Witching Hours

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Welcome to the Witching Hours!

A group of witches and warlocks here to share our stories and poems from that came from our imagination. For further details, see below.

We are your Witches & Warlocks !

♰ Marcuz ♰ Alyssa ♰ Jhanizarie ♰ Richard ♰ Kenneth ♰Rachelle ♰ Maylyn ♰ Mathew ♰ Drew ♰ Miyuki ♰ Charellein ♰

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"Confused, My Journey"

By Mathew Torres

Being a confused child about sexual orientation and gender identity, you can be confused on who to look up to. Being closeted can also be a struggle as you have nobody to share too, you have yourself and yourself only.

Gay culture in the Philippines has some strict standards on how you have to be. If you’re feminine, you have to be pretty, if not you have to be funny. If you’re masculine, you have to be hot, and if you’re not, you’ll be left in the dirt with no hope. Growing up feminine and noy exactly attractive was very damaging. Being a ground to earth person meant I don’t fit into those stereotypes. I had to put on a façade that I was always happy and funny.

And that’s when the art of writing comes in. It was my escape, a made-up fantasy so I could see myself through the eyes of an idealistic reality I wanted to live.

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"A Roller Coaster In My Imagination"

By Maylyn Secretaria

Writing is not my passion, but as time went on, I got more interested in it. When I was in elementary school, I attempted to write a short narrative, which was difficult for me because it was my first time writing. I used to like writing about what was in my head at the moment. When I was in primary school, I wrote a lot of short tales, which pushed me to attempt to create additional stories. When I was in fifth grade, I attempted to create songs, but I found it difficult to continue since I had lost the desire to express what was in my thoughts at the time. When I reached high school, I began to lose the motivation to write since it took me a long time to quit writing with my imagination. When I was in seventh school, I attempted to compose a love story. It was nice when I first started, but as it took a long, I gave up and lost the will to continue writing that novel, and I was disappointed in myself at that point. I'm in eighth grade, and practically all of my classmates are skilled at writing tales. I'm jealous of them since I know I don't have a similar talent to them. I enjoy reading stories, so I wondered why I hadn't written again, but this time it's about me and my future. Time passed, and these experiences taught me not to be afraid to attempt anything new that can teach me a lesson one day.

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"It Started With Zombies"

By Miyuki Watanabe

It started with a spare notebook. Does it not always? I was a 6th grader, and I loved zombies. I loved school. I thought to myself, “Why not combine both?” So there I was, scribbling in my Hello Kitty notebook about a zombie outbreak. The plot was about how students would cope in a school setting. I was not creative, the characters were my classmates. I wrote their suffering, I wrote their grief. I killed my classmates. I do not recommend killing your classmates, but I do recommend writing about your zombie fantasies. My story was so good, my classmates read them! They were not so flattered reading about their detailed deaths. Definitely, it was original. The plot has neve been done before. I was the first one. I was optimistic, until I realized I was not so original after all. Thanks, “All of Us Are Dead!”

The following year, I would start junior high school. I wanted a new start. I moved to Japan. I abandoned my zombie story. I started writing other stories such as romance and slice of life. They were one page stories. With this, I also practiced my handwriting. If you think it is still bad now, think about how worse it was back in 2017. Even I cannot read it anymore. Literal chicken scratch. It helped with my creativity, not so sure with my style in general. I was struggling!

Year 2018, I published interactive stories on Twitter. I thought many would want to read and see. That was not the case! My stories were poorly written, with many inconsistencies and plot holes. Here, I realized my stories were less than entertaining. It felt like a chore to read. It was wordy, it was horrible. I lost motivation and just decided to start a journal. I have always loved the feeling of the pen gliding across the paper. I would always feel at ease. This went on until 2019. There was even a time when I made my own journal. Yes, I compiled, sowed, and wrote in my own journal. I loved writing in it so much, I finished it in two months. 

Then the pandemic hit. I used this time to actually think about what I want to do. I loved writing, but the type of writing I did was not for me. Over the years, I realized that fiction was not for me. I realized that I preferred pen and paper rather than a keyboard. I realized that I loved writing letters for the people I care about, I realized that journaling was the type of writing for me. I realized that I cannot write straight without a guide. Wow, that was a lot of realizing! 

Now, I only keep a notebook to write my thoughts in, I do not use it daily. I invite others to write their day instead. It is also nice to know what my friends think of me. I use writing to keep memories. It is not perfect, nor does it have to be, It will be just for my eyes only, like a little time capsule, Wherever I go, however old I get, I know that I can always go back and reread that time I tripped in street full of people back in September 15, 2018. Embarrassing, I know, But that is the charm in my journals. And I will continue to embarrass myself, all because I started writing about zombies.

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"It all started because of my little crush"

By Alyssa Balingit

This is a carefully kept secret, but every night before I go to bed, I make-up scenarios in my mind.

To begin, apart from academic or meaning materials, I recall the first book I’ve ever read. It was the hit, “the Diary of a Wimpy Kid,” I recollect being so engrossed in it, finishing in one setting. 

When I read, I make extensive use of my imagination. I always envision what I read. It makes the whole thing even more enjoyable. But, as I reflect on my childhood, I’ve come to realize I’ve always been imaginative. Fascinated by those around me, my surroundings, and why I think and act the way I do. 

I used to compose lyrics, narratives or storylines on an Orion Intermediate Pad. It’s incredible how I remember this detail, atleast to me. It consisted of my crush, kind and so charming, He was my seatmate, using different names to whatever I was writing. He’d read it at times, unaware it was about him. I don’t think he knew I had a crush on him at the time, and I hope he never finds out. Young me was so corny. 

Years passed, and fan fiction was my first exposure to writing online; actually taking the time to time and compose. I believe it took place in 2014? I used to read Wattpad, listen to kpop and one direction was it not a sure bet?

It was posted on my twitter stan account. I can't seem to recall particular elements and themes. The sure thing there was that it was a lot of grammatical mistakes and a lot of cringing. 

Man, it was truly an era. 

To be honest, I don’t write now as a hobby. What I do is think of scenarios, appropriate lines for it, visual settings and now I picture my characters. I’d jot them down on random papers. 

My subsequent writing experiences were prompted by requirements or performance tasks in junior high school. Fast forward to grade 11, upon transferring to Holy Angel, when there was a groupwork involving creation of scripts, I’d generally volunteer because it was something I felt more comfortable doing than speaking or editing. I was in conflict. I believe I felt mediocre since I could not fully show my creativity because of the restrictions and significance of sticking within the designated topic. 

“Preserve your memories, keep them well.”

“What you forget, you can never retell.”

Journaling has been the most meaningful thing I;ve begun this year. It caused me to reflect on my day, what I’ve learned, who I’ve spoken with, and what I’ve done. It prompted self-realization and reflections I had not thought about before.

To conclude, it also had a fundamental impact on my writing. It excited me to think I’d be capable of looking back upon my sentiment and thoughts. I look forward to use how my life changes month by month, year by year as I grow older. 

Things I have no control over will continue to happen. The key would be affirmation, and the reality that it’s all about perspective when it comes to life.

I constantly tell myself that regardless of what happens and no matter what othe people think and say,

I am the protagonist of my own story. 

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"My Journey"

By Richard Bondoc

I was not the most creative when it comes to writing when I was a kid, Growing up physical activities was my forte. I did not enjoy writing until one day, in my junior high days, there was an essay contest. I did not really had much of a choice but I thought that maybe I should try to exert some effort in this. Long story short, I won the contest and got my essay to be laminated as an award. That was the moment that I had discovered that i can think creatively in writing,

I used this as an advantage and then what happened is, I grew up to love writing my thoughts, though I'm not much of a writer these days, the fact that, that small event helped me propelled myself to where I am today and where I will be in my near future. 

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"Seriously, (very) NOT Funny"

By Rachelle Mangaliman

You, who called my 12 year old self a gift

I hate you

You, who called my 12 year old self a gift

I need you

Cause I’m seriously doubting myself

Seriously craving for validation

There are a lot of different ways on how I can start this craft essay. I can use the “Reader first, writer after” or the iconic “At 13, I discovered how writing could perform its magic,” I can even use the “Writing gives me the privilege to create my own world.” There are a lot of options, but there words are buried in the back of my mind. ‘Cause as I wrote this essay, the only thing I could think of is “you would submit another boring essay because you are losing your words, or better yet, you are not that good of a writer, you are just a kid that got praise a lot.”

It is a comedy that I am supposed to tell a story about how I became a creative writer when I’ve been doubting myself for a year now, comparing myself to other kids’ words, hating my previous works. How am I supposed to call myself a writer when not so long ago, I forgot the word “insecure.”And looking back, that memory is a shit show, ‘cause how can a person disregard the only word that can describe her current status.

As I overthink about my capability of being a writer, one famous character keeps knocking into my head and I’m telling you, I am seriously ignoring her, the Rory Gilmore from the show Gilmore Girls. Yes, I am comparing myself to Rory. And before any of you laugh at me, let me finish first (you finish reading first to be exact). I’m talking about the Yale Rory, The Year In A Life Rory.The one where she faced her downfall, as the viewers would call it.

After 3 paragraphs, I would finally tell my journey as a creative writer, by using Rory GIlmore as a reference.

Rory started off as a kid who keeps her nose inside her books. Would automatically shut down as she turned her page. Being a journalist is her dream, and going to Harvard is her lifetime wish. Her dreams are high and impossible a person outside her town would say. But Rory never experienced or faced doubtness, everyone in Star Hollows put her in a pedestrial, even the grandparents who lived in different postal codes. She has it all, brain, confidence, tallent, support system, and even beauty. However, nothing is constant, no one could be at the top for so long. Rory declined Harvard and went to Yale. And everyone who watched the show would express their feelings in this storyline in different cuss words, they could even invent one.

Someone doubted Rory’s ability to be a journalist. One sentence ruined her entire life, her belief system. Suddenly, she is staring outside, ignoring her midterm exams, dropping out of school, and moving into her grandparent’s pool house. She finally realizes how average her capability is, how she achieved to be the top of her class because she lives in a small town. Her works aren’t admiring, her face is. She is not gifted, she is just a kid who received a lot of praise.

She is the same as the writer. Her words aren’t moving, her previous teacher simply does not have lots of options. Her stories are not mind blowing, they are just surprised she can write a book. They just admire her, but not her words. She is not gifted, she is just a kid who received a lot of praise.

So tell me. How can I narrate my journey as a creative writer, when I am not even sure I must call myself a writer. 

To all the Rory Gilmore out there. Hope you are experiencing Rising Action. Because the rest of us badly need help being stuck in Conflict for a concernable amount of time. 

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"On Personal Growth In Writing"

By Marcuz Antonio Balina

The path towards creative writing is not great, but a complex one. One must have a wide vocabulary and a deep, vast imagination to masterfully express his thoughts and to produce majestic pieces. I have strived to achieve those capabilities. My strong will to reach those enabled me to write good, acceptable works. My confidence in writing soared. Had I not become courageous enough to pursue this, I will not be a captivated by the majestic world of writing. My journey to be a creative writer is valuable to me, since I will not be able to show my appreciation to this warm hearted world without it. My experiences are important, for writing has also helped to clear my cloudy perception of everything.

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"A step into my writing life"

By Deidrew Tuazon

How would I describe my writing journey? To make things easier, let's split it up through the stages of life.

Stage 1: Infancy

From when I was born up until I was learning to walk I had many people come into my life, each

carrying me with a different story to tell. Many tales were told, ranging from those who are heroic and bold, stories and lessons which shape me like a mold.

Stage 2: Childhood

This was when I got to explore my artistic side, coloring the walls, following the lines as guides. Learning to walk, talk, and write, this was just the start of a long ride. I've become active and social, trying my best to tell my own tales. Trying to write down my journal, becoming fond of telltales. I've grown detached of writing because of the way my handwriting looks, its apparent that still hasn't changed..

Stage 3: Adolescence

Here we are, on my way to adulthood. Going through issues and tissues seeing if I could get a clue. How do I express feelings which those I can't even tell no one? Whom do I go to in my times of need? My parents aren't there, my friends are also growing, I just feel so alone. This was when my love for writing came back, I journaled my thoughts into a tiny book, one I can keep where no one can look. On my spare time I would watch videos of spoken poetry, the tone in their voice, the feelings in their eyes, it gets me all giddy. From there, I would write poems with my friends, on the floor with only our papers and pens. Reading them to one another, these memories are those which will last forever. My love for writing only grew from there, from poems to short stories, the amount of serotonin writing gives me, nothing can compare. I am still learning and on the process of going through adulthood, many more lessons to experience, I bet I'll always look back to my childhood.

Stage 4: Adulthood

I can't wait to see what's in store for me in the future. May it be happy or sad, I can always cope

with humor. I look forward to where life may take me, the next time I continue this I hope I'm still free as a bee with tons of honey, making money for my soon to be family.

