The year was 2014. It was a good year to be an American; as are all years.This year, however, seemed to be growing relatively grim. Despite being the greatest, most powerful nation on Earth, people were starving while others ate. Money flowed but it all left the country as did the work. But Americans need not share wealth- sharing is for commies. But America needed help, and none arrived. Not even from the president. They needed a stronger leader. They needed a true patriot. They needed a strong man. They needed Andrew Jackson, and that's when it happened. They gods of freedom and the spirit of the radio had sensed the country's dire need, and decided to fulfill it by resurrecting one of the country's greatest leaders: Andrew Jackson.

There was a single beam of light which shot straight towards the heavens. It was brilliant and blinding. Its point of origin? The Hermitage. Walking and breathing again, was the United State's seventh president. He brought his index finger to the surface of the coffin, thrusting his finger against the woodwork. The lid popped off, flying toward the wall. A family of tourists had been watching as the president rose from the coffin. Youth was restored to his face, and his eyes seemed to burn with vigor and the brilliant light of freedom.

A tour guide was the first to give her salute. She was soon followed by the rest of the tourists, who as free Americans, instinctively knew the face of one of the country's greatest leaders. Taking his first step on earth for over a century, Jackson saluted back. A soldier within the Hermitage bowed to the president. It was as if the country had prepared for a day for this savior's return. Jackson was presented an arsenal of America's greatest weapons. He picked the first one he saw, knowing automatically the greatness of American ingenuity and craftsmanship.

However, Jackson was unable to serve within his country for long. He felt a voice calling for him. A challenge; not only for him, but for all the American people. As a proud American, Jackson had to take of the challenge. Before leaving, the spirits of freedom, liberty, and justice presented him with a sword. The sword was known as the Liberty Brand. It was originally forged in Hiroshima by Nippon blacksmith during the Sengoku period, containing a power that could not be wielded. When the bomb was dropped on the city, the freedom contained within the bomb had become absorbed by the sword, morphing it.

Soon enough, Jackson was transported to the Great Hall. Before him were several men. Jackson did not bow- Bowing was for filthy Chinamen. "Hello" he said "are you American? Because I hope you're free tonight."