Into the Storm

Chapter One

I hung upside down from my bed, listening to the huge tv in my dorm. Nothing was on about the D.T.T, which basically was a business that made time machines, making me lose its attention.
"Go to channel twenty nine B," my blond hair hung in front of my eyes as I stared at the wall.
"-shots at Hayven College were heard moments ago." The sentence caught my attention, making me abruptly bang my head against the ceiling in a hurry to get up. I lost my balance and fell off the bunk bed I laid on top of moments ago.
I sat on the gray carpet and stared at the screen.
"We believe a mass shooting has taken place at the college, we'll have more words on this matter in a moment.
John, my brother's name flashed across my mind, I hoped he was okay. I raced to my feet and to the door next to my bed. "Take me to the main hallway!" I commanded, my hands sweaty from worry.
A bright light flashed in front of my eyes, as I regained my balance and sight I saw the mass of people swarming around the hallway. "John!" I screamed, "John Damen!"
I ran through the hallway, my heart thumping in my chest.
"Woah," I felt a hand grasp around my arm, "what's up, buddy?"
Relief flooded through my head as I looked at my brother's face. His brown hair was swept back from his face, displaying his bright blue eyes. A scar crossed his face, the memory made me wince with sympathy.
"John, there was a shooting! I saw it on the news, peop-"
"You still watch the news?" He laughed, "You should go back to, like, 2020 or something," he ruffled my hair.
"People are near the school, they're loaded with weapons! We've gotta get out of here!"
The humor washed off his face. "C'mon Sammy," he used a nickname I hated, most of the names he used for me I hated anyways, "let's just go to your room."
He pulled the watch he was given up from his wrist, grabbed my arm and simply touched a button. With a flash we were back in my room.
"So, Sammy," he began glancing at anything that had changed in my room, "I say if we just sit tight here then we'll be fine. Leaving would be much more dangerous."
I sighed, "Okay," I knew arguing with my brother was pointless once he made up his mind.
"So," he smiled, his blue eyes twinkled in the light, "Still remember those constellations I taught you?"
"How could I forget?" I walked over to the window, my smile faded at the sight below us. Students lied on the ground, some dead and some near death.
John gently pointed my head at the sky, "There's one more I need to teach you." He pointed at a group of stars, "See those three stars? Well they stand for mi-"
A gentle ringing filled the air, a hologram of John's friend stood over his phone.
"Lemme get that." He grabbed his phone, smirked at me and walked outside.
Minutes later he was back in the room, worry expressed his face. "I gotta go help my friends." He ruffled my hair yet again, "Love you buddy."
That was the last thing I ever heard from him and that's where it all started.