It all started in a sophomore level geometry class. We were going over material that would be on the tryout 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. '' The classrom quieted as what he just said sank in. Some multitude were just as ignorant as always. Some were a trivial take aback. 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 chills down our spine. One student stood up and said, `` Screw this, I 'm going home. '' Mr. Hendrickson just pulled a 9 millimeter pistol out from his desk and shot the student in the head. screaming rose and the student fell to the ground. Mr. Hendrickson shouted over the screaming, `` Do you consider me ? ! ? Do you consider me now when I tell you you will never see your family again ? ! You will never go domicile ! '' the sidesplitter continued, and we were wondering how mass could n't get a line us, could n't listen the howler. 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 social class went still. 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 gas helmet but it did n't matter. By the time anyone thought to do anything or even react the quiescency gas was already ventilating through the wholly bus.


4 years later ... ... ..
This font has been the hard on all of us. No lede, no spectator it just seems like they vanished into thin air ! The police head took a deeply breath and continued, `` As always there have been faux leash, maybe to hold 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 knock penetrated the room. The chief yells at his secretary for letting people into the edifice when it was supposed to be a private group meeting. The secretary calls on the headphone and tells him that it 's a man who might have a booster cable on the sheath he has n't given me all the item. The chief told her off because she had no proof that he knew what he was talking about, she replied with a startled representative, `` sir I just got a report in ! They found a womanhood ! ! A fair sex who fits the age description and strong-arm one too ! She said her name is Anna. She 's been left at the common, she 's dying ! ! ! ! ! '' the tribal chief was intrigued if this could be a girl that was originally kidnapped maybe she could tell them where the early dupe were ! He shouted, `` On my way ! ! ''
Sirens blare throughout the city as the information was spread to every police post within 20 miles, telling them they found one, they need to keep on their center spread out to see if any more victims can be found. The chief pulled up into the park, jumping out of the car before it had even stopped. He ran into the common startling all the mass that were left and the police officer already at the panorama. For some reason that particular police officer looked frightened, almost terrified. This made the police force headman very scheme. The tribal chief asked the police policeman if anything seemed out of the ordinary. The constabulary officer, Ian, replied, `` Out of the ordinary ? Out of the fuckin ordinary ! ! This skirt was beat up within an inch of her life ! She was dumped here as a 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 principal cerebration for a present moment and said thoughtfully, `` All over her torso ? '' Ian replied with, '' yeah she was dumped here naked. Not a stitch of clothing on '' This angered the constabulary chief greatly. He could n't see who could do something like this ! It was inhuman ! He walked over to the offense fit. They had n't moved her yet. She was lying there, as beautiful as can be. dark dark-brown hair glistened down her shoulders, her eyes were a brilliant tone of fleeceable gorgeous breasts, 34C 's, she was the most beautiful matter the police headman had ever seen. She was beckoning him nearer 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 freak. Do n't let them ... ... .do n't let them do it to former 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 words out, `` So cold, ca n't experience anything gladiola it 's over. '' Her eyes closed for the last clock time. Her whole body relaxed. The black affair on her rachis became unloose. The police chief looked on in wonder, flipping her over and stretching the lightlessness out ... ... and he gasped. He fell back in shock, nauseous with the mentation that someone would do this to sucks everlasting angel. Attached to the form on her back were bat wings.
nausea struck the boss as he realized the torture this young angel had gone through. He stood up and called in on his radiocommunication."We got a domestic violence, possibly homicide in the park…..has evidence of being experimented on and raped multiple times."He gagged at that live on bit.
As the coroners van picked up the women. The boss named Christopher, went into his car and went immediately to Bourdeaz Union soldier Prison two county's away. He requested to speak to a prisoner that had experimented on human beingness before. As he entered the prison, he was struck with the impossible issue that had happened in the yesteryear duo of hours. How did he know they weren't hallucinations. Christopher shook off that thought and went to talk to the former scientist.
Chris is suddenly struck down onto the land by some spiritual domain 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 look into Chris's mind.

Chris has been contacted by one of the students 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 mind. It was very swooning. All Chris could clear out was a name. Ashley…..Ashley. Chris knew that was his victim.
A scene unfolds in Chris'mind almost like a memory. It was from one of the students full point of sentiment. His name came to chris. James

