Disclaimer: While I own all characters and created all deaths with my own imagination, I do not own 'Final Destination' as a series...obviously. Also, I'm going to give my sister credit for coming up with the title, because she did, and I spent forever trying to think one up.

Chapter 1

"Some believe there's no escape from death. They say that you can't cheat it. Because in the end, Death takes us all. And while this is true, the seven survivors of the Flight 180 disaster have proven that there is, indeed, a way to postpone it at the very least. The explosion has taken over two hundred lives, including a class of forty students and three teachers from Mt. Abraham High School. Moments before takeoff, a young student had a nervous breakdown, causing he and five other students to disembark, as well as one faculty member. While we mourn over the many lives lost in said crash, we thank God that there were people who had gotten out alive, as every life counts. As for the passengers of the plane, there are still frantic searches occurring to find any other survivors. None have been found yet, and though rescue teams are pessimistic, we remain hopeful. We continue to pray for those who have lost friends, family, neighbours, coworkers, and classmates on Flight 180, and that perhaps Death decided to spare the lives of any passengers who…"

Genevieve Porter changed her radio station to something less depressing. She shook her head and rolled her eyes in disgust. The plane explosion wasn't a topic she enjoyed to think of, considering she, herself, lived in Mt. Abraham. Not to mention, Mt. Abraham high school was just down the street from St. Mary's, which was the school Genevieve attended. She was friends with people who had suffered losses due to Flight 180, and that meant that Gen herself was affected, which made Gen feel as though she was the only one affected.

Gen was on her way back from school, which meant she first had to stop at the Mt. Abraham mall to pick up her brother from work. She pulled into the multi-storey car park and continued to ascend up the floors in search of a free parking spot.

It seemed as though every parking spot was taken. Genevieve began driving slowly up the ramp leading to the fifth and final floor. She reached the top of the ramp and was immediately greeted by a sign on the wall opposite her. "You can only go down from this point." A wind from no where started to blow Gen's black hair around. It was weird. Her windows were closed. Her air conditioner was off.

It wasn't until she reached a dead end that her heart began racing. Another sign was displayed in front of her that said, "Turn around". She was running out of parking spaces, and was getting creeped out. It was weird as to why this seemed strange. She's lived in Mt. Abraham since she was born. She's seen these signs a thousand times. Why was today different?

Finally, she shook her head. "This is ridiculous." Gen turned her car around and went back to the fourth floor. She continued to look for parking spots, getting more and more frustrated. It wasn't until she was about to leave the third floor that she noticed a red SUV pull out and drive away. Relieved, Gen attempted to take her spot, but a blue Volvo tried to steal it from her. The Volvo nearly rammed into her, but slammed on their breaks moments before.

"Are you fucking stupid?" Genevieve shouted out her window.

"I was here first, dumb ass!" the girl in the blue Volvo shouted back. Genevieve recognised her straight away as Katarine Hart-Alec Hart's daughter. Alec Hart was one of the most famous hockey players in the world, and retired nineteen years ago, after Katarine was born.

"Get daddy to buy your license for you, whore?"

"Are you fucking joking? 'Cause you're one to talk!" Genevieve was also well-known for having boatloads of cash. The only difference between the two was the way they used their money. Gen tried to ignore the situation as Katarine pulled into the spot across from her instead.

The shop her brother, Sebastien, worked at was an underground clothing store that was run by one man, and three employees. They were lucky if they got two customers a day, and it didn't even have a name. To say the job was boring would be an understatement, but it paid, so Sebastien dealt with it.

"About fucking time, baby sister!" Sebastien called as Gen approached him at the counter. Sebastien took massive pride in calling Genevieve his baby sister, but no one really knew exactly why. It could've been to make him look superior in front of his coworkers, but it just as easily could've been to mock Gen-after all, he was only born three and a half minutes before her.

"Whatever," Gen sighed, greeting her twin brother with a hug. "Parking was a disaster."

"Hey, it's all good." Seb turned to his co-worker, Marco. "Close up for me, will ya?"

"You're leaving?" Marco whined, gaping at Seb. He was clearly upset. "You wouldn't."

"Ah, but I would."

Grimacing, Marco stuck his middle finger up at his friend.

"I owe you big!" said Seb, gathering his bag and its contents.

"Fuck you."

Seb blew a kiss at Marco, grinned at him, and he and Gen left the store.

"How was work?" Gen asked Seb, the two of them walking down the hall, toward Gen's favourite cosmetics store.

"Don't get me started. Not a customer all day, yet I wasn't allowed to take a fucking cigarette break."

"Are you serious?"

"No, I'm lying," Seb joked. They reached the cosmetics store and went inside.

"Help me out."

"What are we looking for? Oh wait, I don't fucking care. Find it yourself."

"Dick. Help me out."

"No."

"Help me, you asshole."

"You know, you probably could've already found it in the time that you've been telling me to help you."

"Would've found it twice as fast if you had just agreed to help me in the first place."