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"Journey In Writing"

By Jhanizarie Barnes

Writing is a form where people communicate and share ideas using symbols or letters. It’s already part of our human nature because its essential & relevant in our lives. Since the day we’ve been born, We all have the ability to write and also to read because writing help each other to understand the context that we wanna address to the people. But, now did we develop writing? What are the steps that my younger self take in order to achieve writing? Skills today. Did writing help me to get in shape for the skills that I have? We can now take a look back at the path I’ve fulfilled in writing. 

I first started writing my name in my pre-school days. Writing for kids have to be easy and uncomplicated at first in that case they’re able to cope up easily in writing with thei own. After writing my name, I started to write down sentence per sentence and unfamiliar words in my elementary days. We started to tackle a lesson that can also improve my writing skills, where we read and write self-explanatory question-answer test. We also memorie sentence or words through writing. In my high school dats I stated to write cliché stories created by my imaginative mind. I also do write poems, whatever my emotions are (happy, sad, frustrated, etc). Writing the stories in my mind makes me calm and forget all my worries. When I’m at 9th-senior high school days, as time passes by I also learned learned to write more critically and wisely. I wrote down my observations or opinions about the reality. Furthermore, I also consider writing my own reality concerning my grow and development of my mind to have a stronger personality. To add up, I also did writing to enhance my understanding an to be unbiased in my writing. I've practiced to become neutral in some real life scenario in my life.

Writing is an important aspect in life. Without writing we couldn't also be able to understand people’s different stories and perspectives. Up until now, I practiced and enjoyed writing about my novels and reality. Writing isn’t only about symbols and letters, you can always involved writing down your reality, emotions, fiction stories, the things that you wanna write about either for the nation, nature or people. It’s a free method to express our thoughts and perspective to each other that may help one another in maturing our minds. 

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"Be Unique"

By Charellein Zata

Writing was fun because it uses my imagination to write something about my experiences, express my feelings, to write a letter, to compare some lyrics and sonnet. Writing also helps me to communicate with other people. One time, in our class while the teacher is discussing, I was to tell to my best friend, so to avoid necessary noise I use to write it down in the piece of my paper, until my teacher notides it and then she was so angry, to the point that she read our conversation to the whole class, that was embarrassing but the most memorable day in my life, because that experienced made me realized that writing a letter was fun, not until you teacher caught you because it may cause you a trouble.

When I was 9 years old, way back in 2013, I have a lot of experiences and I use to write it down on my diary, but first what is diary? Since I was a child, I don’t have an idea what is diary. Until my friend and classmates introduce me what is diary. It is a book in which keeps a daily record of events and experiences of your life. Not just diary but also a slam book, in our era slambook was very popular where you and your friends exchange to answer all the following questions about yourself. So basically I was so interested and got jealous because all of them are having this kind of notebooks, so I decided to buy atleast 2 notebooks for them to answer my slambook to get to know them more. And lastly everytime I got home, I have this habit that, I will finish first all my assignments and all staff I need to prioritize first, and the last part which is my favorite favorite routine is getting my diary notebook, and also U forgot, once or twice I think, I brought my diary at my school and if I’m lazy to do our activities and waiting for our lunch break I’m writing all my thoughts to that notebook, that is why my teacher gave me a detention slip, because I haven’t finish my goals for almost 3 days because of writing all over to my diary, so going back to my routine every night, that was my favorite part where I can say what happen to me in that entire day. I’m enjoying narrating my day because everyday for me was a memorable even if its worse or not, I’m always writing those to my diary. Until one day my diary went missing and I couldn’t find anymore, i was 5ht/4th grade I think when it started to get lost As time goes by. I got older and for me my life gets messy for I have personal problems and issues about myself. So, I use to write love songs, or if I’m boring I use to write something, like what word comes to my mind and start gathering them to create some lyrics, since I was a music lover and playing instruments so I enjoyed composing a song, and also in our subjects in grade 7 & 8. I’m enjoying writing of my own lyrics. I was glad that my composed songs are become popular to my fellow classmates and teachers because the rhythm and the beat are good.

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"The Tale of Juliet’s Multiverse"

SCENE 1 

SEQUENCE 1 

Setting: At the park in the village where Fairy and Dweine reside. Morning. The sky is clear as the seas, and the sun on the left background brightly shines. An old, tall, large tree 

stands to the right of the stage. A swing and slide is placed to the left of the stage. On the horizon, the green meadow can be seen. Birds can be seen flying across the sky. 

Fairy, an eight-year old. is seated at the swing, crying. A few moments later, Dwaine, another kid the same age as her, comes and approaches Fairy. 

(Fairy, an eight year old little girl, is crying at the swing) 

Dweine 

(Dweine, a little boy who is the same age as Fairy is slowly walking towards the little girl who is visibly crying) Fairy right? Can I sit beside you? Why are you crying? Are you hurt? Did the monsters hurt you? Do you see a ghost? Tell me! Tell me! (Dweine’s voice is friendly. He flashes his warm smile to the young lady who’s been crying for a minute in front of her as a sign of comforting her.) 

(Fairy just glanced at the little boy beside her. She move a huge distance away from the child of her parent’s enemy) 

Fairy 

Go away! You’re so noisy! I don’t like you! You’re just going to say meaningful things to me just like what your parents did to my parents! I don’t like you! Leave me alone! (Despite the fact that Fairy is already terrified of Dweine, she gathers the will to yell in his face.) 

(Dweine laughs while seeing the little girl’s reaction towards his friendly approach. She seems even more damaged because of her sobbing, in addition, her arms are bruised.) 

(Despite the little girl being visibly afraid towards Dweine, he gives Fairy his handkerchief and wipes the little girl's tears, and gently pat her head) 

Dweine

If I would treat you to ice cream, would you consider me as your friend, not your enemy? I wanna be your friend! I wanna wipe your tears or even keep you away from all those pain that you feel! We are too young to be broken! (Dweine said in his calmest tone and even hugged Fairy lightly. Fairy just nodded) 

SEQUENCE 2 

(An ice cream vendor passes by the park. Dweine immediately ran towards the ice cream vendor the moment Fairy nodded and accepted his offer. He cannot stop grinning as he carries the ice cream in both of his hands. He truly wants Fairy to be his friend. After buying some ice cream, Dwaine goes to Fairy, who is sitting on the grass.) 

Dweine 

Here! Here’s your ice cream! (Slowly catching his breath) 

Fairy 

Thank you! Ohhh can I please have the strawberry one? I really love strawberry (In her most soothing voice) 

(Dweine just sat down beside her again while opening the sachet pack of an ice cream) 

Dweine 

I didn’t know what kind of ice cream flavor you like so I went with strawberry and vanilla. But oh! We have some similarities ‘cause I like strawberry flavors too! ( He smile again while giving the strawberry flavor ice cream and some tissues to Fairy) 

(Dweine and Fairy started talking about their likes and dislikes to get to know each other more) 

Fairy 

Wow, do you truly enjoy those, too? I used to think it was strange that I enjoyed them, but I'm pleased someone else does!(She smile and initiate a high five) 

(Dweine held his hand high to receive Fairy’s high five) 

Dweine 

So are we officially like uhm friends and not enemies? (he says happily as if begging) 

(Fairy nodded to answer Dweine’s question) 

Dweine

Yey I have a friend! I have a friend! (he laughed with a great joy knowing that he had an extraordinary friend) 

(Dweine stood up from excitement and started jumping around. Fairy also stood up and held Dweine’s hand while they are encircling in excitement) 

Fairy and Dweine 

Yes, we are friends! We are friends! (They are both smiling from ear-to-ear) 

Dweine 

(Dweine’s smile is slowly fading away when he realizes something) Oh…uhm…How about our parents? They are both rivals. I’m scared they might hurt or make you cry again! (He held Fairy’s cheeks with one hand and softly squish it) 

Fairy 

Then let’s be secret friends! (She giggles and raises her pink finger as a sign of promise) Secret friends? (She is smirking by her brilliant idea, and waiting patiently for Dweine’s action) 

Dweine 

(He raised his pinky finger as a sign of accepting Fairy’s offer) Secret friends!!! 

SEQUENCE 3 

In the classroom of a high school. First day of school. Morning. On the left and right parts of the background, there is a door leading to the corridor. Between those doors are windows that show the corridor. Above the windows is a clock that shows it is 7:00 a.m. There are students walking outside the corridor, sometimes talking to their peers. 

On the left side of the stage, there is a blackboard, and a teacher's table. There are several chalks on the table, with a blackboard eraser next to them. At the front of the table, there are some new brown school chairs. On the right side of the stage are empty shelves. 

The classroom is refurbished. The morning sun illuminates the room, turning the wall paint of old rose livelier and brighter. An alarm rang across the school, causing the students to rush to their classrooms. As they hurry into their rooms, Fairy and Dwaine appear, teasing each other. Some of their classmates enter along with them. 

Fairy

You’re so slow! I won again! Aha! You better treat me for our break later! (She wrapped her arms around Dweine’s shoulder while playfully patting his head) 

Dweine 

(He annoyedly detached Fairy’s arms around him) You wish! How can I run so fast if you made me carry all of these things?! (Pertaining to fairy’s carrier) You’re such a loser and a cheater! (he was annoyed while shouting loudly) 

(Dweine and Fairy both keep on annoying each other until they reach their classroom) 

Fairy 

I would definitely get a perfect score compared to you, so as a sign of victory, I will squish you in a friendly but hard way. So start hoping that you would get a score similar to mine (She was grinning wildly) 

Dweine 

Can you please stop talking nonsense? You sounded like a bee. So just sit down and please, humble yourself (He said in his most bored voice and flashes a sarcastic smile at the same time) 

Teacher 

Please arrange yourselves now. I would like to introduce your new classmate Anissa Meriaza! Gave her a warm welcome and we would begin our lesson (Tons of students are waving towards the new girl) Please sit beside Fairy Nadania, thank you (She motion Fairy’s chair) 

(Anissa, the new girl, is dressed in black slacks and white t-shirt. She quietly walk towards the chair beside Fairy, who is wearing a bright and friendly smile) 

Anissa 

Hi…(She shyly said) 

Fairy 

Omg hi! Welcome, welcome! I hope we can be friends. I am Fairy, (She looked at Dweine’s direction) and this guy beside me is Dweine. We have been friends for a very long time, and we are hoping to be your friend too! If you have some questions you can ask us! We can help you and such! We’re so glad to have you here! (Her voice is energetic and fast) 

Dweine

(He is wearing his small smile and his second hand embarrassment towards Fairy’s energy is visible to his face) Hello, uhm sorry. She overreacts on almost everything, but we are pleased to meet you. 

(Dweine teases Fairy and Fairy punches him in his arms. 

(Dweine playfully punch Fairy’s arm to get her attention since she is busy examining Anissa’s appearance) 

Anissa 

Oh! I appreciate your invitation. I truly appreciate it, so maybe I can accompany you over recess?(she timidly said and even scratch the back of her head) 

(Fairy was delighted by Anissa’s offer and started talking to her nonstop from that day on.) 

SCENE 2 

SEQUENCE 4 

(In the new classroom of the same school. Morning. Same layout of the classroom seen in Sequence 3. Yet, there are few signs of the room's degradation since its refurbishment a few years prior. The wall's old rose paint has faded, and a couple of furniture has shown signs of wear. The sunlight is dimmed by some clouds passing through. The corridors are silent, due to the classes still going on. Here, most of the class attentively listen to their teacher's instructions being written at the blackboard. Fairy, Dweine, and Anissa, are listening attentively to the discussion) 

Teacher 

(She asked her students clearly) Any more questions? If not, I would like to discuss this week's activity. Form a group with three members for a group activity that will be submitted next meeting. Good day and Godbless you all! (She dismissed the class with a joyful face and greeting to them) 

(Anissa, Dweine, and Fairy are looking at each other and telepathically confirming their group. The class ended with the three of them still brainstorming for their group project.) 

Fairy 

Ahm…which house can we go to for our group project? (while brushing her hair, her mood went down and starts to give pretending face and confusing mind acting up while )

(Anissa is looking straight into Dweine, indicating that his house should be the meeting place) 

Dweine 

(He squint his eyes while looking at Fairy) 

I don’t think my place is a great idea. My parents would repeatedly call me asking multiple questions or asking for help about their social media passport, and that would create a distraction 

(Fairy looks into Dweine and back to Anissa, she is sending a message about their complicated situation and how Anissa would fix it.) 

Fairy and Dweine 

Anissa! Are you in? (They synchronously said) 

(Anissa just confusedly look towards Fairy and Dweine) 

Fairy 

Can we please start our project at your place? We can’t concentrate in my place and Dweine’s place, they just keep throwing us multiple chores (Her voice was soft and she is batting her eyelashes 

Anissa 

Are both of you sure about this? Because if yes, I would gladly accept it since it seems that my parents are second guessing if I have friends that are not from a book or a movie (She jokingly said). I think they are afraid of me being emo. 

Fairy and Dweine: 

Yes! Thank you so much Anissa!(shouted happily with a big smile on there faces) 

(The three of them are lazily cleaning up their things when Anissa asks something. 

