A.N: Yay!!! My first Series of Unfortunate Events Fan Fiction!!! God I love these books…anyway! Uhhhh okay, I don't really think there will be anything to bad in this fic but hey…never know so just be safe…okay so…the first chapter will be short but oh well it'll be good. Oh, one more thing, I'm not sure how old Count Olaf is, let's say…oh…54? Yeah that sounds good, anyway if you don't approve of relationships between girls in say their 20's and guys in their 50's then please don't read it unless you can stand it cause I can assure you it'll be good! But I ramble!
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of A Series of Unfortunate Events and have no relationship whatsoever with Lemony Snicket…I'd put his real name but that might ruin it for some of you. Although who knows maybe I'm in V.F.D…and maybe I'm not. What was that noise?
Chapter 1: Ella Lindon
Ella woke up and turned over on her side. She looked at the photo on her bed stand, his back was turned to her, as it was every morning. "Oh Uncle Lemony, why won't you look at me?" She sighed and the twenty-seven year old artist stood up. She walked into her bathroom and stared into the mirror, she messed with her wavy brown hair for a while and when it was just right exited the bathroom.
Ella threw open the closet doors and walked in, she searched for an outfit and finally settled on a pink dress that went to her knees. She put it on and opened the blinds in her room. The sun sparkled down on the river that ran just outside her house and she looked into the forest that sat at the rivers edge. Something stirred in the woods, but she thought nothing of it.
Count Olaf snuck through the forest with the remainder of his troupe. Most of the troupe including Carmelita, Esme, and the person that looked like neither a man nor a woman had been captured by police. After a while he stopped and stared at a large house that sat across the river. "Is that the place Count?" One of the white faced women asked.
"I think so." He answered. "Now all we have to do is figure out how to get to the owner. So we can get those three brats."
"Says here the owners name is Ella Lindon. Is it just me or does that name sound familiar?"
"Let me see that." Count Olaf grabbed the file and stared at the picture for a moment. "Yes, she has the same eyes as her father, aunt and uncle. That's Mr. Snicket's niece." He sneered and looked back at the house. "I'm going to thoroughly enjoy killing her." He watched as the curtains in what appeared to be a bedroom flew open and there she was in the window.
Violet, Klaus and Sunny sat in the back of Mr. Poe's car as they pulled up to the huge house and the front door eagerly flew open. Ella ran down the steps as the three kids got out of the car. Violet handed Sunny to her brother, "I know her, I actually know her."
Ella hugged Violet and smiled. "Oh you've grown up so much I can hardly believe it! You much have been oh say five when I last saw you, and Klaus you must have been only, two or so. Yeah that must be right, I was only 18. Wow." Ella looked at the two of them and smiled, they looked so much like their parents. "This must be Sunny." Ella took the toddler from Klaus and smiled at her. Sunny bit her affectionately on the finger.
"She likes you." Violet said happily. Violet looked at her brother and sister and for the first time in a long time they felt like they were home.