It's him

There were two men whom upon seeing them just walked casually into the warehouse. That didn't bother them as much as they having no mask on to protect them from the toxins in the area. They didn't look bothered by it in the slightest. Their first thought was the men had to be supernaturals, but that seemed unlikely. Why would the supernaturals kidnap children?

Having been told to be extra careful with the case, the police decided to not outright jump in to save the children. The outcome of utmost importance is for the children to be returned alive, avoiding heavy fire was the best choice to make.

They also had speculations that for these men to continually abduct children with the tighter security they put each time successfully, there must be an insider. Seeing the gun being placed at the little boy's head they were ready to fire at the men with the guns implanted drones.

Soon as they shot at six men whom were around the children, six children instead were shot dead.

"Look what you did, you killed them," twirly moustache said with a hint of fake empathy.

"T-they are supernaturals!" One of the policemen said.The men had placed all six children in front of them as a human shield. It was done so fast the eyes were barely able to notice a change in movement. The police kissed their teeth, they had just been the cause of the death of six children. They gritted their teeth and thought of another way to solve things.

"Go back or more of them will die." Twirly moustache smiled.

"What is it you want with the children?! Let them go!" One of the men said. "If there are any demands you have, it is you want will be granted." He knew it was unlikely they wanted ransome for the children but he had to try something. Besides, he was only stalling for the chief and his supernatural to get here.

"So you want to negotiate. What we want is for you to leave and we keep the children." He replied.

"That's something we can't give."

"Well then,"

As soon as he said those words, the drones went offline. No feed was been sent back to the police. The drones were on the floor around the men and children whom were very scared and had tears in their eyes.

"Head out." Twirly moustache ordered and the children were being forced into a vehicle.

"They've destroyed the drones!" Still in the submarine, the lady behind the computers reported to the police.

"Move in, now!" The chief ordered. While searching the area with the drones, they already knew where to go and those in helicopters flew in from the roof. It was already mostly rotten and was easy to break through. As soon as they did though, the men and the children in the vehicle blasted out of the warehouse through a wall.

They were inside what looked like a monster truck but was thirty metres wide with thrusters to fly and no tyres. It had it's body covered with thick dark material that were used to prevent damages if shot at.

"Go! Go! Go! After them!" The chief shouted and everyone hopped into their hover cars and chased after the abductors vehicle. Those inside were immediately blasted to bits as a bomb went off in it. Some of the police cars were caught up in the explosion, others were pushed forward by it.

"We've lost eight men!"

"Covering their tracks again, are they really that confident we won't catch them?"

"Chopper 19, cut them off!"

A helicopter flew in and at great speed in front of the men and the children. The police using different vehicles kept chasing from different directions.

"They have us cornered."

"Go up!" Twirly moustache shouted and immediately, the driver changed gear. The vehicle's body went vertical with it's front facing upwards and took off. Everyone in it had to hold on tight else they would fall back and hit the body of the vehicle they were in. As they had gone up, trailing behind them were the police. Those in the water could only follow up.

"What are they thinking going up like that? They will fall, that machine can't go up such a height!" The police didn't want to shoot at it and risk killing all the children so they only tried to catch them in a safe way. Watching the kidnappers car go up to the sky like that was alarming.

After a brief moment, the driver changed gear again and the car straightened and flew off in the middle of a hill. "Sh*t!" One of the chasers said as he collided with another who wanted to carry on the direction of the kidnappers. Their vehicles exploded on impact.

As soon as they got to the other side of the hills, the kidnappers were met with the chief. They moved forward to fly past him, but were instead met with five more aircrafts. The option to go back was thwarted with the appearance of eight more crafts behind him. Four more appeared each in both sides, up and down as well. They were surrounded and just hovered in place.

"There's no other place to go."

"Save us! Police!"

"Shut up clones! I mean children," twirly moustache said to the crying and petrified children. Their voices were immediately lowered when he shouted at them. They wondered if they had heard properly or he just called them clones.

"Open the roof, I'm going out." Twirly moustache said and his commanded was immediately obeyed. He grabbed a little girl giving with little chance for struggle and was lifted up to the roof of the vehicle. The strong wind made stronger by the blades of the choppers blew his and the girls hair back. She even found it hard to keep her eyes open.

Realizing the height she was been lifted from, she began screaming. "AAAARGHH! Help me! Let me go!"

Twirly moustache placed a blaster at her head with an evil smirk ok his face. He was telling them to let him go or she dies.

"I am guessing this is where I come in." Seating in a hovercraft with the chief, a man with black trousers, grey shirt and a black coat over it, said. His head was lowered and he had a black hat on.

"Don't let the children get harmed." The chief said to him.

"Of course not. They are very.... valuable," The man responded with a smile while putting on his black open finger gloves. "Watch this for me." He put down his hat revealing back curly hair.

The roof was made open for him and he stepped out. The band he had on his hair flew off due to the wind and his curly hair was let loose to it's full length. His coat was been blown back and he still had his head down.

Twirly moustache looked at the man that had just come out. He stood confidently with both arms in his pocket. Even in the wind he began to sweat. His body was shook so much, he almost dropped the girl he held in his arm.

"I can't believe it, why him? Why?! Is this her punishment for if we fail or just to hurt us for fun?" He questioned inwardly as he gulped down his saliva in fear.

"Damn you, Aella!"

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Author here,

I apologize for not posting more chapters. I've been rather unwell these past few days. More chapters will be uploaded from now on, but might be a bit slow untill I feel better.