Operation: Last Suicide

Survival #1: Weak

Present
Year 2010
Lt. Javier's Mansion
Manila, Philippines

"She doesn't need to do this, Papa."

I awfully looked at kuya Theo. He looked at Papa then diverted his gaze to me. Nagkatinginan kami, nanghihina akong ngumiti. I smiled to assure him that it's okay. I'm okay.

Nasa shooting area kami ngayon ng mansion. Papa is serious with his decision to train me. Pinupunasan na niya ang baril na gagamitin ko at sinusubukan kung maayos ba iyon. He then turned to kuya.

"How old are you now, Theoden?"

Napalunok si kuya. "I'm twenty, Papa."

Tumango si Papa at sa akin naman ngayon bumaling.

"How about you Pristine?"

"F-Fifteen po," I said nervously.

"Then, it's just right. She needs to do this Theo. When you're at her age, you started doing this. Then, now, I want her learn too for her own safety."

I don't know why he wants us to do this. Bata pa lang ako, disiplinado na ako. Papa is so strict to us both. Na kahit babae ako'y dapat ko daw matutunan ang martial arts. He wants me to enter military too.

At an early age, natutunan ko ang kahalagahan ng aking kaligtasan. He would always tell us that whatever happens, we need to take care of ourselves. Lagi niya kaming simasabihan, lalo na ako, na dapat ay laging alerto.

Alam kong concern lang siya sa amin, lalo na sa akin. But then, habang lumalaki ay napapansin ko ang kaibahan ko sa mga batang kasing edad ko. I would watched them playing outside, while I have to do my kicks and punches.

I never had the chance to hold a doll. To play outside, to have fun with my friends (which I don't have kasi hindi naman ako pinapayagang lumabas). I never had the chance to play around, hell, kung gagawin ko iyon ay baka pagalitan lang ako.

Papa is a retired Lieutenant. He retired for him to take care of us. He's in his mid fifties but it's still clear in his body that he became a good lieutenant in his time. He has the muscles, a firm body, and an aura that's always scary for me to look at.

Nasanay ako lagi na tahimik siya at strikto, pero hindi ko maiwasang hindi matakot. With his brows always furrowed, iniisip kong pagagalitan ako.

"Did you already mastered your kicks, anak?"

"Opo, Pa."

"Good, then you will now start to practice a gun. Come here."

Bumuntong hininga ako at lumapit na kay Papa. Nasulyapan ko din ang pag-buntong hininga ni kuya. He looks like he really doesn't want me to do this but he can't do anything. He can't disobey father.

Kuya Theoden, in his twenties, looks so firm and muscular. Dahil siguro sa pagte-train sakanya ni Papa, naging well built ang katawan niya. Nga lang, parang hindi bumagay sa mukha niyang mukhang mabait at inosente.

His jaw is perfectly sculpted in his face. His thick brows and long eye lashes fits him. His pointed nose and pink thin lips looks good in him. With his brown slightly curled hair, and his brown eyes, he really loouks innocent to me.

His features are so opposite to mine. Katamtaman lang at kulay puti ang aking kilay, also with my lashes. My nose is pointed but not same as his. Makapal ang labi ko at namumula din. My jaw perfectly fits to my almond shaped face. And my hair is all white, plus my eyes is colored the same as the ocean, probably why my name is Pristine.