Chicago Disaster
Chapter 1
It is a rainy afternoon in the Windy City of Chicago. The rain starts out intense and heavy. It batters against the windows and shell of a black limo, which drives down the highway, leading to the United Center (U.C.), where the local team of the Chicago Blackhawks play hockey.
In the vehicle, sit three of the team's star forwards: Patrick Sharp sits between Patrick Kane and Jonathan Toews. The three are battling one another in a video game. They are really into it.
“Sharpy, I will win against you this time!” Patrick Kane exclaims.
“Go Kaner! Get him!” Jonathan cheers on.
“Stay out of this To-es!” Patrick Sharp snaps.
“Sharpy, move over, you're too close to me and I don't like it! I like my personal space, you know that!” Jonathan whines.
Patrick Kane attempts to take the device back from his teammate, who has twisted away from him. “Sharpy, it's my turn, gimmie the thing! It's my turn!”
“Kaner, you can try all you want, but I'm still going to kick your ass! You just can't beat me, Peeks!” Patrick Sharp leans farther away, keeping the device out of the grasp of the younger Hawk.
“Wait!” Jonathan calls.
Patrick Kane and Patrick Sharp turn to face their captain, freezing in place.
“What is it Tazer? I'm about to kill Sharpy for the first time!”
“Did you hear that?”
“What?” the two Patricks ask.
“It sounded like a-----”
Suddenly a deafening crack splits the air and the vehicle fills with smoke and fire. Another loud crackling sound goes off. The vehicle erupts again. When the smoke clears, Patrick Sharp crawls from the rubble. He scrambles to his feet, only bleeding from a scratch on his cheek.
“Kaner? Tazer?”
He kicks at the debris, finding no sign of his teammates. He is horrified and worried. He may argue with his teammates, but he loves both Patrick and Jonathan a lot.
“KANER!! TAZER!!”
Patrick Sharp drops to his knees. He gazes horrified around him. Who would do this to his teammates? Better yet, where were his teammates? There were no bodies or signs that they were dead, but they had vanished!
A shimmering light catches his eye, as he glances down at the remains of the transport vehicle. He brushes off the dust and picks up his phone. The game was still paused on the screen. Patrick Sharp clutches his phone tightly, looking up slowly and lifting his head, proudly.
“I'll find you kids, I promise!”
Patrick Sharp walks away from the scene, with a purpose. He clutches onto the phone.
Notes
Sharpy, Kaner and Tazer!! Dynamic Trio!! :)
