One day, a boy of about 17 years of age was relaxing on the shoreline of Virginia. His girlfriend was lying next to him.
The boy's name was Jezzroy Wolfe, boy detective, from Alaska. His girlfriend, Cassie Ellis, from Pennsylvania.
"Hmm..." Jezzroy noticed a big black cloud headed toward him and Cassie.
She noticed it, too. "What is that? I never saw a cloud like that before."
As it got closer, it was revealed to be a swarm of helicopters.
"Twinblade helicopters! But... that can't be! Unless..." Jezzroy then started thinking. No way the Command and Conquer games have come to life!
The twinblades got real close to him and Cassie.
"Halt! You are wanted by the Soviet Union for special testing!" one of the helicopters shouted at Jezzroy.
"Testing?! Me?! You're out of your mind!" Jezzroy retorted.
"He's not going anywhere!" Cassie was equally angered
"It's okay, comrade... you won't notice much!" the twinblade who had spoken to him replied, and shot him with a tranquilizer dart. He was out in an instant.
"Jezz!" Cassie was surprised at the sudden firing of the dart, and dodged one that was fired at her.
"D... Don't worry about me, Cassie," Jezzroy was barely conscious. "Whatever they're doing, I'll be fine. I will be back soon."
A twinblade dropped a hook with a man standing on it. The man picked up Jezzroy and took him away.
Cassie was silent for a moment, then nodded. "I know you will."

"Ugh... where am I?" Jezzroy was waking up. He found himself strapped to a wall with some kind of ray-gun aimed at him.
"You are in the testing room, young boy," A scientist in the room answered him. "We were wondering when you would wake up."
Jezzroy snorted in contempt. "If you think I'm going to join you, you're wrong!" he retorted. "What the heck are you testing on me, anyway?"
"A new chemical that might give our soldiers psionic powers," the scientist replied.

To be continued...