The Life of a Cahill
By: Hannah Cahill
Chapter 0ne: Kidnapped
Most kids hang out in their own little groups with their own little friends. Unlike them, I stay in the shadows, away from everyone else. You can call me Fiske Jr. if you like, but I didn't run and hide from the world. I embraced the life of a Cahill.
My parents might be inactive, but that doesn't stop me from trainning and going on missions. Sure they don't like it, but they can't help that it's in a Cahill's nature. Two years have past since the Clue Hunt has ended. Two years of peace among the family. Sadly we still are at war.
Finally, school was over and I have more time for missions. The bell rang saying we can go home until next year. My first plans were to go swimming at my cousin's house. I ran out the front doors. There crowds of kids surrouding a limo int car-pull lane, out infront of the school.
The green Janus symbol was painted on the side of the limo door. No doubt that it was Jonah Wizard, the superstar and Cahill agent. I pushed my way through the crowd of screaming fans, making my way to the limo. At last, I got to the limo door in one peice. The door opened, revealing Hamilton Holt, Erasmus, and no onter than Jonah Wizard himself.
"Get in, Hannah. We have much to talk about." Erasmus said grimly.
I climbed into the limo, closing the door in the faces of the screaming fans. The limo pulled away from the school and onto the road. Erasmus and Jonah sat across from me as Hamilton was sitting next to me on my left. I wonder why they didn't call me instead. It must be pretty bad for them to come and get me.
"I have info that could be useful." I tell them.
"Understandable agent, but we have a mission for you. As you know our enemy, the Vespers, will stop at nothing to get what they want. They will cut down whatever and whoever gets in their way. We need you to break through their lines and bring back information about their plans. We must be ready for their next move." Erasmus spoke.
"Also try to find some info on where the hostages are, yo." Jonah muttered.
"So get info, look for hostages, and is there anything else?" I asked.
"If you bump into Ian, do anything in your power to get him back to the C.C.C." Hamilton nodded.
"Ok, so capture a snake as well. Got it!" I noted.
The limo drove out of town to the biggest airport nearby. Jonah's private jet was already fueled for take off. We boarded the jet for our flight to Boston. Outside the jet, were screaming Jonsh Wizard fans, that were attacking the airport security. Soon we were off the ground and in the air, flying to Boston.
When we landed there were so many fans that there was no way we could get to Grace's Mansion without being followed. Erasmus called a fellow Madrigal to fly here on a Madrigal helicopter. Ten minutes later, the black helicopter came into veiw. On the front in morse code was the year 1507. The same year the serum was created and the family was broken.
"How can we get to the helicopter if all of Jonah's fans are in the way? They'll see us!" I asked nervously.
"We do it Hammer style!!!" Hamilton laughed.
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The Life of a Cahill (a story by me, AquaWolf324 aka Hannah Cahill)
"Beyblade is all about a Blader's spirit. I won't give in to a guy who has no respect for that, who thinks it's a joke."-Sora
The Vespers are going down!!!!
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The Life of a Cahill (a story by me, AquaWolf324 aka Hannah Cahill)
Chapter Two: The Escape
"Put... Me... Down... NOW!!!" I screamed, trying to escape the warth of the crowd. Hamilton plowed ahead knocking fans aside so we can get through. I twisted to the right, but it didn't help. "In... the... name... of... Madeleine... put... me... down!"
After we had got off the jet, Jonah's fans attacked me. They carried me above their heads, letting me unwillingly surf the crowd. It is not as fun as you may think. Phoenix got captured by Vespers, while surfing the crowd. The Vespers may come after me, again.
Jonah sttod on one of the jet's wings, singing "How The Feuding Hurts", one of his most popular songs. Though the song was actually meant toward the Cahills and how we fought, fans still loved it. Erasmus came out of the jet on his motorcycle. Jonah jumped off the wing and landed on the back of Ersamus's motorcycle.
"Erasmus, HELP!!!" I screamed at him.
The motorcycle jumped over the crowd and Jonah held out his hand for me. I grabbed hold of it, as he swung me onto the very back. The motorcycle hit the ground and zoomed down the path that Hamilton made for us. We sped off toward the helicopter as the fans started to close in on us. Hamilton was already on board, waving at us to hurry.
The helicopter was rising into the air as we got near. At the very last second, we jumped over the crowd, aimed at the helicopter. Right as the tires hit the floor of the helicopter, I fell off the back of it. Luckily, I was able to grab something to keep me from falling to the pavement below. If I let go, I'll become a Hannah pancake. Erasmus and Hamilton reached over and pulled me into the helicopter, saving me from my doomed fate.
"You almost got me killed! What were you thinking about jumping into a rising helicopter?!?!" I yelled in panic.
"Calm down, yo. At least you weren't locked up in the Gauntlet with Isabel who has your loved ones tied to bombs. Now that is scarier, yo." Jonah said.
Hamilton looked away, remembering what happened in the Gauntlet. Where he and Ian left Jonah to die, just so they can get the serum. Where Natalie got shot in her foot by her own mum. The place the family was destroyed and the place where we were reunited. All because of that serum.
"That was in the past. We have to look towards the future and get the hostages back. We must stop the Vespers before it's too late." I reminded them.
"You're right, Hannah. Regan..." Hamilton started.
"Phoenix..." Jonah wispered.
"Fiske, Nellie..." Ersamus nodded.
"Ted, Alistair, and Natalie." I finished.
The time is now. We must act before more lives are lost. Mr McIntyre didn't deserve to die. Astrid died by their hands, before she could tell Atticus who he is. The body count will rise.
We need all the agents we can get our hands on. Even non-Cahills like Evan. But we do need to eyes on those who have gone to the dark side. As long as the Cahills are around, there is still hope for the world. No more blood will be shed, if we can help it. That's why the world needs Cahills. To show the Vespers who's boss.
"Put... Me... Down... NOW!!!" I screamed, trying to escape the warth of the crowd. Hamilton plowed ahead knocking fans aside so we can get through. I twisted to the right, but it didn't help. "In... the... name... of... Madeleine... put... me... down!"
After we had got off the jet, Jonah's fans attacked me. They carried me above their heads, letting me unwillingly surf the crowd. It is not as fun as you may think. Phoenix got captured by Vespers, while surfing the crowd. The Vespers may come after me, again.
Jonah sttod on one of the jet's wings, singing "How The Feuding Hurts", one of his most popular songs. Though the song was actually meant toward the Cahills and how we fought, fans still loved it. Erasmus came out of the jet on his motorcycle. Jonah jumped off the wing and landed on the back of Ersamus's motorcycle.
"Erasmus, HELP!!!" I screamed at him.
The motorcycle jumped over the crowd and Jonah held out his hand for me. I grabbed hold of it, as he swung me onto the very back. The motorcycle hit the ground and zoomed down the path that Hamilton made for us. We sped off toward the helicopter as the fans started to close in on us. Hamilton was already on board, waving at us to hurry.
The helicopter was rising into the air as we got near. At the very last second, we jumped over the crowd, aimed at the helicopter. Right as the tires hit the floor of the helicopter, I fell off the back of it. Luckily, I was able to grab something to keep me from falling to the pavement below. If I let go, I'll become a Hannah pancake. Erasmus and Hamilton reached over and pulled me into the helicopter, saving me from my doomed fate.
"You almost got me killed! What were you thinking about jumping into a rising helicopter?!?!" I yelled in panic.
"Calm down, yo. At least you weren't locked up in the Gauntlet with Isabel who has your loved ones tied to bombs. Now that is scarier, yo." Jonah said.
Hamilton looked away, remembering what happened in the Gauntlet. Where he and Ian left Jonah to die, just so they can get the serum. Where Natalie got shot in her foot by her own mum. The place the family was destroyed and the place where we were reunited. All because of that serum.
"That was in the past. We have to look towards the future and get the hostages back. We must stop the Vespers before it's too late." I reminded them.
"You're right, Hannah. Regan..." Hamilton started.
"Phoenix..." Jonah wispered.
"Fiske, Nellie..." Ersamus nodded.
"Ted, Alistair, and Natalie." I finished.
The time is now. We must act before more lives are lost. Mr McIntyre didn't deserve to die. Astrid died by their hands, before she could tell Atticus who he is. The body count will rise.
We need all the agents we can get our hands on. Even non-Cahills like Evan. But we do need to eyes on those who have gone to the dark side. As long as the Cahills are around, there is still hope for the world. No more blood will be shed, if we can help it. That's why the world needs Cahills. To show the Vespers who's boss.
"Beyblade is all about a Blader's spirit. I won't give in to a guy who has no respect for that, who thinks it's a joke."-Sora
The Vespers are going down!!!!
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How do you write so well? I could definately take a few tips!
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Me? Write well? Ok, now that's a surprise. If I had any tips then I promise I'll give you some. I guess you can say my writing has improved since this year I actually paid a bit attention in English class.
"Beyblade is all about a Blader's spirit. I won't give in to a guy who has no respect for that, who thinks it's a joke."-Sora
The Vespers are going down!!!!
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The Life of a Cahill (a story by me, AquaWolf324 aka Hannah Cahill)
Chapter Three: Take Off
The helicopter landed on the roof of Grace's Manison. Sinead was there to greet us. She looked tired from all that work she's been having to do. Sinead led us to the trainning canter in the basement. Evan was still upstairs in the Command Center.
