Author's Note

"Cry 'Havoc!', and let slip the dogs of war."

Everything that Lucas had once known was burned to ashes in front of him. His humanity, his morality, and his best friend. He inhaled the sickening smoke of his already thinning sanity that circled around him before plunging into the darkness of his own mind. It was no longer Lucas in control. It was pure, untamed, Havoc.