AN: It's here! The sequel to page 47! This is going to be an extremely Rileycentered story. (So I know everyone is hooked now...) But anyway, the first chapter is a sort of prologue that takes place in the past and definately will help explain the plot a little bit. Even though no one said anything for or against it, my favorite OC ever, Riley's teenage sister Lexy, will appear as a main character in the story.
Disclaimer: Don't own National Treasure. I do have a Riley desktop background.
Full Summary: Ian Howe has to be the world's greatest criminal. But when he hunts down the Poole family's most prized treasure, a small book containing military secrets, crowd control tactics, and worst of all, a design for a bomb that could start WWIII, will Ben and Riley be able to stop him, or will Ian finally win?
Germany, 1944
Dierck Reinhard burst through the door of his home. His face was red and covered in sweat, as though he had been running at top speed through his war torn German hometown. The sky lit itself up behind the door, which was swinging on its hinges, as a bomb exploded grandly a few streets away. The little girl, Klara, in her mother's arms waved her hand sleepily and muttered something about the "pretty lights". Ten year old Theodor in the corner ran to the door and shut it. The door rattled as it slammed into place. Then he looked up at his father expectantly. Dierck looked from one member of his family to the other. Finally he gasped out, "Wir müssen gehen!" We must go. He spoke some English, but couldn't seem to find the energy to use it on this night.
"Now?" asked his wife, Lisbeth as another explosion sounded. "Nien. No. We must get to the shelter!"
"Now!" said the man a bit too harshly. "Pack what you can! We leave in five minutes!" She went obediently off to another room to pack for her three year old daughter and ten year old son. As soon as she was gone, Dierck slumped down in a chair and pulled a leather bound book from under his coat. He turned it over in his hands. "What have I done," he muttered.
"Papa?" asked the boy, coming up next to him. "What's that?" The man looked up sharply. Then his eyes widened as though he was just realizing something.
"It is a book," he said. "Put it in your bag, tell no one you have it." He removed a teardrop shaped pendant from his neck. "And take this. It is the key to unlocking the book. Just press it into the hole here," he pointed to a spot on the cover of the book. "Now, go pack, and hurry!" The boy sped off without further explanation. The father sat there with his face in his hands. "What have I done?" he repeated.
New York, Five Days Later
They clutched their bags to them as they observed the new country. Their new lives. A man stood there, tapping a pencil against a clipboard. "Where'd you come from?" he asked. Stupid question. The ship's only stop had been Germany. But Dierck answered dutifully. The boy's thoughts were back on the book. Why they had to leave. The reason had been simple, a short bit of writing on the books inside cover. Military Strategies, Weapon Plans, Daily Accounts. Adolf Hitler- 1939. The very words put heir family in danger and the boy knew it.
"What's your name?" The annoying man with the clipboard continued his interrogation of the head of the family.
"Dierck." He said confidently.
"Last name please," ordered the man.
"Deirck…" he thought quickly, using the first name that came to mind, it was on he had heard being called to a toddler on the street while they left. And it would protect them from Germany's Führer, Hitler. "Dierck Poole."
"All right, Derek Poole." He wrote it on the sheet, handed it to them and waved them ahead. Dierck sighed with relief and looked at the sheet. Next to 'Head of Family' was Derek Poole. Their new life had begun.
AN: Hope you enjoyed! The next chapter will have the normal National Treasure characters in it and will definitely develop the plot more. Review please!