Name: Damian Johnson
Age: 11
Personaitly: He's quiet, but says what's on his mind. He always stands up for what is right. And he doesn't let anybody control him.
Likes: quiet, animals, reading, hanging out with friends, spending time with family
Dislikes: loud noises, bullies, jerks, vegetables, people who try to control him
Bio: He is his father's youngest son. His father is a big business man, so he doesn't always have time for his kids. But he doesn't mind, as long as he gets some time with them.
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Name: Koso Oatsue
Age: 13
Personaitly: He was a little punk at school and he hold him self to that stander. He a rebel and a tough guy.
Likes: Fruits, Street fighting, Kendo, Hair and Bikes
Dislikes: Law, Rules, Curfews, School and being uncontrol
Bio: Koso parents were killed when he was only 5 and he was adopted by his uncle and his wife. But his uncle house rules were harsh and it made Koso rebel and try to break free from all of that. Koso started to rebel and his grades dropped at school and he was starting to hanging out with a bad crowd of kids.
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{{How should this start?}}

Koso's hands were bond with a bag tied over his head and a gag in his mouth. His legs were tied up and he was toss in to a room with other boys about his age. Each bond the same way. Koso had no idea what was going on all he remember was hanging out with his gang. The next thing he remember they were running away the cops started to Chase the from the area. In all of that confused A black van pulled up next to him and grab him then kept moving. He could not see the faces of the men who had capture him before he was bond and taken to the criminals hide out.

Damian tried to get his hands free. He had no idea how he ended up here. Or any idea where he was. Though he could hear other people nearby. He just couldn't say anything to them. After a moment, he stopped struggling. He tried to remember what happened. All he remembered was getting grabbed out of nowhere. He was sure that his father would send someone to find him soon. Or his brother would. Somebody had to!

After a while each of the children bag were removed from their heads and gags as well. "Cry all you like here no one will hear you." The man was wearing a mask and his voice was deep and rough. "Eat up you little piggys." Then he put down a few bowls which looked like mush slop for them to eat then walked out of the room and locked it.

Koso blinked and looked around at the room at the other boys. All the people in this room where boys around the age of 11 through 14.

Damian was glad when the bag and gag were removed. That made everything easier. He looked at the food for a moment. 'There is no way I'm eating that.' he thought. Then looked around the room. It appeared that everybody here was close to his age, but he didn't say anything to them. What was there to say anyway? Instead, he just stared at the ground while some of the boys started crying. They were easy for him to ignore.

There was about 20 boys in this room as Koso sighed. Then he crawled over to the slop and started to eat. He had eatten worst in his life and he was hungry already but most the boys won't go near the food or even crawl around. Koso face was cover in the food because it was hard to eat this way.

Damian watched the boy eat for a moment before turning away. That was definitely disgusting. And he wanted no part of it. He would rather starve than do that.

Koso paused then looked over the other boys in the room. "You all better eat and stop crying. We don't know where we are or even if they will feed us again. So suck it up and put your face in the dish and eat. I know your scare or this this is yuckie but you might just be regerting not eating now later." Koso went back to eating until he was finshed and tried to lick his lips. Koso tried to sit up. "Oh shut up that noise would you or I'll shut it for you." He yelled at the crying boys.

Damian was surprised when the boy that was eating snapped at everybody. Wasn't something he was expecting. Neither were the others, considering that some of them shut up and went to eat. But he himself stayed where he was. There was no way he was going over there. He would rather starve than eat whatever that was.

Koso moved back agiest the walk and rested watching the other. He was glad some of them were eating he looked at the other who were not eating. He spoted one fo the boys and looked over to him. "What your to good for the food? Not to your standers. What a shattered little brat you are. To turn your nose up at food because he straved like this."

Damian's gaze turned to the boy who was speaking to him. "I would eat. But that stuff doesn't even look edible. So why would I?" he asked, being a bit rhetorical. He didn't really care about the answer. If he was going to starve, that was his own problem. Besides. He wasn't planning on being here long. His father was bound to send someone to find him.

"Its edible I just ate it." then Koso looked to the boy. "So you won't die. We don't know how long we will be here so he need to take what we can get." Koso moved closer to the boy. "What are you some rich kid or some thing?"

Damian didn't care what the kid said. He wasn't going to eat that slop. He nodded slightly to his question. "Yes. I am.. Why does it matter?" he asked.

Koso just rolled his eyes. "You won't make it in the real world. you don't know how the world really works. You should eat your going to regert it when you get weaker and weaker. They brough us here no one going care where we are. And if they do there not going to find us. I watched on a show that said if people don't fine you with in 24 hours... Then the chances people will find you are slim to none. So eat up rich boy money not going buy your way out of here."

Damian glared at the boy. How dare he talk to him like that. And he didn't know if someone was going to find them or not. For all that kid knew, they were being held for ransom and would be going home soon. He was just going to hope that was the case. He didn't want to think of what else it might be.

"What tongue tied now, can't even speak?" Koso moved closely to the boy. "Look We all need to stick together to make it through this. So stick your head in the slop bowl and eat." He state. "If you don't you won't be able to escape when the time comes."

Damian glared at him. "Don't tell me what to do! Your not the boss of me!" he said. There was no way he was going to do what that kid said. Nobody bossed him around! Plus, there was no way he was sticking his face in the slop. Not with people watching anyway.

"Well when your straving don't blame me. I tried to get your rich spoil butt to eat." He crawl a way like a wormed to rested in a cornor of the room farest from the door before the other kids got the idea to rest a well.

He glared at him. If he starved, it was his own problem. With a small sigh, he leaned back against the wall. It was a good thing he wasn't hungry. He could actually go a while without eating. Once, he spent a whole day without eating and was fine the next day. So this wasn't a problem for him.

After a while the lights went out and the room started to grow cold. A few of the boy move in to cuddle in a pile but Koso didn't he just stay in his cornor sleeping already.

Damian didn't mind when the lights went out. He wasn't afraid of the dark. Though he wasn't to fond of the cold. He stayed where he was though and closed his eyes. A short while later he fell asleep.

The next day the lights came back on and the room warmed up. Some men with hoods over there faces and came in and took out 5 of the 20 boys in the room then left. Leaving the reminding 15 kids in the room. Koso looked around to see the rich boy was still and he sighed. The food trays were empty seeing some of the kids ate the reminding food for breakfast,

Damian woke when the lights came back on. He didn't sleep very well, but at least it was warm again. When some of the kids were taken out, a part of him wished that he could have gone. He didn't want to be stuck here. Not while that annoying brat was still here. But he would deal with it. Though he was disappointed to see there wasn't any food left. He might have actually eaten it if there had been some.