The Final Destination: Heaven or Hell
Now, the sequel to my popular Final Destination fanfic can finally begin properly. I hope you all enjoy it.
Copyrights: I do not own the Final Destination series or any of its characters.
Chapter 2: Highway to Hell
It was a quiet morning, almost like any other, as Kimberly Burke was getting to head out on a Spring Break trip with her friends. After bidding farewell to her father at her house, Kimberly set off for the open road, not aware her fate was about change for the worse. As Kimberly was on the road, she and her friends eventually ended up stuck in a traffic rut behind a red light. While waiting for the line to move, she was suddenly startled by a old woman menacingly slamming her hands against the window, staring at her while grasping a bag of cans. Staring back in confusion, Kimberly then turned back towards the road as the bag of cans collapsed open, and the old woman bent down to retrieve them.
"Hey, shouldn't you help your mother with that, dude?" one of the boys in the car said to the other boy.
"Oh, real funny." the boy, named Dano, responded in sarcasm. "Don't expect me to give you a smoke later 'cause of that."
"Calm down, Dano." Kimberly sighed, while still trying to focus on the road. "He's just joking, after all." At the same time, she noticed a bus running past with a high school football team doing a pep chant inside it. The chant suspiciously sounded to Kimberly like they were saying "Pileup! Pileup!".
"Hello? Kimberly? You still awake up there?" Dano asked.
"Y-yeah," Kimberly lied as she started surfing through the radio, stopping on a news channel first.
"It is the one year anniversary of the Flight 180 tragedy today, and-"
Quickly switching, she finds another station, this time playing heavy rock music.
"I'm on a highway to hell..."
"What's going on?" Kimberly thought to herself. "Since I've woken up this morning, that plane explosion thing seems to be everywhere on my mind. Why should it? It's someone else's problem, isn't it?"
Kimberly wasn't the only person waiting in traffic though. As a police car drove by, Dano openly threw one of his smokes out the window,when it landed on the windshield of the car next to them, where a young woman was driving. Looking towards Kimberly's car, Dano makes a shushing movement towards her, hoping she wouldn't rat them out. Smiling in understanding, the woman says nothing and clears the mess off with her car's windshield wipers. In another car, a teenage boy and his mother are waiting through heading over for the boy's dentist visit. Meanwhile, the roadway was also populated by a recent lottery winner named Evan Lewis, a newly pregnant woman named Isabella, and a motorcyclist named Eugene, among others.
Kimberly then also noticed a beer truck driving past (with the driver driving drunk). The message on its side read Pale Ice Beer: Drink Responsibly. A log truck followed close behind.
"Oh, real responsible, dousche." Kimberly grimaced internally.
Well, I hope that helps set up some of the new cast members in this story (or, rather, reintroducing them). Please review, and prepare for an explosive (literally) update soon!