Deadly Intrigue ~ A Nancy Drew Fan fic

[NancyDrew]

Hi, this is my very first fan fic. I hope you like it! :) As the titles says, it's a Nancy Drew fan fic. I worked really hard on this so please, please don't steal my story! I might just use it for a real book someday. :D

Updates: I am a very busy college student so please be patient! I will get updates as soon as possible, and I like really good chapters rather than fast ones. ;)

Chapter one: Done! (http://www.mymostwanted.com/forum/showpost.php?p=2484910&postcount=4)
Chapter two: Done! (http://www.mymostwanted.com/forum/showpost.php?p=2485173&postcount=11)
Chapter three: Done! (http://www.mymostwanted.com/forum/showpost.php?p=2505086&postcount=23)
Chapter four: Done! (http://www.mymostwanted.com/forum/showpost.php?p=2594175&postcount=28)
Chapter five: Yeah, I'm just getting started. :P

Warning: I am writing this as kinda a sequel to Phantom of Venice the Nancy Drew game. I don't think I will have any spoilers, but I just want y'all to be aware of that.

Summary


Nancy Drew has been asked to solve a mystery in Paris, France. Apparently, Angela Welsh had many famous paintings stolen from her home. The problem? She had no insurance and no evidence has turned up. Angela asks Nancy to travel to France and assist her partner in solving this crime. Nancy is excited until she discovers that her partner is none other than Colin Baxter: the former art thief! Problems soon become constent from theives to an budding romance. Then, Nancy discovers the worst problem of all: betrayal! Can Nancy solve this mystery and make it out of Paris alive?

[new_york_girl]

sounds good start.

[huskerrich]

hi Nancy, more please

[NancyDrew]

Chapter One



“So, Nancy,” Bess Marvin twirled in front of her friend. “What do you think?”

Titian-haired Nancy Drew rubbed her eyes. “You look fine, Bess.”

“Fine!” Bess shrieked, her blue eyes flashing. “I can’t look just fine! This is Kyle Morrison we are talking about.”

“Bess,” George Fayne calmly turned toward her cousin. “You have tried on outfits for over two hours. We lost interest after twenty minutes. Well, actually, that was Nancy. I lost interest before we even got here.”

Bess tossed her blond hair. “Hmph! Maybe if you paid any attention to your looks, you would get a guy like Kyle!”

“What?” George’s brown eyes flashed. “A stuck up jerk?”

“He is not a jerk!” Her cousin retorted. “You just don’t have…”

“Girls, come on!” Nancy stood, a twinkle in her blue eyes. “Do I always have to separate you two?”

“Not if George would keep her rude comments to herself!”

“Well, if you wouldn’t drag me to a mall for over two hours, maybe I wouldn’t complain!”

Nancy hugged her friends. “I couldn’t imagine life without these special moments.” Standing back, she placed her hands on her hip. “What are you two going to do if I’m not around?”

“They’re about to find out,” a deep voice broke the girls chatter.

“Ned!” Nancy ran to her boyfriend and was engulfed in a hug. Planting a kiss, she looked into his warm brown eyes. “What do you mean they’re about to find out?”

“You have a new case, Nancy.”


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Nancy walked into her dad’s home office.

“I’m afraid I don’t understand,” Nancy stood in her father’s office. “I thought you said I have a new case?”

Ned rubbed the back of his neck. “I don’t understand. I thought they would be here.”

“Who?”

“Nancy, I would like you to meet an old friend of mine.”

Nancy turned to see her father, Carson Drew, standing in the doorway with a tall middle-aged woman with sun-bleached hair and green eyes. Carson Drew was a middle-aged man with dark hair that had just begun to gray, but his blue eyes still sparkled with youth.

Mr. Drew walked toward his daughter. After hugging her, he motioned to the deeply tanned woman. “Nancy, this is Angela Welsh. She needs your assistance. I was a good friend of her husband, Robert. In fact, we attended college together. After he died, I helped with the estate.”

After they had all been seated, Nancy turned to Angela and asked, “How can I help?”

“My dear,” the woman’s shrill voice pierced the silent home. “I’ve been robbed!”


Nancy gasped. “When?”

“Three months ago!”

Nancy stared at the woman in confusion. “Three months ago?”

