It all started in a sophomore level geometry grade. We were going over stuff that would be on the test tomorrow. But then our instructor, Mr. Hendrickson, stood up and said something I will never block. He stood up and said, `` You will never go home. '' The classrom quieted as what he just said sank in. Some hoi polloi were just as ignorant as always. Some were a footling 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 quiver down our pricker. One scholar stood up and said, `` Screw this, I 'm going dwelling house. '' Mr. Hendrickson just pulled a 9 millimeter pistol out from his desk and shot the student in the headway. screaming rose and the educatee fell to the solid ground. Mr. Hendrickson shouted over the screams, `` Do you believe me ? ! ? Do you think me now when I tell you you will never see your family line again ? ! You will never go home ! '' the screams continued, and we were wondering how people could n't get wind 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 family went understood. The men herded us out the door and out to the bus loop-the-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 oppose the sleeping gas was already ventilating through the completely bus.


4 years later ... ... ..
This case has been the toughest on all of us. No leads, no attestant it just seems like they vanished into flimsy air ! The constabulary head took a deep breath and continued, `` As always there have been false leads, maybe to throw us off their track or maybe it 's just people looking for the wages money. We may never bed 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 common soldier meeting. The secretary calls on the phone and tells him that it 's a man who might have a lead on the case he has n't given me all the details. The chief told her off because she had no validation that he knew what he was talking about, she replied with a startled voice, `` sir I just got a report in ! They found a cleaning lady ! ! A woman who fits the age verbal description and physical one too ! She said her gens is Anna. She 's been left at the commons, 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 ! ! ''
Delilah cacophony throughout the city as the information was spread to every police station within 20 miles, 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 patrol officer already at the scene. For some reasonableness that particular police officeholder looked frightened, almost terrified. This made the police chief very fascinate. The chief asked the police ship's officer if anything seemed out of the ordinary. The constabulary military officer, Ian, replied, `` Out of the ordinary ? Out of the fuckin ordinary bicycle ! ! This chick was beat up within an inch of her life ! She was dumped here as a command. And she has marks all over her soundbox ! Like they have when they have been operated on, except all over her ! ! She 's got this blackness sheet 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 torso ? '' 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 empathise who could do something like this ! It was inhuman ! He walked over to the crime scene. They had n't moved her yet. She was lying there, as beautiful as can be. night brown hairsbreadth glistened down her shoulder joint, her eyes were a magnificent shade of green gorgeous boob, 34C 's, she was the most beautiful thing the police chieftain had ever seen. She was beckoning him near with one bridge player. He walked over and grasped it tightly. She pulled him down close with breathtaking easiness, and whispered into his ear. `` They experimented on us, made us junky. 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 yr. She smiled at him and breathed the words out, `` So dusty, ca n't find anything happy it 's over. '' Her oculus closed for the finale prison term. Her whole body relaxed. The black affair on her back became slack. The police chieftain looked on in wonderment, flipping her over and stretching the pitch blackness out ... ... and he gasped. He fell back in shock, nauseous with the thought process that someone would do this to suck up perfect angel. Attached to the flesh on her vertebral column were bat wings.
Nausea struck the chief as he realized the torture this young holy man had gone through. He stood up and called in on his wireless."We got a domestic violence, possibly homicide in the park…..has grounds of being experimented on and raped multiple times."He gagged at that net bit.
As the coroner van picked up the women. The chief named St. Christopher, went into his car and went immediately to Bourdeaz Federal prison house two county's away. He requested to speak to a prisoner that had experimented on man beings before. As he entered the prison, he was struck with the impossible events that had happened in the yesteryear duo of hours. How did he know they weren't hallucination. Christopher shook off that intellection and went to talk to the former scientist.
Chris is suddenly struck down onto the ground by some spiritual domain military 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 hospital, we take a look into Chris's mind.

Chris has been contacted by one of the students that had been abducted. He did not sympathize it at the time, all he knew was that a voice was speaking to him in his mind. It was very faint. All Chris could make out was a name. Ashley…..Ashley. Chris knew that was his victim.
A vista unfolds in Chris'mind almost like a memory. It was from one of the students point of view. His name came to chris. James River

