Chapter 1
It was a cold day when he opened his eyes, he was lying in the snow and a small figure was looming over him, the figure had warm clothing and it touched his left cheek with it's frozen, fuzzy hand.
Tom sat up and the small figure stepped back. " Sorry," the figure muttered. Tom rubbed the snow from his eyes, and he saw a kid not over twelve, he had red hair and his skin was as white as the snow, he recognized him as his younger self when he didn't know what was right or wrong.
"Are you cold, Mister? "the boy asked, concerned. " No, no, might you tell me the date? " The boy tilted his head as if he were confused. " What year is it? "
The boy's eyes were keen as he studied Tom. "1990, Why?" he replied not taking his eyes off Tom.
"What day is it, what month? " Tom's eyes widened as he recognized that year.
"It is Friday the fourth and it is December." The boy's face showed concern, "Are you sure you're okay? "
Tom's eyes lit up and he stood up and grabbed the boy as he remembered what had happened tomorrow. He sounded crazy, he remembered. What had happened tomorrow before the day came? Tom shook his head as he heard the boy scream. Tom hid in an empty and dark alleyway; he covered the boy's mouth to muffle the screams that he had made.
"So, What is your name? " Tom looked crazy, he showed crazy as well, but if this was truly his past self, they both were in danger. The boy continued to scream, and Tom thought it would attract the attention of others. "Okay, Okay I'm Tom. I don't mean harm, but I need to know your name just in case." That got the boy's attention, he stopped screaming and said something.
"Winters? Is that your last name?" Tom nodded and the boy was in utter shock. That was his last name too, and his first name was Tom. So was this the future him? The older Tom huffed, and a frost came out of his mouth. The night was already dark, and he could already sense something wrong. He asked the boy again in an urgent tone, "What is your full name? "
The boy replied, "Tom Hingsung Winters." Tom was in utter shock. Was this truly the past him?
"Okay, What I'm going to explain to you is something crazy and it may break your mind, but here we go. I'm Tom Winters and I come from the future, the year 2002, I am here to stop a creature from attacking this town and it wants to eat you, okay?"
The snow started to shine. Past Tom's parents wouldn't care if he went missing, would they?, Tom thought to himself. Nah, Past Tom stared at Thomas like he was insane.
Thomas said, "Call me Thomas and you shall be Tommy."
Thomas stood up and picked up Tommy. He started to run, and he couldn't risk the town getting destroyed again. No, he just couldn't. Thomas felt the cold seeping through his clothes and into his bones. No matter what, he needed to keep Tommy safe, and it seemed like doomsday was coming closer with each step he made.
