Date: August 28th, 2014
Location: Hope, New Mexico, United States of America, North America

Inside a trailer that is surrounded by 3 other trailers and 2 houses is a teen who is writing in a notebook. Next to the notebook is a big book that is titled "Aircraft of World War II". The teen stops writing and puts down the pencil. He closes his eyes and yawns.

"That's enough writing for a while." He gets up from his chair and stretches. "Monoplanes are awesome but biplanes will always be better to me." He gets both books and puts them away in a cabinet nearby that is labeled "Wolf's stuff".

Wolf steps out of the trailer and sighs happily. "Done with your homework, Wolf-Dietrich Smith?"

He looks to his right and sees a woman wearing a yellow shirt and white pants sitting on a lawn chair in front of a small house. A few feet in front of her was a grill.

"Yes, Mrs. Miller. I finished my homework. I just came out to get some fresh air."

Mrs. Miller smiles. "That's good. Ready for dinner later? We are having steaks, fried pineapple, pinto beans, and mashed potates."

Wolf nods and smiles. "I can't wait." He looks up at the clear blue sky and then back to Mrs. Miller. "Who is making the pinto beans and mashed potates?" Mrs. Miller smiles. "Sean and Lisa Valentine are." "Okay."

Wolf leans against his trailer. "Its good to take a break every once in a while."

He looks up when he hears an engine in the air. He sees a plane fly by and glares at it.

He mumbles under his breath. "I wish we still kept on using propeller planes like the P-51 Mustang and P-38 Lightning instead of those jets like that F-16 and A-10..."

Date: August 29th, 2014
Location: Hope, New Mexico, United States of America, North America

A bell rings. A voice is heard in the room.

"Alright then. Class is dismissed."

All the students in the classroom put away their books, got up, grab their bags, and leave. Wolf yawns while walking through the halls. Shouldn't have pulled an all-nighter drawing those pictures thought the kid as he walks through the entrance doors.

"Hey Wolf!"

He looks to his left and sees one of his friends.

"Hi Josh."

"Want to hang out later on?"

"I can't, dude. I need to do some homework."

"Alright then. See you later."

Wolf watches his friend walk away.

Maybe some other time he thought as he continues his way home.

Wolf looks at his home, a white trailer. He glances to his left and sees a small light blue house with a brown roof. He glances to his right and sees a light brown house with the same roof color. He pulls open the first door and pulls open the second. He climbs inside and closes the doors.

Once inside, he looks at the small table with two chairs and a radio in front of him. He takes off his bag and puts on the table and opens it. He pulls out a notebook and turns some pages.

"Which topic should I choose...hmm...Ah! I know but first!"

He turns on the radio and it starts playing music.

"Nice. Glenn Miller is an amazing musician and I love In The Mood."

He takes out a pencil and starts writing.

"On December 20th, 1943, an act of mercy would occur..."

Date: September 1st, 2014
Location: Hope, New Mexico, United States of America, North America

An alarm ringing is heard. A hand slams down on the clock making the noise, silencing it. Yawning, he slowly gets up. He rubs his eyes and looks at the time: 6 am.

Wolf gets out of bed and walks over to the small bathroom. He starts brushing his teeth. Once done, he takes a shower, puts on some clothes, and makes himself a PB&J sandwich.

He turns the radio on. "Gone missing. In other news seismic activity has been detected in New Mexico and four other states, along with Japan and Europe..."

He opens his personal cabinet and pulls out another notebook that is labeled "Persnal Journal". H gets a pencil, walks back to the table, starts writing.

"September 1st, 2014... It is now the 75th Anniversary of the beginning of the Second World War, when Germany invaded Poland. Got up, got dressed, and ate breakfast. I still miss my parents even though it's been 2 years since I last saw them. I'm lucky to have family friends who were willing to look after me."

Wolf puts down the pencil and closes the book. "I'll write more later. Right now I'm gonna take a nap." He yawns and gets up from the chair.

"I wonder what we'll learn about in school today. Hopefully something about World War II."

He walks over to his bedroom door and opens it. Walking through, he closes it and goes to lay down on the large bed. He looks to his right and sees the alarm clock on a nightstand, two hung-up drawings of a Fokker D.I triplane and a man standing next to a Bf 109 monoplane. He looks to his left and there's a model of a Sopwith Camel biplane on another nightstand, and two hung-up drawings of three battleships with a battlecruiser and two railway guns.

"I'm gonna take a little nap."

He then closes eyes.

The trailer suddenly shakes. Wolf jolts up, awake. He looks out the long window above his bed and sees Mrs. Miller's house and sees the woman holding onto her porch railings. He gets off his bed and almost immediately falls to the floor. He crawls on the floor to the other side of the trailer.

He sees the other house shaking as well. He goes the sink sees some people have fallen on the sidewalks and leaning against a building. "Just what is happening..." He gets down and crawls to his personal cabinet. He gets his journal and goes to his table.

"I'll read to get my mind off of this."

Just as Wolf was about to open the book, the shaking stopped. "Hm?"

Holding his book close, he crawls out and gets up. He walks to his net and solid doors. He opens them and sees people looking around. He jumps out and closes the doors. He runs over to Mrs. Miller's house and sees her sitting on her porch.

"Wolf! What are you doing? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I was worried and went to see if you were alright."

"I'm okay and thanks for worrying."

"Need help getting up?"

Mrs. Miller shakes her head. "No thanks."

She uses the railings to pull herself up.

"I'm gonna go check on everyone else."

Once done, Wolf goes back to his trailer and sees a purple portal appear in front of his mobile home.

"What's this?"

He stares at it and slowly he becomes entranced. He starts walking towards the portal.

Mrs. Miller sees Wolf walk towards the portal. "Wolf!" She starts running towards him to stop him.

But she was too late. Wolf walked into the portal and it closes.

The radio in his trailer is going on. "We are now seeing more seismic activity... Teenagers are walking to what looks like portals..." "Just what is going on with these earthquakes, portals, and teens..."

People call it a mysterious phenomenon. It started back in the beginning of July 2011 in Spain. Several teenagers, ages 13-16 and rarely 17-18, disappeared without a trace after earthquakes were over. Portals would appear after the quakes to take the teens. Whatever happens to them is anyone's guess.

Name: Wolf-Dietrich Smith
Gender: Male
Age: 13
Likes: Everything related to World War II, his family friends, school friends.
Dislikes: Modern technology, people who make fun of the ones he cares about.
Appearance: Pale skin, white hair with black streaks, often wears a field jacket along with light green pants.
Status: Unknown... Now Missing... Last seen walking towards a portal.
Date of Birth: March 15th, 2001
Date of Disappearance: September 1st 2014