Emily:Daddy,i'm hungry(she says while playing with her toys).

Jonathan:(Looks at her though the rear view mirror)I know you are hungry dear but could you just

a little bit longer we are almost there.

Emily:But you said that five minutes ago.

Jonathan:I know I know, but this is the last time.Okay?

Emily:Okay daddy.

The moon shed its light on the long bendy road that ran through the dense forest. On the far eastern side was a mountan region that extended to hundreds of kilometres in terms of lenght. On that same road cruised a fifth generation Phoenix Roadster that was truly a beauty to behold. Driving at a speed of about 75 km/hr, Jonathan hoped that he could get his family to the nearest gas station so that he could get them something to eat before they starved to death. He and his wife(Carla) and daughter had gone to visit his in-laws for an eventful three weeks. Thus they were on there way back home.

Carla had been quiet throughout the while journey, mostly looking out in the distance, lost in thought. She places her hand on Jonathan^s left hand and gently rubs it. Jonathan in turn takes his eyes off the road slightly and looks at Carla. Having looked for as long as needed, his eyes are back on the road. After what seemed eternity Jonathan pulls over at a gas station close to its entrance. He looks over to Emily who had just fallen asleep a while back.

Jonathan:(Giving her a slight push to wake her up) Hey Emily wake up, we are finally here.

Emily:(Gently rubbing her eyes) We are?

Jonathan:Yes we are. Stay in the car with mommy as I go out for snacks.(Looking at Carla) I^ll be back soon.

Carla:Okay but don^t take too long.(She gives him a gentle kiss on his cheek)

Jonathan wears his heavy black jacket, hoping that it would be enough to combat the cold temperatures outside. Once he gets out of the comfort and warmth of his car, he begins rubbing his hands together. Before he enters the store, he loooks back at the car where he could see his Carla and Emily play with the dolls. He then enters the store and goes over to the furthest aisle to get some snacks and drinks. Once he^s picked up some bag of chips and a few botles of soda, he makes his way to the counter. There, a young man (most probably in his late thirties) scans the items and charges him ten dirams and 45 krone. Jonathan quickly pays and puts the items in a small bag before rushing to his car.

Jonathan: Hey guys i^m back. Hope I didn^t take too long.(He looks into the car through the windscreen and notices something wrong. His wife and daughter are not in the car. Maybe they went to the bathroom- He thinks to himself) Hey Carla. Emily, are you guys playing a prank on me coz this isn^t funny.(He shouts after they fail to show up for five minutes)

Jonathan^s worries grow by the minute as he continues to wait. Just then, he hears a faint sob coming from the back of the gas station. He heads on there, dropping the snacks and drinks he had bought.

The light from the back of the gas station shines upon the trees at the back but one specific tree had a human impaled to it using metal rods at her hands and feet. Her body was bare and mutilated, with numerous cuts and bruise all over. Half her face, having beeen peeled off exposing her facial muscles. Her eyes stare someplace else, as if she gazes upon a dark void ahead, with no sign of hope within her eyes. Her stomach has been cut open causing her insides to spill out. Though critically injured, she is alive, but barely.

He simply loses all strength he had. He is left speechless, his mind trying so hard to process what the hell he is witnessing. He streches forth his hand. Hoping. Praying. Yearning for what was at the moment ceasing to exist. Her long white silky hair, captivating eyelashes that complemented her almost silver eyes. Her smooth, though almost pale, radiant skin. What happened? What did I do wrong? Why does this have to happen to her? All those questions Jonathan asks himself but there seems to be no answer.

At her mother^s feet kneels Emily. Her body tainted by her mother^s blood. Her eyes the same as hers, empty and devoid of hope. Her body trembles uncontrolably as the thought of losing her mother shatters her.

XXXX:Quite a nice view, isn^t it? 

Jonathan slowly looks behind him as a woman dressed in a large baggy black cloak approaches him. The cloak hides most of her features only revealing her re glowing eyes. In her hand is the same type of metal rod that has been used to impale her wife. It doesn^t take a genius to realize that she was the culprait of the crime. 

XXXX:You know I can tell by the way that you look at me that you realize that i^m the culprait. Not that it^s going to change anything.

