This story does NOT have a happy ending. Sorry :[ A bit of VioletQuigley and IsadoraKlaus but not too much. When I type someone's name like this it means that they're the person who's talking.
Duncan..
I banged my head hard against the metal walls of the small, grubby jail cell, though it didn't hurt as much as being split up from my brother, sister and our friends. My name is Duncan Quagmire, and I am 14 years old. My brother is called Quigley, and he is older than me by 3 minutes, and my sister is called Isadora and she is younger than me by 3 minutes. Quigley is interested in maps, and would like to become a cartographer, I am interested in writing, and I would like to be a newspaper reporter, while Isadora loves writing poetry, so would love to become a poet. We're triplets, and unfortunately, our parents died in a terrible fire that destroyed our entire home, leaving us as orphans. But they also left behind the famous Quagmire Sapphires, which were worth THOUSANDS. Not only that, but they left many secrets. Like the secrets of VFD, for example, it was such a large and horrifying secret, no wonder they left it behind. We lost our brother, Quigley at the time of the fire, and we thought he was dead. Isadora and I were sent to Prufrock Preparatory School, and after a few years, we met the Baudelaire's. They were new not so long ago, and they are orphans too. Violet, the eldest was interested in inventing. She was beautiful, and her younger brother Klaus, was interested in research and reading. I think my sister was quite fond of Klaus. And Sunny, the youngest was interested in biting things with her four sharp teeth. Recently, she had taken interest in cooking, which is quite impressive for a child of her age. The problem is, along with the Baudelaire's, came an evil man, Count Olaf. Count Olaf is a treacherous person, more treacherous than words can describe. He had one long scraggly eyebrow, and a tattoo of an eye on his ankle, which was eerie. He planned to steal the Baudelaire fortune, and also the Quagmire Sapphires, but we were lucky enough to escape his clutches. Until now.
We live on an island. The Baudelaire's were unlucky enough to be washed up on this island, with Count Olaf. There were many villagers living on the island, until Count Olaf killed every single one of them. See, I told you how evil that man was. He used a very dangerous fungus called the Medusoid Mycelium which kills it's victims within the hour. He lurked all the villagers into an enclosed place on the island, and released the poisonous fumes, letting ALL the poor islanders die. Violet, Klaus and Sunny were trapped by this man, all alone on the island for weeks, until we arrived.
Quigley, Isadora, Fiona and I were washed up on the shores of "Olaf Land" as we had been thrown out of the great unknown. When we arrived we were greeted terribly by the horrible Count Olaf. He had spent a while constructing a large jail, while me, my brother and sister, Fiona and the Baudelaire's were asked to do his endless and pointless chores. He had finally finished building his jail cell. We could tell from his disgusting laugh, cackle, if you must. He had grabbed each one of us and thrown us all in separate jail cells. This is the story of our unfortunate lives. We're now locked in our jail cells, not knowing what was coming for us next. All I could hear was the sound of my sister crying. I felt so bad for leaving her. She was a very fragile and emotional person, who needed comfort , and she could NEVER deal with any kind of pain, never mind being thrown into a little jail cell by and evil man. I HAD to help her.