Anissa 

Are both of your parents also close? Like, are they childhood friends like the both of you? (staring at them while giving a confusing face) 

(Fairy & Dweine can’t answer the question and are uncomfortable answering it so they decided not to talk)

SCENE 3 

SEQUENCE 6 

Setting: They are still at Anissa’s home when they get questioned by Anissa. After their group task they both decided to get home. Fairy sneaked into Dweine’s room to eat and to have another chit chat together but they almost got caught off. Fairy jumped and got bruises on her way home from the pharmacy store. She bumps into Anissa and Anissa helps her to cover her woods at their (tambayan) village’s park. 3:00pm. (September 15,2011) 

(Fairy climbed into Dweine’s window so the two friends could hang out after finishing their project at Anissa’s place. However, Fairy was bruised because she fell down into the ground while climbing towards Dweine’s room) 

SEQUENCE 7 

(At the village park. Afternoon. It is quiet. Same setting seen in Sequence 1. The sun shines in its last glory before the darkness cloaks the world. Fairy and Dweine sit on the swings. Dwaine is applying bandages to Fairy' wounds. Later, Anissa arrives. Anissa notices Fairy’s injury and Dweine’s worried face but she decides not to ask them ‘cause it seems that the cause of Anissa’s injury is a sensitive topic between the two.) 

Anissa 

Some of the bruises are still fresh, you know. Whatever you two are doing should stop before any of you become seriously injured. I’m glad I went to the pharmacy, because if not, these bruises would not get clean and fix at all (she is very worried and felt pity to Fairy’s injury) 

(Anissa regretted commenting about Fairy’s injuries since the atmosphere became more awkward, if it is even possible) 

(Fairy held Anissa’s hand and move er chin so they can look at each other equally) 

Fairy 

Listen Anissa, whatever you would hear today must not get out outside of this circle (She is pointing herself, Anissa, and Dweine repeatedly) or we would not see each other again

(The moment Anissa nodded, is the moment Fairy and Dweine tell her the story about the childish rivalry between their parents and how none of them has any idea about the friendship that is going on between their children) 

SCENE 4 

SEQUENCE 8 

Settings: Anissa’s House at her room around 3:00 pm on a Saturday. September 19,2011. 

Anissa 

Wait…wait…wait. So you're telling me, both of you are still naïve when it comes to relationships? (said by a teasing smile) 

Fairy 

You are exaggerating Anissa, just because we still haven’t entered a relationship it doesn’t mean we are clueless about it. (she explained it clearly while looking up straight eye to eye) 

(Dweine nod his head as a sign of agreeing to Fairy) Anissa 

Yes, but still. Both of you still haven’t experienced what it is like to be in love or be in love. (she said it calmly while looking fairy and gives a smile) 

Dweine 

Does imagining things count? (confusing while thinking a lot) 

(Anissa was supposed to tease Dweine but she senses that her friend is serious.) 

Anissa 

I don’t know Dweine. What kind of romantic things enter your mind? Or better yet, what is your idea of love? (Started to confused) 

Dweine 

Well— (Fairy cut him off) 

Fairy

Ahhhh yes, love. You are kind of an expert in that field, right Dweine? (she asked) 

(Dweine is on a verge of defending himself but Fairy is talking fast he cannot intervene) 

Fairy 

Let's see, Devi rejected you in 4th grade. Rory laughed at you when you invited her to be your date at the ball. You got punched by Assia’s boyfriend when you gave her A BOUQUET OF FLOWERS on valentines. And oh oh oh— (Dweine finally cut her off) 

Dweine 

Okay Fairy that is enough. So what if everybody keeps rejecting me? It doesn’t mean love doesn’t exist. It simply meant that I still haven’t found the right one. And if I do, I would give all the romantic things going on inside my head.(he reacted calmly while saying his insights) 

Fairy 

What if when the right one comes, if she or he really exists. You are already tired from all of the rejection and for you, love is just a chemical thing going on inside your head.(she seriously talking while looking her hands) 

Dweine 

I don’t think that is going to happen. Because imagine all the love I am willing to give to the wrong person, what more if I already found the right one. (he felt worry and afraid) 

(There is a moment of silence after Dweine’s explanation and Anissa could no longer handle the awkwardness.) 

Anissa 

You know what, if I’m just a background person from a movie, and the two of you are the main character. (Her voice was hesitant) I would think that a secret feeling is going on inside the two of you.(she was annoyed and doesn’t know what to feel) 

(Fairy quickly defend herself that cause suspicion) Fairy

What? Us?! Iwwww! Anissa! Dweine is like a brother I have that I wish I never had. (she shouted while giving a silly face) 

(Dweine was just laughing because finally, Fairy is no longer teasing him) 

Anissa 

You can’t blame me Fairy you know, the two of you are always together. You finish each other’s sentences. You probably knew one another more than you know yourself. (she is giving the energy of being jealous with the tone and expression of her voice and face) 

Fairy 

Well, Anissa, you are wrong. We are just friends, we don’t have any secret feelings. The relationship between us is plainly platonic. (She explained again clearly with a serious tone of voice) 

(Fairy was so serious saying her explanation that she didn’t release her eye contact with Anissa) 

Anissa 

Okay then. No secret feelings, plainly platonic. (she said it softly while being serious) 

(Anissa was so casual talking to them you wouldn’t notice her sweaty hands and her fast heartbeat.) 

(Dweine was just looking at the two, getting suspicious about Anissa’s stair at her childhood friend). 

Scene 5 

Sequence 9 

Setting: Fairy’s Bedroom. Night. Fairy is alone, sitting at the chair near the window. October 05, 2012. 

Fairy 

(low-spirited, teary-eyed) What a lonely night! Here I am, holes in this dark room, and have done nothing for the past days. Except thinking about him… if we could go somewhere… on a starry night… (suddenly rises) But where is he? He just left the town without telling me! How cruel is he! Dwaine… you… I do not miss you as a crush, but as a friend, okay!? (short silence) But… I

cannot take it anymore. I want to see your smiles, take you in my arms again… so… go back now!!! I miss you so much… 

(She weeps. As she continues crying, a sudden rapid knock on the door is heard.) 

FAIRY 

(stops crying and fixes herself) Come in! 

(Fairy’s parents, Koron and Faido, go inside. They are both seething in anger) 

KORON 

(While extremely angry, she shows Fairy her own cell phone that contains the messages between Fairy and Dwaine.) Tell me, my dear, that these are all lies! 

FAIRY 

What do you mean? (started to confuse while looking around) 

FAIDO 

(furious) You are chummy with our rivals’ son! Have not you ever thought about how pathetic your decision is? 

FAIRY 

(raising her voice) It is not pathetic! You both are pathetic, along with your absurd rivalries! 

FAIDO 

They have ruined our reputation for so long already, and don’t you tell me that this is going for too long! (shouted very loud because of anger) 

FAIRY 

It is! And our friendship does not bring harm to all of you! (continuously expressing strong feelings) 

FAIDO 

Shut up! Your relationship is a danger already, and this must end now! (loud and clearly said) 

FAIRY 

You two will not meddle here! If you dare, I’ll leave here and rebuke you two! (she is very angry with an evil eye she does) 

FAIDO 

(raises his hands to slap her) You damn—

KORON 

(stops Faido to protect Fairy) Do not hit your daughter, calm down then we will talk to her! (convinced to stop the fight) 

FAIRY 

Even a sincere talk will do nothing to our 

friendship!(exaggerating while pointing him) 

KORON 

I beg you, Fairy, be silent, and we’ll talk later, but assure us to end your relationship with the bastard Dwaine! 

FAIRY 

No! No! No! Nevermore! 

FAIDO 

(He finally overpowers Koron. Afterwards, he comes closer to Fairy and raises his hands to slap her) I have had enough, you damn– 

(Anissa quickly rushes to the scene, stops the hand of Faido.) 

KORON & FAIRY 

(screams) 

FAIDO 

Who are you? Get out of here, or I’ll break your face! 

Anissa 

(powerful and threatening) Do it, and I’ll wreck your jaw and crush your balls, old man! 

KORON 

(to Faido) Calm down, Faido! She is Anissa, Fairy’s friend. 

FAIDO 

You are not invited in this conversation, so piss off from here, you brat! 

Anissa 

I will stay here and protect Fairy from your stinking hands, you mindless dotard! 

KORON 

(to Anissa) Stop it! Dear Anissa, apologize to him. (to Faido) Calm down, dumbhead! Let’s get out of here and let off some steam. Nothing will result from this arguing. Come on, follow me!

FAIDO 

But 

KORON 

(along with Anissa, they stare at him) Go out! 

(Faido, embarrassed and defeated, mumbles while being forced to go out of the room by his wife.) 

KORON 

Anissa, please help us in talking about Fairy and that Dwaine. I know you can sort it out since you are her best friend. Thank you. 

Anissa 

Fine. I also apologize for earlier. 

(Koron nods, then goes out of the room, and locks the door. The two girls are left alone. Fairy is still sobbing, then runs to Anissa and falls to her arms.) 

FAIRY 

Thanks, my savior! I can’t do anything about them. If Dwai– 

Anissa 

I am here to protect you. While Dwaine’s out, I’m in. Now, what’s the issue between you and your parents? 

FAIRY 

They scolded me because of my friendship with Dwaine! They think that he is my boyfriend! 

Anissa 

But it is your family’s rivalry with Dwaine's that caused this, right? 

FAIRY 

Yes! But it should stop. Don’t they understand that? Dwaine is a kind, pleasant man. We cherish each other a lot. With his heavenly looks and personality, it must be the same for his family. Right, Anissa? 

Anissa 

Yeah, but was Dwaine here able to stand up for you tonight?

FAIRY 

No. He’s not here tonight, so how could he? 

Anissa 

If he is not here tonight, how can he be there for you in the future? 

FAIRY 

(incensed) He will… he will be there for me… 

Anissa 

Well, I hope so. You should not believe in a knight in dazzling armor. A sleeping beauty does not need a prince to awaken her. 

FAIRY 

Then what should I do? 

Anissa 

Stand up for yourself. Right now, do not depend on someone like him. He neither bid farewell to you nor told where he is going. When he promises to rescue you, he’ll not arrive on time. Once he arrives, you are already mauled by the monsters. 

FAIRY 

I can’t! The monsters have taken care of me, and I love them. Me and Dwaine will talk to them, and we will peacefully stand up to them! They will be surprised with our courage. 

Anissa 

Heh, I don’t think so. Someone as feeble as Dwaine will be frowned upon by your parents and will be called sleazy! 

FAIRY 

(infuriated) How dare you call our friend like that! Anissa 

Oh… oops! My bad, my bad. But, think twice about him… you know… since your lovey-dovey thoughts about him may lead you to a cesspit! 

FAIRY 

Shut up! That’s why I do not want to talk to you! I would rather take a shower to refresh myself. See you later! 

(Fairy goes to the shower room after picking new clothes. Anissa is then left alone.)

Anissa 

The first of the poisoned chalices is now gulped! Fooled the parents, planted the seeds of doubt on my lovely, stupid darling. While Dwaine is out, Anissa is in! The fairy’s gonna be snitched by the witch! As Fairy drinks the goblets, Dwaine will fade away from her mind, and I will make him fade away from here! (Giggles) Now I feel like a god! Our minds, hearts and bodies are one, but Dwaine will be twain! A world where what I want does not happen is impossible. While my mask does not fall yet, I will claim my only desire: (intoxicated with psychopathic glee) Everything! Everything! Everything! 

(As Anissa revels in her thoughts, she is caught off-guard by Fairy.) 

FAIRY 

Hey? What’s wrong? 

Anissa 

None, I’m not going nuts. 

FAIRY 

Sorry for what happened earlier. Now, join me tonight. 

Anissa 

As you request, my fair lady. 

FAIRY 

(giggles) Come on! 

(Fairy turns off the light and the two go into the bed.) Anissa 

So, what have you thought of my words earlier? 

FAIRY 

I… I think you are right. I shall not be fooled by these swindling men. I will stand alone, and follow my parents! 

Anissa 

I didn't mean that… but for now, do not rely on him too much. Look around you… 

FAIRY 

“...and ask for help from people like you.” Since you said it, I will do it. I absolutely trust you, since you came to my aid. Without you, I will be unable to fend for myself.

Anissa 

But, you are fighting for Dwaine’ recognition so… focus on that. 

FAIRY 

Yeah… I can’t just leave him alone quickly. Let’s see what’s going to happen in the future, then prove if he is the right one. I still hold him dearly, and I hope he is too for me… 

Anissa 

You are only friends, remember that! Don’t be idealistic. (Fairy is embarrassed by her words.) 

FAIRY 

Anyways… I greatly appreciate your help earlier. 

Anissa 

No worries. So, good night… (gently but tightly embraces her) my beloved Fairy. 

FAIRY 

(slightly taken aback, but returns her embrace) Same here, my beloved friend Anissa. 

(They both fall asleep.) 

SCENE 6 

SEQUENCE 10 

At the school's main entrance. Morning. The sun is shining brightly, almost scorching everything it touches. Students, teachers and other personnel continually pour into the school. Fairy and Anissa are on the corner near the entrance. While they were talking, Dweine arrives, which catches their attention. 

