Here…” he heard.

Michael dug into the debris as a hand reached up. Relieved, he grabbed it and pulled Nadia up. Nadia grabbed Michael’s shoulder to study her self and smiled at him. “Thanks.”

Michael smiled. “You’re welcome.” Michael turned to Julian and frowned. “So what happened?”

Julian shrugged. “A bomb went off. I guess Irina was one step ahead of us.”

“Now what?” Nadia asked. “If there is no way of shutting down here then…”

“Then Sydney would have to destroy the weapon herself…then run like hell,” Julian finished.

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Sydney shook her head and stared down at her mother. “How did you do it?”

Irina blinked at her daughter. “Do what?”

“Turn the people into zombies.”

Irina shrugged. “Just poisoned their water supply with Rabamldi’s fluid.”

Sydney narrowed her eyes at her mother and looked at the machine. If Julian and Michael truly could shut down the weapon, they would have by now, she thought. The only way to stop Irina is to destroy it myself. With one swift motion, Sydney reached behind her and pulled out her gun, aiming it at the red ball.

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A few minutes after escaping the tunnel, Michael, Nadia and Julian had made it back to the surface of the island and were now looking for their rendezvous, but having no luck finding Jack and Eric. Michael held out the computer map of the island and its small cities in front of him, and then looked at their surroundings. “I think we’ve already been here,” he muttered.

Julian threw his arms down. “Great! We’re going around in frackin circles!”

“Try your radio again,” Nadia told Michael.

“It won’t work,” Julian said. “The energy pulsing from the machine interferes with it. Trying it for the hundredth time won’t change that.”

“If we can’t find Jack and Eric,” Michael said, “Then we should find Sydney. She might need the backup.”

As Michael finished his sentence, they heard several low growls and behind them, came another group of the human population that once lived on this island…the now turned zombies.

Julian raised his weapon and looking past his barrel at the growing zombie group, cursed under his breath. “felgercarb…there’s too many.”

Michael and Nadia took the same stance Julian did and nodded in agreement with him. Groups of thirty or so were quickly surrounding them, until they had no way of escaping, slowly approaching them even closer.

“What do we do?” Nadia asked fearfully.

Michael’s answer was cut off as the air quickly changed direction and the sound of a helicopter came closer. Julian and the others looked up as their helicopter dropped down closer to them. Julian smiled in relief as three ropes were dropped down to them. Julian, Michael and Nadia grabbed a hold of the ropes and climbed up as the zombies reached up to them. The copter quickly rose up and away from the zombies as Jack and Eric helped Michael, Julian and Nadia into the helicopter.

“It’s so good to see you guys alive and un-zombie like,” Eric commented.

“You’re telling us,” Michael joked.

Jack turned around and looked at them. “Where’s Sydney?”

Michael’s face dropped. “You haven’t picked her up yet?”

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Irina’s eyes widened. “Sydney…what are you doing?” she cried. Sydney studied her mother and serenely smiled. For the first time in her life, Sydney saw fear in her mother’s eyes. Sydney now had the upper hand. “If you destroy the machine like this Sydney, you will kill us and everyone else on the island!” Irina went on.

“I don’t have any other choice,” Sydney said.

The fear in Irina’s eyes suddenly turned to rage, as if shifting colors as well, from brown to red within seconds. Irina leapt at Sydney and tackled her. In the mist of the contact, Sydney lost her weapon, and watched it slid across the floor. With a grunt, Irina kicked Sydney in her stomach, causing Sydney to double over in pain. Irina’s eyes fell upon the gun as Sydney watched her mother pick up the weapon and aimed it in her direction.

But Sydney was no longer there anymore. Irina’s eyebrow raised and she quickly looked around, her arm extended out and the gun in front of her. “Where are you Sydney?” she whispered. “You can't hide forever now. Within the next few minutes, this machine’s power will double and kill all of my enemies.”

Irina smiled at hearing the slightest sound in the far corner of the room. Irina turned in the direction of the sound as she found her face come into contact with her daughter’s fist. Painfully, Irina hit the floor, losing grip of the weapon and holding her jaw, her eyes teary. Sydney quickly reacted and grabbed the gun just as Irina was attempting to reach for it. Sydney and Irina made contact and Irina looked at her daughter sadly. “Sydney…if you destroy the machine this way, you will kill us both.”

Sydney looked at her weapon, then at her mother. For a second, Irina believed that Sydney wouldn’t do it. That quickly changed when Sydney raised her gun at the ball and fired. Irina’s last cry was drowned out by the sound of the bullet connecting with the red ball. In the next instant, the ball busted open unleashing an influential blast of water and shattering the machine apart into millions of tiny pieces. Sydney braced herself as the blast of water came rushing in her direction.
 
HA I'm glad Syd destroyed it...just to show Irina up....but I just hope that she gets out safe!!!!
-That was soo good!! Can't wait for the last one!!!!! :woot:
-Thanks for the pm!!
 
ONE WEEK LATER

“…And in other news, one of the more devastating events to ever happen in Cayman Island history, and possibly even world history took place in the Grand Cayman Islands. In the late hours last week, officials say that a power plant went critical. As a result, the plant unleashed enormous amounts of radiation and then exploded. Inside that plant were approximately five hundred gallons of intoxicated water that flooded the entire island. Authorities were able to evacuation about eighty residents of the island, but the death and missing toll, including two missing women; Sydney and Laura Bristow, continue to grow. Stay tune and we will soon have all the full details as the investigation and search continues…”

The TV clicked off. The room suddenly went dark once more, only a crack of light seeping through the closed blinds of the window as the man sitting in the chair across from the television set sighed deeply and ran his hand threw his somewhat curly dark hair. His hand stretched across to the table next to him and found the newspaper. He brought it to his lap to read the headline story; ‘Power Plant in Cayman Islands; Kills hundreds. Island now claimed, unlivable.’

