Shawn woke up with a throbbing pain in his forehead and to the sound of a rumbling engine and wheels scraping against rough sand. As his eyes adjusted to the dark interior of what appeared to be a trunk, he saw the metal sides of a van. He shifted his weight in an attempt to sit up, but his arms, which were, apparently, asleep, refused to cooperate. He groaned from the exertion, but was finally able to sit up. “Good afternoon, Shawn. I hope my associate didn’t hurt you too badly. Don’t worry, it won’t happen again. He has been—how do you say it—taken care of.”
“What do you want from me?” Shawn yelled. “You are valuable to my organization. You will see what is in store for you when we get to the compound.”
For the next two hours, he looked and listened for signs that would give him a clue as to where he was. Then sand ruled out tons of places, and because of their Asian accents, he had to assume that he was somewhere in Asia. North Korea wouldn’t be nearly bold enough to kidnap an American citizen. South Korea was on friendly terms with the U.S. China was brave, but they weren’t stupid enough to mess with America. That left Japan. Japan was also on friendly terms with the U.S., but the man had said something about an organization. Now the only question was what did they want with Shawn?
Before Shawn could even begin to think of an answer, the van stopped. He heard four doors open and shut. Then the backs doors opened and Shawn was instantly blinded. He heard the man say “Shawn, time to meet the members of our prestigious organization.”
He motioned behind him and two men went to grab Shawn. Shawn, still blind, felt two hands grip either of his arms. He tried wiggling his way slowly out of their grasp, and when this didn’t work, he tried a different tactic. He made himself go limp. “What happened?” one of the man asked. They laid Shawn on the sand and he felt one of the men taking his pulse. He suddenly opened his eyes and lashed out with a vicious punch to the face. He felt the man’s nose break. He leapt up and started running. He got about five steps when he got tackled from behind. He picked Shawn up off the ground and asked “Where were you going to go? There isn’t another town for 15 miles!”
Shawn let himself get carried inside what the other man had called “the compound”. Before long, the man turned into a room with gray, blank walls and set him into a cold metal chair. “Wait here” the other man said. Then the two men walked out.
A few minutes later, an Asian women in her mid-thirties walked in. “So you are Shawn McAcvoy. I have heard quite a lot about you.” she said. Shawn eyed the sword on her belt. “So you admire my katana? Let me show you what it can do.” She smoothly pulled her sword out and cut off a stray lock of his hair. “I bet you are wondering exactly why you are here. Your great-grandfather, Scott McAcvoy, was a Scottish general. He became sick with what the world had become. He travelled to Japan because he heard that we had some of the world’s most ruthless warriors. He trained and became a samurai. He created this organization is pursuit of his original goal. This goal was to rid the world of weak and useless people. This is part of the reason why it is called KATANA. It is an organization you will soon be a part of.”
“I don’t want to become a part of some sick, twisted society bent on killing everyone.” Shawn said. “Not everyone, just—”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. The ‘weak and stupid people’. This is the part where you threaten me, right? Well it won’t work. I have nothing now. You already killed Katherine.” he said.
“Killed her? She’s right here.” Suddenly, a wall next to the woman opened up to reveal, of all things, Katherine. Her eyes went wide when she saw Shawn. “Shawn! You’re here!” She tried to run to Shawn, but the Asian woman grabbed arm. “Now. Join us, or she dies.” Shawn was still reeling over the news that Katherine was still alive. He knew he couldn’t bear to see her die again. “O-okay. I will.” he said.
“Shawn? Shawn! What are you doing?” Katherine cried. “I can’t bear to see you die again.” he said, his head down, staring at the floor.”
“On to your first test then.” the woman said.
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