READ THIS OR YOU WON'T UNDERSTAND A SINGLE THING.

Instead of going 'out-with-old-in-with-new,' I've decided to go nostalgia and relive some moments and fulfill something I promised a while ago.

The Number Three Forum in the 39 Clues (Fans to Fanatics) has a Story Factory. A Story Factory is where many writers come together to write a story, one passage at a time.

Currently, the story me and fellow authors are working on is about killing Damien Vesper.

I promised to publish the story, since my friends are rather pressed on time.

I publish the story now:

We currently have...er...

Let me get back to you on that.

We have Lapulta J.R.R. Cahill, who we will refer to in here as Laps, Lappy, Lap, Lapulta, Pulta, or (in rare occasions) Sarah. PLEASE NOTE: When referred to as Pulta, it usually implies this is her when she is immersed in the medieval world. Confused? You'll get it as we progress in the story.

We have Hello2323, who we will refer to in here as Hello. That's about it.

We have Evanescence456, who we will refer to in here as Eva, and perhaps Nessi, Clover, or Amy Lee. PLEASE NOTE: While her alibi may be Amy Lee Hartzler, her nickname is not.

We have Theo Telshalla-Arieda Gardner, who we will refer to in here as Arieda and pretty much nothing else. That's about it.

And, of course, we shall have me. I will be referred to as Iris and only Iris. And, PLEASE NOTE: Zinnia Hadley is an alibi. Nothing more. Confused? Read until you reach it.

We have (in retrospect at first, appearing more frequently later) RageRunsStill, who we will refer to here as Rage and pretty much nothing else...she doesn't play a big role until quite a bit later.

We will later have she who sets fire to the rain, formerly MagicCahill, who we will refer to here as Magic. And nothing else. PLEASE NOTE: References to her are irregular and may begin to deteriorate as time goes on. She was a rather late addition.

We will later have Dream's Penumbra, formerly DarkeningTurquoise, who we will refer to her as Turq and almost nothing else. PLEASE NOTE: You may not see her until a few chapters in, but she will be a very important addition...I say no more.

We will later have VampyrycPineapple, who we will refer to as Pine and (I think) nothing else. PLEASE NOTE: She'll be a late addition of uncertain importance...

We will later have DeviousDragons, who we will refer to as Devi and (I think) nothing else. PLEASE NOTE: See above note for VampyrycPineapple. The same applies to Devi.

There may be more people added, but we'll talk about them as time goes on.

The only people you have to note for this chapter are the people from the beginning to the asterick.

You may notice common POV changes. Well, that's because some people posted one line after one line, or posted a short passage, or something. Please don't be mad about it.

Oh, and, getting back to that, we have...ten people? Maybe more later.

If you're still confused, please send me a PM. Well, that's that!

Without further ado, onto the story!

OH, and one more thing: All these people are Madrigals of some sort, whether double agents or in by heritage. You'll learn what branch they are as time goes on.

And...the title...well, look out for a fly that lands on a blue button. ;)

"We have a time machine, and nobody knows how to use it." Lapulta put her forehead down on the panel and sighed dramatically, as if she were going to faint from lack of knowledge.

"It's not that bad," Hello rolled her eyes and tapped the glass sides of the cube. "Look. There's a button inside of it."

Eva scrunched up her nose and frowned. "Rage ought to be back any minute, and she's the one that made it. I counsel that we wait for her."

Iris cared nothing for the advice. "Come on," she urged grabbing Hello's hand and dragging her into the machine. "Rage is at her Ekat meeting! It'll take FOREVER for her to get out. Let's go!"

Lapulta looked up, finding Iris, Hello and Eva all standing inside the glass cube. This wasn't good. "We have to wait. Rage said we couldn't touch ANYTHING."

"What about this button?" Eva asked, curiously looking up at a big blue button in the top corner of the glass. Her voice was muffled badly, making it almost impossible to hear her.

Lapulta walked inside the cube, frowning and biting her lip. "Come on guys, get out."

"But we just got in," Hello begged. "One little push won't hurt, please?"

"We need Rage," Lapulta said firmly. "And that's final."

"THERE'S A FLY!" Iris suddenly screamed. Faster than any of the girls could say 'Damien Vesper', she had her jacket off and swung it around like a deadly lance, swatting it at the fly. Lapulta could see everything as if it were in slow motion; the fly landing blissfully on the high blue button, unaware of the jacket swinging towards him - the jacket big and red heading towards its blue target.

