When the FBI got to the school, it was already in full lockdown. This was the fifth school the gunman hit in two months, and within these two months, eight students were shot by this madman. The police who were already on the scene informed Hotch that the gunman had taken the school theatre and he had at least 30 people in there with him; mostly students. The team swiftly made their way down the halls, trying to find the small theatre. The school was under construction and there were so many detours that getting lost was easy to do. The youngest team member, Dr. Spencer Reid, had a fire in his eyes. Since he was the youngest, he felt more connected to these kids.
He could feel their fear and he felt so angry at the gunman. When the team got to the doors of the theatre, they could already hear the gunman shouting orders at them.
"ALRIGHT! Everyone up against the stage! NOW! Except for you, girl! Get over here!" Outside the doors, the team could hear the girl's nervous breathing and her feet shuffling over to the gunman. "What's your name kid?" She refused to answer. He just slapped her and asked again.
"I'm Stephanie." She started tearing up a little.
"Got a last name? How about a middle name?" He pointed the gun to her lowered head.
"Stephanie Elizabeth Chung. I'm a junior here." After a few seconds of silence, they heard Stephanie yelp in pain. "Let go of me! Let the fuck go! Stop pulling my hair!" The gunman just laughed and the team heard a sickening crack. The man pistol whipped her in the face. Morgan lost it then. He and Reid bust in the double doors and pointed their guns.
"DROP IT NOW!" Morgan shouted at the man but to no avail. The man just stared blankly at Morgan and just started snickering.
"Not a chance." The gunman then pointed his gun at the Stephanie's head again.
"Oh fucking hell…" She started to cry and plead. "Oh God. Please don't. I didn't do shit to you or anyone. Please let me go." The man just pulled her hair harder and pressed the gun barrel harder onto her cheek. The fire in Reid's eyes flared up even more. He had to do something…just say or do anything.
"She's right," Reid began, "she didn't do anything to you or anyone. There's no reason to kill her or anyone here. Just let her go and we'll get you some help." The man just stared at Reid, but he slowly drew the gun away from Stephanie's face and threw her down on the ground along with the ski mask he was wearing. He didn't have to worry about the other kids seeing his face since his back was turned to them. She fell on her knees, looked at his face, and quickly scrambled away toward Reid and Morgan for protection. Just as Morgan closed in on the man and tried to arrest him, the man threw the gun at Morgan's face and, as it hit him in the jaw, bolted his way out of the green room door; the only room that had an exit to an ally. He got away and to make matters worse, he knew Stephanie's name. She saw his face and he could come back for her, to kill her.
