Into The Void

1. Where It All Started

(Amelia's POV)

It was just a normal night for us; me and my brother Dane where sitting on the floor watching tv, while our parents, Emily and Miles sat on the couch behind us. We where watching the Terminator, when I had to go to the bathroom, so I got up and started walking down the hallway to the bathroom, when I saw something move in my peripheral vision.

I walked over to a small crack in the baseboard near the bathroom door and kneeled down in front of it, when a spider crawled out of the crack, heading towards me. I let out a scream of horror as I jumped back and started to feel my eyes, chest, and hands get hot. Suddenly, I felt a wave of energy come crashing over me as it shot through our small apartment, traveling through the walls, causing everything to shake, and blast away or fall down with a loud crashing sound. I sat there on my knees, motionless as I slowly tried to take in what had just happened.

I got off of my knees and ran back down the hall, calling for my mom. It was then I saw what I had done; everything was messed up. The walls in our normally clean apartment where now decorated with gashes and holes. The floor littered with broken glass, tables, the tv, and the couch; it was as if everything had been forced away from me. I looked around petrified, as I saw it; the bodies of my parents lay on the floor, bloodied and lifeless.

I let out a gasp of horror as I ran over to them.

"Mama! Papa!" I screamed, shaking them trying to wake them, but my attempts where futile as a wave of realization washed over me; they where dead,both of them. The thought of my brother immediately came into my mind as I got up and started to look for him, stumbling over the broken glass, tables, and anything else that was in my way. "Dane!" I cried out, and as I entered the kitchen, I saw him. He was slumped over our dinner table.

Behind him was a bloodied hole in the wall, big enough to for his head to fit; he had been blown against the wall, hit his head, and ultimately died on impact. I stumbled over to him, tears now streaming down my face as I tried to wake him up. "Dane! Dane please!" I cried out to him. I wanted him to wake up, to tell me that everything was going to be okay. He lied there lifeless as I continued to shake him, but just like my parents, nothing.

I cried as I closed my eyes and covered my ears, hoping that this was all just a bad dream and that I would wake up to find that they where still alive, but when I opened my eyes, the body of my brother was still there. I sat in front of him, continuing to cry my heart out; my only family was dead, and it was my fault.

As I sat in front of Danesobbing my heart out, I started to hear footsteps behind me. I whipped my head around to see a man with brown hair, a white shirt, and black pants. I was confused; "who was this man?" I thought. He walked over to me, a look of fake pity took over his face, but I didn't realize, as he looked at me. I continued to cry as I lunged forward into the arms of this unknown man. At that point, I didn't even care who I was getting comfort from, I was a 7 year old girl that had just lost her entire family, the identity of this man that was comforting me didn't even matter anymore.

"Don't worry, you'll be okay... everything's going to be alright, I'm going to help you" the man soothed me, wrapping his arms around me. I cried into his shirt as he hugged me, and at that moment, I actually believed the mans words, that everything was going to be okay.

Oh how wrong I was.