Obviously my attempt to 'upload two chapters instead of one' has miserably failed…
My cousins visited me, I had exams, I had to perform for Teachers' Day and a whole lot of things. BUT I should have tried to write the next chapters for my stories. I'm sorry for not uploading and writing another chapter sooner.
Thank you the anonymous reviewers ('Hello' from chapter 1 and 'Me' from chapter 3), luverinreadin (how's in going? :D), Luckyinluv (I love you so much! 3 In a heterosexual way, of course.) and Victorious-Mind for, well, reviewing.
THIS CHAPTER IS HORRIBLE and don't try to disagree with me. I'm better at telling stories than writing them out. Alright, I'VE WARNED YOU! So please don't hunt me down and kill me or torture me with Justin Bieber/Greyson Chance songs (No offence, I just don't like them…)
HEY, YOU! YES, YOU! LISTEN HERE! I've changed the rating of this story from 'K' to 'T' just to be safe. If you're not mature or too innocent for that rating, STOP READING THE STORY! I don't want to destroy your innocence. Even the sight of 10-year-olds swearing makes me sad, okay?
This disclaimer is dedicated to an anonymous reviewer by the name of 'Me' (hi! XD) because she/he said I made Dan seem like all he thinks about is food. :p
Me: Dan, can you please help me do the disclaimer?
Dan(Stuffing cookies into his mouth) NO!
Me(pouts) Why?
Dan: You make me sound like I always and only think about food! (Stuffs another cookie into his mouth)
Me: But you do! (Points at him) See? You're eating my cookies now!
Dan(Lifts bag of cookies) These are yours? Oh, well…
Me: DAN!
Dan: Fine! But just cause of the cookies. MiniAsianDoll doesn't own the '39 Clues' series.
Me: Thank you! Now take the cookies and go! (Pushes Dan out of the door) Shoo!
Amy's POV
"What do you mean that the ninja was a girl?" Dan yelled in my face when I explained what had happened. "A girl can't be a ninja! They're not cool or awesome enough to be one!"
"Just because I'm not 'ninja material' like you said so many times," I made inverted comas in the air. "doesn't mean the intruder wasn't." I said lying down.
I had woken up a moment ago in my own bedroom. I was told to rest by Uncle Fiske when I came to.
"Now that I think of it, Uncle Fiske what are you doing back so early?" I asked turning my head to see him.
"Dan had called me and told me to come home immediately." Uncle Fiske answered. "And I think we should leave you alone…" Dan opened his mouth to protest but Uncle Fiske continue with a calm tone "…so you can rest some more."
He stood up and a reluctant Dan followed him out of the room.
I was about to close my eyes and fall asleep when my cell phone rang.
Automatically, I answered it without looking at the caller ID first. "Amy speaking. Who's calling?" Wow… that rhymed.
"This is Ian, love. I heard you were assaulted in your apartment a little over an hour ago." I heard someone in a British accent say.
"Ian… please stop calling me that…" I said rubbing my temple. I was too tired to actually snap back at him. "And yes, I've been assaulted in my own apartment. How did you know?"
"News on Cahills travels faster now after the break-ins started, lo- Amy…" Ian said replying. "Anyways, it's nice to know you're in one piece."
"Mm-hmm…" I said nodding slightly. "Ian, I'm really grateful that you checked on me and all but I need to get some rest so I'll call you when I have more energy, okay?"
"Err… alright." Ian replied sounding not sure. "Cheerio then, lo- Amy."
I chuckled hearing him struggling to not call me 'love'. "Bye, Ian." I hung up and placed my phone on the side table.
It was so weird that I didn't stutter or anything due to my tiredness. I actually handed in fairly well. An actual blessing in disguise!
I yawned widely. Better catch up on my sleep to get back at those intruders. I rolled to my side and slept.
Dan's POV
Why is it me who misses the fun? Even during the clue hunt!
Amy got attacked by a ninja! That experience would've been great!
Plus, I wouldn't let the ninja dude get away like how Amy did. I could've handled that dude with my awesome ninja powers which Amy doesn't have because she's a dork.
Amy told me and Uncle Fiske that she was attacked by a ninja GIRL! That's impossible! Girls aren't cool or awesome enough to be a ninja, period!
I trudged out of Amy's room with Uncle Fiske so that she could rest.
"While Amy rests, we should have a look at those documents and that note you mentioned." Uncle Fiske said once he shut Amy's bedroom door.
"Okay…" I said flatly. I reached the table first and picked up one of the documents. How exciting! I thought sarcastically.
I looked at the title, 'Alana Flores'. Wait… Isn't she some Lucian? Why would her documents be here?
"Uncle Fiske?" I said not taking my eyes off the file. "Yes, Dan?" Uncle Fiske replied.
I showed him the folder. "Aren't these Lucian documents?"