I switched my shoes into Secret Agent Boots that the Ekats invented. It's features include a GPS navigational panel, laces that can be used as rappelling wire, and a dart gun that shoots poison darts out of the toe. As well a hidden knife was at the toe. They are the perfect for fighting Vespers. Grabbing some other gadgets that might be helpful.
Sinead took me to a Janus make-up artist, who came here to help disguise me for my mission. It seemed like forever, but finally she had me looking like a Vesper agent that is now being held for questioning. Now loaded with gadgets and a good disguise, I was ready to start my mission. Sinead sent me up into the Command Center for debreifing.
"There's a Vesper HQ hidden in this abaddon factory, we think. That's where you come in, we need you to go undercover as Agent Karen Walter. Get as much info as you can without them finding out your true idenity." Evan informed me.
Erasmus came in and escorted me into a small jet that could only fit one person. A white V was painted on on of the wings. It was the real Karen Walter's jet. The coorinates were already set.
"Ok, you're all set to go. Remember to check in with Sinead at every possible chance. Good luck agent." Erasmus said as I climbed into the jet.
The door closed and it rolled out onto the run way. I flipped a few switches and turned some knobs. Pulling the headset on, I waited for the all clear signal. Sinead's head appeared on the video screen. She seemed to be testing something, but finally turned back to the screen.
"If you're all set, then it's time for take off." Sinead told me.
I gripped the seatbelt tightly, "I'm ready."
"Okay, take off in 10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... and we're off!" Hamilton counted down.
The jet lurched forward down the run way. It was building up speed. The Vesper jet's wheels were off the ground and were going back into the jet. I was flying! That's when it hit me, I don't know how to fly a plane.
I panicked and started to press the video screen button. The screen didn't turn on. I then grabbed the radio thingy in desperation. No matter what button I hit it wouldn't work.
"Come on work! Work thingy-ma-gigy! I need you to work! It's life or death!" I screamed.
Nothing worked, it was complete silence. The jet was starting to lose altitude. I hit the video button again, nothing. I was going to crash!
The helicopter landed on the roof of Grace's Manison. Sinead was there to greet us. She looked tired from all that work she's been having to do. Sinead led us to the trainning canter in the basement. Evan was still upstairs in the Command Center.
I switched my shoes into Secret Agent Boots that the Ekats invented. It's features include a GPS navigational panel, laces that can be used as rappelling wire, and a dart gun that shoots poison darts out of the toe. As well a hidden knife was at the toe. They are the perfect for fighting Vespers. Grabbing some other gadgets that might be helpful.
Sinead took me to a Janus make-up artist, who came here to help disguise me for my mission. It seemed like forever, but finally she had me looking like a Vesper agent that is now being held for questioning. Now loaded with gadgets and a good disguise, I was ready to start my mission. Sinead sent me up into the Command Center for debreifing.
"There's a Vesper HQ hidden in this abaddon factory, we think. That's where you come in, we need you to go undercover as Agent Karen Walter. Get as much info as you can without them finding out your true idenity." Evan informed me.
Erasmus came in and escorted me into a small jet that could only fit one person. A white V was painted on on of the wings. It was the real Karen Walter's jet. The coorinates were already set.
"Ok, you're all set to go. Remember to check in with Sinead at every possible chance. Good luck agent." Erasmus said as I climbed into the jet.
The door closed and it rolled out onto the run way. I flipped a few switches and turned some knobs. Pulling the headset on, I waited for the all clear signal. Sinead's head appeared on the video screen. She seemed to be testing something, but finally turned back to the screen.
"If you're all set, then it's time for take off." Sinead told me.
I gripped the seatbelt tightly, "I'm ready."
"Okay, take off in 10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... and we're off!" Hamilton counted down.
The jet lurched forward down the run way. It was building up speed. The Vesper jet's wheels were off the ground and were going back into the jet. I was flying! That's when it hit me, I don't know how to fly a plane.
I panicked and started to press the video screen button. The screen didn't turn on. I then grabbed the radio thingy in desperation. No matter what button I hit it wouldn't work.
"Come on work! Work thingy-ma-gigy! I need you to work! It's life or death!" I screamed.
Nothing worked, it was complete silence. The jet was starting to lose altitude. I hit the video button again, nothing. I was going to crash!
"Beyblade is all about a Blader's spirit. I won't give in to a guy who has no respect for that, who thinks it's a joke."-Sora
The Vespers are going down!!!!
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Amazing!!!!!!!!!!!
this is just........you know what its way better than awesome its on a whole different level!!!!
keep writting!!!
oh and tigercobra go to the fictional story discussion thing i put alot of stuff on it and go onto the story too thye eight elements one i posted alot of ideas and stuff on it k.
this is just........you know what its way better than awesome its on a whole different level!!!!
keep writting!!!
oh and tigercobra go to the fictional story discussion thing i put alot of stuff on it and go onto the story too thye eight elements one i posted alot of ideas and stuff on it k.
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Chapter Four: The Dance With Death
The jet was spirling out of control. These were going to be my last moments it looked like. I bowed my head into a silent prayer, even though my brain was screaming in fear. That's when I heard a pop. I looked back down at the video screen.
It was ON! Sinead looked up at me, franically. There was yelling in the background. Sinead opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. Then the screen turned black.
NO!!! It can't be broken. It can't!!! I gripped the throtle and pulled up. Nothing, I was still plummenting towards the ground, towards my hoorible end.
Evil laughter filled the air. The screen came on, showing the evil faces of Casper and Cheyenne Wyoming. They were grinning up at me. The two Vespers laughed at, as I was drawing closer to my death.
"Good-bye, you little pest. It's time for your end to come. Soon the Cahills will all meet the same fate as you! Maybe not by a plane crash, but they will their horrible end." Casper laughed.
"We had so much fun scaring you, but it's time for you to die!" Cheyenne laughed along side her brother.
The screen went black for the last time. The Vespers were behind this all along. I should have known it, since it was a Vesper jet so they could have rigged it. I had walked right into my own death. I had walked into a death trap with no escape.
I gripped the throtle in both hands and pulled up. Of course it was useless, but I was desperate. That's when an idea came to me. There has to be a parachute somewhere in here. Sinead wouldn't have sent me off without one. Now where is that parachute?
I searched the small jet quickly, because time was running out. Sadly I couldn't find one. They wouldn't have sent me off without a parachute, so there has to be one. Erasmus would've made a complete search of the jet when he got it. He wouldn't have taken the parachute out, right?
Maybe there was never a parachute in the first place. Maybe the Vespers somehow stole it to make sur of my death. Before take off, they could've easily stolen it. Erasmus probably never even checked the jet before take off.
"May day! May day! Plane going down! Thre's a 14 year old pilot in here who doesn't know how to fly and would like to live! here's no parachute! I repeat no parachute in here! Location Allberto, Massachuets. Falling toward the ground FAST!!" I screamed into the radio.
There was no reponse. I was going to die in this death trap. There was no parachute, there was no help. I didn't even have contact with Cahill Command any more. The ground was speeding closer.
"Good-bye cruel world." I whispered to myself.
The ground was only a few feet away now. Today obiviously was going to be my last. And I had just got started on my mission. Someone else was going to have to finish for me, because I'm too busy. Too busy dancing with death.
The jet was spirling out of control. These were going to be my last moments it looked like. I bowed my head into a silent prayer, even though my brain was screaming in fear. That's when I heard a pop. I looked back down at the video screen.
It was ON! Sinead looked up at me, franically. There was yelling in the background. Sinead opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. Then the screen turned black.
NO!!! It can't be broken. It can't!!! I gripped the throtle and pulled up. Nothing, I was still plummenting towards the ground, towards my hoorible end.
Evil laughter filled the air. The screen came on, showing the evil faces of Casper and Cheyenne Wyoming. They were grinning up at me. The two Vespers laughed at, as I was drawing closer to my death.
"Good-bye, you little pest. It's time for your end to come. Soon the Cahills will all meet the same fate as you! Maybe not by a plane crash, but they will their horrible end." Casper laughed.
"We had so much fun scaring you, but it's time for you to die!" Cheyenne laughed along side her brother.
The screen went black for the last time. The Vespers were behind this all along. I should have known it, since it was a Vesper jet so they could have rigged it. I had walked right into my own death. I had walked into a death trap with no escape.
I gripped the throtle in both hands and pulled up. Of course it was useless, but I was desperate. That's when an idea came to me. There has to be a parachute somewhere in here. Sinead wouldn't have sent me off without one. Now where is that parachute?
I searched the small jet quickly, because time was running out. Sadly I couldn't find one. They wouldn't have sent me off without a parachute, so there has to be one. Erasmus would've made a complete search of the jet when he got it. He wouldn't have taken the parachute out, right?
Maybe there was never a parachute in the first place. Maybe the Vespers somehow stole it to make sur of my death. Before take off, they could've easily stolen it. Erasmus probably never even checked the jet before take off.
"May day! May day! Plane going down! Thre's a 14 year old pilot in here who doesn't know how to fly and would like to live! here's no parachute! I repeat no parachute in here! Location Allberto, Massachuets. Falling toward the ground FAST!!" I screamed into the radio.
