A/N: I'm back! But please, don't kill me.
My Interwebs is being a jerk therefore, I could not update on my story, I made this one as a cure to not having Interwebs so viola! I made a story about something other than Twilight.
Disclaimer:
Me: I don't own the 39 Clues, Rick Riordan and Scholastic do.
Dan: WE HAVE THE SECOND CLUE!
Ian: No, I do!
Amy: That was a clue to the clue.
Ian: You're just trying to throw me off!
Me: SHUT UP!
-Stephenie Meyer comes in-
Stephenie: First you try to steal my characters and now Rick's!? D-
Me: -shoves a 39 Clues book in her mouth- :D
P.S I just finished One False Note and it was the Foshnicklez.
Back to Basics
Back to Reality
Setting: Catacombs
Time: Post-Maze of Bones Pre-One False Note
Summary: Ian Kabra finally figured out what the vial Amy gave him did, it brought back the four original Cahill's, only so much younger. Now they must learn what it means to be family again, or suffer the consequence of death.
Ian was more than happy with what had just happened, he was overjoyed. He looked at the glowing green vial. "What do you do my friend?" He asked, stroking the glass with one finger. Natalie looked at him as if he was a schizophrenic homeless man. "What?" He asked Natalie, infuriated. "Nothing, you just sound like a crazy person." She stated simply. He just rolled his eyes and opened the window of the taxi.
The cap on the vial fell off and several drops fell onto the ground. "No!" Ian yelled, rolling the window back up and covering the vial with his hand. Natalie threw her head back and sighed. "Wow, no wonder you're not an Ekat." She mumbled. "Shut your trap, Natalie! That stuff just fell on the ground and I have no idea what the heck it does!" He snapped impatiently.
Natalie just rolled her eyes.
The people of Paris stopped in their tracks as a line of glowing green liquid rolled its way over to the catacombs. As slid its way down the stairs into the room where the vial was found, it made a sharp turn into a crack where the mural of the branch creators was. It encased itself around Luke Cahill and made its way to Katherine. It oozed around Thomas and glided its way to Jane, encasing her as well. The mural seemed to be 3D but the paintings were actually coming to life.
Luke was the first to fall, but instead of being a man well in his early thirties, he was a young fourteen year old teenage boy. Katherine fell right beside him, in the same state of shock and confusion. Thomas followed suit as did Jane. They looked at each other and down at themselves. Their clothes appeared as if they were of this time, not their own. Their weapons were discarded in the wall as well as their names.
"W-What is going on?" Katherine spoke, shocked by the way her voice sounded, as if she was brand new, though the charm of the words used in the olden days was gone. "I have no clue, but, seriously, this is really starting to creep me out." Luke replied, shocked as well. "I was asking myself you little twat! You have no right to butt into my conversations with--" She screeched, but was cut short by the fact that she sounded like a complete mad woman.
"Your conversations with who, Katherine, yourself?!" Jane jeered. Katherine bowed her head in shame and stood up. "I'm smart enough to know my way out from here, don't try to follow." She muttered, tears stinging in her eyes. She walked a couple feet away from the three, only to get pulled back by a glowing green line that tugged her back next to Luke.
Thomas bit his lip but couldn't suppress the laughter that was deep in his chest. Soon enough, he belted out with a laugh so loud, Katherine bet Paris could hear from down here. Katherine looked down at her ankle; the glowing green line was gone. "Luke, would you mind trying to go more than 16 feet away from us?" She asked, trying to figure out what was going on. "Okay, fine." He replied, completely uninterested.
He stood up and walked to the exact spot where Katherine stood and was pulled all the way back to Katherine on his butt. Katherine didn't laugh; she only looked at the thinning green line and grabbed it. She pulled up the line and studied it carefully. "It seems to be a Lucian creation, no Ekaterina would ever invent something that would keep someone trapped to a bunch of imbeciles." She said, mournfully.
Then Luke said something that shocked and surprised the other three Cahill's.
"Stupid Lucians."
A/N: TADA! THE PRODUCT OF SUCKY INTERWEBS!
:D
P.P.S REVIEW!!!!! OH AND TELL ME YOUR BRANCH CUZ I KINDA LIKE TA KNOW.
P.P.P.S I'M AN EKAT!
