The Summoners

Chapter 1

Gemma:

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BOOM!! CRACK!! SCREAM!! BOOM!!

I lie motionless in my bed as the storm rages on. I have never been able to sleep through storms, not since my parents death. I hear the piercing screams of the people outside in acid rain. They now have Yellow Fever.

Yellow Fever had broken out about 400 years ago but told it has been around much longer than that. Some environment flaw happened and now whenever it rains it gives off an acid that causes the disease Yellow Fever.  The Yellow Fever is just what it says, you get a fever, chills, loss of appetite, nausea and muscle pains. I never knew it was contagious but I guess it is. At least 2.5 million people have died from this. We don’t even have a cure for this fatal disease, our selfish government took all the remedies with them and they went anywhere that’s not here because they don’t want to ‘become infected’. Thanks to them I have lost both of my parents and my little brother. They all died right in front of me. And I couldn’t do anything about it, and I hate myself for it. I refused to leave Chicago because what’s the point of running around if I’m just going to die anyway. I shiver as I ply the blankets off of me and roll out of my bed in my brown run down house. All it has is a fireplace, a kitchen, bedroom and a bathroom, that’s all I need to live. This town is a ghost town and I wouldn’t be surprised if I’m the only sane person left in America.

It’s such a small place that I know it inside and out. As I make my way to the kitchen for some breakfast but something frightening catches me off-guard. My front door is opened.

I know I locked it last night! I mean you can’t miss 4 HUGE locks just hanging on your main door. Before I can move or think, the worst flashback possible resurfaces in my mind. I was only six when my parents died. A storm is passing by, a loud roar of thunder echoes in my home that’s when I made a beeline to my mom’s room. “Gem, honey? It’s okay, it’s just a storm. But you know the rule, we need to stay quiet so we won’t be found.” I’ve always loved my mother’s soothing voice. “Honey why don’t you go get Tanner, okay. Remember, don’t run with the baby in your arms.” “Okay mama…” Before I go to my brothers room I catch a glimpse of a white envelope with a big red stamp on it. I shrug off the thought and continue to Tanner’s room. I creak open the door and tip toe to his crib and I’m greeted to see his huge shining dark blue eyes, just like mine. They fit so perfectly on his innocent, chubby baby face. “Hi bubsie! Wanna go into mama’s room? Yea, okay.” After five minutes of struggle I successfully get Tanner out of the crib. Tanner looks so much like our daddy. With the thought a single tear makes it way down my cheek. Our father had died when Tanner was born, he had saved me from touching the rain. At least that’s what mom told me. He took his life to save mine and I will forever uphold that deed. As I walk across the house with Tanner I notice that our front door is opened. I was so scared I almost dropped Tanner. Now I run into my mom’s room just to three figures dressed in black taking my sleeping mother away out the window. I stand there, frozen unable to pry my feet of the wooden floor and hide. I just stand there. My mother being mom-knapped right in front of me. But then I see a little figure, possibly a child or just a really small person. The little person stays behind, shutting and locking the window after the other men leave. The person takes of their mask. It’s a boy, my age too. “Hi, I’m Brian Johnson! I’m sorry they took your mama, and I’m sorry I didn’t help but I didn’t want to get hurt because all they do is hit me.” “It’s okay. You can stay and live with me. Oh my name is Gemma and this is my baby brother Tanner.” After I took care of Brian I lay Tanner back down in his crib. “Hi bubsie. Our mommy is gone, but don’t worry we’ll find her one day. But until then, me and Brian will take care of you, you’ll be okay and I promise; I won’t go anywhere.” I then lay a kiss on his forehead and run back to my room.