There was no reponse. I was going to die in this death trap. There was no parachute, there was no help. I didn't even have contact with Cahill Command any more. The ground was speeding closer.
"Good-bye cruel world." I whispered to myself.
The ground was only a few feet away now. Today obiviously was going to be my last. And I had just got started on my mission. Someone else was going to have to finish for me, because I'm too busy. Too busy dancing with death.
"Beyblade is all about a Blader's spirit. I won't give in to a guy who has no respect for that, who thinks it's a joke."-Sora
The Vespers are going down!!!!
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Great story! :)
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Awesomesauce!
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Strange things did happen there,
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight
In the hanging tree.
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awesome!!!!!!!!!!!
write the next chapter quickly!!!
write the next chapter quickly!!!
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Man, you rock!!! Keep it going....Don't stop!!
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Chapter Five: Wizard in the School House
"Hannah! Hannah wake up! Get up now." A familar voice shouted in my ear.
"Huh, where am I? Am I dead?" I asked.
"No you're not dead and and you're in your room." The person answred back.
My vision was blury, but was able to make out my dad standing there. I reached over to my nightstand and put on my glasses. Was that... was that all just a dream? It seemed so real, like I was really about to die. I think that spending time with all this Cahill stuff is starting to get to me.
Maybe I should take a vaction from missions and code breaking for awhile. If I was dreaming about a mission, then I must be really delusional. The Vespers are even trying to kill me in my dreams. Yeah a vaction from all this Cahill nonsense, seemed like a good idea. So it's decided, for the next month I'm going to be inactive.
I hurried and got ready for school. Dad dropped me off at school, just a few minutes before the last bell rang. I slipped into first period without anyone knowing. That keeping to the shadows thing has come in handy once again. Mr. Trawick, the principal, came on over the PA.
"With today being our last day, we have a very speical guest. 9th graders please come to the gym at this time and sit on the left side. I will later call for 8th graders to come in." He said.
I had gym first, so I was already in the gym, even though I'm in 8th. The speical guest was probably a police officer or a fireman from the firestation next door. Mr. Trawick called for 8th graders to come in. I saved a place next to me, for my best friend Michelle, who is also my only friend. Michelle came in and sat down next to me. Mr. Trawick then came up on stage.
"We have a very speical guest, who insited to preform here and talk to us today. Give it up for............. Jonah Wizard!!!"
Everyone else clapped and cheered as Jonah came up on stage, but I groaned. I just retired from the Cahills for a month, and with Jonah here that meant they wanted me. I don't think he came to my school, just to preform and talk to us. From where I'm from it's a very small town that no one knows about. But then again Tailor Swift has came to my town before. Michelle looked at me confused.
"Who's Jonah Wizard?" She asked.
"An international rapper, who has a big ego and surprisingly is a good cook. He's traveled the world and has been in a few movies. But I wonder what's he doing here. Last I heard, he was on a tour of some kind, with a cousin of his." I laughed, knowing that when Jonah found out Michelle had no idea who he was, he was going to flip.
"Hey y'all! I'm gonna sing ya one of my hit songs! This school's off the chain yo!" Jonah yelled into the mic.
"I rolled my eyes as the music started. Jonah gave my school his winning smile, making some girls faint. Sometimes Jonah can really get on my nerves. I noticed Erasmus blocking the left side stairs. With no doubt, Hamilton had to be gaurding the right side stairs.
"You don't need no guns to fight a war, I don't need no bombs to shake ya core. Some pain cuts deeper than a knife, Like families full of evil and strife. I might be an international superstar, Blinged out, rolling in the sickest cars. But there's a wound my slammin' threads can't hide: Years of hate have poisoned me inside. --------------------" Jonah sang.
"Come with me." I told Michelle, as I climbed out of the blechers.
Michelle recultantly followed me to the stairs leading up to the stage, next to the girls locker room. I motioned for her to follow me toward the steps. Michelle shock her head.
"Hannah, if we get caught back here then we can get in alot of trouble. This isn't like you to go off breaking the rules." Michelle said nervously.
"Well I couldn't mention this back there, with all those people around. I know Jonah, so we won't get in trouble. Plus rules are meant to be broken." I answered back.
"Yeah right. Like you would know him." She retorted.
"I do, because I'm related to him. I need to find out why he's here. Something's going on here and I'm going to find out what. With or without you." I replied angrily.
"Fine, it is the last day anyway, so what's the worst they can do." She muttered and followed me into the stair area.
Hamilton stood there with his arms folded across his chest. By the look of his face, I knew he wasn't surprised that I was here. This had probably been the plan all along. Jonah distracts the rest of the school while I go talk to him or Erasmus one. Clever plan, but it didn't fool me one bit.
"Hamilton, what are you guys doing here?" I asked him.
"Hannah! Hannah wake up! Get up now." A familar voice shouted in my ear.
"Huh, where am I? Am I dead?" I asked.
"No you're not dead and and you're in your room." The person answred back.
My vision was blury, but was able to make out my dad standing there. I reached over to my nightstand and put on my glasses. Was that... was that all just a dream? It seemed so real, like I was really about to die. I think that spending time with all this Cahill stuff is starting to get to me.
Maybe I should take a vaction from missions and code breaking for awhile. If I was dreaming about a mission, then I must be really delusional. The Vespers are even trying to kill me in my dreams. Yeah a vaction from all this Cahill nonsense, seemed like a good idea. So it's decided, for the next month I'm going to be inactive.
I hurried and got ready for school. Dad dropped me off at school, just a few minutes before the last bell rang. I slipped into first period without anyone knowing. That keeping to the shadows thing has come in handy once again. Mr. Trawick, the principal, came on over the PA.
"With today being our last day, we have a very speical guest. 9th graders please come to the gym at this time and sit on the left side. I will later call for 8th graders to come in." He said.
I had gym first, so I was already in the gym, even though I'm in 8th. The speical guest was probably a police officer or a fireman from the firestation next door. Mr. Trawick called for 8th graders to come in. I saved a place next to me, for my best friend Michelle, who is also my only friend. Michelle came in and sat down next to me. Mr. Trawick then came up on stage.
"We have a very speical guest, who insited to preform here and talk to us today. Give it up for............. Jonah Wizard!!!"
Everyone else clapped and cheered as Jonah came up on stage, but I groaned. I just retired from the Cahills for a month, and with Jonah here that meant they wanted me. I don't think he came to my school, just to preform and talk to us. From where I'm from it's a very small town that no one knows about. But then again Tailor Swift has came to my town before. Michelle looked at me confused.
"Who's Jonah Wizard?" She asked.
"An international rapper, who has a big ego and surprisingly is a good cook. He's traveled the world and has been in a few movies. But I wonder what's he doing here. Last I heard, he was on a tour of some kind, with a cousin of his." I laughed, knowing that when Jonah found out Michelle had no idea who he was, he was going to flip.
"Hey y'all! I'm gonna sing ya one of my hit songs! This school's off the chain yo!" Jonah yelled into the mic.
"I rolled my eyes as the music started. Jonah gave my school his winning smile, making some girls faint. Sometimes Jonah can really get on my nerves. I noticed Erasmus blocking the left side stairs. With no doubt, Hamilton had to be gaurding the right side stairs.
"You don't need no guns to fight a war, I don't need no bombs to shake ya core. Some pain cuts deeper than a knife, Like families full of evil and strife. I might be an international superstar, Blinged out, rolling in the sickest cars. But there's a wound my slammin' threads can't hide: Years of hate have poisoned me inside. --------------------" Jonah sang.
"Come with me." I told Michelle, as I climbed out of the blechers.
Michelle recultantly followed me to the stairs leading up to the stage, next to the girls locker room. I motioned for her to follow me toward the steps. Michelle shock her head.
"Hannah, if we get caught back here then we can get in alot of trouble. This isn't like you to go off breaking the rules." Michelle said nervously.
"Well I couldn't mention this back there, with all those people around. I know Jonah, so we won't get in trouble. Plus rules are meant to be broken." I answered back.
"Yeah right. Like you would know him." She retorted.
"I do, because I'm related to him. I need to find out why he's here. Something's going on here and I'm going to find out what. With or without you." I replied angrily.
"Fine, it is the last day anyway, so what's the worst they can do." She muttered and followed me into the stair area.
Hamilton stood there with his arms folded across his chest. By the look of his face, I knew he wasn't surprised that I was here. This had probably been the plan all along. Jonah distracts the rest of the school while I go talk to him or Erasmus one. Clever plan, but it didn't fool me one bit.
"Hamilton, what are you guys doing here?" I asked him.
"Beyblade is all about a Blader's spirit. I won't give in to a guy who has no respect for that, who thinks it's a joke."-Sora
The Vespers are going down!!!!
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Chapter 6: Didn't Mother Ever Tell You Not to Play with Guns
"What are you guys doing here?" I repeated.
"They're here. They've been here all along and today they are planning to attack. Sinead just got word a few hours ago that they've been planning attacks on Cahill agents all around the world. Every Cahill that was on the list for being attacked is now in safety, but you. We can't get you out of here while Vespers are watching, so we're working on a plan now." Hamilton answered.
I nodded, now understanding why they are here. But how can we escape unknow, we have Jonah with us for crying out loud?!?! Would the Vespers attack here, with all these students around? Probably, they don't think of anyone else's life except their own. Shouldn't we try to protect the other people too, we don't want another Lester incident.
