"Crane From The Past" Premium Edition

(POV Third Person)
"Are you ready on your end?" A young blonde asked through a radio.

"Si, we are ready America" The middle-aged brunette's reply was heard from it.

"ALRIGHT TROOPS!" He yelled to get the attention of the American troops. "The mock-battle begins now!"

The scene shifted to a bay, Spanish and American war ships facing towards each other. All soldiers awaiting for command. It was then, an American troop leader ordered "CHARGE!" as such, the domino effect happened.

Spanish and American soldiers battling it out to death. But they all knew, Spain would lose. Afterall, this was all just a set-up to not make the Spaniards look weak to the Filipinos.

On the shore, the personifocations of the two nations stood before each other. The personification of the United States Of America and the Kingdom of España.

"Sorry for this Spain. It is something that needs to be done" America said quietly.

"Fusoso, it is alright America. I know this needs to be done, to give her the independence she deserves." The brunette said solemnly and quietly, raising his hands up. Showing everyone the universal sign. The few remaining spanish soldiers stopped their attack.

"The kingdom of España officially surrenders, to the United States Of America, Las Islas Pilipinas" Spain declared.  "Tanging Ina Ka España!"

A girl with long, black hair started stiring in her bed. Tears threatening to fall. After a few more moments, she finally woke up. She did a few stretches once she got out of bed.

Taking a glance at her calendar, a smile formed on her lips. It was her birthday today. Knowing what to expect, she checked her cell-phone, seeing all the birthday greetings. Some simply said "Happy Birthday Laya", others were more personalized, but all of them meant the same.

Her phone suddenly started to buzz, a familliar song playing. Knowing most of the calls she receives from him are of at-most-importance, she answers it immediately.

"Kamusta Noynoy, si Pilipinas 'to (Hello Noynoy, this is Philippines)" "Hi Laya, kamusta ka na? Magaling lang ako. Maligayang Bati nga pala sa inyo (Hi Laya, how are you? I am alright. Happy birthday by the way)" Her boss, or Noynoy as everyone calls him, greeted.

"Salamat Noy pero, bakit tumawag ka? (Thank you Noy but, why did you call)" Philippines asked him. "Ate, kailangan ba talaga ng dahilan para tumawag ako sa inyo? (Big sister, do I really need a reason to call you)" "Hindi, kilala ko lang kita. (No, I just know you)" I said back to him.

"Hehe, you caught me. Well since it is your birthday today, I am giving you a day off" He addmitted to me. "Oh, thank you for the day-off Noynoy. And can you go to my birthday later?" I thanked him, as well as asking him if he could go to my small gathering later.

"Ok lang ba talaga na sumama kami ng pamilya ko sa kaarawan mo? (Is it really alright if my family and I join the celebration for yor birthday?)" He asked with an unsure tone in his voice.

"Yes, you can come. Party ko 'to. Pamilya ko rin kayo" She insisted cheerfully. It is true, she considers all of her bosses' family as an extension of her own (well, maybe with the exception of the Marcos' during their 2nd term. But during his 1st term, she saw them as family also).

"Alright then, we are going. We actually all talked about it before, and decided to go" "Well then, mag-Kitakits tayo mamaya. Bye Noy" "Bye Ate Laya" after that, they ended the call.

Continuing on with her morning routine, while answering a few calls and messages in between. She finally finished at around 7:30. She took a stroll down Rizal, one of her favourite places to visit, when some memories started to resurface. Afterall, celebrations do not always start with happiness.

Her mind wondered to some memories that she wanted to forget, the things Spain had done to her in the past. Which is why she still hates him.

~Flashback~

"I will never be your property!"

Tears streaming down her face. The atmosphere in the room was tense. Philippines stared daggers at the Spanish man man in front of her.
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"You have no say in the matter. My men have taken over your land so I have every right to your land and you."

He smirked. His eyes narrowed at her face. Slowly he stepped forward, putting his hands on her waist. He suddenly whispered, "You will obey me like the little slave you are.", kissing her on the lips. Anger hit Philippines fast which made her  hit Spain but she immediately turned pale at the sight of his face. He didn't have his usual smirk or smile, fury instead was shown though his face.

"Excuse me..?"

Spain pushed Philippines on the bed. Using ropes that were under the bed, he tied her hands up to the bed post.

"You will do what I say!"

"No!" Philippines screamed for help. Kicking him in the face which made him knocked over.

"Heh, you're a feisty one." Spain got a broom. "Maybe, I might need to break you pretty little legs. Hm?" Spain was smiling from ear to ear. The girl started to scream for him to stop but she was too late. He began to hit her legs furiously. The little girl screams were echoing through the room but no one came to help her.

"Scream all you want but no one will help you."

