It had been two weeks since Rachel and five students from her class had disappeared. A search had been underway for a week and a half, not just to find the six missing women but to locate a friend of Rachel's named Molly Simmons as well. The FBI was searching for another woman as well. Her name was Cindy Weaver. she had been missing for over a month. There were no witnesses and few clues to where all these women were. One thing that they all had in common was that none of them had acted strange the last time they had been seen. It was like they had just vanished into thin air.

Meanwhile Rachel lay naked on a bed while her master paced around the room. He was nervous. The whole town was looking for his newly acquired property. If he ended up caught he would probably go to prison for a long time. That day he had decided to relocate his collection to a safer place. He had ordered several large moving vans to transport his slaves in. He had a nice large underground complex which he had purchased from a private company, and he had already relocated about 1/3 of his slaves to the new location. The police didn't suspect him yet, but he was taking no chance. His friends had all been caught mainly because they were careless. He was not about to make the same mistake that they had made.

"Rachel, The next van will be here in a few minutes. When it arrives I want you and the group I assigned to you to get in the van. the driver will take you to your new home." he said to Rachel "Yes master." she said. She left the room to notify her group that the next van was coming soon. He watched her leave and went back to his pacing. He thought about how he had moved from town to town, from city to city. In 12 years he had been in 180 different towns and cities spanning 5 states. He always moved once people started looking for the women he had enslaved, but now he was moving for the last time. Once he got everything stable in the new location he would program some of his slaves to set up mini operations in far away places and send the slaves to his location. That way if one got caught he could just send in another one to take over.

It was getting dark outside. The man sat in an empty room watching the fireplace. The fire was starting to burn low but he made no effort to revive it. The mansion was totally empty except for him and a few slaves. A woman entered the room. He turned to see who it was. She was a tall attractive woman with long blonde hair. "Hello Angela." the man said to the woman "Master? What's wrong?" she asked him. "Nothing...I'm fine." he said to her. She approached him with a concerned look on her face. "You sound like something's wrong." she said to him. "No. I'm fine." he said to her. He looked at her and remembered back to the day he had found her.

It was 12 years ago. He had been a scientist back then. He had been working on different projects when he stumbled across the nanotechnology. Angela was his lab assistant at the time. He had known she had had a big crush on him back then, so he thought she was the perfect one to try out his experiment on. It didn't take him long to figure out that Angela was not brainwashed, but she obeyed him like she was. He had perfected his nanomachines but for some reason he had never injected Angela with any. He watched as she walked over to the fireplace to tend to the fire. "No, just let it burn out." he said to her. "Yes master." she said.

She walked over to him and laid down on the floor next to his chair. She lay there curled up like a dog waiting for her master to pet her and sighed a happy sigh. He sat in the chair thinking about how ironic it was: Angela was his most loyal slave yet he had done nothing to her mind. But most of his other slaves were not quite as loyal to him. He could easily recall the times he punished some of his slaves for infractions but he had only punished Angela a couple times and he could not recall why he had done that. He reached down and caressed her face and she let out a contented sigh. "Is everything moved to the new location?" he asked her. "Most of it has been relocated and the new base is operational." Angela said as he continued to caress her face. "Good. You and me will leave for the new location tomorrow." he said to her. "Yes master..." she said as she drifted off to sleep.

They left the mansion before dawn. He drove a rather beat up looking car so as not to draw attention to himself. As he drove he thought of his plan. It was a very elaborate plan to plant many slave agents in several cities around the world. They would be given darts filled with a new type of nanomachines. This new type of nanomachines didn't need to be injected into the back of the head. They would select targets that they deemed worthy and shoot them with a dart. This meant that he didn't have to do it himself anymore and since the new method didn't have the need for a needle to be placed in the back of a woman's neck the agent didn't need to even get close to the target.

He turned off the paved road and onto a dirt road. he followed that for a mile or so then he came to three separate roads. He took the first road and followed that for about 2 miles. He then turned onto an old trail that was so narrow he had to drive slow as not to hit any trees on either side of it. They soon approached an old rundown shack. he parked the car a few feet away from it and got out. Angela followed him inside.