Angela nodded. “Yes! I awoke to find that several art pieces had been stolen! I contacted the police, but they have yet to be of any help!”

As the woman related the names and painters of the various pieces, Nancy’s eyes grew big. “Those are very valuable artworks! Have you contacted your insurance agency?”

“They were not insured.”

“What?”

Angela straightened in her chair. “I am not an idiot my dear as I am sure you are thinking. I believed not insuring the pieces would keep thieves away.”

“And how’d that work out for you?” Nancy mumbled under her breath.

The woman turned sharply to Nancy. Before she could comment, Ned spoke up. “Do you have any idea who committed the crime?”

“No.”

“What evidence turned up after the robbery?” The sleuth inquired.

“The police could not find anything.”

“Well, how do I play in?” Nancy asked, confusion once again edging her voice.

“I want you to find the thief who robbed me.”

Nancy stared at her father. “Is she serious?”

“Are you mocking me?” Angela snapped.

“No. No, of course not,” Nancy assured the woman. “I’m just not sure I can help you. I have no idea how I could discover the location of the thief or the artwork.”

Angela nodded. “I understand, but I believe that you are the perfect choice for this job. In fact, the person who you will be working recommended you.”

“Really?” Nancy answered astonished. “I’m flattered, Mrs. Welsh, honestly, but I do not believe I can help you. You need a professional, and I am just an amateur who tries to help anywhere I can. I would love to help you, but in this situation, I believe it would be best if someone else helped you. I’m deeply sorry that I could not help any further.”

“Please, call me Angela,” the woman told the young sleuth. She cleared her throat as she continued. “I understand that you do not believe you are capable of solving this mystery, but I am quite knowledgeable in your experience as a detective. Carson has told me of your many adventures, and I am confident that you will get to the bottom of this.”

Nancy still was hesitant. “I just don’t know.”

“Nancy,” her father spoke up. “I know you are unsure whether or not you can figure this out, but I have faith in you and your abilities. You have solved many tough mysteries in the past, and I am positive you can do it again. You are my daughter, after all, and we Drews do not give up no matter the opposition.”

Nancy sat in thought for a moment. “You’re right of course.” She turned to Angela and smiled. “I would be honored to take your case. I cannot, however, promise any results. Because of the little information about the crime, I was hesitant to take your case, and although I can promise you I will try my best, I cannot guarantee answers or your artwork back.”

Angela smiled and took the young detective’s hand. “Thank you. I do not expect you to do more than you can, but I have great faith in you. You’re going to take Paris by storm!”

Nancy stood in shock. “Paris! Do you mean in France?”

“Of course, Nancy. Didn’t Carson tell you I lived in France?”

“No, I think he might have forgotten that part,” she said quietly, but inside, Nancy was excited. She had always loved Paris and couldn’t wait to visit it again. And she was going to solve a mystery as well! Could this get any better? “I can’t wait to start on the mystery, Angela.”

Mr. Drew chuckled. “Looks like you should have started with that, Angela.”

[huskerrich]

Been too long since i read Nancy Drew, at least I remembered the character when you introduced them. S'mores please

[NancyDrew]

I will try to post as soon as I write it! :)

[new_york_girl]

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[WiLDoNE0457]

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[SaintSaturn]

Very good start!

[Lynnaque]

nice! i really liked it. you write well, describing just enough so that one can imagine the conversations and situations vividly enough. it fares well as an introductory chapter, i'm impressed. i haven't read any nancy drew so i can't judge your characterisations, but i'd like to offer some constructive criticism on what i can judge.

you tend to repeat some phrases which isn't that bad, but you still notice it (or i do because i'm a retentive nitpicker!). like

“Fine!” Bess shrieked, her blue eyes flashing. “I can’t look just fine! This is Kyle Morrison we are talking about.”

“What?” George’s brown eyes flashed. “A stuck up jerk?”and you continue the blue eyes twinkle, sparkle, etc. general eye theme. which might be what you were going for though.

and

“Ned!” Nancy ran to her boyfriend and was engulfed in a hug. Planting a kiss, she looked into the warm brown eyes of her boyfriend. “What do you mean they’re about to find out?”and


“Please, call me Angela,” the woman told the young sleuth. She cleared her throat as she continued. “I understand that you do not believe you are capable of solving this mystery, but I am quite knowledgeable in your experience as a detective. Carson has told me of your many adventures, and I am confident that you with solve this crime.”

