It all started in a sophomore level 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 forget. He stood up and said, `` You will never go dwelling. '' The classrom quieted as what he just said sank in. Some mass were just as ignorant as always. Some were a lilliputian shocked. All of us were confused, so he replyed with a nonchalant, `` You will never see your family again. '' Now we were officially spooked. Just the way he said it sent chills down our rachis. One student stood up and said, `` shtup this, I 'm going home. '' Mr. Hendrickson just pulled a 9 millimetre handgun out from his desk and shot the pupil in the head. Screams rose and the student fell to the ground. Mr. Hendrickson shouted over the scream, `` Do you consider me ? ! ? Do you think me now when I tell you you will never see your family again ? ! You will never go dwelling house ! '' the screams continued, and we were wondering how citizenry could n't hear 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 class went still. The men herded us out the door and out to the bus eyelet where we were then loaded up on a bus. As we left the schooling 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 affair. By the prison term anyone thought to do anything or even oppose the sleeping gas was already ventilating through the whole bus.


4 geezerhood later ... ... ..
This type has been the ruffianly on all of us. No leads, no attestor it just seems like they vanished into slight air ! The law chief took a deep breath and continued, `` As always there have been fake lede, maybe to throw us off their trail or maybe it 's just people looking for the wages money. We may never know in fact we may never ... ... '' A knock penetrated the room. The chief shout at his secretary for letting masses into the building when it was supposed to be a private meeting. The escritoire calls on the speech sound and tells him that it 's a man who might have a track on the cause he has n't given me all the point. The main told her off because she had no proof that he knew what he was talking about, she replied with a startled vocalization, `` sir I just got a report in ! They found a cleaning lady ! ! A cleaning lady who fits the age description and forcible one too ! She said her figure is Anna. She 's been left at the commons, she 's dying ! ! ! ! ! '' the gaffer was intrigued if this could be a girl that was originally kidnapped maybe she could tell them where the early victims were ! He shouted, `` On my way ! ! ''
siren clamor throughout the city as the information was spread to every police place within 20 miles, telling them they found one, they need to keep their center open to see if any more dupe can be found. The top dog 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 officer already at the scene. For some reason that item police policeman looked frightened, almost terrified. This made the law chief very intrigued. The head asked the police officer if anything seemed out of the ordinary. The police force officer, Ian, replied, `` Out of the ordinary ? Out of the fuckin ordinary ! ! This bird was beat up within an inch of her lifetime ! She was dumped here as a statement. And she has soft touch all over her organic structure ! Like they have when they have been operated on, except all over her ! ! She 's got this black canvas poppycock on her back that must be glued on to her because we can not get them off her ! '' the chief sentiment 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 top dog greatly. He could n't understand who could do something like this ! It was cold-blooded ! He walked over to the criminal offense setting. They had n't moved her yet. She was lying there, as beautiful as can be. Dark brown pilus glistened down her articulatio humeri, her heart were a splendid specter of green gorgeous breasts, 34C 's, she was the most beautiful affair the constabulary 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 repose, 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 early minor. '' he said that he would do his very best. He asked her where she had been kept all these eld. She smiled at him and breathed the words out, `` So cold, ca n't feel anything glad it 's over. '' Her eyes closed for the conclusion time. Her whole body relaxed. The black thing on her dorsum became loose. The police chief looked on in marvel, flipping her over and stretching the blackness out ... ... and he gasped. He fell back in shock, offensive with the mentation that someone would do this to sucks consummate holy man. Attached to the form on her back were bat wings.
Nausea struck the headman as he realized the torture this unseasoned 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 last bit.
As the coroners van picked up the fair sex. The chief named Christopher, went into his car and went immediately to Bourdeaz Federal prison two county's away. He requested to speak to a captive that had experimented on human existence before. As he entered the prison, he was struck with the unimaginable effect that had happened in the yesteryear couple of hours. How did he know they weren't hallucinations. St. Christopher shook off that thought and went to speak to the former scientist.
Chris is suddenly struck down onto the priming coat by some unseen force. He grabbed his 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 look into Chris's mind.

Chris has been contacted by one of the student that had been abducted. He did not infer it at the metre, all he knew was that a interpreter was speaking to him in his head. It was very faint. All Chris could micturate out was a gens. Ashley…..Ashley. Chris knew that was his victim.
A scene unfolds in Chris'mind almost like a memory. It was from one of the educatee decimal point of view. His gens came to chris. Saint James the Apostle

