The war has already started, it has been continued for the past 5 days. All the warriors that has been trained for the past 13 weeks had send out to fight on this battle field. The 1st line of defenders had send out to fight for their life. Looking on whole, they are all prepared with their armors on, one hand with their big strong looking sword and a big strong metal shield on the other. Looking at their faces, is like looking at masks that was selling in the costume store, some are looking pale and scared, some looks so confident like they will win the war, some was experiencing panic attack... whats more to see?! FEAR, DEAD and VICTORY!?
Frankly speaking, I am one of those warrior that already undergone the 13 weeks of training. I wasn't in the 1st line defender, I was in the 2nd line. The past 5 days, I have been practicing on my sword skills and defending skills, some sort is like a revision before I got send out to the field. Somehow somewhat, I don't know what is going on with me, I can't remember any of my skills! I was totally blank! I can't believe all the hard work from the past 13 weeks has turned into waste, has turned into a piece of white paper, a whole new beginning again.
After all the practices, today is the day, the day I that I finally got send out to fight in the field. I was really really nervous, I couldn't sleep the whole night. I got up very early in the morning (about 5.30am) to do my final practice/revision. About at 8am, I put on my armor and check all the equipment that I needed then I am ready to set off to the assemble ground. I grab my sword and shield then head off to the ground. On the way to the ground it was drizzling and cold, in my head I was thinking how would the battle field looks like.
I arrived on the ground, all I can see is a 'blank mask' on the warriors face, all looking so blank, everyone was very very nervous and panic attack strikes most of the warriors, don't need to mention, I am one of them too. I look so strong , well prepared and confident on the outside, but it was just a shell of mine, do not mistaken it. I am very very scared and nervous in the inside, I can feel my heart was beating fast, is like my body produce too much of the adrenaline. The adrenaline is way too much in my body that my heart muscle can't take is anymore. It was beating so fast and hard that I can feel every beat and the sound goes 'thum... thum.... thum...', it was really loud and clear!
All a sudden, a piece of silence, I can hear the breathing, the heart beat of each warrior. Here comes the messenger, passing down a message... This time I say to myself 'this is it, this is the moment, it has come!'. Everyone holding their sword and shield tightly, ready to rush out into the field. An order has send out, everyone rushed into the field and stand in position. After a few seconds of silence, a loud voice was heard, the 'signal', is the signal to begin. All the warrior rushing towards their enemies, pulling out their sword, shield was placed in front for protection and started to fight for their life.
I was standing there looking, I was stunted, I was looking frozen when I open the paper, I was totally blank, I did not even pull my sword out like the other warrior. I stared at the paper for quite awhile, finally I said to myself 'Let's do this, I can do this!' I pulled out my sword and started to run across the field like the other warriors, slashing my enemies down one by one... I was slashing and slashing, blood splashing all over the field. I was so concentrate on the war, so concentrate on bringing the enemies down, I don't even realised time flies. As I was fighting hard across the field, all a sudden I saw the crowded field has turned into a pool of dead bodies, filled with the enemies blood. One by one, my mates was standing tall and proud, waiting for me to slash the last enemies standing on the field. I did it, I brought it down to the ground. It was a victory... 'VICTORY... VICTORY...VICTORY...' they shouted.
Everyone walked out of the battle field, even though some of the warrior knows the final result may not be a victory for them, but they put a smile on their face - showing a sign that they already done with one war. One more war to go, then they will be set free and enjoy the rest of the holiday. I walked out of the field, almost the last one to walked out, there are still a few struggling to escape from the field. As soon as I walked out, I said to myself:'I do not know what the final result will be, but at least it was a relief because I have tried my best to fight for the victory.' I am done with one, like the others, one more to go then I'm free! For the others who are going to take over my position for the next 2 weeks, all I can say is do your best to fight for the victory!
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