"Just get your fucking whatever and we can go the fuck home."

Despite being identical twins, Genevieve and Sebastien were pretty much night and day. Their father is worth billions as he owns one of the biggest cosmetic industries in the world. Gen takes complete advantage of it, asking him to pay for everything she wanted, but Seb still got a job to make his own money instead of mooching from his family. Gen was high maintenance and worked hard to look her best, while, though still incredibly good looking, Seb barely tried. Gen stressed over school and got straight As, and Seb dropped out of high school a year ago. Gen was stubborn and paranoid, Seb was laid back. Although the two loved each other very much, a lot of the time, they couldn't stand to be around each other. But they still were. In fact, they were nearly inseparable.

Once she had found a nice coral blue nail polish, Gen dragged Sebastien to the checkout line, where they stood second, behind a twenty-something year old woman. The woman was purchasing some bright red lipstick and brown eye-shadow, which Genevieve thought wouldn't go well with her olive skin tone, but tried not to react to the disaster the woman in front of her was purchasing.

The saleswoman seemed to agree with a look of distaste on her face. "Will this be all?"

"Uhm, yes."

"And are you a Saturn club member?"

"Yes. But I don't have my card on me."

"That's okay, we can check in our computer system."

"Alright. My name's Leah Crawford."

"Okay, Ms. Crawford, but to verify, you need to tell me your membership code."

"You expect me to remember that?"

"It's always good to keep your membership number at least partially memorized."

"I can't tell you my address or my birthday?"

"It's for identity theft reasons, Ms. Crawford, I'm sorry, but an identity thief would know to access that kind of information. I'm sorry."

"This is ridiculous. Are you kidding me?"

"It's not my fault, okay, it's regulation."

"I don't care, I want my discount."

"I'm sorry, Miss, but I can't give you a discount unless you have your membership code."

"Whatever. I'll just go and buy it somewhere else." The woman-Leah, apparently-stormed away, nearly pushing Sebastien over.

Seb and Genevieve took a step forward.

"Will this be all?" The clerk, who had a very gentle and kind face, asked, scanning the barcode on the bottom of Gen's nail polish.

"Yes," Genevieve told her.

"Cute colour," came a voice from behind them. "Long time no see, Sebastien."

May Navaho stood before them with her best friend, Andrea Aguilera. To call May beautiful would be an understatement. From her browned skin, to her mesmerizing black eyes, to her thick black hair, to her perky nose, to her pouty lips, everything about her seemed flawless. May took complete advantage of it, though. She knew she could get any guy she wanted, and she worked at doing just that. But May had never been able to get one guy and that drove her insane. Sebastien wasn't into her in any way, and it made her want him all the more. No matter what she did to persuade him, he always turned her down. But May was a determined girl.

"Yeah, it has been a long time. You came into the shop yesterday, and I haven't seen you since."

"Was it only yesterday?"

"It was. You must've gotten confused," Gen joined. "Not that you're unfamiliar with that feeling."

"May, come on, let's out."

Andrea grabbed her friend by the arm and tried to pull her out of the shop. The difference between May and Andrea is that while May goes out looking for men, the men go looking for Andrea. She's more of a forbidden fruit to the guys, as she actually has a boyfriend. Stereotypically, she's captain of the cheerleading squad, and is dating the football quarterback. To top it off, Andrea was also a minister's daughter, and she was a total Jesus freak.

"Thanks a lot." Gen grabbed her nail polish, dropped it in her purse, and she and Sebastien made their way to the food court to get some dinner before heading on their way.

As they sat down at a table with their food-Seb with his Thai food, Genevieve with her Chinese-and started eating.

"How was school?" Seb asked her.

"Awesome. It's was awesome, actually, it was like…"

"Genevieve?"

Genevieve looked up at the boy who was standing behind her brother and grinned, recognizing him immediately. She hadn't seen him in probably eight years. "Justin!"

Seb looked back at his old friend also, and stood right away to give him a hug. "How's it been, man?"

"Everything's been slammin'. What's been going on with you guys?"

"Uhm, nothing exciting. Who's this?" Gen pointed to the man who was standing next to him. He was extremely nice to look at, and Gen's dopey grin was proving that she was clearly attracted to him.

"Oh, guys, this is Morgan," he introduced. "He's my roommate at my college."

"Oh, you're in college?"

"Yeah. Skipped tenth grade. Yeah, Morgan, Genevieve and Sebastien were my best friends 'til like, fourth grade pretty much. You guys wanna like, go for a coffee or something?"

"Yeah, I'd love to. Jesus, I've missed you millions."

Before leaving for coffee, Gen and Seb finished their food, then began walking towards the parking lot that Gen's car was parked in. As they walked toward her car, they walked by Katarine, who was standing at her car with her father. Katarine glared her down as the Leah woman from the cosmetic store began to walk toward the car next to her. Andrea and May were also in the parking lot, standing next to Andrea's Honda a few parking spaces over, giggling, and looking at Katarine's father, Alec.

