One early morning in Tun Town, a boy was awakening and getting ready for a summer trip on his yacht. His parents were helping him get ready. His parents believed that everyone was an angel, except for the part about the King of Holyland was brainwashing everyone to take over the world, except his parents didn’t know this. The boy’s name was Marcum. He was the most popular kid at Tun Town High. He was a straight A student, he was rich and popular. He also had an amazing girlfriend named Lauren. The day Marcum was supposed to leave, Lauren called him. She said that she couldn’t see him off on his trip because she wasn’t feeling well. Marcum said it was okay and forgave her. Marcum got on his yacht and proceeded on his trip. He was going to Traxlend which was a neighboring county of Holyland. The first night of his trip was very relaxing, the waves were flowing and the dolphins were jumping. Suddenly Marcum realized something about the dolphins. They weren’t regular dolphins. They were messenger dolphins! Messenger dolphins were dolphins that could send messages to people in their own special language. Very few people spoke the language, but the people that did together formed a secret club. The club was called the DSC, which stood for Dolphin Speaking Club. Marcum called to the dolphin. He knew that it must be an emergency because messenger dolphins were only used in a state of emergency. He asked the dolphin what the emergency was. She said that the king of Holyland had brain-washed everyone in Holyland and that he was moving onto different counties. He asked how to reverse the spell. She said that there was only one way to reverse the spell and that it was to—wooosh! A big wave came and swept the dolphin under. She was gone, and now Marcum had no way to reverse the spell. He ran to tell his parents right away. But they only said, “That’s nice honey.” Marcum couldn’t believe that they didn’t believe him. So Marcum just tried to forget about it. He had parties and fun, but the whole the dolphin’s words were floating in the back of his head haunting him. Then he heard another voice. It was saying, “The world needs your help and you are sitting here on your butt.” He knew he had to do something so he got his cell phone and called his friend Nick. He told Nick to bring back-up because they were going to need it. Nick said he’d get right on it. Hours passed and no back-up came. Suddenly Nick called him. He screamed help into the phone, and then the line went dead. A few minutes later, he got another call. His phone said it was from Nick. He answered the voice, and a raspy voice said, “Your friend Nick is, well, let’s just say he’s no longer with us. Nick is experiencing some major neck pain.” Then once again the line went dead. Marcum thought, “They got Nick! Now it’s war!” As he was thinking, the boat arrived at a port. It was there to pick up two more passengers because even though the boat belonged to Marcum’s family, they still allowed passengers to get on if they were willing to pay. The two passengers got on, an older man and a young girl. The girl’s name was Carolyn. She was no older than 12 years. She looked very familiar to Marcum, but he couldn’t place a finger on why. He went over to greet her, and suddenly it hit him. She was a member of the DSC. They started talking and got along immensely. He told her everything. Marcum knew that this girl would be a lot of help, but what he didn’t know was that this girl had a power, the power to resist brainwashing. Carolyn didn’t know about this power either. After they finished talking, night fell and everyone fell asleep.
As Marcom woke up in the morning he was confused. He did not know if what had happen to Nick was true or not. He hadn’t told anyone about it so there was no way to know for sure. He was suspicious of everyone around him, he was on a mission to find any clues to find out if all the drama was a dream or if it was real and someone actually had killed his best friend if so life is not perfect anymore.
He had asked his parents “if anyone had spotted Nick lately or if anyone had heard from him lately.”
He had called Lauren to see how she was doing. She lived next door to Nick and she hadn’t been able to get through to him on the phone all day. She said all she could hear on the line was static and it sounded like a wispy voice crackling “I’m gone for good.” Also that it was creeping her out. She had also said that normally when their whole family was gone they ask them to take care of their house and watch the dog. Also that when she went up to the door of the house she didn’t even hear the dog’s bark.”
That had also made Marcom wondered that maybe it was true that the nick story was true. Also that maybe the murderer had gotten his parents and his dog so that there would be no one to be suspicious and call the cops.