In a fit of rage Jonathan dashes towards her aiming to give her a right hook. All seems to be going well until the woman stabs Jonathan on the left side of his abdomen, causing him to bleed profously. Jonathan not wanting to give up attempts to try again but the woman holds him by his hair.

Jonathan:(With a fiery look on his eyes) Why. Why did you do this to my wife?

XXXX:Why, you ask? Because i fricking can.(She says while bringing his face closer to hers before proceeding to bash his head multiple times on the ground before flinging him to the wall)

Jonathan^s face is covered with blood from his injured head. The woman then gets him by the hair again and drags his limp body towards his dying wife. His vision begins getting blurry as he loses more and more blood. As the woman drags him he gets to get a closer look at Emily. That^s when he notices something is wrong.

Jonathan:Emily! Emily!(He shouts hoping to snap her out from what seemed to be a trance)

He gets no response from her.

XXXX:She your daughter? Gotta be sad, really sad. Anyways you should stop trying to communicate with her, she^s already dead. Apparently she died at the time you knelt there like a useless turd. Looks like her heart wasn^t able to handle the shock but who cares. So little man take a closer look at your beautiful wife.(She drags him and liftshis head upto a point wherer he is able to properly view his wife)

There eyes finally meet. Jonathan looks at Carla who lets out a single stream of tears from her functioning eyes. Jonathan then realizes that she isn^t looking at him but her dead daughter below her. She then looks at him for a brief moment before looking at the mysterious woman. Using the last of her strength she gives out a request.

Carla:Plea-se. Pl-e-a-se (She coughs up blood from her mouth) KILL ME.

XXXX:(Breaks out into a laughter upon hearing the request) You are a funny one you know that. I mean I will kill you, I mean that is what I came here to do but damn! I never expected you to actually beg me to. Like, who does that? Anyways I am not so rude as to not honour your final request.(She stretches forth her hand and the poles she used to brutally wound Jonathan is drawn into her hand )

Jonathan:(Struggling to speak properly) Please,don^t kill her. I beg of you.

XXXX:Lookie here, looks like pookie bear over here doesn^t want to end your suffering. Now now, this is no time to be selfish. Okay? Besides, she^s going to die anyways.(The woman proceeds to insert the pole into her stomach and drive it out of her mouth. As she does that, Carla lets out her final cries as Jonathan uses the little strength he has left to try and stop her. He tries to stop her but ultimately fails. The end result is a bloody mutilated corpse that had a pole shoved coming out of its mouth)

At that point he had lost all hope. The death of his wife and six year old dauhgter breaks his sanity to the point he begins screaming and laughing like a mad man. The woman lets him go and he falls had, hitting his head on a rock. The now deranged Jonathan laughs as he promises his now dead wife and daughter a trip to the amusement park they had all yearned to go to. He looks over to the side where he sees his daughter^s face. Her reminesant tears breaks him out of his sanity, bringing back his heavy sense of pain and guilt. He then starts losing conciousness. The lady tuches his neck and brands him with a mark.

XXXX:For the sake of keeping things interesting, this mark will be my present to you. If you survive this then that means you^ll start hunting me so yaaaaay. Anyways bye bye and hope i get to see you soon. If your lucky enough you might bump into him. Don^t keep me waiting.(She disappears)

Jonathan loses conciousness.

Transition.

Jonathan wakes up a week after the incident. The police try their

best to try and find clues of who the culprait may be but end up in a dead end. Not being able to handle the loss of his family, Jonathan quits his job as Chief Investigator and turns into an alchoholic. His helth gets worse and worse and he eventually ends up shutting himself in his house. He tries so many time to commit suicide but the image of his wife and kids prevents him from doing so. He has reached the point if no return.

XXXX:This certainly does make things more interesting. I wonder how he^s fairing on on the other side? Oh wel, I^ll be waiting. For both of you that is.

TIS BY FATE^S HAND THAT ALL OF US ARE AT HER MERCY

FOR IT IS FROM THE CODE THAT WE COME FORTH FROM

AND TO THE CODE SHALL WE RETURN.

" Paint the sky red"

NEXUSIS CODE.

"Red as the blood shed"

ENTER THE FIRST:

"The carnal human nature demands it"

THE 

 SCARLET REBELLION.