Inside it was all one room. The room looked dusty and old. There was a few pieces of furniture in the room including a large old bookshelf full of dusty old books. He pulled one out and the bookshelf slid back to reveal a large passageway. They walked down a long flight of stairs until they came to a large steel door. There was a keypad on the wall next to the door. Angela watched as he typed in a rather long password. After he finished punching the pass code a small panel opened up to reveal a fingerprint scanner. He placed his thumb on it and a beam of light passed over his thumb. The door slowly opened and they went inside.

The place was amazing! The first room they entered contained a large computer network with some of his slaves guarding it with some rather big guns. Angela followed her master to a steel door and they opened it. The other rooms that they visited were more or less the same as the rooms back at the mansion. Angela could see that most of the slaves were adjusting to the new conditions fine. "Angela. I need to tend to a few disobeying slaves. I want you to go around and make sure that everything has been moved here." He said to her. "Yes master!" she said to him.

He left her and went to where the new dungeon was. He opened the steel door and entered the room. Since it was almost identical to the old dungeon he knew where the slaves were being held. He walked over to another steel door and opened it. Inside were three women restrained in separate chairs. They were gagged and naked. They each had black helmets attached to their heads. Wires running from these helmets were connected to a large computer. "I was informed that you three did not want to help with the move. This is a major infraction! You will not get away with just a slap on the wrist. This computer will reprogram you to be workers. You will do any major labor that needs to be done. and you will guard the main entrance when you have no other chores that need to be done. One drawback is that this process will destroy much of your brains, leaving only what is needed to do the job's I will assign you." He said to them.

The three women tried to break free of their bonds but as usual they couldn't move an inch. He activated the computer and the three women started screaming through their gags. He watched them struggle with that evil smile on his face. He exited the room and closed the door leaving the three women alone. He opened another door next to the first and went in. This room was smaller than the other room and contained a single young women who was chained to a iron bar set into the concrete floor. the women looked no older than 18 or 19 Her red hair was matted in places with blood. She was positively terrified. Her arms and legs were both chained to the long bar set in the floor. He saw that she was shivering, probably from being on that cold floor or out of fear of him.

"Didn't you know that curiosity killed the cat? You should have known better than to follow one of my moving vans here." He said to the woman. He walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a strange box. There were wires running from it to what looked like a large ring. "This machine is designed for interrogation. I will ask you a question and it will probe your mind for the correct answer. I will be asking you some questions and if you try to resist the machine it will punish you." he said as he slipped the ring around her head. He turned on the machine. "Right now it is set at level one. You don't want a higher setting believe me. But if you resist I will increase the intensity tenfold!" He said to her.

"Ok here we go. What's your name?" he asked her. The woman just lay there looking at him with a "You expect me to talk?" look on her face. He reached over to the box and pressed a red button on it. The women let out a scream and started to shake. "What is your name?" he asked her. "April Shannon" she said to him "Why did you follow one of my moving vans?" he asked her. "I wanted to see...where it was going..." she said to him. He could tell she was still trying to resist. He pressed the button again and she cried out again. "How old are you?" he asked her. "19" she said to him. "Did you let anybody know where you were going?" he asked her. "No" she said to him. "Good. Now April, you will feel a pinprick in the back of your neck but do not be alarmed." he said withdrawing a needle from his coat.

He turned the interrogation machine off and removed the ring from her head. She was crying softly as he took the cap off the needle. "As soon as we get the new darts made I will have no more use for these needles. However since the darts have not been made yet this will have to do." He said as he prepared to insert the needle into the back of her neck. She felt it slide into the back of her head and she cried out again. She started shaking violently and soon went into convulsions. He left her alone in the room and went back into the dungeon. After checking his list he saw that no other slaves needed punishing today so he left the dungeon and went to see how his "Mini operations" were doing.

"According to the satellite imaging we have five of our agents planted in different cities around the world master." said Angela "Good." We will start making new nanomachines and they will be placed into darts that our agents can fire at targets. A dart will be better than a needle because it can be fired from a distance. Our operatives won't have to even get close to the target." the man said as he watched the screen. After confirming that there were at least five agents awaiting orders he left the computer room. It was time to start making the darts that he would need. As he walked down the hallway he was sure that this new plan was sure to make his collection grow by the thousands!