James'purview
We woke up in a strange room, not knowing where we were, what day it was, not really remembering often of anything. It all came rushing back though, the shooting of a student, getting on the bus, everything going to Shirley Temple. I looked around and saw more of the students stirring and finding themselves on the floor of a declamatory way. I shook off the go 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 supporter, but I am 210lbs 6'1"and a big band eccentric at fifteen that was okay. I also had a 6 ½ inch cock that was compact which looking around at the scholarly person was safe than to the highest degree of them. As to a greater extent students started waking up, they realized too, that they were naked as well. modesty took over and they started trying to cover their persona from each other. There were a few half-wit jocks were looking at the girls and basically drooling on themselves.
I look over to my side to find cover of all sizes, which I then proceed to hand out blankets to all the Young women that looked uncomfortable with their body being ogled by lout. 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 script out the rest of the blankets to the boy who felt uncomfortable with the berth. As I hand the last blanket to the hold out boy, a doorway that wasn't there before opened up. My geometry instructor stepped in and saw that over two thirds of the students were covered he yelled,"Did I say you could cover yourselves ! ? !"I step up and say with a warm voice,"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 Thomas More force than it seemed. I went flying across the room, about thirty feet and hit the paries hard. wow sounded as I fell to the footing in a haze.
As I came to, once the reality had stopped spinning, he was standing over me with a look of cult. He said in muted vocalization that somehow scared me more than his yelling,"You do not peach to me with that flavour. You will not help out anybody but yourself. You won't do anything until I tell you to. see ?"I mumbled a serial publication of tidings that he did not see but took as a yes. He stood up as I tried to assemble my marbles."You will not do anything that is not permitted. You saw how easily I could have ended him. One nimble punch to the breastbone and lights out. Let him be an example."He walked with a little more pep in his gradation 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 berth 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 male child. The tall, night haired one was named St. David, and his brother Eric. There was a forgetful brunet with gauges in her ear who was called Shania. Then there was Ashley, dark brown hair past her shoulder, the brightest green eyes I have ever seen and a perfect White River smile. They helped me put up and they used the blankets that I had given them earliest to piss a form of make-shift bed.
That was four years ago.
The tribal chief :
Those in conclusion watchword were spoken in my nous. I sprang to life, scaring the physician as he tried to push me down to go back to sleep as I had a head injury from falling, I just ripped out the IV and sensing element and started pulling on my clothes.
As I sat in my police cruiser on my way to the police force station, I go over what had just happened today. A group of student had been taken hostage about four twelvemonth ago and we had no lede whatsoever, until one of the students turned up dead and experimented on in the park, I go to the prison house to talk to a former scientist about human experimentation and how far it could go, when I blacked out, and had a vision of some sort. It told me the first of a fib by one of the scholarly person called James and a grouping of students who had helped him after the kidnaper had struck him down for helping the students that were uncomfortable and not taking anything for himself.
I burst into the constabulary station and look at my partner and say to him,"spirit for any students from the kidnapping by the name of James, David, Eric, Shania, and Ashley !"But my partner, microphone, said with a upset aspect,"Chris, what does that have to do with the kidnapping."I look at him with an roiled look,"Look for a connecter between them, it may assist us crack this case open"I ran into my superiors position the commissioner of Newport. The commissioner looked at me with a startled facial expression,"Chris shouldn't you be in the hospital ? Don't you have a concussion ?"I said to the commissioner,"There is no time for grisly days, Commissioner, I may give had a visual modality 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 murder victim in the car park, her name is Ashley and has been experimented on to give her bat wings equal to of homo flight."The commissioner said with a poker font,"Go on."I said in a breathtaking voice,"I had a vision in Bordeaz Union soldier prison about the snatch from a scholarly person stage of perspective, more specifically the stage of view of a student named James. They woke up in a dark elbow room about thirty pes across and about sixty feet broad and they woke up naked and James I gave blankets to the educatee who were nervous with the looking that people were giving them. But the snatcher came in and punched Jesse James a good thirty feet and hit the rampart and then four youngster came up and helped him up by the figure of David Eric Shania and Ashley."
Just then microphone came into the commissioners role,"Sir, we got a link between the epithet you got. Turns out they were all kidnapped and they were often seen sitting at a table talking to each former. We also got the figure of the murder victim. Her gens is Ashley Hardy"The commissioner looked at me with a confused flavor,"What does proving that they were booster do for the vitrine ?"I did not get a chance to answer him, for the pain in the neck in my head had appeared again putting me on the basis. The world faded away as I once again introduce William James'memory.

James :
"I'm fine"I looked around at all of the skeptical looks on the students, when one of the supporter 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 early. That is what he wants. He wants us divided so he can do whatever he is going to do well-to-do. As one man he is incredibly powerful, as you saw by him putting me on my ass."The suspensor 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 twain of bookman."Come forward"I growled. He walked forward with a self-satisfied look on his boldness. David then grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear,"Are you sure 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 scholarly person and said with a exonerated voice,"If you have a problem with anyone you talk it out on how to clear this. For example,"I said,"This offspring man does not guess that I am potent enough to stop the kidnapper or anyone trying to thrum me."I was interrupted by the supporter,"I don't think, I know."With a clenched fist to manage my mood,"If we can not talk this out, we will have a friendly contention in order to decide who is right. In this case it would be a showdown of fighting."David and Eric said no simultaneously and the jocks 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 student made a circle and we chose three educatee to referee the fight. We started circling each early and the jock was trying to throw me off balance with his methamphetamine talking. Shania started laughing to herself. Eric said with a confused look,"What's so funny ?"Shania just shook her point and said,"St. James has 3 dissimilar melanise whack 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, unvoiced and speedy. Everyone looked stunned as perdition but my friends who were laughing their arse off. We walked off towards a secret corner in our holding room.

Chris :
I snapped to attending, in the commissioners chair, while the commissioner looked at me with business organisation and said,"You just passed out on my story, maybe you should go back to the hospital…"I cut him off and say to microphone,"spirit and find out where James trained in martial arts."As Mike ran out to go check his computer for the datum I asked him to find, the commissioner asked,"how do you sleep together that Henry James was in martial artistry ?"I look at him and say,"Visions