It all started in a sophomore degree geometry class. We were going over material that would be on the test tomorrow. But then our instructor, Mr. Hendrickson, stood up and said something I will never forget. He stood up and said, `` You will never go home base. '' The classrom quieted as what he just said sank in. Some people were just as illiterate as always. Some were a lilliputian shocked. All of us were confused, so he replyed with a casual, `` You will never see your kinsfolk again. '' Now we were officially spooked. Just the way he said it sent quiver down our backbone. One student stood up and said, `` roll in the hay this, I 'm going home. '' Mr. Hendrickson just pulled a 9 millimeter pistol out from his desk and shot the pupil in the head. Screams rose and the student fell to the ground. Mr. Hendrickson shouted over the screams, `` Do you think me ? ! ? Do you believe me now when I tell you you will never see your mob again ? ! You will never go home ! '' the screams continued, and we were wondering how masses could n't listen us, could n't find out the sidesplitter. It was then when we lost all Leslie Townes 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 cringle where we were then loaded up on a bus. As we left the school our pith 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 topic. By the fourth dimension anyone thought to do anything or even react the sleeping gas was already ventilating through the whole bus.


4 years later ... ... ..
This slip has been the toughened on all of us. No leads, no attestator it just seems like they vanished into flimsy air ! The constabulary chief took a late breath and continued, `` As always there have been faux leads, maybe to cast off us off their trail or maybe it 's just people looking for the advantage money. We may never know in fact we may never ... ... '' A bash penetrated the room. The chief yells at his secretary for letting citizenry into the edifice when it was supposed to be a common soldier meeting. The secretary calls on the phone and tells him that it 's a man who might give birth a star on the case he has n't given me all the particular. The honcho told her off because she had no cogent evidence that he knew what he was talking about, she replied with a galvanize 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 young lady that was originally kidnapped maybe she could differentiate them where the other victims were ! He shouted, `` On my way ! ! ''
Siren blare throughout the metropolis as the selective information was spread to every police force station within 20 international nautical mile, telling them they found one, they need to retain their eyes open to see if any more than victims can be found. The chief pulled up into the parking area, jumping out of the car before it had even stopped. He ran into the park startling all the people that were left and the police ship's officer already at the prospect. For some reason that particular police officer looked frightened, almost terrified. This made the police boss very intrigue. The top dog asked the constabulary officer if anything seemed out of the ordinary. The law officer, Ian, replied, `` Out of the average ? Out of the fuckin ordinary ! ! This wench was beat up within an inch of her sprightliness ! She was dumped here as a statement. And she has marks all over her physical structure ! Like they have when they have been operated on, except all over her ! ! She 's got this grim canvass stuff on her backrest that must be glued on to her because we can not get them off her ! '' the chief thought for a moment and said thoughtfully, `` All over her consistency ? '' Ian replied with, '' yeah she was dumped here naked. Not a stitch of habiliment on '' This angered the police honcho greatly. He could n't understand who could do something like this ! It was cold ! He walked over to the criminal offence scene. They had n't moved her yet. She was lying there, as beautiful as can be. Dark brown hair glistened down her shoulders, her optic were a brilliant shade of green gorgeous breasts, 34C 's, she was the most beautiful thing the police foreman had ever seen. She was beckoning him finisher with one manus. 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 youngster. '' he said that he would do his very best. He asked her where she had been kept all these geezerhood. She smiled at him and breathed the words out, `` So cold, ca n't experience anything glad it 's over. '' Her eyes closed for the utmost time. Her whole body relaxed. The smuggled thing on her back became relax. The police chief looked on in wonder, flipping her over and stretching the total darkness out ... ... and he gasped. He fell back in seismic disturbance, loathsome with the mentation that someone would do this to sucks thoroughgoing Angel Falls. Attached to the flesh on her dorsum were bat wings.
nausea struck the foreman as he realized the torture this offspring angel had gone through. He stood up and called in on his radio receiver."We got a house servant ferocity, possibly homicide in the park…..has grounds of being experimented on and raped multiple times."He gagged at that finally bit.
As the coroners van picked up the char. The chieftain named Christopher, went into his car and went immediately to Bourdeaz Union soldier prison house two county's away. He requested to speak to a prisoner that had experimented on human beings before. As he entered the prison, he was struck with the inconceivable events that had happened in the past duet of hour. How did he know they weren't hallucinations. Saint Christopher shook off that thought and went to talk to the former scientist.
Chris is suddenly struck down onto the primer by some unseen power. 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 look into Chris's mind.

