Fire 'n' Ice;A Fantastic Four Fanfic(A Johnny Storm Love Story)

Chapter 14

A loud crash woke me up the next morning.

Screaming.

Lots of screaming.

Sirens.

Blaring sirens.

I hastily put on some pants as I made my way out my room, smelling smoke.

And was greeted with the worst sight ever.

Did I tell you I hate Mondays?

And so started the longest Monday of my life as, I stared down at the 10 feet gap in the living room, exposing half of NYC with all the other people of the Fantastic Four clan, missing.

Leaving me a burning building.

You’ve got to be kidding me.

Inching slowly towards the door, I tried not to look the gap exposing the slide down to the lobby.

10 dollars ma’am, a straight slide to hell

I did try to look for fire ,but all I could see was a huge black cloud of smoke somewhere near the balcony, and I was ‘not’ going to jump the 10 feet gap in the living room to see more.

I value my life, thank you very much.

What happened here?

Most importantly....

How did I sleep through THIS?

What am I going to do? I can’t freeze smoke. If I need to do damage control I’ll have to go to the balcony and...

There go the stairs.

Yep I’m gonna get out of this building and let the NYC fire department do their job.

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“Whoa” I murmured, it looked like the building was a fireplace with black smoke coming out of the topmost floor, which unfortunately was my home.

What made me feel so annoyed and depressed was, where were the others, why did they leave me alone in a burning building?

It hurt, as much as I didn’t want to admit. I had come to realize that they wanted me around, not gone...but if they did, I would have.

Heck.

I had.

Depressing nonsense.

I turned away from the building and looked at the crowd gathered around it,2 huge fire trucks stood below, but they couldn’t reach so high up yet.

Apparently, they needed a bigger unit.

Whatever that meant.

I need to figure out what I should do next.

Not stick around waiting for someone to magically appear and take me with them.

Although, it would be nice to see Johnny, cruising through the cloudy NYC skyline, towards the building...

Why the absolute fuck is he going into the fiery mess?

Fire burns fire.

“JOHNNY” I screamed hopelessly, knowing he wouldn’t hear me, but I did anyway.

Soon enough the people around me noticed and started chanting his name.

I wanted to scream at him for going in.

I wanted to scream out to these people to stop chanting his name, He’s in danger.

Two police cars zoomed their way into the scene, an official holding a microphone getting out from each.