Remember the not owning part.

Hi Peoples!

To all the wonderful reviewers, I give WARM THANKS. Some of you are a little confused about the way I am characterizing Warren. All I can say is wait for it; you'll like what will come in the future.

To one reviewer in particular who reviewed both this story and my other story "Now What?":

Read more carefully and maybe you won't be so confused. I clearly said that this story was AU and OOC. Nobody else missed this and if you find any grammatical errors, it is polite to tell the writer where you found them instead of making global statements. I do hope you know that when you are rude writing a critique for someone it only makes you sound immature. Read what you like and if you don't like my fiction, then don't read it.

Peace out folks.

Part 5

The appeal wasn't approved by the next afternoon, but the following morning after the news report aired. Will and Layla were ecstatic. Now that the appeal had been approved there could be no more Disappearance Days until the Vills system had been re-voted on.

"I can't wait to see Warren's face when we tell him the good news," Layla said happily as she and Will hurried to the Boomoski residence.

"Me too," Will said quietly.

"Whoa. What's wrong?" Layla asked curiously, "I thought you would be happier."

"I'm worried about Warren," Will said quickening his pace, "We jumped right on getting this story out, but I don't think that we thought about the repercussions. I have a really bad feeling all of a sudden."

"You don't think that Mr. Boomoski would do anything to Warren after that story last night do you?" Layla asked in concern as she hurried to keep up with her boyfriend, "The public would crucify him."

"I don't know," Will said before throwing caution to the wind and scooping up his girlfriend before taking off into the air.

The two arrived in no amount of time at the Boomoski residence. Will and Layla snuck around to the back of the house to see if Warren was in his shed. To their horror, the shed door was broken in and the their friend's pallet was pulled apart.

"What in the world?" Layla gasped seeing the destruction of Warren's home over the last few years, "Where do you think Warren is?"

"I don't know," Will said grimly as he marched to the back door of the main house, "But I intend to find out."

Will banged loudly on the back door and then waited impatiently before yelling out.

"Open this door! Open this door NOW or I'll break it in!"

The door was flung open to reveal the cook. The man looked very distressed and grabbed Will by the upper arm.

"Where's Warren?" Will demanded unfazed.

"That bastard took him," the cook said clearly upset, "Mr. Boomoski figured out that the kid took the two of you to the Memory Forest. He beat the crap out of the kid and then carted him off to the train to take yesterday's Vills to the facility to die. That kid never did anything to anyone."

"No!" Layla gasped beginning to cry.

"How long ago did they leave?" Will asked panicking.

"In the early morning hours," the man said, "Mr. Boomoski said that the train trip took several hours and the place is up in the nearby mountains. You've got your mom's speed and flight. Go after them! Please save the kid. I'm ashamed that I ever worked for the bastard."

"Layla go get help," Will ordered seething inside, "I'm going after Warren."

"Be careful," Layla said drying her tears and getting a determined look on her face, "You can save him. Hurry!"

Will wasted no time on commenting and took to the sky. He knew that his girlfriend would alert his parents and the other Supers. Will's heart pounded frantically in his chest, but he refused to believe that there could be a possibility that he could be too late. Luckily he and his parents had discussed the day they found the train of Vills in great length. He knew exactly what direction the train was heading.

"I'm coming Warren," Will thought angrily, "I'll kill that bastard for touching you. Stay strong."

O.O

Warren slumped against the side of the moving boxcar and tried not to get sick again. The heavy chain hooked to his metal collar pulled heavily on his already strained muscles. The poor teen had never felt so miserable in his whole life. Every part of his body ached from the beating his master had inflicted on him. His mind was not on himself however, but on his two friends.

"Master Will and Mistress Layla are going to be devastated," Warren thought sadly to himself, "They showed the world the Memory Forests in hopes of saving me before May. They'll never forgive themselves that Master Boomer sent me early to my Disappearance Day."

"You're not going to hurl again, are you?" the teen girl beside him asked suddenly, "We don't have enough room as it is without you taking up more."