Fairy 

He’s back. No.. no, Dairy you should avoid him. (Fairy said in her mind while avoiding a gaze At dweine) 

Dweine 

(he happily walks and aims for a hug to the fairy but he notices there’s something wrong) Woah, what a warm welcome huh? Did something happen? (He concerned said with them) 

Anissa 

o-oh dweine! You’re back uhm glad you’re here! Fairy, can you come with me? I need to pee! (Anissa look at fairy, while wearing her fake smile)

Fairy 

h-hey dweine (fairy greeted dweine in a cold tone even though she’s clearly nervous) let’s be quick Anissa! Before class starts! (She smiled again and immediately pull Anissa out of the room) 

(They both went to the restroom and fairy was so nervous she got panicked and teared up) 

Anissa 

shh, I'm here. I know how much you missed him but remember the night you got scolded okay? (Anissa hugged her to hide her grin) 

Fairy 

(fairy nodded while hugging Anissa’s back) okay let’s go back to class (fairy warmly said and smiled) 

(They both went back to the class, fairy and Anissa still didn’t even bother to look at dweine, for the whole day dweine notice that fairy is avoiding him) 

(Dismissal Time) 

Dweine 

Fairy! Anissa! Let’s go! I will send you both home and I also missed hanging out with you guys (he smiled sweetly while his hands are at his pockets waiting for them to say yes) 

Fairy 

(she gulped and gathered all her strength not to crack her voice while speaking to him) uh no sorry we have to go somewhere else. Like girls time! Bye! (Fairy said in her nervous tone, after answering dweine’s question she immediately pull Anissa and run away from dweine) 

(They left dweine dumb founded, dweine notice there’s something wrong, he couldn’t handle fairy avoiding him. He went to the teacher’s office to ask one of their close teacher for a favor) 

Dweine 

(he gently knocks and clears his throat) Ms. Penelope? (He gently spoke) 

(The teacher immediately open and let dweine in) 

Ms Penelope 

yes son? What can I do for you?

Dweine 

uhm can you call out fairy for tomorrow? I needed to speak with her but she's been avoiding me ever since I came back. From phone calls I thought she’s just busy but even at school she’s avoiding me. So favor Miss penelope? (He explained and nervously look at miss penelope, he’s still embarrassed to asked a favor like this) 

Ms Penelope 

oh these kids. Okay sure! Even though the both of you are already senior, you still have those little fights with the both of you huh? How adorable, okay sure. Tomorrow will do. (Ms penelope chuckled while agreeing on dweine’s favor) 

Dweine 

(He got excited and relieved when he heard that ms. Penelope agreed on his offer) thanks a lot ms. Penelope! I would really participate well in your class next time! Thank you ms. Penelope! Have a great day! 

(Dweine waved while he’s still delightful about the agreement. ) Sequence 11 

Setting: The day after dweine’s agreement. At school.3:00pm 

(They are already in the class listening to Ms. penelope’s lecture, some of their classmates are still sleepy since it’s their last subject) 

Ms Penelope 

So that's all hope you learned something for today's class, class dismissed and oh fairy come to my office after I need to talk about something. 

(Ms penelope walk out of the room) 

Fairy 

uhm just wait for me outside Anissa will you? (She smiled at her) 

Anissa 

yeah sure! (Anissa shrugged and hugged fairy)

Fairy 

(she went to ms Penelope’s office immediately, she. Gently knock and walk in) Yes ms. Penelope is there- 

(She got cut off when she saw Dweine stood up from his seat) 

Ms Penelope 

it looks like you both need a little chit chat (Ms.penelope giggled and walk out from the room) 

Dweine 

h-hi? Please say something. You know I can’t live a day avoiding me, what’s wrong? Please? Let’s hear it? (Dweine desperately asked while he almost kneel down and begged, his eyes says that he’s sincerely wanted to know every detail) 

Fairy 

(Fairy heavily sighs.) So it’s about my family. They scolded me and said we’re in a relationship. If I wouldn’t avoid you they would do something that I couldn’t imagine! They threaten me! Of course I have to protect you! (Fairy said while her voice are almost cracking up) 

Dweine 

(he quickly hugged fairy and caressed the top of her head to calm fairy down) i’m going to be fine okay? I’m going to be alive and safe as long as you’re here with me (he chuckled and even hugged more fairy) 

(They talk more about the thing that happened to them while Dweine is still comforting the fairy, but they didn’t notice someone is already glaring at them deadly.) 

Anissa 

That’s it! I’m so done with you dweine! You’re such a fool dweine! Nothing can stop you from taking away my fairy, maybe a poisonous experiment would do (Anissa smirks and walks away because she can’t stand both of them, it's an eyesore for her.) 

SCENE 7 

Sequence 11 

Setting: In the school’s science laboratory. Afternoon. Complete with scientific tools and equipment, the room is a

little tight and almost dark. It is only lit by the crimson rays of the fading sun, which peeks through the curtains. A false wall is on the right part of the background, near the window and behind the cabinet. The lab’s door is on the left part of the stage. Anissa is now finishing the preparations for the deed. After a few seconds, she is now done. She manically waits for Dwaine to arrive, like a sadistic hunter waiting for the victim to fall for the trap. 

Anissa 

(Scribbling something on a piece of paper) And now, done! (Laughs hysterically) To hell with Dwaine! How awful you are, meeting a girl alone in a hidden place? You’re truly a bastard, aren’t you? The gods have granted my prayers, and now you have fallen for my trap! No one will take Fairy away from me! Cruel act this could be, but it’s the only way possible. I will kill Dwaine, then kill a cute lecher approaching Fairy, kill her ever-distrusting parents, then kill all who tries to stop me from having her! And… if she rejects me, I’ll kill her too! I’ll have her head, keep it with me forevermore, and she’ll leave me nevermore! Ah! Ah! I’ll embrace her, touch her, and kiss her until I’m fully satisfied. (short pause) He, I’d rather my love become unrequited. It still makes me happier than having her. Anyway, let’s do it! Good luck to me, and may Little Brother Death bless me! 

(Someone knocks.) 

DWAINE 

(outside) Anissa? I’m here. Let me in! 

Anissa 

Oh crap! Here he comes! Now, let us return to our lair. Once you go in, you’ll never go out. Be careful, people! Never go alone inside of a girl’s lair! (Laughs pathetically) 

(Anissa hides the paper inside her belongings. Then, she pushes a cabinet aside. It reveals a false wall. She opens it, then hides inside. Dwaine continues to knock. After Anissa hides, Dwaine enters. ) 

DWAINE 

Hi, Anissa! Where are you? I quickly came here to help with an experiment. Where is it? (goes around) Where are you? It’s already late, and I must go home. 

Anissa, where on Earth are you? (spots her belongings) Oh, those are hers. I’ll pick it up, then give it to her.

(As Dwaine picks up Anissa’s belongings, a paper falls. He puts the belongings aside, picks up the paper and reads it.) 

DWAINE 

Hmm.. let’s see… it says on these disturbingly written paper: “You, reading ingrate, 

As vapors of Styx 

Now strangle you, until your lifesblood 

Drench the whole chamber. 

Everything you took captive, 

Reclaimed now by the witch. 

Eternal hell for you, everlasting bliss for us!” 

DWAINE 

(terrified) What does it mean? A prank on Anissa? It’s damn poetic, so probably something she saw from a novel. Let’s go away from here. 

(Dwaine goes to the door. He opens it, only to be found locked.) 

DWAINE 

What?! Damn it, it’s locked! No one entered here, except me! Hey, hello! Hello, hello!! Help me open this door! (Loudly and agitatedly knocks and tries to open the door) Hey, help me! Hear me, please! Is there anyone there! Help!!! 

(A hissing noise is heard. Toxic gasses spew out from the sprinklers. It has a slightly yellowish tint. As the gas surrounds the room, Dwaine starts to struggle breathing and begins to stumble.) 

DWAINE 

(Agitated) Poison! Help! Help me! There’s a poison leak! Listen, listen! Hear me! I will die here! Please, get me out of here! 

(Anissa goes out of hiding. She is wearing a gas mask, and is wielding a metal pipe. She stealthily walks behind Dwaine.) 

DWAINE 

Help me! Free me from here! 

Anissa 

I’ll help you! 

(Anissa strikes Dwaine in the head. Dwaine releases a shocked cry of pain.)

Anissa 

You’re so cruel! 

DWAINE 

What’re you doing, Anissa? (Anissa strikes him again.) Stop this, please! 

Anissa 

You stole Fairy away from me! 

(She strikes him again.) 

DWAINE 

(shouts a cry of pain, then begins to splatter blood.) Help me, I’m dying! Help me here! Ah! 

Anissa 

Bastard! Scum! Just die, you rotten pig! 

(She continues to strike him. Dwaine wimps in agony. He also weakens and is now vomiting blood.) 

DWAINE 

Anissa… 

Anissa 

(pauses, then abruptly contemplates about what she is doing) Dwaine, friend, I… am sor- No! Die! You backstabbing pest! No one stands in my way! 

(Anissa stops striking him with the pipe, then proceeds to strangle him) 

Choke in your polluted blood, demon! Choke and rot away! 

DWAINE 

Help me… (heavily gasping for breath) 

Anissa 

Just.. freaking… die!!! Die! Die!!! 

(Anissa then strangles him for a few seconds, until Dwaine’s eyes slowly shut. Still unconvinced, Anissa bashes his head on the floor a few times. Dwaine finally stops moving.) 

Anissa 

(stands, hands covered in blood) Now he’s dead, and I forgive him!

(Anissa then begins cleaning the whole place. She disassembles the pipe, washes it, then hides it in her belongings. Afterwards, she goes to Dwaine’s corpse.) 

Anissa 

The knight’s now claimed by hell! (Revels in victory) Let’s dispose of him later. Fairy’s gonna be darn happy! 

(She drags the corpse towards the secret room. She is stopped by a rapid knocking, and the door opens. It is Fairy, panicking. Anissa is sweating bullets.) 

FAIRY 

Dwaine, I’m now here. What happened? Why are you lying there? Dwaine? Dwaine!? (recognizes his situation, face suddenly turning deathly pale) Dead! Dead! He’s dead, why, why, did you leave me?! Heartless one! 

Anissa 

(approaching Fairy) Thank you, you saved us! He just fell asleep, but I almost died here. If weren’t for you– 

FAIRY 

Oh, think of me, Dwaine! (She is now wailing, weeping and howling.) Wake up, wake up, come back! Dwaine!!! 

Anissa 

Let’s get out of here, o fairy , this place is dangerous! 

FAIRY 

No, no, no! Leave me alone and let me die with him! I will not live in this miserable world, when my hero, my defender, my only light, perishes! I’ll descend into my grave, and go to Heaven, where we’ll meet again! God will forgive me, for He understands us! (Suddenly stops) Oh, I can’t breathe! I can’t breathe! 

Anissa 

Come on, leave him alone! Look and see me! I am worth more than him! 

FAIRY 

I shall not suffer myself; no more I’ll weep in my bedroom at night, waiting for you! I shall die, and join you in the Paradise in eternity! (She grabs a nearby poison, then gulps it.) Dwaine, watch, watch and guide your beloved to you!

Anissa 

No, don’t die! You will not die!!! 

(Fairy goes into a short frenzy, then lets out a miserable scream. She dies, falling into Dwaine. Anissa is left alone, stunned, horrified and crying.) 

Anissa 

Damn it! Damn it! Listen first, you liar! You have never seen me! You never loved me! If this is what you want, then that’s what you get! You betrayed and abandoned me, traitor! Perverted woman! Join your darling and burn forever! Just remember this, I killed him! Whether you live or not, he is dead! I bashed his brains out and he choked in his own blood! (goes to her, kneels and deeply kisses Fairy to see if she’s alive.) 

Wow… wait… no… no… I did not… I did not kill her. (Anissa screams in utter anguish then dashes out of the room, leaving her belongings and still covered in blood. The door is left open, and the stage curtain falls.) 

Scene 8 

Sequence 12 

(Dwaine is still laying on the floor, but his vibrating shoulder is visible from afar, no one could guess if he is crying or laughing) 

Dwaine 

Fantastic Fairy, fantastic! If medicine doesn’t work out, you can be a phenomenon Hollywood actress! (In his victory voice) 

Fairy 

(She is slowly sitting up while seriously looking at Dwaine) Can you keep your voice down Dwaine? Anissa might still be outside listening. 

Dwaine 

Don’t worry babe, this time, I would fight back (Dwaine is smirking while talking to Fairy) 

Fairy 

This is not a joke, Dwaine. What Anissa did is basically a textbook psychopath act! We are still in high-school, and here she is, planning a murder.

(Dwaine notice Fairy’s anxiousness about the event so he get near her and pull her head onto his shoulder) 

(Fairy started shaking uncontrollably) 

Fairy 

I still can’t believe she did that. She’s our friend, we didn’t do anything to cause her any pain. I treated her as a sister, if she just told me what she feels, everything would turn out alright, I would probably reject her and tell her that my feelings towards her are just plainly platonic. But still, no one should resort to murder. 

