The Hell Within Us All

Prologue

Alexus stumbled across the war torn ground. Everywhere she stepped resulted in the squishing noise of blood or the snapping of a bone. It sickened her, but she just continued on. She was used to it by now. You cannot rule over a country as powerful as America and be weak. Alexus could see it in the horizon. Where the British looked after their young. She could end this now. Against the dull sky, she could still make out the shape of two of the grey uniforms worn by the Brits in front of a metallic door. Alexus crouched down, then slowly shuffled her way to the target. She lies flat on her stomach when a Brit looks in her direction. She looks at the rifle in his hand. He turns around again. His companion says something, then walks around the building. Alexus smiles. She draws a knife. She slowly raises herself up, then throws the knife at the Brit. Itlodges itself in his skull. Alexus runs towards the corpse. She picks up the rifle and kicks the door down. She storms in, bellowing. She knows where to go. Down the hall, left, up the stairs, down the center and smash the glass. There he is. The boy. Alexus aims the gun at his head. She is going to saveher country. She pulls the trigger. The sound is music to her. She's a hero! The bullet hole materialises itself in the boy's head. Then it's gone. The flesh regenerates itself. Alexus freezes. She hears another note of music, although not as sweet as the previous, then descends to the only place that's true. Hell...