I've thought and decided to make a new story called "The Rift"
In 2010 there is an explosion of energy, a ball of energy which is referred to as a "second sun". It distorts time and sends peoples minds to the future in shock-waves of energy; the future is 2020 when people find out that its not the best future. A virus has broke out and left 85% of the world into mutants, the world has decayed and the skies are red with poison. Some called it an accident, some said it was the rapture and the ball of energy was a warning from god, when actually the ball of energy was a rift; it was a crack ion time caused by a event that should have happened. The shock-waves happened every 3 hours, dragging peoples minds from 2010 to 2020. Now people had researched and found out that the rift wasn't a warning, it was the cause of the rift its self an anomaly which was explained. The future was ravaged with radiation caused by the rift, which caused people to mutate. But the rift then something horrible happened, the rift started to grow in size 2010 was becoming 2020. Humanity now had to make a choice; the way to get rid of the rift is to destory it by destorying the present day at the right moment. All of the worlds nuclear weapons could be detonated while the shock-wave is happening, in which the rift would not consume the world and leave it to a horrible demise with the mutants. Humanity could rebuild in 2020. Before they the shock-wave happened a man burst through the door and said:
"LET IT HAPPEN!" People questioned what he said but his words were "a rift takes people to parallel universes the people on the other side weren't mutants, they're us in another universe and the rift is there creation. Only the side effect is that both universes collided and humanity is being mixed with the parallel humanity, the only way to correct this is to seal off the rift and the only way to do that is to go into the eye of the storm.
"LET THE RIFT GROW! It will correct everything! It will cancel itself out!" the rift grew as people were flung into the rift they could see the rift explode from the inside. The rift then flung into itself and sent out a shock-wave of energy, as its last bit of energy it flung out of itself. People were scarred by the rift; some people went mad; others went on with there lives; and the rift was just a story to tell there children...
So whatcha think good

Improved the punctuation, added it in other words, hope this helps

Mal

P.S I know I missed alot... I'm tired -.- zzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZzzzzzz

I still am having trouble reading it.

Please use spacing and punctuation, it'll help your readers out.

It's.... better. but's there's one big problem.

Why start at the ending? It doesn't make sense and why would anyone want to read it if you're just going to post the end?

like star wars they started the middle first that's what I'm kinda doing

Unless the ending is the beginning.

The landlord sighed as he heard someone arguing upstairs. Sighing, he lifted his large form off the sofa, pulling his trousers back up.

The scruffy hero at the bar heard them walk in, there heavy footsteps identifying them. They were standing right behind him, waiting for him to turn around. There was a clinking noise as he took a sip of his scotch on the rock, one of the burly men reached for the whisky glass, but the hero smashed the glass into the brutes face, causing the brute to stumble back covering his bleeding nose.
"Gentlemen, mind if we take this outside?" The Hero unbuckled the sheath at his hips as he strolled to the door, the remaining two foes following him closely.

Malcome crept up the long corridors on the dusty catacombs. Elizabeth was at his shoulder constantly for fear of being left behind in the dark. Malcome lowered the burning torch to look at a decoration next to a dead warlock, it was a Golem holding a large, two handed axe. Up the blade of the weapon were runes, written in gold against the cold steel of the blade. Elizabeth could not resist the temptation to touch the blade, to test it's edge.
Nothing happened. Malcome gave her a cold stare of "I told you not to touch!" and she recoiled, stunned. Malcome turned away to continue their journey into the heart of the world, when the axe began to shake within the Golem's grasp.
"Watch Out!" Elizabeth cried as the axe snapped free of the stone grip and flew at Malcome. Malcome dived out the way of the swinging axe, rolling on his shoulder to end in a crouching position. The axe reversed in it's path, approaching Mal's head at a rapid speed. Snatching up a broom which had been rested against the wall, next to a bucket, Mal brought the handle up defensively as a makeshift staff. The axe easily cut through the broom smugly, missing Mal's face by a hair's breadth.
Again and again the axe came at him, each time he dodged it, being forced to back towards the wall. A discarded humerus bone caused Malcome to fall backwards, his head crashing against a sarcophagus. Lizzy screamed at him to move, but he was unconscious as the axe swung down as the invisible assailant commenced the death blow. At the last possible second Malcome's eyes opened and he rolled to the right and the axe embedded itself within the ancient Warlock.
"I told you not to touch." He laughed lightly, out of breath.

SX its simple people then develop the story, like star wars they started the middle first that's what I'm kinda doing

The BHB Imploded and swallowed their planet and ours the human race had ceased to exist, but the creatures which would have haunted the universe, had been obliterated Aswell and so ends the tale of the sacrifice which had saved the universe by one species, and even though the human race were a savage race they gave their life's for the greater good.

I have seen several good stories where the writer has began from the middle, and in a couple of cases minutes before the end. But I have not read a good story anywhere which starts at the end. David Gemmell, ("The acclaimed king of fantasy") wrote one story set after the story itself, the main character telling it as a story to a dying soldier. He found it too hard and cheated a little:
he wrote one page of Druss (the main Character) sitting on the walls of Dros Delnoch talking to the soldier telling him to hang on until the medics could arrive, Druss told the soldier that he would tell the soldier the tale of his first adventure. Then at the end of the book, the last chapter is back on the walls of Dros Delnoch with Druss telling the end of his tale, when a medic comes over, sits next to Druss and tells him that the soldier had died in Druss's arms as he told his tale. Druss says to the medic that he was telling the story to himself as much as to the soldier...
That was way off topic ^^; but where do you go from there? Unless you want to be quoting the raven with darkness and nothing more, I cannot see how this story could continue.

When I said that, I meant the story as a flashback. A good example is one of my favorite movies. Forrest Gump. It starts at the "ending" and tells the story up to that point of the "ending", then continues on with the story....
I'm not sure that make's any sense...