Hardy Detective Agency featuring Hardy Boys Fan Fiction

Sam Hardy sat in his math class, staring out the window. He'd had a bad feeling all day. He drew his attention back from the evergreen fields and looked across at his twin and smiled. She loved math, where as he would much rather be outside doing sports.

When the bell rang ending the period, he got up and headed for his biology class. He waited for Natalie and then voiced the scary thoughts he had roaming around in his head they walked to class.

“Don’t worry, you’re just being paranoid.” she said reassuringly.

“You think?”

“Yeah, everything’s a bit hectic these days,” she smiled.

“I guess,” he said. Although the talk eased some of his fears, he just couldn’t shake off this feeling that something horrible was going to happen.

"I’ll tell Dad tonight," he decided as he watched the teacher walk up to the front of class and begin to talk about the respiratory system.

During dinner, Sam thought he saw a man looking in the window. Boy, my mind is really playing tricks on me! he thought.

Over the next week, Sam was sure he saw that same man everywhere he went. When he told his dad, Frank became immediately concerned. He told Sam not to ever go anywhere alone and to tell him immediately if he saw that man again.

That Friday, Sam was on his way home from his friend's house when he saw the man again. I can't believe I didn't listen to Dad and went walking alone! Sam began to panic. He noticed that this man had darker skin and seemed foreign. As Sam continued to walk home, he heard footsteps following him as he turned the corner.

Suddenly, Sam heard a voice in his ear as he felt a hand snake around his neck. “Try anything and I won’t hesitate to kill you.”

Sam froze and tensed all his muscles. Suddenly he felt a cloth being thrust under his nose. It smelled sickly sweet, and after a brief struggle Sam was soon overpowered and unconscious.

When Sam woke up there was a strange man in the room.

“Who are you?” he asked.

“Me? I am your fathers worst nightmare,” the man said with an air of confidence, speaking in a Russian accent.

“Dad? What’s Dad got to do with anything?”

“All will be explained when the other one is here. We made a mistake taking you, but no matter you’re still a Hardy.”

Sam soon felt the tip of an injection begin to pierce his arm, he put up a brief struggle but soon his world went black.

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The Hardy Boys belong to Simon and Schuster and the Stratemeyer Foundation. The Hardy Boys Fan Fiction authors of the Hardy Detective Agency have just borrowed them for an adventure or two. The authors promise to put the boys back when they are done with them. The authors do claim copyright to the original characters in this story. Please do not borrow original characters without express permission of the authors.