hardy boys fan fiction
MAKE A WISH
hardy boys nancy drew fan fiction
by
Cherylann Rivers
Chapter 19
hardy boy fan fiction
THE CHAPTERS
Unfortunately, Joe and Frank were not having much luck waking up their friends. "What do we do?" Joe implored his brother to help him out on this one. Frank felt the sweat on his forehead. This was like living through a nightmare. Still, he had to think of something. At once, an idea came to him.
"Joe! I think I have it! Remember before, you were trying to get us to attack Jeff and those guys?"
Joe responded, "Yeah, but the ropes and the chairs kind of stopped that idea."
"Well, do what you were going to do then. Push to the side. I think we can manage to fall on top of the guys. You'll probably be able to reach Biff. I think I have Chet."
Joe sighed. Leave it to Frank to get the fluffier landing. "Well, what if we can't get up?"
Frank paused. "Well, little brother, I guess we die about one minute earlier than we would have the other way. As it is, this is getting a little too close for comfort for me. Look at the clock. We have 41 minutes left. Are you with me or not?"
Joe took a deep breath. "Of course. On the count of three. One. Two. Three."
With that, both brothers exerted all the physical energy they had left and hurled themselves on top of Biff and Chet. The plan worked.
"H.. Hey!!!" Chet sputtered. "What's going on?"
Biff wasn't far behind in his reaction. He was jolted awake by the force of a body, and turned around to find himself within about an inch of Joe Hardy's face. They stared at each other for a second.
"Listen, dude," Joe said with a straight face. "Back up there. First you wear dresses, now you're all in my face. Is there something you should tell me?"
Biff's face turned red, and he leapt back and stood up against the wall, which he thought would make a good support system. It only took him a minute to realize that either he or the wall was moving, and another instant to realize it was the wall.
"What the?!" Biff shook his head to clear it, and stared at the wall. Then, he looked down at the Hardys, who looked extremely uncomfortable on the floor. Their arms looked painful behind them. Well, at least Frank sort of crash -landed on Chet, Biff thought. Suddenly he was angry. "Joe, man, shut up. Is this all the thanks we get for saving your sorry butts?"
Joe forced out, "Is that what you're doing? 'Cause you look pretty messed up yourself."
Finally, Frank managed, "Can you help us up, please? This hurts. Quit arguing for a minute."
Together, Chet and Biff, although they were handcuffed themselves, managed to push Frank and Joe up by backing them against one of the walls. Biff couldn't help but be thankful for all those pushups from football.
Now all four boys looked at each other. They were quickly running out of time. The clock read 36 minutes left to live, and the room was considerably smaller than it had been when they were first taken there. In the next few minutes, Biff and Chet quickly recounted why they were there. Chet stopped when he noticed Joe gaping at him.
"What?" he asked.
"Vanessa is HERE? You lost her? I can't believe this!" Joe was stunned and angry. As another argument was about to start, Frank suddenly yelled, "Knock it off! Hello, people! We need to think of a plan."
As the minutes passed by, Biff and Chet tried desperately to untie Frank and Joe, to no avail. Terror in their eyes, they looked again at the clock as they gathered closer together. Twenty - five minutes left before they would be crushed to death.
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Vanessa, meanwhile, backed off the frightened girl as quickly as possible. She stood up and took a close look at the girl who was staring up at her in terror. So, this was Iola. Vanessa hadn't quite been prepared for this. As Vanessa stared at Iola, she found herself feeling sympathetic to her, and she didn't know why. The girl in front of her was thin; too thin. She was very pretty, Vanessa noticed, but she looked pale and fragile, as though she had been through a terrible ordeal. Her clothes looked to be a simple gray sweat suit. Or, was it brown? Vanessa couldn't tell, as it was so dirty and ripped. Iola's pale skin was quite delicate and lovely, but was covered with scratches and bruises. Vanessa noticed that the girl was shaking badly.
"P... Please don't hurt me," Iola whispered. "I.. I promise that whatever you want I'll do. Please. You're not with THEM, I can tell. Are you new here? I'll help you. B.. But ...my friend. She's really badly hurt. I have to help her. Please. Please." All of a sudden, Iola burst into tears.
Vanessa didn't know what to do. At once, she felt her own eyes well up with tears. Oh, God. This couldn't be happening, could it? Vanessa fell to her knees beside Iola and, hand trembling, reached out to her and gently touched her shoulder. "It's all right," she said, softly. "I won't hurt you. I... I'm a friend. I want to help you."
