It's 8:05 AM. Five hours before I leave to rescue Haruna. I woke up, my anger still boiling. Haruna had been kidnapped by Yanto, and none of the kids wanted to help me. The first thing I did was meditate to control my fierce emotions. My back felt like it was on fire, my whole body was blazing, and my head was still consumed by mounting rage, like an erupting volcano. I didn't want to worry my family or Haruna's family; I didn't want to make Suba-nee and Narika anxious. This was my problem, and I had to solve it on my own, without anyone else's interference. My heart was still pounding fast. I couldn't joke around anymore. My dark side and normal side had merged.
During meditation, I prepared eight Kiri (a training aid for katana and naginata, made from dried rice straw, often used in tatami making) as an outlet, planning to cut through them all without hesitation. I imagined being surrounded by eight ninjas, encircling me from all directions. And as my mind's eye felt the ninjas trying to kill me, my eyes snapped open, and I savagely swung my Nodachi, cutting everything to pieces.
I still wasn't satisfied; I wanted to train more. This time, I set up twenty Kiri in two rows, to my right and left. I felt as if I was surrounded by a mob of thugs, this time aiming to decapitate all of them, leaving no one. But my rage grew even stronger, unable to be extinguished even slightly. I didn't care how many of Yanto's men I'd face. I wasn't afraid to die, and I would sacrifice my life for Haruna. Just for Haruna.
It's 9:12 AM. Four more hours before I leave for war. I fed Husky before he got fussy, while he was still asleep. I finally had breakfast too, reading the newspaper. Still four hours to prepare. I also packed backup food for Husky in case he got hungry. My hands trembled, but my heart burned. I finally took my Nodachi and put it in the back seat. When I opened the door, Aaron was standing in front of my house.
"Nani o itten no? (What do you want?)" "I'll help you... Frank..."
I stood there in silence as Aaron offered to help. He also brought his Katana and Tantou. This time, Aaron drove, and I accepted his offer. We headed to the warehouse district in my Camaro. Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Wenny.
"Hello?" "Um... do you want to help Haruna?" "Ah... that's right...." "Sorry, I can't help you." "It's fine... it's okay...." "Does Haruna mean a lot to you?" "Ah... she gave me so many beautiful memories in this third year and also my last memories in Indonesia... She helped me a lot, and I helped her a lot too. I planned to bring Haruna back to Hokkaido with me when I return." "I see... in that case... go with Haruna and date Haruna." "Hm?" I couldn't believe it. "Haruna is always close to you... at school... and at home... I'm actually jealous of Haruna, you get to live in the same house as her... she makes food for you and wakes you up in the morning... I'm already jealous enough of Haruna, Frank.... I... sobs... I'm truly jealous, Frank...." Wenny said, crying. "We... Wenny...," I couldn't speak anymore. "sobs Frank.... Haruna... sobs.... she... sobs she really, really likes you, Frank!! She wants to always be with you!!" "Ah!?" I was startled, and my heart pounded. "She said it when my friends and I went to your house!!! She really likes you! She also sees you as her older brother, but she really, really likes you, Frank!! ... sobs That's why... save Haruna safely..." "...Wenny... Arigato (Thank you)... and also.... Sayonara (Goodbye)...." I was just in shock.
I hung up my phone, filled with sadness, tears streaming down my face, because Wenny had let me go to be with Haruna. I could only cry, remembering Wenny's words, her willingness to let me go for Haruna. I couldn't say anything more than Arigato and Sayonara as my final words to Wenny.
I decided to sleep, covering my still-crying face after hearing what Wenny had just said. I couldn't be a crybaby; I had to be strong and resolute. But I couldn't hold back my sadness; many tears still flowed. I realized then that girls can truly be a comfort for guys. I was absolutely heartbroken because Wenny said that.
The Warehouse Showdown
The journey to the warehouse district was very long. It took about four to five hours. That's because the area was mostly filled with huge trucks, countless numbers of them.
"Aaron... what about the others? Don't they want to help?" "They refused... or rather, they chickened out." "It seems they were just all talk, huh..." "Um, more precisely, they were just following a trend."
Finally, Aaron and I arrived at our destination, exactly 1:00 PM. Warehouse number 43-I. I noticed something strange: no guards outside, and no vehicles parked. But I also sensed a trap around the warehouse. The door was tightly shut and couldn't be opened. Finally, I had a brutal idea: ramming the metal door with a truck.