Marcom’s parents had asked him suspiciously “Is anything wrong?”
He didn’t want to ruin the trip for his parents so he replied “No, I’m just tired.”
His parents left his room without another word said.
Mark didn’t come out of his room for lunch or dinner. He was upset that he might never see his best friend alive ever again. He shook that out of his head that was the last thing that he wanted to happen that. So he flipped on the news and the headings in bold print it read
Superstar Quarterback from Tun Town Murdered .
Now Marcom was freaked out who ever was the murderer was out to get him and either he was working his way down the line to find him or he was just trying to tear him apart until he was nothing and was also dead.
He had to tell someone he couldn’t tell his parents because they wouldn’t believe him, he also couldn’t tell Lauren that all this was true she was already sick and did not want to make it worse and the last thing that he wanted for her to have to watch her every move to make sure she wouldn’t be gone also. But if he didn’t tell her, then it might happen because she is not aware.
He decided to sleep on the idea and he would figure it out in the morning. So he fell asleep with all this on his mind. He had a dream that he was being chased by a masked man and he was at the point where his face was purple. He was awoken by a tap on his window.
He looked out the window and saw nothing. Strange he thought. The tap came back a little louder now. Marcum was getting a bit frightened now. He closed his eyes and once again the window was tapped. Marcum went to the window and opened it and to his surprise a hand came out and grabbed him by the neck.
"Ya sink it' funni men wel it' not". Of course Marcum knew that though. Marcum also noticed the Jamaican accent of the man and suddenly and strangely thought of Apple Jack's. He smirked a little and looked at the man. A black ski mask was covered over his face.
Marcum took a deep breath and yelled. Not a single soul answered his cry. Then he was carried out the window into a horse drawn corvette. Strange Marcum thought very strange. The man threw him in the shotgun (passenger seat) and then was tied up and gagged.
They drove away silently and drove into the city. "Watup?" the man screamed. After another minute went by they went on. Marcum could see the affects from the brainwash were all ready starting. People were drinking beer, wine, vodka, and any other alcoholic beverage you could think of. Nobody seemed to notice the kidnappers car.
The drive went on for hours and hours and Marcum could see the sun rising. He hadn't slept a second that night as if he was an owl. He yawned slightly and he felt the soreness of his jaw. The man half awake half asleep suddenly woke up 100% as if he had drunk extra caffeinated coffee. He looked back at me and spoke for the second time.
"You hungry?" he said in a mean and nasty way.
"Yes," Marcum answered quietly. The man said, " Wel to ba cas you ain't gettin notin. Thes ony one pershon we ets her and dats me,"He added on quickly. That made Marcum get quieter.
They drove until about 8:30 A.M. and stopped at an abandoned house." Dis es were we be stayn". They pulled into the gravel drive way.
Marcum asked, "Where are we?"
The man answered, "En Traxeland." Marcum had heard of this place before. It was known in Marcum’s country as "Dead Man's Land." It was called this because this was the homeland to many thugs and gangs and every time somebody went past the border, they were never seen again.
A tear rolled down Marcum's cheek and he was absolutely positively sure he would never see Holyland again. Marcum persuaded himself he would see it again and momma and papa, but deep down he knew there was almost no chance he would survive to make it back. He also remembered that if he wasn't killed, or didn’t escape, he would enter the slave market, not as a costumer but as the object.
They entered the house, Marcum with a rope tied around his neck like a dog. To Marcum's surprise it wasn't too different from his home, except it didn't have the pool table or any other of his fancy and expensive luxuries but he knew the man was amazed. The man took off his mask and sat down on a leather and worn down chair. Marcum sat on the cold hard floor and looked up at the man.
Marcum had seen him on Venterlen's (a new man made continent added on to Earth) most wanted and this man was number two on the charts. He worked for the numero uno.
