It all started in a sophomore floor geometry class. We were going over material that would be on the test tomorrow. But then our teacher, Mr. Hendrickson, stood up and said something I will never draw a blank. He stood up and said, `` You will never go dwelling. '' The classrom quieted as what he just said sank in. Some people were just as nescient as always. Some were a little shock. All of us were confused, so he replyed with a occasional, `` 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 handgun out from his desk and shot the bookman in the head. Screams rose and the bookman fell to the background. Mr. Hendrickson shouted over the screams, `` Do you think me ? ! ? Do you trust me now when I tell you you will never see your kin again ? ! You will never go domicile ! '' the screams continued, and we were wondering how people could n't hear us, could n't hear the sidesplitter. 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 division went soundless. The men herded us out the room access and out to the bus loop where we were then loaded up on a bus. As we left the schooltime our hearts sank. We were on our way to wherever he felt like taking us. Some of us noticed the men putting on gasmasks but it did n't matter. By the sentence anyone thought to do anything or even respond the sleeping gas was already ventilating through the whole bus.


4 years later ........
This case has been the hard on all of us. No jumper lead, no spectator it just seems like they vanished into slight air ! The police chief took a trench intimation and continued, `` As always there have been assumed steer, maybe to drop us off their track or maybe it 's just people looking for the reward money. We may never know in fact we may never ...... '' A belt penetrated the room. The chief cry at his repository for letting people into the construction when it was supposed to be a buck private get together. 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 inside information. The chief told her off because she had no test copy that he knew what he was talking about, she replied with a jump voice, `` sir I just got a report in ! They found a woman ! ! A cleaning woman who fits the age description and physical one too ! She said her figure is Anna. She 's been left at the Park, she 's dying ! ! ! ! ! '' the head was intrigued if this could be a fille that was originally kidnapped maybe she could differentiate them where the other victims were ! He shouted, `` On my way ! ! ''
siren blaring throughout the city as the information was spread to every police place within 20 international nautical mile, telling them they found one, they need to keep their eyes open to see if any more dupe can be found. The tribal chief pulled up into the Mungo Park, jumping out of the car before it had even stopped. He ran into the park startling all the citizenry that were left and the police officer already at the prospect. For some reason that particular constabulary officer looked frightened, almost terrified. This made the constabulary boss very fascinate. The chief asked the police policeman if anything seemed out of the ordinary bicycle. The law officer, Ian, replied, `` Out of the ordinary ? Out of the fuckin ordinary ! ! This bird was beat up within an inch of her life ! She was dumped here as a statement. And she has stain all over her body ! Like they have when they have been operated on, except all over her ! ! She 's got this blackened 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 present moment and said thoughtfully, `` All over her body ? '' Ian replied with, '' yeah she was dumped here naked. Not a stitch of wearable on '' This angered the police force chief greatly. He could n't understand who could do something like this ! It was inhuman ! He walked over to the crime view. They had n't moved her yet. She was lying there, as beautiful as can be. Dark browned hair glistened down her shoulders, her middle were a brainy shade of greens gorgeous chest, 34C 's, she was the most beautiful thing the police headman had ever seen. She was beckoning him closemouthed 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 nut. 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 age. She smiled at him and breathed the words out, `` So cold, ca n't feel anything beaming it 's over. '' Her eye closed for the final time. Her whole body relaxed. The black thing on her back became liberal. The police chief looked on in wonderment, flipping her over and stretching the blackness out ...... and he gasped. He fell back in daze, nauseous with the thought that someone would do this to draw perfect angel. Attached to the flesh on her back were bat wings.
Nausea struck the chief as he realized the torture this Edward Young angel had gone through. He stood up and called in on his radio."We got a domestic violence, possibly homicide in the park… .. has grounds of being experimented on and raped multiple times."He gagged at that live on bit.
As the coroner van picked up the woman. The chief named Saint Christopher, went into his car and went immediately to Bourdeaz Federal Prison two county's away. He requested to address to a prisoner that had experimented on human organism before. As he entered the prison, he was struck with the impossible events that had happened in the past couple of hours. How did he know they weren't hallucinations. Christopher shook off that thought and went to babble out to the former scientist.
Chris is suddenly struck down onto the earth by some unseen 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 understand it at the time, all he knew was that a phonation was speaking to him in his mind. It was very pass out. All Chris could puddle out was a name. Ashley… .. Ashley. Chris knew that was his victim.
A picture unfolds in Chris'mind almost like a retention. It was from one of the students distributor 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 black. I looked around and saw Sir Thomas More of the student stirring and finding themselves on the floor of a large elbow room. I shook off the net of the gas or whatever they used to put us to log Z's 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 flake at fifteen that was okay. I also had a 6 ½ column inch cock that was thick which looking around at the student was better than well-nigh of them. As more student started waking up, they realized too, that they were naked as well. Modesty took over and they started trying to get across their piece from each other. There were a few half-wit supporter were looking at the little girl and basically drooling on themselves.
I look over to my side to find blanket of all sizes, which I then proceed to hand out mantle to all the young women that looked uncomfortable with their bodies being ogled by oafs. There were a few girls who were posing for the suspensor, and got mad when I did not helping hand them a blanket. I told them,"You are obviously comfortable flashing your torso around so why conceal it ?"I hand out the rest of the blankets to the male child who felt uncomfortable with the state of affairs. As I hand the last blanket to the end boy, a door that wasn't there before opened up. My geometry teacher stepped in and saw that over two thirds of the scholarly person 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 power than it seemed. I went flying across the room, about thirty metrical foot and hit the rampart hard. Screams sounded as I fell to the footing in a haze.
As I came to, once the world had stopped spinning, he was standing over me with a feeling of rage. He said in quiet vocalism that somehow scared me more than than his yelling,"You do not spill to me with that tone. You will not help oneself out anybody but yourself. You won't do anything until I tell you to. empathize ?"I mumbled a serial publication of Logos that he did not hear but took as a yes. He stood up as I tried to gather my learning ability."You will not do anything that is not permitted. You saw how easily I could have got ended him. One quick poke to the sternum and lights out. Let him be an example."He walked with a little More pep in his tone towards the door. As he left, four bookman immediately rushed over to see if I was alright. They helped me up into a sit down 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 girls and 2 boy. The tall, dark haired one was named Jacques Louis 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 hair past her berm, the shining green middle I have ever seen and a perfect Patrick White smile. They helped me stand and they used the blanket that I had given them earlier to make a sort of make-shift bed.
That was four years ago.
The Chief :
Those final stage give-and-take were spoken in my chief. I sprang to life, scaring the doctor as he tried to push me down to go back to sleep as I had a head combat injury from falling, I just ripped out the IV and sensors and started pulling on my clothes.
As I sat in my law pleasure boat on my way to the police station, I go over what had just happened today. A group of students had been taken hostage about four years ago and we had no lead whatsoever, until one of the students turned up absolutely and experimented on in the park, I go to the prison to talk to a former scientist about homo experimentation and how far it could go, when I blacked out, and had a vision of some sort. It told me the beginning of a report by one of the students called James and a group of students who had helped him after the kidnapper had struck him down for helping the pupil that were uncomfortable and not taking anything for himself.
I burst into the police force station and look at my better half and say to him,"Look for any bookman from the kidnapping by the name of King James, David, Eric, Shania, and Ashley !"But my partner, mike, said with a flurry smell,"Chris, what does that take in to do with the kidnapping."I look at him with an irritated look,"feel for a association between them, it may help us break up this case open"I ran into my Lake Superior situation the commissioner of Newport. The commissioner looked at me with a jump flavor,"Chris shouldn't you be in the hospital ? Don't you have a concussion ?"I said to the commissioner,"There is no metre for purge Clarence Day, Commissioner, I may give birth had a sight 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 parkland, her gens is Ashley and has been experimented on to give her bat wings capable of man flight."The commissioner said with a poker game face,"Go on."I said in a pulseless voice,"I had a vision in Bordeaz Federal prison house about the snatch from a students decimal point of sentiment, more specifically the point of view of a pupil named James River. They woke up in a dark room about thirty feet across and about sixty feet wide and they woke up raw and James River gave mantle to the students who were nervous with the looking at that people were giving them. But the abductor came in and punched James a expert thirty human foot and hit the rampart and then four fry came up and helped him up by the names of St. David Eric Shania and Ashley."
Just then mike came into the commissioners billet,"Sir, we got a connexion between the figure 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 fuddle look,"What does proving that they were friends do for the case ?"I did not get a luck to do him, for the pain in the ass in my top dog had appeared again putting me on the ground. The public faded away as I once again get into St. James'memory.

