Log: Kidnapping!!!
Who: Kian Travers, Eddie Flynn, Braylen King, Parker Evans (NPC), Dameon Wilder, Bruce Fforde, Ronald Welsh, Ashley and Ryder Falkland, Nova Shaugnassy, Seth Watson. Other Stargate agents mentioned briefly.
When: November 10. After midnight.
Where: School - inside and out.
What: Kian has been found out. Before the school can really catch him out, he stages a little coup.
Notes: ALL READ!! Students and staff do not know this is going on. They will be made aware tomorrow!




Kian made sure that everything was in place. Eddie, Braylen and Parker had their instructions. He had called a number of Stargate agents, who were currently waiting outside. Cain for muscle, for guarding the very large van that they would be piling their kidnappees into. Betty, to cast illusions over the van so that it wouldn’t even appear to be there. Beck, to monitor what was going on inside telepathically, and to confuse the minds of anyone who tried to get in the way. And Rezner, as a last resort, incase they needed to put a bullet in someone’s head.

He had sent each of his three school agents after someone or someones in the school. Braylen he had sent to get Ronald, as well as the twins - he got two because Ronald would be easy. Eddie was to bring Dameon out. Kian didn’t trust him to have the force needed to get anyone else out. Parker would be getting Bruce, and Kian would take care of Seth. It should be fairly easy and hopefully fairly speedy.

After midnight was when they struck, well after Monday night curfew, and the school was quiet.


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Braylen had lowered his bags of things out the window, to collect on the way out. When he slipped from the room, dressed in skinny jeans a black shirt and all the black leather and metal accessories, hair wild, he looked like he did at any other occasion. He ambled down the hall until he came to the bedroom of Ronald Welsh and knocked on the door. Putting a friendly smile on his face and bright big eyes.

“Hey mate,” he greeted cheerfully when the door opened and the small boy in his pajamas was revealed. “Need you to come with me. It’s important. Yes told me t’come an’ get you.” He threw in the name of someone he knew that Ronald knew and trusted. He held out a hand for the boy and smiled.

At that moment, Ronald was in the company of Coco and Paddington Bear. His Grandfather had sent him a nice, hard-backed volume of Paddington, Here and Now recently and he was enjoying the all new adventures of the bear from darkest Peru. He hadn't been expecting any visitors and looked up from the book as the knock sounded. Holding his place with a finger, Ronald glanced at the door and then shared a curious look with Coco. Who was coming to visit at such a late hour? Of course it only seemed late to Ronald who always went to bed at eight sharp but it was always impolite to keep people waiting. "I'll be right back." He whispered to the book and slid out of bed.

Opening the door, Ronald blinked up at the scary looking someone who had knocked. Something important? Yes? "Did something bad happen to Yes?" Ronald asked then, his lips curling into a worried pout. In the back of his head, Ronald was always worried that something bad would happen to the people he knew. Like Mr Six who had suddenly fallen into a coma. He looked at Braylen's hand and continued to pout. "Ok...wait just a moment please." He turned away and went off to his bed and grabbed Coco. If it was important, surely Coco would want to be there too. Now with his monkey in tow, he took Braylen's hand and stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him.

"I have to be back in bed soon though please." He informed the older boy politely.

Braylen waited with a patience he usually didn’t have as the kid darted back into his room to... grab a stuffed monkey. Oh bloody hell. Well whatever, it wasn’t like the monkey would cause more problems.

“Oh this won’t take long at all,” he said confidently as he started to lead Ronald down the hall, hand in hand, like they were going to get a glass of milk and some cookies. And it wouldn’t take long, not at all. But Ronald wasn’t going to be back in bed at a good time. Or at all.

Down the stairs they went, and Braylen chattered in a friendly manner, asking Ronald about his monkey and other things. Until they got to the deserted first floor. Then his hand dug into his pocket and he wrapped a rag covered in chloroform around Ronald’s mouth. “Nighty night,” he drawled out and then smirked at the monkey as the boy sagged. “You need some of this too?” He snickered at his own joke and gathered the kid up to haul him out to the waiting van.

