Plot: Vanished! (Join with Permission)

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OOC: Alright, this is the thread for the meisters and any weapons who didn't make it. Have fun, this took 3 days of work If you're weapon is among those abducted, you are automatically in this thread. Have fun~

Akira
The early morning was crisp and cool, as the desert always was at this time. The first hints of were breaking out of the dark blue sky, turning it to lighter blues and shade of deep purple. Almost suddenly, a black, windowless van pulled out in front of Akira. Another pulled out from behind, and from both men in gas masks poured out. They quickly had him surrounded, pointing some very unique looking pistols at him. One shouted out. "Akira Hiyashi. We have detained your charge, Savannah Fukui. If you do not surrender to us, we will execute her on video, and pass the video onto her family as evidence of your failure. Turn the bike off, and get on your knees!"
Akira swerved to a screeching halt, the motor of his bike rumbling like a tiger's low roar. He shut down the motor as he gritted his teeth, glaring at the soldiers through the tinted visor of his helmet. He didn't know how much of what they spoke was true, but he couldn't afford to take chances. He swung his leg over his bike, standing before them in his leather jacket and gloves, helmet, jeans, and riding boots. He could feel the white hot itch of rage that crept down his shoulder and begged him to simply take them out, but he managed somehow to quell his wrath and knelt, "If she has a scratch on her, you will pay with your lives, and your families lives. For every one of you that has but laid a hand on her shoulder, my wrath will know no mercy." he hissed, words scathing like hot metal.
Akira suddenly felt six impacts, followed by a dizzying feeling as the ketamine seeped into his system. Due to his clothing, only 2 of the tiny darts had pierced his clothes. Still, it was enough, and the large weapon toppled to the ground, unconcious, ready to be retrieved by the men.

Addy:
The park was cool this early in the morning, but also empty. Even when one might expect the usual morning jogger to run past, there was nothing. The wind rustled the park around the bench Addy sat on. And after the wind stopped, something kept rustling behind her. Suddenly, a pair of thick arms wrapped around her, a rag smelling of cleaner (chloroform) being pressed tightly to her mouth.
Addy gave a single, soft groan, before passing out in the man’s arms.

Miranda:
The screeching of tires was the only warning Miranda got. A van screeched and turned in front of her, just as the door open. A sharp pain would suddenly bloom in her shoulder, a dart injecting a tranquilizer into her system. A trio of troops filed out, cautiously approaching her in order to load her into the van.
She staggered backwards as the dart impacted her shoulder her vision immediately blurred, but she could tell the different between things and people, and when she saw the three collectors, she knew she had to escape. Rockets formed at the soles of her shoes, and she flew off into the air, and she got about ten feet before her rockets died out due to her exhaustion. Now on her back riddled with pain, she has only made herself an even more vulnerable target.
She was quickly collected from where she fell, her mouth covered with a chloroform rag to ensure her unconsciousness, before she was loaded into the van.

Kataro:
The morning was unusually quiet, perhaps as a warning of what was happening. Regardless, the quick steps behind Kataro were the only warning he had before a pair of thick arms wrapped around him, pressing a rag smelling foully of chloroform up to his mouth.
" What the heck?!" Was the first thing that came to Kataro's mind when he felt a rag press against his face. Then he tried to think of who it could be. My mom...? No she's dead... My brother? No. Connor, Dylan, Jet?! No no and no! Who could it be?" He thought to himself. Kataro's first physical reaction, was him turning around, jerking away from this strangers grip. He started to put his hand in his shirt for his gun, but it was too late. The chemical was already kicking in. Shoot... He.. Got me... He thought as he slowly fell to the ground. He started to drift of into unconsciousness. The last thing he felt were his weapons being taken away.
His weapons were readily discarded, and he himself was dragged into a windowless black van.

