Bombs Away

Chapter 1 - Dreams

Hey you all, here is the first chapter of my new fanfiction, called Bombs Away, I really hop you love it as much as I love writing it for you all. Comment what you think of the first chapter! I love to hear your feedback, and also, vote, and I will update faster! I am hoping that you love this!

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Dreams

March 11, 2011

The air in Japan was unusually warm as I walked out of the hotel I was staying at. There was an static feel to the air, making me feel slightly uneasy. I shrug it off, greatly looking forward to seeing Penelope, my best friend that moved away from our hometown back in the United States a few years back. She was the reason why I went to Japan anyways. She and her family moved there when her Japanese grandmother fell ill, and needed them to take care of her. Her father had gotten a job in Japan anyways. Mom let me come only because of those two years at high school that haunt me, even in my sleep. Penelope was my only friend, and I needed her. Even if she was a half a world away.

The hotel I was at was near the ocean, and the smell of the coast greeted me when I walked down the street. It wasn't the richest community, but it wasn't poor either. People stared at me but I have gotten used to it from my three days here. They weren't used to seeing white faces as much over there, I guessed. The sounds of talking, cars, and the regular city noises filled my ears. I was on my way to see Penelope in her home for the first time in a little over a year, and I was so excited. I could barely keep myself from sprinting all the way there.

All of a sudden, the ground started to shake. I stumbled into the building next to me, and I gripped the walls. The shaking started to get more and more violent, and people began to scream. A wave of terror shot through me as pieces of buildings began to plummet towards the ground. I frantically scanned my surroundings, desperately trying to find somewhere safe to hide. My gaze landed on a doorway, and it being my only option, I scrambled towards it. A new wave of more forceful shaking made me fall to my knees, badly scraping them on the dirty concrete sidewalk. A scream escaped my lips when I witnessed a woman getting crushed by a car falling onto her. I reached the doorway, and crouched between it.

A little boy was crying a few feet away from me, and I pulled him out of the way of falling debris. He clutched onto me so hard that he left fingernail prints in the skin on my arm. A headache started to pound my temples, and my eyesight became wavering. Just as suddenly as it started, the tremor stopped.

I shakily stood up, taking in the damage of the earthquake. It was the biggest one I had

ever been in. Cars were toppled over, people were wailing, and building had chunks missing from them. I saw people lying in the streets, some not moving. Cars had collided with one another, fire erupting between them. The little boy I was holding was wrenched from my arms from whom I assumed to be his mother, thanking me in Japanese. I nodded to her, and started to run up the street. I stopped to help people, assisting them to the safety of the sidewalk, away from the cars rolling slowly, carelessly down the streets, their drivers unconscious. A feeling of worry crept up in my throat. Penelope! I thought as I swallowed down the bile and began to run up the street towards the address she had emailed me earlier.

Luckily, the screaming had stopped, and I was able to focus on the sounds of my labored breathing. My stomach was still upset from the earthquake, but I willed my legs to carry me faster and faster to Penelope's house. I was running by a car when I heard someone calling for help. Turning around, I saw a bloodied hand reaching out from the smashed passenger window of a small blue car. It was flipped over, and the hand was reaching upwards. I couldn't just leave that person there. I rushed over to them. There was a man inside the car, his leg jammed between the dashboard and his seat, and the seat belt wrapped around his body in a twisted net.