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Kian went to fins Seth Watson, but when he picked the lock and slid into his room, he found that the terrakinetic wasn’t there. Just the lump of his sleeping roommate. With a roll of his eyes, he slipped back out again and started a search, heading to the next floor down, the communal floor and started checking out rooms.

He found them in the kitchen. Smirked darkly. “Not supposed to be in here so late,” he said flatly.

Seth had Nova seated on the counter in front of him since she was at least a foot shorter than his own six feet and three inches. His hands holding onto her hips, his mouth against her neck planting a hickey there. His prize because she managed to slip up during the day and let out a curse. He was in his day clothes still and stroking his hands up and down her thighs now, till they found a place on her back.

He stopped what he was doing when he heard the voice of Mr. Travers interrupting. Seth pulled his mouth away muttering "fuck" as he did and turned to look at the dark haired teacher's assistant, "I'd think that'd go the same for you." He wasn't trying to be testy but he wasn't really in a mood to have his fun come to an end early.

"Jesus fucking Christ, what the hell!" Nova pushed Seth a good few inches away from her and turned to see Mr. Travers. She scowled. Apparently neither of them was paying any attention. The very last thing she needed was Lisa Wilson finding them like this and telling Andrew. "What?" She snapped. "I wanted some ice cream." She rolled her eyes and hopped off the counter and turned to him. "Are you leaving now?"

“I’m a staff member,” Kian said blandly, rolling his eyes at the display. Really he had no desire to have one hormone ridden teenager grope another hormone ridden teenager. The fact that Seth was not along posed a slight problem. But then again, maybe it posed a solution as well. Especially when Nova pushed Seth away.

“Oh I’ll be leaving real soon,” Kian said as he stepped across the kitchen. His steps were casual and measured until the last moment when he snapped out, grabbed Nova by the hair and pulled her close. His pressed his other hand against her neck, fingers spreading out against her skin, the first tuggings of his powers freeing themselves and leaking life energy from her.

“You two are going to play nice, or I’ll be leaving a blue haired corpse on the floor.”

"What the hell!" Seth shouted and took a step forward when Kian grabbed Nova. He was hardly recognizable with the dark look on his face and the threatening manner he held Nova, touching her throat which his fingers going over the mark that Seth had just started putting on her. He watched Kian, now starting to look, for once, a little angry. He tried to play it off though as though it were some big joke because this had to be.

"Did they start a new patrol or something for safe sex around school?" he tried laughing but it sounded forced, "I mean, okay, we went to the assembly, we paid attention and I was just giving her a hickey. Did Mr.Yates send you down here?" But Seth knew deep down, this had nothing to do with safe sex, the assembly, or Mr. Yates and his guardianship over Nova.

Nova made a face at Mr. Travers as he came towards her. A sarcastic remark on her tongue until he grabbed her hair and yanked. For the first time in a long time she was floored. Teachers assistants did not grab girls by the hair like that. She blinked and relaxed at his touch, confused as to why she was feeling like she was going to got o sleep, but more than anything annoyed at Seth for being an idiot about whatever the hell was going on.

"What the fuck are you doing." She groaned. "He said corpse, for crying out loud." Her eyes fluttered and she wondered if she was being killed right then and there and why she wasn't doing anything about it. The human body is made up of mostly water and she could manipulate that. She never had a reason to defenselessly attack someone like that and she wasn't feeling very awake right then, but she tried anyway. Pulling until there was puddles of Mr. Travers water splashed all over the floor.

Oh fucking hydrokinetics. Kian never liked that particular ability, although the ones at Stargate were obedient enough, so it didn’t matter. He hissed out a breath as he felt his shirt, tie and pants soak through with water that was coming from his own skin, until he felt an ache for water as if he had just run a marathon. Fuck.

He picked up the pace of what he was doing, leeching Nova’s life energy away from her. Enough to make her woozy if not knock her out. “I suggest you stop. Unless you’re suicidal,” he said through gritted teeth, and he looked at Seth over her shoulder.

“Don’t even think about trying anything. Else I’ll snap her neck like a twig.”

