Tom's Pov, a few hours later
I managed to convince Alex not to tell anyone about how Ms.Edith had vanished. I wanted to know what had happened but a substitute had walked in as if she had been gone before we got here and when we asked the other students they all said she hadn't come in today. I had gone around asking the teachers if any of them liked photography.

Each of them had said they liked Photography except for Mr.White who said he hated it. I then began walking through the halls until I run into Mr.Smith who has a worried look in his eyes. I look up at Mr.Smith and ask him, "Do any of the teachers in the school love Photography"?

He gives me a weird look before saying, "Weird question but, if I had to say a teacher who loved Photography it would be Mr.White". But he told me he hated it. I just nod at Mr.Smith so he says, "It's almost dismissal time so you should hurry before the teachers send the students downstairs". I nod and walk back to class.

Alex's Pov, 5 minutes later
I walked down the steps and saw Tom go down the steps we never go to for dismissal. I follow him to make sure he's okay. Once I get outside I see Tom is running away with an urgent look in his eyes. I start to run after him but then a hand clamps itself over my mouth and a sleepy feeling comes over me and I notice before I fall asleep that everyone who was on the block vanished. Then I fell to the ground and sleep washed over me.

Cody's Pov, 15 minutes later
I took the keys from my pocket to get into my house as sweat dropped down my head and ran down like rainwater. I opened the door. Maybe I should have told him how I felt today, but who knows if he's even gay. He cares about me but I can't confuse that with the fact that he likes me. I looked around the dark house grateful that my father was gone or else he would be here. I then come to the realization that I left after my mom and the lights were on when I left and my mom was still at work. Before I can process my thoughts the door slams behind me and a dark figure grabs me and shoves me on the floor and pulls out a knife.

Then suddenly the guy is flying across the room before he slams into the wall holding his side. The lights turn on and I see my eleven year old brother glaring at the guy. Before the guy can respond my younger brother closes the distance with inhuman speed and grabs the knife from the guy's hand and slices the guy's throat. He turns to me and asks, "How are you today big brother"?

I'm used to his behavior so I say, "As good as school can make me feel". He nods in understanding and snaps his fingers and the body vanishes along with the knife and blood. My brother had a normal build like pretty much normal boy and the only way to know he is a killer is through his eyes.

My little brother has the same light brown hair and bright green eyes I possess but his eyes are usually empty. He has a body that has a cream color to it and it's like mine so whenever we blush it's clearly visible. His name is Nathan. He is eleven years old and about to be twelve in January. He can show emotions but not like a normal person and he cared very little for people.

My father had taken my brother for many years and when he returned he brought back a cold hearted little boy. I glanced at him and viewed his clothes and saw he was wearing dark blue shorts that were too tight on him and a shirt that said'Killers are cool'. He saw me eyeing him and his body and he gave a small smirk and asked, "Like what ya see big bro"? I blushed and shook my head as he let out a laugh.

I look over at him and ask, "What are you doing here, Nathan"?

He looks at me and says, "You clearly don't remember so it's obviously not important". I remember I still have my stuff on and walk upstairs to my room. I place my bag down and not a moment later Nathan walks into our room and sits down on our bed. I want to yell at him for just waltzing into our room without asking if I would be changing, but I'm already pulling off my shirt and taking off my pants so I pretend not to care.

I look at him and say, "Aren't you hot in this overheated house, go take off your clothes before you make me hot".

Seeing me in my underwear doesn't seem to affect him and he only asks, "So I make you hot"?

"Not like th-hat you p-pervert", I stutter with a blush on my face.

Nathan takes off his clothes until he's in his underwear and throws his clothes into his closet in his side of the room. We did share a room and bed and other things and I was glad because I felt he needed me at such a vulnerable part of his life. The only thing we didn't share was a closet and clothes because my mother knew that eventually we would start sweating and she didn't want to have to deal with such a smell in one area.

I consider turning on the Ps4 or the Xbox One but I'm not really in the mood to play when my brother just got back. I look at him and say, "It's been a while since we wrestled and I think I can finally beat you".

He looks at me with amusement before saying, "Fine".

I position myself behind him and grab and throw him on our fluffy queen sized bed. He manages to wiggle away from me and tickles me in order to try and force me down. I grab at his legs and flip him over but just as quickly as I do that he kicks at my hands and moves away. I jump towards him and he ducks and I almost fly off the bed. I then watch as he grabs the back of my head and pulls me into a quick kiss. After he pulls away I can't seem to think and he quickly grabs both of my arms and puts them above my head as he sits on top of me. "W-wh-y did you d-do th-hat"I stammered.

Nathan looks down at me and says with a smirk, "You know how competitive I am and how I hate losing so I made an unusual strategy to help myself win". I blushed as weird and dirty thoughts intruded my mind like crazy aliens and I felt my blood rush down to my dick. Nathan was sitting on me while we both only had on underwear and he was around my dick. He looked down at it and made no attempt to move but he instead decided to move back until he was on it. He began shaking his body back and forth with that weird smirk on his face. I blushed even harder than before as I let out a low moan from the pleasure I just received.

I watched as my brother began to do that same thing to me as I watched while being unable to do anything. He then starts to go faster and I feel my pleasure levels go through the roof. He then wraps his hand around it and grips my dick hard. He lets out a small chuckle and says, "You are pretty big". He doesn't give me time to respond and he just starts stroking.

I feel his hand go up and down my hardened dick as the underwear I have on makes the pleasure so much better. I let out more moans way louder than the first one as he starts to stroke faster and faster until I began to feel a familiar feeling. I look up as he goes really fast and moan, "OH GOD I'M CUMMING"! I feel my underwear become wet and warm as cum darkens my red underwear. I look at his blue underwear and see he isn't even hard. I let out a sigh as I pull off the underwear and walk over to the bathroom in our room. I place it at my feet as I walk back over to my closet and grab some clean clothes and walk back into the bathroom to take a shower. What the heck just happened?

Hannah's Pov, 5 minutes earlier
"Zeke I just don't want to be alone right now okay", I said with tears in my eyes.

Zeke looked at me and then he saw Matt and asked, "You doing all right buddy"?

Matt looked at him and sarcastically said, "Yeah Zeke, my girlfriend got grabbed and taken and has somehow disappeared without a trace but I'm totally fine".

Zeke gave him an agitated look and asked, "What's your fucking problem Matt"?

Matt looked back at him and mockingly asked, "What did I just say, you dumbfuck"? Zeke walked up to him with a glare and Matt punched him in the face.

The two boys began punching each other so I got between them and said, "ENOUGH, okay we all are very worried about Jess so both of you just relax so we can make it to her house and tell Max and Jeff, got it"? The boys glared at each other for a few more moments before nodding and following me. I walked with determination in my footsteps towards the house of my missing best friend.