Zack Martian really hates school. And by really hates school, he means really hates school. Stuck on a stupid boat, with London and Mr Moseby only knowing the truth. Missing his mum, missing his dad, and wishing he could find the loser that took his brother and kill him. Kill him good.

The teacher was about to talk about Twins, so Zack grabbed his bag and left, not caring he would get yelled at later. By Bailey.

"Zack!" a voice called out for him but he slammed the door. He knew London would cover him. She always did. She, like everyone else at the hotel he used to live in, loved his brother as if he were their brother.

He walked right to his room, slamming the door and fell first onto his bed. He looked over to the bed at the other end of the room. He and his mum and set up the other side of his room like it was at the Tipton, his brother's room. Zack sighed, none of his friends were allowed in this room (but London). No one knew about his brother.

As the time for class was about to end, Zack felt he better go up to the sky deck to meet his friends. So he did that. He wiped his face, changed his shirt and acted like the cool guy he was. His twin was the geek.

Class had ended and a small group were making their way to the sky deck. Bailey, Woody, Marcus and London quickly saw Zack sitting at a table and went to join him.
"Why did you leave? We were learning something very interesting?" asked Bailey. She looked at Zack.
"I felt like leaving" muttered Zack. He lowered his eyes down to the table.
"Well, you should not have. We were learning about twins. How they are similar and how they differ. I mentioned a point about twins not being special" said Bailey. Zack's eyes snapped right up to her.
"You said what?" he asked.
"Twins are nothing more than brothers or sisters, so why should they made into their own topic?" Bailey shrugged like it was no big deal.
"Twins are more than just brothers or sisters, they are best friends. Someone you can depend on with your life. You can read each other's minds and you only feel like half when the other is gone so don't go talking about thing you don't understand" and with that, Zack stood up and left.

"I wonder what's wrong with Zack" Bailey thought out loud. The rest turned to look at her.

"You know what I mean, when ever we study anything to do with twins or brothers, he gets up and leaves. And London always covers him" said Bailey. London suddenly started coughing and everyone turned to look at her.

"What do you know?" Marcus asked. London avoided looking at them and instead looked at a child learning to swim.

"London" hissed Bailey and London looked at her and for the first time, the three of them saw sadness in her eyes, even though she was holding a lot of money, for them at least.

"Come with me" muttered London, and she stood up, quickly put her money into her bag and left. Marcus and Bailey followed her but Woody grabbed a snack before running after them.

"Where are we going?" Bailey asked as they walked past all the teens rooms and down several steps.

London smiled sadly and knocked on a door. Mr Moseby answered.
"London, what is the meaning of this?" he asked, eyeing the group.

"I don't agree with Zack about them not needing to know" said London. Mr Moseby's eyes went wide and he ushered the group into his room.

"Zack is going to kill you" said Mr Moseby. London shrugged.

"What does Zack not want us to know?" asked Woody.

"Cody" said London.

"Who's Cody?"

"Watch this tape, then you'll understand" muttered Mr Moseby and he put on a tape marked "Havoc number 3'098".
He settled down to watch, so did the others.

A blonde, ten year old Zack was skating around the Tipton hotel. A younger Mr Moseby was chasing him, ordering him to stop.
"You get right back here you little hooligan, or I'll tell your mother!" he yelled.
"Tell her, she'll tell you to butt out" yelled Zack, flipping his skateboard. He smiled at someone off camera and ending up banging into a table in the lobby and falling off. Mr Moseby quickly lifted it up.
"A ha, you won't be seeing this for a long time" and he walked away. Another boy walked onto the camera. He looked exactly like Zack.
"Did you do it?" Zack asked the other boy.
"Exactly like you said, although I have no idea what you hope to achieve with this, it might not even work" commented the other bang.
There was sudden bang and Mr Moseby ran back onto the shot, his eyes wide with anger . The group could see nothing wrong, but the video was in black and white.
"What did you two do?" Mr Moseby asked.
"Why, I think pink suits you" joked Zack, earning a glare from the other boy.
"Oh, when I catch you ... "Mr Moseby let the threat hang, watching as the two boys ran away.
"Zachary Martian, Cody Martian, as soon as your mum's finished singing, you'll be in so much trouble!"

"Zack has a brother? Cody?" asked Bailey. London looked down.
"Yep, he went missing, he was kidnapped. We have footage but we haven't been able to find them. Zack still believes that Cody is out there."

On the island that the SS Tipton was due to arrive, a sixteen year old Cody Martian hissed at Davie, a man who he has come to despise.

"Oh shut it you little brat" Davie replied, flicking his filthy blonde hair out of his eyes. Cody glared at him.

"Glaring ain't going to get you no where" said Davie and he lit a fag. He blew the smoke right into Cody's face.

Cody rolled his eyes and lay back on the wall.

For years, this man has held him. Grabbing him outside the Tipton, after knocking Zack out, and taking him to all kinds of places. Right now, they were in Italy. This man did not need papers, he had his own boat as he told Cody every time they moved to a new country. Cody didn't care. All he wanted was his brother, and his mother. Hell, Cody would even take London or Mr Moseby if he had to. Someone from his old life.

Davie tried to rape Cody once, but Cody kneed him hard in the balls, and Davie hasn't touched him since. Cody was glad his mother taught him and Zack that trick.

Cody was freezing. They were in an old warehouse and all Cody had on was one of Davie's grey shirts and Davie's old black trackie bottoms with Davie's old socks and shoes.

Davie threw him a hoodie, telling him to put it on.

"I've proven I can kidnap a kid, so now, I am going to a teenager, see if I can do it then" Davie told him before he packed a bag and left.

Cody felt sorry for whatever poor soul he was going to grab. Hopefully, he wasn't greedy.

Then Cody felt a presence in his head.