Aaron easily rammed the truck into the door. I went in, carrying my Nodachi. Aaron got out of the truck, carrying his Katana and Tantou. It turned out Yanto's men were far more numerous than I expected, about fifty or more people inside the warehouse. I saw Yanto in the corner of the warehouse with his men. Suddenly, my anger flared up again. More than a volcanic eruption. More than the fury of a thousand mobs, and I was even happier if I could wipe them all out.
"Ho~~~ so the prince has arrived..." "TELL ME!! WHERE IS HARUNA!?" "Relax... she's in the back room... and also... it felt really good to have sex with Haruna. Not just me, my men did it too. It was truly enjoyable...." "YOU SON OF A BITCH!!"
Suddenly, someone was killed by Aaron. It seemed Aaron was also furious with Yanto for his perverted actions towards Haruna. Aaron's face was very serious, his eyes like an eagle ready to hunt. I looked at the person Aaron killed; crazy... incredibly sadistic. More precisely, horrifying.
Without further ado, Yanto ordered his men to fight Aaron and me. Two against over fifty — it reminded me of the game Sengoku Basara. I finally drew my Nodachi from its sheath. Yanto's men used iron police batons and bayonets. But to save Haruna, Aaron and I had to eliminate them all and eliminate Yanto.
I didn't care about our individual conditions; Aaron and I fought brutally and wildly. My target this time wasn't the humans' weaknesses, because luckily I had sharpened my Nodachi. My target was their heads. This was a life-or-death battle. So the target I chose was the head. Oh yeah, the heart was the next target.
Their weapons turned out to be very fragile, no match for my super sharp, six-foot-long Nodachi. I could swing it easily and freely. The Nodachi was even better than a katana.
"CRUASH!!"
My back took a very deep slash. I didn't fall to compose myself. Instead, I swung my Nodachi at that person's head. But I only hit half of their head. I almost fell and would have been swarmed by dozens of enemies, but I finally got back up and finished them all. I even felt refreshed after drinking the spurting rain of blood from their necks.
I looked at Aaron; he was also exhausted, and his wounds were more numerous than mine. Real fights are not like games; real life is not like games. It turns out real life is more sadistic than games. My body and Aaron's body were covered in scars, and about twenty-eight people had been eliminated by Aaron and me. But I couldn't give up... Even though my back was severely injured by a bayonet slash and my shoulder felt like it was going to shatter from a police baton hit. Blood was gushing from my wounds; my body felt heavy. The same went for Aaron.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! IS THAT ALL!? HOW BORING!!" "No... help is coming soon...," Aaron muttered. "Enggun? (Who?)" I was confused.
Suddenly, a loud motorcycle sound was heard, then the rider of that Dodge Tomahawk performed a wheelie, crashing into the person with the front tire of the motorcycle. Horrifying. The person stopped, dismounted, and pulled out a large sword I had known before. When that person removed their helmet, it turned out to be Xiahou Dun, a.k.a. Christian. I couldn't believe it. Why did he want to help me too? Didn't he refuse to join me to help Haruna?
Before I knew it, another car sound appeared in the distance. This time, a Hummer came. It was Kevin's car. I saw many from the Samurai Club and Wushu Club who wanted to help me save Haruna. My eyes still couldn't believe it. Why would they help me if they betrayed me yesterday? Why are they only coming now, when Aaron and I are already dying!?
"I realized one thing, Frank... I can't abandon my own friend," Kevin said. "That's right, you successfully defeated Xiahou Dun in that battle. And you're our friend too," Lu Bu said. "We will help you get Haruna back!!" Natalia said.
I felt a mix of joy and happiness; my friends understood my somewhat extreme actions. This time, it wasn't just Aaron and me; my friends were helping too. But I realized one person was missing: Halim. He wasn't visible at all. As soon as I heard someone's painful scream, it turned out Halim was behind two people he had killed. His style was also cool after killing with two Ninjato (swords specially for ninjas).
"Masamune.... come with me... I will help Haruna..." "Heh... so you guys were really just following the trend, huh..... Wakata na Fuuma (It's not good, Fuuma)... Minna!! Ikuzo! (Everyone!! Let's go!)" "OOOOOOOOOOOO!!" cheers from the Samurai and Wushu Clubs.