Ben & Arthur:
The morning was crisp and cool, a fine morning for just about anything. As Ben and Arthur wandered past an alley, however, a man suddenly grabbed the bow, pressing a cloth drenched in chloroform to his mouth with one hand, pressing a gun to his head with the other. He looked at Arthur, his expression unreadable behind his mask. "Surrender, or the boy dies."
Arthur immediately drew his soul wavelength gun, but seeing ben's life on the line his hand trembled. After a moment he threw it to the ground and said. "Fine god dammit!" Hh raised his hands in surrender.
Ben fell asleep after kicking for a moment.
Arthur was shot by the man, the dart hitting his torso. He quickly succumbed to the effects of the ketamine, and both he and Ben were loaded into a van, which then made its way out of the city.

Trinity:
Trinity had been flying through the air on her way to her meister's home, when something flew through the air, hitting her thigh. A small dart began to fill her veins with ketamine, and she would begin to feel very tired.
"Oh no..." Said Trinity. Her wingbeats were already slowing to a sloppy pace that just barley kept her in the air. She took out the cheap phone her meister insisted she have. She had him on speed dial. Falling through the sky she was only able to leave one message on his answering machine. Before she crash landed with relative safety on one of death city's towers. Help…
Trinity was recovered with ease, loaded onto the same van as Akira.

Droon:
The morning was silent, or as silent as it could be in a city. Then came the sound of tires screeching across the pavement. A black, windowless van pulled up in front of Droon, 6 men in masks exiting from both sides. One immediately fired a tranquilizer dart at him, hitting him in the thigh. Ketamine began to race into his bloodstream.
Droon nearly spilled his smoothie all down the front of his shirt when the car swerved over to him in a near miss. "Dude,what the stuff man!?" He shouts just as they jump out and grab him "What is this? Help, I'm being repressed!" He shouts in a high-pitched English accent, hoping against all odds that the reader understood his reference. "RAPE!RAPE!" He shouts when they fire a sizable needle into his leg. "Be gentle..." He mutters as he descends into unconsciousness.
He’s quickly loaded into a van, which speeds away just before the police arrive.

Claire:
Claire moved through the streets, headed to meet up with Jazz. She'd suggested meeting up for breakfast before class, and her heart had skipped a beat when Jazz agreed. Finally, she caught sight of her girlfriend, waving to her. Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped tightly around her, and a rag was pressed to her mouth. Her hand began to fall, and her eyes drifted sight. She couldn't move much at this point, but she felt her mouth move in a silent, unseeable command. Run. She was quickly hauled into a nearby van, unlicensed and windowless, which then pealed out, driving away.
Jasmine's eyes had grown wide instantly and she shifted both of her hands, her arms trembling as she raised them and tried to fire at the vehicle. Both triggers locked up and she found herself cursing, darting from the area and heading to the one place she'd sworn she'd never go: Savannah's dorm.

Tony:
The morning was calm, a light breeze on the air. Then, in contrast to the calm all around, a van sped up the hill towards Tony. It skidded to a stop some feet away, and the door opened to reveal three masked men, all surrounding Claire's unconscious form. One put a gun to her head, the other pointed his own weapon at Tony. "On the ground, or she dies."
Antonio's eyes seemed to bug out instantly, the persistent buzzing of his pocketed phone going completely unnoticed. His arms started to shift but he fought his nerves for control, placing both hands on the back of his head dropping to his knees. He was both cursing and praying under his breath as he laid down, eyes focused on Claire at all times.
His thigh was hit with a small syringe dart, which immediately filled his system with ketamine. He fell to the side, losing consciousness. The last thing he would see would be the boots of his would-be captors coming towards him.

Joseph:
Joseph's Lamborghini was an easy target to follow, for anyone trying to find him. Following the method they used on Akira, a black van pulled suddenly in front of his car, and another pulled out behind. Soldiers filed out of both, surrounding him, and one called out. "You're surrounded. Your parents are in our custody. Get out of the vehicle and on your knees, or their deaths will be slow."
Joseph smirked slowly as he looked at each of them. He'd already caught the sudden alert sent out by the feisty little meister he'd met in class --- Lord only knows how she managed to hack the system and get everyone's numbers. The weapon smirked slowly, eyes darting around the area. If he couldn't get through normally, there was only one other option; around we go. He revved up the engine, feeling the adrenaline course through him at the sound, and slammed his foot against the gas pedal. The vehicle struck the front one's rear bumper before finally overpowering it entirely. It slammed the vehicle forward and he only narrowly clipped the edge of his front bumper as he maneuvered around the van and slammed into top speed. Back to the Academy, he went, dodging traffic and pedestrians alike in his actions.
They fired after his car, but, lacking any actual weaponry, were unable to stop him.