This mans name was Jeek Somari and was known for his hard core and no fear of killing. This definitely lowered Marcum's chances of survival. "Not one person has escaped for number one and number two" the host said.
Jeek and Marcum searched the house and it was decided by Jeek that they would share the master bedroom. Marcum felt a little uneasiness in his stomach.
"Two males sharing the same bed," Marcum thought. "This is disgusting."
At 11:00 after sitting around and watching TV the two males journeyed their way to the Master bedroom. Jeek grunted and plunged into the bed. They fell asleep and literally fell down and sounded like a sack of potatoes.
Marcom was terrified. He then decided that he couldn't do anything without some sleep. Sleep never came. Marcum was horrified if he heard the man move. Then there was a tap on the window. Not again! Was he going to be kidnapped again? No, and to his surprise, the face in the window was none other than, Carolyn.
His mind was buzzing with questions. How did she get here? Could she get me free? What happens if Jeek wakes up and sees her? She didn't appear afraid until she saw who was in bed with him. Then she got freaked out.
Marcum saw her take out a paper clip and walk towards the door. "What is she doing?" he thought. Then he heard a lock pop open and the door creak open, and Carolyn was in the master bedroom's doorway. Once she finished undoing the rope around his neck. They were creeping out of the room, when they heard a groan behind them. To their horror, Jeek was sitting up in bed, and seeing them, started a cursing fit.
Next thing he knows, Jeek's leaping at them, knife in hand, and they’re running for the front door. It had been locked from the outside.
"To the bathroom!" he shouted, pulling Carolyn through the door. As soon as it was shut and locked, they heard a knife scratching the door.
Then Jeek's cell phone rang. He picked up the tiny sliver cell phone and said, "Hello."
"You have the boy?" the whispering voice said.
"Hey boss. He's cornered in the bathroom."
"How'd he get lose?"
"Some little girl snuck in and got him free."
"Kill the girl when you can. I need the boy."
"Got it boss. Bye." He hung up. "What are they doing in there?" he wondered.
"Here that?" Marcum whispered. "He's going to kill you!"
"Marcum, how will we survive?" Carolyn whispered. "I should've followed you and then run next door and call the cops."
"Too late for that," he murmured.
"What?" she asked.
"Nothing." Then they heard the sickening sound of wood cracking. They looked, and to their horror, Jeek was pushing the door off the hinges.
Then Marcum said to Carolyn "I'll go and distract Jeek and you get out of here and call the cops." But Jeek heard their plan and all of a sudden, "POW" the door collapsed with police surrounding the yacht. They all pointed their machine guns and fired but they were aiming at the wrong people. They shot down Carolyn and next came Jeek. Marcum was so mad; he charged after all the cops and killed them all with a hidden pocket knife. But then all of the sudden Jeek was back on his feet and swearing at the blood that ran down is leg.
He then ran away and went to the hospital. He then found out that he was supposed to kill the boy so ran out of the hospital searching for the boy who he needed to kill. Marcum who had just killed about 20 cops with a knife was on the run from the other cops who had managed to not die but got injured and called for backup and were looking for him.
"Holy cow,” said Marcom when he saw all 600 cops waiting just to kill him. Then Jeek and Marcom both hit each other brutally and Jeek fell hard and Marcom picked him up like a fireman and ran and stole a school bus.
"We are going to die" said Jeek. " No we are not, 'cause I'm at the wheel. They drove to Blonskinyville and met their secret gang.
"I'm gonna hook you up with sub-machine guns and ammo." said a gang member called Doggy. Doggy was the leader of the purple teddy bears gang.
"Thanks" said Jeek and Marcom. “Hey what are you doing to my leg?” said Jeek.
“I am patching it up with a pair of socks tied together.” That’s when the green monkeys gang came and started shooting at them. Then they all started shooting and there was a huge gang fight. They then lost that fight and they lost about 40 of their men. Now they only had 20 guys including Marcom and Jeek. They had to decide where to hide and what they would need in firearms for protection.