Selena was walking home when she felt something hit her in the back of the head. She was knocked out cold. The KG picked her up and carried her in the importune, the passenger: Baron Praxis.

"Come on boys. The future awaits." Baron said with an evil smirk.

"Where the hell is Selena?!" Selena's mother, Velvet, asked.

"I don't know mom. I'm sure she'll be back soon to tell us she made it on the race team," Torn grabbed his jacket. "And besides I have a job interview with the Baron and I can't be late."

"Oh that's wonderful my little gladiator." Velvet pinched his cheeks. Torn blushed because Gladiator used to be his nickname as a kid when he took the tubes from toilet paper and pretended to fight metal heads in his underwear.

"Mom! Lemme just go." Torn said embarrassed.

"Fine. Well, good luck." Velvet insisted. Torn kissed his mom on the cheek and ran out the door.

"Now tell me...Torn. What makes you think you have the raw material to be a KG?" The Baron asked thoughtfully.

"Well I am a hard worker, honest, I have an invariable and impressive fighting and shooting skills, and I am a leader." Torn said well-constructed.

"Ok. Good, good. When can you start?" He asked stroking his chin.

"Right away." Torn said firmly.

"Great. Well we definitely need a commander of the KG and you seem well-fit for the part."

"But..."

"You wouldn't be passing up an opportunity of a lifetime now would you?" The Baron asked.

"No, no, no. I'll do it." Torn reconsidered.

"Good. Follow me. I want you to meet your men." The Baron directed him. Torn walked a little behind Baron Praxis down the fluorescent hallway. A door opened and there stood fifteen men in a KG outfit.

"This is Louie, Matt, Nelson, T, Jason, Triple-X, Peter, Stewie, Chris, Greg, Gregory, Hamilton, SF., Forks, and Andrea." Torn stiffened at the name Andrea, he noticed it was a woman behind the big, bulky, red armor. She took off her helmet that let her blonde hair shake free. She had evergreen eyes and a pretty smile.

"Nice to meet you all. I am Torn and I will be your commander. The only way we are going to fight well is if we work as a team and be serious about it." Torn stated firmly.

"Oh don't worry, Torn. These neanderthals won't cause any trouble for you." Andrea smiled, her voice stern. "Oh, I am your co-commander. To make sure you don't screw up."

"Well we had better head out then." Torn said, almost yelling.

Selena woke up in a dinghy, dark, damp jail cell. She touched the back of her head and it felt warm. She noticed a lot of blood on her fingers. A KG arrived at the door of her cell.

"Wh-why am I here?" She stammered. The KG came in and locked the door behind her. He came up to her and stroked her black hair. He took off his mask to reveal the face of a very handsome man. She stared at his dark turquoise eyes and his luminescent white smile. "What are doing?" Selena asked calmly.

"Shhhh...This won't hurt a bit." He assured her. He took out a needle and stabbed it in her arm, temporarily paralyzing her from the neck down.

"Get off me!" She screamed. He smacked her.

"Shut the hell up bitch!" He yelled with authority. He kissed her neck and her stomach aggressively. Then he pulled down her pants.

"Stop please!" Selena begged to no avail. He slapped her again, this time gashing her lip. She tried not to cry or else he'd hit her again. All she could do was wait for him to finish taking advantage of her. After he got off her, the paralyzation wore off and she drug herself to a corner and rolled up into a ball crying.

"You practically asked for it...Slut!" He accused, walking out. She put her head on her knees, crying, and rocked herself to sleep. The one thing that helped her sleep was remembering that he mother, Blade, and Torn were safe.