"What about the other people here? They could hurt them, even kill them!!!" I shouted.
"Excuse me, but what is going on here? Who's attacking? What's a Cahill Agent? And what do you mean, someone can get killed?!?!" Michelle asked.
"I'll explain abit of it later," I said then turned back to Hamilton, "They wouldn't attack here, in a school?"
"This is the Vespers, we're talking about." He replied.
The music in the background faded away and clapping started up. Jonah went into the lunchroom for autograph signing. Hamilton, Erasmus, Michelle and me followed him and sat behind Jonah. I explained as much as I could to Michelle, on what's going on. She was surprised, that underneith this shy, nerdy girl was actually a secret agent from the most powerful family in the world.
Kids and Teachers were lined up waiting for their turn to get a signed autograph from Jonah Wizard. That's when it happened. BANG!!! A gun shot went off and a bullet had broke the glass on the vending machience behind us. Screams and shouts burst out from the crowd of students and teachers.
Erasmus grabbed us and rushed us outside, using the emergency exit. Well this was an emergency. Jonah's limo was parked next to the football feild. More gun shots could be heard from inside the school. As we got the Limo, someone stepped out of the driver's seat.
It was... it was Casper! He had a gun in his right hand and a knife in the other. He had a evil grin on his stupid face. He pointed the gun right at my forehead. But then moved it over slightly so it was now pointed at Michelle. I pushed her down to the ground right as Casper shot the bullet. It missed, barely.
"Didn't your mom ever tell you not to play with guns?!?!" I shouted at him.
"Actually, she was the one who taught me how to use a gun." Casper laughed.
"Yeah, well once I get through with you, your going to wish that she didn't!" I shouted.
"Not likely, Cahill!"
"What are you guys doing here?" I repeated.
"They're here. They've been here all along and today they are planning to attack. Sinead just got word a few hours ago that they've been planning attacks on Cahill agents all around the world. Every Cahill that was on the list for being attacked is now in safety, but you. We can't get you out of here while Vespers are watching, so we're working on a plan now." Hamilton answered.
I nodded, now understanding why they are here. But how can we escape unknow, we have Jonah with us for crying out loud?!?! Would the Vespers attack here, with all these students around? Probably, they don't think of anyone else's life except their own. Shouldn't we try to protect the other people too, we don't want another Lester incident.
"What about the other people here? They could hurt them, even kill them!!!" I shouted.
"Excuse me, but what is going on here? Who's attacking? What's a Cahill Agent? And what do you mean, someone can get killed?!?!" Michelle asked.
"I'll explain abit of it later," I said then turned back to Hamilton, "They wouldn't attack here, in a school?"
"This is the Vespers, we're talking about." He replied.
The music in the background faded away and clapping started up. Jonah went into the lunchroom for autograph signing. Hamilton, Erasmus, Michelle and me followed him and sat behind Jonah. I explained as much as I could to Michelle, on what's going on. She was surprised, that underneith this shy, nerdy girl was actually a secret agent from the most powerful family in the world.
Kids and Teachers were lined up waiting for their turn to get a signed autograph from Jonah Wizard. That's when it happened. BANG!!! A gun shot went off and a bullet had broke the glass on the vending machience behind us. Screams and shouts burst out from the crowd of students and teachers.
Erasmus grabbed us and rushed us outside, using the emergency exit. Well this was an emergency. Jonah's limo was parked next to the football feild. More gun shots could be heard from inside the school. As we got the Limo, someone stepped out of the driver's seat.
It was... it was Casper! He had a gun in his right hand and a knife in the other. He had a evil grin on his stupid face. He pointed the gun right at my forehead. But then moved it over slightly so it was now pointed at Michelle. I pushed her down to the ground right as Casper shot the bullet. It missed, barely.
"Didn't your mom ever tell you not to play with guns?!?!" I shouted at him.
"Actually, she was the one who taught me how to use a gun." Casper laughed.
"Yeah, well once I get through with you, your going to wish that she didn't!" I shouted.
"Not likely, Cahill!"
"Beyblade is all about a Blader's spirit. I won't give in to a guy who has no respect for that, who thinks it's a joke."-Sora
The Vespers are going down!!!!
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I haven't read your story yet, but I bet it's better than mine.
"Beyblade is all about a Blader's spirit. I won't give in to a guy who has no respect for that, who thinks it's a joke."-Sora
The Vespers are going down!!!!
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Chapter 7: Run, Cahills, Run
Casper shot a bullet straight at my heart. Good thing, I dodged the bullet before it killed me. Erasmus pulled out a gun, hidden under his shirt. Jonah a dart gun in his hand, and Hamilton had a... he had a hammer! Wow, Hamilton, a hammer will do alot of damage, NOT!!!
"It's useless to fight Cahills! You know that we will win in the end! Give up now, and we might let you live!!" Casper shouted.
He shot another bullet, this time at Erasmus. It missed, and Erasmus returned the shot. Then, I relized what Erasmus's plan is. Jonah and Hamilton grabbed me by my arms and hauled me over to the limo. Michelle was already running back to the school, deciding that she didn't want to get involved with my crazy family.
While Erasmus was distracting Casper, Hamilton creeped up behind Casper. Jonah got into position, pointing the dart gun at the Vesper's gun hand. We watched silently as Erasmus dodged, and ducked the Vesper's deadly bullets. Then Erasmus, stopped moving around and stood in one place. What was he doing, he'll get killed?!?!
Casper smiled, took aim, and shot. It hit Erasmus right in the heart, and I saw his clothes around the area the bullet hit, were bloody. Erasmus didn't move, he was... he was dead! Casper smiled, stepping closer to Erasmus's dead body.
"NOW!!!!!" Someone shouted.
Casper spun around, his gun right up at Hamilton's heart. But before he could pull the trigger, Jonah shot his dart gun. The dart sunk into Casper's hand, making him release the gun. While he was distracted, trying to pull the dart from his hand, Hamilton hit him in the head with the hammer, knocking him to the ground. Nevermind what I said about the hammer, it CAN do some damage.
"Don't mess with the Hammer, or you get the hammer!" Hamilton shouted.
Jonah and Hamilton dragged Erasmus's dead body into the limo, and Jonah got behind the wheel. Hamilton got shotgun, and I was stuck in the back of the limo, with Erasmus's body. Poor Erasmus, he was a good agent. How are we going to tell Amy and Dan this sad news? They've already lost Mr. McIntyre.
I looked out the window and saw Casper standing up, dazed. "Run, all you like Cahills! You can run, but you can't HIDE!!!" He shouted, waving his fist at us.
"Ok, we're safe and sound. Erasmus, you can stop acting dead now." Jonah called back over his shoulder.
Erasmus sat up, and pulled the bullet from his bloody chest. I stared in shock as he pulled his shirt off, revealing a bullet proof vest, covered in bags. Inside the bags, were full of that fake blood stuff that they use in movies. He faked his own death! Why didn't I see that coming?
Casper shot a bullet straight at my heart. Good thing, I dodged the bullet before it killed me. Erasmus pulled out a gun, hidden under his shirt. Jonah a dart gun in his hand, and Hamilton had a... he had a hammer! Wow, Hamilton, a hammer will do alot of damage, NOT!!!
"It's useless to fight Cahills! You know that we will win in the end! Give up now, and we might let you live!!" Casper shouted.
He shot another bullet, this time at Erasmus. It missed, and Erasmus returned the shot. Then, I relized what Erasmus's plan is. Jonah and Hamilton grabbed me by my arms and hauled me over to the limo. Michelle was already running back to the school, deciding that she didn't want to get involved with my crazy family.
While Erasmus was distracting Casper, Hamilton creeped up behind Casper. Jonah got into position, pointing the dart gun at the Vesper's gun hand. We watched silently as Erasmus dodged, and ducked the Vesper's deadly bullets. Then Erasmus, stopped moving around and stood in one place. What was he doing, he'll get killed?!?!
Casper smiled, took aim, and shot. It hit Erasmus right in the heart, and I saw his clothes around the area the bullet hit, were bloody. Erasmus didn't move, he was... he was dead! Casper smiled, stepping closer to Erasmus's dead body.
"NOW!!!!!" Someone shouted.
Casper spun around, his gun right up at Hamilton's heart. But before he could pull the trigger, Jonah shot his dart gun. The dart sunk into Casper's hand, making him release the gun. While he was distracted, trying to pull the dart from his hand, Hamilton hit him in the head with the hammer, knocking him to the ground. Nevermind what I said about the hammer, it CAN do some damage.
"Don't mess with the Hammer, or you get the hammer!" Hamilton shouted.
Jonah and Hamilton dragged Erasmus's dead body into the limo, and Jonah got behind the wheel. Hamilton got shotgun, and I was stuck in the back of the limo, with Erasmus's body. Poor Erasmus, he was a good agent. How are we going to tell Amy and Dan this sad news? They've already lost Mr. McIntyre.
I looked out the window and saw Casper standing up, dazed. "Run, all you like Cahills! You can run, but you can't HIDE!!!" He shouted, waving his fist at us.
"Ok, we're safe and sound. Erasmus, you can stop acting dead now." Jonah called back over his shoulder.