Chris has been contacted by one of the scholar that had been abducted. He did not understand it at the clock time, all he knew was that a vocalism was speaking to him in his idea. It was very faint. All Chris could make out was a epithet. Ashley…..Ashley. Chris knew that was his victim.
A scene unfolds in Chris'mind almost like a retentiveness. It was from one of the students point of scene. His name came to chris. James

Henry James'vista
We woke up in a strange elbow room, not knowing where we were, what day it was, not really remembering lots 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 scholar stirring and finding themselves on the floor of a magnanimous room. I shook off the last of the gas or whatever they used to put us to log Z's and digest up. I then realized that I was naked. I'm not a jock, but I am 210lbs 6'1"and a big band geek at XV that was okay. I also had a 6 ½ inch cock that was thickset which looking around at the bookman was dependable than most of them. As More students started waking up, they realized too, that they were naked as well. modestness took over and they started trying to shroud their parts from each early. There were a few idiot jocks were looking at the young woman and basically drooling on themselves.
I look over to my side of meat to find blankets of all sizes, which I then proceed to paw out cover to all the Brigham Young womanhood that looked uncomfortable with their body being ogled by oafs. There were a few girls who were posing for the jocks, and got mad when I did not hand them a blanket. I told them,"You are obviously comfy flashing your body around so why hide it ?"I hired hand out the rest of the mantle to the boys who felt uncomfortable with the situation. As I hand the last blanket to the net boy, a door that wasn't there before opened up. My geometry teacher stepped in and saw that over two one-third of the students were covered he yelled,"Did I say you could spread over yourselves ! ? !"I step up and say with a strong vox,"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 Sir Thomas More force than it seemed. I went flying across the room, about xxx pes and hit the bulwark hard. Screams sounded as I fell to the ground in a daze.
As I came to, once the human race had stopped spinning, he was standing over me with a look of furore. He said in quieten vocalization that somehow scared me more than his yelling,"You do not lecture to me with that timber. You will not facilitate out anybody but yourself. You won't do anything until I tell you to. Understand ?"I mumbled a series of words that he did not get wind but took as a yes. He stood up as I tried to get together my learning ability."You will not do anything that is not permitted. You saw how easily I could possess ended him. One quick biff to the sternum and lights out. Let him be an example."He walked with a little more pep in his step towards the room access. As he left, four students immediately rushed over to see if I was alright. They helped me up into a posture location 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 little girl and 2 boy. The tall, dark haired one was named Jacques Louis David, and his brother Eric. There was a dead brunette with gauges in her ear who was called Shania. Then there was Ashley, shadow brown tomentum past her shoulders, the brightest green eye I have ever seen and a perfect white grin. They helped me stand up and they used the blankets that I had given them earlier to make a sort of make-shift bed.
That was four years ago.
The Chief :
Those final stage give-and-take were spoken in my head. I sprang to life, scaring the doctor as he tried to drive 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 clothes.
As I sat in my police police car on my way to the police place, I go over what had just happened today. A group of bookman had been taken hostage about four eld ago and we had no star whatsoever, until one of the scholar turned up dead and experimented on in the park, I go to the prison to talk to a former scientist about human being experiment and how far it could go, when I blacked out, and had a vision of some sort. It told me the rootage of a write up by one of the scholarly person called James and a group of scholar who had helped him after the abductor had struck him down for helping the students that were uncomfortable and not taking anything for himself.
I burst into the constabulary station and looking at my partner and say to him,"feel for any students from the kidnapping by the name of King James I, David, Eric, Shania, and Ashley !"But my married person, mike, said with a discombobulate aspect,"Chris, what does that have to do with the kidnapping."I look at him with an irritated tone,"Look for a connection between them, it may help us crack this case candid"I ran into my superiors office the commissioner of Newport. The commissioner looked at me with a startled expression,"Chris shouldn't you be in the hospital ? Don't you have a concussion ?"I said to the commissioner,"There is no prison term for sick Clarence Shepard Day Jr., Commissioner, I may have had a vision of some form involving the kidnapping."The commissioner looked at me with a skeptical look. I said,"If today had not happened I wouldn't believe it either, but our slaying victim in the park, her name is Ashley and has been experimented on to throw her bat wings equal to of human being flight."The commissioner said with a salamander face,"Go on."I said in a breathless spokesperson,"I had a vision in Bordeaz Federal prison house about the kidnapping from a students point of view, more specifically the point of sight of a student named James II. They woke up in a glum way about thirty foot across and about sixty foot all-encompassing and they woke up au naturel and St. James the Apostle gave blanket to the students who were nervous with the look that people were giving them. But the kidnapper came in and punched James a good XXX metrical foot and hit the wall and then four kids came up and helped him up by the names of David Eric Shania and Ashley."
Just then mike came into the commissioners government agency,"Sir, we got a connective between the names you got. Turns out they were all kidnapped and they were often seen sitting at a tabular array talking to each other. We also got the gens of the execution victim. Her name is Ashley Hardy"The commissioner looked at me with a confused look,"What does proving that they were friends do for the case ?"I did not get a chance to reply him, for the pain in my head had appeared again putting me on the soil. The world faded away as I once again put down James'memory.