"Excuse me, can I help you?" shouted Katarine at the girls.

Andrea and Katarine looked uncomfortable as they turned around and began fangirling over Alec's presence.

Marco walked past them and joined Gen, Seb, Justin, and Morgan. "What's going on, guys?"

"Going for coffee," Seb told him. "Wanna come?"

"I always wanna come."

"That's funny. Really. An orgasm joke. I can't comprehend your hilarity."

Genevieve sniffled, feeling her nose begin to clog up. The smell she inhaled was strong and intense. She tried hard to identify it.

"Can we go now? I want my mocha latte!" Justin complained.

An annoying cell phone ring went off, and Leah stopped it by opening her cell moments before she got into her car. "Hello?…Yeah, honey, I'm just in the parking lot…I'm on my way…"

That was when it hit her. Genevieve knew what the smell was. But it was a parking lot, it wasn't like it was abnormal to smell gas, was it? Was it?

"Hey, do you guys smell that?"

"Smell what?"

A loud explosion could then be heard from above, which caused a chain reaction of even more explosions. Andrea, May and Katarine were screaming. Leah dropped her cell phone in terror. Seb pulled Genevieve into his arms. Morgan and Justin grabbed each other's hands. Alec was looking above to see if he could tell what was going on. Then there was a falling crash, and even more explosions. Katarine was crying, as she kept herself huddled in the foetal position next to her car. "Dad, what's happening?" she screamed.

And next thing they all knew, the cement ceiling above them was cracking, and a piece broke off in the center of the parking lot, dropping on a car. This caused all of them to scream at the top of their lungs. As another piece of rubble broke off, one of the pipes above broke off. The broken edge dropped on Andrea, slicing into her skull. She fell to the ground, pipe in head, instantly dead.

May screamed, bawling her eyes out as she knelt down to examine the body of her best friend. Genevieve, Justin, Leah, and Morgan were all crying, too, as another piece of rubble crushed Katarine's car. Two cars on the floor above were half on top of the open hole, and they began rolling off. Katarine looked up, as one car was right above her. She screamed as the vehicle began crashing down on top of her.

"NOOOO!" Alec cried, finally breaking down, only seconds before the second car ploughed down on top of him.

May scurried over to Sebastien, who put another arm around her. "I'm scared!"

"We have to get out of here," he whispered. He grabbed May's hand, dragging her behind him. The others started running toward the exit alongside him. As the ceiling above Seb began to crumble, he pushed May out of the way before being crushed by the rubble, as well as Marco. Only seconds after, the hole above Sebastien and Marco's remains expanded, and another large piece of cement dropped on Justin, killing him.

"No!" Genevieve cried, falling to her knees. "No… God, no! Fuck!"

"Jesus!" Morgan choked, finally tearing up. Genevieve was sobbing next to him, grabbing the stranger's hand, who pulled her up to her feet again. "Genevieve, we gotta get out of here. Come on!" He made sure that Leah and May were still with them, both of them shaking.

As they continued to run, horrified, Leah tripped over a broken pipe, and fell face first on the ground. Without knowing, the other three continued to run. Now farther away, Leah screamed as loud as she could, causing them to turn around and see her. This was just before a car from above, that was in complete flames, clearly having been affected by the explosions, dropped on one of the cars that had been crushed by rubble. Leah was lying next to said car, which exploded on contact of the other flaming vehicle. As the car exploded, it took Leah with it, completely incinerating her.

"Shit!" May breathed, barely being able to let out another scream.

"May, come on, we have to go!" Genevieve demanded. "Hurry your ass up!"

Morgan and Gen continued to run, May taking a few steps backward from Leah's flaming corpse. May then turned around and continued to run. As more rubble fell, one of the lights from above dropped, nearly landing on Leah, who avoided it. However, the light dropped onto a gas spill, igniting it. This caught onto May, who had just stepped in the gas that had ignited. Scared and not thinking to move, another chunk of the cement above crashed down on her.

All of the fire began causing more explosions. The fourth floor's chain reaction of explosions was still occurring, and as one of the railing from the ramp leading above flew off, its razor sharp edges hit Morgan. Genevieve couldn't find it in her to react after the railing sliced into Morgan's body. She was hyperventilating, and now, she was alone.

She continued to run toward the exist, dodging any kind of danger. She hopped over any piece of rubble, ignored any dead body-Andrea's being the hardest to avoid, as the image was unbearable-and tried to pause in her space noticing any explosions occurring up ahead. But when she finally reached the ramp to the second floor, it began to crack, and slightly crumble, and Gen wasn't given enough time to escape it. The floor beneath her collapsed, taking her with it, into the fiery, exploding hell that was the second floor.

"Excuse me, can I help you?" shouted Katarine at the girls.

Genevieve watched Andrea and May look away uncomfortably, though still giggling. She was in complete awe.