Nancy still was hesitant. “I just don’t know.”

“Nancy,” her father spoke up. “I know you are unsure whether or not you can solve this crime, but I have faith in you and your abilities. You have solved many tough mysteries in the past, and I am positive you can do it again. You are my daughter, after all, and we Drews do not give up no matter the opposition.”

again nothing bad, i just noticed it. also, while sometimes it's good to seperate it and is and the like for emphasis, people do talk more it's and can't and the like, so interjecting more abbreviations would be good. unless that's just how nancy drew books are. all in all, i think you're a good writer, and the story sounds interesting.

[NancyDrew]

Thanks for the awesome comments, and Linn, I'll fix it, someday. :P Funny you should say that. I saw that but got kicked off by my mom.





Chapter Two




Nancy sat on her bed packing the last remaining clothing items in her suitcase. As before any case, Nancy’s brain focused on the mystery before her. She couldn’t wait to examine the crime scene. Why had no evidence been found? What type of thieves was she facing? And who was her partner? How did he know her?

“Oh, well,” Nancy told herself. “I’ll find this out soon. Time to get some sleep.”

Nancy climbed in her bed but quietly muttered to herself. “Yeah, right. I’ll never be able to sleep. My head’s buzzing with too many questions. Where are those criminals when I actually need them to knock my out?”

Nancy settled into her bed impatiently waiting for the next day.

Briiiiiing! Nancy’s alarm clock went off the following morning. There was no need for it, however. Nancy had already been up for over an hour.

“Morning, dad,” Nancy called cheerfully as she entered the dining room.

“Ready for the case?” Her dad replied, smirking, a twinkle in his eyes.

“How’d you guess?” Nancy laughed. “I’m ready to go now!”

“Not until you eat,” Hannah Gruen, the Drew’s housekeeper and Nancy’s second mother, told her.

“All right,” Nancy sighed, and she quickly ate her breakfast. Finishing, she kissed her father and Hannah good-bye. “I’ll call you both when I reach Angela’s home.”

“Be careful,” Carson warned.

“Always am!” Nancy called as she ran out the door.


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“Nancy!”

The sleuth turned to see her boyfriend running towards her. “Yes, Ned?” Pushing a strand of hair away from her face.

“You were not really going to leave without telling me good-bye, were you?” Ned cupped her chin. “If you can say good-bye to Bess and George, you can say good-bye to me.”

Uncharacteristically, a tear trickled down Nancy’s cheek. “I will miss you, Ned. You’re the only reason I want to stay.”

Ned engulfed Nancy in a hug and then looked her in the eyes. “Just call me often, okay? Remember that locket I gave you before you went to Venice? Think of me each time you see it. I love you. ”

“I won’t take it off,” Nancy promised, wiping the tear away. She moved to kiss her boyfriend, and instantly, he met her lips. “I love you too.”

“Bye,” Ned hugged her.

“Bye,” Nancy said quietly and retreated towards the ticket line. Blowing him one last kiss, she moved out of sight.

Once aboard, Nancy sighed. She was going to miss Ned. That was certain. He was the love of her life, and she hated being separated from him. However, she was looking forward to this case. No boyfriend was going to keep her away from this mystery. As she stared at the ground below, excitement grew once again for the adventure that awaited her in Paris.

[Hannahfan_eva211]

reading... reading... -reads- -reads- more!

[$$jesse's girl$$]

wooow that amazing kara
i really like it moooooooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeee ......

[new_york_girl]

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[huskerrich]

thank you kara, you are doing great.

[Destiny9910]

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[NancyDrew]

I'm working on the third chapter. I hope to have it by the end of the week. :)

Thanks for all the helpful and nice comments y'all!

[new_york_girl]

I never knew your name? What is it?
Update.

[NancyDrew]

Kara. :) I'm working on the update! lol

[new_york_girl]

Then why did huskerrich say my name then??

[NancyDrew]

I have no idea. Maybe huskerrich was confused? lol. :dontknow: But you convinced me to post it. How would they know that?

