Aden was petrified. Sure he wished he was a bit shorter... But six inches was too much! Not to mention the fact he was being taken. Who the hell was this guy? He couldn't even tell...
That minute, after hearing a bit of a tussle, Jaffar opened the door to see a man with the body of a man who obviously worked out. The face seemed foreign to him though... Then he saw a squirming little man in the bigger man's hand. He recognized it right away. It was his dad!
"Dad?! Hey! LET HIM GO!" Jaffar demanded.
"Tough luck, kid!" The man replied, taking Aden and the vile of shrining serum out of the window with him.
Jaffar collapsed on the floor. His dad just seriously got messed up and stolen. What was he to do?
Well... Just then, a gust of wind blew over the open box, which blew an instruction leaflet onto Jaffar's lap. He wiped a tear from his eye and began to read it. Then those tears soon dried away, allowing for a smile to cross the young lad's face.
"With this... I could rescue my dad!" Jaffar said.
Jaffar went to sleep and awoke next morning to a thunk at the door. It was the paper boy launching the newspaper at the door again. Jaffar scrambled to pick it up, flipping through it as per usual. But news papers were boring. Why not just watch the news? He flipped on the telly and the first thing he saw was your average, blond reporter lady and a fairly muscular latino man, who had majestic brown eyes and long black hair that covered a good portion of the left of his face. The woman was just recapping what the man had told her earlier.
"What do the men above have in common?" The news woman asked, gesturing above her. In which there were three framed pictures of familiar friends of his father. "They were kidnapped. Yes it's true. Aden Wolf, Tristan Wishlar and Craig Rastler were all reported missing. The muscle men were apparently at the gym when an insane gun wielding man came in, demanding every dollar in the place, along with taking the three men as hostages of sorts.
The man who reported this was Jaun Rusferd, the part owner of the gym and brother of Craig Rastler. Jaun was held at gun point and knocked out, so he could only report the following. Thanks for being such a great help and I hope these men are found right away!" The woman enthusiastically said.
Jaffar placed the channel in "picture in picture" which allowed him to freeze the scene. He examined the whole screen... The man was knocked out, yet bore no marks... His body resembled the same body of the man he saw last night... And why would this man report a story that Jaffar knew was false? This nine year old kid could surely beat Sherlock at this rate!
"That man's responsible... But how do I get proof or even evidence on how to prove that he did it?" Jaffar asked himself.
But the answer became clear. He'd use the CYOC change box to transform himself into differnt forms... He could change his look so he could tail Jaun. After all. If Jaun saw Jaffar, he'd be taken too... But what if he saw an older Jaffar? Or a cat? Or anything else?!
Jaffar ran into the room and hovered over the open box. He had to chose his first transformation carefully. He had to meet with Jaun first, so he had to take a form other than his nine-year-old-kid one... Which should he choose?