Dystopian

Kidnapping movies were the new soul-porn. Every fantasy was dark, no-one dreamed of a better future or even thought love was possible. The scenes were dark, dank. The profile of the capture was always in semi shadow and most of the victims never made it out alive. Always there would be several grisly murders before the final one was rescued, scarred and mutilated. The endings used to be of the kidnapper getting justice served, not anymore. The watchers so identify with the kidnapper that they demand they escape to re-offend. Humanity used to fantasize about being the hero, now they only dream of being the villain. All life offers now is to be the villain or the victim, no-one chooses the latter.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 10, 2015.
Dystopian

Kidnapping insurance was the new scam. People started to adopt kids from the shelters, take out insurance and then sell them to a kidnapping ring for body parts. That way they got paid double. Just doing that once was enough to set folks up for a life of ease. Everyone was doing it, so why not them, right? It wasn't long before people started having babies to sell, breeding to order; changing their minds meant death for them all, a deal was a deal.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 10, 2015.
Dystopian

Kidnapping stories were two-a-penny. Everyone had a family member snatched. Giving a child freedom to roam was tantamount to being an accomplice in their disappearance, each one being as valuable to the mob as robbing a bank. Parents of the missing fantasized about their child having been bought by rich adoptive parents, but in reality they were sold for parts. The O blood types and rare blood types went for a premium and earned their siblings a pre-order for their snatching.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 10, 2015.
Dystopian

Parental kidnapping was the new underground divorce service. "Why pay your ex-spouse childcare for years? For a one-time fee we'll relocate you with your children, new identities, new life." The parents who took the moral high ground all to often discovered that their ex was less encumbered by a conscience. More often than not custody was decided by who could pay the kidnappers more. There were even gangs that would keep one of the kids as payment and deliver the others, what could the parents do? Admit to the cops they'd hired kidnappers? Not likely.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 10, 2015.
Crime

There was a spate of famous child kidnappings, apparently a bunch of celebrities decided to stop paying the mob for protection. They got them back of course, just not in one piece. The lucky ones got back a kid with just a few bits missing, the rest got back parts for burial.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 10, 2015.
General

The kidnapped children huddled in the container, falling against one another as the chains lifted it into the air. Already the air was stale and smelt of sewage. At first they had pounded against the walls and cried out, but the only reply was their own echoes from the steel walls. Each one cried out in their minds for their mama's, their papa's and some prayed to God. No help came. The next time whey saw sunlight nothing good would happen to them, though their fate depended on the buyer...

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 10, 2015.
Dystopian

Child kidnapping was a hobby in those parts. Gangs with nothing better to do snatched child to "play" with. After a few days they parked what was left in a shallow grave or fed them to the pigs. Parents who turned to the law soon found that they were in the control of the gangs - take on a gang and its your kid next, maybe your wife; and no, you won't ever know when or how they died. The gangs sometimes walked right into a home to take one, "pay your tax," they'd say and pick one...

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 10, 2015.
General

The kidnapping was a two woman operation designed to take both the kids, stolen to order. The first woman took the eldest child as it exited a ride at the funfair. Then, as the distraught mother searched for her child, the other woman would go to her and offer to hold the baby. It was simple and effective. After the incident the grieving mother found herself unable to describe the woman who took the baby, all of her attention was taken up with searching for her eldest. She couldn't even say for certain what race she had been. Even with the intense media coverage, with the photographs of the children displayed in every media outlet and every boarder patrol person and airline employee looking, the children were never seen again.

By hiccup, November 4, 2013.
General

Mandy found that trying to describe the kidnapper was like trying to grip onto sand tightly. The more she squeezed her mind for the details, the more they slipped through her fingers. By the end of the session with the police artist she felt like she'd fabricated the whole thing. But the skin she'd scrapped from his face in the fight proved otherwise. Maybe they'd get a DNA match and catch the creep.

