May 17, 1997 - December 27, 1997

Clara bent her head low, almost plunging it into the mud, and pretended to be too busy planting rice seedlings to even look up to see who's walking by the dirt road a few meters from her. Spanish guardia civil seem to be more vigilant now that the town was finally back in their power.

The death of Bonifacio was still ( Read more... )

She was a dream. She was a reflection. She was everything that girl could have been.

She was born from grief. Of everything that girl feared. Of every tear that girl had shed.

In her world, everything revolved around that girl who bore the same resemblance as her. She had longed since the beginning to touch her, to be with her, to ease her pains, to ( Read more... )

April 29, 1897 - June 14, 1897

She did not try to run away so she was never bound. She did not say a word so she was never gagged. She did not trust a single soul so she never cared. All she ever thought about was the man in the hammock, Andres Bonifacio. She was worried for Bonifacio's health. The wounds that were inflicted on him when he was ( Read more... )

The attack of the greatest Malaysian fortress did not exactly happen secretly. In just a few hours, the Malaysian president had issued a declaration of war against the Republic of the Philippines. Because the attack of their largest fleet of warplanes and ships had greatly diminished the firepower of their own army, the Malaysian government pleaded ( Read more... )

December 30, 1896 - May 8, 1897

Farewell, beloved Country, treasured region of the sun,
Pearl of the sea of the Orient, our lost Eden!
To you eagerly I surrender this sad and gloomy life;
And were it brighter, fresher, more florid,
Even then I'd give it to you, for your sake alone.

Clara stood on top of the little hill, overlooking the battle below. Dawn ( Read more... )

Philippines walked along the richly decorated hall, followed by a small entourage of her own lesser government officials who were tasked to accompany her, but not without receiving a few looks from the people bustling in and out of the hall. She smirked at them and pushed the huge oak doors of the conference hall open, making all heads turn to her ( Read more... )

Philippines stared hard at the man in front of her. He had spouted way too much oddities than all of what America had put together. The world will be hers? She'll be a superpower? She doesn't want that kind of power. She can't wield that much authority. She hasn't even won a single war for herself yet!

"Sorry, but I really have to get going now. I ( Read more... )

Present day: morning after partying all night

She had a killer headache and no idea where she was going or how she’s going to get there. Philippines massaged her throbbing head with one hand as she desperately tried to walk normally. She’s swaying on her feet, and please Brunei, go walk on your own. Brunei, who probably felt as crappy as she did, ( Read more... )

Romano could no longer watch the horrible scene happening before his eyes. Spain. Tomato. Butcher Knife. Dead-pan expression. Yeah.

Romano swiftly took the butcher knife from Spain’s hand and held it as far away as possible. Spain just continued moving his hand as if the knife was still in it. Romano has had enough.

“Damn it, Spain!!! What the hell’s ( Read more... )

She looked outside the window of her cabin. She could clearly see the harbor of Hongkong in the distance now. Just a few more minutes and she’ll be stepping on land again after a week at sea. She could hear the splashing of the waves against the ship, the hurried footsteps of the Chinese sailors above on the deck as they prepared for anchoring.

I’m ( Read more... )