It all started in a soph point geometry socio-economic class. We were going over textile that would be on the trial run tomorrow. But then our teacher, Mr. Hendrickson, stood up and said something I will never forget. He stood up and said, `` You will never go home. '' The classrom quieted as what he just said sank in. Some people were just as ignorant as always. Some were a little appal. All of us were confused, so he replyed with a casual, `` You will never see your family again. '' Now we were officially spooked. Just the way he said it sent shivering down our spine. One student stood up and said, `` Screw this, I 'm going home. '' Mr. Hendrickson just pulled a 9 millimeter shooting iron out from his desk and shot the scholarly person in the head. Screams rose and the student fell to the terra firma. Mr. Hendrickson shouted over the screams, `` Do you conceive me ? ! ? Do you believe me now when I tell you you will never see your family again ? ! You will never go habitation ! '' the screams continued, and we were wondering how citizenry 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 threshold and out to the bus loop 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 gasmask but it did n't matter. 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 case has been the toughest on all of us. No leads, no spectator it just seems like they vanished into thinly air ! The police force honcho took a oceanic abyss breathing space and continued, `` As always there have been false leading, maybe to discombobulate us off their trail or maybe it 's just people looking for the reward money. We may never have intercourse in fact we may never ... ... '' A knock penetrated the room. The chief yells at his writing table for letting people into the building when it was supposed to be a individual meeting. The writing table calls on the telephone set and tells him that it 's a man who might have a tether on the case he has n't given me all the details. The master told her off because she had no proof that he knew what he was talking about, she replied with a startled voice, `` sir I just got a written report in ! They found a woman ! ! A fair sex who fits the age description and physical one too ! She said her epithet 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 dupe were ! He shouted, `` On my way ! ! ''
siren clamor throughout the city as the info was spread to every police station within 20 mile, telling them they found one, they need to keep back their eyes open to see if any More victims can be found. The chief pulled up into the ballpark, jumping out of the car before it had even stopped. He ran into the Park startling all the masses that were left and the police officer already at the scene. For some ground that picky police officer looked frightened, almost terrified. This made the constabulary headman very intrigued. The boss asked the constabulary officer if anything seemed out of the ordinary. The police military officer, Ian, replied, `` Out of the ordinary ? Out of the fuckin ordinary ! ! This chick was beat up within an inch of her life ! She was dumped here as a financial statement. And she has marks all over her body ! Like they have when they have been operated on, except all over her ! ! She 's got this black canvas stuff on her back 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 body ? '' Ian replied with, '' yeah she was dumped here naked. Not a stitch of clothing on '' This angered the police force foreman greatly. He could n't understand who could do something like this ! It was cold ! He walked over to the offence scene. They had n't moved her yet. She was lying there, as beautiful as can be. Dark brown pilus glistened down her shoulder, her centre were a brilliant shadowiness of greenness gorgeous breasts, 34C 's, she was the most beautiful thing the constabulary chief had ever seen. She was beckoning him finisher 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 tyke. '' 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 lyric out, `` So low temperature, ca n't finger anything glad it 's over. '' Her center closed for the last time. Her whole body relaxed. The pitch-dark affair on her back became loose. The police force chief looked on in curiosity, flipping her over and stretching the blackness out ... ... and he gasped. He fell back in electrical shock, nauseated with the thought that someone would do this to sucks pure angel. Attached to the physical body on her book binding were bat wings.
Nausea struck the chief as he realized the torturing this young angel had gone through. He stood up and called in on his radio."We got a domesticated violence, possibly homicide in the park…..has evidence of being experimented on and raped multiple times."He gagged at that shoemaker's last bit.
As the coroner van picked up the women. The top dog named Christopher, went into his car and went immediately to Bourdeaz Federal soldier prison house two county's away. He requested to mouth to a prisoner that had experimented on human being existence before. As he entered the prison, he was struck with the impossible outcome that had happened in the yesteryear match of minute. How did he roll in the hay they weren't hallucinations. Christopher shook off that view and went to talk to the previous scientist.
Chris is suddenly struck down onto the ground by some unseen effect. He grabbed his head at the temples 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 time, all he knew was that a voice was speaking to him in his psyche. It was very faint. All Chris could make out was a gens. Ashley…..Ashley. Chris knew that was his victim.
A scene unfolds in Chris'mind almost like a remembering. It was from one of the student point of view. His name came to chris. Epistle of James

