The Missing

DISCLAIMER: STEPHENIE MEYER OWNS TWILIGHT, NOT ME. NO MATTER HOW MUCH I WISH I DID I WILL NEVER OWN IT.

Prologue

AN: So, this is the sequel to Stranded. It's kind of hard to follow this story if you haven't read Stranded. If you haven't read Stranded and don't want to, here's a brief summary. In 2008, Japanese Airline flight 2232 crashed in the middle of the ocean. About 50 people survived and took refuge on a deserted island near the wreckage. The waited for rescue, but none came. On the island, there were native people who made the survivors lives very difficult by doing screwed up things, including kidnapping Bella. On the island, many of the survivors grew close and developed close bonds, and eventually formed romantic relationships. At some point, Emmett was approached by one of the native's to turn over a few of the girl survivors in exchange for rescue. He agreed, but warned everyone in his camp. They decided to trick the natives and kill them. They evacuated the camp so only a few were left behind. Unfortunately, the natives found where everyone was hiding and killed them all with the exception of 4 women. The men who stayed behind were almost killed until they were rescued by a woman named Eva. She claimed she was there to rescue them. The women survivors from the massacre were rescued by Carl, a member of Eva's team. It was eventually revealed that they weren't there to rescue them—they were sent by someone to capture Aro Volturi who was trying to enslave the human race and take control of the world. He was eventually killed, and the survivors left the island. On the boat, the crew attempted to kill them, but Bella, Edward, and the rest of the survivors blew up the ship and escaped. The made it back to the US and were greeted by their family. They lied about the island—saying they were on a different island and not acknowledging the freighter or the natives. The survivors all got married and had children, but received strange letters, saying they knew they were lying. About 8 years after the crash, Bella, Edward, Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie, Mike, and Leah were at Seth and Cynthia's wedding. Their children were sleeping in a hotel room. Bella went back to the room to check on the kids, when she saw the room was trashed, the window was broken, and the kids were gone. She ran back into the reception, screaming. She said they kids were missing, before fainting. The prologue of this story takes place directly after the survivors were rescued and brought back to the US. Chapter 1 will start exactly where Stranded ended. This story will follow Bella, Edward, and the rest of the survivors as they try to find their kids and get them back. There will be mystery, some violence, suspense, and romance. All the questions that were left unanswered in Stranded will be answered in The Missing. If you think you know the answers, think again! I hope you enjoy this.

August 30th, 2008

At five o'clock in the morning on Saturday, August 30, Alfred Wadsworth got out of bed and hopped in the shower. In there, he thought about his life. Ever since he was seven years old and had read Batman comic books, he knew his destiny in life was to be a butler. The butler in there was called Alfred Pennyworth, and his name was just too similar.

Alfred hopped out of the shower and pulled on his uniform. He shined his shoes and made sure his pants, coat, and gloves were spotless—Master did not like it when his clothes were dirty. Alfred walked down the hall and knocked on the doors of all the other servants to make sure they were awake. Lucy, the cook, accompanied him upstairs to the main room of Turner Manor to prepare breakfast for their master while he tidied up.

Lucy waved him goodbye as she went into the kitchen. Alfred dusted the countertops and wiped down the television so everything was perfectly clean. Then, Alfred went outside to pick up the morning paper. Master always liked to read the paper—especially the business section—while he drank his coffee and ate his breakfast.

Alfred opened the door and was happy to see the paper was already there—waiting for him. Sometimes, the paper was late on Saturday mornings, but not today. He opened it up and stared at the headline stunned. It was in all caps, and underneath it, there was a picture of ten people who looked like they had been living on a deserted island for years. The headline read:

TEN SURVIVE DEVASTATING PLANE CRASH!

Alfred quickly scanned the article and learned that these ten survivors, being called the JAL Ten, were survivors from the Japanese Airline flight that disappeared three months prior. He remembered it clearly—his master had been so obsessed with the story. He had sent out his own search team to try to find the wreckage. When he found it, he moved the plane miles away from where he found it, along with all the debris surrounding it.

After that, he spent countless hours convincing the public all the passengers were dead, even coming up with his own theories about what had happened. While he was trying to convince everyone there was no way anyone had survived the crash, he was assembling a team to go on a freighter to try to find the survivors.

