Chapter 1 – The Disappearance of 14AA41
The date was June 21, 2017, the first day of summer. It was late in the afternoon, around 5:30pm, in the wonderful, marvelous city of Orlando, FL. The city is also known as the “Theme Park Capital of the World” due to having so many theme parks and other attractions around the city.
However, right now the city wasn’t so marvelous. It was pouring rain in the whole, entire city that afternoon. Sometimes there was even lightning and thunder in a certain area but there wasn’t a lot of lightning to cause damage to anything.
People were just getting off from work, heading towards the interstates in their cars going home or elsewhere. The highways near the downtown area were packed with cars in every single lane as the rain fell to the ground.
Downtown Orlando had some tall banks (Bank America, Well Fargo, Chase) , colleges, condos and apartments, a bus station (Lynx), a county courthouse, a fire and rescue department, a police department, a beautiful city park, (Lake Eola) and an entertainment arena (The Amway Center).
At The Amway Center, was the worldwide famous American boy group, 14AA41 (One for All, All for One), who were practicing for their first world tour concert in 2 days, which is in Orlando, Fl. The group had a hard time getting to the arena in the morning because of the today’s rainy weather and the city’s terrible traffic.
They were getting ready to leave but unbeknownst to the guys. Someone was watching them from behind a corner. The five young men head towards the dressing room to get their things. As the boys entered the room, a mysterious person with a mask hid behind a vending machine.
“I can’t wait for the concert in 2 days, I’m so excited, are you guys?” asked Kendall, excitedly as he grabs his duffle bag and his phone. Kendall is a young man with smooth brown hair, sweet blue eyes, has the softest voice, and is 6, 10 feet tall. He is Latin American.
“Yeah, I’m pumped with excitement,” said Justin as he was checking his hair in the mirror. Justin has jet-black hair, blue-green eyes, and has pale skin. He is white American.
“I can’t wait see and hear all of our screaming fans,” said Niall. Niall has curly, reddish-orange hair, kind brown eyes, and is the shortest at 4, 9 feet tall. He is also white American and has Scottish heritage.
“I can’t wait to sing my heart out to those screaming fans,” said Nathan. Nathan has platinum blonde hair, cute brown eyes and loves to wear his red leather jacket. He is Japanese American.
“Nick are you excited for tomorrow’s concert?” asked Kendall.
“I guess” Nick says nervously. Nick has black hair, adorable brown eyes, and wears a blue cap a lot. He is Black American.
Kendall, Justin, Niall, and Nathan are turning their heads.
“I guess!?” they shouted, in a surprise manner.
“I guess I’m just very nervous about the concert,” said Nick as he sat down onto a chair sadly.
While the boys were chatting in the dressing room, a 30-year-old, Mexican-American security guard was outside securing the area. The guard was actually listening and dancing to music and did not notice there was someone lurking in the shadows.
“Don’t worry Nick you have us to help you get through the next two days” said Niall.
Thanks guys, it’s great to have someone who will always be there you” said Nick.
“We’ll always have your back,” said Nathan.
“Besides, we have practice for three days, we got this” said Justin.
Outside the dressing room, the guard was getting hungry.
“Man I need a sandwich. A nice, big, tasty sandwich, the boys won’t know I’m gone for a couple minutes.” Said the guard.
As the guard left to get a sandwich, a masked figure came out of a dark, shady corner, after the guard had walked away and locked the dressing room door. Just as the boys were about to leave.
“Come on guys, it’s getting late, let’s go” said Kendall.
As soon, the boys were about to exit the room a gas came in from the vents. The boys tried open the door but it was locked from the outside. Next, the vapor started to knock out all of the young men. Then a group of five masked people came in and dragged the boys out of the room, through the hallway and out of the arena (without being seen by anyone), and into a black van.
Just as the kidnappers drove off with the group anesthetized in their van. They did not realize there were security cameras everywhere that were picking up footage of them taking the boys.
Once the guard came back with his sandwich, he soon realizes there is no chatter coming from the dressing room. He decides to go check it out to see if something went wrong with the boys. However, when he went into room, there were no boys to be found. Then he started to panic.
“ H-H-How could I let them out of my sight? How could I leave them alone? Where could they be now? What could have happen to them? Man, I should’ve got this sandwich later,” said the guard as took another bite out of his sandwich.
“What should I do? Oh, I know, I’ll just call police.” Said the guard.
The guard then goes running rapidly down a well-lit hallway towards a phone on the wall. He grabs the phone briskly off the wall and dials. He waits nervously and impatiently for someone to answer. Then someone had spoken from the other side of the line.
“Hello, this is the Orlando Police Department. How can I help you?” asked Lady on the phone.
“Um, yes, can you help me find a missing boy band?” asked the guard.
“Is this some prank call?” asked Lady on the phone, disturbed.
“No this is serious, I’m the security guard for the boy group 14AA41 (All for One, One for All). They have just gone missing after I went to get a sandwich,” said the guard, sadly.
The woman on the line hung up on the guard, finding his story hard to believe. The guard puts the phone back and signs in despair.
“What do I do now?” asks the guard.
Then, a man wearing a black suit and a blue tie, walked up to the guard from behind. He was the boy group’s manager, Alan Jefferson. He had tapped the guard and he screamed (the guard of course).
“Sorry I scared you Carlos, but I can’t find the boys anywhere. Where are the guys? They’re not in their dressing room. I’ve been waiting in the limo for an hour. Where are they?” asked Alan Jefferson.
“Um, they already went to their hotel,” said Carlos, nervously.
“They did?” asked Alan Jefferson.
“Yes, they did. I tried to call you but my phone was acting weird,” said Carlos.
“Ok then, I’ll just go meet the boys at the hotel,” said Alan Jefferson.
“NO! I mean you can’t” said Carlos.
“Why not?” asked Alan Jefferson.
“Because they’re resting” said Carlos.
“They’re resting at 6:45pm in the evening?” asked Alan Jefferson.
“Yeah, they said they were going to bed early to rest their vice for practice tomorrow. They also said they were really tired,” said Carlos.
“Alright then, I guess I’ll see the boys in the morning” said Alan Jefferson as he walked out of the hallway to hid limo.
As Mr. Jefferson’s limo drove away the guard had to find the boys before anyone figures out they’re missing. But what can he do? Who can help him? As Carlos began to leave the building, he saw a card on the floor. The card had a picture of four kids on it, two boys and two girls. It said, “The Orlando Kids can solve any crime, at any time”. On the back of the card was four phone numbers on it.
Then, an idea had just come to Carlos as he smiled walking out of the arena at nightfall.