Jesse James :
"I'm very well"I looked around at all of the skeptical feeling on the scholarly person, when one of the jock 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 early. That is what he wants. He wants us divided so he can do whatever he is going to do prosperous. As one man he is incredibly powerful, as you saw by him putting me on my ass."The jock 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 couple of students."semen 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 for certain St. 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 students and said with a clear voice,"If you have a job with anyone you talk it out on how to solve this. For example,"I said,"This Lester Willis Young man does not think that I am potent enough to cease the snatcher or anyone trying to beat me."I was interrupted by the jock,"I don't think, I know."With a clinch fist to manage my temper,"If we can not babble out this out, we will sustain a friendly competition in rescript to settle who is properly. In this event it would be a showdown of fighting."David and Eric said no simultaneously and the jocks laughed. I looked at my Quaker 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 roll in the hay. I laughed and said,"You'll see"The students made a circuit and we chose three student to peer review the fight. We started circling each other and the jock was trying to throw me off residuum with his scum talking. Shania started laughing to herself. Eric said with a confused smell,"What's so suspicious ?"Shania just shook her head and said,"James has 3 different Negroid belts in 3 unlike fighting styles."All my protagonist started laughing and I knew the cat was out of the bag. So I decided to end it. The jock took a whole step towards me and to put it simply, I put him on his ass, hard and quick. Everyone looked stunned as hell but my friends who were laughing their screw off. We walked off towards a individual corner in our holding room.

Chris :
I snapped to tending, in the commissioners chair, while the commissioner looked at me with care 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 warriorlike arts."As Mike 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,"sight