Kyllic:
Kyllic had been out getting breakfast for himself, his wife, and their daughter. Rose had stayed home with young Arcadia, as the 2 year old required almost constant supervision. However, a black away from their apartment, he was almost hit by a van. He narrowly avoided it, only to be immediately pulled into it by the masked men inside, dropping the bag of doughnuts he’d gotten. A rag was pressed to his mouth, and while he tried not to inhale, he failed, soon losing consciousness.

Helmut:
Helmut was an imposing figure, and due to this could not move stealthily through the city. It was during an unfortunate turn down an alleyway that someone came up and jumped onto his back with all the grace and flexibility of a gymnast. Two rags, reeking of chloroform, were pressed up to his mouth and nose, quickly making him dizzy.
Helmut attempted to swat the person off his back, but the double does of chloroform worked quickly, and soon the giant toppled forward. Six men came out from a side alley, and all seven worked to lift the behemoth in to a truck. As soon as he was set down, the truck’s carriage dropped a bit, but it seemed to have no other problems. Two people crawled onto the bed of the truck with him, and the tarp was rolled over to conceal them. The truck pealed out, even as the other agents slipped into a van behind them.

Ace:
The morning was calm, but then again that's often the case. The door to Ace's mansion was brutally kicked down. A trio of soldiers burst in, only to find Ace asleep on his couch, handcuffed to the table. They broke the cuffs, and for good measure pricked a dart of ketamine into his arm, then hauled him outside into a black van.

By the end of it, 8 vans and a truck filed out of Death City, the soldiers having retrieved their targets, all before classes started at 7.

Rose noticed, after almost half an hour of Kyllic being gone, that something was wrong. She dressed Arcadia up to go out, and headed for the Academy, noticing confused meisters streaming towards the Academy as well, a small crowd gathered outside the door.

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Edward almost did not make it to school without his weapon to wake him up. He had been so used to it that he almost went back to sleep before he looked at the clock. He was smelling a little ripe but he chose breakfast over a shower. He came into the school with a glide from his digital wings and decided to call her, but when he checked his phone he saw that he had a voice message from her.
I hope she's not hurt.... He immediately thought as he slid the bar to see what it was.
Immediately her heard the sound of rushing. Was she falling!? " Help " Was the only word that he heard, before a crack. Her phone had broken it two he guessed.
" Oh god! Oh god! " He said willing his wings to reform. He had to find out where she was! He took off in little loops flying through the city. "Trinity! Trinity where are you! " But needless to say....
He did not find her.

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Beyril frowned, as she had spent the day searching for Helmut, but to no avail. Eventually, she went to Savannah. With as smart as she and Akira were, perhaps they'd be able to help in some regard. After all, Akira had managed to find out about her past... She knocked on the dorm door, whistling to herself.

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Savannah had been sitting in bed, bolt upright and wide awake since two in the morning. She'd awoken in a cold sweat, eyes wide, her irises a thin, golden ring around the black pits at the center. For a long while, she hadn't even moved, could barely even breathe enough to make a sound. When she did move, she was sluggish, her silk pajamas sticking too her as she made her way to the bathroom.

When Jasmine came in several hours later, bursting the door open, Savannah was screaming into her phone at the top of her lungs, her hair a tangled mess, clothes and random possessions strewn across the floor. She threw the phone, narrowly hitting the edge of her mattress rather than breaking it. Her eyes, wide, frantic, tearful, and scared met Jasmine's and they both offered a sudden, quick nod. Nothing need to be said. They knew what had happened to each other's friends.

