This is my first story or whatever so tell me what you think :) Short Prologue It had been 2 years since that incident. The day that got Axl in prison. He was sitting on a bench in his cell, until a guard slid the door open wide. He pulled out a syringe and sat by Axl. "It takes 15 minutes until the poison digs in," he told him. Axl had no response he just stared out through the window at the sun setting. After being injected the guard stood up and slowly walked out of the cell. Axl had been put on death row after his trial. He had killed the President. He knew it would get him on death row, but Axl wasn't afraid to die. Five minutes in Axl began to sweat a little he looked out at the moonlit night sky. He looked at the stars shine through the window. He scowled and turned away. Five more minutes later. Axl was beginning to look pale. He felt sick to his stomach. Like someone had punched him in the gut with brass knuckles as hard as they could. H looked at his veins noticing they were seen green even on he outside. Five minutes later. He felt nothing. The poison faded from his body. He was curious. How am I not dead. He stared out at the night sky a small grin on his face. That was a small short prologue to give you a gist of the story. I'll try and get the first chapter out soon.
I personally m also writing a book. If this helps, try to explain what's happening. If you describe each thought, and each movement Axl feels, it will get the reader to say "What?!? How did he survive THAT?"