In Madtown there is a group of criminals called the M.A.D Heads consisting of three people Mark, Alison, and Drake. The group is known for stealing cars and stuff. No one, not even the police, have caught up to them.
There is a boy, Kevin who is a normal highschool boy. He is a typical normal human being. Pretty much nothing unusual happens to him. He wakes up, goes to school, learns, spends time with friends, does a part-time job, and goes home to his only dad who apparently is the police.
At the same time, there is a boy, Erick who is the same age as Kevin. He on the other hand is allergic to human beings. If he has any contact with a human his skin begins to swell. As a result, he is forced to stay at home locked in his room. Apart from that, he is the son of one of the richest men in the city and he is smart with an IQ of 130.
Now, what do these three groups have to do with each other? Nothing! They have absolutely nothing to do with each other! This is story is not an ordinary story.
Kevin walked down the streets of Madtown on his way to the 'Montigue' a cafe in which he worked part-time. Like the normal teenage boy he was, he arrived and wore his work clothes. He sat by his place at the counter waiting for anyone to walk in and order.
The day was busy as usual and nothing unusual happened. At least he thought so. A man in a fancy suit and hat walked in. That was the most unusual thing! As far as he knew, no rich people came to that cafe.
Kevin knew that that wouldn't change anything. The man walked to the counter ordered a latte. Typical Kevin, grabbed the order and handed the man his latte. He was now waiting for him to pay. Just as the man was about to pay and leave, three police officers burst into the cafe.
"You there, Stop!" One of them said and everyone in the cafe raised their hand in the air. Well, apart from Kevin and the rich man. To Kevin, he only cared about getting the money from the man and getting back to his work and sooner or later he would have to go home.
The police seeing the two not raising up their hands walked to them.
"Hahaha! I see you've caught up to me. But you have no proof." The man said as he laughed loudly. Kevin just stood and watched the scene unfold.
"We have a search warrant and therefore we will have to search your house." One of the police said. Everyone else was raising their hand wondering if they have also caught up to their crimes.
The man wrapped his arm around Kevin's neck and said, "He is with me." Everyone let out a gasp. The typical high school boy Kevin, was involved in a crime?
Hearing this Kevin immediately removed his arm around his neck. What?! What did he have to do with him! He cleared his voice and said, "Excuse me random rich guy, but I am not with you. Could you please pay for your latte and let me get off work."
Everyone stared blankly at him.
"You are coming with me!" The man said and the police nodded in agreement. Without a word, he was dragged out. Kevin looked at the manager helplessly but he only shook his head as he waved him away.
The man pushed him into his car and the driver began driving. Kevin was angry. Not because he was kidnapped and the police did nothing but because his schedule was disrupted.
"I need to get back to work and finish my work! I also need to go back home and do some homework and maybe after that, I would cook and then wait for dad and then prepare for school and work on the new project that I am supposed to present in school and--Wait a minute! Where am I going?!" His train of thought stopped when he realized he was being kidnapped.
"You...! Who the heck are you and why are you kidnapping me! This isn't part of the schedule! Maybe if you book an appointment I might postpone this kidnapping to another day!" Kevin as usual spoke his mind.
The man was confused. So he had to book an appointment to kidnap the boy?! To him, this wasn't kidnapping. It was simply borrowing.
"We are going to my mansion."
"Let's see that could be scheduled on Monday next week since on that day--" Kevin went on to remove his phone and to reschedule his plans. "Okay. Then can you stop here, we will meet on Monday!" He says as he begins opening the door.
Who did this child think he is? Who cares about his schedule and stuff! He was the Kidnapper and Kevin was the kidnapee! He had no right whatsoever to question him!
The man's face was livid with anger. Unfortunately for Kevin, the doors were locked. The police meanwhile were following behind.
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