This is the sequel to 13. Read that first.

Chapter 1

“C’mon Ell! We’re gonna be late!” Perry, my best friend ever said as she shook me awake.

“It’s to early! Let me sleep!” I groaned.

“Ellie, Perry’s right. You should get up soon because you know how coach can be when we’re late,” Lizzie said.

“Fine!” I said as my friends dragged me out of bed. The 5 of us had spent the night like we always do on weekends, because we have to carpool to the club.

“I can’t wait till I have my own license,” said Emmy, when we were finally in the car.

“Then people will have to stay off the roads!” Iz said.

Emmy, who had a window seat, looked out of the window and was obviously hurt by Iz’s remark.

“Hey Em, she didn’t mean it,” I said.

“No, it’s not that. Why aren’t we going to the club?”

“We are!”

“No, look out the window. Does this look at all familiar to you?”

“Come to think of it no. Mom, where are we? Mom?” I started to panic. “Mom stop the car.”

“I hate to break it to you, but I am not your mother.” said the stranger. That voice seemed oddly familliar.

“Who are you?” I asked, now shaking with fear.

“Your worst nightmare!” the stranger said as she stopped my mom’s car in a parking lot next to a gloomy looking factory.

“We’re here children! So get out!” the stranger said the first sentence in a sing song voice, but the second in a harsh gravelly tone. Then she handcuffed us to the telephone poll and went inside the building.

“Where are we?”

“What is going to happen?”

“I am scared!”

“Does anyone have a cell phone?” I asked, and as usual I was not heard over the others frightened chatter.

“Does anyone have a cell phone?” I asked again, this time louder. The others must have thought I was the woman that captured us talking and coming out of the factory because they talked even louder.

“DOES ANYONE HAVE A CELL PHONE?” I yelled. I had had it with their ridiculous chatter.

“Yes, I would like to collect all of your electronic devices. Give them here!” said the strange woman.

“Before we do, I would like to ask you one simple question,” I said in my plan-hatching voice.

“And what would that be sweetie?”

“What is your name?”

“I am afraid I cannot disclose that kind of information hon. But would anyone like a cookie?”

“Me!”

“Me!”

“Me!”

“Me!”

“No thank you. I just ate,” I said as I tried to think of a way to get us out of this mess.

Chapter 2

We had spent the night locked up. Emmy and Lizzie had intertwined themselves in their sleep and when I woke up in the middle of the night, I found that Perry had managed to get herself on top of me.

“Argh!” I said as I tried to get up.

“Huh?” asked Perry, groggily. “Where am I? Ellie is that you? I can’t see anything. I’m so tired.”

“No Perry! Don’t go back to sleep!” I shook her limp body.

It was no use. She could not be woken. Just then I noticed that no one had their phones any more. Of course! The cookies had sleeping meds in them, so the bad people could get the phones off without any struggle! And I didn’t eat them, so that’s why I was awake then. What was I supposed to do? A year ago, I was in this situation too. Where I didn’t know what to do. but this time I was stronger. I had my friends who were closer to me then sisters behind me (or on top of me). ‘Wait a sec,’ I thought ‘thats why the voice seemed so familliar! But why would my sister do this? She was always kind and gentle to me. Why would she turn on her own family?’ I itched to say this to Perry, but she was obviously not going to listen. I still had to try.

“Perry! WAKE UP!”

“What?”

“Get UP!”

“Okay! What for?”

“I need you to just listen to me. Don’t say anything. Just listen.”

“Fine. Talk to me.”

“I know what the bad persons name is. In fact, I am related to her. She is my sister.”

“Shut up!” Perry exclaimed. She wasn’t accustomed to people telling secrets to her. She wasn’t the gossip type.

“Sh! And I knew my sister well, so I can guess what she will ask us to do next. I think she will ask us to show off our talents. Do what she says Perry, or else you will be in trouble. Got it?”

“Yes, Sensei! I give you my word!” Perry said

“All right, now go back to sleep, and forget what I told you.”

But Perry was already snoring like in elephant, probably dreaming about what I had told her.

Chapter 3

“Rise and shine sunshines! You have a big day ahead of you!” my sister said sing-songish

“It’s to early!” I yelled. I wasn’t a morning person.

“Get up!” my sister yelled in the same gravelly voice that she used to tell us to ‘get out’ of the car the previous day.

“Okay! I’m up!” I said. I didn’t want to anger my sister, because god only knew what horrible things she had planned for those who disobeyed her.

“Get ready.”

“Getting ready.” I muttered under my breath.

“All righty then. Let’s head to the pool!” Perry and I exchanged nervous glances. I had been right about her making us show off our talents.

When we got to the pool, my sister told us to change in less than a minute, or she was coming in. She gave us a small closet to change in. It was dark and since there was no light, it was scary.

“Ellie, why are we doing this?” Iz asked, in her usual stern voice, but even in the dark, everyone could hear the frightened part in her voice.

“Because this woman can be dangerous,” I said as I pulled the strap on my bathing suit to make sure it wasn’t twisted.

When we were all done changing, I went to open the door. When I tried to turn it, it wouldn’t turn.

“Um… does anyone have a bobby pin? She locked us in.”

“I have some in my bag!” Lizzie said. “Never leave home without them. I have to keep my hair up always because it gets in my way when I swim”

It was a couple minutes to find Lizzie’s bag and the bobby pins in it, but when we did, and we had unlocked the door, my sister was waiting right outside.

