War Of The Worlds Book 1: The First invation

by FlamingHotshot

S: A distant life comes to earth to take it over and harvest human blood. Can 15 year old Jesse survive, or will she subcomed to the Martians? A/N: This is based off of the novel by H.G. Wells, and Stevens S movie, I own nothing exept for my characters

2. Chapter 2

I own nothing exept my characters

War Of The Worlds

Book 1

The first Invation

Chapter 1: The day before the invation

I was walking down the street towards my parent's house. I had my black long sleeved on. I had a red dragon shirt over it and then I had a grey bottoned shirt over both of them. I also wore black baggy jeans and red and black shoes. My messy short brown hair blowed slightly in the wind and my soft brown eyes scanned the area. I was visiting my parents and my older brother in Altoona Pennsilvanya.

I will only see my parents for a day though because my parents Is going to meet with my foster parents in Boston. So now, it will only be me and my older brother, Jason. We don't really get along much.

I walked up onto the porch and knocked on the door. It opened to reveal my mom who imiddietly hugged me.

"Oh Honey, its so good to see you! How long has it been?" she asked. "About a year or so." I answered.

"Dan! Jesse's here!" my mom called over to my father who was, I guess, sitting on a chair. My father walked over and hugged me. "Look at you now. You have grown. Come in! We were just about to eat dinner. Jason, your sister's here!" shouted my dad. Jason walked down the stairs and glanced at me, then went into the dining room. I looked down, knowing for sure that my older brother still hates me.

"After dinner, your Father and I will need to go to the airport." Said my mom and I just nodded. My throughts turned to my friend, Ray Ferrier. Yeah he is older then me and has two kids I have still yet to meet, but he is kinda like a father or an uncle to me.

After a rather quiet supper, I watched as mom and dad drove off. I sighed and sat on the couch and turned on the TV. I was watching the news and nothing really out of the ordinary happened. Just the same thing, arrests, deaths, all the same as before. My Brother walked in and sat on the chair, far away from me.

Jason and I don't really like each other all that much. I looked at the clock and saw that it was almost nine o'clock already. Jason noticed and turn of the TV.

"You, in bed, now." He said and I sighed and got up and went to my room. I got changed and slipped under the nice and warm covers.

I slowly drifted off to sleep, unaware that this will be the last good sleep I will get for somewhat a long time.