May 12, 1835
London, United Kingdom
London's Sheriff office
"Dammit, Einsworth! You must find our children! you ARE this town's ONLY detective and sheriff!" Boggins, local butcher yelled with all of London's residents standing by. Its been two weeks since the most Malicious thing happened. All children In London, Paris, and England dissapeared.
"Mr. Boggins," Einsworth started as he took a swig of his rum. "Those Children, are probably dead now. so, no need to scatter about." he slurred.
"NO NEED!? THESE ARE OUR CHILDREN! STOP DRINKING RUM, AND GET OFF YOUR a**!!"Boggins said gruffly, as he knocked the bottle out of Einsworth's hand. Einsworth looked unruffled, unscathered by the bewildered and raged Boggins.
"What the bloody hell is wrong with you Einsworth!? They took your son, Jason! DON'T YOU MISS HIM! LOOK AT YOU! YOUR A COMPLETE MESS! DRINKING WON'T HELP!!" John Edwards, the local Tailor from Edwards' Tailoring shop said.
Williams Einsworth, the big bad sheriff had finally broke down. crying hysterically in his drunken state. continuously he yelled through his cries, "MY SON! MY SON!" over and over as London's townspeople began to Opiate the crying man.
May 13, 1835
Paris, France
Louis & Frank Detective offices
Louis Ancherton, and Frank Ramponneau were famous detectives all over France, The United Kingdom, and even Germany. They've visited many places all over the world, but not the entire world. They were as close as brothers. They grew up with each other from the age of 5 and 4 to their current age, 27 and 26. Yes, they were young, sucessful, rich, and very handsome.
They, of course, already heard about the attacks of the missing children from Paris, to England, and London.
"Well Louis, where shall we start?" Frank asked.
"I say, we start here, Paris." Louis responded.
"Yes, Yes, I agree."
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