Erasmus sat up, and pulled the bullet from his bloody chest. I stared in shock as he pulled his shirt off, revealing a bullet proof vest, covered in bags. Inside the bags, were full of that fake blood stuff that they use in movies. He faked his own death! Why didn't I see that coming?
"Beyblade is all about a Blader's spirit. I won't give in to a guy who has no respect for that, who thinks it's a joke."-Sora
The Vespers are going down!!!!
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"Beyblade is all about a Blader's spirit. I won't give in to a guy who has no respect for that, who thinks it's a joke."-Sora
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The Life of a Cahill (a story by me, AquaWolf324 aka Hannah Cahill)
Chapter 8: A True Cahill
"Erasmus, I thought you were dead! You guys should have told me that he was faking it! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" I yelled at them.
"Sorry agent, but we didn't have a safe place to tell you. They think I'm dead, so let's let them think just that." Erasmus said.
I sighed and looked out the limo's window. The school faded away in the distance. Where can we go? They're everywhere. Jonah drove the limo to Shellfeild, where the military have their airfeild.
Helicopters were spread out across the feild, and only one was a Madrigal helicopter. It was easy to spot, with the Cahill symbol painted on the side and in morse code was the year 1507. Jonah parked the limo in the parking lot. We got out of the limo, with Jonah and Hamilton carrying Erasmus's "dead body" and headed to the helicopter. They set Erasmus in the back, then we climbed inside the helicopter.
The pilot started it up, and the rotars started to spin. The ride was long, but finally we arrived at Grace's Manison. Even though Grace is dead, and her actual house had burned down, everyone still calls it Grace's manison. Evan and Sinead greeted us at the front door. Sinead informed us that Ian was once again missing. Someone seriously needs to hide a tracking device in his clothes.
"Ok, well now that you're safe from the Vespers, do you mind going on a top secret mission?" Sinead asked me in the Comm. Center.
"I did send you an email this morning saying that I'm on a one month vacation." I answered her.
"Yes we got the email, but this is really important. I was hoping you wouldn't mind going on one last mission before that vacation starts." she said.
"Ok, I'll think about it. I'll give you my answer later." I finally said.
"Thanks. Well, while you're thinking about it, we got some food downstairs if you want. I know you missed lunch when you were escaping the Vespers at your school." Sinead told me.
"Ok." I replied and headed downstairs.
Then as I bit down into my sandwich, I realized something. I'm a Cahill, and a Cahill's life isn't normal. There is no breaks, from being a Cahill. First was the clue hunt, but now a greater threat has risen. The Vespers are on the loose, and if the Cahills can't stop them, then who can.
They kill innocents, they don't care how they do it, as long as they win in the end. It's a Cahill's duty to stop them at all cost, even if that means losing your life. Amy and Dan are off doing errands for Vesper One, so they can free the hostages. They are putting their lives on the line and I'm just sitting here eating a late lunch. Well time for sitting around is over, it's time to fight.
Sinead came downstairs and poured herself another cup of coffee. She was doing all she could from the Comm. Center to find the hostages or help Amy and Dan. Sinead stays up all night, almost everyday in hopes of finding the hostages. While I've done nothing. That dream wasn't telling me that I need a break, it was telling me that I must do everything in my power to help stop the Vespers, even if it means losing my life.
"Sinead, I need to get breifed on that mission right away." I said.
"Erasmus, I thought you were dead! You guys should have told me that he was faking it! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" I yelled at them.
"Sorry agent, but we didn't have a safe place to tell you. They think I'm dead, so let's let them think just that." Erasmus said.
I sighed and looked out the limo's window. The school faded away in the distance. Where can we go? They're everywhere. Jonah drove the limo to Shellfeild, where the military have their airfeild.
Helicopters were spread out across the feild, and only one was a Madrigal helicopter. It was easy to spot, with the Cahill symbol painted on the side and in morse code was the year 1507. Jonah parked the limo in the parking lot. We got out of the limo, with Jonah and Hamilton carrying Erasmus's "dead body" and headed to the helicopter. They set Erasmus in the back, then we climbed inside the helicopter.
The pilot started it up, and the rotars started to spin. The ride was long, but finally we arrived at Grace's Manison. Even though Grace is dead, and her actual house had burned down, everyone still calls it Grace's manison. Evan and Sinead greeted us at the front door. Sinead informed us that Ian was once again missing. Someone seriously needs to hide a tracking device in his clothes.
"Ok, well now that you're safe from the Vespers, do you mind going on a top secret mission?" Sinead asked me in the Comm. Center.
"I did send you an email this morning saying that I'm on a one month vacation." I answered her.
"Yes we got the email, but this is really important. I was hoping you wouldn't mind going on one last mission before that vacation starts." she said.
"Ok, I'll think about it. I'll give you my answer later." I finally said.
"Thanks. Well, while you're thinking about it, we got some food downstairs if you want. I know you missed lunch when you were escaping the Vespers at your school." Sinead told me.
"Ok." I replied and headed downstairs.
Then as I bit down into my sandwich, I realized something. I'm a Cahill, and a Cahill's life isn't normal. There is no breaks, from being a Cahill. First was the clue hunt, but now a greater threat has risen. The Vespers are on the loose, and if the Cahills can't stop them, then who can.
They kill innocents, they don't care how they do it, as long as they win in the end. It's a Cahill's duty to stop them at all cost, even if that means losing your life. Amy and Dan are off doing errands for Vesper One, so they can free the hostages. They are putting their lives on the line and I'm just sitting here eating a late lunch. Well time for sitting around is over, it's time to fight.
Sinead came downstairs and poured herself another cup of coffee. She was doing all she could from the Comm. Center to find the hostages or help Amy and Dan. Sinead stays up all night, almost everyday in hopes of finding the hostages. While I've done nothing. That dream wasn't telling me that I need a break, it was telling me that I must do everything in my power to help stop the Vespers, even if it means losing my life.
"Sinead, I need to get breifed on that mission right away." I said.
"Beyblade is all about a Blader's spirit. I won't give in to a guy who has no respect for that, who thinks it's a joke."-Sora
The Vespers are going down!!!!
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Chapter 9: Nothing
A few hours later, I was hanging from an almost invisible wire, that can hold up to 500 lbs. My left hand was holding on tightly to the wire, and my right was gripping onto a window sill. My averted downward, where the concrete ground awaited. Oh no, I don't feel so good, now. Dangling over 50 ft in the air, isn't helping my fear of heights.
Not that I don't trust this wire, Sinead built, but anything could happen when you're a Cahill. I took a deep breath and let go of the wire. My hands were shaking as I forced open the window. I looked down below, seeing my target leave the building. He climbed into a black SUV and drove away.
Ok, I have about half an hour before he comes back. I climbed through the open window and unclipped the wire from my safety harness. I pushed the button on the headset, that connected me to the Comand Center. In a few seconds Sinead answered.
"Ok, remember don't touch anything, unless you have to. If there's anything important, then take a picture of it." Sinead reminded me.
"I know what to do, Sinead. I'll report back after my job here is done." I replied.
"K, Ian will be here to check in. Isn't that right Ian?" She said.
"Yes, yes, I'll be here monotoring the little savage's mission." Ian replied in the background.
"Ian, I can here you." I said annoyed.
"So now you've learned to hear? Bravo, bravo!" He snorted.
"If you were here right now, I'd straggle you to death." I threatened.
"Stop it, you two! Hannah get back to your mission. And Ian, stop insulting the agents who have kindly agreed to help us." Sinead shouted at us.
I smiled and removed my finger off the button. The room seemed like no one's been here for some time. I searched through the desk, and under the bed. Looking in every nook and cranny of the place. Nothing, no files, no secret messages, no brief cases, nothing. He must have took everything important with him, when he left.
But the strangest thing was that there were no suitcases. I saw him leave, and he didn't have any suitcases with him. Was I in the wrong room? No, Sinead told me exactly which room it was. This had to be the right room.
"Ian, something's not right here." I said into the headset.
"Yes, well we did send an imature savage on a very important mission." Ian scoffed.
"Stop joking around, Ian, this is serious. There's nothing here." I said.
"Are you sure you're in the correct room?" he asked, now very serious.
"Yeah, it's the right room, I'm sure of it." I told him.
"Well, the information we recieved earlier, said that there is some important documents that belong to the Vespers." Ian replied.
"Who sent you that information?" I asked nervously.
"We don't know." he whispered. Just what I was dreadding to hear.
A few hours later, I was hanging from an almost invisible wire, that can hold up to 500 lbs. My left hand was holding on tightly to the wire, and my right was gripping onto a window sill. My averted downward, where the concrete ground awaited. Oh no, I don't feel so good, now. Dangling over 50 ft in the air, isn't helping my fear of heights.
Not that I don't trust this wire, Sinead built, but anything could happen when you're a Cahill. I took a deep breath and let go of the wire. My hands were shaking as I forced open the window. I looked down below, seeing my target leave the building. He climbed into a black SUV and drove away.
Ok, I have about half an hour before he comes back. I climbed through the open window and unclipped the wire from my safety harness. I pushed the button on the headset, that connected me to the Comand Center. In a few seconds Sinead answered.
"Ok, remember don't touch anything, unless you have to. If there's anything important, then take a picture of it." Sinead reminded me.
