The Hero

Okay I can explain

..: Even through all this war of horror , being an 18 year old draged into a world war was never something I thought would happen

..: My names Anton and so far I've been through the flames of what I would call a hellhole.

Anton: Going through a war thinking Im fighting to protect my countrys glory.

Knowing full well the price of it was the human soul....

Anton: But who cares about other human life when all your loved ones are on the line too?

..: Anton!

- A voice is heard shouting Antons name and he finds himself on the kitchen of his parents home-

Mother: Anton what did I tell you about watching out for the stew? Still daydreaming?

Anton: oh.. I.Im sorry mom

Mother: Ah its still well done , can you take it and serve it at the table , all of us are starving.

- Anton takes a deep breath-

Anton: Sure mom right away.

- As he goes to serve the late dinner , he enters the living room full of lights and full of people , and at the table he sees his parents , uncle and grandparents.

They are talking , laughing and enjoying the moment , he serves the dinner and takes the seat near his parents-

Father: And here comes our hero! What took you so long Anton?

Anton: Just the usual , Im tired and its been a rough day.

Father: Now by the looks of it you do seem a little bit exhausted , but hey cheer up we are all here now! You should eat and get some strength.

Anton: Ugh.....

Uncle Kevin: Your fathers right boy , you need to eat and cheer up , this whole feast is happening cause of you you know...

- Anton stares forward , silent and not moving a muscle-

Grandpa Mark: Yeaa if it wasnt for your bravery of shooting that bastard who had the gun pointed at my head I wouldnt be here.

- Anton turns his head looking at his grandpa with a grin-

Uncle Kevin: Yea if it wasnt for your strength when you grabbed me from falling from that bridge when it got demolished haha.

- Anton turns to his uncle now smiling with his teeth out-

Mother: Dont forget that cause of his speed he managed to carry his father after he got wounded.

- Anton smile widenss to the point it looked like his smile was gonna tear through his facecheeks-

Mother: Lets not forget the time you stopped me from stepping on a land mine.

- Antons smile vanishes , as he looks around and sees his baby brother running around the table , he stands up and grabs and lifts up the kid who ran to him , Anton stares at his little brothers face-

Anton: Hey little buddy , you should be careful you can hurt your head or your feet somehow running around like that....

- Anton with his baby brother on his hands , starts his maniacal smile once again , his head shaking like its about to blow up any second-

Father: Anton you spoken to Arthur (Antons big brother) today? Is he gonna be late again?

Mother: Eh I guess he is gonna be here any minute now.

- Antons eyes starts watering with tears , he sits on his chair and breaks down in tears crying , his tears falling at the dinner table-

Anton: Nnn..o No he i..s never coming bbaack

Father: Ah come on Anton I know you miss him..

Anton: I.. I.. miss you too

Dad..

Anton: I miss all of you..- Says Anton as his lifts up his head and watches all his loved ones staring at him and smiling , his eyes blood red , full of tears , his face showing pain and agony-

Father: Oh come on Anton , we dont like seeing you like this , you have to be strong and always remember

..I'll always be proud of you my son

Mother: You should know that as your mother

...I love you from the bottom of my heart and soul

Grandpa Mark: We

Father: ....will

Uncle Kevin: ....always

Mother: ...love

Arthur: YOU

- As Anton hugs his parents while looking down as his tears flood the skin of his face , with his mouth wide shut

as he struggles to speak , he says-

Anton: P-Please dont..... leave me....

PLEASE!!! STAY WITH ME!!

- As Anton now 28 , wakes up at the same table , once a room brighted by light now staying in the darkness the light being only a small candle , his bowl of stew now cold and

untouched , as he breaks down in tears crying while holding his head , pulling his hair like he is trying to rip them off-

- The whole feast were nothing but another illusion on his head-

He was never strong enough...

He was never brave enough...

He never was fast enough...

He never saved his mother....

He never saw his brother again....

He never saved anyone....

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