Magcon, O2L, 1D, 5sos, and ISIS?

Chapter 1

******Mason's POV*****

"Hurry up, Drew! We're gonna get caught!" Me and my boyfriend were vandalizing our principal's office. 

"If you want me to be a rebal you can't rush me!" 

Let me give you a little info. Drew is a total goody two shoes who has a talent of art and let's just say I'm the complete opposite. NO I don't do drugs I just......make my own rules....that's not a bad thing.

"Trust me I've done this a thousand times the cops will show up in 5 minutes."

"COPS?!?!?!" 

"Just hurry up!!!!!" 

Then there was a loud boom and I wake up with you to dooche bags." 

" Do you remember anything else? " the guard, who I named moron 1, asks. 

"No......." I'm about to ask what the logo on his jacket means but I know what it means. The ISIS flag. "may I ask who you are?"

"No you idiot!" He insults me and slaps me straight across my face. I can feel the the sting on my face then the blood drop down my face.

"What the hell do you think you're  touching!?" I scream. I try to jump out of the chair and punch moron 1 but moron 2 and 3 hold me down. The morons leave and a women walks up.

"Name?" The woman asks. She reminds me of the slug from Moster's Inc.

"None of your business. Where's my boyfriend?!" 

"How about we trade?  You tell me what I want to know and I'll answer what I can." 

"Mason Majors. Where's my boyfriend?" 

"What's his name?" 

"Drew Walker." 

"Since you said he had an art talent they sent him to the factories to paint on stuff for the ISIS secret community. Look kid I was in your place, when they send you to the boot camp go to the kitchen, ask for William, she'll tell you what to do next. They're going to try and brain wash you. Take who ever you can and run." the lady says "And last, age?" 

"Thanks. But first where's my family?" 

"What's their age and name?" 

"Carl Major, 47, Bella Major, 43, Scott Major, 8, and Joshua Major, 30." 

"Well they do different stuff with people over the age of 40, Scott will be sent to train for war, and Joshua will be sent to war if they survived." 

"So basically my parents are being killed, Scott is being brainwashed and Josh it fighting for ISIS?" I can feel warm tears roll down my cheeks. I haven't cried since Drew and I broke up then got back together.

"Age?" She asks blankly.

"15 but my birthday is tomorrow so 16."

"Remember kitchen then ask for William. Trust me." She reminds me as she walks away.

The morons walk back up. 

"Come with us." they instruct. 

I stand up deciding to listen for the first time in my lifetime. They interlock my arms with there's. As we walk I can see the ruins of my school. My first job at the daycare, my first day of high school, my first kiss in the guys locker room, my first suspension, the food fights, everything gone, just the ruins. Is this really how our world runs?? All the children killed for this just to be the more powerful group of people. 

"Sit!" The soldiers put me on a trailor which is hitched to a truck with the ISIS logo on it. I take a seat in the provided chair. 

I see about twenty other teens but they're all guys. 

"Hello Maggots! I don't care about your girlfriend or you're Mom or grandma! What I care about is that you don't escape or run from me! You are the future of ISIS. Now remember this would be not be happening if your idiot president Donald didn't almost extinct all of our kind! In cause you do get any ideas a tracking device will be implanted in your arm! My helpers will come around now and do that!" A guy in a ISIS uniform says.

A guy in a white body suite comes up to me a injects a neddel into my forearm.

"OWWWWWW!!!!!" I scream as I wince in pain.

There are various other screams and yells but mine is the loudest.

"We will begin to travel to your boot camp!" The guy explains, I name him........fat lard. Fat lard walks inside the truck and we start to move.