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Her body convulsed as each shot was fired. The sickening sound of bullet piercing flesh and the fresh corpse hitting the van, hammered into her brain. She gulped as she felt her throat closing with more tears. So shocked was she, that she barely noticed the blood splat her face and clothes, and her heart pound in fear, so hard against her chest, that she felt physical pain from it.

Lynn locked eyes with the elderly man that had issued her other captors death sentence. Then, feeling a slight weight hit her legs, she looked down. Rachel had fainted! Lynn's eyes widened. This must be a dream...this couldn't really be happening, could it?

Given a strange strength by the sight of her helpless sister, something that she could never have imagined in her wildest dreams, and aided by a feeling of unreality, Lynn looked back up and glared at the man with white hair and strong features. Her eyes filled with sadness, anger, fear, and hate. "Kill us now then." She told him bitterly, hoping against hope that she would wake up soon.

Mathue just smiles a little at Lynn. He was impressed. He turns and walks to the Camero grabbing Monty's arm on the way practically dragging her in the car with him. He said something to one of the bodyguards as his sat; the bodyguard then closed the door for him. The bodyguard on the other side entered the car and closed the door. The Camero drove off leaving the two vans and the few men there to handle the mess.

Tyrel picks up Kurts limp body then throws it in the van. It lands next to Lynn.

The bodyguard walks over to the man that killed Kurt, then to Rhys. He tells him something then goes over and opens the back of the other van.

Rhys sighs as he shakes his head a little. He looks at the girls.

"If you want to live, and I hope you do. Get in the other van. The one your in isn?t every going to be seen again."

Mathue's bodyguard and the man who killed Kurt get into the old van and start it up. Tyrel goes to the passenger side of the new one who's engine never stopped.

Rhys stands there waiting, he was ready to help move Rachel if Lynn asked for help. Although Rachel was older and probable too heavy for him to really be of any assistance.

Rachel darted forward at Rhys and grabbed him by the front of his shirt, she was mad. "I will go to my old home." She said quietly though loud enough to get her point across. "So is my sister, stop this van now and let us out!" Rachel said her voice getting louder by the minute. "We have done nothing to you all, NOTHING!! And you go and do somthing like this, why!?" Remembering the man that was shot and thinking of her sister, tears welled up in her eyes. Her voice was quieter now and she was crying. "Why... why...why...?" She asked over and over again, having let go of his shirt and just kneeled there crying.

Arriving home after an hour long bus ride, Calista sighed at the 'Out of Order' sign on the elevator of the eight story apartment building. Heading across the lobby she started climbing up the stairs. The going was slow up the steep, winding stairs, and it didn't help that her apartment was on the top floor.

The building was one of many owned by her parents. They made a living off of those who needed a place to live, but couldn't afford a house of their own. She lived there, free of charge, so she could go to the school of her choice. Or so she told them. To her parents though, this situation just allowed them to live alone without any kids running around the house, and do whatever they wanted. They didn't care so much about their daughters activities so longs as she continued to get good grades.
Finally reaching the eighth floor, she yanked her key out of her bag, unlocked her apartment door, and slid in, relocking the door behind her. Looking around the small, spotless house, she smiled. It was nice to be home. Placing her bag on her bed, she fixed a small snack and sat at her desk to check her main computer. Everything was fine, and running smoothly. So far the cops knew almost nothing about the kidnapping, it being passed off as a childish prank by a few of the students. Smiling at this, she leaned back in her chair and turned on her music. Now she only had to do some homework and wait for orders from Mathue.