The Hammer Hero. (A Rising of the Sheild hero Fanfiction.)

The Hammer Demon. Prologue.

I can remember the day that my history class went to Scotland for-what they called-a tour through history. It was somewhat lame... I mean I liked the castles and the battlefields as well as the wall that was made by the Romans, but everything else was underwhelming. Well, it was until we were taken to another medieval castle and the forge. I just watched as the men brought there hammer down onto the steel and I could feel the force of the hit. The glow of the metal, It's bending and twisting as the men before me swung their hammers down hitting the steel again, and again.

The bright sparks from the two pieces of metal hitting flew up into the air like fireworks. It was entrancing. I could feel the heat of the fire as they forged swords, armor, spears, and shields. It was Incredible. As soon as my class got done with the trip to Scotland and got back home to America, I looked everywhere to become an apprentice to a blacksmith.

As luck would have it, I found one. A man by the name of Tyler. He was this burly Japanese guy 5'5", all muscle, and kinda looked like a dwarf. His arms were covered in scars as well as Japanese tattoos. I did not know much about Japanese, but the more I learned from him, the more I understood. Well, mainly just Japanese curses and slang. I mean come on I am only an American. Well more like an American Mutt you name the violent culture, I'm it. Life was fun, things were going great; I was planning on going into The Army after high school and as a Jr, I had only one year left. Which left me training for my enlistment. That was until I got a message from my mom. She told me that my older brother who was in the Air Force said that I could see him in Japan. I was pumped; we were going to have a blast.

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Sam sat up from his bed looking at his phone with a slight smile on his face. It was close to three days until he went to Japan, he would be staying there with his eldest brother. He was once again pumped. He got up from his twin size bed, which was a tad bit small, but it suited his needs. He walked over to his pinewood desk looking at some of the drawings that where there. One of the sketches was of a helmet the other a gauntlet. Smiling he reached over and picked up a pair of pants and a dark green shirt. He looked at his room. The slight disorganization would bug his mother, but he was "packing" so he had a reasonable excuse.

Walking out of his room he ran into his other older Brother James, who was a head shorter than him but Sam being at 6'3" that was understandable. What James lacked in height he made up for in mass, it's not like Sam had any less mass it just that he was leaner to James stocky build. Heck, he kind of reminded Sam of a boxer, which made it all the more funnier when you find out that he was going to be a pastor.

"Morning bro," James said as he walked past having a slight smile on his face.

"Morning James," Sam responded as he walked downstairs in his three-story home.

Entering the kitchen, he saw his little sister with her nose in a book, reading what would surprise most people-a D&D 5th edition characters book. Looking at her no one would think she was a nerd, maybe a cheerleader. She did have a pretty athletic body and was very aggressive as well as smart, but nerd no.

Sam smiled as he looked at his little sister. "I see that you are in the Kitchen where you belong." Sam had to dodge the projectile that was the D&D book aimed at his head as his sister sneered at him.

"Sorry, my hand slipped." She turned away walking out of the room. "Good morning to you too little sis."

She smiled turned around and hugged him. "Have fun in Japan and tell Jimmy hi from us. It has been too long since he called."

Sam smiled as he hugged her back, then in a face of complete and utter seriousness. He pushed her back to arms reach and looked down at her. As she looked a little confused.