I find myself looking upwards the tallest skyscraper in the city as it gleams back at me. The skyline has always been my favorite view. Moving away will be quite mental shock won't it. Of course Denver never was perfect. I glance at the homeless people near the edge of the train station.

*Swoooosh*

A bright white train car glides past me. As the door opens I step inside and take a seat.

"Jay! Aren't you supposed to be at the library right now?"

Not my fault this time. I quickly open my mouth to reply to my brother, Sam.

"It got cancelled and wouldn't you know I don't feel like getting trapped under enough snow to kill an elephant"

"Lazy..." *Mumbles*

I don't bother to reply. I take a look out the window of the car and see something strange.

"Isn't the snowstorm due in a couple of hours?"

I try to hide my worry but my brother knows me to well.

"Call your friends. Make sure they are out of the streets. Our shelter is stocked so we can have some people over."

A dark storm cloud could be seen just over the mountains, I check my phone, 3:30. Yeah it's a couple hours early at least. We sit in silence until the train slows to a stop.

"The train isn't in the station yet," My brother has a worried expression on his face.

"Let's ask around."

We both stand to ask if anyone knows why we stopped so early.

•BOOM•

Everyone is jerked forward and I'm hurled into the seat in front of me. My ears ring steadily as I rise to my feet.

"Is everyone okay?!"

My brother doesn't seem injured as he's calling out to the other dazed passengers. I nearly fall again but I'm steadied by an old man with a trench coat.

"Don't move. Don't speak. We may just survive this yet."

His deep and almost chilly voice make me listen to what he's trying to say.

"You have potential, I'm going to leave you here for a minute to find the remains of the bomb."

Bomb?! I whip my head around to get a better look at the man but he disappeared, almost like magic. I look around the train car but I don't see him anywhere. I do notice something odd, no one is moving. After my brother asked his question none of the passengers seemed to have risen. I peer out the window, a white wall greets me.

"A white out..."

I look on in wonder. This is quite rare to have a complete white out.

*Shreeeeik*

What sounds like metal scraping against metal pierces my ears. I drop down below the chair, I don't feel like meeting whatever made that sound. As I'm about to silently wave at my brother to move too, the door to the car is crushed and tossed aside.

"Find them! Kill the mages. The boss will be pleased to know that we found two mages on one train! Haha."

I peek at my brother again. His eyes are glazed over and he seems to be frozen in place. I was about to wave again when a giant white wolfs head appears between us. I freeze and belatedly realize what the old guy was talking about. I stare at the white beast and try to appear as still as possible. The beast takes a long look at me and keeps moving.

"Whew..."

I sigh in relief and prepare to sprint into the row where my brother is frozen when I hear it. A quiet sobbing. I army crawl to the edge of my aisle and gasp at the scene before me. The old man is standing in front of a little girl, she is wearing an over sized trench coat. But what caught my eye was the 7'0 foot tall werewolf standing before the old man.

The old man pulls out the what looks like a handgun and aims it at the wolf.

"How did you find us. Scratch that you can just die."

In a flash the old man opens fire and the wolf hurls itself at them both. A bright red flash fills my eyes as the wolf crumples to the ground a glaring bullet hole through it's head. The old man turns around and covers the little girls vision. I slowly get up and proceed to duck back down when the old man whips around aiming the gun at my forehead.

"Hold your fire! It me, that one kid you gave advice to!"

"How are you still alive? Thought you would have panicked and given yourself away."

No thanks to you. I contemplate how I could have ended up stuck with a killer grandpa.

"You still there or did you pass out."

"Still trying to decide that for myself actually."