THE SUMMON

"Commander, Commander Sir. We have been ambushed again and this time is far worst than the previous. We wouldn't be able to hold on for long without reinforcement Sir".

In the military camp, within the grandest tent was an old man with gray hairs, deep eyes and a strong imposing presence around him. With him was his generals who couldn't breathe loudly in his presence not to irritate him any further than it has to be.

"You all heard him, what say you?"he asked.

"Sir"the lead general Saluted. "Permission to speak freely Sir"."Go on" answered the commander.

"I think we should use extremely forces on them. It seems we have been too lenient with them all this while and maybe now the think we are afraid of them".

"And how do you suggest this extreme forces to be like?"asked another general with bad premonition rising within him.

"Let's get the 'God of war' involved"answered the lead general with bloodthirsty eyes. Immediately,the tent was dead silent with the generals glancing at each other and seeing the fear within.

With a facial expression of one who has seen past life and death, "Then it's decided. I wanted them dead with a complete corpse but they were too ignorant of what is good for them. Now,I will tell them who calls the shots. Get me Michael!!"said the Commander.

"Sir, shouldn't we consider further. That would be an over kill. Michael is a butcher. I know we can still think of something than to release a mad man to run rampant ,he should be our last resort, right? asked one of the generals. Looking around,some generals were nodding their head in consent.

"No, it's decided. Summon the God of war!!".

They generals gave their salute and left.

At the hill top, behind the camp was a handsome young man standing with his back straight without much attachment to the world, holding a moon shaped necklace and gazing into the void. He has an oval face, curled eyelashes with deep eyes that can't be seen through. A pointed nose with red lids that all women can die for. He was tall with the physique of a warrior. A person, seeing him from afar will think this person is cute ,manly and harmless but the person that knows him from within will swear with their lives that this person hasn't smiled once all his life. Obviously, this person was Michael. Lost in his memories as a child.

THROWBACK .....

Coming down the staircase, The kids saw their parents sharing a passionate kiss early in the morning and covered their eye.

"Mom! Dad!, I heard this kind of things are done at night ,within closed doors for a reason"said the cheerful young Michael.

"But of course,the skin of parents nowadays are so thick that the can be used as a fortress. Too shameless"added his second brother.

"Oh maybe they are planning on getting me a sister to dote on" said the youngest brother with sparling eye full of expectations.

"Oh my youngest son is the most cute and smartest of you all. Yes ,you will be having a sister soon"answered the mother. The pupils of Michael and his siblings gouged out.

"Seriously mum,I have been yearning for this for a long while now"said Michael.

"Yes kids,this father of yours has been working really really hard to make this possible" answered Erick Wilson with his both hands up and muscles protruding, exhibiting his manliness.

"I know you sure do,that's why I can't seem to sleep in peace at night for days now"teased the second son while the youngest rolled his eye at him.

"Hey guys,am the one that did the work here. At the very least,I deserve a thumbs up right?asked Erick Wilson.

"Yeah,thumps up for making mum cry somehow all night"answered the second son.

"Hey,you didn't see anything right?. Honey!" asked Erick Wilson and gave his wife a questioning look like 'we locked the door last time right?'.

And the wife gave him back the look 'am not sure' with disbelief at what her kids were saying. Just then,the kids started laughing.

"Sorry,we were just pulling your legs" said the second son and the parents breathed in sign of relief. Suddenly,they started laughing all together.

PRESENTLY.....

Remembering the days of his once happy family,he sighed again and again.