Sadik kept stomping his way, the bullets on him didn't bother him. I was on his back, trying to dodge the bullets coming through my way. I could feel and hear his breathing, he was stressed, tired and almost powerless.

"Sadik! We're getting closer!" I shouted.

He didn't seem to be bothered, he kept stomping.

I looked at the Ninja, his look was something I had never seen before.

He was walking, closer and closer to the boiling pot.

***

17 Years ago

"Mommy! I'm stuck, and I'm.. I'm hurt too!" I said while sobbing.

Mother quickly rushed over to me.

"Dear! What happened to you?" she asked while quickly trying to lift up the bricks that had fallen on my legs.

It hurt, it hurt a lot.

She lifted me up while I was crying, blood all over my legs. It felt like I had a fever.

She took me in home, I was recovering. Playing with the village kids was not fun, and it wasn't either a good idea.

"How come they bully you like this Ken! You have to stand up for yourself!" mother said.

I didn't reply, I kept breathing.

I stood up for my self, I did that all the time. But they outnumbered me, they kept attacking.

Like the hunter and the prey, eventually at one point the prey has to die, and the hunter has to win. I was lucky.

I was lucky that I got out alive.

"KEN! YOU WILL DIE!" they said.

"BE READY TO SEE HELL KEN!" they said.

What could I have done?

What help did I get?

Mother kept rubbing the wet towel against my leg, it hurt, but I trust her.

Of all the humans in this world, those that I have seen and those who I have not.

The only human being I can trust is my mother. The only human being that I will listen to with respect is my mother.

"Ken, be more careful next time sweetie" she said.

I looked at her, she looked back.

"I will mother" I said while being in pain.

I kept my distance from the village kids, I kept my identity hidden from everyone.

2 Years later

It was unexpected, no one was able to help. The news was nothing I wanted to hear, something I wish I could unhear.

Out of everyone, why does it have to be my mother.. ?

Out of all the people in our village, why has it have to be my own mother, the only human to be present in my life?

Every day I would stand besides her, doing everything she said. Her condition became worse and worse, I would keep sobbing over her.

Who do I have left when she leaves me? How will I stay alive without her?

Who will help me when I am hurt.. ?

The last days came up in what felt like seconds. I held her hands, and she held mine. I haven't been outside for weeks, I have only been with my mother, spending her last few days on this earth.

"K-Ken.." she said.

The pain in her voice was clear, and it hurt to listen to.

"Before I- .. Leave you, I have o-one last wish" she said.

I was only looking at her, holding back my tears. Her last few words, were for me, I cannot forget them.

"I want you, to- stand up for.. yourself. I want you, to show a performance- to show everyone" she said.

I held her hand with my own hands, the tears were slowly making their way.

One drop at a time.

"I will. I will do whatever you wish me- to do!" I said while sobbing.

She smiled, before slowly closing her eyes.

That night, might have been one of my hardest, the night where I didn't sleep.

Her words were still in me, I kept thinking of it.

The kids kept going at me, after 2 years, however this time.

I was slowly being hated in the village, hated for making injuries.

Injuries not on myself, however on the one's who attack.

Eventually the prey has to die by the hunter. But they were never the hunters.

I was the hunter, hunting them!

I was showing everyone, who the hunter was!

Present

The battlefield! It was so beautiful, combine it with the rain, bullets, and the screaming. Tears of joy was the only thing I had!

I have showed everyone! It was demanded!

"A PERFORMANCE WAS DEMANDED OF ME" I screamed.

"AND NOW.. I HAVE DELIVERED!!" I continued laughing.

"Sorry to break it to you man!" I heard.

Who dared speak to me?!

I looked down, a big muscular figure was running with someone on their back.

"Your little performance.." he said.

"SOON IT WILL END!" he shouted.

The muscular figure threw him towards me and he drew out his sword.

Come at me filthy swordsman! BRING IT ON!