The Sword Hero's

Without Answer

After the battle, I decided to go to Uncle Sam's house. I want to tell all the strangeness that happened today to me, Luka who suddenly disappeared after waking up this morning, especially the strange visual power in the school earlier.

oh yeah. why would I want to ask uncle sam, because in the dream that strange person had mentioned uncle Sam and also about martial arts and branch branch uncle Sam jaganya, because in the dream,so maybe he knows the answer.

oh yeah I forgot to tell you, when I go and go to school I always take the public bus, Mom always offers me to be delivered by car, but I refuse, because my mother's workplace and school didn't go the same way..

Oh if I'm late, the bus that's in front of the bus stop immediately departs, I have to rush there before the bus leaves.

I crossed the road too, because I hurriedly did not pay attention around, from afar saw a large truck with high speed, The driver honked several times hinting to avoid. I was right in the middle of the road, I stared at the truck.No, it was too late.

the next few seconds....

"Jeez, oh.. What happened? what was hit earlier?" The driver got out of the car in panic.

The driver was still confused and asked.

"What was hit by son?"

"I was hit earlier sir."

The driver looked at me confused, not only was he confused I was also astonished, the truck with high speed crashed into my body, but my body did not crash at all, let alone that, let alone that, the slightest pain I did not feel when I was hit earlier.

"Don't joke son, I'm asking you seriously."

The whole person on the street stopped and looked at me confusedly. "how could he be fine after being hit as hard as he was, he didn't even fall at all." say one of the people on the street.

The driver who heard that finally realized that the person who was hit was me, he looked at me for a long time.

"You okay, son?"

"Yes.safe sir, don't worry."

"are you sure?, no injuries?

"Nothing... everything is fine. uh. Sorry, excuse me." I replied saying hunt.

The driver then checked the condition of the Truck, Cover the bottom look sucker after the collision.he then looked at me from a distance with a still confused view.

"It doesn't make any sense.. But nothing is impossible if God wills." he then got back into the truck and left the scene.

"Who are you fighting with?" uncle Sam asked while opening his simple refrigerator.

he then took out two cans of milk, opened the lid of the can and gave one to me.

Now that I'm at my uncle's house, Uncle Sam, after the chase earlier this afternoon, I decided not to go home first, but instead, I want to go to Uncle Sam's house and want to ask him something very important that has been bothering me lately.

I drank one gulp.

"Friends of schoolmates used to bully me"

"Don't do much acting in Yuda's school, your mother will be anxious if she finds out this" uncle Sam began to sit in a chair, right in front of me.

"I didn't do anything uncle, those who beat me. Lucky someone came to help me, she's a girl, but her martial arts are so great, I'm like seeing a hero who's fighting in a movie"

"In this world there is no such thing as a hero, They help others, but the closest people to them who become victims." suddenly the face of Uncle Sam turned moody, coupled with a messy appearance, and the appearance of a mess, long unkempt hair, long bushy beers and whiskers not cut, full of clothes fillings, with a small, stuffy house, Just a small tube TV, just a little tube, one bedroom and a bathroom on the outside, a small refrigerator, a long sofa I sat on, and a chair In front of him, it was clear that uncle sam had lived with hardship for a long time. and I don't know why uncle looks like this, nobody tells me, mom never tells me anything about uncle sam, every time I ask you mom will be angry and reluctant to answer, don't ask uncle sam he's definitely not going to vent, even he'll scold me if I ask.

Uncle Sam was silent for a while, the sound of crickets was heard in the evening.I was still in my position holding a milk can, and uncle was still in front of me.

"Uncle Sam, there's something I want to tell you, and there's something I want to ask you, because it has something to do with uncle" I said with a serious face.

Uncle Sam started looking at me seriously.

"I've been dreaming about the same thing for a week, very strange dreams, I've been dreaming, there's someone who suddenly takes me to a cave, he doesn't look like a bad guy."

Uncle Sam cut my story with a laugh.

" You're this, because you watch movies too often, so get carried away to the dream, so you don't get too....."

"He gave me a sword in a dream" I cut my uncle's words.

uncle fell silent, he started to put the can to the table, the look on his face changed, the uncle arrived nervous, his hands trembling.

