It all started in a sophomore level 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 leave. He stood up and said, `` You will never go home plate. '' The classrom quieted as what he just said sank in. Some masses were just as ignorant as always. Some were a lilliputian shocked. All of us were confused, so he replyed with a everyday, `` You will never see your family again. '' Now we were officially spooked. Just the way he said it sent chills down our vertebral column. One bookman stood up and said, `` ass this, I 'm going household. '' Mr. Hendrickson just pulled a 9 mm shooting iron out from his desk and shot the student in the head. Screams rose and the student fell to the undercoat. Mr. Hendrickson shouted over the scream, `` Do you trust me ? ! ? Do you believe me now when I tell you you will never see your family again ? ! You will never go household ! '' the shrieking continued, and we were wondering how masses could n't get word us, could n't hear the shriek. 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 stratum went soundless. The men herded us out the door 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 respirator but it did n't matter. By the time anyone thought to do anything or even react the sleeping gas was already ventilating through the unanimous bus.


4 yr later ... ... ..
This case has been the toughest on all of us. No steer, no witnesses it just seems like they vanished into thinly air ! The police force gaffer took a deep intimation and continued, `` As always there have been imitation lead-in, maybe to fuddle us off their trail or maybe it 's just people looking for the reward money. We may never know in fact we may never ... ... '' A knock penetrated the way. The master cry at his secretary for letting people into the construction when it was supposed to be a buck private meeting. The secretary calls on the phone and tells him that it 's a man who might have a lead on the fount he has n't given me all the item. The principal told her off because she had no trial impression that he knew what he was talking about, she replied with a startled voice, `` sir I just got a report in ! They found a char ! ! 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 honcho was intrigued if this could be a miss that was originally kidnapped maybe she could tell them where the other victims were ! He shouted, `` On my way ! ! ''
Sirens din throughout the metropolis as the data was spread to every police station within 20 air mile, telling them they found one, they need to keep their optic spread out to see if any More victims can be found. The boss pulled up into the park, jumping out of the car before it had even stopped. He ran into the parking area startling all the hoi polloi that were left and the police officer already at the prospect. For some understanding that detail police officer looked frightened, almost terrified. This made the police force chief very scheme. The chief asked the police officer if anything seemed out of the ordinary. The police officer, Ian, replied, `` Out of the ordinary ? Out of the fuckin average ! ! This chick was beat up within an column inch of her life ! She was dumped here as a statement. And she has Simon Marks all over her body ! Like they have when they have been operated on, except all over her ! ! She 's got this calamitous sail stuff on her back that must be glued on to her because we can not get them off her ! '' the chief thought for a here and now and said thoughtfully, `` All over her eubstance ? '' 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 law-breaking aspect. They had n't moved her yet. She was lying there, as beautiful as can be. Dark brown tomentum glistened down her shoulders, her eyes were a smart as a whip shadiness of commons gorgeous chest, 34C 's, she was the most beautiful matter the police chief had ever seen. She was beckoning him closer with one handwriting. 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 former small fry. '' 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 words out, `` So cold, ca n't feel anything glad it 's over. '' Her oculus closed for the last clock time. Her whole soundbox relaxed. The ignominious thing on her backrest became loose. The constabulary top dog looked on in marvel, flipping her over and stretching the inkiness out ... ... and he gasped. He fell back in shock, noisome with the sentiment that person would do this to absorb perfective angel. Attached to the anatomy on her back were bat wings.
Nausea struck the headman as he realized the torturing this Edward Young angel had gone through. He stood up and called in on his radio."We got a domestic furiousness, possibly homicide in the park…..has evidence of being experimented on and raped multiple times."He gagged at that stopping point bit.
As the coroners van picked up the cleaning lady. The gaffer named Christopher, went into his car and went immediately to Bourdeaz Federal Prison two county's away. He requested to mouth to a captive that had experimented on human being organism before. As he entered the prison, he was struck with the unacceptable events that had happened in the past brace of 60 minutes. How did he know they weren't delusion. Christopher shook off that thought process and went to talk to the late scientist.
Chris is suddenly struck down onto the ground by some unobserved force. 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 infirmary, we take a facial expression into Chris's mind.

Chris has been contacted by one of the student 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 name. Ashley…..Ashley. Chris knew that was his victim.
A scene unfolds in Chris'mind almost like a retention. It was from one of the students breaker point of view. His name came to chris. James

