The 39 Clues

Amy Cahill stumbled out of Grace's burning mansion... for the second time in her life. The first time she had watched her grandmother's house being destroyed was before the Clue Hunt, when they had first learned about their family's legacy. Oh, how she longed for the days when her idea of excitement was running after the school bus or chasing her dweeb of a brother who thought he was a ninja. Dan...   "Ian! Dan is inside!" she screamed. She began to crawl back to the porch, but a pair of strong arms grabbed her and pulled her upright. Hamilton. "Let me go! I need to get Dan!" She clawed at him, but he wouldn't relinquish his hold on her. The smoke made her cough, and Hamilton yanked her to safety. Ian and Sinead sprinted over.     "There's no use. We can't save him," Sinead whispered.   Amy howled her anguish into the night. Tears streamed out of her eyes, and she didn't even try to hold them back. Dan-the dweeb who always made fun of her library obsession. Dan-the kid who always made her laugh when she was about to cry. Dan-the one who never gave up, and gave her a reason to keep going. Dan-her best friend and her brother. Her crazy, delusional, wonderful brother.    Ian took her from Hamilton and held her in his arms. Amy laid her smoky, sooty head on his shoulder, and he didn't even flinch. She cried and cried her bitter tears for what seemed like forever. Ian just stood there with her, holding her and rocking her back and forth.    "Nobody saw this coming," he said tenderly. He pushed her hair from out of her face.    Amy's jade green eyes widened with shock. She had seen this coming. The branches. Those stubborn, stubborn branches. When the Vespers had kidnapped the family members, all the branches did was argue about who was leader and what to do now that the Clues had been found and destroyed. They had proposed different missions to discover more about the Vespers, and some agents had gone rogue to search for information, but none of it helped at all. When the Vespers had assembled all of their 'clues', they had launched a final attack, but none of the branches had worked together. The Tomas all ran out to take down as many Vespers as they could, the Ekats hid in their strongholds with their fancy defense mechanisms, the Lucians completely disappeared, and the Janus just wrote and sang about how to stop them. That was what had destroyed them. The lack of unity. Since they were all apart from each other, and the Vespers had harnessed their new power, they  easily picked them all off.    The only Cahills Amy knew of that were still alive were Sinead, Jonah, Hamilton, Ian, and herself. The hostages had been killed right after the Vespers had achieved their goal; they had only been the bait to keep the others going. They had always been disposable. Alistair had been the first one to die. The one mistake Amy and Dan had made cost the old man his life. Once they had gotten the video recording his death, Dan had run from the hotel. Amy had assumed he was mourning Alistair, but no. He had been gathering ingredients. She cursed herself for being so naive. She should have known that he would be looking for ingredients. The serum had been his other mistake because Vesper Two had stolen it and drunk it, so he was now cunning, creative, athletic, and inventive. He and Vesper One worked together to...   /No. I won't think of that now/ Amy thought. She had to make plans. She had to...    "Ian," she breathed. "What do I do now? What do we do now? We've lost our family and loved ones. Sinead and I don't have a home. We don't even have anyone to call for help."   His amber eyes looked determined as he answered, "We need to find a way. We need to find Cahills who may not have died in the attack. We need to teach them to work together and forget about past grudges. They have to know what branch prejudices do to, not only us, but the whole world."   "We all lost our family to the Vespers. We need to avenge their deaths," Sinead added, her auburn hair as fiery as the inferno that demolished the mansion.    Suddenly, Amy heard a beep that meant she received a text. She nearly fainted as she read who it was from. Numbly, she held it out to the others. WELL DONE, it read. YOU HAVE MADE ME A VERY, VERY HAPPY MAN. THE CAHILLS NO LONGER EXIST EXCEPT FOR THE FIVE OF YOU. BY THE WAY, VESPER THREE SAYS HELLO.    Hamilton's fists clenched and unclenched. Vesper Three had been one of their closest allies. One of the few people they thought they could trust. Another mistake.    Jonah Wizard trudged over from his limo, which was parked inside the gate. He had tried to call for assistance, or at least be able to get off the property, but there was no signal, and the gates were blocked. "Yo," he said feebly. After Phoenix, he had never gone back to normal. He would stare at the wall, sometimes, and wouldn't say a word. "No reception."   "I can remotely turn off the security system," Sinead offered. "I'll fix up your limo, and we can go into town and get this fire put out." She scurried away, but Amy knew that she was just trying to distract herself. It was killing her to lose Dan, but what could Sinead be going through? She had lost two of her brothers. That couldn't be easy. Not at all.    The next couple of hours passed in a blur for her. All she could think as they headed into town was, /I will get revenge. Revenge for everything they did. Everything they took away./    So all five of them started a new quest-to find and unite the remaining Cahills. As they set out on the next flight to London, where they would set up their new headquarters, Amy knew that every single one of them would curse the word 'Vesper' until the day they died.    

