Chapter 1: Dead as a hero
The battlefield was in a mess, the constant explosions that were taking place due to either land mines or grenades were only adding to the already littering bodies on the ground. Suddenly the sound of an explosion much higher than the rest takes place, silencing the whole battle field, the deafening sounds of bombs were now gone and now only deafening silence remained as friends and foe looked up to the huge explosion a few miles ahead of them. The only question on all of their minds was 'What the hell is going on' or 'God, I was not anywhere near that.'
The reason for this explosion was a young man named Nura, to know how he got himself into such a situation we need to rewind a bit back. Nura was currently on a battle field present in Iraq, as he was requested by the UN. Seeing the dead bodies littering the ground he could not help but sigh. He knew that war was cruel like death, it does not differentiate weather you are a child, a girl, a boy or a married man with a wife and children. Being a young master of an ancient assassin clan, he had to learn it quiet early in life.
It was midst this that he broke into an old looking house, and what he saw inside surprised him to no end. Infront of him 5 kids were tied to a house pillar and had a timer TNT bomb striped to them too. Seeing how the suit the children were wearing was not something that could be easily taken of by force, he had to think something else to get them out of there. He was a master assassin not a master at defusing/ dismantling bombs or anything closely related to it. Gritting his teeth Nura thought of using brute force, the fastest option was to use the military knife made with an alloy of titanium. Using the knife, he slashed downwards to the stripe, but to his surprise the knife was not even able to make a mark, he assumed that the material used was something special that even military knife was having problems cutting through it.
Sweat was dropping down his fore head as Nura saw that the time remaining was only about 10 secs. 10 secs seem to little time for normal humans but that was not the case for him, panicking would lead to nowhere, so to calm down he took a deep breath and wiped the sweat of his forehead. Taking of his armor and shirt, he unstraps the Odachi that was extending from the end of his nape all the way down to his knee joint, how he was able t carry such a weapon is a myth only know to the Nura clan. He unhesitatingly unsheathes the sword and points it towards the children.
[6 secs were still remaining in the count down]
Taking in a deep breath, to calm his nerves and fully focus on the strike, Nura slashes horizontally at the five kids with no hesitation. The sword moved unhindered across the straps, and the only thing one's eyes could follow were the flashing of light reflected from the smooth surface of the Odachi.no sound was made, it was as if the time itself stopped with the slash of his sword.
Seeing someone point a sword towards the children were visibly shaken, and seeing him ready to strike them down each one of them closed their eyes ready to be cut down by the sword. There were tears that were threatening to fall off their now shut eyes but to their surprise even after waiting for a few secs they could feel nothing. Opening their eyes all they could see was the man now running towards the door/exit with 5 bombs that were once placed on them.
That's right, just as Nura cut of the bombs off their straps tied to the children, he picked them up and runs as fast as he can to the exit so that he can throw them away, but seeing 5 bombs in his hands he dismissed the idea as even if one was not able to go far off, and went somewhere else he would cause quite a lot of casualties and throwing them one by one was not an option.
Lamenting on his foolish decision to save the children he ran off as far as he could, the world seemed to have lost all of its sounds, the only thing he could hear in this deadly silence was the final beeps of the bombs, and ever so growing thumping of his heart, he knew he was close to his death. Not wanting to take more people with him, he braced himself and ran with all his might and jumped in a small pond of muddy water.
Just as he touched the water the world turned completely silent, there no sound, not of the bombs, not of his heart, nothing, it was a creepy feeling, but he knew that these were his final moments, closing his eyes the only thought that ran across his mind was
'At least I died as a hero....'
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SonOfDragon Yo, this is just the start of the story.
Some people probably hate me as I drop some of the fanfic that I wrote but well I got some free time now I try to release a new chapter for the fanfic I wrote in the past as well as this one.
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