[adolphin]

Dude!
This is amazing!
I love it!
More!

[NancyDrew]

Thank you all for the amazing comments!! Here's the next chapter! :D Enjoy! :thumbsup:



Chapter Three



Nancy placed her hand on her head. She had been waiting in the Parisian airport for several hours. Her partner was supposed to have arrived earlier but had failed to show. She sat down on the nearest bench. Her head spun under the overwhelming sound of the French language she failed to comprehend.

“Oh, boy,” Nancy muttered to herself. “This is most certainly not the best way to start a case.”

She had half a thought to take a cab to Angela’s villa alone. Instantly, she forced those thoughts from her mind. Sighing, Nancy adjusted her seat and became comfortable. At least that was her intent. The young sleuth was itching to start her investigation, and her partner’s lateness was trying her.

Nancy grabbed her purse and began searching through it. She pulled out a pack of mints: mint chocolate. They always made her feel better. Anxiously, Nancy bit the first one. A few minutes later, she reached again in the container. Her hands touched plastic but nothing else.

“Darn,” Nancy groaned. “All out.” She looked around the airport. Where was her partner?

Sighing once again, she placed the empty container back into her purse. Nancy noticed her cell phone and decided to make a quick call. “Good thing I have coverage way over here,” she muttered.

Nancy dialed the number for Angela’s hotel room back in River Heights. Angela had decided to remain there for a few more days while settling financial issues with Carson.

Beep!

Nancy looked down at her cell phone. No signal. “Figures,” Nancy murmured.

Grabbing her bags, Nancy began walking around searching for a steady signal. “Gottcha!” Nancy exclaimed excitedly but too loudly. People in the airport turned and stared at her. “Oops,” she blushed.

She laughed lightly and redialed the number. Within a couple seconds, Angela answered her phone.

“Hello?”

“Hi, Angela,” Nancy spoke into the phone. “This is Nancy. I’m at the airport, but my partner has not arrived. Did I get the wrong time or place?”

“He was supposed to meet you at the airport at 1,” the woman replied. “He must be late. It’s as simple as that.”

“Could you tell me a description of him? Maybe he doesn’t recognize me.”

“No,” Angela firmly answered. “He specifically requested that his description or name not be given out.”

“What?” The young sleuth responded sharply. “I must admit. I am beginning to feel uncomfortable about this arrangement.”

“My dear,” Angela assured Nancy. “He just doesn’t want his presence to be made apparent. It’s for his safety.”

Nancy sighed, accepting the explanation for now. She still didn’t like feeling lost in a foreign country but squashed the growing sense of unrest within her. “I understand of course. Thank you. I’ll phone when I arrive at your home.”

They exchanged good-byes, and Nancy placed her phone back inside her purse. Her head was buzzing with hundreds of questions. Her thoughts were broken when she heard a voice call out. “Hello, Nancy. It is most certain a pleasure to be with you again.”

[huskerrich]

more please

[NancyDrew]

I'm a coming. lol. I'm working on it now. Hopefully it won't take me so long this time. :P

[new_york_girl]

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[NancyDrew]

Okay, before I post the next chapter, I want to apologize for taking so long. I've been super busy with school, and I frankly just could not make this chapter exactly what I wanted it to be. If I waited for it to be perfect, y'all would never see it. I'm too picky. :P BUT I hope y'all enjoy the next chapter. :D

[NancyDrew]

Chapter Four




Nancy froze. She recognized that accent. That clipped British accent that had awaken her one night so many months ago. The voice she had secretly wished to never hear again. This voice that had made her spend nights in secret turmoil. Turning, Nancy groaned. “Oh, God, please no!” Her voice was below a whisper, and he heard nothing.

“Hello, Nancy,” the young man now facing Nancy greeted her. “You look more beautiful than ever.”

Sighing, she stared into his deep brown eyes. “Hello, Colin. What a pleasure it is to meet you again. How is everything?”

“Good,” Colin smiled, but a spark of uncertainty flashed in eyes. “I have a new job, and I make good money. What about you, Nancy? It’s been so long since I spoke with you.”

