Dusted

The specks of dust floated around the air. It happened in almost an instant. One minute, the streets were filled with noises of honking overlapped chatter, the next it was filled with screaming, crying. They all just turned into dust. James looked around, confused. He walked around, looking for any sign of life. "Hello? Is anyone there?" James yelled. Only his echos responded. "Hello? Anyone?" Nothing. James went into a convenience store, looking to see if anyone was in there. "Hello?" Inhuman growls responded. "H-hello?" The growling suddenly stopped. 

 "Weird." James said. When James turned around, right in front of him there was a creature with sharp teeth, no lips, and blades coming out of its arms. It growled at James. "What the-" the thing shrieked at him. "Oh!" James turned around and ran. A voice behind him yelled "Get the human!" More of the creatures started to chase after him, toying around with him as he ran. James quickly ran up a staircase in a building, still being chased. Eventually he got to the top, but he was cornered. The creatures growled at him, creeping closer. James tried to back away, but the edge met up with him. The creatures crept closer.

"Hey!" A voice sounded behind the creatures. The creatures whipped around, only to be met with an explosion. James tripped and fell, catching himself on the ledge. There were sounds of blood splattering and gunshots. A hand yanked James up. "Follow me!" Said the man. He was in his 30's, wearing full S.W.A.T armor, and had a New York baseball cap on. James followed him down the building.

More of the creatures started attacking them, but the S.W.A.T man started to shoot at them, blood spraying everywhere. "Quick, get to my van!" He pointed to an armored van not too far from where they were. The guy continued to shoot as James ran toward the van, opening the door. The S.W.A.T guy pushed James in, then he jumped in the van, starting it. As he drove, he ran over as many of the of creatures as he can. "Do you have to hit all of the, uh, CREATURES!?" James asked. "Yep." He replied. After a while of being chased, they made it out of the city. "Hey, you got a name?" Asked the S.W.A.T guy. "Y-yeah. James. James Chaffer." James replied. "I'm Kurtis Skype. NYPD S.W.A.T." They pulled over, and Kurtis started to clean James's wounds. 

"What just happened?" James asked. "I'm not sure, kid." He replied. "But I think this, dust thing might be nationwide." James looks at him, surprised. "Nationwide!?" He spoke. "Maybe even worldwide." Kurtis replied. James looked out the window. "Everyone's gone..."

"Where are we going?" James asked. "Away from Jersey, that's for sure." Kurtis replied. Pain shot through James's head, making him groan. "You okay, kid?" Kurtis asked. "Yeah, just a migraine." It worsened. James clutched his head in pain, groaning. A figure appeared in his head, wearing a huge hat, with lightning all around him. "I have saved your souls, but I cannot save your lives." The figure said in a deep, echoing voice. James clutched his head in pain, groaning. "Kid!?" Kurtis says. "Go to the Sioux Nation. Get the others." Said the figure. In pain, James blacked out.