"I know what to do, Sinead. I'll report back after my job here is done." I replied.
"K, Ian will be here to check in. Isn't that right Ian?" She said.
"Yes, yes, I'll be here monotoring the little savage's mission." Ian replied in the background.
"Ian, I can here you." I said annoyed.
"So now you've learned to hear? Bravo, bravo!" He snorted.
"If you were here right now, I'd straggle you to death." I threatened.
"Stop it, you two! Hannah get back to your mission. And Ian, stop insulting the agents who have kindly agreed to help us." Sinead shouted at us.
I smiled and removed my finger off the button. The room seemed like no one's been here for some time. I searched through the desk, and under the bed. Looking in every nook and cranny of the place. Nothing, no files, no secret messages, no brief cases, nothing. He must have took everything important with him, when he left.
But the strangest thing was that there were no suitcases. I saw him leave, and he didn't have any suitcases with him. Was I in the wrong room? No, Sinead told me exactly which room it was. This had to be the right room.
"Ian, something's not right here." I said into the headset.
"Yes, well we did send an imature savage on a very important mission." Ian scoffed.
"Stop joking around, Ian, this is serious. There's nothing here." I said.
"Are you sure you're in the correct room?" he asked, now very serious.
"Yeah, it's the right room, I'm sure of it." I told him.
"Well, the information we recieved earlier, said that there is some important documents that belong to the Vespers." Ian replied.
"Who sent you that information?" I asked nervously.
"We don't know." he whispered. Just what I was dreadding to hear.
"Beyblade is all about a Blader's spirit. I won't give in to a guy who has no respect for that, who thinks it's a joke."-Sora
The Vespers are going down!!!!
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Chapter 10: A Bag of Tricks and Traps
I ran to the window, and fastly attached the wire to my harness. I was about to climb out of the window, when I noticed something. Someone was on the hotel's roof. I saw a glint of something metal, being raise above the thing that kept the wire in place. If he or she broke it, I would fall over 50 ft to my doom, and with a splat in the parking lot.
The person was going to wait until I leave the building, then he or she will cut the wire. I backed up from the window. The person will know something is up if I don't leave soon. Unhooking the wire and tied the wire around the flat screen tv, I had made a decoy, for the person on the roof. I pushed the tv out the window.
The wire was cut, and the tv fell to the ground. It will take the person a few seconds before he/she realizes that they were tricked. I opened the hotel room door, and ran out. I had two choices: 1) Run downstairs and leave before the person chatches up, or 2) go upward while the person is going downstairs, and hope that I can find a way to escape. Choice number 2 seemed the smartest move.
My attacker will most likely take the stairs, so the elvator was the best way up. The elavator doors opened, not long after I had pushed the button. Top floor, here I come. The ride was surprisingly fast. When the doors open, I saw the most hideous two people in the world.
Casper and Cheyenne Wyoming, evil twins, who aren't afraid to kill. Lucky for me, these twins have hardly ever achieved their goal, ever since they had a run in with Amy and Dan Cahill. But they are very capable of killing people, mostly Cahills. They have a score to settle with the Cahills, and they would kill every last Cahill just to achieve their revenge. And sadly, I'm a Cahill in their way.
"Attelboro, sent you! Oh well, it doesn't really matter. You Cahills are so easy to trick. Though you were clever with the tv." Casper laughed.
This mission was all just a trick. A trap, and we fell for it. The world's most powerful family, was tricked. Then, an idea struck me. They tricked us, so now I'm going to trick them.
I ran to the window, and fastly attached the wire to my harness. I was about to climb out of the window, when I noticed something. Someone was on the hotel's roof. I saw a glint of something metal, being raise above the thing that kept the wire in place. If he or she broke it, I would fall over 50 ft to my doom, and with a splat in the parking lot.
The person was going to wait until I leave the building, then he or she will cut the wire. I backed up from the window. The person will know something is up if I don't leave soon. Unhooking the wire and tied the wire around the flat screen tv, I had made a decoy, for the person on the roof. I pushed the tv out the window.
The wire was cut, and the tv fell to the ground. It will take the person a few seconds before he/she realizes that they were tricked. I opened the hotel room door, and ran out. I had two choices: 1) Run downstairs and leave before the person chatches up, or 2) go upward while the person is going downstairs, and hope that I can find a way to escape. Choice number 2 seemed the smartest move.
My attacker will most likely take the stairs, so the elvator was the best way up. The elavator doors opened, not long after I had pushed the button. Top floor, here I come. The ride was surprisingly fast. When the doors open, I saw the most hideous two people in the world.
Casper and Cheyenne Wyoming, evil twins, who aren't afraid to kill. Lucky for me, these twins have hardly ever achieved their goal, ever since they had a run in with Amy and Dan Cahill. But they are very capable of killing people, mostly Cahills. They have a score to settle with the Cahills, and they would kill every last Cahill just to achieve their revenge. And sadly, I'm a Cahill in their way.
"Attelboro, sent you! Oh well, it doesn't really matter. You Cahills are so easy to trick. Though you were clever with the tv." Casper laughed.
This mission was all just a trick. A trap, and we fell for it. The world's most powerful family, was tricked. Then, an idea struck me. They tricked us, so now I'm going to trick them.
"Beyblade is all about a Blader's spirit. I won't give in to a guy who has no respect for that, who thinks it's a joke."-Sora
The Vespers are going down!!!!
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Chapter 11: Cahill-napped
"Fine, just take me away. I don't really care anymore." I sighed.
"What?!?!" Casper and Cheyenne shouted at the same time.
"I was forced to do this mission against my will. I told the Cahills that I was taking a vacation from all of this, but did they care? No, they sent me off anyway, and right into a trap, too. Now, I just want to quit with all this Cahill stuff!" I lied.
"What?!?!" They repeated.
"It's true. I hacked Sinead Starling's email and it turns out that the little Cahill brat, did ask for a vacation." A guy said from inside a helicopter on the other end of the roof.
"So you want to quit the Cahills, do you?" Cheyenne asked.
"Yeah, I'm quitting for good, if I have the chance. I'm 14 years old, what do they expect from me?!?! I need a vacation once and awhile. It's summer break and I'm being captured instead of beating my high score on my video games!" I said.
Casper lead me into the helicopter, climbing in after me. Cheyenne was in the front with the other guy, who was piloting the copter. I noticed that the other guy was Sandy Bancroft, aka Vesper 4. So I was in the same helicopter with two people in the Vesper council. I might as well try to gather information while I was near them.
Casper took all my gadgets from me. I had no way to contact Cahill Command now. He had handcuffed me to a pole, so I couldn't get away. I noticed that Casper had a bump on his head from where Hamilton had hit him with a hammer yesterday morning. Casperwas peeling an apple with a very sharp knife.
"So, um, where are you guys taking me?" I asked, breaking the silence.
"Well, if I told you, it wouldn't be a secret now, would it." Casper answered.
"Oh, ok. Do you have any water that I can drink?" I asked.
"Shut up, or you'll be more than thristy." He threatened.
"Ok, ok, I'll be quiet."
Soon there was only silence, except for the sound of the helicopter's rotars. V6 and V4 were talking in whispers in the front. I don't think they want Casper or me to hear. Probably council stuff, that normal Vespers or Cahills can't know. I strained to hear what they were saying, but couldn't hear them over the helicopter.
I got bored very quick, and almost started talking again, but decided againist it. There was no need to get into trouble that I can easily avoid. But as a Cahill, trouble is bound to come along in one way or another. Casper had took my watch earlier, so I don't know what time it is. They've gotten smarter since what happened after the kidnapped Atticuss, but not that smart.
Casper got up, and took my glasses, replacing them with a blind fold. They obvisously didn't want me to see our location. I felt a jolt, the heilcopter had landed. Someone unlocked me from the pole, and pushed me out of the copter. They forced me to walk for what seemed like half an hour.
"We know what you're capable of, and we want you to become a Vesper, if you give up the Cahills." V4 said.
"Fine, just take me away. I don't really care anymore." I sighed.
"What?!?!" Casper and Cheyenne shouted at the same time.
"I was forced to do this mission against my will. I told the Cahills that I was taking a vacation from all of this, but did they care? No, they sent me off anyway, and right into a trap, too. Now, I just want to quit with all this Cahill stuff!" I lied.
"What?!?!" They repeated.
"It's true. I hacked Sinead Starling's email and it turns out that the little Cahill brat, did ask for a vacation." A guy said from inside a helicopter on the other end of the roof.
"So you want to quit the Cahills, do you?" Cheyenne asked.
"Yeah, I'm quitting for good, if I have the chance. I'm 14 years old, what do they expect from me?!?! I need a vacation once and awhile. It's summer break and I'm being captured instead of beating my high score on my video games!" I said.
Casper lead me into the helicopter, climbing in after me. Cheyenne was in the front with the other guy, who was piloting the copter. I noticed that the other guy was Sandy Bancroft, aka Vesper 4. So I was in the same helicopter with two people in the Vesper council. I might as well try to gather information while I was near them.
Casper took all my gadgets from me. I had no way to contact Cahill Command now. He had handcuffed me to a pole, so I couldn't get away. I noticed that Casper had a bump on his head from where Hamilton had hit him with a hammer yesterday morning. Casperwas peeling an apple with a very sharp knife.