Dwaine 

Hush now…everything is alright, all of us are still alive. We should be thankful that we trust our guts and our fake-death plan worked. 

(Fairy is already calming herself but her shaky voice was noticeable) 

Fairy 

I know Dwaine, but the only thing I’m thinking right now is that no one should resort to this cruel act. We shouldn’t even plan our survival in the first place, we should just be normal teenagers who stress out about academic pressure and not about staying up all night convincing one another that Anissa may or may not be a serial killer who is close to killing one of us. 

Dwaine 

We are safe now, don’t worry. Let's just go to your parents and my parents house. (Dwaine noticed Fairy’s shocked expression so he squished her hand as a sign of comfort) Our parents' rivalry would eventually come to an end, and I think today is the right time. If not, both parties must set aside their differences for the sake of their children. 

Sequence 13 

Setting: The place is now back at the village's playground, wherein Dweine, Fairy, and Anissa used to hangout. A tall and thin man is breathlessly running towards the swing. November 22, 2021. 

Dweine 

I rudely hung up on you on the phone, my apology. Dad finds me and unsurprisingly starts lecturing about a possibly false story

between you and your family. (Dweine leaned in) Did you know? the place of your houses and restaurants are originally from our ancestors but apparently, your grandpa and grandma stole it, and that is the reason why you are unbelievably rich. 

(Dweine was shaking his head about their parents childish rivalry, chatting to Fairy about the most random thing he can think of, while Fairy is listening attentively to his friend) 

Dweine 

Hey….why don’t I take you out on a date tomorrow night? I promise you nothing disastrous will happen, I know the owner of this restaurant and he will give us some alone time and very tight privacy that even our parents wouldn’t know. 

(Fairy was about to give her answer when another girl touch Dweine’s shoulder) 

Anissa 

Hey…. 

(Dweine face turn red as he violently remove Anissa’s hand over his shoulder, he push her away from Fairy, frighten that she might hurt his beloved) 

Dweine 

This is not a game Anissa, the doctor clearly said you need to stay in the hospital. We are a lot older than before, one wrong move, and you will go straight to jail. STAY. AWAY. FROM. FAIRY 

(Anissa’s face soften when she heard Fairy’s name, however, her attention is only at Dweine, she didn’t cast a glance at her former “friend”) 

Anissa 

Dweine…calm down, we went over this yesterday. You promise. We talk about this. 

Dweine 

Stop going psycho on me (Dweine’s voice was firm) 

Anissa 

Meds aren’t enough Dweine, you need to help yourself. People are worried. 

(Dweine hide Fairy even more from Anissa, he is sure the woman in front of him is crazy)

Anissa 

I wouldn’t hurt Fairy, Dweine. Not anymore. (Anissa took a deep breath before looking straight at Dweine’s face) If this is your own way of torturing me, I accept it. If me, narrating what happened at the science lab everyday will help you forgive me, I would do it gladly. Yes Dweine, I planned on killing you that day because I’m a selfish brat hoping that Fairy would like me back. My plan succeeded, I killed you, I killed you the moment Fairy died in that accident. You might be standing in front of me, but your soul is buried with her. 

(Anissa’s eyes were filled with tears, her hands were shaking but she continued talking to help Dweine remember again, just like what she did yesterday, and the day before…) 

Anissa 

The childish rivalry between your parents stopped years ago, because now, reputation is out of the picture, they are mad at your family because they believe you are the reason their daughter died. Everyone in this town knows it's my fault, that my jealousy is the one who killed Fairy. But her parents believe otherwise. Your parents are not doing anything about it, because they are more concerned about you. Scheduling you with a therapist is what they did, entering you in a facility is their priority. Your mental health is their priority. 

(Dweine’s arm is slowly relaxing, his senses are slowly coming back. He wants to hush Anissa, but words failed him) 

Anissa 

I would never forget that day Dweine. How you break down in front of me, in front of her parents, in front of the town. You, down on your knees, begging Fairy’s parents to let you see her one last time, to tell her goodbye, to tell her that she will always be the one. The chemicals did infect the portion of your brain, but they took away your senses the moment they say no. 

Anissa 

I would forever be buried with the guilt Dweine, the torture of seeing your suffering isn’t enough. My childhood mistake became your forever pain. I’m sorry. 

(Dweine looks at Anissa. As the sun shines into him, his suffering is visible physically. His eye is pitch black, he looks more older if being compared to the people with the same age as him.)

Dweine 

Sorry isn’t enough, Anissa. My favorite person is gone, and I can’t even admire her from afar.

[unoscraft]

Una Promesa de Vida

SCENE 1 

Sequence 1: 

Sandoval’s Headquarters, 2018. The Sandoval’s are busy training and preparing for one of their upcoming missions, when one of the investigators and their secretary barged in and interrupted the session. 

(GREY, the secretary of Mr. Sandoval and the head of the family’s deputy.) 

GREY: 

(Abruptly opens the door) MR. SANDOVAL!!! I have news, Sir. One of the investigators from our team is here to report about the findings on your missing personels. 

(Mr. Sandoval, the owner and the boss of the business.) 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

Let them in, you guys can have a break. (He spoke to the trainees and signaled them to leave) 

GREY: 

Sir, your hunches were on the spot. One of the investigators found a crucial clue that led to the culprits of the disappearances of your men. All these clues were tampered with very well, which tells us

that the company working on these are skilled and experts in this field. 

(MADDIE, a volunteer investigator from the interns and the younger sister of Grey) 

MADDIE: 

Greetings, Sir. (Bows to Mr. Sandoval) Sir, we investigators are able to find out that the culprits for the disappearance of your men are Nishimura’s Assassins. Specifically they worked according to Mr. Nishimura’s commands. 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

(Pauses from writing, looks at Grey then at Maddie, before returning his gaze on the paper)… I see. Well, it seems like our first phase is complete. Shall we proceed to the next one? (Smiles slightly at them) 

SCENE 2 

Sequence 2 

Mr. Sandoval’s main office, 9:45 AM. He was visited by her unica hija to ask a rather repetitive questions, which shows her interest and also nervousness as the heiress of the family’s business 

(Jane Sandoval, the only daughter of Mr. Sandoval and the heiress of their family business) 

JANE: 

Pa, can I ask you something? If you wouldn’t mind retelling me about our family business, please explain to me everything again. From the start, okay?

MR. SANDOVAL: 

Hmmm…and what do I get from that? (He speaks but not lifts his eyes to even look at his daughter, except he was smiling.) 

JANE: 

(Rolls her eyes and slightly chuckles) I thought you said you will always comply with my requests? What’s this interrogation? 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

Alright, alright. (Sighs) It all started when Mr. Nishimura and I met at an event of one of our friends. (Pours wine on his glass and sits back at his desk) Both of us were plus ones. If I remember clearly, my invitation was from your uncle who was the branch owner of Nishimura’s restaurant. We both came across each other at the bar, ordered the same drink, talked business and agreed to merge our ideas and principles. That is where it started, well, at least it's where it also ends. (Pauses to drink then seemed lost in his inner thoughts) 

JANE: 

So, if I am the heiress, then that means one of his children will be the heir and we both will continue this joint force? (Confused, she tilts her head on the side as her eyes sparked with curiosity) 

(Mr. Nishimura, an entrepreneur that holds 25% of the country’s shares and sponsors different programs and events.) 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

I am afraid that is the case, but I think your side will be easily decided. In our case, I still need time to convince my heir, but it seems like he is still not worthy of anything at all. (He clicks his

tongue, irritatedly. He turns his gaze towards Mr. Sandoval) hey, partner. Long time no see, or more like long time no visit in either companies. (He laughs while patting his partner’s shoulder in a friendly way) 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

Was it? It felt like I was there yesterday? (Looks at his daughter) Darling, can you please leave us two for a while? 

(Jane left, leaving the two business partners alone. The atmosphere shifted by then, making it a heavy and serious one.) 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

What’s the matter, Rio? Judging from that look in your eyes, a problem is on its way…Does this problem involve us, or you will involve us like always? 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

I am not a cruel person, Barth, but my son is. He is a ruthless, unappreciative, son…no. I won’t consider someone like that as a ‘son’. 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

Well, I am afraid that this is your own problem. I won’t be able to meddle in it, not to brag, but at least my daughter is very open to having our family business and seems very interested in making it progress. (Smiles proudly) I might suggest that if someone is a hindrance, then get rid of them. Right? (He laughs at his joke) 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

(A pretentious grin flashes on Rio’s face, as dark and cruel thoughts cloud his mind) You know what? You are correct. (Stood up and heads towards the door, stops by the desk near it and grabs a picture

frame) If it hinders, then discard them. (He smirks and put back the picture frame with Jane’s picture facing down) 

SCENE 3 

Sequence 3 

At home, heading to a club. Girl’s Night out. Jane seems perplexed, as she asks one of her besties to accompany her to relax for a moment. 

(After Jane left the room, she heaved a sigh of relief. She felt something weird when she remembers how the atmosphere lifted when Mr. Nishimura arrived. Jane was so curious about her being an heiress and 

the connection between her family and Nishimura. Suddenly, Jane’s phone rang and it was her best friend, Akira.) 

JANE: 

(Sigh before answering Akira) Shopping? 

(Akira, the best friend of Jane, her closest friend who knows everything about her) 

AKIRA: 

(Laughs) or Girl's Night Out? 

JANE: 

You really know me, huh? I’ll pick you up at 8 pm babe, see you! 

(Jane decided to just go home and get ready for their night out later. She is wearing a sleek black dress with a white butterfly pin on it and white high heels. After getting ready she picks up Akira.) 

AKIRA: Goddess! You’re so beautiful! Wait, what’s that energy? We are here to remove the bad energy girl!

JANE: Okay okay, but I can’t still stop thinking about my position in the family. You know, being an heiress is not easy. I have big responsibilities in our business and yet, Papa doesn’t let me work. I’m an adult Akira, not his baby girl anymore. 

AKIRA: I think uncle has some reasons and you just need to wait for the perfect timing, Jane. I’ve known you for 10 years and I trust you for being the heiress of your family. So, sit back and relax! I promise that we’ll have fun tonight! 

(Finally, they arrived at the club. The music is really loud and you can hear people having fun and shouting. As they entered the place, Akira was so excited and pulled Jane inside. Jane smiled and let the music feel her body. They got some drinks and decided to go on the stage to dance. While Jane is having fun she notices that Akira was missing. She panicked and searched for Akira. When she saw her best friend with a random guy on the second floor, she ran and scaredly pulled Akira off to that random guy. When the guy started to talk.) 

JANE: 

(Slaps the guy on the cheek) Hey! you pervert, what are you doing to my friend? I’ll report you to the police! 

(The guy smirked and stared at Jane with his cold eyes.) AKIRA: Stop! He saved me from those guys. (Knocks out) 

(Jane didn’t care and tried to carry Akira. But because of the alcohol, Akira was tipsy and she shouted.) 

AKIRA: 

(She removed Jane’s hands and slowly approached the guy who helped her) Hey, Jane, isn’t this guy your type? Tall, handsome, and especially those eyes! (Then Akira laugh)

JANE: 

(Embarrassed, she never spared another glance at the guy) Stop it Akira, let’s go! (Jane grabbed akira and left the place) 

3RD POV 

(The guy didn’t move and checked if those two girls left safely. As he stepped forward he stepped on something, a white butterfly pin. He checked it and remembered it was from the girl who slaps him. He smirks and runs to the exit to see the girl again. But it was too late.) 

-2 weeks later 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

Jane, get ready at 8. You’ll come with me. 

JANE: 

Hm? Where? 

(She asks her father while giving him a kiss on the cheek) 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

Business meeting with Mr. Nishimura. 

JANE: 

Sure pa, I love you. 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

Anything for you, sweetie.

(Jane was excited but also nervous because this will be the first time to officially meet Mr. Nishimura so she took the opportunity to prove herself not only to her family but also to Mr. Nishimura.) 

(They arrive at the restaurant and as they enter the room, Mr. Nishimura is talking to someone.) 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

My friend! (He laughs and welcomes Mr. Sandoval) Oh, you’re with your beautiful daughter. Nice to meet you again, Jane. 

JANE: 

Good evening Sir, It’s pleasant to meet you. 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

I’m glad you accepted my invitation. I really want to discuss something. 

MR. SANDOVAL: (Looks at Jane before talking) What is it? 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

You mentioned to me that you need someone for the safety of your daughter. I know someone who can protect her. He is a well trained bodyguard and an ex assassin. He works for my cousin. That’s why I’m recommending him to you. 

(A random man entered the room then he bowed to the three guests. He is tall and has cold eyes. He looked perfect with his black tux.) 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

Mr. Sandoval, this is Dark. 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

Hm, I’m expecting you to protect my daughter.

(Jane looks at Dark, she feels something weird because it seems like they already met each other). 

