Transition

Chapter 4

The next six months or so tucker had spent healing from his bullet wounds and helping train there army's in tactical manoeuvres, he couldnt do much action due to his wounds, but they were healing well with no sign of infections.

'Hey tucker! How do you feel about starting physical training soon?' Shouted Samantha

'Urgh! I'll start soon!' Tucker shouted back.

He heard Samantha running over to him 'hey we need to start now'

'Why? Samantha?? What's so Important that I have to start now?!'

'Call me sam it's easier and as to that it's need to know'

'Well I need to know! I'm training them I need to know what I'm prepping them for!?'

'Argh! Fine' she said 'were launching a attack on the capital city soon '

'WHAT!! That's a suicide mission!' Tucker shouted ' these people will all die if we give up our best warriors over to the capital!'

'Keep your voice down you'll alarm the others!'

'No I will not quiet down I will will not let you send men to there deaths!!'

He turns and walks away, he will not stand and let young men die, not like his old city, he earlier learnt that everyone there was killed just because they took a stand.

'Tucker!!!' He could hear sam shouting after him, he didn't want to be near that crazy woman, he started to run where to he had no idea he just couldn't be here.

Many hours later he found himself on the top of a large hill, he was sat down looking upon his new home.

It mostly consisted of small straw and wooden huts, apart from the armoury and a few other war based rooms that were all built into the sides of hills, these people were all so innocent, he couldnt see them die he had to stop them from attacking the city.

He heard someone approaching and sighed 'sam if your here to change my mind it won't work I won't do it' he turned to face her expecting a lecture on how she was the one who rescued him and so he owed her, but instead he was faced with someone else entirely.

Who he saw was a older man with a weatherbeaten face and a beard that covered his lower face he had a warm smile and was chuckling to himself,

'Oh I'm sorry I thought you were someone else did sab send you to talk to me?'

'Me?' He had a higher pitched voice than expected he started to chuckle again 'I am but a farmer a sheep herder if you will'

'I'm sorry I didn't mean any offence ' tucker says

'Do not apologise' he smiles again 'you look as though you ha e a tough choice to make young man'

'I do and I know what I should do but I also want to do the opposite and help them maybe there's something we can do to cause damage and help them survive?'

'Once in a person's life he will transition go from one stage of thinking or existence and become more mature or make better decisions you my young friend will soon transition and see what you should do or will have to become'

He had said it with such a heavy heart like he had made a poor choice once, there was something familiar about this man.

'Thank you' tucker says with a smile ' What's your name?'

The man smiled ' my name is' he hesitated looked tucker in the eyes 'my name is Ivar. ....... Ivar Peterson also known as cap'

Tucker face dropped 'but that's impossible your only a few years older than me?'

'TUCKER!' It was sam

He turned to face where her shout had come from

'Goodbye my old friend I'm sorry I left you I have seem the most amazing things and only wish you could have seen them too goodbye'

And with that he walked away and tucker watched totally confused as he watched his old friend walk out of his life without any explanation.

He smiled at himself whatever cap had said it was for reason and even though he had no idea what had happened tucker walked away simply accepting the impossible he walked toward sam.