Seth didn't want to think that this was what it was, but as soon as he saw the water pooling on the floor from Nova using her ability and the words that spat out of Kian's mouth directed at her and then at him. He could see Nova's body going limp and his eyes darkened now. Seth kept a cool control over his temper, he never liked to let anything bother him or rile him up. It was the other guy winning if he gave in.

But now. Seth was mad.

His eyes focused on the ground underneath Kian and the ground beneath him started to tremor. It was an isolated quake, but enough that a number of pots and pans were clattering loudly and it might throw Kian off balance. The other man might be momentarily distracted by the quake, so Seth sent a fist flying toward the side of Kian's face.

If Kian had wanted them to come quietly, he was sure in for a surprise.

Nova shuddered. She was cold all the sudden from all the water and he was doing something to her that made her feel weak. She couldn't even push him away as Seth made the ground shake and she was paranoid for a whole minute that Mr. Travers was going to just snap her neck anyway, if not on purpose, than by accident with them being shook around so much.

"What are you doing this?" Nova managed to say before Seth came at him and she fell to the ground. She landed on her knees and was about to slump over and just go to sleep because it was hard to concentrate. She felt weak. She wasn't sure she knew how to use her legs, or if it even mattered. Now that he didn't have hold of her neck she attempted once again to dehydrate him enough that maybe Seth, could at least, get away.

“Because you’re in the way -- fuck!” Kian said as the ground started to shake. He released his hold on the girl and took a step back, fingers grazing the wall to steady himself. His dark eyes, which were all but dead inside, turned to Seth.

“You know, this isn’t going to end well for you,” he said, taking a careful step forward. Yes, this was an ability they could have fun with. Kian reached into his pocket for something he had there and pulled it out. A taser. He flicked a switch and it crackled to life. “Want to come a little closer?”

"Jesus Christ, you have a taser?" Seth looked at in shock but found his jaw still clenched and wary of the man. Whatever he had done to Nova didn't look good, she looked tired, worn out. "What the fuck did you do to her? Nova, get the hell out of here." She shouldn't be using her power. She should be going to pull a fire alarm or go start screaming bloody murder in the hallway.

"It would sure suck if you tripped while holding that," Seth warned, "You just might tase yourself, bro." He was looking at the ground again, taking a step back and starting another tremor but this time concentrated on the area beneath Kian.

"I'm in the way of what? The ice cream? Fuck! You aren't going to get away with this fucking shit. Are you fucking crazy?!" Nova was trying to get up from the ground but she felt so... drained. Completely. She started muttering a stream of curses that made no sense, quietly, because she didn't realize how much energy the last exclamation took out of her. She nearly growled when she looked up and saw that he had pulled out a taser and was warning Seth.

"Since you're fucking BLIND," Nova snapped at Seth. "I should probably tell you that he did something to me and I don't think I can get very far." Then the ground was shaking and she got up by grabbing the counter and pulled and then attempted to push Kian's arm that held the device.

"Leave my boyfriend alone you fucking psycho!" She warned, except she was too weak and tiny to begin with that she didn't manage to knock it out of his hand or do much of anything at all except draw attention to herself.

"Shit." She said weakly.

"It would be a shame if you knocked me over and your girlfriend dies because I don't reverse the effects of what's happening to her," Kian replied flatly. Lying, but he lied so effortlessly that it sounded like the truth. And how would they know? Very few people knew much about his ability, especially the students.

He nodded his head as Nova spat out words and swears. "She's right. She'd not going to be going far. At least not without being dragged. And you, you're next." The ground was shaking, making it very difficult to walk. He looked at her in irritation as the girl got up and tried to wrestle the taser from him.

"Oh really now." His eyes rolled sharply, before he jammed the taser against her neck and pressed the button, electricity jolting through her. "Stay down this time."

He turned to face Seth. "Now where were we?"

Seth was already on the move though and throwing his body at Kian in hopes of at least knocking that taser out of his head. He was furious and actually using it on someone as small as Nova pissed him off to a point where he didn't care about his own welfare. He felt his own anger driving his adrenaline into his veins and forcing Kian to fall to the ground and the taser flying out of his hand. Though Kian's bare hands were probably more dangerous than the taser itself.

