The shuttle busses

8:57 AM, New Jersey.

“Come on Brian, we can’t be late,” Melody called behind her as she ran towards the bus stop.

They both had large bags that consisted of magnitudes of clothing and other items they thought would be necessary for the weekend away. Brian carrying an extra bag for Melody struggled to keep up with her, slowing his run down to a walk as his blonde girlfriend reached the bus stop. At least he had a great view of her ass, he thought to himself, feeling the bags slipping from his hands.

There was plenty of traffic this morning which was important in the eyes of Brian. If something was off, he wanted to know that the two of them could just simply walk away. It was a very busy road so the chances of a **** in broad daylight was unlikely.

“My god,” Brian said, puffing as he dropped the bag to the ground when the two reached the bus stop, “How much stuff did you bring? We’re not going for that long are we?”

Melody didn’t have a chance to reply as a male voice echoed from behind them.

“Well I’m guessing you two are competing in the TS Games too,” the stranger said, sitting at the bus stop.

They both looked at the guy sitting down. He appeared to be the same age as them. Relatively tall, he was a handsome looking boy, muscly for sure even if they couldn’t tell right now from under the long sleeve top he wore.

He smiled at them, particularly at Melody, noticing the curves she possessed. It was a million dollar smile on the boy’s face, even Brian felt himself being drawn in to his charm.

“Hell yeah we are! About to win some money, that’s for sure!” Melody replied, smiling back.

“That’s the spirit,” he cheered, “I’m Justin.”

Justin put out his hand to shake Melody’s before doing the same with Brian.

The two reciprocated in different ways. The busty blonde very much happy to be meeting another person joining the same tournament. Brian on the other hand felt a strange vibe about their eventual competitor. Maybe it was a bit of a male thing to do but it seemed to bother him that Melody was so excited to meet him.

“So do you know as little as we do?” Brian eventually asked him, hoping to find out any bit more of information that would help decide whether or not he got on the bus.

He shrugged, still seated, “I really don’t know that much to be honest. Got speaking to a guy at my campus bar who passed me this card,” he said, taking out the same card that Melody received, “Told me we could win some money in this tournament thing, sounds like it might be a whole bunch of college drinking games so there’s no way I’m passing up on it.”

Melody loved the way he was looking at this, it was such a similar thought wave as herself, the opposite of Brian. The blonde girl couldn’t help but stare at his great white teeth when he spoke.

“Yeah well I dunno, seems to good to be true,” Brian said in a negative tone.

Right as he said that, a mini bus appeared by the side of the road. Checking her watch, Melody noticed it was exactly 9AM, it was like clockwork.

“Alright! Let’s do this thing,” Justin said, getting off the bench, the boy grabbed his own bag which was much smaller to Melody’s or Brian’s.

The door of the bus opened and an African American bus driver smiled at the three kids.

“Welcome guys, let me see here,” he said, grabbing a clipboard off the dashboard, “Melody Brooks, Brian Jensen and Justin Fricorilli… do I have that right?”

They all nodded, his calm and friendly matter seemed to have calmed Brian down a little bit.

“Well jump in and take a seat and I’ll let you ask any questions you have before we drive,” the driver said, smiling at the college kids.

Justin went in first, followed by Melody who looked behind her to make sure Brian was following them inside. He reluctantly did so, taking a suspiciously long look at the driver before taking the seat next to his girlfriend.

The bus door shut and locked automatically which the three kids weren’t aware of at the time.

“So if you have any questions, now would be a good time to do so,” he said, smiling into the mirror, looking back at them.

Brian spoke up first, “Can you please tell us where exactly are we going and what this is all about. We haven’t been given enough infor… wait what… what are you doing?”

The driver had put on a high tech mask that covered his nose and mouth completely. Pressing a button on the dashboard, the bus started to fill with a light gas from the roof.

“Uhh I don’t think we need the air con on, it’s freezing in here already,” Justin said, thinking it was just the heating and cooling system.

Brian was about to get out of his seat but he felt his mind and body starting to fall asleep. He wasn’t the only one, all three of them were beginning to pass out in their seats.

The last thing Brian remembered was the eyes of the bus driver in the mirror before everything turned black…

At exactly this moment in time, college students in all different states were having the same experience on their own busses.

***

Atlanta, Georgia.

23 year old Rose Parker watched as a white mini bus pulled up in front of her at the local bus stop.

She played with her long brown hair, putting it up into a high ponytail. The girl was a stunner, she had on dark sunglasses, chewing on a piece of gum. The brunette wore white denim short shorts and a black singlet, giving the driver a nice view of her beautiful cleavage as she prepared to jump on the bus.

“Rose Parker?” the man asked, looking her up and down, clearly checking the girl out.

“That’s me,” she said, putting her sunglasses on top of her head, getting a better look at the driver. The man behind the wheel was in his mid-40s made no attempt to hide the fact he was checking her body out.

Rose stepped on the bus, bringing on board her heavy fluro pink suitcase which she struggled to get into the bus because of how heavy it was.

She gave him an evil eye when she finally lifted the case onto the bus, “You know, a real gentlemen would help a lady with their luggage,” Rose told him off, “A gentlemen also makes sure to be a little more discrete when he stares at someone’s tits.”

Not appreciating being called out, the driver ignored the girl, waiting for her to take a seat.

The short and sexy brunette moved towards the back of the vehicle to sit far away from the driver as she could. Growing up in her hometown, Rose was treated like a princess solely for her looks and her very sexual flirty personality. It was exactly why it bugged her not to have any help carrying her belongings inside from the older male driver.

Sitting down, she took out her phone to text her best friend.

‘Ughh… only one on the bus.’

‘And the driver is a total creep.’

Rose looked up at the top of the bus to see steam coming from both directions. She shivered, wearing minimal clothing, assuming this was part of the vehicles air conditioning system.

“Ummm excuse me… can you turn that off,” she said loudly from the back of the bus.

The driver didn’t respond and the gas continued to pour out. Inside the vehicle, it started to lightly fog up, Rose noticed that the man had something over his mouth by seeing his face in the front mirror.

However, before she could have a chance to see what it was, her eyes began to close.

***

Kansas City, Missouri.

“Chad Hornfield I presume, welcome aboard,” the driver said as a blonde hair boy wearing nothing but light blue jeans and an American flag themed singlet.

The boy didn’t carry any bag or have any other belongings. Chad didn’t know what the expect with the tournament but assumed he would be fine not bringing anything else with him. It was the way he lived his life, act first, think later.

“Ya’ll want to let me know what the fuck’s going on here,” he said, jumping straight on the bus and taking a seat close to the driver, “Where the fuck are we actually going.”

The driver shut the doors, choosing not to reply leaving Chad more annoyed than curious.

“Come on man, wait… what the fuck is that,” he said as he noticed the driver putting on a high tech surgical mask.

Chad got off his seat and pushed on the door but it wouldn’t open. It was locked and even worse, he was starting to feel sleepy. The bus was leaking gas inside and before he knew it, Chad found himself collapsing on the floor of the bus.

***

These were experiences happening everywhere, totally unaware to the rest of the working world.

The busses were all on their way now, all across the country, they drove to secret locations. Once there, the passed out young adults were all loaded into different aircrafts that headed for the private island outside of the United States.

This is where the tournament would take place whether they liked it or not…