Chapter Five- Missing

"Teen sensation Hannah Montana has been reported missing-"

"There are no leads in this upsetting case and police have yet to reveal any possible suspects-"

Jake turned off the tv and tossed the remote down. This was so frustrating, it had all happened right under his nose. He should've called to make sure she was okay when he got

home. There was no warning for her disappearance, no threats, it made no sense at all. 'Wait….there was that person following us that night. But we have no way to identify whoever

it was.' He growled in annoyance at his helplessness. There was nothing he could do, he had only just begun to get acquainted with her. But he could promise one thing, when he

found out who had taken her, and he would, there would be nothing on this earth that could protect them from his wrath.

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Jackson paced around the living room for the hundredth time that day. His dad sat on a nearby coach, still overcoming the initial shock of the situation. "Dad, there's gotta be

something we can do!"

The man sighed and rubbed his temples, "There's nothing we can do Jackson, except trust the authorities can find her and whoever did this."

Jackson growled and kicked the table leg, "I can't just sit around and do nothing while my little sister is in danger! Dad, I don't want her to get hurt."

He suddenly collapsed into tears and the man sighed, stood up, and walked over to his eldest. "I know Jackson, I know." He sat down by his son and hugged him close.

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Oliver looked over at Lily who was curled up in a ball on her couch. She'd been like that ever since they received the news. "It's going to be okay Lily."

She looked up for the first time in hours, her tear streaked face glared at him "No it's not! Oliver, she's gone! We don't know where she is who took her or if she's even alive!"

Oliver had a hurt expression on his face and Lily sighed, "I'm sorry…It's just, Miley's like a sister to me. If anything happens to her…"

Oliver walked over to her and sat down. "They'll find her Lily. We just can't lose hope. If we don't believe that Miley will be safe, then who will? We can never give up hope." Lily

laid her head on Oliver's shoulder and he smiled despite their predicament, stroking her hair.

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Miley groaned as she opened her eyes, everything was blurry. Slowly she regained her vision and surveyed her surroundings. She was laying on a coach, the walls were covered

with newspaper clippings. She stood up and her world went out of focus. Sitting back down quickly she held her head, the drugs hadn't fully worn off yet.

'Note to self…stand up slowly.' After waiting a minute or two she stood up again, this time with care. Miley padded over to one wall, and observed an article.

The headline read New Voice in Music Industry, Hannah Montana rocks the charts.

As she looked over more she found that every single article and clipping had to do with Hannah Montana. This guy was a physco, obviously an obsessed fan.

'Great, I get kidnapped by a stalker. But why did he wait so long to take me?' She looked at another wall and there were two pictures side by side. One was of Hannah Montana,

and the other was of Miley Stewart. Above the two pictures was the most recent article. She walked over and read it.

The headline of this one was: Miley Stewart is Hannah Montana.

A realization dawned on her, he hadn't taken her sooner because Hannah Montana was heavily guarded. But Miley Stewart was an easier target. And when he found out the two

were the same person, he'd jumped at the opportunity. 'But who is he?'

An opening door behind her made Miley spin around. "Hello Miley, or should I say Hannah?"

Miley gasped in surprise at the person's identity. "Oh my God."

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A/N: HAHA! Another cliffhanger! You'll find I'll do a lot of those. Who is the person!? You'll find out next chapter! Review and thanks for reading!