Disclaimer: I don't own Huntik. Please enjoy.
Summary: Dante's got two sisters. One hates his guts, and one is a little happy-go-lucky. What will the Huntik Foundation do when their youngest (and nearly the best) gets kidnapped?
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Dante's POV
I watched Lok watch Sophie try and solve her puzzle, his already solved by Springer. He thought I was reading the paper and Zhalia smiled as I looked up at him again, "Keep doing that and he'll notice." She smiled at me.
"Shh. Keep talking and they'll really notice." Cherit waved a claw over his mouth.
"Cherit's right Dante." Sophie said, getting up, "I give up, Lok, have Springer solve it." Lok grinned, pulling Springer's amulet out.
"Springer!" He called, waving the amulet around.
"Quiet!" I hissed, "The Organization could be listening!"
"Sorry, Dante." He looked sheepishly at me as Springer solved Sophie's puzzle.
"Sorry won't save you if a bunch of suits had burst in here." I scowled.
"Dante, the phone in the kitchen's ringing." Sophie called.
"Okay." Springer went back into its amulet as I walked toward the kitchen, "Hello?" I answered it.
"Dante? Thank god. Is Vivace over there?" I recognized the voice immediately.
"No, Reggie, she isn't." I answered.
"Allegra! She's not there! Go see if she's at the park!"
"Why me?" I heard a faint voice, "You just told me to clean my room."
"Skip cleaning your room!" Reggie shouted, "Find your sister!" I heard stomping, "And don't slam the," *SLAM!* "door." I heard Reggie sigh.
"I'll start looking around my neighborhood too." I said. I hung up and went to the front door, "Zhalia, you're in charge while I'm gone. Don't beat anyone!"
"You sound worried."
"I am." I opened the door. A young lady in her mid-twenties stood there one hand raised to knock on the door, the other resting on her bulging stomach. My older sister Vivianne, but I always called her Vivace.
"Hello, baby brother!" she chirped, as happy as when winter was coming around, "How are you?" I just stood there, looking her up and down.
"You-You're pregnant." I finally stammered, then, regaining my composure, stepped out of the way of the door, "Come in."
"Thank you little brother. What a gentleman you've become." She smiled at me. I cracked a smile.
"Want me to call Reggie?"
"No, don't. He doesn't like me coming over to such a bad neighborhood." She groaned slightly as she sat down on the couch, "I came over because I want to hear how my baby brother was doing. Are you still working for that foundation Papa worked for?" I sat down in a chair across from her.
"Yes, and I've almost reached the same status as he had for the most successful missions." I leaned back smiling. Someone knocked on the door, then let themselves in. I turned slightly, casually trying to mask the movement. I saw a figure step into the hall between the sitting room and the phone, "Hello, Allegro." I smiled when the girl froze.
"Hmph. You haven't changed a bit, have you, Andante?" She put more emphasis on the 'An' than she needed to.
"And neither have you. Still in track?" I hoped to lighten the mood.
"Reggie's waiting outside." Allegro looked down at Vivace, "Go straight to the car, and don't leave the house without leaving a note ever again." Allegro's voice turned cold.
"Fine, fine." Vivace stood up, "It was lovely to see you again, little brother. I hope my husband will let me out to come see you again soon." She reached for my hand and shook it gently, "Bye!" Allegro followed Vivace slowly.
"So. How've you been, Allegro?"
"None of your business." She mumbled, taking the door from Vivace.
"That wasn't an optional answer." I grabbed her hand.
"Touch Ram!" She hissed, sweeping her hand toward my left side. I grabbed her wrist and snapped it backwards. She cried out slightly and sank to her knees, cradling her wrist next to her body.
"Next time we meet, I hope it won't be as painful as this time." I pulled her to her feet. She gave me such a cold glare; I had trouble not shoving her out the door.