Gotham's Fight (Completed)

Fire

I awoke to the sound of sirens. Fire engine sirens to be exact. Loud and blaring. The lights invading my bedroom making sleep nothing but impossible. 

Someone probably a victim of another crime, or if they are lucky they had an accidental apartment fire. You are lucky to have an accident in this city, it's a shame, I know.

I looked at my alarm and sigh. Its only 5:30 am, great. I don't have to be up for another hour.

I live in Gotham's East End. Probably the worst part of Gotham you could live in. But its one of the places with the cheapest rent, and working part time while going to high school all while supporting yourself, is not an easy thing.

I turn over in my bed and sit up. Mostly because I won't be able to fall back to sleep and secondly because the sirens stopped outside my window.

I stood up and looked out the window. A fire on the roof across the street from my apartment building. I opened the shades of my window wider to get a better look.

The fire department is here, trying to get everyone out safely and trying to put out the fire. I genuinely hope they get everyone out in time, by the rate that the fire is spreading they have a good 10 minutes before the fire hits the gas pipes.

The smell of burning wood and brick, mixed with the smell of burnt belongings and maybe even burnt flesh. The horror of fire. A beatuiful and dangerous thing.

"Call back up, we need more help!" I heard one of the firefighters yell at another. The other firefighter walked off to call in back up. The closest station would be about six blocks away, so they should be here in no time at all. Unless... unless they are held up by a "road block."

I have seen it happen before. The gangs fight dirty here. Once saw an entire work house go down in flames because of one hit. Killed the target and also killed 11 others.

By the time the back up department came, all the residence were safely outside. What a shame they were going t to all lose their homes and valuables. Not to mention things you can't put a value on, like photographs, memories, their sense of security.

We all watched. Me, the firefighters, the newly homeless, the police that showed up to control the mob that was forming around the fire, even the dark figure that stood on the roof 2 buildings over, unaware of its luminescence by the fire, We all watched as the fire burned. Burned the building down, burned the lives of all those people, and burned away my sleep.