A/N: Review review review! I wanna know what you think after you read
this. Also, I apologize that this story isn't in paragraphs. Microsoft
won't let it upload with them.
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Now, I'd better warn you before you turn this first woeful page: This melancholy story should not be read by young people, or any people if it were my choice. But it's not, so the only warning I can give you is now. Close this book and do not open it again.
If you've ever been on a roller coaster, dropping from one hundred feet, that's how the Baudelaires felt as they flew downward in their wagon. or at least, two of them. Flew here doesn't mean they actually were flying. It simply means that they went very fast.
"Turn it! Turn it somehow! That bump will surely-" Klaus shouted over the bumping wagon and the rushing air.
"Can't!" Violet interrupted, also screaming. She wouldn't have normally cut off, here meaning speaking before he was finished instead of using a knife and sawing him open, her brother, but she knew there was no time. The gigantic precipice of rock was growing larger and larger in their vision as it seemed to run closer and closer. They couldn't turn. They couldn't reverse. They were doomed.
"Nooo!" Klaus yelled as he and his sister were pitched off the bucking wagon as it crashed into the huge rock, stuck.
"Amibieto!" Sunny shrieked from up above, where she was being forced up the mountain in another direction in a van with Count Olef and his assistants. "Amibieto." Meant something along the lines of: "Count Olef! Stop!" but he ignored her unintelligible cry and kept going. Her face turned white with fear as they fell away from her eyes. She gazed at them from the back window for what would probably be the last time. Even when her siblings had vanished from her sight, she clutched the back of the seat and stared at where they had been, looking, but not seeing.
"Klaus! Grab something! Quick!" Violet's feet slammed into a ledge where she teetered with the impact, but kept her balance. She watched her brother hurtle down headfirst.
"I'll try," he yelled, not able to look at her. His hand shot out to grab a large plant protruding from the side of the mountain.
"Oh, no." Violet muttered. Being an inventor, she knew this would not work with Klaus. If Sunny bit it, maybe, but not Klaus. Violet turned pale as she watched it happen in slow motion, yet as with Klaus, nothing happened faster.
His arm twisted. It twisted almost all the way around. Violet's faced, at that moment, was banished of all color, here meaning she was completely white with fear. Klaus groaned with the pain, and opened his hand over the plant. And he was falling once more. Down. Down. Down. Violet broke out in a sweat from where she speculated her brother and the distance to the ground, and she wasn't sure he would be okay. Down. Down. Down.
A/N: Will Violet and Klaus survive? Where will they go and what will happen to them? Find out in chapter 2! (Otherwise just review, because that's how you get the next chapter. Hahahaha!)
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Now, I'd better warn you before you turn this first woeful page: This melancholy story should not be read by young people, or any people if it were my choice. But it's not, so the only warning I can give you is now. Close this book and do not open it again.
If you've ever been on a roller coaster, dropping from one hundred feet, that's how the Baudelaires felt as they flew downward in their wagon. or at least, two of them. Flew here doesn't mean they actually were flying. It simply means that they went very fast.
"Turn it! Turn it somehow! That bump will surely-" Klaus shouted over the bumping wagon and the rushing air.
"Can't!" Violet interrupted, also screaming. She wouldn't have normally cut off, here meaning speaking before he was finished instead of using a knife and sawing him open, her brother, but she knew there was no time. The gigantic precipice of rock was growing larger and larger in their vision as it seemed to run closer and closer. They couldn't turn. They couldn't reverse. They were doomed.
"Nooo!" Klaus yelled as he and his sister were pitched off the bucking wagon as it crashed into the huge rock, stuck.
"Amibieto!" Sunny shrieked from up above, where she was being forced up the mountain in another direction in a van with Count Olef and his assistants. "Amibieto." Meant something along the lines of: "Count Olef! Stop!" but he ignored her unintelligible cry and kept going. Her face turned white with fear as they fell away from her eyes. She gazed at them from the back window for what would probably be the last time. Even when her siblings had vanished from her sight, she clutched the back of the seat and stared at where they had been, looking, but not seeing.
"Klaus! Grab something! Quick!" Violet's feet slammed into a ledge where she teetered with the impact, but kept her balance. She watched her brother hurtle down headfirst.
"I'll try," he yelled, not able to look at her. His hand shot out to grab a large plant protruding from the side of the mountain.
"Oh, no." Violet muttered. Being an inventor, she knew this would not work with Klaus. If Sunny bit it, maybe, but not Klaus. Violet turned pale as she watched it happen in slow motion, yet as with Klaus, nothing happened faster.
His arm twisted. It twisted almost all the way around. Violet's faced, at that moment, was banished of all color, here meaning she was completely white with fear. Klaus groaned with the pain, and opened his hand over the plant. And he was falling once more. Down. Down. Down. Violet broke out in a sweat from where she speculated her brother and the distance to the ground, and she wasn't sure he would be okay. Down. Down. Down.
A/N: Will Violet and Klaus survive? Where will they go and what will happen to them? Find out in chapter 2! (Otherwise just review, because that's how you get the next chapter. Hahahaha!)