Introduction
My nightmare started like this. A Boy General (probably in his 20's) was wearing a blue uniform and was talking, to a muscular, hairy, tall, and black creature. It was hanging into an acacia tree. And was smoking a big pipe of cigarette.
The creature fiercely looked at the General eyes.
He could have run when he had the chance. But he just stood there serenely. Like it was a casual conversation.
The General speaks with audacity to the creature, "Long time no see, my dearest friend."
The creature gritted its teeth, "Miong, what do you want this time?" it clasped its sharp claws.
He smiled and then sighed, "Guardia Civils are planning to recapture the areas in which we had occupied. I need your help to delay their advances."
It semi-crooked smiled, "Hahaha!!! There puny weapons are no much for my impenetrable strength."
The general eyes became weary, "But please do it in secret. If someone finds out I befriended a Kapre...I mean an indestructible creature, I'll be hanged for sure."
The Kapre thumps its fist, "Generations from now we will be call myths. People won't remember the contributions we had embedded in this world. "
The impact of its fists almost made the general fell to the ground. Fortunately, he was able to grasp a tree nearby.
His blue uniform slightly torn. I know a woman whom everyone calls the great survivor. Because she was able to survive typhoons and massive storms. Miong was experiencing the same situation.
The creature sniffed curiously like there was a buffet. "Should we talk in private, Miong?"
Miong raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
The creature growled. He lunged at me, opening its sharp claws. My fight or flight mood didn't do any good. So, I was preparing to die.
But...
All I can see was a white background being shredded likethere was no tomorrow. I heard Chess Board pieces clattering. My green eyeswidened. I saw two Grade 12 students playing chess.
They had managed to yield the chess pieces as ammo before the librarian has arrived. "At least nakatulog ako ng 1 hour." I instinctively wanted to scold them but that would decrease my willpower.
Hi, my name is Steph and l love to Vape. Wow!!! Great starter, isn't it? It's not that I'm addicted. I have this coping mechanism. Basically, it's embedded in my DNA. (I'm gonna talk about that later.)
My baby-faced rest in my shoulders, zoning out to a shelve fill with books. I slowly stretched my arms to avoid numbness. Five grade 12 students were smirking at me intentionally, saying offensive stuff like: Autistic yan, Hindi siya marunong maki-pag-interact sa ibang tao, at spoiled yan.
(That one is true. What? At least I was honest. Unless you want me to be pretentious, well, be my guest for all I care.)
I wore a pink blazer which is kinda sexist if you ask me with a white uniform embedded with a symbol I don't really care about; from the waist down a skirt.
Frankly, it is too short for me. Ouch. That's why I always take off my heels whenever I'm in the library. Feet aching like there was no tomorrow.
I have a white stone necklace on my neck. My grandma says when the time comes...the time comes.
I despise the person who is responsible for the making of the heels.
My pale skin has been shivering for a long time, if only the staff will have the decency to change the temperature into something much warmer.
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Steph the Millennial Half-Kapre
Historical FictionSteph Laquez didn't want to become a Half-Kapre. She needs to figure out her powers quick in order to survive.