Katheryn Hudson's Story

Katheryn:
She got pushed into the back of a van, It was in the back of the bank. She was scared to death. "Please just let me go..." She said loud enough for the kidnapper next to her could hear it. She closed her eye's and prayed she'd be okay, she just hopes they don't harm her.."will they ever let me go?" She thought to herself she kept her eye's down not looking at them. She wished she'd didn't even step foot in that bank. Katheryn's never been in this much danger before..well she's never been in danger before. She just hope her parents are okay, and won't freak out, but she knows they will..

The TV in James' living room slowly turned on. For whatever reason, his TV decided that it'd take a whole minute to start up after he had already pressed the power button on the remote. Damn thing! He sat down on his couch, soda in hand as he relaxed into the cushions. Today was going to be a lazy day, or so he thought. That possibility soon vanished as the television finally turned on.

"....son, a seventeen year old girl has apparently been taken hostage by the criminals. A threat was made earlier today,"

A video showing the events from earlier played. James instantly recognized the girl who had been threatened.

*PHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!*

A stream of Dr.Pepper shot from his mouth as the shock from seeing his girlfriend of all people, forced the liquid out of his mouth and onto the floor. Now he'd need a new carpet, but that didn't matter right now. "They threatened to kill her?!" his mind began racing around to what they would do to her. He feared the worst instantly, and the worst was NOT death. He had to do something before they even thought about harming her innocence, but what?..... The police were already there, so what could he possibly do? Nothing, could he.....?

No! He would not sit on his ass while men threatened Katheryn! He would do something, he was sure of this! He just didn't know what at the moment. For now, he would just get to that bank, for starters. He threw on his usual attire: Black Jeans with a white-buttoned shirt and a black Jacket over it. He only buttoned some of the middle ones on his chest, the rest remained untended to. With that, he took off out of his apartment. The bank was only about a ten minute walk from his place, and he wasn't going to be walking.......

The silver haired male besides the girl sighed lightly. His cigarette finally died out, so he snuffed it out against the metal wall of the van before tossing it away. "Please just let me go..." Abraxes heard the small voice by him, turning and looking to the girl they kidnapped. He would have a talk with the others once they got to a safehouse. The plan was to get the money and go. Now, they had taken someone and the police and media knew. Great. Given his rap sheet, the last thing he needed was attention from the police force and news stations. But, he simply shook his head. He'd..."work things out"...With the others later.

"Don't worry...I promise, we'll take care of you and keep you safe...Everything will be alright." He spoke in a calm tone, one that seemed so sincere and genuine and sweet. It was sickening. If one listened to his voice, there was a slight, Greek accent to his speech. Regardless, the way he spoke was deceivingly genuine; if one was gullible enough, he could easily fool them. Still, he wondered why they took her. They could've easily used her as a bargaining chip to make a smooth getaway. This girl was a risk and a whole new set of priorities. And he didn't like it.