"NO!" Lapulta screeched. But it was too late.

There was a blinding flash, and everything turned black.

The last thing Hello heard before she was smashed into the time machine's wall was Lapulta screeching: "NO!" There'd been a moment of confusion, a bit of frantic shuffling, and then there was a blinding flash and…and…

Ugh! Darn it!

She couldn't remember anything else. Had she been mind wiped or something? No, wait…the only people here were her friends.

On that note, where exactly was here?

Hello eased herself off the wall, prying her eyelids open. Around her lay Eva, Lapulta, and Iris. All of them were sprawled awkwardly around the time machine. None of them were conscious.

Hello crawled to Lapulta and violently shook her by the shoulders "Lapulta, wake up!"

"Don't go into the time machine!" she yelled, waking up. "Huh-wha-where are we?" she asked looking around bewildered

"I don't know," Hello said "But, let's wake up Eva and Iris first."

"Good idea."

Hello started to get up, but a stabbing pain in her ankle stopped her and she fell to the ground clutching her ankle.

"What is it?" Lapulta asked.

"I think my ankle's…I don't know…dislocated or something."

"Great, just what we need." Lapulta sighed. "I know a bit first aid, I'll help if I can…but we really need someone to get it back in place."

Eva was in a dream. A blissful dream, full of rainbows and chocolate fountains.

That is, until SOMEONE woke her up.

Her Lucian/Madrigal instincts combined, she leaped up in a single motion and smacked whoever it was across the face.

"Oh. My. Gosh. I'm so sorry, Lappy!" Eva wailed, with an angry Lapulta glaring in her direction. "But I must admit, you deserve it. You should know by now not to wake me up!"

Eva hopped out of the time machine and looked inside her coat, inspecting her weapons: a dart gun, a dagger, a few mini vibro knifes, and a few poisons. Yep. All there and accounted for. There were all hidden in her black coat with dark red roses that looked like blood spots.

When she looked up, her breath literally hitched in her throat.

"Guys, you might wanna see this..."

Hello limped out of the time machine, followed by Lapulta, who was supporting her by the shoulders. Her eyes widened in horror as she watched the scene in front of them. A woman with raven-black hair and dazzling green eyes sat by a burned house, a man's head rested on her lap. Hello looked at Eva and Lappy, and knew their expressions were mirroring hers—a blend of fear, amazement, shock and anger.

"We went back in time," breathed Lappy.

Hello nodded her head vigorously, amazed that the time machine actually worked.

"Rage is going to have our heads," Hello muttered.

"Uh, I highly doubt that's our biggest problem. We're in the fifteenth century, for Pete's sake!"

"But how? I thought the time machine didn't work!" Eva exclaimed.

"I don't know" Lapulta said, still staring.

Suddenly a dark figure approached Olivia Cahill. The figure was dressed in a black cloak, and the shadows concealed most of his face, but all three girls recognized him.

"Damien Vesper," Hello spat.

Eva refrained from taking out her dagger and stabbing him right then and there.

If she did, it would change the course of the future drastically.

Hello saw Eva's fingers twitch, a sure sign that she was about to take out her dagger and kill Damien. Hello stared at her, at the last minute Eva's fingers stopped twitching. It seemed she had refrained herself. Hello stared at the cloaked figure; she too was having a hard time refraining from shooting Damien. She sighed and looked at Lapulta, who was oddly quiet.

"What now?" Eva asked.

Hello stared at the silhouette of the retreating Damien, grimacing.

"Well, while we're stuck here, we might as well find some food, clothes and jobs," Hello said.

"Where do we get all that from?" Lapulta asked.

Hello nodded towards Olivia.

Lapulta rolled her eyes. "Honestly? Gideon just died. You might want to rephrase your thinking. Women who are now widows do not readily give away their only possessions—especially possessions that were previously possessed by their own children who just scattered over the world. Think for a moment, will you?"

Both Eva and Hello glared at her, but Iris nodded. "Lappy has a point. Olivia wouldn't be best."

"So who else?" Eva snapped, fingering the dagger again.