Iola couldn't believe this. She looked at the pretty blonde girl. She honestly had been about to give up. She felt so sick and terrible and all she wanted to do was to find the lab and get Callie's cure. Well, here was the lab, but the last thing she had expected had been to be tackled. Maybe this girl was telling the truth. Maybe a miracle had happened.
"Who are you?" Iola asked. "My name is Iola."
Iola thought she saw a look of pain in the girl's eyes, but she couldn't be sure. In truth, she could barely focus on the room and even standing took quite a bit of effort.
"My name is Vanessa." The girl paused. "I am a ... friend... of Frank and Joe Hardy. I think you know them."
Iola's eyes widened in amazement, and she felt her heart stop. She covered her mouth with her hand, and managed to ask, "Oh! Oh! Is it true?"
Vanessa felt her own heart stop, but she managed to continue. "Yeah. I mean yes, it is."
Iola had to ask. "Did...did Joe ever mention me? Is that how you know me?"
Vanessa held back tears and whispered, "Something like that."
Then, she continued. "They're here, you know. And they're looking for you. And Callie." That name snapped Vanessa back into reality. Apparently, it had the same effect on Iola.
"Oh! Va.. Vanessa, is it? Oh, that's what I'm here for. Callie- she's really hurt. You know her? Well, of course you do."
Vanessa listened as Iola stumbled for words. "Listen, she's been injected with some sort of drug. I have to find the cure. I mean, it should be in here, right? Please, can you help me? She doesn't have much time left."
Vanessa felt chills run down her spine at those words. "Where is she?"
Iola responded, "Back. In the woods. I was scared to leave her, but I had to."
"Okay." Vanessa didn't quite grasp what Iola was talking about, but she sensed the urgency in the girl's voice. "Wait!" Vanessa had an idea.
Iola looked at her.
"If we find Frank and Joe, and Chet and Biff..."
"They're here, too? Chet?" Iola interrupted. Vanessa groaned. Of course. Chet was Iola's brother. She'd want to see him.
"Yes, they are. Listen," Vanessa was suddenly hit with the urgency of everything. "Before, some guys came in and talked about moving walls. I think Joe, Frank, and the guys are really in trouble. Help me find them. Then, we can all go and help Callie, right away. Think it's our best shot. What do you say?"
Iola looked torn. Vanessa realized she should help her up. Standing herself, Vanessa offered a hand to Iola, who shakily got to her feet. Goodness, thought Vanessa. She looks so fragile, like she'll break any minute. Still, despite this, the girl had a fierce look in her eyes, born, Vanessa assumed, from a long time of hopelessness and what else, she couldn't even imagine.
"Okay, friend, let's go."
Together the girls vacated the lab, being very careful to be quiet. Several times, Iola almost collapsed. She apologized to Vanessa, who shook it off and helped her. If Iola was this bad, Vanessa couldn't even fathom what Callie must be like right now. Vanessa reached into her pocket for a life-saver, and then realized that Iola could use it more than her. She offered it to Iola, who looked at it as if it were gold. Vanessa began to realize that something very bad had gone on, and she didn't like it.
"Thank you," Iola said softly, stuffing the candy into her mouth. "Maybe you'll be MY lifesaver, eh?" Vanessa looked at Iola. Good God. This girl, even at her worst, shared Joe's corny sense of humor. Vanessa had a sick feeling that, if they did make it out, she might have made the worst mistake of her life in helping this girl. Still, in all good conscience, she had to.
Iola, Vanessa was surprised, took the lead, and seemed to know her way somewhat around these parts. I guess that makes sense. After all, she did spend a long time here, thought Vanessa.
After they had traveled for a while, creeping around and dodging security, they heard a low, scraping noise in the distance. The girls picked up the pace. Finally they arrived at a remote corner. Peeping into the blackness from which the noise was coming, first Iola, then Vanessa, gasped in horror. It looked like there was a room separated from the others, and it looked like its walls were closing in. Neither girl had to say it. They looked at each other.
"They've got to be in there," Vanessa whispered.
"Let's go" Iola responded.
"How on earth do we stop this thing?" Iola asked.
That, Vanessa had to admit, was a very good question.
"I'm sure there are cameras around" Iola began, "so that means we have to work quickly. There's probably a door somewhere. Come on."
Circling the perimeter, the girls saw a door on the side of the room, but it was bolted into place.
That, though, was not what concerned them.
On the outside of the wall, next to the door, was a digital clock that was, they presumed, on the inside as well.
It flashed, in bold letters, "Minutes to live."
The number underneath read
"Ten."
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