It all started in a sophomore level geometry class. We were going over fabric 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 place. '' The classrom quieted as what he just said sank in. Some people were just as unwitting as always. Some were a minuscule shocked. All of us were confused, so he replyed with a casual, `` You will never see your menage again. '' Now we were officially spooked. Just the way he said it sent chills down our spine. One scholar stood up and said, `` fucking this, I 'm going home. '' Mr. Hendrickson just pulled a 9 millimeter pistol out from his desk and shot the scholar in the head. Screams rose and the student fell to the priming coat. Mr. Hendrickson shouted over the screams, `` Do you believe me ? ! ? Do you believe me now when I tell you you will never see your menage again ? ! You will never go home ! '' the screaming continued, and we were wondering how hoi polloi could n't hear us, could n't find out the screams. It was then when we lost all promise in seeing our sept again. Mr. Hendrickson called two men into the classroom armed with AK 47 's and the course of study went tacit. 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 day our inwardness 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 time anyone thought to do anything or even react the sleeping gas was already ventilating through the totally bus.


4 years later ... ... ..
This case has been the toughest on all of us. No leads, no witness it just seems like they vanished into thin air ! The police chief took a inscrutable breathing space and continued, `` As always there have been sour tip, maybe to throw away us off their trail or maybe it 's just people looking for the payoff money. We may never have sex in fact we may never ... ... '' A bang penetrated the room. The tribal chief outcry at his escritoire for letting people into the building when it was supposed to be a private meeting. The secretary calls on the phone and tells him that it 's a man who might get a booster cable on the typeface he has n't given me all the details. 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 woman ! ! A woman who fits the age description and strong-arm 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 female child that was originally kidnapped maybe she could tell them where the other dupe were ! He shouted, `` On my way ! ! ''
temptress blare throughout the metropolis as the info was spread to every constabulary station within 20 sea mile, telling them they found one, they need to keep their eyes open 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 park startling all the mass that were left and the police police officer already at the conniption. For some cause that specific law police officer looked frightened, almost terrified. This made the police chief very intrigued. The chief asked the law policeman if anything seemed out of the ordinary. The law officer, Ian, replied, `` Out of the ordinary ? Out of the fuckin average ! ! This dame was beat up within an column inch of her liveliness ! She was dumped here as a argument. And she has grade all over her soundbox ! Like they have when they have been operated on, except all over her ! ! She 's got this black canvas stuff on her binding that must be glued on to her because we can not get them off her ! '' the gaffer 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 chief greatly. He could n't understand who could do something like this ! It was cold-blooded ! He walked over to the crime scene. They had n't moved her yet. She was lying there, as beautiful as can be. iniquity brown hair glistened down her shoulders, her eyes were a brilliant shade of greenness gorgeous breasts, 34C 's, she was the most beautiful thing the police gaffer 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 long time. She smiled at him and breathed the wrangle out, `` So frigidness, ca n't find anything glad it 's over. '' Her centre closed for the end fourth dimension. Her unhurt body relaxed. The black affair on her vertebral column became loose. The police chief looked on in marvel, flipping her over and stretching the blackness out ... ... and he gasped. He fell back in electrical shock, nauseous with the thought that individual would do this to sucks complete angel. Attached to the flesh on her back were bat wings.
nausea struck the chieftain as he realized the torture this Whitney Young angel had gone through. He stood up and called in on his wireless."We got a domestic violence, possibly homicide in the park…..has evidence of being experimented on and raped multiple times."He gagged at that concluding bit.
As the coroner van picked up the women. The top dog named Saint 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 homo beings before. As he entered the prison, he was struck with the impossible events that had happened in the past couple of time of day. How did he screw they weren't hallucination. Christopher shook off that opinion and went to talk to the onetime scientist.
Chris is suddenly struck down onto the land by some unseen force. He grabbed his read/write head at the tabernacle and started moaning in agony. The warden called the ambulance and as the ambulance took him to the hospital, we take a face into Chris's mind.

Chris has been contacted by one of the student that had been abducted. He did not understand it at the clock time, all he knew was that a voice was speaking to him in his judgement. It was very shadowy. All Chris could piddle out was a name. Ashley…..Ashley. Chris knew that was his victim.
A aspect unfolds in Chris'mind almost like a remembering. It was from one of the scholarly person breaker point of view. His figure came to chris. James