JANE: 

(whispers) You look familiar to me. 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

Pardon? 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

Mr. Nishumura, you never failed to amaze me with your powers! (Laughs) Just don’t forget about the oath. It’s our life. Not only yours. 

(Then Mr. Sandoval and Jane left the room. Mr. Nishimura called his son, Jaycee by the alias Dark.) 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

It also costs your life Jaycee, don’t let that old man get in our way or else. You know what will happen. 

Jaycee: 

Yes. Sir. (He emphasized the name he just called his father. He grits his teeth, trying to contain his frustration.) 

SCENE 4 

Sequence 4 

Outdoors. 12 Midnight. After the whole conversation that happened between the two families, Jaycee’s thoughts never stopped running. He was confused why his father didn't introduce him with his real name. Was it because of his mission? Was it to fool the Sandovals? Or his father was simply hating on him, that is why no one knows he is the son of the biggest and richest businessman? No one knows the reason why his father is treating him that way.

(Dark started working after 1 week, he’s always checking Jane from afar. But Jane didn’t know the reason behind it. That's why she kept asking her Dad about Darkness. But the only answer she gets is…) 

MR.SANDOVAL: 

(Not even looking at his daughter) He’s just there Jane, he can’t be with you closely. It’s my order. 

(Jane kept checking her surroundings if Dark was there. Not until one time, Jane decided to go to a convenience store at 12am in the morning. Suddenly a group of male tried to approach her but someone interrupted them.) 

DARK: 

Excuse me. 

GUY: 

Get out! (His other friends laughed and teased dark) Sorry man, but we were first! (laughs) 

DARK: 

What did you say? (He grabbed the guy’s collar but someone stopped him) 

JANE: 

Stop, just leave them alone, Dark. It’s my order. (She grabbed dark and went outside) 

(Jane was frustrated about how dark handled the situation earlier, but she also felt relief knowing that Dark is always there for her. Somewhat, this whole time, she was denying something that she feels everytime Dark appears and disappears to save her.)

JANE: 

So, you will just show up when I’m in danger? 

(Dark didn’t answer her question) 

JANE: 

How long have you been checking me from afar? 

DARK: 

After the day we met in the restaurant. 

(Jane stops walking and realizes she’s holding Dark's hand for a long time. They ended up in front of a playground. Jane decided to sit on a swing while Dark was standing beside him. Leaning his upper body in the tree.) 

JANE: 

(Despite debates on asking such a sentimental question on someone she doesn’t really know anything about yet, she opens her mouth to talk.) Do you believe in love? 

(The man beside her didn’t even spare a glance. His brows furrowed as if it was a hard question. She felt a surge, like an electricity traveling through her body. It feels weird to be with him, alone in this place. As their eyes met, a light reflected through Dark’s cold eyes.The feeling of being safe and comfortable when with him was once again present. Not because he is Jane’s bodyguard but because he seems to be a good person.) 

DARK: 

Because of this moment, maybe yes.(He shifts his stare on the ground, denying the fact that he was just stunned with the maiden’s beauty) 

JANE:

How about the rules, Dark? You know, promises and honor are very important to us. 

DARK: 

I can die breaking the rules, Jane. I know where to stop but if it’s for someone who is worth the risk. I’m willing to abandon what life I have now, especially him. 

JANE: 

Him? (Dark didn’t answer) 

JANE: 

(She took his silence as a cue to stop asking further questions) This night looks so perfect like the moon. I mean the moon looks beautiful, doesn't it? 

DARK: 

(As he realized what she meant, that she confessed how she likes him, he just slightly smirks) Just like you? 

JANE: 

(laughs and smiles endearingly at him) What? Nobody’s perfect, Dark. 

DARK: 

But you are “Nobody” and “Moon”, perfect and pretty. (smirks) 

SCENE 5 

Sequence 5 

A dark alleyway near Nishimura Building. Around 2 o'clock in the afternoon. Some of the Sandoval’s personnel are having cigarette breaks or short coffee breaks.

(Maddie stands in a dark alley a few blocks away from the Nishimura Building, she takes out a cigarette and lights it as she hears panting and running in the street nearby.) 

MADDIE: 

(Alarmed she threw her cigarette on the ground and bravely warned) Who’s there?! Show yourself! 

(She shuffles through her bag letting out a fog at each breath she takes frantically looking for her swiss knife to use as a weapon.) 

MADDIE: 

Don’t you dare come any closer! 

(A panting man who looked familiar to Maddie walks in bloody and bruised crying and holding his hands up begging her not to harm her.) 

UNNAMED MAN: 

P-Please! Please… Please listen to me, they’re chasing me! MADDIE: 

Who? Who’s Chasing you? 

(Maddie pushes the unnamed man into the dark alleyway as she notices 4 men in dark clothing.) 

NISHIMURA’S WORKER: 

H-Hey! Ms. Maddie! Fancy seeing you around here, you must be working? (Maddie smiles.) 

MADDIE:

Yeah! Just doing some searching for one of my clients, I’m taking more of the backseat work for now. My private work is laid off temporarily so these easy jobs keep enough food on the table for me. 

NISHIMURA’S WORKER: 

Alright! By the way, did you notice any guy running past here by any chance? 

MADDIE: 

N-No? Actually, I might’ve heard some running that went that way. Maybe that’s what you boys are looking for. What are you guys up to, beating up some loaners who can’t pay up? 

NISHIMURA’S WORKER: 

It's more complicated than that. Our boss, I mean Mr. Nishimura, found a trespasser in the building. It was customary for us to get the boy before any confidential info he might’ve got his hands on gets out to the public. 

MADDIE: 

Oh no, shouldn’t you boys be chasing after him now? Go! Before I hold you up some more. 

(The Nishimura worker smiles as he glances back giving Madison a salute as the Worker runs off with 3 other men.) 

UNNAMED MAN: 

T-Thank you! How can I ever repay you Ms. Madison! 

(The unnamed man drops down to her knees crying). 

MADDIE: 

How do you know my name? Hold on a second, I know you? You work for Mr. Sandoval!

(The unnamed man stands up shivering as Maddie takes off her coat wrapping it around his body.) 

MADDIE: 

Come on, Let's get you out of here. 

(The Sandoval worker and Maddie arrive at Mr. Sandoval’s office.) MADDIE: 

Mr. Sandoval, you have got to see this. 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

Madison I really don’t have the time. 

MADDIE: 

I know what’s been happening with your workers. They are being brutalized. 

(The Sandoval worker walks in as Maddie holds him up.) MR SANDOVAL: 

Heavens… What’s your name, boy. 

SANDOVAL’S WORKER/ UNNAMED MAN: 

M-My name is John sir. 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

W-What happened to you? What did they do to you? 

JOHN: 

I got beat up by the workers from Mr. Nishimura, they were instructed to do this to me sir. Me and my co-workers, they’re all dead.

(Mr. Sandoval, holding in his anger, throws his glass holding whiskey across the room, shattering into a thousand pieces.) 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

Those bastards! All this stuff that I did for them and this is how they repay me? 

(Mr. Sandoval grabs his coat and his hat as he storms out the room, he sees a worker walking by then he instructs him to bring the injured Sandoval worker to see the doctor.) 

Scene 6 

Sequence 6 

Sandoval’s Conference Room. Wednesday. Both partners have an agenda set for the day, each with a stunning surprise. One wishes to end things, while one wishes to progress. 

(Mr. Sandoval lights up his cigar as he taps his fingers on his table while a soothing tune plays on his record player. Four strong knocks came from his door.) 

MR. SANDOVAL 

Come in. 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

Hey Hey Hey!! 

(Mr. Nishimura Mr. Sandoval puts on a smile as he puts both his hands up while still sitting down.) 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

Ha! Well, if it isn’t Mr. Nishimura! What brings you here pal?

(Mr. Nishimura shrugs as he plops a bottle of wine on Mr. Sandoval’s table. Mr. Sandoval then puts two intricately sculpted glasses on the table, pushing the other one to Mr. Nishimura.) 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

Well, of course to discuss this new idea with you. This is going to be the biggest yet. 

(Mr. Nishimura calls to one of his henchmen outside the office, the henchman spreads a blueprint of new extravagant buildings, and villas spanning out on acres of land onto the table as he hands Mr. Nishimura folders.) 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

What’s all this? 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

This is a resort, not just any resort… A resort for the most popular stars, starlets, celebrities, senators, every person you can think of where their name is mentioned even to the furthest corners of the earth. 

MR.SANDOVAL: 

That sounds great, Rio. I can’t wait to see where this new venture of yours will go. 

(Mr. Nishimura’s smile faded slowly as he tilted his head slightly to the side, seemingly confused to what Sandoval just said.) 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

Well of course I would need your help with this project of mine, it’s not a Nishimura business without you Barth. 

MR. SANDOVAL:

Well, I don’t know Rio, it's not in my best interest right now. 

(Sandoval stands from his chair, holding his coat on one hand as he takes his glass of wine and empties it with one sip.) 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

W-What do you mean not of best interest? We built an enterprise together! We built a kingdom, and this is just one of our many little castles we can own and we would be able to own so many more! 

(Sandoval sighs holding his tear ducts together as he has his head down, shaking in disbelief.) 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

Rio, I’ll be heading out of my office now. 

(Sandoval takes a few steps to his door as Nishimura blocks the way outside frantically.) 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

What do you mean closing? You need me. You need this, all you need to do is sign away and everything will start as soon as possible. This could possibly be everything. 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

Get out of my way Mr. Nishimura, I am not interested. I am no longer interested in this partnership we have. 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

What do you mean not interested? 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

I am no longer interested in whatever the hell we’re working together on, I no longer want to have any partnership, unity, or negotiations

with you or your name. This whole thing is over. Plus, I need a break from all of this…(He gestured with his hands and sighed.) I want to spend my time with my family. Now please, I have to head out to meet my daughter. 

(Nishimura looks at Sandoval right in the eye as he lets Sandoval walk out the door, not taking his eye off him as he walks out.) 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

You’re going to regret this Barth… You are going to regret this… 

SCENE 7 

Sequence 7 

Nishimura’s property. It was the same day when Nishimura’s plan got rejected by Sandoval. Frustrated, he left the building and seemed to be in a bad mood for the rest of the day. 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

WHERE, IS, THE, HEAD, OF, THAT, WORKER?!. (He threw a punch on the worker) 

Nishimura Worker: 

S- Sir, we wounded him enough to make him bleed to death, it is only a matter of time before he dies.( He was frightened to even say something that might trigger him even more) 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

(He scoffed at his reply) You are taking this lightly? YOU MAKE IT SOUND LIKE THIS IS NOT A BIG DEAL! Listen to me, That worker is a big evidence that could take us down for good. BRING HIS HEAD OR YOU'RE THE ONE WHO’S GOING IN THE OTHER SIDE!. (He shouted)

(Maddie who was hiding behind the wall heard everything and immediately left after Mr. Nishimura’s conversation with his workers) 

(At Mr. Sandoval’s place) 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

Jane, we need to talk. 

(Jane is confused as she entered the room) 

JANE: 

What is it Pa? 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

Look, I know you’re strong, I know you can handle yourself already. That is why I am asking you to prepare yourself for an upcoming event. 

(A person from the shadowy part of the room emerges) 

MADDIE: 

For war. 

(Back to Mr. Nishimura’s House) 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

Men, we are all gathered here to prepare ourselves. Your lives, your families, and your freedom lies on the results this time. This is not a game. A worker of the Sandovals slipped through my grasp and managed to tell the Sandovals about our little doings. There is one more thing. 

(Mr. Nishimura points Maddie) 

MR. NISHIMURA:

This woman is a traitor, lock her up and do not let anyone see you. (Maddie tries to escape but failed) 

(A loud bang from the door alerted the whole Nishimura) NISHIMURA WORKER: 

THE SANDOVALS! 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

Let him in. 

NISHIMURA WORKER: 

But sir. 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

Do it. 

(Mr. Sandoval himself entered the room with 3 guards behind him) MR. NISHIMURA: 

Old friend, what brings about your unexpected arrival? MR. SANDOVAL: 

Stop this Rio Nishimura, We have come to arrest you, We do not have to have blood on our hands to end this. 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

(Laughs hysterically) You’re going to arrest me with 3 men? We can take you out here in an instant just like what we did to your other workers. 

(Mr. Sandoval raises his hand to signal something)

(Mr. Sandoval’s workers came out from all directions and pointed their weapons at Mr. Nishimura) 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

You can’t win, We have this place under control, You still have the chance to surrender. 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

Tch, This is not the end my friend, Someone will take over everything for me. 

SCENE 8 

Sequence 8 

Sandoval’s House. After what happened between Mr. Nishimura and Mr. Sandoval; Jane finds out from her father that Jaycee is Dark. Although she didn’t mind the cover up that Jaycee just did, because of her love 

for him as her boyfriend, she asks for her father’s guidance and wishes to live with him in a faraway city. 

(At Mr. Sandoval’s Place) 

MR. SANDOVAL: 

Darling, I don’t feel safe that you are always with Nishimura’s son. He mentioned before that someone will rise after him. I cannot be at ease, knowing that his son might be the one to continue his deeds. 