"I'm going to fucking kill you!" he grunted and let his own hands grab the man's throat. It would have been wiser for him to have pinned down Kian's hands but he wasn't thinking straight right then. White hot anger flared in Seth's eyes, a psychic with less training but his own physical strength something of an advantage.

“No, you’re not,” Kian said matter-of-factly, and as Seth reached for his throat, he did the same. Except along with strangling him, he sucked the life energy from him. And did it quickly. There was no time for mucking around here. He sucked like he was sucking on a straw of his favourite treat; the energy from Nova giving him an extra boost of strength.

He waited for Seth to start sagging. Only then did he take a hand away from his throat, although he left one there to finish things up. He pulled out his phone with the other, and speed-dialed Cain, who was out with the van. “Come in. Kitchen. Second floor,” he said crisply, before hanging up.

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Parker had a grim expression on his face which he schooled into something more neutral as he went down the hall. He had waited until Braylen had dragged the kid away before knocking on Bruce’s door, because that would really look suspicious.

“Hey,” he said without preamble when Bruce answered. “You’re friends with that blonde chick, right? Jenna?” Kian had done his homework and informed him of this bit. “She needs help. Can you come? We can‘t find her friends,” he added as reason for why he hadn’t sought out one of the kids she seemed joined at the hip to.

Bruce was struggling over math. He really hated the subject and hated the fact that he was stuck doing this instead of...other things. And to top it all off the battery of his calculator was dying and it had just switched off on him again...taking away the latest answer to his half hour labours. "Fuck!!" Bruce didn't curse very much, but when he did, he did so loudly and unimaginatively. He was going to throw his calculator against the wall when someone knocked on his door. Grayer? He got up from his seat. "You don't really have to knock.." He trailed off when it was not Grayer at the door and then all thoughts of his roommate when poof.

"What happened to Jenna?" He asked, stepping out of the room and closing the door behind him. Parker didn't need to add that they couldn't find Jenna's friends, Bruce would have gladly have come along anyway. He was worried about Jenna and her headaches.

“I don’t know,” Parker said, knowing that it was best to keep the lies to a minimum to stay believable. “She won’t tell anyone. Come on.” He turned quickly, like he was worried and there was no time to spare, and lead the way down the hall. Down the hall, down the stairs, to the first floor, and then right out the front door.

They were out there, waiting. Stargate. But Betty was there, and her illusions hid everything, making the parking lot appear quiet and empty, with only the regular cars there. Parker waited until the door swung shut before making his move. He turned and gave Bruce a swift head butt, forehead to temple, to knock him out. When the blonde boy started to sag, he grunted, grabbed him under the armpits and dragged him the rest of the way.

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After dragging Ronald down and out to the van and passing him off the Cain to be tied up and stuck in the back (and tossing his bags in the back of the car that they had also brought), he headed back into the school armed with a taser and a bottle of chloroform.

Now to get the twins. Since they roomed together, there was less need to lure one out. So he didn’t even ask, he just cracked the lock and slid on in, blocking the door silently with a chair before flicking on the lights.

The twins slept very tangled up together, he noticed. It made Braylen smirk. “Well well, what do we ‘ave here? Naughty naughty.” He ambled towards the bed. He held the taser in one hand, and a cloth that had been soaked in chloroform in the other. “Behave yerselves and this doesn’t even have to ‘urt much. But if you wanna try and fight, that’ll be fun too.”

Ashley was usually one to sleep like a rock mostly on account of the fact that he stayed up way too late and woke up way too early. He'd finally given in when the warmth of his brother's body against his own had become far too seductive and he'd had to put down his PSP but with the machine still plugged into his ears playing music it wasn't the sound of Braylen that had woken him up. He wasn't sure what it was that had roused him from his sleep but there wasn't time to worry about something like that now. There was some strange kid in his room in the middle of the night and that never amounted to anything good. "What the hell?" He half demanded half accused and elbowed his brother awake with one arm reaching for the bed side light with his other hand.