"When I heard a voice I did not know where it came from, it said that I was the one chosen to be the next generation who would master the sword, to fight an enemy that is coming later, the sword can give off power, like a shield, a red crystal, or whatever, and it can change shape, and that person knows you, and that person knows you, he said your name, uncle."

uncle still remained silent not responding

"Not only that uncle.today I experienced a very strange event.When I woke up from the dream, I saw the wound on my hand that suddenly disappeared without a trace.. then the incident at the school, when they tried to disturb me several times.My eyes, my hearing was not as usual, I was hit by a big truck at high speed, strangely I was okay, not even the slightest injury I got. it was very...."

"Stop Yuda" cried Uncle snapped.

I fell silent and did not continue any longer, for a moment of silence, I stared worriedly.

"Let me take you home, your mother will be anxious to find you if you haven't come home" said the uncle as he moved from his seat.

he took the car keys on the table, put on his crumpled brown jacket.

signaled me to come out immediately.

"Uncle Sam, if the story of the legendary sword is a fairy tale.Why is your face so pale every time you hear it, what do you have to do with the fairy tale?"

"Yuda.don't make me coerce." said the uncle threatening. Uncle was still standing next to the door holding the doorknob.

We got out of the house and got in the car.

Uncle Sam's car passed one or two cars beside him, the streets were quite crowded with vehicles, car lights and streets illuminated the dark of the night.

there were no conversations or stale bases in the car, no music from the car, uncle didn't like the music, the atmosphere was so quiet in the car, only the sound of vehicles passing by, the view of uncle is still focused forward.

I looked behind the car window at the scene outside, inside my heart I was still asking, Who exactly is Uncle Sam, what is he hiding, Why is he so Emotional when he heard my dream earlier, he said, What happened to his past, there was no one I could ask, uncle lived alone, not married, had no friends, all I knew was that he only had a biological sister, my mother.

A few hours passed, finally reaching My House, the Car stopped Exactly a few meters in front of the house, I opened the Car door.

Mom came out of the house and hugged me

"Where are you from Judah? you're making Mom Worried"

Mom started to take my hug away from me

"I'm taking extra classes Mom, getting ready for next month's exams, because I asked my Uncle last night to pick me up at school"

"Uncle.Thank you for driving me"

Uncle sam replied with a head nod.

"Bu. juda go in first."

"Dear, I've prepared your dinner at the table, change your clothes, and then eat."

I began to move into the house, My psychic was still exhausted from thinking about a Dream that I had not yet found the answer.

Mom's still dealing with Uncle Sam, I look back for a second, then go into the house.

"Thank you for driving the young man home, now you better go, I can't see you yet" said the mother, gently driving the uncle away.

Uncle sam was silent for a long time, his face gloomy. Uncle Sam started getting into the car without saying a word he turned his car around and left.

Mom came into the house and closed the door and walked up to me who was sitting.

"Yuda, didn't I forbid you to see Uncle Sam? why did you meet him? You know how dangerous it would be if you were close to him? This is the last Judah! You can't see him anymore"

"Why mother? Why can't Yuda see Uncle? What's wrong mom? What did my uncle do that my mother hated him so much?

"Yuda is enough! Don't discuss"

"Mother, why? what happened to Uncle Sam's past? Why don't you ever give.."

"Stop Yuda!" the mother's snaps began to cover her face, the mother's voice began to stifle, the cries broke.

I looked at mom with guilt, I shouldn't have to discuss that. Mother was still crying and slowly bowed slowly mother leaned her purse against the wall and began to sit down, mother stared at the table there is a photo with a medium frame, and the, Mother stared for a long time while holding back her tears spilled more.

He took the photo with tears that could not be held, the mother cried louder while hugging the photo

I walked up to my mother and hugged her, the figure in the photo was a person who meant so much to our lives, the figure in the photo was my Father, He Went remembered as a hero, he said, sacrificially wanting to save many, that night will never be forgotten, happiness turned to fear, laughter turned to shouting, the night that was supposed to be a holiday for us turned into a horrible, horrible, horrible night, the night of the bloody massacre eight years ago......