It was roughly six o'clock by the time Savannah was put together and functioning properly. She'd called her parents a number of times, but could not get a hold of her father no matter what she did. Jasmine had been dialing Antonio's cell number on repeat for the passed thirty minutes and Sayv was finally sick and tired of hearing the girl's angry yell. She snatched the phone from her, powering it down and tossing it on the bed.

"This is getting us nowhere." She said finally, tapping her fingers against the back of her chair angrily. "Pack up and suit up. We're heading out." Jasmine opened her mouth to protest but Savannah held her hand up instantly, eyes narrowed. "Now, Jasmine. We don't have time for this." The weapon nodded obediately, grabbing their old travel bag and shoving their meds, some water, and food into it before lacing on a pair of tennis shoes from her own room.

"Grab a hoodie." She muttered, not even looking to see that Savannah was pulling on jogging pants and a t-shirt. When the weapon lifted her head, her eyes bugged out and she stared at the meister for a long time. Savannah narrowed her eyes once more, shaking her head in warning; Jasmine didn't say a word. When the knock came, Jazz sprung up, opening it and nodding to Savannah. The girl looked up, and her eyes narrowed.

"Follow." It was all she said, but the meaning was clear; she already knew what had happened, and she'd be damned if she didn't plan on fixing it.

Both girls had their hair tied back completely, dressed in training clothing and ready to go with a travel bag on the meister's back. She looked determined, this tiny little, fragile meister and the weapon following along behind her. She was furious, completely outraged but what had happened and she would stop at nothing to see it changed.

Aurora was already in the area, pacing, walking around and looking and waiting for Johnathon to show; she was terrified. Had he been taken? She didn't even know yet.

Rogue was already leaning against one of the walls, a few ninja stars from the training room lined on his belts. His eyes shown through behind his hood and mask, and there was a deadly hint in them, rare and feral, but obvious and patient despite it all. Justice stood beside him, eyes searching the crowd, taking everything in. When xe saw Savannah and Jasmine, xir lip twitched up and xe nudged the other meister beside xir. The assassin looked over, nodding his head at the previous paired exes, receiving a nod in return from the revolver.

Up the stairs ran another blue-haired weapon, a male this time, with sweat across his brow. He ground to a halt at the front of the school where the others had gathered, out of breath but frantic nonetheless. Justice made xir way over to him, nodding. "What happened?"

Joseph's gaze looked deadly. "Some assholes tried to tell me they had my parents and to surrender." He exhaled, tossing his hair from his face and looking around, "I politely told them where to shove it and drove off. What's going on here?"

Justice nodded around them, xir neutral, level voice calm and almost reassuring. "You must not have been the only one, then. Some of the students are missing."

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Beyril started to speak, but simply nodded along, red-gold hair bouncing with the gesture. "Is Akira gone, too?" she asked, "I figured he would be my best bet to find Helmut." She was dressed in ratty old bell-bottom jeans and a long t-shirt, with torn-up tennis shoes and a saggy hat. Her canvas purse hung at her side, even though all that it contained was her wallet and ID. Now that her phone was broken, that was all she had.

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"connor! Where are you?" Dylan said as he was roaming the streets of death city, connor was supposed to be here but he must've been held up somewhere. He grew impatient. He began to walk away when he heard something. A car, no, a van. It was moving slowly behind him, following. Dylan grew suspicious, but he simply continued to walk, turning back every few seconds. "Creeps" he mumbled under his breath. A man in a black outfit popped out of the van. Now Dylan was really on edge. "The hell do you-" he felt a sharp pain in the back of his shoulder as he fell on the asphalt, things slowly faded away and all he saw now was blackness, and all he felt was slowly being dragged away.

"dylan?! Dylan!" Connor longingly searched for his partner. He saw beyril and savannah "have either of you seen dylan? He was supposed to be around here." Connor said in a panic

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Savannah nodded to Beyril before looking at the newcomer, an eyebrow raised. "No, I haven't. Connor Flynn, right?" The girl shook her head, the determined look in her eyes turning hard. "A lot of the students are missing, it seems. We're trying to figure out what's going on."