“I thought you said you’d come in!” I yelled at her.

“I had to test your intelligence. And don’t talk to me like that. I’m giving you a once in a life time chance to be one of the greats! To be extraordinary! To be seen on television! To be gossiped about!”

“We have all that we want and need! What if we don’t want to do things extraordinary outside of the club? What if we don’t want to do extraordinary things for you? What if we don’t want to be your slaves? To do things just so you and your partners get the profit? Just let us go!” I yelled in her face.

All of the anger I had built on the police putting my sister in jail was now reversed on letting her go. Why had they let such a horrible person go? I had to blink back tears of happiness and sadness. She had murdered before, and I’m sure she would do it again if she wanted to. I had thought she would have changed, and in a way she did, but it was a step in the wrong direction.

“I thought you would have changed with all that time in prison. I guess I was wrong.” I said.

I ran to the door to the pool and opened it. I climbed down the latter and started warm up. Like all other race swimmers, you can’t just start to race and beat everyone you go up against. You have to work up to it.

My sister came in after me and said: “Um… what are you doing?”

“What does it look like? I’m swimming. Oh, am I doing that wrong too? How do you want me to do it, oh great one?”

“Don’t sass me young lady. I will break your limbs one by one. Hearing you cry out in pain will calm my nerves. Now, who wants to go first?”

“First to do what?” asked Emmy, shyly.

“First to show off the talent that you have, darling. Would you go first for me dear? You will be rewarded.”

“Yay!” said Emmy. Being the youngest, she was the one most likely to fall under my sister’s spell.

Chapter 4

“Ready honey?” my sister said.

“Yup!” said Emmy as she walked on to the diving board.

For those of you who have not read 13, Emmy is a skilled springboard diver. She can do a triple flip double twisted dive flawlessly. She is a damn good springboard diver.

“3, 2, 1, go!” My sister screamed. Emmy did her specialty. My sister was cheering so loud that we had to cover our ears.

“Bravo! Bravo! Sweetie, you are amazing! Wow!” My sister was so good at possessing people like she was doing to Emmy.

“Thank you! But, I’m not that good. I just practice. A lot. 12 hours a day on weekends. Well, I guess I am that good. But still, thank you.”

“You’re welcome hon. Now, who wants to go next?” After all the praise that Emmy had gotten, my friends all wanted to top her performance.

“Me!” Iz said.

“Me!” Perry said.

“Me!” Lizzie said.

“Now what I really want to see is some old fashioned race swimming. Is that someone here’s specialty?” she asked boldly but with a hint of knowingness.

“Yeah!” said Emmy, “Ellie’s!”

“Ooh! May I just say that I am a big fan of the Olympic race swimmer Missy Franklin. She is such a good swimmer. But back to you. Can I just see one swim?”

“Of course you can,” said Emmy looking at me with a stern look.

“Of course I can,” I repeated through gritted teeth.  I couldn’t believe it! My own friend was turned against me by my own sister!

“Okay. Well first we should let you warm up a little more. Keep the blood moving so that on the career changing swim of you’re life you don’t fall asleep under water.”

But by the time she finished that statement, I was already down the pool, back, and getting out.

“Why are you getting out, whats-her-face?” My sister said, as she had closed her eyes when speaking and thought that I was just standing in the shallow end where I had been before she started talking, waiting for her to finish her not so helpful comment.

“I showed you my talent. Now let’s get this over with so we can go to our rooms. I mean cells.”

“What do you mean you already done? I have witnesses!”

“Actually,” said Lizzie, “she did already swim. You were just to stupid to watch.”

“Excuse me?” my sister said, taken aback. “What did you just say to me?”

“Yeah that’s right. I called you stupid.  Whatcha gonna do about it?” Lizzie said.

I knew that Lizzie was trying to protect me, but she had pushed my sister way, way, way to far.

“I’M GONNA MAKE YOU WISH YOU WERE MUTE, LITTLE ONE!” Said my sis in her gravel voice.

As she said that she took poor Lizzie by the arm, threw her over her head, smashed her to the ground then body slammed her so hard that there was an imprint in the pool deck.

“Lizzie! LIZZIE!!!!!” I screamed in her ear. It was so hard for me to sit down and think about what I needed to do because in situations like these I often get sidetracked. Luckily, this time I didn’t have to think. I knew and took and was constantly practicing Kung Fu (for those who read 13 are probably thinking ‘why didn’t you mention Kung Fu in 13? That is because Ellie started Kung Fu just after she created the club). I did a back fist into her stomach and while she was down on the ground, I did a flip into a vertical front kick where she wouldn’t want to be kicked.

“Why would you ever want to hurt someone? Because it makes you happy? Because you have to? Because you were treated like shit in jail? If it was the last one, then you are still going to hurt people, because we won’t treat you any higher here than in jail.” I said to her groaning face. By that time I had already thought of an escape plan, complete with 15 back ups. I guess my brain was as fast as my body. I picked up Lizzie with the help of Iz and Perry and we started are escape. It didn’t take long before we hit a dead end in the maze of halls and rooms that make up this building. But I knew my sister to well. It just looked like a brick wall, but there was one brick that would give. We had to find it and fast.

“Nope.”

“Nada.”

“Zip.”

“Zero.”

“Zilch.”

“Nothing.”

“Keep searching!”