He threw the paper down and picked up the phone sitting to the right of him. He dialed a number and waited. After the ringing, the other person picked up. “Yes?”

The man paused, rethinking his decision. He licked his lips, and spoke. “Get me Will Tippin.”

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Will’s head was buried in his hands listening to Francie rant on. His head was racing so fast, he couldn’t think straight. First, they were kidnapped; they learned about the CIA and that Sydney was working for them after working for an enemy; Then to have your best friend go on some mission to the Cayman Islands, and never return? It was a bit much for him to handle.

Obviously annoyed at being ignored, Francie threw down the paper and made Will jump up, his tired eyes looking at her sad and red eyes.

“Will!” Francie exclaimed.

Will threw up his hands. “What?”

“Are you even listening to what I am saying?”

“What do you want me to say, Francie?”

“I want you to say that Sydney is okay, and will make it back here.”

Will paused for a second, staring down at the table. After a brief pause, he looked back up at her. “I can’t do that.”

Francie looked like she was about to cry again. “Will…”

“They would have found her by now,” Will added.

Francie slowly sank into the closest chair to her. “I don’t want to have a funeral for my best friend,” she sighed.

Will nodded and grabbed Francie’s hand, squeezing it for moral support. “I know, Fran,” he said. “I know.”

At the sound of a ring, Will slightly jumped. Realizing it was his phone; he sighed and shook his head, reaching for it. “Yeah?” Will listened for bit, then his eyes widened. “What?” Francie looked at him curiously. “Yeah, yeah sure. I will.”

Will closed his phone and stared at it for a while before the suspense killed Francie. “Will!”

At the mention of his name, he looked up at her, still in a slight daze. “What was that?” she asked.

Will just slowly shook his head. “You won’t believe it.”

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He was hot, he was tired, he was bored…he was were he didn’t want to be. He tugged on the collar of his protected suit and sighed deeply. He turned to his partner who was walking around the scene examining things and taking tubes and samples of the water at their feet. Now it was about ankle deep, not even that. A week ago, you had to swim in the stuff. He looked around what he assumed was once a lab. The news and some authorities had told the public that a power plant had gone critical, but they weren’t in a power plant. They were in a regular building where the explosion had taken place. They had no idea were all the toxic water had come from, but the readings they got from it suggested that it was the water that killed so many people. After they had landed in the Cayman Islands, they had counted a hundred dead; just laying there in the street…dead.

After a week of analyzing data and finding no survivors, he was done. He wanted nothing more to do with this place. “Paul!” he called out. His partner stopped what he was doing and looked over at him.

“What, Tomas?” Paul asked.

“Let’s get the frack outta here,” Thomas replied. “This place gives me the creeps.”

From underneath his mask, Paul smirked and walked over to Tomas. “All right, I could eat.”

Thomas looked at Paul and laughed. “You can always eat!” he joked.

Paul stopped suddenly and walked over to one of the glass framed doors. “Holy felgercarb, look at this.”

Thomas looked as well with amazement. In front of them was a room, surrounded and closed off by the glass. A room completely filled with brown colored water. “It didn’t bust open,” Thomas noted. “The room held all the water in.”

Paul’s eyes looked into the room with such awe; he held his breath as a piece of metal came floating by them. “Hey, what do you suppose that was?”

Thomas shrugged in his suit. “I dunno.” He sighed and looked at his partner. “Well…I thought you were hungry?”

Paul nodded. “You’re right. There ain’t nuthin’ here.” Thomas grinned and followed Paul back outside.

From inside the water filled room, another metal piece came floating across, touching the glass, but not breaking it open. Then suddenly, from out of nowhere, a hand hit the glass, echoing. A human hand, one that carried a ring on its finger; a gold ring with a green stone inside.

THE END
 
WOW is all i have to say.. i can not wait for the sequel.. that ending was amazing.. that last paragraph real makes me want to read the sequel now.. see how syd gets out... pm me please when you write it!! thanks again.. that was amazing!!!
 
OO c'mon if you're going to leave us with that good of a cliffhanger....then you have to post a sequel!!!!! I mean that would be just too cruel if you didn't!!!!
-And I'm really upset with these Paul and Thomas guys....I mean they should've checked it out and they would have found Syd!!!
-Please post a sequel...I want more!!!!!! :angelic:
Loved it!! Thanks for the pm!!
 
omg
WTF
omg
how can that possibly be the end
not right.
you left tooooooo many quations unanswered
you neede to write a sequel
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!!
i beg of oyu
who callled will
wheres vaughn n the rest
was that sd
and was she alive
 
From inside the water filled room, another metal piece came floating across, touching the glass, but not breaking it open. Then suddenly, from out of nowhere, a hand hit the glass, echoing. A human hand, one that carried a ring on its finger; a gold ring with a green stone inside.

omg.. are you kidding me??..

how in the world is she still alive if the room is filled with water..
is the water infected??

i have so many questions right now...

YOU ABSOLUTELY POSITIVELY HAVE TO DO A SEQUEL

:blink: :( :eek: :woot: ^_^ :Ph34r: :thinking:
that is totally me right now.. haha
 
I am going to kill you. haha. You had to end it with Sydney being alive and that is all we get. You had better do a sequel.
I loved this fic. Thanks alot. I hope that you will do a sequel.

texasalias

You had to end it with Sydney being alive and that is all we get. You had better do a sequel.
I loved this fic. Thanks alot. I hope that you will do a sequel.

texasalias
 
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