Sorry it's a little morbid!! My brothers and sister were like, "Why'd you have to make Dan die?" I almost cried when I was writing this lol.

BUMP!!!

Is it that bad? Bump!

Oh my! This is a powerful story. I hope more Cahills read it. We need to unify so this never happens!

     Amy Cahill stumbled out of Grace's burning mansion... for the second time in her life.
      The first time she had watched her grandmother's house being destroyed was before the Clue Hunt, when they had first learned about their family's legacy. Oh, how she longed for the days when her idea of excitement was running after the school bus or chasing her dweeb of a brother who thought he was a ninja. Dan...   
       "Ian! Dan is inside!" she screamed. She began to crawl back to the porch, but a pair of strong arms grabbed her and pulled her upright. Hamilton.
      "Let me go! I need to get Dan!" She clawed at him, but he wouldn't relinquish his hold on her. The smoke made her cough, and Hamilton yanked her to safety. Ian and Sinead sprinted over.
      "There's no use. We can't save him," Sinead whispered. Amy howled her anguish into the night. Tears streamed out of her eyes, and she didn't even try to hold them back. Dan-the dweeb who always made fun of her library obsession.
      Dan-the kid who always made her laugh when she was about to cry. Dan-the one who never gave up, and gave her a reason to keep going. Dan-her best friend and her brother. Her crazy, delusional, wonderful brother. Ian took her from Hamilton and held her in his arms. Amy laid her smoky, sooty head on his shoulder, and he didn't even flinch. She cried and cried her bitter tears for what seemed like forever. Ian just stood there with her, holding her and rocking her back and forth.    
       "Nobody saw this coming," he said tenderly. He pushed her hair from out of her face. Amy's jade green eyes widened with shock. She had seen this coming. The branches. Those stubborn, stubborn branches. When the Vespers had kidnapped the family members, all the branches did was argue about who was leader and what to do now that the Clues had been found and destroyed. They had proposed different missions to discover more about the Vespers, and some agents had gone rogue to search for information, but none of it helped at all. When the Vespers had assembled all of their 'clues', they had launched a final attack, but none of the branches had worked together. The Tomas all ran out to take down as many Vespers as they could, the Ekats hid in their strongholds with their fancy defense mechanisms, the Lucians completely disappeared, and the Janus just wrote and sang about how to stop them. That was what had destroyed them. The lack of unity. Since they were all apart from each other, and the Vespers had harnessed their new power, they easily picked them all off.
      The only Cahills Amy knew of that were still alive were Sinead, Jonah, Hamilton, Ian, and herself. The hostages had been killed right after the Vespers had achieved their goal; they had only been the bait to keep the others going. They had always been disposable.    
      Alistair had been the first one to die. The one mistake Amy and Dan had made cost the old man his life. Once they had gotten the video recording his death, Dan had run from the hotel. Amy had assumed he was mourning Alistair, but no. He had been gathering ingredients. She cursed herself for being so naive. She should have known that he would be looking for ingredients. The serum had been his other mistake because Vesper Two had stolen it and drunk it, so he was now cunning, creative, athletic, and inventive. He and Vesper One worked together to...  
      No. I won't think of that now, Amy thought. She had to make plans. She had to...
      "Ian," she breathed. "What do I do now? What do we do now? We've lost our family and loved ones. Sinead and I don't have a home. We don't even have anyone to call for help."
His amber eyes looked determined as he answered, "We need to find a way. We need to find Cahills who may not have died in the attack. We need to teach them to work together and forget about past grudges. They have to know what branch prejudices do to, not only us, but the whole world."
      "We all lost our family to the Vespers. We need to avenge their deaths," Sinead added, her auburn hair as fiery as the inferno that demolished the mansion. Suddenly, Amy heard a beep that meant she received a text. She nearly fainted as she read who it was from. Numbly, she held it out to the others.
      WELL DONE, it read. YOU HAVE MADE ME A VERY, VERY HAPPY MAN. THE CAHILLS NO LONGER EXIST EXCEPT FOR THE FIVE OF YOU. BY THE WAY, VESPER THREE SAYS HELLO. Hamilton's fists clenched and unclenched. Vesper Three had been one of their closest allies. One of the few people they thought they could trust. Another mistake. Jonah Wizard trudged over from his limo, which was parked inside the gate. He had tried to call for assistance, or at least be able to get off the property, but there was no signal, and the gates were blocked.
      "Yo," he said feebly. After Phoenix, he had never gone back to normal. He would stare at the wall, sometimes, and wouldn't say a word.
      "No reception."
      "I can remotely turn off the security system," Sinead offered. "I'll fix up your limo, and we can go into town and get this fire put out." She scurried away, but Amy knew that she was just trying to distract herself. It was killing her to lose Dan, but what could Sinead be going through? She had lost two of her brothers. That couldn't be easy. Not at all. The next couple of hours passed in a blur for her. All she could think as they headed into town was, I will get revenge. Revenge for everything they did. Everything they took away.   
      So all five of them started a new quest-to find and unite the remaining Cahills. As they set out on the next flight to London, where they would set up their new headquarters, Amy knew that every single one of them would curse the word 'Vesper' until the day they died.