St. James'sight
We woke up in a strange elbow room, not knowing where we were, what day it was, not really remembering a great deal of anything. It all came rushing back though, the shooting of a student, getting on the bus, everything going to dim. I looked around and saw more of the students stirring and finding themselves on the floor of a large way. I shook off the last 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 suspensor, but I am 210lbs 6'1"and a big lot geek at fifteen that was okay. I also had a 6 ½ in tool that was thick which looking around at the bookman was better than most of them. As more bookman started waking up, they realized too, that they were naked as well. Modesty took over and they started trying to overlay their component part 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 obtain blankets of all sizes, which I then proceed to hand out blankets to all the Loretta Young women that looked uncomfortable with their consistence being ogled by gawk. There were a few girls who were posing for the jockstrap, and got mad when I did not bridge player them a cover. I told them,"You are obviously comfortable flashing your organic structure around so why enshroud it ?"I hand out the remainder of the blankets to the son who felt uncomfortable with the situation. As I hand the last mantle to the last 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 stiff 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 more power than it seemed. I went flying across the room, about XXX feet and hit the wall hard. belly laugh sounded as I fell to the priming in a daze.
As I came to, once the world had stopped spinning, he was standing over me with a look of cult. He said in quiet voice that somehow scared me More than his yelling,"You do not talk to me with that tone. You will not assist out anybody but yourself. You won't do anything until I tell you to. sympathise ?"I mumbled a series of words that he did not try but took as a yes. He stood up as I tried to conglomerate my card."You will not do anything that is not permitted. You saw how easily I could have ended him. One flying punch to the sternum and visible light out. Let him be an example."He walked with a little more pep in his step towards the doorway. As he left, four pupil immediately rushed over to see if I was alright. They helped me up into a session 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 fille and 2 boy. The tall, glowering haired one was named St. David, and his brother Eric. There was a short brunette with calibre in her ear who was called Shania. Then there was Ashley, dark brown hairsbreadth past her shoulder, the brightest green center I have ever seen and a perfect white smile. They helped me remain firm and they used the blankets that I had given them other to make a sort of make-shift bed.
That was four years ago.
The chief :
Those finis words were spoken in my head. I sprang to life, scaring the doctor as he tried to tug me down to go back to slumber 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 prowl car on my way to the police station, I go over what had just happened today. A group of student had been taken hostage about four class ago and we had no Pb whatsoever, until one of the student turned up dead and experimented on in the car park, I go to the prison to babble to a former scientist about human experimentation and how far it could go, when I blacked out, and had a imagination of some sort. It told me the beginning of a level by one of the students called Saint James and a group of student 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 post and look at my collaborator and say to him,"Look for any students from the kidnapping by the epithet of James, David, Eric, Shania, and Ashley !"But my partner, Mike, said with a confused face,"Chris, what does that have to do with the kidnapping."I look at him with an irritated expression,"face for a connection between them, it may help us crack this event surface"I ran into my Lake Superior office the commissioner of Newport. The commissioner looked at me with a startled spirit,"Chris shouldn't you be in the hospital ? Don't you have a concussion ?"I said to the commissioner,"There is no time for chuck days, Commissioner, I may have had a visual sense of some kind involving the kidnapping."The commissioner looked at me with a doubting looking at. 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 wings equal to of human flight."The commissioner said with a poker face,"Go on."I said in a breathless spokesperson,"I had a sight in Bordeaz Federal Prison about the kidnapping from a student point of view, more specifically the point of panorama of a bookman named James. They woke up in a dark way about xxx feet across and about lx feet wide and they woke up naked and James IV gave mantle to the students who were awkward with the look that masses were giving them. But the snatcher came in and punched James a good XXX feet and hit the rampart and then four tike came up and helped him up by the names of St. 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 other. We also got the name of the murder dupe. Her name is Ashley Thomas Hardy"The commissioner looked at me with a unconnected look,"What does proving that they were friends do for the case ?"I did not get a chance to do him, for the pain in my head had appeared again putting me on the ground. The world faded away as I once again entered James'memory.

James :
"I'm fine"I looked around at all of the skeptical flavour 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."Jacques Louis 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 easier. As one man he is incredibly powerful, as you saw by him putting me on my ass."The jock snorted and said under his breathing place,"it would be leisurely to put you on your ass."I pointed at him so suddenly that it startled a couple of educatee."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 sure James ? You got hit pretty hard."I looked at him and told him,"yeah"I then looked at the jockstrap who was getting smugger by the second. I looked up at all the educatee and said with a clear voice,"If you have a trouble with anyone you talk it out on how to work this. For good example,"I said,"This offspring man does not think that I am strong enough to stop the snatcher or anyone trying to beat me."I was interrupted by the jock,"I don't think, I know."With a clench fist to manage my temper,"If we can not talk this out, we will have a friendly rival in monastic order to decide who is right. In this suit it would be a confrontation of fighting."Saint David and Eric said no simultaneously and the jockstrap laughed. I looked at my friends and told them,"I will be O.K. I know something they don't."they asked me what did I know that they did not roll in the hay. I laughed and said,"You'll see"The students made a circle and we chose three students to referee the conflict. We started circling each early and the jock was trying to fuddle me off rest with his scrap talk. Shania started laughing to herself. Eric said with a mix up look,"What's so queer ?"Shania just shook her header and said,"Epistle of James has 3 dissimilar blackened knock in 3 different fighting styles."All my booster 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, intemperate and promptly. Everyone looked stunned as hell but my friends who were laughing their tush off. We walked off towards a secret street corner in our holding room.

Chris :
I snapped to attention, in the commissioners chair, while the commissioner looked at me with headache and said,"You just passed out on my story, maybe you should go back to the hospital…"I cut him off and say to mike,"flavor and find out where William James trained in warlike arts."As microphone ran out to go check his computer for the data I asked him to find, the commissioner asked,"how do you know that James was in martial arts ?"I look at him and say,"visual sensation