Me too! We must be long lost cousins or something!
Also, many of you are wondering why Jazz is goth. I made her that way because of depression.
Disclaimer- I only own this story.
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Nacy, Bess, George, Jazz, and the other woman went off the plane. A man white white hair, and a black suit came over to them.
"I assume your Ms. Drew and her friends?" He said.
"Yes we are," Nancy replied.
"As you may know, I'm Vlad Masters," He said.
"Crazed up fruitloop is more I like it," Nancy heard Jazz mutter.
"Come on. It's a long drive," Vlad said as they walked towards a limo.
A man with short brown hair took thier luggage and put it in the back. Everyone took a seat. Nancy was next to Jazz, Bess and George sat next to each other, and Maddie and Vlad sat next to each other.
Maddie and Vlad talked, while Bess and George talked. Nancy only got to tell Jazz her thier names, because she didn't want to talk.
After three hours in the car, they made it to the castle. Vlad showed them thier rooms, and told the trio that they could go ahead and search.
"Could we search your study?" Nancy asked.
"Go ahead. Just don't mess witht the items on the fireplace. Thier very old, and break easily. Plus, thier not replaceable," He said as he walked away.
They saw the woman from the plane go over to Jazz's room, which was across the hall. She knocked on the door.
"Jazz? Come on! Come with us," She said.
"NO! I refuse to be around that fruitloop!" Jazz shouted from inside her room.
"Jazz, Vlad is not a fruitloop!" She said.
"JUST GO AWAY! I don't think I should call you my mom anymore!" Jazz screamed from inside the room.
The woman sighed, and gave up.
"What happened to the real Jazz?" She mumbled as she walked down the hall, and out of sight.
"Let's go!" Geroge cried, only to be stopped by Nancy.
"Guys, do you think we should include Jazz on this? She seems to know the castle and Mr. Masters better than any of us," Nancy said.
"Yeah, and from the sound of her conversation with her mom, she has something against Mr. Masters, and whatever it is, it's BIG!" Bess said.
"I agree. Let's ask her!" George said, going towards Jazz's room.
Nancy knocked on the door.
"I told you! I'm not going to walk around the castle with a fruitloop!" Jazz called from the inside.
"Jazz, it's Nancy," Nancy said.
Jazz opened the door.
"Yeah?" She asked.
"We want to know if you'd like to help us," Bess said as Nancy explained why they were here. By the time they were done, Jazz seemed intrested.
"Ok," She said as she lead them to Vlad's study.
When they got there, they all starting searching in different places. Jazz and Nancy took the book shelf, and George and Bess took the fireplace, and desk.
"Oh, look at this!" Jazz said after a few minutes of searching.
The girl gathered around Jazz to see what she had. She had a fake book in her hand, and in the fake book was a recorder.
Nancy took the recorder and played it.
"Sir! Dipstick's gone!" said a girl, from Nancy's guess, 16.
"WHAT? HOW COULD YOU LET THIS HAPPEN?" shouted an angry man.
"It's not my fault, honest!" The girl prostested, but was cut off by another man.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" The man shouted.
Some punches and crying was heard. Nancy's eyes widden. It was the same thing that had happened on the phone!
Nancy turned off the recorder.
"What a great clue!" She commented, as she put it back on the shelf.
They went back to searching when Bess bumped into George. George fell frontwards into the fireplace. She quickly grabbed the football statue to catch herself. To everyone's surprise, the fireplace opened up.
"Nancy, can we please stay up here?" Bess begged.
"Why don't you watch the door?" Jazz suggested as she followed George and Nancy down the path.
Nancy went in first, and they came to a room. It would have been wonderful, exept there were people in it.
3 of them were a green birds, with a red hats on.
The second was a man. He was also floating, and had blue skin with blood red eyes. He had a red and white cape, with black U shaped hair, and a white suit. His suit had black gloves, boots, and belt. (Vladdy!) He was watching the birds fiddle with a machine.
Another one was a girl, about 16, with white skin and blue hair that looked like it was on fire. She had a black shirt, with one sleeve, and a long black glove. She had grey boots with skulls on them and black pants with a grey belt the matched her shoes. She aslo had a purple, and blue gutiar on her back. (Ember) She was holding onto a boy.
The boy was about 14. He had on a white shirt, with dirt and blood stains. It was also torn, and a too big for him. His pants were also covered in dirt, and blood stains, along with tears in it. They were also, a little too big for him. He had blue eyes, and black hair. His arms, and face were covered in scars, and bruises. (Come on! You should know this by now!)Nancy noticed that he was barefoot, and was very skinny.
Nancy saw Jazz take out a small camera, and take pictures. Thankfully, it had no sound, or flash.
nancy turned her attention back to the floating people.
"I suppose you can't move any faster," The blue skinned man said, annoyed.
"We're 2008 years old! Be happy we're moving at all!" One of the birds snapped at the blue skinned man.
After a few minutes, the bird finished with the machine.
"Ember, give me the brat!" The blue skinned man said. The girl, now known as Ember to them, dragged the boy, who put up a fight, over to him.
The man took him, and threw him a jumpsuit.
"Put it on," He said, as he opened the machine. The boy opeyed and put it on. It was a white jumpsuit, with black gloves, boots, and belt. It also had a weird black symbol, which looked like a D with a P inside it.
Emeb, pushed the boy into the machine, which quickly chained him to the back. The boy was now sweating hard, and had a scared expression on his face.
"Ready or not, here come pain!" Ember said as she pressed a button.
They saw bolts of eletricity, as the boy screamed. A cload of smoke appeared, so they couldn't see anything else. When the smoke had cleared, the boy was on the floor, his hair white, and the jumpsuit was now black, with white gloves, belt, boots, and the weird symbol.
Ember walked over to the boy, and held his wrist.
"He's still alive!" She cried, surprised.
The blue skinned man was too, and then he scowled.
"Not for long! Leave him there. We have more important things to do," The man said, as he walked thought the wall. Ember followed him, leaving the birds all by thierselves.
"Florida anyone?" One of them asked.
The other two cheered as they flew through the ceiling.
Not caring about the fact that they may come back, Nancy ran over to the boy, with Jazz, and George behind her.
"Is he still alive?" Jazz asked.
Nancy felt for a pulse.
But there was none.
The boy was dead.