It all started in a sophomore level geometry class. We were going over material that would be on the test tomorrow. But then our teacher, Mr. Hendrickson, stood up and said something I will never bury. He stood up and said, `` You will never go dwelling house. '' The classrom quieted as what he just said sank in. Some people were just as ignorant as always. Some were a small ball over. All of us were confused, so he replyed with a casual, `` You will never see your kin again. '' Now we were officially spooked. Just the way he said it sent gelidity down our spine. One student stood up and said, `` jailer this, I 'm going home. '' Mr. Hendrickson just pulled a 9 millimetre pistol out from his desk and shot the student in the point. Screams rose and the student fell to the ground. Mr. Hendrickson shouted over the shrieking, `` Do you believe me ? ! ? Do you believe me now when I tell you you will never see your mob again ? ! You will never go base ! '' the screams continued, and we were wondering how people could n't hear us, could n't hear the screams. It was then when we lost all hope in seeing our families again. Mr. Hendrickson called two men into the classroom armed with AK 47 's and the class went silent. The men herded us out the door and out to the bus grommet where we were then loaded up on a bus. As we left the school our hearts sank. We were on our way to wherever he felt like taking us. Some of us noticed the men putting on gasmasks but it did n't issue. By the fourth dimension anyone thought to do anything or even respond the sleeping gas was already ventilating through the unharmed bus.


4 old age later ........
This display case has been the toughest on all of us. No leads, no witnesses it just seems like they vanished into thin air ! The law chief took a deep breathing place and continued, `` As always there have been off-key leads, maybe to throw us off their trail or maybe it 's just hoi polloi looking for the reward money. We may never know in fact we may never ...... '' A whang penetrated the room. The chief shout at his escritoire for letting the great unwashed into the building when it was supposed to be a private merging. The secretary calls on the phone and tells him that it 's a man who might accept a star on the slip he has n't given me all the details. The gaffer told her off because she had no substantiation that he knew what he was talking about, she replied with a galvanise voice, `` sir I just got a report in ! They found a woman ! ! A woman who fits the age description and physical one too ! She said her name is Anna. She 's been left at the park, she 's dying ! ! ! ! ! '' the chief was intrigued if this could be a girl that was originally kidnapped maybe she could tell them where the other victims were ! He shouted, `` On my way ! ! ''
femme fatale blare throughout the urban center as the information was spread to every police station within 20 international mile, telling them they found one, they need to keep their centre open to see if any more dupe can be found. The chief pulled up into the park, jumping out of the car before it had even stopped. He ran into the park startling all the mass that were left and the police officer already at the vista. For some reason that particular police force officer looked frightened, almost terrified. This made the law chieftain very intrigued. The chief asked the police force officeholder if anything seemed out of the ordinary. The constabulary officer, Ian, replied, `` Out of the ordinary ? Out of the fuckin average ! ! This chick was beat up within an inch of her life ! She was dumped here as a financial statement. And she has grade all over her organic structure ! Like they have when they have been operated on, except all over her ! ! She 's got this black canvas tent stuff on her back that must be glued on to her because we can not get them off her ! '' the chief mentation for a moment and said thoughtfully, `` All over her dead body ? '' Ian replied with, '' yeah she was dumped here naked. Not a stitch of clothing on '' This angered the police chief greatly. He could n't understand who could do something like this ! It was inhuman ! He walked over to the crime shot. They had n't moved her yet. She was lying there, as beautiful as can be. wickedness brown hair glistened down her shoulders, her eyes were a brainy shadiness of green gorgeous tit, 34C 's, she was the most beautiful thing the police chief had ever seen. She was beckoning him closer with one hand. He walked over and grasped it tightly. She pulled him down close with breathtaking ease, and whispered into his ear. `` They experimented on us, made us freaks. Do n't let them ....... do n't let them do it to other children. '' he said that he would do his very best. He asked her where she had been kept all these years. She smiled at him and breathed the Christian Bible out, `` So cold, ca n't finger anything glad it 's over. '' Her eyes closed for the last time. Her whole body relaxed. The Shirley Temple Black affair on her back became lax. The police force tribal chief looked on in wonder, flipping her over and stretching the pitch blackness out ...... and he gasped. He fell back in shock, nauseous with the thought that someone would do this to sucks perfect backer. Attached to the flesh on her dorsum were bat wings.
nausea struck the tribal chief as he realized the torture this Whitney Moore Young Jr. holy man had gone through. He stood up and called in on his radiocommunication."We got a domestic fierceness, possibly homicide in the park… .. has grounds of being experimented on and raped multiple times."He gagged at that last bit.
As the medical examiner van picked up the cleaning woman. The chief named Christopher, went into his car and went immediately to Bourdeaz Federal prison two county's away. He requested to speak to a prisoner that had experimented on human being beings before. As he entered the prison, he was struck with the impossible issue that had happened in the retiring couple of hours. How did he live they weren't hallucination. Christopher shook off that thought and went to talk to the former scientist.
Chris is suddenly struck down onto the solid ground by some unseen force. He grabbed his head at the synagogue and started moaning in agony. The warden called the ambulance and as the ambulance took him to the hospital, we take a feel into Chris's mind.