JANE: 

Pa, Jaycee is not that kind of person, He is a Nishimura but he acts nothing like his father. I know that, I am sure of it! (She pleads to her father)

MR. SANDOVALl: 

Jane! (He shouts out of frustration, this makes Jane flinch. He approaches her and cups her cheek to calm her down and apologizes for scaring her.) Look, I am just concerned about your safety, I cannot afford to lose my precious daughter. 

JANE: 

I appreciate your concern Pa, I Love You. But I beg of you… Please let me go against your will, for once. (She begs with her eyes glistening of an upcoming downpour of tears.) 

(At the Nishimura’s Place) 

JAYCEE: 

(Laying on Jane’s lap, he asks doubtingly) I want my father out of that prison, I can’t run this whole thing without him. I didn’t even want to be his heir in the first place. 

JANE: 

(She calms him down by brushing his hair with her fingertips.) How about we talk to my father and ask if he can be imprisoned inside the place. Like, House arrest? (She suggests.) 

JAYCEE: 

Hmm…That is more than enough, I guess. Thank you. (He kissed her cheek) 

(The couple convinced Mr. Sandoval about the idea and they celebrated) 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

I knew that you couldn’t let me down, Son. You truly are one hell of a Nishimura HAHAHA!.

JAYCEE: 

(He coldly replies) I am doing this for the business, not for you. Please don’t cause any more trouble. 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

Jane, can you give us a moment please? 

(Jane left the room) 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

You have gotten soft, my son. I am starting to see a different person in you. Hah, I have an idea. Next week, I will throw a small celebration in here, but we can’t have Jane around okay? 

JAYCEE: 

Just leave Jane out of your plans, She’s the one who set you free after all. 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

Oh yeah, sure sure. I will, don’t worry. (He replies insincerely.) 

SCENE 9 

Sequence 9 

Nishimura’s House. 5 in the afternoon. Jaycee goes home after meeting up on a date with Jane. He was greeted by his father with an unpleasant surprise. 

(ARRIVED AT MR. NISHIMURA'S HOUSE) 

MR.NISHIMURA:

Oh, Jaycee, you're already here. I want to introduce you to someone. JAYCEE: 

(Eyebrows raised) 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

Let me introduce you to Tanya. I want you both to get married soon. TANYA: 

Glad to meet you (Look at Jaycee) 

JAYCEE: 

(Eyebrow raised) What is it? Married? (Scoffs at his father’s nonsensical banters) 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

Ah, Tanya, could you please excuse us? I'll just talk with my son. TANYA: 

Sure, Sir (gave a sweet smile) 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

(His gaze turned furious, yet a deadly one because he seems more quiet) What is that? What are you saying, you will not marry Tanya? You will marry her whether you want it or not. Do you know how many shares we can get from them? Don't you recognize them? They are one 

of the richest families in the country, and their name is very famous. If you marry her, my business will grow even more and I will have power. 

JAYCEE:

What do I care if they're famous? I won't get married to her because I don't love that girl and she's not the one I dream of growing up with. I don't care what power you want to get! 

MR.NISHIMURA: 

You are so rude! You did not respect me as your father. JAYCEE: 

You're my father? Since when? You didn't treat me like your own child, so I don't have a father like you. I didn't have a father who was greedy for power. To me, you were just a useless old man who did nothing but kill people. (Walked out). 

(Jaycee gets into the car and leaves.) 

MR.NISHIMURA: (He threw the marriage papers across the floor. Calling someone, he tries to calm down) Hello? I want you to do something. 

THIRD PERSON: While Jaycee was driving, there were cars waiting for him, and people with their faces covered got out, a chase happened but it ended tragically, the men shot the car Jaycee was riding in. This leads to one’s loss. 

SCENE 10 

Sequence 10 

Hospital. 2019. Jaycee’s Death Anniversary. A year has passed after all the chaos. As part of the mourning for those who still couldn’t accept Jaycee’s death, one visits the culprit of all. 

(Jane enters the door of Mr. Nishimura's hospital room) JANE:

How is the demon father of Jaycee doing? I wonder why you are so strong and still alive. What does it feel like to lay in that bed? Mr. Nishimura, it appears that you only have a few months left to live. 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

(Shocked) Jane? I did not expect you to visit here. 

JANE: 

Why do you appear so startled—like you just encountered a ghost? Are you terrified that I am standing in front of you and will gradually make you pay for your sins? 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

(He stood up despite his weak legs, as he stumbled upon Jane’s feet) Jane, I am sorry for whatever mistakes I may have made in the past. I'm hoping you can forgive me. I am aware that it is difficult to forgive because of my sin, yet I still beg your forgiveness. (He spoke in a hoarse voice, brought by age and sickness) 

JANE: 

What are you thinking? After you killed your own son? You are not as bad. I'm sorry to say this, but I can't forgive you for what you did. Jaycee died because of you. He died without you being forgiven and you will die without getting the forgiveness you want. (She coldly and nonchalantly replied at the old man) 

MR. NISHIMURA: 

(Tears formed at his eyes, as he sought defeat, guilt swallowing him up as all the actions he did came back to his vision) I understand and I'm sorry for everything (holds Jane's hand) 

JANE:

As I've already said, I won't forgive you. I will destroy you and repent for your sins. I'll take your business and all of your assets, and I'll keep bringing you down until you pass away. (Turns and exits the room.) 

THIRD PERSON: After Jane and Mr. Nishimura's chat, Jane took over all of Mr. Nishimura's business. She left nothing behind, not even a single coin. 

AKIRA: 

It looks like we're happy now. What about life and business? JANE: 

It's fine, it was successful, just like I said before. (Contradicting her words, her face painted nothing but a straight face) 

AKIRA: 

(She doubts her friends' words and expressions. Yet she let it pass, thinking maybe it was just due to her exhausted feeling) That's what you look like. Do you have an appointment today? 

JANE: 

Yes, I'm going to a meeting, so I'll say goodbye to you. (She waved goodbye to her friend, Akira unexpectedly hugs her, she then reciprocates the warmth. Not knowing that it is the last, they both tightened their hugs and let go) 

THIRD PERSON: Jane left for her business meeting, but unexpectedly she had a car accident, which was the cause of her death. On her deathbed, she only spoke a single- sentence. 

JANE: 

He vivido…(Meaning, “I have lived.” A part of her promise to Jaycee that day he was shot dead by his father’s men.)

[unoscraft]

Vindictiveness Committed to Thyself

SCENE 1 

Sequence 1 

Setting: AMBROSE’s household 

LUCA’S MOTHER 

(Crying on the floor as her son LUCA watches while crying) I  promise! I did no such thing! Your family has taken care of me  and my son. I have nothing but gratitude. 

AMBROSE’S MOTHER 

You killed him! You poisoned my husband! How do you cry and plea  innocence when you know what you have done! 

LUCA’S MOTHER 

(LUCA’S MOTHER watches AMBROSE’S MOTHER as she throws away her  clothes on the floor) No, please you have to believe me! It was  not my fault. The food I had prepared for him was the same, as  always!  

AMBROSE’S MOTHER 

(Pushes them out of the house, making LUCA cry more. He trips,  and a wound on his knee appears) You liar! Get out of our house.  Find someplace else for I am not one to let you work for me any  longer! What happens if you hurt my child? 

LUCA’S MOTHER 

No, please! There is no other place that will- (Door is shut in  front of their face. 

SCENE 2 

Setting: In the streets, outside the homes of the bourgeoisie LUCA 

(Sleeping in the streets, with a piece of paper next to him)  Please spare some change for me and my mother. 

Sequence 2 

LUCA 

My mother has been wrongfully accused! I am certain of it! Those  rich people, bored beyond wit, orchestrated it all! There was not  any investigation whatsoever. How could they be so certain of the  

perpetrator? I actually thought they were different, especially  Ambrose. But he is merely one of those people who perceive poor  people as inconsequential and that we will take whatever they  give us and accuse us of. (LUCA becomes silent) 

LUCA 

This is utterly unfair. Everything is incredibly perplexing. I  must avenge my mother’s innocence! I will go to any extent and  make any compromise to achieve my revenge. But how would I go  about it? How can a sluggish, helpless boy like myself stand up  to them? (LUCA clutches his hair) No, this is not the moment to  contemplate negative emotions. I desire revenge, and I will get  it. 

(LUCA was sweating and famished when he fell to a shallow sleep.  He was dreaming and hallucinating about a large basket of fruit.) 

LUCA 

What is it? What was the source of this? No one would come here  to give a basket of fruits to an accused maid’s son. These are  fresh. (He touches the basket) What marvel just transpired? (He  rubs his as if he was still half asleep.) I was secretly wishing  for this, now that I think about it. But I thought it was all  happening I my head. How did it appear miraculously in real life?  (He abruptly stands up.) Hallucinations! It was a hallucination  of mine! I will give it another chance. What do I really need?  Perhaps a glass of water by my side. (He closes his eyes to think  deeply and starts to hallucinate.) 

(A glass of water appears in front of LUCA) 

What precisely is this sorcery? Could this be right? (He drinks  the water) A glass of water beside an accused maid’s son! This  was exactly the vision I had in mind.

Sequence 3 

Scene 3 

LUCA 

I was thinking that if the glass of water that was in my mind  came true, is it also the scene that in my mind became true? Let  me try it. (He saw a lonely dog and he starts to think deeply and  hallucinates that the dog will find his owner). It became  true! What a precisely power is this (He laughs at himself.) But  besides that, it is more important to me to kill AMBROSE in order  to get my revenge. (He thinks of a plan) Now I have a better  plan.(He laughs crazily) I am going to do my plan as soon as  possible.(He laughs crazily again.) 

Scene 4 

Setting: In the streets of town 

LUCA 

(He saw AMBROSE sitting on the bench, and he approached AMBROSE).  Greetings. It has been a while. 

AMBROSE 

(He looks at LUCA before looking somewhere again.) 

I almost did not recognize you. How about you, what are you doing  here? I apologize for what happened when we were young... 

LUCA 

(He stares at AMBROSE before he speaks) 

I was taking a walk and suddenly I saw you. I think that you  might need someone here besides you. It has happened a while ago.  All if forgiven. (He smiles at AMBROSE) 

(They became friends once again that day and they start to get  close to each other.)

Scene 3 

Setting: streets 

LUCA 

(He was walking with AMBROSE) Hey, AMBROSE, would you like to  walk with me? The sky is nice and it also has the garden is full  of flowers! (He did not wait for AMBROSE answer, and dragged him  to walk together.) 

AMBROSE 

It is quite pleasant here. I am glad that I have met a friend  from my younger days again. 

(After a few weeks they became so close to each other, more than  ever before.) 

Scene 4 

Luca 

(He was laying and staring somewhere when he accidentally fell  asleep. He dreams and hallucinates about his plan of killing  AMBROSE. (He immediately stands up when he realizes he  accidentally used his powers). Oh no, what I have done!

Sequence 4 

Setting: Streets outside the Ambrose Household 

LUCA 

(LUCA, on his knees, tears running down his cheeks.) 

No, what have I done?! (LUCA feeling remorse, grits his teeth.) I am no better than those monsters who blamed everything on my  mother, this power is nothing but a curse! Why would I even stoop  down to this level? Is there even a way to reverse this? (For  hours, LUCA contemplated on the decisions he has made, wondering  what he did wrong for it to lead to this point.) 

(LUCA came up with a realization, since he thought up of this  event, all he needed to do was to hallucinate the prevention of  AMBROSE’s death.) 

LUCA 

I just need to concentrate really hard, I will not let AMBROSE die over my misguided actions. (It had reached dawn and he still  could not hallucinate anything, nothing was appearing in his  thoughts.) What is happening? Why can I not see anything? I will  just have to try harder. (The morning had come by and it was all  fruitless effort.)  

(LUCA was starving, helpless, his cheeks stained with his dry  tears.) 

Scene 2 

Setting: Outside the Bourgeoisie Manor  

(A loud knocking came at AMBROSE’s Manor, waking everyone  including AMBROSE. Opening the door he had seen LUCA, panting  heavily.) 

AMBROSE 

LUCA, is that you? What are you doing here so early in the  morning? 

Luca 

AMBROSE, I am so sorry. (He had a grave expression on his face.) AMBROSE

What do you mean by that LUCA? What could you have done that  needs you to give me an apology? Come inside, it is cold outside.  Your clothes are tattered.  

(LUCA, once again falls down to his knees, grabbing onto  AMBROSE’s hand, his eyes starting to tear up.) 

LUCA 

I did not mean for this to happen to you. I am so sorry my dear  friend. If only there was a way to reverse this. 

AMBROSE 

LUCA, stand up and snap out of it, before you go all hysterical  on me Calm down first so I could at least get a sense of what you are trying to say. 

(At that moment, LUCA had passed out due to exhaustion. When he  awoke, he was laying in AMBROSE’s bed.) 

LUCA 

What happened? Why am I in your room? 