"I'm sorry," Warren said to her, "I'll try not to. I think that the nausea has passed for now."

"Your Master hurt you pretty good," the teen said squinting in the dim light, "Did you try to fight your Disappearance Day?"

"No," Warren said sadly, "He's trying to hurt my friends by hurting me. My Disappearance Day was supposed to be in May, but Master Boomer sent me early because it is because of two friends of mine that the campaign against the Vills system was started."

"What?" the girl asked with curiosity, "Why?"

"My master is the head of the Vills system," Warren said, "He's going to lose his job if the Vills system is shut down. I'm going to die early because he blames me."

"Do you really think that the rest of the Vills could one day be free?" the teen said hopefully, "I had a baby sister. Maybe she could be set free and live a normal life."

"If my friends, Master Will and Mistress Layla, has anything to do about it," Warren said smiling softly.

Word spread throughout the boxcar and soon Warren had a captive audience as he told the other Children of the Vills about his time with the two Supers he had accidentally met at the Christmas party. He recounted the times Will and Layla had brought him food, cleaned his wounds, kept him company, and was with him the day he placed his Memory Doll. The other Vills were amazed.

"I didn't think that Supers cared about anything but themselves," a boy said, "I thought they were all like my mistress."

"It would have been nice to see if we could have been freed," another boy said sadly, "We may be the final group of Vills who have a Disappearance Day."

Silence reigned once more as the young Vills thought about the last comment. None of them had ever thought that there could have ever been hope of getting freed before. The thought that freedom was so close and that their lives were going to end soon was heartbreaking. No one spoke for the rest of the journey. They all sensed when the train began to slow down a couple of hours later.

"All right Vills!" a voice yelled as the boxcar doors were slammed open, "Everybody out! Single file!"

When the Vills had been loaded into the train it had been dark. The journey had taken enough time that the morning sun was now shining brightly. When the doors had been thrown open, the light temporarily blinded the young Vills. The teens stumbled with teary eyes as they were jerked by the chain on their collars out of the boxcar. Slowly they got used to the brightness and their surroundings swam into view. They were all being led into a massive compound with high, cement walls. Once through the gate, the young Vills were led into a heavily guarded courtyard and roughly pushed to the ground as the chains were removed from their inhibitor collars.

"You will all remain seated," a familiar voice shouted as Mr. Boomoski strode into the courtyard, "You will be allowed to take a shower before your injections. When I say that you may, all girls will go to the right side of the courtyard and all the boys will go to the left and life up in rows of ten. Any whiner babies will be shot on the spot. Am I clear?"

"Yes Master," all the Vills said in unison.

"Go to your designated areas now," Boomer shouted.

All the children did as Mr. Boomoski requested and were quickly lined up and led to separate shower areas where the quickly and efficiently cleansed themselves. They were ordered then by the guards to line back up and were marched back out to the courtyard where they were again told to kneel and wait for their injections. The bully of a Super grabbed Warren out of his line as the young man passed him.

"You will come with me Vills," Master Boomer smirked, "I wish to administer your injection personally."

Guards grabbed the young man roughly and pulled the unresisting teen roughly behind Mr. Boomoski. Warren refused to tremble or show any signs of distress.

"I had no choice but to serve you Master Boomer," Warren thought to himself as he was jerked into the building, "But I refuse to allow you the satisfaction on seeing any fear from me. I am not afraid of you anymore. I will die as Warren Peace not as just another Vills."

The teen was pulled into a room that resembled an army doctor's office. He was forced into a metal chair that had straps that held down his arms and legs. The straps bit into his skin as they were jerked into place. Soon only Warren and his master were left in the room.

"You must have thought that you were clever getting the Stronghold kid to notice you," Master Boomer said angrily as he paced in front of the young man who for once met his eyes defiantly.

"I didn't know that he was a Stronghold," Warren said without fear in his voice, "I may die today, but Master Will is going to find you and make you pay for the atrocities you have done to Vills."