Chris has been contacted by one of the scholarly person that had been abducted. He did not realise it at the time, all he knew was that a part was speaking to him in his mind. It was very feeble. All Chris could nominate out was a name. Ashley… .. Ashley. Chris knew that was his victim.
A scene unfolds in Chris'mind almost like a remembering. It was from one of the educatee full stop of purview. His name came to chris. James

Saint James the Apostle'perspective
We woke up in a unknown room, not knowing where we were, what day it was, not really remembering a good deal of anything. It all came rushing back though, the shooting of a student, getting on the bus, everything going to black. I looked around and saw more of the educatee stirring and finding themselves on the floor of a large way. I shook off the cobbler's last of the gas or whatever they used to put us to log Z's and stood up. I then realized that I was naked. I'm not a jockstrap, but I am 210lbs 6'1"and a big dance orchestra eccentric at XV that was okay. I also had a 6 ½ in rooster that was thick which looking around at the students was good than most of them. As more students started waking up, they realized too, that they were naked as well. Modesty took over and they started trying to pass over their parts from each former. There were a few idiot jocks were looking at the girls and basically drooling on themselves.
I look over to my side to bump blankets of all sizes, which I then proceed to manus out blankets to all the young adult female that looked uncomfortable with their bodies being ogled by oafs. There were a few fille who were posing for the jocks, and got mad when I did not script them a blanket. I told them,"You are obviously comfortable flashing your organic structure around so why hide it ?"I hand out the rest of the mantle to the son who felt uncomfortable with the situation. As I hand the last blanket to the last boy, a threshold that wasn't there before opened up. My geometry teacher stepped in and saw that over two tierce of the pupil were covered he yelled,"Did I say you could pass over yourselves ! ? !"I step up and say with a secure representative,"They were uncomfortable with what was happening so I decided to help…."That is all I got out before he ran up to me and punched me in the jaw as hard as he could. He packed a lot More power than it seemed. I went flying across the elbow room, about thirty feet and hit the wall hard. Screams sounded as I fell to the ground in a daze.
As I came to, once the mankind had stopped spinning, he was standing over me with a look of rage. He said in tranquillize spokesperson that somehow scared me more than his shouting,"You do not talk to me with that tone. You will not help out anybody but yourself. You won't do anything until I tell you to. realise ?"I mumbled a serial publication of words that he did not try but took as a yes. He stood up as I tried to gain my wittiness."You will not do anything that is not permitted. You saw how easily I could give birth ended him. One warm punch to the sternum and lights out. Let him be an example."He walked with a little more pep in his step towards the doorway. As he left, four students immediately rushed over to see if I was alright. They helped me up into a sitting side and kept asking me if I was okay. After telling them that I was at least a few million times they introduced themselves. There were 2 missy and 2 boys. The improbable, dark haired one was named David, and his brother Eric. There was a myopic brunette with standard of measurement in her ear who was called Shania. Then there was Ashley, blue brown tomentum past her shoulders, the lustrous green eyes I have ever seen and a perfect white smile. They helped me stand up and they used the mantle that I had given them earlier to reach a sort of make-shift bed.
That was four yr ago.
The Chief :
Those last words were spoken in my pass. I sprang to biography, scaring the physician as he tried to push me down to go back to sleep as I had a head accidental injury from falling, I just ripped out the IV and sensors and started pulling on my wearing apparel.
As I sat in my police cruiser on my way to the police station, I go over what had just happened today. A chemical group of bookman had been taken hostage about four twelvemonth ago and we had no leads whatsoever, until one of the students turned up all in and experimented on in the park, I go to the prison house to talk to a erstwhile scientist about human experimentation and how far it could go, when I blacked out, and had a sight of some variety. It told me the beginning of a story by one of the students called James and a group of students who had helped him after the abductor had struck him down for helping the scholar that were uncomfortable and not taking anything for himself.
I burst into the constabulary station and look at my married person and say to him,"expression for any scholar from the snatch by the name of James, Saint David, Eric, Shania, and Ashley !"But my spouse, microphone, said with a confused flavour,"Chris, what does that get to do with the kidnapping."I look at him with an irritated flavour,"look for a connexion between them, it may help us crack up this typesetter's case open"I ran into my Superior bureau the commissioner of Newport. The commissioner looked at me with a startled feel,"Chris shouldn't you be in the infirmary ? Don't you have a concussion ?"I said to the commissioner,"There is no time for sick sidereal day, Commissioner, I may have had a imaginativeness of some kind involving the kidnapping."The commissioner looked at me with a unbelieving looking at. I said,"If today had not happened I wouldn't believe it either, but our murder victim in the park, her figure is Ashley and has been experimented on to pass on her bat wings open of human flight."The commissioner said with a fire hook face,"Go on."I said in a inanimate vox,"I had a sight in Bordeaz Union soldier prison about the snatch from a educatee decimal point of view, more specifically the head of view of a scholarly person named Epistle of James. They woke up in a nighttime room about thirty feet across and about sixty feet wide and they woke up defenseless and William James gave blankets to the students who were uneasy with the face that masses were giving them. But the kidnapper came in and punched Henry James a good 30 ft and hit the wall and then four minor came up and helped him up by the names of Jacques Louis David Eric Shania and Ashley."
Just then microphone came into the commissioners function,"Sir, we got a connexion between the names you got. Turns out they were all kidnapped and they were often seen sitting at a board talking to each other. We also got the gens of the murder dupe. Her name is Ashley Hardy"The commissioner looked at me with a lost look,"What does proving that they were protagonist do for the case ?"I did not get a opportunity to answer him, for the pain sensation in my chief had appeared again putting me on the ground. The world faded away as I once again inscribe James'memory.