Uncle Fiske rushed towards me and took the document out of my hand and studied it for a moment.
"You're right, Dan." He turned to look at me. "This is a Lucian document. What in the world could've brought it here?"
That's when I remembered the intruders earlier this morning and that the Lucian base in Russia was also broken into.
"Uncle Fiske, isn't that one of the stolen Lucian documents?" I almost shouted but I remembered Amy sleeping.
Uncle Fiske remembered it too. He grabbed the note that was left behind.
"Just as I thought…" He said after analyzing the note. "Another poem…"
He threw the manila card down. "What are they playing?" I could see he was fed up. I was too.
They attacked us, stole documents and our clues, left a hole in the command centre wall, attacked Amy and now they want us to solve another poem…
I picked up the card and fingered it in my hand. I didn't feel like reading some poem or trying to figure it out so I ignored the words. I was too busy being frustrated to care about the poem anyways.
Somehow, I felt as though I was missing something. I flipped it over and slowly examining it. I rubbed my thumb across its surface and felt some handwriting on it.
Uncle Fiske was looking at me curiously. "Is there something wrong?"
Without answering him, I ran to get a pencil. Before I knew it, I was coloring the back of the card black with the pencil. Slowly, words started to appear…
Unknown POV
I threw my backpack to the floor once I got into my room. I took off my clothes and head for the shower.
Nobody else was in the house but me. I was so glad of that fact because I didn't want anybody hearing me screams of pain as I treated my wounds.
Bruise and fracture, my body seemingly was abused to the most utter extend. At least that's what other people would think.
I had gone through worse, shot, stabbed, concussion, compared to my past experiences, this was nothing. But that didn't mean I wasn't in pain.
I fished my satchel which was hung by the clothes railing. I took out one of my needles and jab myself in the neck.
I should know better… The neck was one of the most sensitive parts of the human body. I was too much in pain to care because I also knew that the blood vessels in the neck pump blood fast.
That's why many drug users inject themselves in the neck for instant results. Using the same concept, I injected the needle there because the pain was getting more intense.
I should've treated my wounds earlier, after the break-in… I thought. Why had I been so stubborn and not listen to him?
The effect of my homemade healing drug was almost immediate. I could feel the bones healing and shifting to reform my injured bones.
If I hadn't added a few drops of morphine into the drug, the pain would be excruciating.
I wanted to use another needle to quicken the healing process but I knew the outcome. Each dose was formulated to give maximum healing without causing damage to the user.
Taking another jab would cause overdose, which carried more disadvantages than advantages. It would enable the user to not feel pain and able to heel from physical damage but many disadvantages such as horrible headaches, unpredictable mood-swings, constant vomiting, sudden stabs of pain and many more.
Distract yourself, DISTRACT YOURSELF! I commanded myself trying to fight the temptation.
I made my way to my typical wooden cupboard. I opened both of the doors and pushed the hanging clothes aside.
I grasped two small studs at the bottom corner of the cupboard's back. Pulling up with two fingers, I slid it upwards to reveal my private work place.
I walk to a replica of Grace's Cahill map which she kept in her secret library. I fingered a piece of green string I had pined onto the map. Janus…
Venice… I thought as I looked at where the string was pined at.
I winced as a memory came back into my mind. It happened frequently, strangely only when I was alone. It's as though my mind wanted to torture me when I had no source of comfort or sympathy.
"How did it go?" I heard a voice ask me from behind. I could recognize that voice from anywhere. He must've come in quietly and notice the open cupboard…
"It was alright." I replied as I felt him slip one hand around my waist. "I had to attack the Cahill girl though. She found me before I made the drop."
"Is she okay?" I heard him say with a slight bit of worry in his voice. He knows that I wouldn't want to hurt the Cahill children if I was given the choice but he also knows the extent I would go when I'm given an order.
"She's fine." I said reassuring him. "All I did was put her in a headlock and restrict the oxygen to her brain causing her to faint like her brother." I added in a-matter-of-fact tone.
"So they're both fine." He replied softly. He left go of my waist and stood beside me instead.
He tapped the pin lightly with his index finger. "Next target?" He asked me, raising an eyebrow and I nodded.
"Well, we better get ready then." He said with a sly smile.
Yeah… I decided to add Ian into the story but I don't think I'll be adding any romance into it. I didn't say what's on the paper because I'm still trying to figure out what to put there.
Can you guess who the unknown POV is from? It's kinda obvious, isn't it? Okay, try to guess who 'him' is from the Unknown POV if the previous question was too easy.
I want to ask if you guys and girls are alright if I added quite a few OCs in this story cause, well, I need to have a villain, don't I? Anyhow, please give me your opinion in your reviews.)
And just a heads up, it's gonna be slightly confusing and dramatic.
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