James'View
We woke up in a strange elbow room, not knowing where we were, what day it was, not really remembering much of anything. It all came rushing back though, the shooting of a student, getting on the bus, everything going to melanise. I looked around and saw more of the students stirring and finding themselves on the base of a large room. I shook off the net of the gas or whatever they used to put us to sleep and stood 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 15 that was okay. I also had a 6 ½ column inch pecker that was thick which looking around at the educatee was better than nearly 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 cross their parts from each early. There were a few idiot supporter were looking at the girls and basically drooling on themselves.
I look over to my position to chance mantle of all sizes, which I then proceed to hand out blankets to all the young charwoman that looked uncomfortable with their bodies being ogled by gawk. 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 mitt out the remainder of the blankets to the son who felt uncomfortable with the place. As I hand the last blanket to the concluding boy, a door that wasn't there before opened up. My geometry teacher stepped in and saw that over two thirds of the students were covered he yelled,"Did I say you could overcompensate yourselves ! ? !"I step up and say with a firm 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 to a greater extent power than it seemed. I went flying across the room, about thirty feet and hit the rampart hard. shrieking sounded as I fell to the flat coat in a stupor.
As I came to, once the Earth had stopped spinning, he was standing over me with a feel of rage. He said in calm vocalization that somehow scared me more than his yelling,"You do not talk to me with that flavor. You will not help out anybody but yourself. You won't do anything until I tell you to. see ?"I mumbled a series of Good Book that he did not hear but took as a yes. He stood up as I tried to tuck my marbles."You will not do anything that is not permitted. You saw how easily I could birth ended him. One quick punch to the breastbone and lights out. Let him be an example."He walked with a little to a greater extent pep in his measure towards the room access. As he left, four students immediately rushed over to see if I was alright. They helped me up into a sitting posture 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 girls and 2 boys. The tall, 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, sour brown hair past her shoulder, the brightest K eyes I have ever seen and a unadulterated white grin. They helped me stand and they used the mantle that I had given them earliest to make a sort of make-shift bed.
That was four years ago.
The Chief :
Those in conclusion words were spoken in my head. I sprang to life, scaring the doctor as he tried to agitate me down to go back to kip as I had a head injury from falling, I just ripped out the IV and sensors and started pulling on my wearing apparel.
As I sat in my constabulary cabin cruiser on my way to the law station, I go over what had just happened today. A group of students had been taken hostage about four old age ago and we had no leads whatsoever, until one of the educatee turned up dead and experimented on in the park, I go to the prison house to talk to a quondam scientist about homo experimentation and how far it could go, when I blacked out, and had a imagination of some sort. It told me the showtime of a narrative by one of the students called Saint James the Apostle and a group of educatee who had helped him after the kidnapper had struck him down for helping the bookman that were uncomfortable and not taking anything for himself.
I burst into the police station and look at my partner and say to him,"Look for any scholar from the snatch by the figure of James, David, Eric, Shania, and Ashley !"But my partner, Mike, said with a bedevil look,"Chris, what does that birth to do with the kidnapping."I look at him with an chafe feeling,"Look for a connection between them, it may help us break through this case open"I ran into my superiors office the commissioner of Newport. The commissioner looked at me with a startled looking,"Chris shouldn't you be in the infirmary ? Don't you have a concussion ?"I said to the commissioner,"There is no prison term for sick solar day, Commissioner, I may give birth had a vision of some kind involving the kidnapping."The commissioner looked at me with a unbelieving spirit. I said,"If today had not happened I wouldn't believe it either, but our murder victim in the Mungo Park, her name is Ashley and has been experimented on to render her bat wing capable of human flight."The commissioner said with a poker cheek,"Go on."I said in a dyspneal voice,"I had a vision in Bordeaz Federal prison about the kidnapping from a student percentage point of view, more specifically the gunpoint of view of a student named James. They woke up in a dark room about xxx feet across and about sixty foot wide and they woke up naked and King James gave mantle to the pupil who were uneasy with the look that people were giving them. But the kidnapper came in and punched James a good thirty feet and hit the paries 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 office,"Sir, we got a connectedness between the names you got. Turns out they were all kidnapped and they were often seen sitting at a tabular array talking to each early. We also got the name of the murder victim. Her public figure is Ashley Hardy"The commissioner looked at me with a confused look,"What does proving that they were Friend do for the grammatical case ?"I did not get a chance to answer him, for the bother in my head had appeared again putting me on the ground. The earthly concern faded away as I once again move into James'memory.

James :
"I'm delicately"I looked around at all of the skeptical smell on the pupil, when one of the suspensor said,"I wouldn't have let him hit me, I'd have put him on his ass."David stood up angrily to go confront the athlete when I grabbed his arm."No,"I said,"we can not be fighting with each former. That is what he wants. He wants us divided so he can do whatever he is going to do well-fixed. As one man he is incredibly powerful, as you saw by him putting me on my ass."The athletic supporter snorted and said under his breath,"it would be soft to put you on your ass."I pointed at him so suddenly that it startled a yoke of students."Come forward"I growled. He walked forward with a self-satisfied spirit on his face. David then grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear,"Are you sure enough 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 bookman and said with a clear voice,"If you have a problem with anyone you talk it out on how to solve this. For example,"I said,"This young man does not guess that I am unassailable enough to stop the abductor or anyone trying to beat me."I was interrupted by the suspensor,"I don't think, I know."With a clenched fist to manage my temper,"If we can not speak this out, we will have a friendly competition in order to decide who is right. In this grammatical case it would be a encounter of fighting."David and Eric said no simultaneously and the athletic supporter laughed. I looked at my acquaintance and told them,"I will be fine I know something they don't."they asked me what did I know that they did not have a go at it. I laughed and said,"You'll see"The students made a roofy and we chose three bookman to referee the fight. We started circling each other and the jock was trying to thrust me off balance with his glass lecture. Shania started laughing to herself. Eric said with a bewildered look,"What's so funny ?"Shania just shook her head and said,"Jesse James has 3 different black belted ammunition in 3 unlike fighting styles."All my ally started laughing and I knew the cat was out of the bag. So I decided to end it. The athlete took a step towards me and to put it simply, I put him on his ass, hard and prompt. Everyone looked stunned as nether region but my friends who were laughing their tooshie off. We walked off towards a individual corner in our holding room.

Chris :
I snapped to attention, in the commissioners chair, while the commissioner looked at me with worry 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,"Look and find out where James trained in martial arts."As Mike ran out to go determine his reckoner for the information I asked him to find, the commissioner asked,"how do you know that James was in warlike liberal arts ?"I look at him and say,"sight