An: Surprisingly, I'm not dead! A lot has just been going on. But I'm back. Because of how I haven't updated my stories in forever I thought I've give you guys a present. A brand new story! So yeah, I'll be updating my stories more often, hopefully. Especially this one, Were the children of Greek WHAT'S, Hi nice to meet you again, I'm Isabella Volturi, 18 kids, Alice Brandon the daughter of the greatest spies ever, a Alicerella Story, Ice Pixie, and It all changed in third grade.
Third person pov
Five minutes before she died, Sophia Brandon changed her will.
Her lawyer brought out the alternate version, which had been her most guarded secret for seven years. Whether or not she would actually be crazy enough to use it, Max Golden had never been certain.
"Madam." He asked
"Are you sure?"
Sophia gazed out the window, across the sunlit meadows of her estate. Her dog, Christina, snuggled beside her as she had throughout her Sophia's illness, but her presence was not enough to comfort her today. She was about to set in motion events that could end civilization.
"Yes Max" Sophia's breath was painful
"I'm sure"
Max broke the seal on the brown leather folder. He had been Sophia's adviser, her closest confidant, for half her life. They'd shared many secrets over the years, but none as perilous as this.
Max held the document for Sophia to review. A fit of coughing wracked her body. Christina whined in concern. Once the coughing passed, Max helped her take the pen. Sophia scrawled her weak signature across the paper.
"They're so young" Max lamented
"They're only 17, if only their parents-"
"But my daughter and son in-law, their parents didn't" Sophia interjected bitterly
"And now their children must be old enough, they are our only chance."
"And if they don't succeed-"
"Then five hundred years of work have been for nothing. Everything collapses. The family, the world-all of it."
Max nodded grimly. He took the folder from Sophia's hands.
Sophia sat back, stroking Christina's black and brown fur. The scene outside the window made her sad, it was too gorgeous a day to die. She wanted to have one last picnic with the now 17 quadruplets. She wanted to be young and strong and travel the world again.
But her eyesight was failing. Her lungs labored. She clutched her sapphire necklace, it matched her bracelets, and ring. They were good luck charms she had found in china years ago. They'd seen her through many close calls with death, many lucky misses. But the good luck charm couldn't help her anymore. Sophia worked extremely hard to prepare for this day. Still there was so much she left undone…..so much she hadn't told them.
"It will have to be enough" Sophia whispered
"The Brandon family's …and the worlds fate lies in the hand of the ones who accept the challenge.
And with that, Sophia Brandon closed her eyes for the last time.
So how was it?!