By hiccup, November 4, 2013.
General

The police suspected the parents of arranging the kidnapping. The father had enormous gambling debts and the word on the street was that he'd sold his daughter to the highest bidder in some underground criminal ring and then cried to the media, pleading for her safe return. They never did prove it though, the police, and eventually the case was closed, unsolved. That man got away with worse than murder as far as the folks around here are concerned. I'm not sure it's kind to even hope she's still alive, in the 10 years she's been gone it's tough to imagine what she must have suffered. If she is still alive she'll be a traumatized shell of what she was when I knew her, twelve and full of cheekiness, giggling in the back of the class.

By hiccup, November 4, 2013.
General

It was supposed to be easy, He walked the same route at the same time every day. At 6:05 am precisely he always left the house. He checked his mail box by 6:10 am,, then bought a paper on the corner at 6:20. By 6:30 he would be taking the deserted alleyway as a short cut to Denman Street. That was where we jumped him. It wasn't easy.

By mudslide, October 1, 2013.
General

In 2035 we have all the freedoms we used to have. We can look at whatever we want, there is no censorship. The government has finally learnt a lesson from the barbarism committed to the First Nations all those years ago. They learnt that the fastest way to break a person, a family, a community is to take their children away - pain beyond measure that never ends. State-sponsored kidnap is the new tool of population control. Whatever the "undesirable" was thinking of doing that the powers didn't like stops instantly. There should be uproar, right? Rebellion. But they can ruin anyone by the switching of a button. Thanks to social media and our voice recognition devices recording everything we say, there are no more skeletons in closets. They know everything about everyone, more than any scorned lover. By the time they're done your best friends will shake their heads and shed a tear that "they never really knew you at all" and those "poor, poor, children." It doesn't matter if they tell everyone how loved they were, if they cry for you nightly and shatter inside - they have been "rescued" and must be appointed a state nanny with the right "qualifications" to care for them. By the time they're through the parents and kids are alcoholics, unstable, mostly homeless and dependant on the state that despises them.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 10, 2015.
General

The kidnapping was over in a second. One minute the girl was there looking at her ipod, leaning against the bus-stop and then she was gone. No-one saw a thing, no-one heard her muffled scream, no-one was alarmed in any way. Her kidnappers knew her well, employees of her father, an embezzler. They were to ransom her for a huge sum so he could leverage money from the company. He'd pretend to hand the loot to the kidnappers and they'd release her unharmed. Well, that was the plan...

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 10, 2015.
Crime

Kal was an entrepreneur of the newest variety - kidnap to order. For a set fee he'd swipe anyone of any gender or age. Then he'd turn them over at a predetermined location and time, no questions asked. Business was good, booming even. So many people wanting to do so many bad things without getting caught, all he did was make it a little easier. They always collected, why not? They paid in advance. That was until he took the wrong girl... then everything changed...

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 10, 2015.
General

Kidnapping small children was simple, just pick'em up and go, or at least that's what Casper promised him. This girl was tiny too, like a little doll. As his meaty hand clasped over her mouth she opened up and bit him hard, kicking out with her feet as they left the ground. Three seconds later she was in the truck, hypodermic in her backside, eyes lolling into unconsciousness. Jake shook his hand examining the teeth marks, deep, almost bleeding; then he looked back at his "prize." She'd fetch a good price, keep him in fine cigars and whiskey for a month or so.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 10, 2015.
Crime

Kidnapping cases went cold every time. The GPS trackers got dug out of the kids in mobile facilities before the helicopters could get there. If the tracker was in too deep the kid was found dead. It was that simple. If they couldn't take them whole they'd grab whatever organs they could and pack them in ice before fleeing...

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 10, 2015.
Dystopian

The kidnapping laws were flexible depending on your point of view and your wallet. There was no law not open to financial interpretation. The rich could take anyone other than other rich folks, after all, the poor had been legally declared as a sub-human species. The new talk was of "devolution" of the masses and "evolution" of the cream of society as they only chose to marry one another. One that little hitch was out of the way the poor could be used as a resource in so many more ways than were previously possible...

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 10, 2015.
Dystopian

Kidnapping facts were massaged by the bureau. Children of unmarried mothers weren't counted, after all, most likely the father had taken them for a better life. The children of the poor were more often regarded as runaways. It made far more sense to the policy makers that only children of the rich would be kidnapped for ransom and so all resources were put into retrieving them as fast as possible.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 10, 2015.