Lapulta swallowed hard, staring at the weapon. It would feel so good to have that in her hard and step forward - kill him; let the knife slice through all penetrating material. Olivia was talking to Damien now - accusing him. Luke, Katherine, Thomas and Jane had already left. "We must make ourselves friends of Damien - make him trust us. Then, later on, we can defeat him. We must defeat him."

And all the girls smiled.

Eva nodded. Using her Madrigal stealth, she crept along the bushes, watching Damien the whole time.

She walked slowly, her footfalls not making any noise. She could barely hear parts of the conversation, and concentrated fiercely on getting closer…but something shook her thoughts out of focus.

Arieda stumbled out of the time machine, shocked and red faced. All she had felt was a crash and then everything had gone blue. Yes, blue, not black. Weird.

She studied the setting she was in. A rural area, filled with grass and green for miles to go. Probably somewhere in Ireland. Arieda's eyes widened.

It couldn't be. She looked back at the contraption that Areida had woken up in. Could it be a Time Machine? If so, then who else was in there? Arieda was sure she had heard voices before she had blacked out. Or blued-out, in this case. Deciding it was best to just keep walking and maybe explore the island, Arieda set off.

She was running along a dirt trail, when she saw some very familiar faces all looking at a point beyond a couple of bushes. What are THEY doing here? Were those the voices I heard? Or am I turning shizo? Areida thought. She was about to step back when she felt a sneeze come on. Due to her training, Arieda knew fully-well how to stop a sneeze without much noise. The problem was that it required a little arm room.

Something she didn't have. The branch near her cracked and caused all heads to turn to her.

Iris, Hello, Lappy and Eva all turned around, startled by Arieda's appearance.

"What are you doing here?" Eva spoke at last.

"I was h-hiding i-in the time m-machine," Areida stuttered. The others looked skeptical, but shared a glance and nodded. They'd met her before.

"Hey, want to join our killing spree-" Eva started, but was interrupted by Hello.

"Eva, this is NOT a killing spree!" she scolded, but a smile was spreading across her face even as she spoke.

Hello smiled at the idea of her killing Damien. She looked towards Olivia, who was arguing silently with Damien. Hello followed after Eva, careful not to make any noise. She tapped Eva on her shoulder tentatively before springing back as Eva jumped and pointed her dagger at Hello's throat.

"Hey, watch where you point that thing!" She whispered.

"Sorry," Eva muttered.

Hello waved at Lapulta and Iris to come forward.

"Okay, so we know we're going to get close to Damien, but what are we going to tell him? How are we going to gain his trust?" Hello asked.

"Well, didn't Damien have an obsession with America? Didn't he want to take it over?" Lapulta said.

"Yeah, so?" Hello asked.

"Well, if we tell him we've been to America, he'll readily let us in to hear our story. He's too greedy to resist" Iris pointed out.

"Yeah, that's a good plan," Eva said, looking at Damien with pure hatred. "But how do we get in without being recognized?" By this, she was referring to their visage. With Eva's Luke-esque trademark scowl, conniving look, and attitude, Iris and Lapulta's Olivia/Madeleine matrilineal heritage, and a variety of other similarities, it would be almost impossible to get in unnoticed.

Eva opened a bag, revealing a wig and a pair of colored contacts.

"A Lucian's always prepared," she remarked, pulling on the blonde wig and putting the sapphire-blue contacts in her eyes. She never had felt comfortable with her real appearance…

Arieda looked at Eva and sighed

"Eva, he's never seen you before today, I'm pretty sure he won't accuse you of being a Cahill right off the bat," Arieda said dropping her voice at the end.

"Actually, Arieda, we should probably wear such disguises." Lapulta quipped.

Arieda turned to her. "Why?"

"Because we all have a resemblance to the original Cahills, you know, like Hope Cahill and Madeleine Cahill" Iris answered.

"Well, yeah, but like I said—"

"And we mean really close," Hello added. "Like, freakish-clone close."

"Yes, but I highly doubt Vesper cares about Gideon's children. He won't recognize them, he won't recognize us." Arieda countered.

"I still think a disguise would be the best" Iris said, looking at a bug-eyed Eva.

"Well, we don't have any wigs or contacts like Eva," Hello pointed out neutrally.

Eva held out another bag.

"Here you go. There's another blonde wig in there, a red one, a dark brown one, a light brown one, a sun-bleached one, and a black one. And there's another pair of blue eyes, a pair of green ones, a pair of dark brown ones, a pair of light brown ones, a pair of hazel ones, a pair of amber ones, and a pair of black ones. Take your pick."

