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Amy Cahill sighed as she picked up the phone, dreading the latest Cahill related catastrophe. "Amy Cahill?" The voice on the other end sounded like it was coming from Darth Vader, arousing Amy's suspicions.
"Yes, I am she." Amy kept any trace of the emotions racing through her from her voice, even though she just wanted to break down and cry. Being the leader of the Cahill family was too big of a job for a 15 year old. "Who are you? And what is the issue?"
"I am Vertamink (AN: Completely random, I just selected random letters. Sorry). The issue is that the Cahill family has been fighting for far too long."
Amy felt a sharp pain in the back of her head, and then there was blackness.
Jonah Wizard slipped carefully into the club, making sure that his handsome and well known face was hidden under the mask. He was eternally grateful to Miley Cyrus for opening this exclusive, masquerade club. Jonah instantly joined the people on the dance floor, enjoying the way they treated him like an equal, instead of the hip-hop star he was. A woman wearing a wolf mask started dancing with him, and Jonah grinned at her. A new song came on, and Jonah wasn't surprised to hear his new hit-single, "Ain't Nobody like Me" (AN: I thought that sounded particularly Jonah-esque) over the speakers. After the four and a half minutes were up, the wolf-girl disappeared into the crowd, reappearing instantly, gesturing for follow her. Jonah followed cautiously, relaxing when she led him to the table near the back door, the only non-alcoholic punch was over there. She poured a glass of the punch, added a packet of the necessary sugar, and passed the glass to him. Jonah nodded his appreciation before taking a long gulp. The punch tasted weird, but Jonah had barely registered that before the room started spinning. The spinning increased speed, causing everything to blur, before fading in to darkness.
Ned and Ted Starling were lying in hospital, recovering from the surgeries that had been used to reverse the effects of the bomb at the beginning of the Clue Hunt. Ted was examining the room, delight at being able to see again visible on his face. Ned was continuously making large noises and sudden movements to see if it brought on a headache, then grinning when nothing happened. A nurse stuck her head in through the door and smiled when she saw that they were awake. "Oh good, you're up. We start your exercises as soon as you are done with your dinners. Eat up!"
The nurse left the room, leaving the two hungry boys a bowl of soup and a piece of Black Forest cake each. Ted and Ned fell on the food like they hadn't eaten in days, and almost literally inhaled their food. As one they sat back, stiffened, and then rolled their eyes back into their heads, unconscious.
Dan Cahill, Hamilton Holt, and Atticus Rosenbloom were in the game room of the Cahill mansion, engaged in a furious battle on World of Warcraft. (AN: Do you actually battle in WoW? I have no idea.) The door swung open behind them, but they paid no attention to it assuming that it was Nellie. They didn't notice three figures clothed completely in black creep up behind them, raise bats, and then bring them down with a crack. They did notice the pain, and then the blackness.
Jake Rosenbloom, Ian Kabra, Natalie Kabra, Reagan Holt, Madison Holt, and Nellie Gomez were enjoying dinner when they heard a crash from upstairs. Reagan and Madison jumped to their feet, ready to fight or flee. "Relax." Nellie told them, "It was Dan, Hamilton, or Atticus or all three of them. Does this sushi taste different to anyone else? I'm pretty sure that sushi shouldn't taste like this."
The drug kicked in the minute she finished her sentence, causing the six Cahill's to fall to the floor, unconscious. And the figures in black picked them up and carried away.