The Seal, The Seagull, The Mutt, And The Jack Rabbit

Part one. The Seagull.

I woke up early October 31st. It was Halloween and I was excited to go hang with my friends... I wasn't expecting anything bad to happen...

I rode my bike over to my best friend's house to help him set up. He lived in a rich person neighborhood so we had the nice booz and the best snacks- classic Omaha party, y'know? His parents were out on a trip to Japan, his sister was going to a different party, and the cleaning lady was said to leave the kids alone- that way they could learn how to "take care of themselves." Brennan, my best friend, saw this as a perfect opportunity to send out an invitation to the whole school about a Halloween party.

It was so fun. I know I'm only 14 but the scent of sweat, drinks, perfume, and weed was nostalgic! It was stronger than the school bathrooms. I ran outside with a couple of friends, one was throwing up his insides, the other was smoking and laughing at us, I was TRYING to help my friend who was throwing up.

I was so close to blacking out then this man walked up to us from the woods.. I think. I'm not sure. He knew my name and asked if everything was alright..

"Yeah! Everythings good! Johnny boi here isn't feelin too good." I replied, stumbling on my own feet.

"Ah, I see. I was wondering if you got my email?" The man said, walking closer.

"Uhhh... no? Are you a new client?" I would deal drugs as a side job. I made a ton of money and was able to help my Dad pay his dues and my Aunt pay the bills.

"No, no. About Uni?" That's when it hit me. I got a weird email a week ago asking if I wanted to join university for some type of... uh... special kids thing. I don't know but it was a long email and I kinda just skimmed it.

"Oh! I did! ...what about it?" I tilted my head slightly which gave a perfect shot for the sniper on the roof. I wasn't shot but... tranquilizers hurt like a bitch.

I woke up in an empty parking garage, tied to a chair. I was hammered. Everything was blurry too. I wanted to throw up until I heard loud heels clicking on the concrete. I tried to focus on the figure in front of me but... man my head felt like it was going to explode. A woman started to speak to me but my ears were ringing.

My head was angled up with a tug of my hair. My eyes focused on a woman with Black hair tied back in a bun. She was strong. Like, really strong. I squinted at her and said, "Huh??"

She let out a small laugh and slid her hand to my cheek and replied with, "I am going to make you one of the best in our little family."

Her smile was frightening. Before I could say anything something hit me in the back of the head. It felt like a baseball bat. I only know that because I've gotten jumped MULTIPLE times!

Anyway- After like 3? Maybe 4 hours? I woke up in another room with 3 other people, we were all in a circle. They all had bags over their head- I don't know what happened to mine but they weren't struggling. One guy was tall and strong. He had a white hoodie stained with his own blood, most likely from a broken nose or cut lip. There was a girl sitting across from me. She was in a long soft blue dress, there were bruises on her arms from struggle. She most likely has animic problems with the way the bruises form. Then the last guy? He was awake and aNgRy.

"Uhm... heyyyy buddy. Do you know where we are??" I wanted to make a lil small talk and see who he was.

"...I don't know." He said with a low voice. He had a black shirt and black jeans on, white airforce ones and his arms were bruised from needles. How do I know his voice though?

"Welp. I'm Kenji! What's your name??" I still had a raging headache from the bat and alcohol.

"Shut up." His arms were moving behind him. Was he trying to escape? I hopped over, the metal chair clanging and echoing from hitting the concrete. I felt so bad- anyway! I leaned over and bit this guys bag and pulled it off. ...that sounds so bad but you know what I meant.

"There. Now you can see!" I smiled at him but he glared back. He had jet black hair and oddly bright green eyes. "...You're welcome."

The guy quickly stood up and untied his feet from the chair. He then untied me and looked around.

"Be quieter.." The white hoodie guy said. I looked over and he was acting like he was tied to the chair but... the ropes were on the floor. His left hand slowly lifted up and he took off the bag. He had blonde hair and dark brown eyes, his lip was still bleeding.

"Oh- HOW!?" I was so schocked then a loud door opened. I jumped and the two guys quickly started running. I started follow- THEN THE WHITE HOODIE GUY STARTED RUNNING BACK. "WHAT ARE YOU-"

"Just keep going!" He smiled at us then untied the girl and picked her up bridal style. She was heavily sedated and looked unwell, then we ran after us, holding her close.

We ran down this neverending white hallway, waiting for the men to come out of nowhere and attack us. It was like a backrooms level. The black hair guy got slammed into a wall, knocking him out. I ran faster, feeling the adrenaline. My collar to my shirt got pulled back, getting slammed into the ground. I got flipped over and cuffed. The white hoodie guy kept going, managing to avoid getting hurt.

"AH-" The girl woke up and jumped out of white hoodie's arms. She slammed one of her clear heels into one of the guards guys heads and began running with white hoodie. I don't know where her other heel went but holy crap- they were skilled.

"Now, now. Let's not act like children, shall we?" It was the woman!! She blocked White hoodie and blue dress lady's exit. They froze and slowly backed up into two swat lookin guys. The girl was grabbed quickly and she started kicking and yelling. White hoodie stopped struggling and just surrendered. "Let's go back to your seats and talk calmly, yeah?" She smiled at all of us.

"That sounds nice.." I blew some hair out of my face- ironically getting yanked up by my hair and forced into my chair. The black shirt guy woke up and immediately knocked out a couple of guards then the woman walked over, scaring him.

"Sit. I will explain everything if you cooperate." Her smile faded and she made the guy sit. White hoodie sat down without and struggle and the blue dress lady was slammed down into her chair with a loud, echoing yelp of pain. She had so many bruises forming already. "Welcome to Hell Corporate. Better known as Sweet Paw rescue. We turn troublesome youth into cold-hearted killers. We aren't monsters though! We only kill those who are in the wrong for the world. We never bring in opinions, silly morals, or connections."

"You want us to kill people..?" The girl asked with a scared look.

"Yes. As punishment to your cruel behaviors." The woman smiled at all of us.

"What behavior is that, exactly? What the fuck did we do?" The black shirt guy glared up at the woman, crossing his arms.

"Well... Garin, you became an addict to heroine, weed, and alcohol at the age of 10. Wasting your mothers money that she left for you before she was arrested." She turned her attention to the girl. "Eris. You have manipulated your father's buisness to the point he had to kill himself to feel free and your mother was brutally murdered. Where were you? Watching from the closet. Unable to face your family." She looked at white hoodie. "Ryuu... the perfect golden child. Or so your family thought. Sneaking a friend over borders, getting multiple people killed, working as a bartender when you are well under aged. Tragic." Then she looked at me. Her eyes were cold, piercing right through me. It's like I was a toy for her viscous teeth to destroy. "Kenji. Getting drugs to sell, making thousands, not letting anyone know so you can eventually fake your death and start anew. You've sold them to Garin, did you know that?" Scary... She smiled and addressed the whole group. "I know every little thing about all of you."

She explained the extreme training we would go through and how we would be placed together in a house. We were instructed to forget our families, our homes, and ourselves. We weren't allowed to leave our house unless we had to go to school or have a mission to complete. We could only go by our code names... mine is Seagull.