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Rose made it to the top of the stairs, Arcadia fidgeting around on her back. She approached the group of students. "The Staff is locked in the Death Room for their annual meeting. We're all that's available, so we need to start thinking quick about what to do."

Sarah ran up the stairs to the Academy as fast she she could. Jazz had texted her something about Claire getting taken, and when she'd gone to get Ace she'd found nothing but a broken pair of handcuffs. She stopped at the top, taking deep breaths. "Whats... Goingon?"

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A big man busted through everyone in the crowd, even pushing people in the way to the ground, wearing a helmet. He clearly looked like he had to run a significant distance, as he was covered in sweat and deeply breathing. Johnny nearly fell over in exhaustion. After a while of panting, he finally got out "Miranda... where is she?"

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Beyril nodded, her jaw set in determination, "It would take a lot of vehicles to take this many students. Especially Helmut. A lot of vehicles mean a lot of gas. We could track the CO2 trails, if someone has a computer. NASA has satellites that track atmospheric changes."

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Edward flew back into the school, spotting the group he went up with them too. " T-Trinity is g-gone. he took out a brown paper bag and started hyperventilating into it. His eyes were glowing blue and pixulated, indicating he had angels summoned.
In the city four angels flew threw the sky's looking for Trinity or anything suspicious. They would not take notice of the vans unless they were all together or converged on a point.
" I could do that, but I would need your permission and a hour to get access to those satellites. "

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Johnny became puzzled. Who even are these people? The only thing he could think about was Miranda, and whether she was dead or not. "Why do you need her permission?"

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"this works out. Laura has clearance for those things. We just have to break into her apartment, and she will probably kill us" Connor was worried. What would happen to all of them?

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Beyril turned to Sarah, "Most of the weapons have been taken."

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Savannah's eyes rolled as she pulled out her phone and began typing away at the keyboard. "I'm on it, there's no need. Jasmine," the girl looked over at her, obedient, silent. "Take a tally of how many are missing."

"Right!" She said, darting off and counting the number of names mentioned.

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Johnny was starting to get pretty angry. Not only were the weapons gone, but he seemed to be getting ignored. The only thing that could be worse would be a ransom letter turning the whole thing into a joke. Sturdily, he clenched his fist and shouted "As soon as I find them, I am going to shove my boot so far down their throats..." He stopped talking after that. He barely had any experience in this circumstance, not to mention he didn't know these people. Trying to get a grip on the reality of the situation, he asked "Do we atleast know anything about the criminals?"

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Beyril gritted her teeth. Something. She needed to do something. She looked around, clutching her bag and darting off. There was something she needed. She was going with them to save her friends, and catching up with them would be easy, but without a weapon, she was hindered in her own soul's power.

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Rose adjusted Arcadia on her shoulders, stepping up beside Savannah. "From Death City, the fastest means of travel would be the interstate, north and south. If they were looking for a quick getaway, they were probably a little lazy. If we can get some pictures from the cameras along the interstate, we can maybe figure out where they went."

Sarah paled a bit, pushing through the crowd to find Jazz. She grabbed onto the blue-haired girls shoulder, her grip iron. She looked into her eyes, desperate, but with a glimmer of hope left. "C-Claire?"

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"we should leave before they get hurt" connor sounded less worried . He was ready for anything. "Let's get these f***ers"

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"Hell yeah!" Johnny agreed, with a large grin.

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Ooc: well this is awkward. I never confirmed with oblivion so dylan never got taken. So forget everything I said about that.

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OOC: Just have Dylan show up now all confused or something

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"ahem" Dylan walked up to the group "would anyone like to tell me what the hell is going on?"

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Johnny approached Dylan. "Apparently, all the weapons were kidnapped." he explained. "We were about to leave to go after them."

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"then what are we waiting for?" Dylan was ready go "any idea of where?"

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