Chapter 1-Not Your Average Job

In today's news, there has been no sign of the over 100 children that have been missing for the last two weeks. The Sailor Scouts and the Backstreet Boys, whose children are among the one missing, are issuing a $10 million dollar award for any information concerning the whereabouts of their children..

Psyche turns off the TV and thinks. "Where would those children taken? I think the cops have searched everywhere for them, even known pedophile's homes. Nothing." Psyche had already searched all over San Francisco, her hometown, and she had come up with nothing also. The reward money sounded tempting, but she wasn't really in it for the money. Her daughter was one of the one taken too. Little Kara. If whoever took her even touched her wrong, she wouldn't stop till they're all dead.

Psyche packed her bags and headed for the ferry headed for Crystal Tokyo, where most of the children had disappeared. The trip took about 2 hours, and Psyche was feeling some serious seasickness when they stopped. Psyche rode her motorcycle off the ferry and into the Crystal Tokyo boardwalk. Psyche then rode about a half an hour to her hotel where she was staying. All around her were Missing Children posters, and Psyche felt a pang of fear grip her for a sec. "Hold on honey," Psyche thought "I'm coming.".

The next day, Psyche decided to travel around the city and find out exactly where those children disappeared. Psyche spent the entire day asking people what they knew, posing as an FBI agent. They told Psyche different stories. Most told her that the children were walking home from school, but they didn't make it. Others told her that they disappeared right from in front of their homes. Psyche asked them the names of the schools were the children disappeared from, and they all gave her the same name, Sunshine Oaks Elementary School, in downtown Tokyo. Psyche had to go there.

Psyche traveled another 25 minutes, not counting the congestion on the streets, before she made it to Sunshine Oaks. It was a large, well-kept school. It seemed peaceful enough, and she obviously didn't see any strange characters lurking around here. Nothing out of the ordinary. Which set off Psyche's years of bounty hunting senses. "Nothing is ever this quiet." Psyche thought, assessing the area. As Psyche walked towards the lamppost at the corner, she thought she saw the lamppost shimmer. "Hold the hell on, lampposts don't shimmer like that!" Psyche thought wildly. As she stepped towards the lamppost, she saw it shimmer again. Psyche reached out and touched the lamppost. All of the sudden, she fell through the lamppost! Psyche felt herself falling for what seemed forever, finally landing on what seemed like soft ground..

Psyche opened her eyes after a few moments and looked up. To find a tall man standing over her. With a gun pointed at her head!

To be continued.