Alien Hell

by waddledee1013

This story tells of a supposed Martian invasion set in the 21st century, in the eyes and viewings of a young boy who is traumatized by the chaos, to the point that as the world converts itself to giving up itself and as the old order is slowly dying off, he questions of which gods to believe in. This work also borrows from the film adaptation and uses satanic undertones.

21. Chapter 20

Chapter 20- Blasphemy

Joey could not sleep through the night with the constant sounds still in his mind. He saw the aliens like the one he saw last night. He saw a dark desolated world. There were uprooted trees. Few of the trees were burning if not already burnt. The grass and farmland was scorching ash under the bright moon. A dark storm blew across the land. Thunder pounded in the distance. He saw a falling meteor hit the ground. After a few minutes of it being dormant, one of the supposed devils emerged, its machinery following. More of the devils built their machines and marched through the desolated world to find a small town. They fired their lasers upon the populated area. Buildings fell in flames amongst the fleeing populace. People screamed in fear from hell incarnate as the machines stalked the masses. The blaring noises of their voices, stomping, and death rays alerted them of their approach. Statues were uplifted and the stone and glass of nearby churches fell on the nearby sinners. The arms of the devils snatched the innocent lives, carrying them shocked even more so, struggling to break free and could not move out of their grasp. Trucks and cars were wrecked in an instant as the heavy metallic striding legs crushed the vehicles, unharmed by the explosions. Soldiers and tanks appeared at the crash site, firing valiantly at the oncoming machines. The explosive shells did nothing against the force fields, and could not hit the machines inside with every shot. The soldiers retreated from the crash site as their artillery were exploding into flame and taking heavy losses. The machines began to pick off the fleeing men frightened at the mere sight of the towering monstrosities. Slowly retreating tanks were pushed aside or picked up and tossed at the forces. The behemoths continued their death march into the city to kill off the rest of the humans. Few fled on foot. The monsters snatched them from the ground, uncaring for their cries. The machines fired their beams of death upon the masses of people and their cars. Police forces were sent, but easily overwhelmed. The sirens could be heard from a long distance. Fire ravaged the area, along with the smoke that would become sensible in the eyes of the oppressed. The cries of the machines could be heard long after the area was cleansed, along with their movement. The new age of the alien hell would begin in the fire, along with the fear of death being present in all humans and their descendants. All we know and love will succumb to the flames of the alien hell. Joey awakens from the nightmare, frightened at the unknown truth. He sees the remnants of his uncle's basement from looking at the clutter caused by the machines. His uncle arose to greet him once more, as almost as if he never remembered of what he did last night, "Oh, Joey, you're alright. We're going to be fine. We're not going to fall to the devils," "Uncle, I think I should not have told you this, but I don't think we should be here. Don't you see? The things want us to be with them. They want us to go to a better place." "But, Joey, I thought you said that they're devils? And you said that the devils will take us to hell." "No, uncle, they're not devils, they're the servants of the devil, and they will not rest until all of us are burning in hell. They want us to see the hell and the beginning of the end. They want us to worship the better religion. They want to get rid of the people who don't believe in them, and they'll burden others with sin. They want us to follow them or suffer for our actions. My God! It all makes sense now!" "I understand what you're saying, Joey, but I think you're getting a little too crazy now." "Crazy? Oh, no! You were the one shouting at the things last night! And thank God that they didn't come to get you." "There is no God, Joey. There is no more faith in him, because he cannot save us. We are fighting against hell, and we are dying! We are destined to die! We no longer live in heaven! We live in hell! There is only the devil! There is only hell, forever!" "You're right, Uncle! We're all in hell! There is no light! I'm sorry for doubting you!" "I'm sorry, too, Joey! I want to be with you. I want to see the end with you, with the devils, with the truth! I want to see the future of our people!" Joey reimagines the hell on Earth in his vision. Those things would be more widespread. The machines would destroy all resistance to their goal. They had already found a way here and ways to kill us off. They would smite us with their weapons. More devils would emerge from the gates of hell on which their riders would descend on the innocent blasphemers. We may be captured and tortured, as blasphemers, as sins, as devils to them. They want us to see the hell and be forever tortured in it for defying them. We cannot do anything to stop them, so we might as well not run or hide from them. Joey is alarmed at this event. And, seeing the plan in motion again for the umpteenth time, he thought of the need to leave, instead of wait for the end. He kept pondering about it, and his parents finally awoke to see him and Uncle George. "Joey, we should go now. We can't stay here any longer. It's not safe. We don't want to hide like this. We should go somewhere else." "No, Clark, let the boy go. I'll stay here." "But, George, that's suicide. You don't need to do this." Joey slightly moves backward, but he is halted by the hands of his parents." "I'm sorry, Uncle. I can't stay with you. My parents won't let me." "Yes, Joey, I'll stay, without you, without any of you! I need to stay! I need to die! May this soul face its last judgment! May this soul see the truth!" "No, George, you will not see the truth! You will come with us!" "No, damn you! Let me die! You go on without me!" "Fine, George, stay here, and go to hell for all I care! You always were the crazy one! Why do you do this, and why when the whole goddamn world is ending! We've been hearing strange sounds outside! Why come to them? We need to get away from these things! We shouldn't interfere with what they are planning to do with us! We do not need to see the future! We do not want to see the truth!" "Shut up! Shut the hell up, Clark! I don't need you! I have trust in your son, more than you, because he knows the future! Without your life! I want you to go to the things, wherever one is, and see for yourself! You'll understand why they have come here!" "No, I'm not going anywhere near those things! Oh, no! I'm getting as far away as I can from here and I am not stopping until I never see you again, with my son, without you to poison him with your lies! I'll let them do their business and what they've come here for. Why are you making my son hear all your nonsense? You deserve to stay here and die! If you lay one finger on him, I'm sure as hell going to kill you! Then you can see the truth! You belong there anyway! In fact, you can go pay a visit with the devil. I'm sure he's been wanting you to come for a long time now!" "Fine, you bastard! You can go to hell! You detest the truth! You mock a believer of the truth! All of you can go to hell! And Joey, since you're being taught by this bastard, you are led away from the commandments of the one true and must be punished for your acts of blasphemy. Go away from your parents. They've made you a worshipper of the evil one, and he has plans for you and your parents' fate. You will never see the light of day and the truth of the great ones!" "I'm sorry, Uncle, I have to go with them. I can't stay here and wait while we're wasting precious time!" "Fine, Joey, I'm sorry, but, soon, you'll be in hell now, and it will be with a more painful death, for you defy the truth, because of your father, and you need to be good again, and you'll have no mother or father. You must defy your blasphemous family. With that, you'll be alone, free from the infidels and their teachings of the commandments of Satan. Look to the great one instead of the evil one. You'll be fighting for yourself. You will see the hope of humanity and its worth in their great kingdom. And that's how you should…." "OK, George, goodbye now! See you in hell! I'm never seeing your face again! I hope you never see the light! Come on, Joey, let's go….now!" Joey is carried off to his parents' car, conveniently unscathed, with the fear in his mind again.