"So, um, where are you guys taking me?" I asked, breaking the silence.
"Well, if I told you, it wouldn't be a secret now, would it." Casper answered.
"Oh, ok. Do you have any water that I can drink?" I asked.
"Shut up, or you'll be more than thristy." He threatened.
"Ok, ok, I'll be quiet."
Soon there was only silence, except for the sound of the helicopter's rotars. V6 and V4 were talking in whispers in the front. I don't think they want Casper or me to hear. Probably council stuff, that normal Vespers or Cahills can't know. I strained to hear what they were saying, but couldn't hear them over the helicopter.
I got bored very quick, and almost started talking again, but decided againist it. There was no need to get into trouble that I can easily avoid. But as a Cahill, trouble is bound to come along in one way or another. Casper had took my watch earlier, so I don't know what time it is. They've gotten smarter since what happened after the kidnapped Atticuss, but not that smart.
Casper got up, and took my glasses, replacing them with a blind fold. They obvisously didn't want me to see our location. I felt a jolt, the heilcopter had landed. Someone unlocked me from the pole, and pushed me out of the copter. They forced me to walk for what seemed like half an hour.
"We know what you're capable of, and we want you to become a Vesper, if you give up the Cahills." V4 said.
"Beyblade is all about a Blader's spirit. I won't give in to a guy who has no respect for that, who thinks it's a joke."-Sora
The Vespers are going down!!!!
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The Life of a Cahill (a story by me, AquaWolf324 aka Hannah Cahill)
Chapter 12: Vespers are Lazy
"What makes you think, that I would want to join the Vespers? I told you that I just quit with all the Cahill stuff, I'm not just going to jump on in with another group. Plus the Vespers are murders and are evil." I remarked.
"One, you get vacations, and two we'll kill you if you don't join us." Vesper 4 said.
"Ok I'm in, as long as I don't have to kill anyone." I answered.
"Don't worry, where you come in there won't be any killing." Cheyenne said with an evil grin.
I don't trust them one bit. Trust no one, remember. I would rather trust Isabel Kabra, than I would a Vesper. Though there are rumors that Isabel is a Vesper. They're killers, but I'm a Cahill.
Casper and Cheyenne took me to a completely black room. There was only one chair sitting in the middle, and there were no lights. Casper pushed me into the chair, making me sit down. The Wyoming twins both stood, gaurding the only door in the room. A prjector flashed on, showing only silhouette of a man. Instead of speaking, words flashed onto the screen, under the man.
Why hello little Cahill. I see that my companions haven't killed you, yet. I will give you a task to do for me. If you fail me, you will die. You will have approximate 72 hours to complete the task. When you're time is up, it's bye-bye life. Do not fail me, if you know what's good for you.
-V1
That was Vesper One! Great now I have to do his bidding our I die. It's already bad enough with the hostages. The screen went black, then it flashed back on. Luna Amato stood there.
She looked more like a sweet old grandmother, not a cold blood killer that works for the Vespers. She smiled at me, like we were good friends. I'm no friend of the Vespers. And I wouldn't be doing this, if my life didn't depend on it. She pushed her glasses up onto her nose.
"If you already don't know who I-" she started.
"You're Luna Amato, aka Vesper five on the Vesper council. You've been in the council for 6 years and helped coordinate Natalie Kabra's kidnapping. You were caught spying on an Ekat stronghold in the Bremuda Triangle. You have type A+ blood. Born outside Naples, Italy. And was temporarily suspended from Interpol after suspect mysteriousily drowned that was in your custody." I said.
"Well it looks like somebody did their research. Don't worry Hannah, I as well, did my research. You were one of the very few Cahills we picked for this assignment. All the planned kidnapps were on Cahills who had all the special talents needed for the mission." she answered.
"What talents?" I asked
"Stealing, lying, hacking, lock picking, able to fit in small places, and sky diving are a just some of the talents." she smiled.
"I am a preety good thief, but not as good as Lightfinger Larry." I replied.
"True, true, but you were the one the Cahills sent to fall into our trap. Those Cahills would only send the best, or whoever is avaliable on missions. Your new mission is dangerous, and you have only three days to do it all in." Amato told me.
"Why are you sending me, and not one of your own?" I asked.
"Why waste our agents, when we can force the enemy to do our bidding?"
"So you're saying that the Vespers are too lazy to do thier own dirty work."
"No, I'm saying if someone else can do it for you, then let them do it."
"Fine, I see your point. It's the same way with maids, I geuss."
"Now you are getting it. It's time for me to brief you on the mission." Luna Amato said.
"What makes you think, that I would want to join the Vespers? I told you that I just quit with all the Cahill stuff, I'm not just going to jump on in with another group. Plus the Vespers are murders and are evil." I remarked.
"One, you get vacations, and two we'll kill you if you don't join us." Vesper 4 said.
"Ok I'm in, as long as I don't have to kill anyone." I answered.
"Don't worry, where you come in there won't be any killing." Cheyenne said with an evil grin.
I don't trust them one bit. Trust no one, remember. I would rather trust Isabel Kabra, than I would a Vesper. Though there are rumors that Isabel is a Vesper. They're killers, but I'm a Cahill.
Casper and Cheyenne took me to a completely black room. There was only one chair sitting in the middle, and there were no lights. Casper pushed me into the chair, making me sit down. The Wyoming twins both stood, gaurding the only door in the room. A prjector flashed on, showing only silhouette of a man. Instead of speaking, words flashed onto the screen, under the man.
Why hello little Cahill. I see that my companions haven't killed you, yet. I will give you a task to do for me. If you fail me, you will die. You will have approximate 72 hours to complete the task. When you're time is up, it's bye-bye life. Do not fail me, if you know what's good for you.
-V1
That was Vesper One! Great now I have to do his bidding our I die. It's already bad enough with the hostages. The screen went black, then it flashed back on. Luna Amato stood there.
She looked more like a sweet old grandmother, not a cold blood killer that works for the Vespers. She smiled at me, like we were good friends. I'm no friend of the Vespers. And I wouldn't be doing this, if my life didn't depend on it. She pushed her glasses up onto her nose.
"If you already don't know who I-" she started.
"You're Luna Amato, aka Vesper five on the Vesper council. You've been in the council for 6 years and helped coordinate Natalie Kabra's kidnapping. You were caught spying on an Ekat stronghold in the Bremuda Triangle. You have type A+ blood. Born outside Naples, Italy. And was temporarily suspended from Interpol after suspect mysteriousily drowned that was in your custody." I said.
"Well it looks like somebody did their research. Don't worry Hannah, I as well, did my research. You were one of the very few Cahills we picked for this assignment. All the planned kidnapps were on Cahills who had all the special talents needed for the mission." she answered.
"What talents?" I asked
"Stealing, lying, hacking, lock picking, able to fit in small places, and sky diving are a just some of the talents." she smiled.
"I am a preety good thief, but not as good as Lightfinger Larry." I replied.
"True, true, but you were the one the Cahills sent to fall into our trap. Those Cahills would only send the best, or whoever is avaliable on missions. Your new mission is dangerous, and you have only three days to do it all in." Amato told me.
"Why are you sending me, and not one of your own?" I asked.
"Why waste our agents, when we can force the enemy to do our bidding?"
"So you're saying that the Vespers are too lazy to do thier own dirty work."
"No, I'm saying if someone else can do it for you, then let them do it."
"Fine, I see your point. It's the same way with maids, I geuss."
"Now you are getting it. It's time for me to brief you on the mission." Luna Amato said.
"Beyblade is all about a Blader's spirit. I won't give in to a guy who has no respect for that, who thinks it's a joke."-Sora
The Vespers are going down!!!!
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Chapter 13: Mission Briefing
I was lead into a different room, with alot of different technology. The Vespers gaurded the doors, so I couldn't escape. Sandy Brancroft, Luna Amato, and Cheyenne Wyoming stood infront of me. Behind me was Casper Wyoming and another Vesper agent, that I didn't know about. Three from the Vesper Counicil stood before me, strangely only the Vespers that the Cahills know of have appeared more often.
"We're sending you off to Rome, Italy first." Vesper 6 said.
"Next to Paris." Vesper 5 spoke.
"And finally to somewhere that we have not been informed of yet." Vesper 4 finished.
"We will send you instructions once you arrive in Rome. This is will recieve your instructions." Cheyenne nodded, and tossed me a little box.
I opened the box to find a DeOssie phone laying inside. The phone can recieve messages, but can't reply back. The Vespers have given the same kind of phone to Amy and Dan. How many of these phones do they have? Didn't Sinead, Hamilton, Jonah, and Ian handle the DeOssie factory, with a BANG!
It's known that Vespers were behind the DeOssie phones. What are the Vespers goal anyway? What will they achive? Marco Polo's manuscript, de Virga map, and astrolabe, why do they want those certain items?
Clearly they are up to no good as always. Vespers are evil and it's a Cahill's job to stop them. I'm the Cahill in this sitution. It's my job to handle this. And this time, I don't have backup.
Casper and the other Vesper grabbed me by the arms and dragged me away. They carried me to the roof, and let go. A plane, almost like the one from my nightmare the other night, but much bigger. Hopefully, I wasn't gonna fly this thing.
