This chapter is fully serious and has a subject that may be a trigger for some people. If you do not want to read fast paced action packed chapters, please wait until chapter 30's release on monday.

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Chapter 28: An abnormal situation!? (Part 1)

I painfully open my eyes…

What’s going on? My lungs feel like they are on fire… and my right arm won’t move…

Why won’t my arm move?

“AAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!” An intense pain runs through my arm as it finally starts to move.

I lay with my back on the bed and don’t move at all. My right arm might be broken below the elbow… wonderful… How? Wait…

“Claire!” I look around the room after sitting up. I look at the window… or better wording would be what used to be a window.

The glass from the window lay all over the ground and the spot where Claire sleeps in the bed is cold…

How long ago did they take Claire? This is a dream… right? I lift my right arm and intense pain once again runs through my arm and straight into my head…

Ah, I can’t think straight… I need to call someone.

I grab my phone off the side table using my left arm and hit the recent for the call.

“Hey Logan, what’s up?”

“Greg…”

“Oh. Calling me Greg, what do you need this time?” Greg was laughing with a smile on his face.

“We have issues… I’m sending you a picture.” I carefully took a picture of the room using only my left arm being careful not to move my right arm at all. “There.”

“Holy shit… where’s Claire!?” Greg’s voice now had a sense of urgency.

“I don’t know… I woke up with my lungs burning and my right arm potentially broken. Speaking of which, I need a quick fix. Hurts like hell.” I give a pained laugh to Greg.

I hear him running around and yelling at various people to do various tasks like check the school cameras and ready a car to pick me up as quickly as possible.

“Okay, Logan. Is your arm bent at any weird angle?” As Greg talks I look at my arm.

“No.”

“Okay, where does it hurt the most?”

“Just above my wrist.”

“Okay, can you move your wrist at all in any direction without pain?”

“AAARGGGGHHH!!!”

“That’s a no… okay… it’s probably a pretty nasty fracture. Do you know how to make a makeshift sling?”

“Ah… I do. Anything else before I go to you?”

“No. There will be a car waiting for you when you leave the school,” I hear a car door open and close. “I’ll be in it to help with the final treatment of your arm and check for other injuries. Be careful on your way out. Get Saunderson to come with you. Don’t bother having a shower. I’m sure Claire won’t mind the smell if you save her.”

“Okay… I’m on my way, can you call Saunderson for me?”

“Of course…” He yells to someone, “He will be there shortly. I already had someone calling him. Time is of the essence!”

“Yes sir!” I yell into the phone as I hang up.

Okay, get dressed. I quickly throw on my school uniform as it was the most comfortable clothing I had. I skipped the long sleeve and made myself a sling using an older t-shirt. I cover myself with a large sweater tuck the arm in on the inside so it doesn’t flop all over the place and do it up.

I open my door and se Saunderson running down the hall towards me. I nod at him and he turns to hold open the door to the staircase. I run as fast as I can without agitating my arm, which sadly is not that fast.

“Let’s go Saunderson. Today’s the day you prove yourself!” I run past Saunderson and quickly go down the stairs.

“Of course, so I declare!” Saunderson jumps down the stairs over my head to open the next door. That’s some serious jump height he has…

Saunderson and I run through the school, my awkward run, accompanied by the way I looked got some interesting stares. I don’t really care right now though.

“We’re arriving, so I announce!” Saunderson yells to the butler standing outside of the military looking vehicle in front of the school.

As it was a Sunday, there were a lot students wandering around, so a crowd of people had gathered at a distance to see what was going on. As soon as they saw Saunderson and I running for the car, the smarter people backed off even further, dragging the slower ones behind.

“Get in!” Greg leans out the door as he opens it. Saunderson runs in first, not wasting time. The door is closed behind me quickly, “Back to the house!”

The car accelerates quickly, almost knocking me over, but I managed to stay upright in an open area in the middle of the vehicle.

“Okay. Take off everything.” Greg smiles nicely at me… but I felt no happiness, so I quickly obliged without so much as a grunt. I take the makeshift sling off my arm and an intense pain runs through my arm after it was no longer supported.

However, I just grit my teeth. Greg carefully grabs my arm to look at it. He pokes around with me wincing every now and then.

“Not broken… however, I can tell it’s a nasty fracture… they really wanted you out of commission. Good thing men like you don’t go down without a fight.” Greg smiles as he helps me put on a proper sling and hands me a small red pill. “Just to be sure, take this. It will help with the pain, and you said your lungs were burning when you finally woke up, which means they used some sort of chemical to keep you out. This pill will either make you feel all better.” Greg goes silent for a while.

“Or…” I look worriedly at Greg.

“Or, it may make it a thousand times worse than the pain in your arm. I don’t know what they used. From the looks of your face, it seems they didn’t poison you with anything too dangerous, if at all… whoever did this was a complete amateur. It was clearly someone who had no idea what they were doing. A proper kidnapping would have woken you up and distilled fear so deep in your brain, that you will have mental scars causing you to become nearly useless. They would have not broken the window like that, as there is a large chance of them being caught when they do that.”