Savagely, we all moved towards Yanto. The guys brutally eliminated Yanto's henchmen. This time, I had a plan: Fuuma would save Haruna in the back room, while Xiahou Dun would block Yanto before he escaped, and I would be behind Yanto. Quickly, Halim immediately ran, dodging attacks from Yanto's men to reach that room. Meanwhile, Christian and I eliminated the henchmen who blocked our way, swinging them into empty spaces to finish them off.
The tactic finally worked. Halim successfully carried Haruna to a safe place. Meanwhile, Christian and I also managed to block Yanto. Then, savagely, Christian and I simultaneously slashed Yanto's body and back. His blood spurted onto my body and Christian's body, and finally, Yanto fell. After it was done, I immediately went to Haruna, who had been saved by Halim. And I brought Haruna back to consciousness.
"Haruna!! Oi Haruna!! Haruna!!" I woke Haruna up in a panic.
Not long after, Haruna slowly opened her eyes. I even cried when Haruna regained consciousness. I felt so happy when Haruna was awake. I could only smile and cry as Haruna was okay. Haruna even wiped my tears; the others were touched to see me. Finally, Haruna could stand on her own, and I gave my jacket to Haruna because... (Sorry, a bit sadistic) Haruna's clothes were all torn. And finally, the whole family gathered again. Everyone wanted to celebrate a party for Haruna's return.
The Price of Victory
The situation suddenly became more horrifying and sadistic. I heard the sound of a pistol being loaded and ready to fire. When I turned around, it turned out Yanto was still able to get up, and his shot hit my right eye perfectly. My right eye burst like a popping balloon.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!" I was in extreme pain.
This time, my anger flared up again. He was still alive, and his shot hit my right eye. He had gone mad; he was randomly shooting at my friends. I still felt the incredibly sadistic pain from just now; he had shot a bullet into my right eye!! He must die!! Die!! Shine!! SHINEEE!! (Pronounced 'Shi-ne').
Quickly, I grabbed my Nodachi again and immediately ran to a spot invisible to Yanto. I ran behind the large boxes there while Yanto was wildly shooting at everything; he wasn't looking around, only looking straight ahead. Quickly, I crept behind Yanto. But he heard my footsteps. Quickly, before he could shoot, I brutally slashed the hand holding the pistol. Then I cruelly mutilated Yanto, both of his hands severed. And finally, I slammed Yanto's head completely into the wall until it was crushed and performed several WWE moves like a Chokeslam, DDT, and Stone Cold Stunner. Then I hit his head again with an even more sadistic tool: Triple H's signature weapon, a sledgehammer. Before I finished him off, I wrote the kanji for "Death" on his hammer. With my savage and merciless self, a horrifying and gruesome scene unfolded.
Suddenly, I had lost a lot of blood; my body swayed, and I finally collapsed motionless. My vision became dark, even though it was very bright outside. I couldn't move my body; my head also felt heavy. I heard my friends running towards me. I could only lie still, paralyzed, unable to move. All my nerves had stopped functioning.
...."Fra..Frank!! Hang in there!!".........."Frank!! Oi Frank!!"...... ............Beep............beep.............beep.................... ....."Frank!! Don't die!! Frank!!"......"Frank!! Hang in there!!"... ..................beep................beep............................. ......."Franky!! Don't die!! We made a promise, didn't we?!!"............ ............................beep.................................... .........."Franky!! Didn't you promise me that-"..... ............Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep..................................
I couldn't hear anything anymore. My vision became dark, and my blood was still profusely flowing everywhere. My body felt hard to move. Before my vision completely faded, I could only see the beautiful afternoon sunlight.
I also don't understand, am I going to die? Or will I live? Only God can determine it. Only He can provide the path for my future life. I'm actually afraid of death, even though a samurai isn't afraid to die, but for some reason, I'm scared now. I remembered something important from when I was at Church: "What happens to us when we die?" I remembered the pastor's words in my head.
"If we die, we leave everything behind. We cannot know, feel, or experience anything, and we also cannot harm or help that person!"
I became aware when I heard those words. If I die, I feel that people surely won't remember me anymore. They'll feel like I'm not their friend. I remember my very painful childhood. I feel like if I didn't exist in this world, people would be happier if I disappeared. The world would be much happier and in a better state than when I was alive. I feel like I'm a person who brings disaster to the world.