39 Clues - What Up, Fam?

A fanfiction written by me (I do not own 39 Clues, there are 7 rightful authors and it is absolutely an amazing series, you should check it out!)

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Fiske Cahill, the guardian of Amy and Dan Cahill, had left them an enormous mansion filled with all their needs. He was taking a few weeks off from work, and right about now he was somewhere in the soothing treks of South America.

"AMY! GET THE DOOR!" Dan shouted.

"Why do I have to get it? Why can't you?" Amy asked, but continued to walk down the grand staircase and see who had come.

"That's cause' Saladin likes it when I pet her!" Dan shouted, stroking their Egyptian Mau's fur.

When she opened the door, she found a small package. Taking it and searching furiously for a name, a date, or an address, but none were to be found.

"What is it?" Dan came over, and asked curiously. Grabbing it out of Amy's hands, he shook it. Saladin mewed.

"NO!" Amy recognized what it was and, just in time, threw it out the door. Sadly, the damage was done. Their intricate patterned door had melted into rubbish. Time to get a new door.

Dan spoke up. "Amy? You saw what it was, right?"

"What- what was what?" Amy asked, biting on her bottom lip.

"A big letter-V. They're coming."

As soon as Dan said those words, both of them scrambled to their devices and texted all their relatives to come over as soon as possible. A meeting was to occur soon.

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Sinead Starling was examining the serums in her lab. She had just finished calculating the amount of phosphorus in one of them when her phone rang. Checking the caller ID, it was Amy Cahill.

"Hey, Ames! What's up?"

"The Vespers are coming."