Tamiya woke up from the sound of a gun shot. Jolting awake she looked around the room and the people she was with. The person she didn't know and the senior were asleep, but Milly was sitting against the wall with a blank stare. Milly had her knees to her chest and was staring at the wall across from her. She had no emotion on her face, no life, she was just blank. Tamiya walked over to her and looked at her face.

" Milly?" She asked her friend. Milly didn't look like she had heard her. " Milly?" Nothing. She saw Milly blink, so she was still alive.

Waving her hand in front of her face, Milly didn't address the action. Or seem to notice it. " Your scaring me Milly." Tamiya said to her. Milly hadn't moved, smiled, screamed, cried or showed any emotion since she saw Odd hit the ground. Tamiya looked around the room and found Milly's teddy bear.

" Look who it is Milly. Mr teddy, he wants a hug." Not even that worked. " Come on Milly," Tamiya said crying. " Please say something." Milly turned her head slowly and faced her friend.

" They shot him," Milly said softly. " They didn't give him a chance. They just pulled the trigger and told everyone to shut up." Tamiya looked at her friend. " Why are people so cruel. Why do they kill each other for no reason." Milly complained. " They're going to kill us."

" No they're not. If we don't give them a reason to kill us, they won't. Don't give them a reason. Behave, listen, and do what they tell you to." Tamiya said to her, trying to calm her down.

" What if they want to have sex with me. Then do I complain, or just let them." Tamiya looked at her friend. It was a very negative comment, but a fair one. " What then. Do I just lie on my back and say don't."

" Milly."

" Tamiya, you always say look on the bright side of things. When you find a bright side here, tell me." Milly said cuddling her legs closer.

" We're still alive, that's bright enough."

" We could die today, die tomorrow, die as long as these men hold the fort. I'd rather be dead right now, rather than expect it coming, but not sure when it will happen." Tamiya sighed them walked to the window and looked through the blinds. She saw three police officers and a few terrorist trading something. The police moved three stretchers away, each holding a dead body. Odd's was on one, Theo on another, the last was for the gate keeper who should of called in sick.

" They shot someone else didn't they. Who is it?" Milly asked, hoping it wasn't someone she knew.

" No one else is dead" Tamiya lied. " And I don't think anyone else is dying.

The next morning the school was permitted to take showers with a guard monitoring at the door. They would go in the showers in groups of five for ten minutes each. The entire time Ulrich just stood there and let the water run down his head. Water drizzled down his face as he thought about soap, but didn't bother. Stopping the water he stepped out of the shower and rub the towel on his hair to dry it.

Grabbing his clothes he walked out of the shower and threw the towel at the terrorist monitoring the bath room. The towel hit his face and the terrorist hit Ulrich with the butt of the rifle. Ulrich didn't even grunt in pain as he fell to knee, then received a kick in the ribs sending him to his stomach. The guard went back to his post as Ulrich stood up holding his side then walked out of the bathroom.

Ulrich went back to his room, the halls monitored by several guards. How many terrorist were there? He counted at least ten by now. Opening the door, William and Herve turned around hoping to see Theo.

" Any news yet?" William asked Ulrich. They didn't know what had happened to Theo last night. Only Tamiya had seen the body last night. The gun shot woke up half the school, but not everyone checked the windows. Ulrich sat on his bed and then checked his ribs to see they were bruised. " They hit you?" Ulrich nodded and took a breathe.

' Attention students, everyone report to your first hour class. Even with the new security you will still resume classes as usual, just don't mind the armed guard. Thank you.' The lead terrorist said over the intercom. Ulrich grabbed his books and left the classroom. Before he did he checked to see if his cell phone worked. No signal at all.

' Just a reminder, cell phones have no signal on school grounds.' The leader said as if on cue for Ulrich. Ulrich threw his cell phone on his bed and left for class.

Walking through the halls he turned every corner and saw a terrorist watching everyone. Turning another corner he saw Jeremie and Aelita walking into their first hour class then ran over to them. He got halfway before he felt the butt of a rifle in his back, sending him to the ground.

" No running!" The terrorist shouted at him. He kicked Ulrich once to show him he meant in then went back to patrol. Everyone watched Ulrich as he stood up then faced the terrorist. " Keep walking boy." Ulrich ignored him and punch him sending him to the wall. The terrorist tried to shoot him but Ulrich knocked the gun up as him and terrorist began to wrestle for it.

They shot the roof and the wall several times while fighting for control of the gun. Everyone student in the hall was ducked down trying to hide as Ulrich fought the terrorist. Letting on hand go he managed to hook his jaw, but the terrorist hung on to the rifle. Ulrich was kicked in his leg as he fell slightly but not all the way before recovering. Pulling the terrorist toward him he head butted him, giving Ulrich the chance to rip the gun from his hands and knock him against the wall. Aiming the gun at him Ulrich wasn't going to fire, but then he felt something poke his head and stay there.

" Drop it," The lead terrorist said to Ulrich with a pistol to his head. Ulrich was breathing deep from the fight and after five breaths with no response, the terrorist poke it harder, making Ulrich head tilt down. " Drop it," He repeated to Ulrich.