"He will never find me," Mr. Boomoski said smugly, "I will disappear and if he ever does show up, I'll get rid of him as easily as I will get rid of you. In fact, I do believe that I will be getting rid of Stronghold and his little girlfriend for ruining my position. I think that's fair."

"You leave them alone!" Warren said finally showing emotion, "They didn't do anything to you."

"They've ruined everything with your HELP," his master boomed out as a look of insanity entered his eyes, "Everything would have gone on perfectly fine, but you had to happen. You had to get noticed so that all my plans were ruined. Once all the Vills were destroyed nobody would have been able to stand up against me."

"What?" Warren asked confused.

"I would have been able to get rid of all the powerful Super Villain's children," Boomer said as he reached into a cabinet and pulled out a large syringe with a deadly looking needle, "Then I would have started getting rid of the Supers. Nobody would have ever suspected me. Once the most powerful were dead, the world would be mine!"

"Your insane!" Warren gasped as he struggled against his bounds, "You'll not get away with this."

"I know that now!" Boomer hissed as he strode to Warren with the needle, "You ruined everything! I have worked years to get this far!"

Mr. Boomoski strolled over to a television and VCR surrounded by hundreds of videotapes. He turned on the t.v. and pushed play on the VCR.

"I thought you might want to watch what you will be going through," Boomer said maliciously.

Warren gasped when he saw the final moments of different young Vills. Each death had been recorded and preserved on all the videotapes on the walls. The young man wished he could cover his ears from the screams that pierced the air.

"I love to watch these," Mr. Boomoski chirped happily, "You see the injections kill, but there is a few minutes of entertainment prior to death."
"Your insane," the teen whispered horrified.

Warren cried out as Boomer suddenly stabbed down with the needle into the muscle of his right arm.

O.O

Will found the government facility fairly quickly thanks to the gifts he had inherited from his mother. He landed in the courtyard that contained several guards and a group of about fifty young Vills.

"Halt! You are not authorized to be here," a guard haughtily informed the young Super.

"My name is Will Stronghold and I will not permit you to harm these Vills," Will said, "There is an appeal that will not allow you to execute them."

"That appeal was approved this morning," the guard said smirking, "Since these Vills were shipped last night, the appeal does not apply to them."

"Wrong!" Ms. Powers said appearing next to Will in a shower of silver, "Stand down. Other UN Supers will be arriving shortly."

"No ma'am," the guard said raising his weapons as his fellow guards took aim at the Supers as well.

"I am giving you the opportunity to show that you were not involved under the knowledge that this program was being supported by illegal policies," Ms. Powers said angrily, "I order you to step down immediately!"

"I have permission to only obey Mr. Boomoski," the guard grinned, "I will take care of the two of you myself.

To everybody's surprise, the Vills themselves came to the two Supers' defense as they sprang from the ground and fought to subdue the guards. Will took out the lead guard that had threatened him and Ms. Powers while Ms. Powers went to the aid of the defenseless Vills. Shots were fired, but luckily nobody was injured as the Vills subdued the guards.

"Are you Master Will?" a young Vills girl asked as she ran up to Will.

"Yes I am," Will said surprised.

"Master Boomoski took your friend into the compound," the teen said, "Warren told us about you. They went that way."

More guards poured into the courtyard as some of the UN Super Heroes arrived.

"Go find your friend," Ms. Powers ordered Will, "We will get the children to safety and take care of the guards. Your parents are on their way as well."

"Thank you," Will yelled over his shoulder as he took off into the compound.

The direction he went in was a single long hallway that seemed to go on forever.

"Well, at least I won't get lost," Will thought as he raced to make it to Warren's side in time.

Will finally came to the end of the hallway where a large door stood. Unfortunately, the door was locked. Knowing that Warren was trapped inside, Will ripped the door from its hinges with a loud metallic screech and saw Mr. Boomoski stab his friend with a wicked looking needle.

"NO!" Will bellowed in rage.

To be continued…

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