Welcome to Chicago

Prologue

        I woke up with a start as the fire alarm blaired through my dusty and garbage littered apartment. My ears rang. I could here the faint hum of the hovercoppter just out side my window. I ran down the hall passed my brothers room, his bed was empty. Must be already out I thought franticly and leaped over the damn hole in my wood floor I have been meaning to fix ever since me and my brother rented this crappy apartment. As I scidded through the kitchen I heard the soft rumbling of the fire beneath me. "Crap!" ,I yelled angrilly, "It's below me!" I spun around almost toppling over to run towards the stairs that lead to the roof. I found them and started up the rusty steel stairs desperately hopeing that they would hold me. *Creak* *SNAP!* The stair under my feet gave way and fell 30 floors to the dimly lit street below. I reach the top and "Bro!" My best freind and brother helps me up onto the roof. We jog over to the edge of the roof towards the hovercopter. The flames of the buillding are almost at the roof the toungs of fire leaping from the stairwell. We jump into the copter and flew away from all my belongings burning to the ground. I look around and it seems like all of the beautiful windy city was on fire. That day from then on will be known as the vexicon