Alfred's master was obsessed with the plane crash and with an island—he said it was his destiny to find the island and bring it under his control. He was positive he was meant to find it and become ruler of it. The problem was it was almost impossible to find—you had to be at a certain place at a certain time to gain access to it. What he wanted with the island, Alfred did not know.

It wasn't like he didn't have his own private island—in fact, he had three. But for some reason, this island seemed important to his master. Alfred just didn't know why.

His master would not be happy when he saw the paper—he had been making sure the public believed everyone on that plane had perished. What would he do when he saw ten people were alive?

Alfred heard footsteps, and a moment later, Master appeared at the bottom of the stairs in his robe and slippers. He walked into the dining room and took a seat at the table.

"Wadsworth!" he called out. Master never called Alfred by his first name—only by his last.

"Yes, sir?" Alfred said, walking into the dining room without the paper. He had left it on a table in the main room.

"Get me my coffee and have Lucy bring me my breakfast."

"Yes, sir," Alfred said, exiting the room.

"Oh, and Wadsworth?"

"Yes, sir?"

"Bring me the paper."

Damn. Alfred had hoped his master had forgotten about the paper, but, like always, he wanted to read it with his coffee and breakfast. Alfred walked into the kitchen and told Lucy to bring their master his coffee and breakfast. Alfred then walked into the main room to grab the Saturday morning paper.

When he walked back into the dining room, Lucy was serving Master coffee, eggs, sausage, and toast.

"Sir," Alfred asked, walking up to his master, "Did you see that they found ten survivors from the Japanese Airline flight 2232 that crashed three months ago?"

"Ha ha. Are you trying to be a comedian, Wadsworth? Everyone knows that all the passengers perished on that flight."

"No, sir. It's true," Alfred said, handing his master the paper. The man looked at the front page, then burst out laughing. "Is something funny, sir?" Alfred asked, looking at his employer like he had lost his marbles.

"What is this, Wadsworth? Is this your idea of an April Fool's joke? Did you make this on the computer last night? Very funny, now bring me today's paper!" he said, tossing the paper at Alfred.

"Sir, this is today's paper. It's true—ten survivors were discovered on an island."

"That's not possible!" the man gasped, grabbing the paper and staring at the headline with wide eyes. "It's impossible—everyone on that plane died!"

"Apparently not, sir."

"I—I—I don't understand! How can this be? Wadsworth! Bring me the phone! I need to make a call."

"Yes, sir," Alfred said, grabbing the phone and bringing it to his master.

He grabbed the phone from Alfred's hands and dialed a number, then held the phone to his ear, waiting for someone to pick up.

"Charles, it's me. Have you seen today's paper?...Well, get Reginald to get it for you and look at the headline…I know, I know. We have a serious problem…I don't know what happened, they were supposed to take care of it…well, those were their orders, so I don't know what happened…no, I haven't heard from them since last Friday…well, the reception isn't great out there and they were having problems with the phone lines…no, I would have been notified if something like that happened…they would have found a way…I don't know how to explain how ten people are alive when they're supposed to be dead! Well, when they return they are most certainly not getting paid…because they didn't do their fucking job!...Okay, we'll have to have a meeting with the group soon to discuss this…tomorrow if possible…because this is bad! Do you realize what will happen if the authorities start in investigation? What they'll find?...Exactly! Well, I must go. We'll talk later…okay, bye." He hung up the phone and slammed it on the table.

"Is something wrong, sir?" Alfred asked tentatively.

"People are just incompetent at their jobs is all, Wadsworth. Not like you—I should have hired you for my team. You'd have gotten the job done without a problem. Now, I'm going to be facing an investigation, and they're going to find things out. Things I've kept hidden for years. Things about my time at Harvard and when I was living in London. This is bad, Wadsworth."

"Is there anything I can do, sir?" Alfred asked.

"Not unless you can change the past. Can you do that, Wadsworth?"

"No, sir. I'm sorry, sir."

"Ah, it's alright. I'll just have to take care of this myself. These survivors are going to take everything from me, I know it. But one day, when the time comes, I'll get my revenge. They won't know when or how or why, but I'll get it. I'll wait until they're all happy and content with their lives, then I'll take it all away. Because they don't know about me and the things I'll do."

"Things you'll do to what, sir?" Alfred asked, slightly frightened by his master's demeanor.

"The things I'll do to get what I want. The things I'll do to get my revenge."

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