Disclaimer: I don't own the 39 Clues.

A\N: This fanfiction is a sequel to my other fanfiction A Lucian's Sick Entertainment, which is set after A King's Ransom.

My OC Michele Wang is in this fic, and she is one of the main characters again, so… XD

This fic is mainly about my idea of what the Guardians do; I hope it'll be interesting to read. :)

Chapter 1 Planning

Vesper Two entered Vesper One's office again, the room seemed darker than last time.

Vesper Three was also there.

She glanced at the teenage boy and sat in one of the chairs, and then waited for Vesper One to begin.

"Now we know that Michele Wang is a Guardian, and she has the secret ingredient, or knows what it is." Vesper One stated after a moment of silence had passed. He turned to Vesper Three.

"Did you get any more information out of your 'brother' before he was kidnapped?"

Vesper Three shook his head. "It seems that he only remembers some of the things about what happened just before Astrid Rosenbloom died, and of course, what I reported last time."

Vesper Two couldn't help feeling irritated and slightly insulted. She was Vesper Two, and the teenager was Vesper Three, but Vesper Three had much more information than her on this matter. And it was, as Vesper One had hinted, well enough for her to be invited to this meeting.

"From all we know, the Guardians aren't our best friends. Any suggestions on what we should do with the girl?"

Vesper Two knew that Vesper One already had a plan, this was just one of his ideas of fun.

This did seem to be a complicated matter. This Guardian was also a Lucian― a Cahill. But by what Vesper Three had reported, Michele Wang had just gotten herself in a verbal conflict with Amy Cahill which involved numerous threats a few days ago. She had also been a Vesper in training before, which was a rare thing among the Vespers. And what was more, Michele shouldn't have survived the explosion eight years ago…

She stopped herself from thinking more about it. She shook her head slightly at Vesper One and listened intently as he began to speak.

"We won't be able to do it by force, and she isn't to be afraid of threats." Vesper One said. "We'll have to do it by trickery, or other extreme means."

He turned to Vesper Two.

"Follow her and when the time is right, bring her to stronghold 6. I'll leave everything before that time to you. And I hope the dodging lessons and practices have helped."

Vesper Two didn't give a response to that.

Vesper One then nodded to Vesper Three.

"You've done a fine job with those Cahills. Keep it up. And I wouldn't mind if you become Amy's boyfriend."
Vesper Three managed a nod.

Vesper One turned back to Vesper Two.

"That Guardian is a difficult one. Make sure that you plan everything correctly. It wouldn't be a help to us if she decided to commit suicide."

Vesper Two nodded and allowed herself to smirk. She had already thought of a plan.

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Michele sighed as she studied the jade pendant.

It was made out of ordinary high-quality jade and had possibly been purchased at some ordinary jewelry store. It was an ordinary jade pendant that any Chinese child would wear. The only thing unordinary about it was the carving on one side of the pendant― a cursive capital G.

That 'G' stood for the Guardians, a group that Michele knew almost nothing about.

Another Guardian had been kidnapped by the Vespers a few weeks ago. A Lucian had been kidnapped by the Vespers a few days ago.

She was a Guardian, also a Lucian.

She rang a finger over the rough and uneven surface of the jade pendant, the side the capital G was engraved on.

It had been 36 hours since she'd found out so much: The secret of the jade pendant, the real reason why her parents had been kidnapped by the Vespers. And that she, like her parents, was a Guardian.

She didn't know what to do now. She hadn't even started on her third draft even though it was due next week.

The Vespers knew that she was a Guardian, and that meant they would try to do something to her sooner or later, though why they hadn't tried to do anything for the past seven years puzzled her.

And they didn't actually try to capture her when she'd broken into that Vesper stronghold a few days ago.

Should she tell the other Cahills about this? It would be extremely hard and awkward after threatening the leader of the Madrigal branch like that.

The Guardians were obviously not best friends with the Vespers, and a Guardian had already been kidnapped by them.

She didn't know if she wanted to know more about this or not. She could destroy the jade pendant and pretend that nothing had happened.

But the Vespers knew. And so did the Guardians, if they still existed.

That meant hiding. It would mean doing what she'd done before, but this time it would be slightly different.

It meant traveling with only a backpack and her laptop. But at least she had money this time.

It would mean that she would have no time to write any novels for a while. And she would live a Cahill way of life.

But she would be able to handle it better than last time. And this time she knew what she was doing.

She had an idea of where she would go to this time. She needed to know more about her parents.

Picking up her phone she called her editor, and after some waiting he answered.

"Mr. Johnson?" She said as she started her computer. "I'd like to postpone the deadline of that third draft to next month. I hope you don't mind. I…have some urgent family matters to attend to now."

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Guardian Number 100, or G-100, was in his office. His friend and colleague, G-90, was also there.

The two Guardians both had headphones over their ears. And both were listening carefully to the conversation between Michele Wang and her editor.

Finally they both pushed the headphones back at the same time.

"Michele is going to do it." G-100 told G-90. "She's putting down her novel for it, which means that she has decided to…" He sighed and shook his head.

"We should've helped her." His friend told him. "Hacking into her phone every time only tells us a little about her current state. She knows now, and that'll be risky. She did survive, yes, but at what cost? It doesn't mean that she wasn't affected."
G-100 shook his head. "It was necessary for us to test her abilities. And having her take on even half the amount of the responsibilities of G-96 at such a young age would do worse to her."

"At least we could've protected her."

G-100 touched the chain of his necklace, and then took the pendant hanging from the chain out from under his jacket.

It was made out of agate, and on one side there was carved a cursive G― the symbol of the Guardians.

"She had to recover, and how could we explain to an eight-year-old about why her parents were killed?" He muttered as he fingered the pendant. "She wouldn't have made it here. She needed to train, and be a bit older before she got really tangled into this. I would've waited until she was eighteen, but the Vespers aren't waiting."

He let go of the agate pendant and thought of that weighty piece of knowledge he knew. The simple knowledge of something that could…

"I have an idea of where she's planning to go to." He said to G-90. "Keep an eye on her, the Vespers know now. The Cahills don't know yet, but they'll have to get informed soon."

G-90 nodded. "I'll tell G-79 to do that. Should G-56 inform the Cahills, or G-62?"

G-100 thought for a moment. "You'd better tag Michele." He decided. "And G-62 will take care of the informing. This isn't just some minor issue that we can assign to less-experienced Guardians for them to get experience with. This will decide, as they say, the fate of the world."

G-90 took out his pendant, which was made out of amber. "G-84 is still being held by the Vespers. That means we have only 98 Guardians here. I've always had something against a child of a Guardian inheriting a Guardianship form his or her parent. The tradition promises the number of Guardians, but there are lots of disadvantages in it. I've always liked the Madrigal way."

G-100 smiled grimly at his friend. "Of course… I've never wanted to be G-100. No one would volunteer to become a Guardian. But like Madrigals, we have to prove our worth before joining the Guardians officially."

"If G-84 can escape form the Vespers I'll give him his pendant and let him figure it out on his own. Tell G-76 to keep an eye on him, will you? If he fails we'll have to give that Guardianship to some other child of a Guardian."
G-90 gave a faint smile. "If that child's parent is a Guardian with a lower number, I'd say that the child was really lucky. And if the current G-84 refuses?"

G-100 smiled grimly. "That's why the Guardians have that tradition."

"But Michele…"

G-100 closed his eyes for a moment as he remembered what his father had said to him fifteen years ago, and then he turned to face his friend with an even grimmer look on his face. "It's risky, but she just might make it."