Ulrich let the rifle hit the floor as the other terrorist picked it up. The leader struck Ulrich in the back of the head hard, sending him to the floor immobile. Ulrich groaned in pain as the terrorist kneeled down and picked up Ulrich head by his hair. " Go to class. I'll let that slide because of your friend. Next time, you won't get up again. Do I make myself clear?"

" Go to hell," Ulrich said before spitting in his face. The man stood up and wiped his face up.

Stomping on Ulrich's back three times, he then kicked him in the ribs and looked at the other terrorist and said, " Take him to my office, I need to lecture him on behavioral conduct." The terrorist nodded then dragged Ulrich away.

Jeremie and Aelita were in the beginning of first hour with the teacher going by his lesson plan as told to do. He wasn't as fun as he normally was. It was the first time he saw Aelita on time, and he knew why. It was the first day since the beginning of the semester that he hadn't had to threat Odd with a detention for tardiness. He was boring, but the students took their notes like he wasn't. The fact that an armed terrorist was with them didn't help. Five minutes into class they heard a scream of pain.

It was males voice. It echoed through the halls and into the ears of every student. No one knew who's voice it was. Except for the few people who saw him get dragged away. The scream would stop, then start, stop then start again. It came sixteen times before it stopped, then stayed silent. The entire school waited to see if they'd hear it again, then after a minute went back to teaching with a gun to their temples.

A few minutes after the screaming subsided, the door to Jeremie's and Aelita's first hour opened. At first everyone looked at the door and waited from someone to walk in. A hand grabbed the doorframe and pulled the rest of the body in. The hands was Ulrich's. Ulrich limped through the center of the room, Aelita noticing a trail of blood dripping behind him. Ulrich looked like he was in pain, before he collapsed, talking a desk with him.

" Ulrich!" Jeremie and Aelita shouted running over to their injured. " Quick, get him on his back."

" Not the back," Ulrich said to them. Aelita looked at his back and gasped. Vertical lines of blood had stained the back of his shirt. The terrorist in the room was allowed to let them put him on the teachers desk as a student stepped into the room and dropped a first aid kit. He walked out of the room and back to the office. Pulling off his shirt they saw bloody welts where it looked like he was whipped, there were sixteen hits.

" What did they hit you with?" Mr. Anderson, the sociology teacher asked him, opening the first aid kit.

" One of those metal pointer thingys."

" Why sixteen times?"

" He asked how old I was then started to hit me, " Ulrich groaned. " One for every year I was. Never thought I wouldn't mind being younger." Mr. Anderson began to rub peroxide on the welts as Ulrich shouted, " God dammit!"

" It has to be done before it gets infected." Mr. Anderson said, moving to another welt. Ulrich cringed as Mr. Anderson continued to treat the welts. Placing bandages on his back Ulrich took some aspirin and the class continued.

The lead terrorist had decided to monitor Ms. Hertz first hour chemistry and was sitting in the back. Every now and then in the class he'd raise his hand and answer the question. For a terrorist he was smart in chemistry. He only answered when no one else raised theirs. Ms. Hertz had just asked a question, no one raised their hands so the terrorist did.

" Yes Mr. Terrorist?" Ms. Hertz asked him.

" Thirty two," he answered correctly. " And don't call me Mr. Terrorist, my name is Trevor." Ms. Hertz nodded to him scared, thinking when he said that he might hurt her. He was fairly well mannered when you left out the being a terrorist part. The bell rang as everyone looked at Trevor.

" Go on to second hour, no running." The students quickly left the room without running as Trevor walked over to Ms. Hertz. " You really enjoy teaching don't you?"

Ms. Hertz knew better than to ignore him, so replied with a nod. " How long have you been teaching for?" he asked her.

" Twenty five years this spring," She answered, moving a few beakers into a shelf. " Do you have any shame in what your doing?" She asked her.

" For putting the school in a hostage situation or for killing Theodore Gauthier and Odd Della Robbia."

" Both. You shot children and have scared everyone else. Stop this," She said to him with a serious tone.

" When I get the money, I will."

" Don't bull shit me. What do you really want. You could get more than three million from this. Some of the children's parents are rich, in the government, what are you trying to get, what are you stalling for?" Trevor smiled.

" You're good. However I can't tell you."

" You're a monster. You deserve to die. You shouldn't get what you want." Trevor's smile faded as he looked at her again.

" Just for that, at the end of the week, you're making the news." Trevor said before leaving the room.

Ulrich, Yumi, Jeremie, and Aelita sat together for lunch. No one was talking in the lunchroom, everyone just ate as the four just looked at each other. Ulrich's back was hurting more now because Yumi had hugged him when they met again.

" We need to do something?" Ulrich whispered to everyone.

" Yeah, like what?" Yumi whispered back.

" We need to give the police a hand." Ulrich said to them.

" How?" Aelita whispered.

" We need to monitor our monitors. Get their patrols and locations, how many there are, then get it to the police so they know what to expect."

" A report," Yumi said to him.

" Exactly. We'll all need to write because not all of us get to go to all area's of the school." Jeremie nodded.

" We have a plan." Jeremie said to them.

" We have a plan."