Hello Fellow Readers. I am doing a story that I actually had a dream about after a favorite movie of mine! Day After Tomorrow! Because who doesn't like being in another ice age? I mean come on, it's epic! This may not be as good or good at all as my other stories but I'm gonna try anyway. Anyways, please enjoy and review. I don't own the rights or characters to DAT.
Kyle stood there, eyes glued to the sky as the snow kept pummeling the city around him. His eyes stung in the cold, as he walked back and forth on the roof of the building Kyle had managed to make it into only days before before a massive tidal wave washed away much of what he knew of this world. Now, bundled up in many layers of clothing he walked to stay warm. With only one level of the building not underwater now, he had decided to make his way to the roof and take shelter. Only a few days ago he had witnessed many survivors taking to the now frozen over water of the city streets and began making their way out towards Brooklyn. Kyle stood there as the cold icy air bit into his skin, trying his hardest to see as far as he could into the snowstorm. Walking towards the edge Kyle looked down into the alleyway separating him from the library. All he could make out was the dark shapes of cars that had been washed up into the alleyway, he turned away knowing all too well that there was bodies inside. Kyle felt as hot tears began to well up in his eyes as he knelled down and wrapped his arms around himself. Turning his head slightly that's when he noticed it, a small dim light moving around in one of the libraries upper windows.
"It can't be...survivors!" Kyle yelled, his voice muffled from the pounding snow.
Getting up, Kyle walked to the edge of the building and looked into the other, he could clearly see through the falling snow a moving beam of light. Stepping back, he saw the ledge of the library was big enough to stand on.
"Now or never!" he yelled, before running full speed towards the ledge, leaping over the alleyway and onto the library. Instantly gripping onto the side, pressing his body and face against the cold stone.
"Shit, shit, shit!" he muttered softly, starting to shimmy towards the window.
When fully in front of the glass, Kyle leaned his head back and threw his fist into the glass, shattering it instantly. Drawing his hand back in pain, Kyle saw that big glass shards had managed to cut into his gloves.
"Goddammit!" he yelled.
After recovering from the initial shock of pain, Kyle crouched down and jumped into the room, as cold if not colder as the storm outside. Looking around him, Kyle saw glass shards everywhere as he pulled the glove off, blood dripping steadily from his fingers and wrist.
"Fuck, how the hell am I going to fix this!" he yelled silently under my breath.
Standing up, he could hear the crunch of glass as he stepped towards the doorway, till Kyle suddenly heard voices close by. Silently stepping towards the wall he pressed his body firmly against it as he grabbed the doorknob with his hand and slowly turned it, careful not to make noise. Opening it slightly he looked down a dark hallway, the only light coming from the occasional window. That's when he noticed three tall dark figures walking around, a flashlight in their hands. Accidentally slipping on some ice on the floor, Kyle let out a yelp as he grabbed onto the wall for support.
"Goddammit!" Kyle yelled, pain shooting up his arm as he realized he had used his bad hand.
Looking up, that's when Kyle saw the beam of light shine right into his eyes as he stumbled backwards, hearing as three pairs of feet ran into the room, and then a pair of arms wrapping around him as he stumbled backwards, catching him. Opening his eyes, all Kyle could see was spots of light as he felt himself being lowered to the floor gently.
"I knew I heard glass shatter down this hall!" A woman said.
"A survivor! How can it be?! We saw everyone leave a few days ago!" A deep voiced male said a bit farther off.
"He's hurt! His hand is bleeding, and his forehead feels freezing to the touch! We gotta get him to the others quickly! Don't worry, were gonna help you!" A man said comfortingly, picking Kyle up.
Kyle felt as they all ran out of the room and down the hallway. After losing so much blood, Kyle felt himself growing increasingly dizzy as he felt himself being carried up stairs and then ran down a hallway once more. Turning his head to the side, Kyle could lightly make out a door with light shining underneath, and soon he heard as one of strangers opened the doorway and lead him into the room, setting him down beside a fireplace on a couch.
Kyle could hear gasps of shock and hushed voices as he saw more figures crowd around him.
"Give him some room! He's injured! J.D get me some water! Laura get me something to cover his hand! Hurry guys hurry!" Kyle heard the comforting voice yell out.
Before long Kyle felt as someone dabbed a warm cloth to his forehead and then someone began wrapping his hand.
"AH!" Kyle yelled out in pain, trying to squirm away only to feel a pair of hands hold him down as he continued to feel someone wrap his bleeding hand.
"It's okay, it's okay! I'm just wrapping it so you don't lose to much blood." He heard the same voice say.
Kyle tensed his body up as the pain continued to shoot up his arm and down his spine, but stopped squirming around. Soon he felt as the wrapping stopped and he opened his eyes again, the spots almost gone from being blinded earlier. Kyle could see there was a whole group of people surrounding him, staring at him like he was some kinda lost treasure.
"W-who are you guys?" Kyle managed to stutter out.
Kneeling in front of him was a young man, probably 18-19 years old. He had light blue eyes with messy brown hair that was spiked up.
"Hi my names Sam Hall." the young man said.
"And my names Laura!" Said a energetic woman with long brown hair, smiling down at you.
"My names Brian." Said a annoyed looking man with glasses and a skull cap.
"And my names J.D." Said a older looking teen, the tallest of them all.
"My names K-Kyle. Thank you for helping me out. You don't know how good it feels to see other people alive!" Kyle said, smiling down at the others.
Eventually the rest of the group went around and told them their names as well, Kyle listening intently as they all told their story of how they got trapped in the library.
"Come on guys, lets all let him rest. I'm sure he's had enough excitement for today." Sam said to the others, who all nodded and went about their business, leaving Sam beside Kyle.
Kyle watched as Sam kept pressing a damp cloth to his forehead wetting his blonde hair, smiling down at him tenderly.
"Your still really pale, do you feel alright?" Sam said worriedly.
"Just a bit dizzy is all, and besides my hand I feel fine. Still a bit cold though." Kyle said back, smiling that someone was showing concern for him.
"Well, hopefully this fireplace heats you up quickly. Sorry about your hand though, I didn't mean to cause you further pain." Sam said, looking down to the cloth covering Kyle's hand.
"It's okay, I'm just glad I found all of you. I was stuck on that roof for what seems like forever. It got so cold and lonely." Kyle said, looking up at the ceiling as he thought about the past few days.
"Well now you have us. We will look out for ya!" Sam said cheerfully, squeezing Kyle's good hand causing him to smile.
"Well sleep for now, tomorrow we will get you better acquainted." Same said softly, earning a nod form Kyle.
Kyle watched as Sam got up and walked over to the others, laying his head back down, Kyle was happy to let a deep sleep come to him.
So I'm not sure how I did! But please review and let me know if you think I should continue this! :D