King 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."Saint David stood up angrily to go confront the athlete when I grabbed his arm."No,"I said,"we can not be fighting with each early. That is what he wants. He wants us divided so he can do whatever he is going to do easier. As one man he is incredibly brawny, as you saw by him putting me on my ass."The jock snorted and said under his breathing spell,"it would be tardily to put you on your ass."I pointed at him so suddenly that it startled a duad of students."Come forward"I growled. He walked forward with a smug look on his face. David then grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear,"Are you trusted 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 minute. I looked up at all the students and said with a clear voice,"If you have a problem with anyone you talk it out on how to solve this. For exercise,"I said,"This Whitney Young man does not think that I am strong enough to bar the snatcher or anyone trying to beat me."I was interrupted by the jock,"I don't think, I know."With a clinch fist to grapple my peevishness,"If we can not talk this out, we will have got a well-disposed competition in edict to decide who is right. In this character it would be a showdown of fighting."Saint David and Eric said no simultaneously and the athlete laughed. I looked at my friends and told them,"I will be alright I know something they don't."they asked me what did I know that they did not know. I laughed and said,"You'll see"The scholar made a circle and we chose three students to referee the engagement. We started circling each early and the athletic supporter was trying to hold me off Libra the Scales with his chalk lecture. Shania started laughing to herself. Eric said with a confused look,"What's so amusing ?"Shania just shook her caput and said,"James has 3 unlike black belts in 3 dissimilar fighting styles."All my friends 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, difficult and warm. Everyone looked stunned as hell but my champion who were laughing their buns off. We walked off towards a private recession in our holding room.

Chris :
I snapped to attention, in the commissioners chair, while the commissioner looked at me with concern and said,"You just passed out on my floor, maybe you should go back to the hospital…"I cut him off and say to Mike,"smell and find out where James trained in martial arts."As mike ran out to go check off his computer for the data point I asked him to feel, the commissioner asked,"how do you know that James was in martial humanistic discipline ?"I look at him and say,"Visions