All the boys panted heavily from their ongoing run from the fight between the military and the tripods. Once the man had closed the doors to the basement and locked it, he walked over to the five boys to make sure they were alright and unharmed. When the boys had caught their breath, they thanked him for the offer to hide with him in the basement. "It's not a problem really. Not everyone can hear me over the noise but it seems like you boys did." He said as he looked at each one of them, seeing if they were okay. Phil stood up and looked at the others, then looked over at the man who was by the stairs. "I'm sorry. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Jordan Blackstone, I live here." He said, pointing up at the ceiling which led to the house above them.
"I'm Phil. This is Phi, Joe, Rynan, and Kevin." He replied slowly, pointing at each of his friends as each of them waved a bit so Jordan knew who was who. Jordan gave small nod and returned the wave, giving off a small smile as well. "Glad to meet you all. Now are any of you hurt? I have a medical kit you can use if you have any injuries." Jordan offered, pointing over to a small medical box sitting on the table near the corner.
The boys all shook their heads but then decided to double check just to make sure. Phil then noticed that Phi had a cut on his hand and also noticed it was bleeding a little bit. "Hey, Phi. You got a small cut on your hand bro." He called to Phi, as he pointed at the cut on his left hand. Phi then looked over at Phil as his name was called, then looked down at the cut on his hand that Phil was pointing to. "Thanks Phil." Phi replied then waked over to the table with the medical kit on it and Rynan helped Phi wrap up his hand. After his hand was wrapped up, Phi thanked Rynan for his help and sat down an a couch that was near the stairs. Joe was walking around the basement with Kevin trailing behind him,looking around carefully.
"What are you boys up to in these parts? If you don't mind me asking." Jordan said, looking at each of the five boys carefully. "Nothing really. We were supposed to be in a dance competition that was supposed to be today. But since we're being attacked by those machines, it's not gonna happen." Rynan replied, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.
"I see. Let's hope that this attack does not last long. It will be over before you know it. As long as you all stick together." Jordan spoke, his voice calming and serious. The boys all nodded with understanding, Phil taking a seat next to Phi on the couch. "It just happened so fast." Phil muttered, fixing his hat on his head when he felt that it had loosened up. "I do agree with you. Let's just hope this attack is over soon." Jordan said, walking over to another room within the massive basement to move some things around and make the rooms better organized. The boys all watched him as he disappeared from view, then they all relaxed and settled down near the couch Phi and Phil were sitting on.
Just outside, the tripods could be heard walking around outside searching the area for any people, who may be trying to escape. Phi leaned back against the couch as Rynan, Kevin and Joe sat on the floor, and talked with one another for the rest of the night. Jordan kept an eye on the five of them to make sure nothing bad will happen to any of them.
Every once in a while, all the boys will fall asleep and one will stay up to keep watch on everything. As the boys talked, Joe rummaged through his bag, which was messy and still somewhat soaked due to him quickly shoving his belongings in it when they all fled the hotel, and from having to swim to the other end of the lake earlier. When Joe was looking through his bag, Jordan haven given each of the boys some water. The boys thanked him and gave small smiles of appreciation towards him. Jordan gave them a warm smile back before returning back to the room he was in. Joe finally found some food that he had packed in his bag when they were on their flight. He had taken a bag of fruit and some chips that were now crushed into crumbs but were in still good since the water did not touch the bag it was in.
Upon finding the food he had brought with him, Joe offered it to the others, seeing if they wanted any. Phil took one of the bags and took a little bit before handing it to Phi. "Thanks bro." Phil said as the Phi then passed the bag to Rynan, then from Rynan to Kevin. Finally, from Kevin, back to Joe.
"No problem guys. I just remembered that I had some food packed in my bag. The bad thing is that the chips are crushed." Joe replied, looking at the bag of crushed chips. ¨It doesn't matter, as long as its still in good condition its fine.¨ Rynan replied with a small smile. Joe gave a small nod then looked over at one of the walls as he and the others heard what sounded like cracking noises. The noises got louder and louder til one of the tripods' legs crashed into the corner of the basement breaking the ceiling and partially flooding that small area with water pouring down from the house above them. The boys all winced as Phi and Phil jumped up from the couch and retreated backward with the others as Jordan grabbed his pistol and went to inspect the damage.
¨They're destroying everything in their path. We can survive this. I know we can. We just have to stay low and quiet.¨ He turned to look at the boys. ¨Stick together. We can all make it if we all stay together and not show any fear.¨ He said, sounding reassuring to the boys but deep in the inside he was terrified. As the tripods walked the area outside, Jordan and the boys all talked to one another to pass the time until morning.
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War of the Worlds (Jabbawockeez)
FanficThis story is partially based off the novel by H.G Wells, and off the movie. Most of the plot belongs to the original owners!! The Jabbwockeez were on their way to their next dance competition on the east coast. Upon arriving, an unusual thunderstor...