We start when the police get in a shoot out with the kidnapper

Everything was going great. It was sunny outside and the birds were chirping. You decide to watch some TV while you wait for your best friend to come over for a sleep over that you two had planned all weekend. You turn it on, and its on the news. Your interest is piqued, so you continue watching. The anchor woman is looking very serious and a few minutes after you start watching, she says "About ten minutes ago, the police received a chilling call from a private number, saying that they have kidnapped Dawn Nightfury, who broke the record for youngest competitor to win equestrian Olympics. Police are currently trying to trace the number to original location." A police officer walked on stage and whispered something into her ear. She nodded and listen then gasped. The officer walked off stage and tears started to drip down her face "We just got an update from the police saying that... she is missing and presumed dead... if you or someone you know is close to her, please call the number below, as any information would help us find Dawn and hopefully bring her back safely or find whoever killed her." Your eyes widen and the remote drops. Sudden realization hits you when the news woman says your friends name You immediately scramble for the phone and dial the number. When someone picks up, you swallow and say "I am calling about Dawn Nightfury. Yea she is my best friend. Of course, I want to help in any way possible."


It has been about five years since your friend was kidnapped on the streets. Every day you check the phone for messages, hoping that the police found something. Then, one fateful day, your phone rings, and when you pick it up, you hear the words that you have been waiting for, for nearly six years *we found Dawn Nightfury. Meet us at the hospital in twenty minutes.* You grab your coat, car keys, wallet and police badge, and then you run out the front door. You take a few deep breaths when you get to the car, and when you get it, you turn on the sirens, and you immediately head to the hospital, nervous about what you may encounter.

When you get to the hospital, the aura that seems to hang around everyone is dark and dreary. You walk up to the first nurse you can find and ask why everyone is so sad. She looks at you with tear filled eyes and says "We were to late... I am so sorry for your loss" You take a few minutes to process what she means, and when it finally hits you, you are unable to stand any longer, so you find the nearest chair. After a while you are calm enough to ask the same nurse if you can see your friend. You are brought to a private room with a single bed int he center. A young woman, covered in scars and bruises is laying in the bed. When you finally realize that the nurse was speaking the truth, and that your friend was never coming back, you fall to the ground, unable to support your own weight.

i walk up to the girl. Porto pulls on his leash. " i am sorry for your loss. i did every thing i could do for her." i rub my shoulder, where the bullet hit me. Porto barks.

Kota had Fall canter around the ring.

Police walked by, dragging two strechers with body bags on them.

An EMT walked over and said "we need to treat that before it gets infected."

"can it wait? i am in the middle of doing my job here." i look down to Porto. "i guess your right. where do we need to go?" Porto jumps around, yelping.

Alia was dizzy with confusion and a refusion of believing. Had the nurse meant? No, no! It couldn't mean Dawn was...gone! Dawn wasn't dead! She couldn't be dead. This couldn't be. A dream, it had to be a dream. No, it wasn't a dream. The floor was too solid, too cold. "Dawn is...dead?" Alia started crying. "Dawn! Why? How?"

"i am very sorry for your loss. i will help you in any way that i can, but i am afraid that is all i can do. i tried to save her, but there was so much blood...." i stop. Porto whimpers. "Porto is right it is best to be with people you love."

The EMT brings a large wad of guaze over and say "Press this on the wound until it stops bleeding, then come see me."

Kota had Fall jump over the corral and canter down her street, unknowingly heading towards the scene of a tragedy.

I grab the cotton pad and put my hand in my shirt. I hope the bullet came out. "Is there anything you would like to talk about? I mean I am always here as a friend i mean."

Fall slid to a stop about four inches away from Angle. Kota slipped off and said "Is everything ok? Police are typically not here in this part of town. All that is here is abandoned warehouses..."

"I am going to have to ask you to leave. There has been a murder. Dawn Nightfury was her name. "I slid my bloody hand out of my shirt. Great. Porto sniffs my hand and whimpers. "I am fine Porto. Now I repeat I will need you to give her room."