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“So… that means it was someone who just had revenge on their mind…”

“Yeah…” Greg shakes his head while letting out a sigh, “That sadly doesn’t narrow it down enough for us. This is a more dangerous kidnapping case that may escalate more quickly than it ever has… you know… since she is married.”

“Yeah…” The tension in the car rises to the point where someone could probably cut it with a knife.

I look at my arm… wait…

“I think I know who did this!” I shout as Greg suddenly stares at me.

“Who?”

“Ryan! I saw him yesterday at the mall. Claire and I had just finished eating. Claire and I ran from him after we both told him we didn’t recognize him, humiliating him in front of almost everyone nearby in the food court. This may be him showing his final hand.”

Greg’s face shows a bunch of different emotions. Starting with anger, switching to curiosity, and then to thinking with some difficulty.

“I can’t with certainty that it is Ryan’s family, but it is the only lead we have, so I will take it.” Greg pulls out his phone. “Check everyone that has left the school since midnight and later. Anyone known to be affiliated with the Arclight family is now under suspicion. Treat them as such. The spies within the Arclight family also need to be contacted ASAP.” Greg hangs up his phone and sets it beside him.

“So… what else can we do? I mean… how can I help?”

Greg shakes his head as we arrive at the mansion. He opens the door and we all run at my pitiful speed towards a room Greg has pointed to.

“This is all we can do for now.” Greg opens the large door to the room and we enter. The room had soundproofing covering the entire thing and a large table in the centre with many high tech conference phones. On top of the soundproofing was many monitors showing things from recent news to the weather. “We will monitor everything from this room. We will wait until they state their demands. After all… It wasn’t a random kidnapping. They knew who they took.”

“So we just sit here and wait? What if they do anything to Claire!?” I start pacing back and forth not knowing what else to do.

“Calm down. They should be level headed and will go through the proper means of doing this. If not… we will not deal with this lightly.” Greg has a dark look on his face.

I can’t help but agree with him. If this truly does get out of hand… More action will need to be taken than just getting Claire back… but what after that?

What happens after I get Claire back? Another person will try and take her again…

That’s not what I want. I want to be able to protect Claire… but in order to do so I would need to train… but that would mean leaving her alone… meaning that the chances of her being angry with me rising and she may get taken from me…

I lose no matter what. Don’t I?

“Greg… what’s the best method after we get Claire back to prevent more kidnappings?”

Greg looks at me with sadness in his eyes. He sighs and walks over to me. He pats my shoulder of my good arm.

“You don’t have to worry about that Logan. Let me handle it for now. You just focus on comforting her after we get her back.”

“Yes sir!” I respond quickly and take a deep breath… how long until we get any more information?

“Reporting!” A skinny man in a butler’s outfit ran into the room. “We have confirmed it was the Arclight family that took Claire. They have vacated their house and only servants are there right now. Not a soul more.”

“DAMMIT!” Greg slams his hands on the table. “Get me a helicopter prepared that can be ready to go at any moment!”

“Yes sir!” The butler then runs out of the room at top speed.

Greg buries his head in his hands. He is sighing constantly.

“Greg, you were just telling me to calm down, but look at yourself. We need to stay calm like you said… it really isn’t easy… but we need to think this through properly. If we make hasty decisions… it may turn out worse than it already is.”

“Ha,” Greg laughs as he raises his head, “A 19 year old is helping me calm down! If my parents saw this they’d have laughed at me!” He stands up and stares at the screen relaying local news. “You are right though… we need to stay as calm as we possibly can in order to help Claire the best we can.”

“Mr. Northson! Monitor A-19!” One of the people in the room shouts and the old man spins to look at the monitor.

“Oh shit…” Greg is utterly speechless.

I turn my head and see what he saw… I couldn’t even say anything.

On the monitor was a news channel broadcasting a woman tied to a chair in a very revealing wedding gown which could barely be called so. They were in a church like setting with really poor lighting. Beside her was a man wearing a fancy suit staring right at her chest. Behind them was a priest. The woman was also gagged after a closer look at her face.

The woman was Claire, and the man was Ryan.

“Fuck!” Greg quickly comes back to his sense, “Logan, Saunderson follow me! Everyone else, keep me updated on the status of Claire!”

Greg starts to run and Saunderson and I follow him.

Let the hunt begin.

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Hello everyone!

Before you comment "Oh, this is probably just a dream!" I want to inform you, that this is in fact, not a dream. It is real and I am going with it despite how many things this will change.

Also, I want to apologize for not posting yesterday. Something came up that was out of my control and I was unable to post. Well... I could have posted from my phone, but that would have a lot of potential issues and I just wanted to avoid that. I hope you enjoyed the double post and the cliff I have presented you. The comedy will come back in chap 30.

That is all!

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