"Calm down son," Jason said," we're only trying to help you."
"No one can help me," he said quietly,"but maybe I can help all of you."
"How do you figure," Rossi asked after getting all the students behind him.
"I know everyone here. I've been watching them, learning about them, following them. I could probably tell you more about your students than they could tell you about themselves. They think they're so great, but the truth is, they're all just like me. They all have stories, secrets, lies,"he laughed a little," I always thought if I had Aaron's people skills, or Derek's muscles, or Emily's experiences, or Jennifer's looks, or little Spencer Reid's brains, or Penelope's individuality, I'd be set, but then I found out that your all just a bunch of losers."
He raised his gun and shot the wall just above Spencer, causing him to turn his quiet whimpers into sobs.
"Get in front of the window," he said to the crowd.
"You didn't hav to scare the kid," Derek said under his breath.
"Oh, I'm sorry ," the student said," maybe I should shoot for you, and this time, I won't miss."
"There's no need to keep the kids,"Gideon said," my partner and I will stay with you. We won't try anything."
"Are you kidding? You want me to loose the only thing keeping you from taking me out? I'm not stupid," he almost sounded offended.
"What do you want?"
"I want to see my father, and tell him exactly what he did to me. I want him to know that he's the reason I'm obsessed with death, why I kill animals, he's the reason I can't have a crush on a girl without thinking of at least ten ways to murder her," the boy said, with hatred in his eyes.
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Hailey was walking to the classroom, where Arron's club was taking place. She wanted to know what that loud boom was, and she thought he would know. She looked through the window on the door to see the whole club, their teacher and one other man she didn't recognize, being forced against a window by a boy with a gun.
She looked at her boy friend, who was mouthing "Go away."
She turned to leave, but before she could go get help the door flew open, and an arm wrapped arround her, forcing her inside.
"Don't scream," a voice said," I don't want to hurt you."
She nodded silently.
"Do you have a cell phone with you?"
She took it out of her pocket and have it to him right before being shoved into the crowd.
"911,"the answer came," What is your emmergency?"
"I need to see my father,"he said," or everyone is going to die."
"I'm sorry, did you say people are going to die?"
"Just get him here," he said," we're at Huntington High School."
He hung up the phone, and three it on the ground. Haley was in the arms of her highschool sweetheart.
"I guess I'll start with you," he said to Arron,"I used to try to be like you."
Arron removed one of his arms from Haley, but kept the other one where it was.
"Why would you want to be like me?"
"Your kidding,"he laughed,"you seem to have everything together. You seem to have great people skills, great grades, perfect behavior. You look like your flying through high school, but I've seem your brother, and I've seen your father. I know why you act the way you do."
Arron Hotchner's whole demeanor changed slightly. It was just enough so that Rossi, and Gideon could see it. He was nervous. Not the nervous he had felt when the gun came out, but the nervous that said his secrets were about to be disclosed to the whole room.
"It wasn't always this way, was it?" the kid asked," you used to be the family screw up. Then your old man shipped you off to boarding school for a year, but when you got back, something was different. What was it Arron? What changed?"