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.

25. Chapter 24

Chapter 24- Purging

Joey and his family had escaped the war-torn satanic society, and are nomadically wandering through the remnants of human achievement. He couldn't bear to look back at the destruction of the satanic town and the soldiers risking themselves for nothing and turn to back to meet his demise. The devils had fully claimed another land for converting their religion with a different view of society. There was no longer a form of order in the world, and if there was, it would quickly be crushed and considered blasphemy to the occupying religion and its rebellious members executed for heresy. The devils would have order over society, giving them the order to rule over the sinful and torture them for their defiling of the truth and would never want the pain to end for the blasphemers. Joey looked out to see the destruction along the nearby intersection. He felt the cold air of death and despair from noticing the tattered clothing and clouds of ash and rubble enshrouding the lifeless concrete that will shatter at the hands of the devils. They had not remembered their regards for rummaging for their needs as they had robbed the ruins of an open roadside diner across from the highway, digging at the cold food and crumbs off from the lifeless floor with coffee stains, shattered mugs and plates and glasses amongst the debris of its roof, walls and broken fragments of the glass windows lying on the floor. Despite having no residence in the diner, they could buy and sell, for those who were did not receive the mark could not afford to live, as they were outlaws to the great truths. They were now somewhat nourished, now following a crowd of people through an open town, yet none of them could be identified by their blood caked hands or satanic marks on their arms or foreheads. The people crowded around the family and were quickly being shoved at by the crowds. There was a strange commotion coming from the family, the only ones with the markings, feeling a sudden pain of remorse and revenge towards their sinful acts. They had followed the wrong people. They had followed the devil, and they suffer the consequences even now as they are still alive. Joey stared at only a single individual out of the crowd of wandering patrons. The individual was a young girl, perhaps at his age, and around his height. She donned brown hair with her blue eyes gazing out into the complexities of fear and eternal damnation. She didn't appear to have any parents nearby, or have any adults holding her hand to tell her to follow them to their eternal demise. He stared into her eyes, not affording to speak about his experiences or hear her own amongst the breakdown of the natural order at the hands of the devils. He glanced at her open arm, only to see that she did not have the mark of the beast, as well as her untouched forehead, almost as if she was purified of sin in a world ruled by the beast, yet she could be considered an outlaw for those who disobey the truth. Joey glanced at the trees from across a hill, hoping for the devils not to appear amongst a crowd of frightened individuals that could easily be set off by their mere appearance or sounds of their approaching death march upon the condemned. The crowd simply walked through the town until they saw the likeness of an offshore ferry that could carry but a hundred of them. After walking over a railroad, preceding the clutter of crinkled newspapers and a few cars off in the roads that couldn't start up, they heard the loud emphatic voice of the beast ringing in their ears and pervading through all those who could hear in the crowd. A flock of about a few hundred birds cawed and flew off out from the trees upon hearing the cry of approaching death of not one, but three devils. Three could be heard and seen in the distance along with their blinding green lights glowing on the herd of fleeing, frightened humans. The people started running from the beasts that were striding down the hill bellowing their cries and with the tremors of their thuds shaking the ground perhaps a few hundred meters away from the crowd. The crowd of people and a few cars flocked to fill the ferry with constant fear and apprehension. The ferry raised its bridges and began moving out into the open water in hopes of escaping the devils. People leaped onto the ferry until they had to jump and fall into the cold water and hastily swim. The family was one of the last few people to get on along with hundred or so people and a few cars. The people on the ferry stood motionlessly as a foggy cloud passed over them, praying that the devils would not follow them. The blaring roars of the devils slightly deafened, almost as if they were urging themselves to wade into the deep water to uphold a naval death march over the blasphemers wading in the water or escaping the beasts by boat. The captain of the ship noticed that something odd was disrupting the movement of the waves, urging him to slightly turn his vessel. The water rumbled and the ground below shook the passengers, almost as if an earthquake was happening. Suddenly, another one of the beasts appeared along the deep water and strode toward the ferry's starboard bow, bellowing in front of a frightened, screaming crowd along its gallows, towering over the miniscule ferry at its full height. It slightly upturned the ferry and began to jab at its hull with a single arm. People were slipping off the ship and were forced to jump off the slowly sinking vessel. The cars slipped off the ferry into the cold waters, their passengers locked inside, pushing against the windows as they slowly drowned. The last of the people jumped off to safety seconds before the entire ship was nearly submerged at the mercy of the devils. One of the beasts revealed its weapon and fired it at the right side of the ship, causing a powerful explosion that killed a dozen people who still were too frightened to act as the glowing sign of death brightly shined seconds before their destruction. The lights of the burning ferry had still brightly shined in the dark waters, but they soon died off at the merciless fate of ever-enveloping darkness. The family jumped off the ship and swam away from the beast. Its lights blinded the once-occupants of the ship as it began to fish out the survivors of the incident with their many arms, strangling them and thrusting them into their metallic cages, before still bellowing to urge the other three devils to come for their sinners. Another one of the machines revealed and quickly fired its death ray upon one of the wading humans, scorching the blasphemer to death and warming the water with the sizzling smoke and heat from the beam touching the water. The victim's remnants likewise never surfaced. Joey's parents were slightly far away from him, shouting for him, for he paddled slowly. He turned away from the destruction and looked at the mark of the beast that plagued not only his arm, but his soul as a whole. He inhaled deeply and dived under the deep water, hoping to avoid being caught by the devils. He opened his eyes and couldn't see clearly in the murky water. He turned to look at the nearby sunken cars and their drowned occupants. He looked down to only see the slowly plummeting wrecked ferry come into view. He looked up at the surface of the water, watching the arms of the devils fish out the humans and the slowly sinking cars. Flashes of searing radiation from the laser beams flickered above the surface upon the blasphemers. He could faintly hear the sounds from only a few feet under. The ferry became larger in his eyes as he narrowed down upon the seabed. He quickly noticed a bent, charred railing and held onto it tightly, unaware that his air supply was quickly diminishing from him. Strange darkened metallic structures wandered over the ground that quickly became the leggings of the beasts to him, passing over the ferry, rising and falling upon the seabed. He turned his head toward the marking and tried to wipe it off. He got most of it off, yet brief blots of the blood of the number 666 had still hardened after being on his arm for only a few hours as a small imprint of eternal pain and suffering. He turned his head to see a shadow slowly becoming recognizable. He saw the girl again, like she was on the surface, underwater with him, swimming down to hold onto the opposite railing. Her eyes slightly opened, gazing out at him. Her darkened hair swished in the water. Joey could not imagine that she could have gone to the depth that he did, or stay down long enough to get down without support. He never even saw her on the ferry. The girl stretched her arm to touch his, and rubbed the marking completely off his arm. She smiled, yet she could not speak, but she could already show her expression through her warm, contorted smile. Suddenly, Joey felt light-headed and his lungs were crushing him. He let go of the railing and quickly swam up to the surface and exhaled deeply, not seeing the girl coming up at all as he breached toward the surface. He saw his parents and waded through the water to meet his parents on a shore nearby. He looked out to see if the young girl was up by the surface, still alive with them, probably in his state at the moment, gasping for breath and tiring from the movement while he still felt like he couldn't move anymore. Other than that, he thought that she could have drowned or have unexpectedly been caught by the devils when surfacing. Joey splashed water on his parents and wiped off the rest of their satanic marks. The parents were annoyed at first, yet relived of the pain and suffering made on those who worshipped the beast. He tiredly followed his parents to the top of a nearby hillside to see the machines stalking, marching over the hillside, causing pain and suffering, killing people, bellowing their cries of death, and overall inciting fear and terror into the residents of their presence.