Sorry, I like editing stuff! Hope you don't mind! :P    

@AgentWolf827: THANK YOU!!! My dumb iPod won't let me do paragraphs. Grrr... I hate it when it doesn't look right. But thank you!

Your welcome! I know, I hate being on here on my iPod (which I am now) because it won't let me do any font changes and I can't see what I'm doing so I pray it came out right. Also, I HATE spell check!

If it's such a victory, why am I still here?
*Everyone glares at Emily*
Gosh, can't some people have a sense of humor? XD

@Emily: Because you're special! XD

Oh. My. Gosh... Wow. *shakes head* That was so horribly amazing. I am absolutely STUNNED. Well... It's Rosie again, from Seeker's writing contest, I'm one of the guest judges. This is amazing, again you have a perfect mixture of dialoge and discription and feelings. Its amazing writing... though WHY DID YOU KILL DAN!?!?!?! Though I am partial to AmIan... so I liked that part. *shakes head again* That was so amazing... I hope you intend to do more! This has the making of an amazing FanFic. Its really original... even if it is a bit morbid! :p jk jk I can't wait till you post again!!

Rosie 

This is SO SO SO SO SO SO SO good. I love it!!! PLEASE post more. P.S I'd hate it if it happened in one of the books.

Sorry about the Dan part. :/ For Cahills Elite, I had to write a Vesper victory story and a Cahill victory story. The other one wasn't as...emotional as this one. I'm glad you liked it. Right now, it's just a short story, so no more. I may write more of it in the future, but I have a bad feeling the message board V's won't like it lol.

i didn't really like it!

But who WAS V3??

OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have the exact same name as you! I spell it that way to. ;) Awesome story, Girl. Luv ya laters!!!!! lol Random me :D

Idk. I might continue, but I'm not sure.

Whoah, *sniff* That was epic.......epic, epic EPIC!

out

@FightingDragon: It's ok. It was really, really sad. I totally get that. @BreakingAggresive: I was purposely keeping it kin of vague because I honestly have no idea who's V3. Except maybe *cough* Evan *cough*. Jk, I don't think he is. @HorseCelebrating: NO WAY!!! THAT'S AWESOME!!! YAY!! (ok I'm calm now. It's cool.) @CobraAzure: Hehehe thanks.

Noelle i know its a weird thing to ask but do you have a friend named megan(can`t say last name but it starts with a "B") and are you morman?

I'm not Mormon, although I know a whole ton of them. I do know someone named Megan, but I don't remember her last name.