"World Famous super star Justin Bieber was kidnapped three hours ago during his concert in Denver. Apparently all electricity went out during his performance of the hit "Baby." But we do have images of the kidnappers that were taken by a flash camera in the audience during the black out."

A picture of me in my black cat suit appeared onto the T.V screen. My auburn hair was visible through the back of my mask. I smiled at the peace sign I flashed to the camera with my free hand. What the didn't see was the Bieber kid in my other hand that I had successfully knocked out by hitting the pressure point in his neck. It was too easy.

"We don't know why he was taken or where he is at, at the moment but if any one has any information on his whereabouts please call the number at the bottom of the screen. We will have more news during the Eight O'clock news on Channel 7."

I turned the T.V. off and faced Bieber. His hair hung in his eyes and he looked at me intensely.

"How are you holding up there?" I asked him and laughed a little.

"Why are you doing this?" He asked me, tilting his head up, "What's going on?"

"Why?" I might as well tell him. "I was born into this business. I just get to do the fun stuff. My Dad makes money this way. I just followed his footsteps into the family business. Don't worry once he gets his ransom I'll return you safe and sound back to your family and millions of worried fans."

"So, what you get a kick out of kidnapping people and messing with them?"

"Ha, you got it," I smiled, "It's like you know me or something."

"So what do usually do with your captives?"

"Well, usually I torture them and enslave them until they make ransom. If you're smart you'll do what I say if you want to keep that pretty face of yours." I threatened mentally getting a kick out of the fact that I would never do that to some one. But he didn't know that and the way his face went white and his brown eyes got big made it funny.

"Are you serious?!'

"No, you silly little boy. I'm not evil. I just do what I'm good at. It just happens to be kidnapping."

"I'm a silly little boy? You're no older than I am."

"And your point is?"

"Since I'm here, we might as well get to know each other since there isn't much else I know to do."

Whoa, why wasn't he afraid of me? Every one else before him had been too afraid to even talk to me.

"Are you sure you want to get to know me?"

"Yeah, I want to know what goes on in the mind of a teenage criminal."

"Fine," I said, "What do you want to know about me?"

"For starters, what's your name?"

"Oh, the typical name question, how practical. It's Jasey Rae."

"Okay, Jasey Rae. What kind of music do you like?"

"I like all sorts of music. Believe it or not I am a fan of yours. You can imagine my excitement when Daddy told me who my next mission was."

"You? A fan of mine? I didn't see that one coming shawty."

"Shawty? Are you assuming that just because I like your voice that we're friends?"

"What and you don't just totally want to have your way with me right now? How disappointing."

Who knew Justin could actually be cool. I didn't think that he would be normal. I mean, hey, I like his songs and stuff but I thought he would be kind of stuck up like every other celebrity I've gotten the chance to meet. Wait; was he just sarcastic with me?

I moved my body closer to his to the point where my face was just an inch apart from his, "Please, doesn't pretend like you wouldn't like it."

He kept his face close to mine, "Careful, wouldn't want you to fall for your captive."

What?

The?

Hell?

Just?

Happened?

Did he really just say that? I pulled away and put more distance between us.

"Don't count on it."

"Can you at least untie me seeing as I'm not going anywhere?"

I walked over to him and pulled the knife that I was kept out of my boot. I stepped behind his chair and cut the ropes that bound his hands together.

"You're free."

What happened next is some thing I didn't see coming.

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