Ryder stirred when Ashley did, eyes fluttering as he roused from sleep seconds later. “Whassit?” he muttered, wondering what had woken his twin. But moments later he felt the surprise that came from his brother, even as he felt an elbow in his side. “M’awake... what the hell?” He echoed Ashley’s words when he turned and saw that punk British kid standing in the doorway with...

“Is that a taser?” he asked incredulously. Who had a taser?

“It is,” Braylen agreed, ambling over towards the bed. “Hopefully it won’t leave too much of a bruise.” He grabbed the twin closest to him (Ryder) and jabbed him in the side with it and sent a bolt of electricity through him. Twin two dropped like a sack of potatos.

“Whaddya know, it works,” Braylen smirked.

His brother's words brought a very funny picture to Ashley's head. 'Don't taze me, bro' echoed around in there too but when Braylen actually did use it, anything remotely funny vanished. He pulled the earplugs out of his head and looped his arm quickly around Ryder. "What the fuck!" He shouted. Ashley had never tried to phase with his twin when the other boy was unconscious but he'd try now even if he wasn't very hopeful.

Braylen had been told what these twins could do, which was why he had been quick to drop one, hoping that would leave the other’s ability useless. “You should just hold still, mate,” he said, walking carefully around the bed. “I don’t really want t’have to ‘urt anyone here. So make it easier on yerself and just let me get you.” He didn’t really expect -- whichever twin this was, he couldn’t tell - to just roll over and bare his belly for a shock, but he could hope. It would make things easier.

Rendering Ryder unconscious seemed to not only stop the effectiveness of their ability but it also insured that Ashley wouldn't go running off somewhere. He couldn't leave Ryder behind no matter what the circumstances were. He did crawl around to the other side of his brother though as Braylen moved closer. "Ryder!" He shouted in an alarmed way and pulled his unconscious twin away to the other side of the bed. Even though he was supposed to be the brave one with half of himself unresponsive, Ashley sounded panicked and even afraid.

Braylen spared a glance for the unconscious twin. Ryder. Apparently that one was Ryder. “Yeah, he’ll probably be out for at least an hour or summit,” he guessed. “Don’t worry, I don’t have the voltage on too high.” He shrugged, as if that would make it all okay.

He pressed his knees to the bed then, and crawled out, reaching out to grab for the moving twin’s shirt front. “Hold still, willya?”

Ashley had never realized how heavy a person could be until he had to try and control an unconscious one. "You need to get out of here!" Ashley answered, shoving Braylen's hand away as he reached for him. He backed off the bed entirely, moving away towards his closet. He was pretty sure he had a bat in there. A bat or something he could use as a weapon.

“Let me see. No,” Braylen replied as he followed the other boy, sighing dramatically. “Makin’ it ‘ard here, mate.” He lunged forward, grabbed him by the shirt back and went to jab the taser into his lower back.

Ashley heard the taser before he felt it, the horrible clicking of the electricity but he didn't really have any time to think about it. He made a startled noise before he dropped, his muscles twitching from the shock before he passed out, just like his twin.

Braylen smirked with triumph as the other twin fell to the ground. He surveyed them both on the ground and frowned. He wasn’t very big and hauling two of them out would be a tricky. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and called Rezner to come in and help.

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With Cain’s help, Kian managed to get Seth and the blue haired girl - Nova - out of the school. She was an unplanned addition, but she could prove useful. “Time to go,” he said to Betty and Beck who were standing outside the van. It wasn’t until he walked through Betty’s illusion that he knew it was there.

“You two stay here until the van’s gone. And leave in the car,” he instructed as he dumped Nova into the back of van, where Ronald, Bruce and the twins already were. He had sent Eddie and Dameon off ahead, because it was easier if the pair of them didn’t realize they were kidnapping other students. Dameon might refuse to go, and Eddie might get all... Eddie. Soft hearted.

“Into the van,” he instructed, shutting the doors when Braylen and Parker got in the back. He rounded to the front to climb in the passenger seat. Cain was driving and soon enough the van was pulling out of the parking lot, Rezner on his motorcycle and the girls in the car following. Leaving the school behind.