James'View
We woke up in a foreign room, not knowing where we were, what day it was, not really remembering practically of anything. It all came rushing back though, the shooting of a student, getting on the bus, everything going to disastrous. I looked around and saw more of the students stirring and finding themselves on the level of a large room. I shook off the lastly of the gas or whatever they used to put us to sleep and stand up up. I then realized that I was naked. I'm not a jockstrap, but I am 210lbs 6'1"and a big band eccentric at fifteen that was okay. I also had a 6 ½ inch peter that was thick which looking around at the educatee was better than to the highest degree of them. As more students started waking up, they realized too, that they were naked as well. modesty took over and they started trying to cover their function from each early. There were a few idiot jocks were looking at the girls and basically drooling on themselves.
I look over to my English to find blankets of all sizes, which I then proceed to hand out blankets to all the young woman that looked uncomfortable with their consistence being ogled by oafs. There were a few girls who were posing for the jocks, and got mad when I did not hand them a blanket. I told them,"You are obviously comfortable flashing your body around so why hide it ?"I manus out the rest of the blanket to the son who felt uncomfortable with the site. 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 thirds of the students were covered he yelled,"Did I say you could cover yourselves ! ? !"I step up and say with a strong vox,"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 Sir Thomas More mightiness than it seemed. I went flying across the way, about thirty feet and hit the bulwark hard. Screams sounded as I fell to the ground in a haze.
As I came to, once the world had stopped spinning, he was standing over me with a look of passion. He said in quiet representative that somehow scared me more than his shouting,"You do not lecture to me with that step. You will not help out anybody but yourself. You won't do anything until I tell you to. Understand ?"I mumbled a serial publication of words that he did not take heed but took as a yes. He stood up as I tried to tuck my wits."You will not do anything that is not permitted. You saw how easily I could have ended him. One straightaway punch to the sternum and twinkle 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 meter they introduced themselves. There were 2 girl and 2 boys. The improbable, dark haired one was named Saint David, and his brother Eric. There was a poor brunette with gauges in her ear who was called Shania. Then there was Ashley, drear brown pilus past her berm, the vivid green middle I have ever seen and a stark Edward White smile. They helped me stand and they used the blankets that I had given them earlier to take in a variety of make-shift bed.
That was four twelvemonth ago.
The tribal chief :
Those finale words were spoken in my oral sex. I sprang to life, scaring the MD as he tried to push me down to go back to sleep as I had a read/write head harm from falling, I just ripped out the IV and sensors and started pulling on my dress.
As I sat in my constabulary prowl car on my way to the constabulary station, I go over what had just happened today. A group of educatee had been taken surety about four years ago and we had no lead-in whatsoever, until one of the scholar turned up utter and experimented on in the park, I go to the prison to talk to a early 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 story by one of the students called Saint James the Apostle 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 police station and feeling at my cooperator and say to him,"Look for any scholarly person from the snatch by the epithet of William James, David, Eric, Shania, and Ashley !"But my collaborator, microphone, said with a confused look,"Chris, what does that have to do with the kidnapping."I look at him with an roiled look,"looking at for a joining between them, it may help us crack this instance open"I ran into my superordinate office the commissioner of Newport. The commissioner looked at me with a startled smell,"Chris shouldn't you be in the hospital ? Don't you have a concussion ?"I said to the commissioner,"There is no time for nauseated years, Commissioner, I may have 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 slaying victim in the ballpark, her figure is Ashley and has been experimented on to give her bat backstage capable of human flight."The commissioner said with a poker face,"Go on."I said in a dyspneal voice,"I had a sight in Bordeaz Federal Prison about the kidnapping from a bookman point in time of view, more specifically the period of horizon of a pupil named James. They woke up in a colored room about XXX feet across and about LX feet wide and they woke up defenseless and Jesse James gave cover to the scholar who were restless with the looking at that people were giving them. But the kidnapper came in and punched St. James a good thirty feet and hit the rampart and then four tike came up and helped him up by the name calling 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 early. We also got the name of the slaying victim. Her name is Ashley Thomas Hardy"The commissioner looked at me with a jumble flavour,"What does proving that they were Friend do for the case ?"I did not get a opportunity to resolve him, for the pain in my head had appeared again putting me on the flat coat. The world faded away as I once again put down James'memory.

James :
"I'm fine"I looked around at all of the skeptical feeling on the pupil, when one of the suspensor said,"I wouldn't have let him hit me, I'd have put him on his ass."St. David stood up angrily to go present 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 easy. As one man he is incredibly powerful, as you saw by him putting me on my ass."The jock snorted and said under his hint,"it would be easy to put you on your ass."I pointed at him so suddenly that it startled a couple of bookman."ejaculate forward"I growled. He walked forward with a self-satisfied looking on his face. David then grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear,"Are you sure as shooting James I ? You got hit pretty hard."I looked at him and told him,"yeah"I then looked at the supporter who was getting smugger by the second. I looked up at all the students and said with a clear voice,"If you have a problem with anyone you talk it out on how to solve this. For case,"I said,"This young man does not think that I am firm 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 clenched clenched fist to manage my peevishness,"If we can not talk this out, we will let a friendly challenger in Holy Order to settle who is properly. In this case it would be a encounter of fighting."David and Eric said no simultaneously and the jocks laughed. I looked at my Friend and told them,"I will be alright I know something they don't."they asked me what did I know that they did not love. I laughed and said,"You'll see"The students made a circle and we chose three students to referee the competitiveness. We started circling each former and the jock was trying to bewilder me off Libra with his trash talk of the town. Shania started laughing to herself. Eric said with a confused flavor,"What's so funny remark ?"Shania just shook her head and said,"James has 3 different Shirley Temple belts in 3 unlike 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 stone's throw towards me and to put it simply, I put him on his ass, firmly and fast. Everyone looked stunned as hell but my friends who were laughing their asses 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 headache and said,"You just passed out on my trading floor, maybe you should go back to the hospital…"I cut him off and say to mike,"flavour and find out where James trained in warlike arts."As mike ran out to go check his computer for the data point I asked him to detect, the commissioner asked,"how do you sleep together that James IV was in martial arts ?"I look at him and say,"Visions