"I call amber eyes and red hair!" Hello cried.

Eva took out the red wig and amber contacts and handed them to Hello.

"Here you go" She said, smiling wryly.

Hello quickly fitted the wig on her head and placed the contacts in her eyes.

"Wait a sec..." Swooping down, Arieda surveyed the ankle. "I'm trained in first aid." Giving a sad smile, she wrenched the bone into place, and Hello gave only a small grimace.

"What about you guys, what's your pick?" Eva asked, turning to them after watching the procedure.

Areida stood up, looked inside, and chose the green contacts and light brown wig. Nervously, she popped in the contacts. Arieda never wore contacts before, and was half worried about the effects of wearing them.

"So, how exactly are we going to kill Damien Vesper?" she asked.

"I…I honestly don't know."

"You're telling me you barged in here without a plan?"

"It wasn't me! It was Iris who hit the button—"

"Which I did on accident. I'm terrified of bugs, in case you don't remember the last thousand times I've had you kill spiders for me!"

"Alright, we get it! We don't have a plan and we came here on accident!" Lapulta interjected wildly into the budding fight, huffing and restoring order. "Now, Arieda, why did you hide in the time machine again?

"Well, I sort-of got this weird fan-girl mad because I said something bad about Ian Kabra, and she chased me with a dart gun," Arieda blushed.

Despite the situation, Hello cracked a smile. "You got a fan-girl mad? And that's why you're hiding?"

Arieda nodded.

Shooting another I-can't-believe-that-actually-happened glance at Arieda, Hello smiled even wider. "What did you say about Ian Kabra that got her so mad?" She asked curiously.

"Something about a pig headed git," Arieda mumbled.

Lapulta snickered. "I dissed off a fangirl by liking Amy/Evan," she grinned. "Never felt better in my life."

Arieda laughed softly, glad she wasn't the only one with a run-in with a fangirl.

"Ooooookay...at any rate, I call black hair and black eyes!" Iris swooped in and grabbed aforesaid disguises.

"Um...Iris, I hate to break it to you, but you already have black hair and black eyes." Lapulta restrained herself from rolling her eyes with great difficulty.

"I know! That way, when all your wigs fall off and Damien kills you, I'll be able to come out and protect you!"

Everyone collectively sighed, Lapulta shaking her head while grabbing black hair and green eyes –always the Madeleine-freak.

Hello looked at Lappy, smiling at her obsession with the youngest founder.

"Okay, so we have the plan straightened out, but I still say we should at least check up on Olivia regularly while we're here" Hello said.

Lapulta raised her hand quickly. "I second the matter!"

Hello nodded gratefully to Lapulta.

"Thank you, Lapulta. Who else thinks it's a good idea?" She asked.

Arieda raised her hand. "I agree," she replied, to Hello's incessant smile.

"Thank you, Arieda! Anyone have any objection?"

"Nope," Eva muttered, playing with the gold ring on her finger.

"No objections to the plan, but wasn't Madeleine red-haired? To reference the picture in the Black Book..." Iris glanced pointedly at Lapulta, who stuck her tongue out.

Eva nodded. "I agree with Iris. Jade-green eyes and reddish-brown hair."

Hello looked at Iris and Eva and frowned.

"That really is irrelevant. We're trying to kill Damien, not be Cahill-appearance-wise historically accurate," Hello said.

"Ok, so all of us have disguises and we have a pla—er, a half plan. Now, how do we approach Damien?" Lapulta asked, reverently ignoring Eva and Iris.

Hello shrugged and looked at Eva for an answer.

"What are you looking at me for?" Eva demanded. "Look at her! She has the ideas!"

Eva pointed at Iris.

Hello rolled her eyes, though respecting the comment and turning toward Iris.

Eva sent an icy glare at Hello, silently objecting the eye-roll, and turned to Iris.

Frankly, Eva did not fancy being thrown against numerous people and waking up 500 years back.

Hello raised an eyebrow at aforesaid glare.

"Well," Eva said. "How do we approach Damien?"

"Give a girl some time, would you?" Iris said, rubbing her temples and thinking hard.

Arieda suddenly yelped.

"We don't have much time, 'cause here comes Damien!"