If you have ever read a book or watched television, whether for
entertainment, information, or to see how close the police are to capturing
you, you have probably heard of a type of genre called science fiction. In
this genre, things often happen that could never happen for several years,
such as spaceships flying into space, or people going back in time. The
Baudalaire children had of coarse heard of science fiction. Violet had made
several model spaceships, Klaus had previously owned a number of science
fiction books that he had enjoyed, and Sunny had a orange rubber toy in the
shape of an alien, a rather ugly creature from a different planet. However,
none of the children had ever had any reason to believe that they would be
any more evolved with science fiction than with model spaceships, books, or
rubber aliens. However none of the child had ever had any reason to believe
that their parents would be dead, and they would constantly on the lookout
for an evil man.
This story is a science fiction, but unlike others, good does not triumph. It is a very miserable story, and if you have read any of the Baudalaires' unfortunate tales, you will know what to expect. The only fortunate thing to say about this science fiction is that unlike others, the children's archenemies, a word which here means, "most feared and hated enemy, does not turn out to be their father. Even though, it would be better to read about aliens performing experiments on humans, newly found planets, and other frightfully exciting and delighting adventures, for this fan fiction may contain adventures that are both frightful and in a way exciting, none of them are delightful.
"I suppose you'd like to know something about your new guardian," said Mr. Poe, in an attempt to break the silence, a phrase which here means, "trying to make everyone feel less awkward." The banker was riding a bus with the children to a part of the city where the children had never been but would be living in for some time.
"I guess," replied Violet Baudalaire, the eldest of her three siblings.
"Well, actually, I don't know much about him. I only spoke with him for a few minutes. His name is Mr. Archer. I have the address right here, but this is just where you are supposed to meet him. If you-"Mr. Poe started to cough, as was his habit, then continued. "If you get off at the next stop, you should only have to walk a block to arrive at the place where you will meet your new guardians."
"Changai?" asked Sunny, the youngest Baudalaire, who was only a baby.
"Sunny was wondering if you'd be accompanying us," Klaus, the middle sibling translated. Klaus had read many books and was fond of research.
"I'm afraid not," replied Mr. Poe after he finished coughing. I must take the bus home if I want to get home before dark, and the bus only runs for about twenty more minutes." The bus came to a stop and the Baudalaires got off the bus. "Good luck, Baudalaires!" Mr. Poe shouted. Violet looked at the scrap of paper.
"Well, we only need to walk down that alleyway, turn left, then knock on the third door."
"Lygam," Sunny suggested, which probably meant something like, "Let's go than, it's getting dark fast."
"Yes," Klaus agreed. "Count Olaf may be hiding in the shadows waiting to kidnap us." Violet nodded and the three siblings proceeded, a word which here means "walked down the small, dark alleyway."
Count Olaf was a evil man who had been after the Baudalaires fortune since their parents died in a fire. He had kidnapped the two Quagmire triplets at the boarding school where the children had met. Count Olaf was also trying to get the Quagmire sapphires, which Isadora and Duncan Quagmire would inherit when they came of age.
"This is it," announced Violet when they reached the appropriate door.
"Zevbanre," Sunny said holding up a piece of paper.
"I wonder what it is," replied Klaus, taking the paper. "'Dear Baudalaires, Thank you for meeting me here, I would have liked you to come directly to my place of residence, but it was too far out of the way. Open the door where I will be waiting for you. Sincerely, Jonathan Archer.' Do you think we should?"
"What else can we do?" answered Violet. Sunny nodded sadly. Klaus opened the door and looked around. He turned to his sisters.
"I don't see anything. Let's go inside and look around. Nothing seems odd." But Klaus, as he found out in nearly a split second, was wrong. The moment Klaus and his siblings were inside the dark room, there was a beam of light surrounding them, and the room was suddenly very clean looking and the Baudalaires were standing on a white circle. A voice very unfamiliar to them spoke.
"T'Pol to the bridge. We have some unknown 'guests.' They have just arrived by the Transporter."
This story is a science fiction, but unlike others, good does not triumph. It is a very miserable story, and if you have read any of the Baudalaires' unfortunate tales, you will know what to expect. The only fortunate thing to say about this science fiction is that unlike others, the children's archenemies, a word which here means, "most feared and hated enemy, does not turn out to be their father. Even though, it would be better to read about aliens performing experiments on humans, newly found planets, and other frightfully exciting and delighting adventures, for this fan fiction may contain adventures that are both frightful and in a way exciting, none of them are delightful.
"I suppose you'd like to know something about your new guardian," said Mr. Poe, in an attempt to break the silence, a phrase which here means, "trying to make everyone feel less awkward." The banker was riding a bus with the children to a part of the city where the children had never been but would be living in for some time.
"I guess," replied Violet Baudalaire, the eldest of her three siblings.
"Well, actually, I don't know much about him. I only spoke with him for a few minutes. His name is Mr. Archer. I have the address right here, but this is just where you are supposed to meet him. If you-"Mr. Poe started to cough, as was his habit, then continued. "If you get off at the next stop, you should only have to walk a block to arrive at the place where you will meet your new guardians."
"Changai?" asked Sunny, the youngest Baudalaire, who was only a baby.
"Sunny was wondering if you'd be accompanying us," Klaus, the middle sibling translated. Klaus had read many books and was fond of research.
"I'm afraid not," replied Mr. Poe after he finished coughing. I must take the bus home if I want to get home before dark, and the bus only runs for about twenty more minutes." The bus came to a stop and the Baudalaires got off the bus. "Good luck, Baudalaires!" Mr. Poe shouted. Violet looked at the scrap of paper.
"Well, we only need to walk down that alleyway, turn left, then knock on the third door."
"Lygam," Sunny suggested, which probably meant something like, "Let's go than, it's getting dark fast."
"Yes," Klaus agreed. "Count Olaf may be hiding in the shadows waiting to kidnap us." Violet nodded and the three siblings proceeded, a word which here means "walked down the small, dark alleyway."
Count Olaf was a evil man who had been after the Baudalaires fortune since their parents died in a fire. He had kidnapped the two Quagmire triplets at the boarding school where the children had met. Count Olaf was also trying to get the Quagmire sapphires, which Isadora and Duncan Quagmire would inherit when they came of age.
"This is it," announced Violet when they reached the appropriate door.
"Zevbanre," Sunny said holding up a piece of paper.
"I wonder what it is," replied Klaus, taking the paper. "'Dear Baudalaires, Thank you for meeting me here, I would have liked you to come directly to my place of residence, but it was too far out of the way. Open the door where I will be waiting for you. Sincerely, Jonathan Archer.' Do you think we should?"
"What else can we do?" answered Violet. Sunny nodded sadly. Klaus opened the door and looked around. He turned to his sisters.
"I don't see anything. Let's go inside and look around. Nothing seems odd." But Klaus, as he found out in nearly a split second, was wrong. The moment Klaus and his siblings were inside the dark room, there was a beam of light surrounding them, and the room was suddenly very clean looking and the Baudalaires were standing on a white circle. A voice very unfamiliar to them spoke.
"T'Pol to the bridge. We have some unknown 'guests.' They have just arrived by the Transporter."