Henry James'thought
We woke up in a strange room, not knowing where we were, what day it was, not really remembering a good deal 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 large way. I shook off the last of the gas or whatever they used to put us to catch some Z's and put up up. I then realized that I was naked. I'm not a athlete, but I am 210lbs 6'1"and a big banding eccentric person at fifteen that was okay. I also had a 6 ½ in shaft that was compact which looking around at the scholarly person was better than nearly of them. As more scholar started waking up, they realized too, that they were naked as well. Modesty took over and they started trying to report their parts from each other. There were a few idiot jocks were looking at the miss and basically drooling on themselves.
I look over to my side to find blankets of all sizes, which I then proceed to hand out mantle to all the young charwoman that looked uncomfortable with their bodies being ogled by stumblebum. There were a few girls who were posing for the supporter, and got mad when I did not hand them a blanket. I told them,"You are obviously comfortable flashing your consistence around so why cover it ?"I paw out the residual of the blankets to the boys who felt uncomfortable with the billet. As I mitt the last blanket to the last boy, a door that wasn't there before opened up. My geometry instructor stepped in and saw that over two third of the students were covered he yelled,"Did I say you could cover yourselves ! ? !"I step up and say with a strong vocalism,"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 world power than it seemed. I went flying across the room, about thirty feet and hit the wall hard. Screams sounded as I fell to the background in a shock.
As I came to, once the reality had stopped spinning, he was standing over me with a look of furor. He said in quiet vocalism that somehow scared me Thomas More than his yelling,"You do not utter to me with that tonus. You will not assist out anybody but yourself. You won't do anything until I tell you to. Understand ?"I mumbled a serial of words that he did not hear but took as a yes. He stood up as I tried to gather my wits."You will not do anything that is not permitted. You saw how easily I could have ended him. One warm lick to the sternum and lights out. Let him be an example."He walked with a little more pep in his step 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 prison term they introduced themselves. There were 2 lady friend and 2 boys. The improbable, dark haired one was named David, and his buddy Eric. There was a dead brunette with gauges in her ear who was called Shania. Then there was Ashley, glowering brown hair past her shoulder, the brightest commons eyes I have ever seen and a arrant white smile. They helped me stand and they used the blankets that I had given them originally to seduce a form of make-shift bed.
That was four age ago.
The gaffer :
Those hold up words were spoken in my school principal. I sprang to life, scaring the doctor as he tried to drive me down to go back to sleep as I had a promontory wound from falling, I just ripped out the IV and sensor and started pulling on my clothes.
As I sat in my police force cruiser on my way to the constabulary station, I go over what had just happened today. A group of students had been taken surety about four years ago and we had no leads whatsoever, until one of the students turned up short and experimented on in the park, I go to the prison to utter to a former scientist about human experiment and how far it could go, when I blacked out, and had a vision of some sort. It told me the beginning of a story by one of the scholarly person called James II and a group of students 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 constabulary station and looking at my partner and say to him,"Look for any educatee from the snatch by the gens of James, David, Eric, Shania, and Ashley !"But my partner, Mike, said with a confused look,"Chris, what does that have to do with the kidnapping."I look at him with an irritated look,"face for a connection between them, it may facilitate us check this case subject"I ran into my superscript situation the commissioner of Newport. The commissioner looked at me with a startled look,"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 days, Commissioner, I may have had a imaginativeness 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 victim in the parking area, her public figure is Ashley and has been experimented on to yield her bat extension able of human flight."The commissioner said with a poker boldness,"Go on."I said in a pulseless interpreter,"I had a visual sense in Bordeaz Fed prison about the kidnapping from a scholarly person decimal point of perspective, more specifically the point of view of a student named Saint James the Apostle. They woke up in a dark room about thirty feet across and about sixty feet wide and they woke up naked and St. James the Apostle gave blankets to the student who were queasy with the aspect that the great unwashed were giving them. But the kidnapper came in and punched James a good thirty feet 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 microphone 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 tabular array talking to each former. We also got the figure of the murder dupe. Her figure is Ashley Oliver Hardy"The commissioner looked at me with a mix up look,"What does proving that they were friends do for the pillow slip ?"I did not get a chance to answer him, for the pain sensation in my head teacher had appeared again putting me on the ground. The world faded away as I once again introduce King James I'memory.

King James :
"I'm okay"I looked around at all of the skeptical flavour on the educatee, when one of the athletic supporter said,"I wouldn't have let him hit me, I'd have put him on his ass."David stood up angrily to go face 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 athletic supporter snorted and said under his breathing spell,"it would be easy to put you on your ass."I pointed at him so suddenly that it startled a duad of educatee."Come forward"I growled. He walked forward with a smug look on his face. Jacques Louis David then grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear,"Are you sure enough Saint 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 bookman and said with a clear part,"If you have a problem with anyone you talk it out on how to solve this. For example,"I said,"This Pres Young man does not intend that I am hard enough to stop the kidnapper or anyone trying to beat me."I was interrupted by the jock,"I don't think, I know."With a clinched clenched fist to handle my irritability,"If we can not spill this out, we will hold a friendly competitor in order to resolve who is right. In this sheath it would be a encounter of fighting."David and Eric said no simultaneously and the jockstrap laughed. I looked at my admirer and told them,"I will be alright I know something they don't."they asked me what did I know that they did not screw. I laughed and said,"You'll see"The scholar made a R-2 and we chose three scholar to referee the combat. We started circling each former and the jockstrap was trying to throw me off balance with his shabu talk. Shania started laughing to herself. Eric said with a disoriented facial expression,"What's so comical ?"Shania just shook her drumhead and said,"King James I has 3 different black belts in 3 different fighting styles."All my acquaintance 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, tough and speedy. Everyone looked stunned as hell but my friends who were laughing their buttocks off. We walked off towards a secret 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 floor, maybe you should go back to the hospital…"I cut him off and say to Mike,"Look and witness out where James IV trained in martial arts."As Mike ran out to go insure his estimator for the data I asked him to ascertain, the commissioner asked,"how do you know that James was in martial artistic production ?"I look at him and say,"Visions