Nancy bit her lip. She instantly flashed back to her trip to Venice, Italy. Well, trip wasn’t the correct term. Nancy had been summoned there by Prudence Rutherford who had asked her to discover who the masked phantom was who had stolen priceless artifacts. She solved that mystery but not without discovering a dark secret about him: Colin was a former art thief. It was ultimately proven that he had not been involved with the Venice crime spree, but he had left a much more dangerous impact on Nancy. Before leaving Venice, Colin had confessed that he had a crush on Nancy, and apparently it had not subsided. His phone call had confirmed that.

Nancy shook her head. These thoughts weren’t going to help. She was just going to have to deal with it. Smiling, she spoke, “I’ve been well. I’ve been busy solving mysteries and taking dance lessons.”

“And by your necklace I assume you and your boyfriend are still dating?”

A small sigh escaped Nancy’s lips. “Yes, Ned and I are still dating.”

“Going strong I suppose?”

“Yes, Colin. We are.”

“I see,” his eyes shifted towards the floor but almost immediately returned to look into Nancy’s eyes. “Well, that’s good to hear,” he smiled, but Nancy suspected it was not genuine. “So, are you ready to solve this case?”

“What?” Nancy stared at him aghast. “What do you mean about solve this case?”

Colin was taken aback. “The case. Angela Welsh’s stolen art? I’m your new partner.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Nancy shook her head and walked towards a bench. “You don’t know anything about solving mysteries. Why did she pair me with you?”

Hurt shown bright in his eyes. “Nancy, I’ve been working for Angela for several months now. She believed since I am adapt to art, I would be able to help you solve this mystery.”

Nancy sucked in a sharp breath. “But Colin, do you think that’s enough? We are clearly facing a very talented thief with advanced skills. You frankly do not have the skills to solve this case, Colin. I don’t even know if I do!” She sighed loudly trying to focus. “Colin, you’re very talented at what you do, but solving crimes is not one of them. I’m sorry, but I just can’t work with you.”

Colin was clearly stunned by her words. “Nancy, I’m…I’m,”

“Colin, I’m sorry,” Nancy grabbed his hand. “I didn’t mean it that way. I just don’t want you to get hurt. Listen, I’m sorry, but I just can’t work you.”

She grabbed her luggage and quickly walked away. Colin was clearly hurt, but she just couldn’t work with him. She needed a professional, not an amateur. How could he help her solve anything?

Nancy stopped and pulled out her cell.

Within a few rings, Angela answered the phone. “Nancy, did your partner arrive?”

“Yes, and that’s the problem. How much do you know about Colin?”

“Do you mean his criminal record, dear?” Angela replied, an amused tinge to her voice. “I am aware of it. In fact, I feel his expertise on this will make him a vital help to you.”

Nancy sighed. “Angela, I understand that, but we are clearly dealing with an expert. I just don’t think he’s capable of working on a case that demands so much. Therefore, I regrettably tell you that I cannot and will not work with him. Maybe my friends could help me. They’re amazing, and they’ve helped me on numerous occasions. I’m sorry, but…”

“You will work with him!” Angela announced furiously. “You’ll work with him, or you’re fired.”

Nancy was in shock. She had half of mind to quit but squashed those thoughts. “If you insist, I’ll work with him. Just understand I cannot guarantee how much we’ll discover.”

“That’s fine dear,” the woman seemed to have returned to her cheerful self. “I’ll be waiting for your update soon. Good-bye!”

Nancy snapped her cell phone shut and shook her head. “What the heck just happened?” She muttered to herself. “Apparently I’m working with Colin. This should be fun, but what was Angela’s problem? Is she taking a page or two from “Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde?” She sighed and began to walk towards Colin. This mystery was turning out to be a lot more of a challenge than she had expected, and she hadn’t even seen the crime scene yet. Her trip to France was going to be interesting.

[mcandjbroc]

owww more please:D

[NancyDrew]

Thank you!! I'm working on it. :D

[mcandjbroc]

good.you better be missy.lol jk i really ahould work on mine but i havent felt like it,i havent given up,just dont want to.....

[NancyDrew]

I'm just not sure how to move forward. :P

[mcandjbroc]

i know what i wan to type but i h ave lazy hands.:D

[NancyDrew]

:lol: That's a problem too. :P

[huskerrich]

more please kara

[new_york_girl]

that was soo good update.

[Destiny9910]

mores