He stopped hitting her after he knew she couldn't move them anymore. Blood was  dripping down her legs, tears streaming down her face. The little girl passed out from the pain. Spain noticed this and began to open her legs and the tied each of her feat to each post on the bed. He began to undress Philippine's clothes, practically tearing them apart. After that he was mesmerised by the sight under him. The Spaniard man started touching all over her body.

"Hahhh, what a beautiful country." He chuckled to himself.

He suddenly grabbed the candle on the bedside table and positioned it tilting on top of her stomach, so that the melted wax drips down. Spain, using his free, licked his fingers and started pumping Phillipines hole. She squirmed alot and began to wake up from the sensation.

"Ahhhhhh~"

"Heh, good morning. I couldn't have you sleeping before we even started the fun."

"No,ughhhhhhhh. Stop!"

"I don't want to."

Spain stopped pumping her and began to bring down his pants and under wear just enough for his member to be seen. He began pump his member furiously while watching his slaved country twitching in pain from the hot wax on her stomach.

"Seeing you like this Phillipines is very arousing. Did you ever know that!? Ha-"

The man began to release all over the girl's face. He accidentally dropped the candle on the bed which made a flame on one of the locks of Philippine's hair. This made Spain scared so he started to pee onto her hair. It stopped the he flame from further destroying her hair and the bed.

"Philippines open your mouth now!"

The filipina shut her eyes and mouth closed. She was trying to stop her tears from falling to show weakness. Spain got really angry at this so he shoved his entire hand into. This made her gasp and Spain push his length into her mouth and began to pee there. Philippine's eyes teared up from the acid in her mouth. She was tempted to throw up.

"If you throw up now, I will take your friend Akina away and maybe I might play with her too. Hm. That sounds like great fun, right?!"

Spain was now mentally laughing now while the Filipina was horrified. She couldn't let Spain take her closest friend away from her and mess with her like what he is doing to her. She would rather have him do all these things to her than to Akina.

"That's what I thought! Go swallow now." She finally gulped down the liquid and after did a few pants.

"Good slave."

Suddenly a knock was heard at the door.

"Gusto mío¡ What is it!" Spain yelled at towards the direction of the wall. He was clearly annoyed and irritated that someone has interrupted his fun. The guy behind the door said something in Spanish that the Philippines couldn't understand but it made Spain smile very creepy so her assumed it was something bad. He then told the guy to leave and he turned towards the girl.

"I'm so sorry for this I might to attend some "important meet" so I will just make it quick"

After he said that Spain suddenly Philippines was struck with pain in her lower regions. The Spanish man had shoved his length into her without any warning. He didn't wait for her to get used to him he just started to my move furiously in and out of her. Philippine's screamed in pain and in pleasure but mostly pain. She tried to keep her mouth shut and her tear from slipping out of her but it was too unbearable. Spain started to lick and kiss her neck. Leaving behind some marks on her. He also started to play with her buds, circulating his finger on them, and flicking them. After a few more seconds the Philippines came first. This tired her so much that she fell asleep quickly. Spain continued thrusting into her that he finally came a few seconds after. Spain got up, fixed himself up and opened the door to go out but locking it.

~Time Skip~

A few months later the Philippines gave birth to a baby boy named Luzon. She hid him away from Spain and made her friend take care of him first until she was free. She was still to young to take care of a child.

~Flashback Ends~

She snapped out of her thoughts once she arrived to a particular monument. Tears started to form in the corner of her eyes. The monument she was standing before, was the monument of one of her bestfriends, Jose Rizal. Or Iso, as she called him. She could no longer bottle it all up.

Philippines dashed, going to the closest isolated area of the park. She fell to her knees when she got there, and sobbed. Her tears finally falling. Who could blame her, it was her independence day. The reason she got her independence, was because of all the sacrifices her friends made for her. Some were just friends to her, others were more like siblings or family.

A hand was suddenly felt on the top of head. She looked up to see, all of the national heroes of her coutry, her friends and family.

Emilio Aguinaldo smiling softly at her and wiping a few of her tears. Jose Rizal (or Iso as she would call him), Andrés Bonifacio, Marcelo del Pilar, and Apolinario Mabini giving her supportive smiles. Melchora ruffling her hair and smiliing in a motherly way like she used to. Agueda smiling to her brightly while also scolding Antonio for still being sturdious in this situation. Juan doing the same as Agueda, solding his brother. The Aquino couple smiling proudly at her.

She quickly turned around, standing up and wiping any remaining tears. But, she did not see any of them anymore. "Was that just my imagnation?" she mumbled softly to herself, the tears reforming in her eyes. When something caught her eyes on the ground.

A paper crane, folded in a similar way that Emilio used to do.  Philippines  wiped her tears and bent down to pick it up. When she saw written on it brought her to tears again. It was a message from all her friends, who were now famous in history.

'Happy birthday Laya Naragsak Banwa! Remember, we will always be by your side to support, comfort, and watch over you. It is only fair afterall, you did the same for us so we will do the same for you.
Yours truly,
Your Friends and Family