Verge

by tricolorwes

The clue hunt is over. The vespers are rising, and Amy desperately tries to unite the Cahill branches. As the branches remain skeptical, deciding to go their own path, the Cahill children also start losing faith. Amy initiates a mini clue hunt in a desperate attempt to bring them together. What they discover shocks everyone. They're on the verge of something... What is it?

1. Prologue

New York City, New York

Two weeks after the clue hunt

Everything was silent at the 103th floor of the empire state building. A dainty but elegant figure, clad in dark velvety robes looked out of the glass walls of the city's greatest sky scraper. It's all so beautiful, she thought as she looked across central park and the glinting glass buildings, reflecting light from the busy streets below where neon signs glowed in shades of pink, green, and blue and an occasional car or two flashed its headlights. Why can't everything be this way? She watched the quiet, tranquil streets of the night, her eyes trailing the last car on the street as it slowly careened out of sight. Why can't the world stay this peaceful? She sighed deeply and rubbed her temples with her long, delicate fingers.

Now that the clue hunt had ended, she knew better than anyone it was time to fulfill her promise with Grace Cahill - actually, and old oath that stretched centuries before, when Olivia Cahill had made her best friend pledge for the sake of the world, a duty that was passed down for generations, leading down to her. When the time comes, Grace had repeated, initiate the pact. Activate the quest. They'll need you most when it's over. She had wheezed into the phone, and worried, she had asked her if anything was wrong. It was a silly question really - everything was about to go wrong, and they both knew it too well. At the same time, however, they both knew they were nearing the end of a tiresome and neverending battle - they were on the edge of destruction and failure, but also on something much better. They both felt it. They were on the verge, alright. Though on what, she mused, she couldn't really say.

She pressed the button on the intercom which lay on the round table in front of her. Static ran through the still air of the room, then a voice rang out from the speakers. "Yes, Victor. It's me." She paused for a moment, "And yes, I am initiating the pact." She stared out, knowing the city - and the world at large, would never quite be the same again. "It's time we started phase two."