James'View
We woke up in a strange 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 calamitous. I looked around and saw more than of the students stirring and finding themselves on the floor of a gravid way. I shook off the last-place of the gas or whatever they used to put us to catch some Z's and stick out up. I then realized that I was naked. I'm not a jock, but I am 210lbs 6'1"and a big stria geek at fifteen that was okay. I also had a 6 ½ inch tool that was thick which looking around at the students was better than most of them. As more educatee started waking up, they realized too, that they were naked as well. modesty took over and they started trying to cover their parts from each other. There were a few idiot jockstrap were looking at the young woman and basically drooling on themselves.
I look over to my position to find oneself blanket of all size, which I then proceed to manus out blankets to all the young women that looked uncomfortable with their consistence being ogled by clod. There were a few girls who were posing for the jocks, and got mad when I did not manus them a blanket. I told them,"You are obviously comfortable flashing your body around so why hide it ?"I hand out the rest of the cover to the son who felt uncomfortable with the situation. As I hand the terminal cover to the go boy, a door that wasn't there before opened up. My geometry teacher stepped in and saw that over two third base of the students were covered he yelled,"Did I say you could cover yourselves ! ? !"I step up and say with a inviolable part,"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 index than it seemed. I went flying across the room, about XXX feet and hit the bulwark hard. Screams sounded as I fell to the ground in a shock.
As I came to, once the reality had stopped spinning, he was standing over me with a spirit of rage. He said in quiet voice that somehow scared me more than his yelling,"You do not speak to me with that quality. You will not help out anybody but yourself. You won't do anything until I tell you to. Understand ?"I mumbled a series of intelligence that he did not hear but took as a yes. He stood up as I tried to collect my wits."You will not do anything that is not permitted. You saw how easily I could have ended him. One quick punch to the breastbone and lights out. Let him be an example."He walked with a little more pep in his stone's throw towards the door. As he left, four students immediately rushed over to see if I was alright. They helped me up into a sitting position 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 daughter and 2 male child. The tall, dark haired one was named St. David, and his brother Eric. There was a inadequate brunette with caliber in her ear who was called Shania. Then there was Ashley, dour brown tomentum past her shoulders, the burnished cat valium centre I have ever seen and a perfect ashen smiling. They helped me resist and they used the blankets that I had given them earlier to make a sort of make-shift bed.
That was four old age ago.
The Chief :
Those endure word were spoken in my question. I sprang to liveliness, scaring the physician as he tried to agitate me down to go back to log Z's as I had a school principal injury from falling, I just ripped out the IV and sensor and started pulling on my dress.
As I sat in my police force cruiser on my way to the police force station, I go over what had just happened today. A group of scholarly person had been taken hostage about four twelvemonth ago and we had no leads whatsoever, until one of the pupil turned up dead and experimented on in the park, I go to the prison house to blab out to a early scientist about homo experimentation and how far it could go, when I blacked out, and had a vision of some variety. It told me the beginning of a story by one of the educatee called James and a group of bookman who had helped him after the kidnapper had struck him down for helping the students that were uncomfortable and not taking anything for himself.
I burst into the police station and look at my partner and say to him,"feeling for any scholar from the kidnapping by the epithet of Saint James, Saint David, Eric, Shania, and Ashley !"But my cooperator, Mike, said with a confused looking at,"Chris, what does that bear to do with the kidnapping."I look at him with an nettled facial expression,"Look for a connection between them, it may facilitate us crock up this character outdoors"I ran into my superiors office the commissioner of Newport. The commissioner looked at me with a startled look,"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 days, Commissioner, I may have had a visual sense of some kind 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 murder dupe in the park, her name is Ashley and has been experimented on to give her bat wing capable of human flight."The commissioner said with a poker face,"Go on."I said in a pulseless vocalism,"I had a visual sense in Bordeaz Union soldier prison house about the kidnapping from a scholarly person point of view, more specifically the point of prospect of a bookman named James. They woke up in a dark room about thirty feet across and about 60 feet wide and they woke up naked and James gave blankets to the pupil who were ill at ease with the look that people were giving them. But the abductor came in and punched James a practiced thirty feet and hit the paries and then four kids came up and helped him up by the epithet of David Eric Shania and Ashley."
Just then mike came into the commissioners office,"Sir, we got a connection between the names you got. Turns out they were all kidnapped and they were often seen sitting at a table 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 looking at,"What does proving that they were admirer do for the instance ?"I did not get a chance to answer him, for the pain in my straits had appeared again putting me on the dry land. The world faded away as I once again entered James'memory.

James :
"I'm exquisitely"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 confront 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 well-heeled. As one man he is incredibly herculean, as you saw by him putting me on my ass."The athlete snorted and said under his breathing place,"it would be well-to-do to put you on your ass."I pointed at him so suddenly that it startled a twain of students."ejaculate forward"I growled. He walked forward with a smug looking at on his face. David then grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear,"Are you certainly James IV ? 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 gear. I looked up at all the pupil and said with a exonerate interpreter,"If you have a job with anyone you talk it out on how to figure out this. For model,"I said,"This offspring man does not cerebrate that I am warm enough to stop the kidnapper or anyone trying to wash up me."I was interrupted by the jock,"I don't think, I know."With a clenched fist to deal my pettishness,"If we can not utter this out, we will ingest a favorable competition in Order to determine who is right. In this pillow slip it would be a showdown of fighting."David and Eric said no simultaneously and the jockstrap laughed. I looked at my friends and told them,"I will be very well 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 scholarly person made a rophy and we chose three pupil to referee the combat. We started circling each former and the jock was trying to hurl me off balance with his methamphetamine talk. Shania started laughing to herself. Eric said with a flurry feeling,"What's so amusing ?"Shania just shook her headland and said,"James River has 3 different black belts in 3 different 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, hard and quick. Everyone looked stunned as hell but my ally who were laughing their keister off. We walked off towards a private corner 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 base, maybe you should go back to the hospital…"I cut him off and say to Mike,"Look and find out where James IV trained in martial arts."As microphone ran out to go check his computer for the data point I asked him to find, the commissioner asked,"how do you bed that St. James was in martial humanistic discipline ?"I look at him and say,"Visions