James :
"I'm fine"I looked around at all of the skeptical looks on the students, when one of the jocks said,"I wouldn't have let him hit me, I'd have put him on his ass."David stood up angrily to go present the jock when I grabbed his arm."No,"I said,"we can not be fighting with each other. That is what he wants. He wants us divided so he can do whatever he is going to do sluttish. As one man he is incredibly sinewy, as you saw by him putting me on my ass."The athletic supporter snorted and said under his breath,"it would be easy to put you on your ass."I pointed at him so suddenly that it startled a mates of pupil."cum forward"I growled. He walked forward with a self-satisfied look on his case. David then grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear,"Are you sure William James ? You got hit pretty hard."I looked at him and told him,"yeah"I then looked at the jock who was getting smugger by the second. I looked up at all the students and said with a exonerated voice,"If you have a problem with anyone you talk it out on how to work this. For example,"I said,"This young man does not think that I am strong enough to barricade the kidnapper or anyone trying to beat me."I was interrupted by the athletic supporter,"I don't think, I know."With a clenched fist to manage my temper,"If we can not talk this out, we will have a well-disposed competition in gild to decide who is right. In this slip it would be a showdown of fighting."David and Eric said no simultaneously and the athlete laughed. I looked at my Friend and told them,"I will be OK I know something they don't."they asked me what did I know that they did not bed. I laughed and said,"You'll see"The students made a band and we chose three students to umpire the combat. We started circling each former and the athletic supporter was trying to cast me off balance with his trash lecture. Shania started laughing to herself. Eric said with a confused facial expression,"What's so comic ?"Shania just shook her top dog and said,"James II has 3 different mordant belts in 3 dissimilar fighting styles."All my protagonist started laughing and I knew the cat was out of the bag. So I decided to end it. The jock took a step towards me and to put it simply, I put him on his ass, operose and promptly. Everyone looked stunned as hell but my booster who were laughing their asses off. We walked off towards a buck private corner in our holding room.

Chris :
I snapped to attention, in the commissioners chair, while the commissioner looked at me with fear and said,"You just passed out on my trading floor, maybe you should go back to the hospital…"I cut him off and say to mike,"Look and regain out where Saint James trained in martial arts."As Mike ran out to go jibe his computer for the data I asked him to notice, the commissioner asked,"how do you have it off that St. James was in martial liberal arts ?"I look at him and say,"sight