I probably should have backed down, and not do this mission. But then an image came into my head. Nellie, Ted, Fiske, Natalie, Alisair, Phoinex, and Regan, all huddled together. Nellie had a hole in her jumpsuit where the bullet went through her shoulder. If I couldn't do it for my own life, then I'll do it to save them.
The body count will NOT rise, if the Cahills can help it. Teodora Kosara came out onto the roof and climbed into the plane. Casper pushed me inside after her. Then the Vesper who was with Casper climbed in, shuting the door. He moved to the front of the plane, and got the engines roaring.
"So um... how's it going?" I asked.
"Shut up and roll up your sleave." Teodora sneered.
I fastly did as she asked. My right sleave was rolled up, leaving my arm bare. Teodora shuffled around in her bag and pulled something out that I couldn't see. It was a needle, like the ones doctors have. Shoved the needle into my arm.
"This is a poison that will kill you in 72 hours. If you don't finish the mission before then, you die." she laughed.
I was lead into a different room, with alot of different technology. The Vespers gaurded the doors, so I couldn't escape. Sandy Brancroft, Luna Amato, and Cheyenne Wyoming stood infront of me. Behind me was Casper Wyoming and another Vesper agent, that I didn't know about. Three from the Vesper Counicil stood before me, strangely only the Vespers that the Cahills know of have appeared more often.
"We're sending you off to Rome, Italy first." Vesper 6 said.
"Next to Paris." Vesper 5 spoke.
"And finally to somewhere that we have not been informed of yet." Vesper 4 finished.
"We will send you instructions once you arrive in Rome. This is will recieve your instructions." Cheyenne nodded, and tossed me a little box.
I opened the box to find a DeOssie phone laying inside. The phone can recieve messages, but can't reply back. The Vespers have given the same kind of phone to Amy and Dan. How many of these phones do they have? Didn't Sinead, Hamilton, Jonah, and Ian handle the DeOssie factory, with a BANG!
It's known that Vespers were behind the DeOssie phones. What are the Vespers goal anyway? What will they achive? Marco Polo's manuscript, de Virga map, and astrolabe, why do they want those certain items?
Clearly they are up to no good as always. Vespers are evil and it's a Cahill's job to stop them. I'm the Cahill in this sitution. It's my job to handle this. And this time, I don't have backup.
Casper and the other Vesper grabbed me by the arms and dragged me away. They carried me to the roof, and let go. A plane, almost like the one from my nightmare the other night, but much bigger. Hopefully, I wasn't gonna fly this thing.
I probably should have backed down, and not do this mission. But then an image came into my head. Nellie, Ted, Fiske, Natalie, Alisair, Phoinex, and Regan, all huddled together. Nellie had a hole in her jumpsuit where the bullet went through her shoulder. If I couldn't do it for my own life, then I'll do it to save them.
The body count will NOT rise, if the Cahills can help it. Teodora Kosara came out onto the roof and climbed into the plane. Casper pushed me inside after her. Then the Vesper who was with Casper climbed in, shuting the door. He moved to the front of the plane, and got the engines roaring.
"So um... how's it going?" I asked.
"Shut up and roll up your sleave." Teodora sneered.
I fastly did as she asked. My right sleave was rolled up, leaving my arm bare. Teodora shuffled around in her bag and pulled something out that I couldn't see. It was a needle, like the ones doctors have. Shoved the needle into my arm.
"This is a poison that will kill you in 72 hours. If you don't finish the mission before then, you die." she laughed.
"Beyblade is all about a Blader's spirit. I won't give in to a guy who has no respect for that, who thinks it's a joke."-Sora
The Vespers are going down!!!!
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I'll try to post tommorrow. Everything here has been crazy.
"Beyblade is all about a Blader's spirit. I won't give in to a guy who has no respect for that, who thinks it's a joke."-Sora
The Vespers are going down!!!!
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Ok finally this chapter is being put on. Sorry it took so long, I'm lazy plus school has been interfering. Anyway here it is.
Chapter 14: Facing Death
She removed the needle from mybarm. It stung a little, but it didn't feel like poison slowly killing me. It felt more like getting a booster shot. I rubbed my arm, thinking about the poison inside me. What about an antidote?
"You'll get the antidote if you complete your mission, before the poison kills you." Teodora explained.
"Ok, die if I fail the mission, and live if I don't fail." I answered.
"Yep, now here is some gear for the mission, and here is your parachute." she said, handing me a parachute and a briefcase.
"Um, I actually can't skydive. I'm terrified of hieghts. So would it be ok if the jet just landed on the ground instead?"
"What's the fun of that? I'll give you a small lesson on how to jump out a flying plane and not get killed in the process."
"Thanks, I feel so comfortable letting someone who just injected poison into me, teach how to jump out of a plane. This is just great." I replied.
She explained everything that I needed to know on skydiving. One of her "most" helpful tips was: Don't die. Funny that don't die was one of Haymitch's tips in the Hunger Games book. I really don't think that I would want to die on purpose.
A few hours later the pilot said we were flying over Rome. Teodora hit a few buttons and a door opened. The air was trying to suck me out of the jet, but I resisted. No way was I going to do this. I'm not ready for this.
But before I could back away, and call it quits, Teodora shoved me right out the door. It didn't feel like I was falling. I checked the wrist watch thingy. It was time to open the parachute. I grabbed the cord and yanked it as hard as I could.
I felt a jerk, as I went udward for a few seconds. Soon I was floating slowly and safely to the ground. I hit the ground hard on my feet. The parachute fell over me, blinding me. Finally, I pulled myself free from the parachute.
I checked my watch, 68 hours left. Not too long before I drop dead. Strangely, when you face the chance of death almost everyday, you don't think too much about your own life. It's not so scary anymore. If I die, I die. If I live, I live.
There's over a thusand ways to die, but what matters is what you did during your life. I got up and hurried away to the city. I landed somewhere on the out skirts of Rome. Inside the city, tourists and people were all over. I finally was able to catch a taxi.
I got in and took one look at the driver. He had dark brown hair, brown eyes, and he has probably had a few too many desserts. He climbed out of the taxi and walked around to my door. He started to talk, but I couldn't understand him. I don't speak Italian.
"Sorry, I can't understand you." I said.
"American, yes," he asked. I nodded. "I take your bags in trunk?"
"NO!!! I mean, I can handle my stuff. I prefer it stays with me." I answered.
Chapter 14: Facing Death
She removed the needle from mybarm. It stung a little, but it didn't feel like poison slowly killing me. It felt more like getting a booster shot. I rubbed my arm, thinking about the poison inside me. What about an antidote?
"You'll get the antidote if you complete your mission, before the poison kills you." Teodora explained.
"Ok, die if I fail the mission, and live if I don't fail." I answered.
"Yep, now here is some gear for the mission, and here is your parachute." she said, handing me a parachute and a briefcase.
"Um, I actually can't skydive. I'm terrified of hieghts. So would it be ok if the jet just landed on the ground instead?"
"What's the fun of that? I'll give you a small lesson on how to jump out a flying plane and not get killed in the process."
"Thanks, I feel so comfortable letting someone who just injected poison into me, teach how to jump out of a plane. This is just great." I replied.
She explained everything that I needed to know on skydiving. One of her "most" helpful tips was: Don't die. Funny that don't die was one of Haymitch's tips in the Hunger Games book. I really don't think that I would want to die on purpose.
A few hours later the pilot said we were flying over Rome. Teodora hit a few buttons and a door opened. The air was trying to suck me out of the jet, but I resisted. No way was I going to do this. I'm not ready for this.
But before I could back away, and call it quits, Teodora shoved me right out the door. It didn't feel like I was falling. I checked the wrist watch thingy. It was time to open the parachute. I grabbed the cord and yanked it as hard as I could.
I felt a jerk, as I went udward for a few seconds. Soon I was floating slowly and safely to the ground. I hit the ground hard on my feet. The parachute fell over me, blinding me. Finally, I pulled myself free from the parachute.
I checked my watch, 68 hours left. Not too long before I drop dead. Strangely, when you face the chance of death almost everyday, you don't think too much about your own life. It's not so scary anymore. If I die, I die. If I live, I live.
There's over a thusand ways to die, but what matters is what you did during your life. I got up and hurried away to the city. I landed somewhere on the out skirts of Rome. Inside the city, tourists and people were all over. I finally was able to catch a taxi.
I got in and took one look at the driver. He had dark brown hair, brown eyes, and he has probably had a few too many desserts. He climbed out of the taxi and walked around to my door. He started to talk, but I couldn't understand him. I don't speak Italian.
"Sorry, I can't understand you." I said.
"American, yes," he asked. I nodded. "I take your bags in trunk?"
"NO!!! I mean, I can handle my stuff. I prefer it stays with me." I answered.
"Beyblade is all about a Blader's spirit. I won't give in to a guy who has no respect for that, who thinks it's a joke."-Sora
The Vespers are going down!!!!
Posted at: 10:09 pm on September 10, 2012
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The Life of a Cahill (a story by me, AquaWolf324 aka Hannah Cahill)
OMG!!!!!! thats fandtasitcally greeeeaaaaaaattttttttttt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i lllloooovvvvvvveeeeee iiitttttt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I SURVIVED THE GLADE!!
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Posted at: 7:38 pm on September 12, 2012
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