AMBROSE 

You passed out, you looked like a dying horse to get to here,  what exactly happened?  

LUCA  

You are about to die soon AMBROSE, and it is all my fault. AMBROSE 

What are you yapping on about LUCA? (AMBROSE scoffs.) LUCA 

Seriously AMBROSE, please take this seriously, my friend. 

(There was an awkward tension in the air, dead silence filled the  room.) 

AMBROSE 

I see… I just need to think for a while, I will leave you be for  now. 

(Ashamed of what he had done, LUCA begrudgingly gets rest.) 

Sequence 5  

Scene 1 

LUCA 

(LUCA was crying. He was hysterical. He cried, and cried, until  his eyes could not produce anymore tears.) It is all my fault. I  should not have let anger consume me. It is all wrong. I am all  wrong.  

AMBROSE 

You need to stop that, my friend. I do not know what you saw or  what you heard, but I am here. I am fine and I am not ill at all. 

LUCA 

I know, I know, but you have to understand. I can see the future!  AMBROSE 

And I am a talking donkey. Please just get some rest. I would  like my friend to be back to normal by tomorrow. (AMBROSE laughs,  and leaves LUCA to rest once more. He goes to the kitchen and  fetches himself some cold milk.) 

LUCA 

(LUCA leaves the bedroom, deciding to follow AMBROSE to try and  stop the prophecy.) No, do not! (He tried to stop AMBROSE from  drinking the milk.) 

AMBROSE 

This milk tastes oddly different.  

LUCA 

That is because it is poisoned!  

AMBROSE 

Nonsense, I feel perfectly fine. Genuinely, my friend, I do  believe you need to drink some tea. Nothing is wrong with me. (As  soon as AMBROSE has said that, he falls to the ground.)

LUCA 

I knew it! I could not reverse time. What was blamed of my  mother’s doing will now be the cause of your death. Dearly, I am  sorry. I could not reverse the prophecy. (He crouches down, holds  AMBROSE in his arms. He shakes AMBROSE to try to get a word out  of him. But nothing happens. His life is now lifeless.)

[unoscraft]

"Heaven for Angel"

Written by Sean Mathew Torres

“I struggle, we all struggle, but realize what your struggle is.”

My name’s Angel. I’m a trans woman living in New York City, the home to bustling cars, city lights, very vulgar drivers, lots of rats, and one-dollar pizzas. It really doesn’t live up to the hype people say it is. There are a lot of people suffering, sleeping in alleys, hustling any way they can in the piers. I used to be one of them, and here’s how I first thought I escaped it. It was 1983, it was freezing cold outside. I was on my way to hustle; it was the only thing I could do at the time. Try finding work as a trans woman in the eighties, while surviving off of ramen packets; warm if you’re lucky. I wore my fur coat I invested $20 in with a cheap nightgown in a matching lavender color that was slightly warmer of a shade underneath. I was wearing my favorite white boots, but they got wet from the damp wood the piers were made of.

There wasn’t exactly a schedule for girls with the same work as me, as long as it was dark and late. You’d get picked up by white rich men fast. But this time I was in a rush; my girlfriends were a lot earlier to the spot than me. I ran as fast as I could in this dimly lit street I always walk by, its scary but you get used to it. I was holding the other side of my fur coat as I ran, it was cold, breezy, and I felt the cold wind whoosh through my skin and hair. My boots made the sound of loud clunking but it was muffled because of the wet wood. I felt a strong gust of wind completely flowing my hair, and for a moment I stopped and inhaled the cold. Even though I smoke I always love the way the cold air flushing through my lungs.

I snapped back from my melancholy moment and saw my girlfriends waiting for me, they were all waving at me as they stood by the light pole as one of them puffs a cigarette with the smoke following the air their hands were making. I smiled and rushed over, making big steps so I can get their faster. Smiling and tucking my hair behind my ear and I say “Hey dolls!”. Us trans sisters say dolls to each other, it’s just the way we speak. Talia blows out a smoke as she holds her cigarette away from her mouth and she says in an energetic tone “Girl… we’ve been waiting for you. You went home early yesterday and you missed this guy asking for you! He’s right over there waiting!” as she points out to a man in this business suit sitting in his car with this demure music with his hands resting on the wheel staring at me and my friends. I turn around away from the wind as it blows through the coils of my hair. I slowly walk up to this car with its window only halfway down, he looks at me and smiles. I look at him with a straight face and I said with a strong tone “Its fifty for the night, twenty for thirty minutes.”. He gives me a warm smile and looked right at my eyes and says “Alright, fifty.”, I look back at my friends giving them the signal to call the police if they don’t see me come home tomorrow as a joke, laughing. Even if this guy was a serial killer, I knew I didn’t have a single hope for the police saving or finding me, people like me are the last priority.

I look back at the guy in his seat, eyeing him up and down. He was clearly flushed and nervous at my presence. I thought it was cute, he didn’t look bad either, he was tall, pale, and his hair was probably undone from a hairstyle he was wearing earlier his day. He looked at me but he looked down as if he was scared to look at my eyes as if he wasn’t looking directly at me earlier. He uttered shakingly “Y-you’re very beautiful...”, I thought it was stupid but adorable. “You do know I’m transexual right?” I asked him as I tilted my head looking at him smirking. He finally looked me in the eye and said “It’s what I admire about you, it’s like you’re free being you and its amazing. I’ve always envied that.”. I took a deep sigh and looked away for a moment staring at the road, almost blanking out. I say in a calm tone, “What is there to envy? You do know how lucky you are right? You’re white, you have a job, you have a house. I’m here selling my soul to you people to get what, scraps?” I said without tearing up, I’ve always made a point on this so I’m desensitized to the idea that this is what I am; this is what I’ll have to do. He looked down in silence for a moment recollecting what I just said. I look back at him, seeing him turn pale then slowly go red. “Please, get out.”, I look at him confused. “Please get out!” He shouts as I arch my brow, opening the car door and stepping out like he wanted. He speeds off, his car blowing smoke to my face as I just stand dumbfounded. Finally, the cold air blows once again on my face as I look up and stare at the stars. I whisper to myself, “I guess were going hungry again tonight.”.

[unoscraft]

"Oh to have you in every world..."

Written by Jhanizarie Barnes

Which route should I go to reach the agreed place?

I couldn't find my way out of this enormous fortress, and I was beginning to despair.

Fortunately, I came upon several servants who pointed out the way there. Suddenly, while I

was looking for it, I came upon a garden and saw a young woman fall in front of me, and I

halted to help her. It was strange since all she was doing was just staring at my face as if she

had something to say to me but couldn't. I'm not sure where I'd seen her before, but there was

something about her that was familiar.

"Are you okay?" She felt her face becoming red and quickly hid it.

She flashes a small smile and cutely nods in front of me, I guess she’s already 8 years old like

me. She softly thanked me for helping her, while i’m observing her looks. She may look

princess but her act and dress says the opposite. Her white dress was covered up in dirt and

her ribbons are falling from her wavy hair, she’s a mess indeed.

“I’m prince alirey, you?” I offer my hand again as a gesture of respect.

“I’m niah!” I was about to talk to her more but my servant found me. They are already calling

me saying it’s our dinner time. When I was about to bring niah with me I just saw her running

away from me while she’s holding a lavender flower in her left hand.

During our dinner time, I expected Niah to be one of us since she’s the princess, but I just

saw another girl. Maybe she wasn’t the princess that I’ve been expecting. After I finished my

dinner I excuse myself to wash my hands politely.

On my way back to the dining table, I heard two young girls chit chatting. I’ve decided to

eavesdrop out of my curiosity.

“Please alisha?! Just switch places with me when he’s here! I’m afraid he wouldn’t be friends

with me since i’m a princess..” it was niah and the other girl that I’ve met during the dinner

earlier!

“Fine, just be thankful you’re my friend and my mom has been loyal to serve your family for

years! ” Alisha said, the fake princess. But why does she have to hide?. “Okay! And also I'm

shy because he’s so charming!” Niah giggles, I smiled and shook my head

Our families became closer together. As time passed by Niah wasn’t shy to me at all but she

still hid her identity. I just let her, maybe she’s more comfortable with that. I joined the

soldier training because I’m representing our kingdom, and niah joined too. She’s always

there whenever I go somewhere else.

After a while, our training also became harder. My father, who's also a king, told me that our

legacies were divided into half. The left legacies contain 4 kingdoms, the right legacies

contain 4 kingdoms and that’s where we belong. The left legacies decided to have a war with

us, they are saying we have something that we’re hiding. I'm still not sure what it is, but

every day they manage to start a battle, start to kill some of our citizens, and continue to

threaten us if we don't give them what they want.

“I..love you prince alirey.” I was speechless when niah confess. Tomorrow’s gonna be our

last war with the left legacies and now we’re ready for it. But why does Niah have to confess

now of all times? Of course, I share the same sentiments with her. But the timeframe now is

insufficient.

She left me with no choice, I lied saying I was in love with the princess, her best friend. She

even revealed to me that she’s the true princess. I looked at her in my most cold eyes while

she’s kneeling infront of me begging me to give her a chance, I couldn't because the war was

getting near. I knew she would protect me during that time, I just left not saying anything. It

pains me to see her crying and I couldn’t do anything but to lie.

Eventually, war came. Niah didn’t even bother to took a glance at me, that’s good to know.

She's tougher than she should. Everything was going well, we may die or not. At least we’re

doing this for the sake of our people.

I was panting and almost bending in my knees. Someone called me when i looked back an

enemy was already stabbing me from behind but someone took it from me. My hands

immediately draw my sword to cut off his head. I held her waist. My mind couldn’t process

everything but my body kept on carrying her away from the war.

“Niah, stay with me please.” It was her, Niah protected me, as far as I know she was far from

me. I always keep her away from me whenever the war is occurring but I'm surprised she’s

already behind. As much as I wanted to keep her alive, a lot of blood has been dripping and

draining her body. I just sat down and hugged her more while I cried. Her eyes was already

half asleep, I knew she couldn’t make it. I softly planted a kiss on her forehead, and I smiled

through the pain.

“Rest, my princess. I love you..” After that she just smiled and nodded. She finally rests in

my arms. The war ended through pain and blood, but the princess' last words by her letters

for the kingdom also made the war end in a peaceful way as it should.

I was just staring at the sky while i’m at the garden where I first saw her. The sky was bright.

Sunshine like her, I started to mourn her death again. I just stopped when Alisha tapped my

shoulders, I couldn’t say a word and just followed her gesture.

I formed an “oh” when I finally realised what’s the secret of the right legacies, the tree of the

other world. Alisha simply drew a straight line, raising my eyes in perplexity. Niah was there,

seated in a location resembling a school. While chatting with her friends, she is grinning. I'm

confused as I stare at Alisha. She gave me the signal to go into another dimension while

smiling. "If you want her, get her. That’s the secret of this tree, it is a bridge for the two

worlds that have been unseen." I walked in without giving this any thought. She started

pouting as soon as I walked in, and as she drew nearer to me, I took a closer look at myself.

She and I are both carrying the same school attire.

"Psh, you really drove me crazy earlier! Even though I already know the right word, you still

beat me! Thanks to you, I even dropped two points." She rolled her eyes. I initially didn't

understand anything, but I just went along for the ride.

“Not my fault.” I said coldly and sat at the chair, she just rolled her eyes and walked away

from me. I couldn’t help but to smile seeing her alive, seeing her in another world but this

time in a much more peaceful way. Maybe in this world, the only war that we can encounter

is a little war between the two of us.

[unoscraft]

"Severing The Ties"

Written by Deidrew Tuazon

Here I am again, sitting at the cafeteria table alone, snacking on my cold sandwich with some

apple juice that I bought from the convenience store. And there I saw her again, beautiful black

silky hair, porcelain skin, and hazel eyes. I can see why everyone is attracted to her, she was an

all rounded girl, balancing being an athlete and being the top student in school. Whenever I look

at her it always makes me wonder what it'd feel like to be popular, to be surrounded by people

who love and adore you. What I hadn't known was that I was already staring off into space,

looking at her, she must've seen me staring as she flashed a warm smile at me, I just went to class

and tried to forget about it. The next day I realized I slept in and was already late to class. As I

hurried out I just saw my mom on the couch, already on her third bottle, I paid her no mind and

started running without thinking of eating or bringing food. Once lunchtime came, that's when I

realized I don't even have money to buy food. So there I was, sitting down in the cafeteria alone,

hungry, that's when I saw her, she radiated a bright and warm energy wherever she may go. This

time she waved and approached me," Hello there! I noticed that you didn't bring food today, here

you can have some of this bread if you'd like," she said with a cheery voice. "I'm Rina by the

way, Rina Lunari," she said with a smile on her face. I introduced myself as she sat down to eat

with me, we started talking about things that interested us and who would've guessed, we both

liked a lot of the same things. Time passed by quickly, she asked me if we could walk home

together so of course, I complied. As we were walking, I felt an aching sensation in my head, the

next moment I woke up I was already in a hospital bed. Completely clueless about what

happened, a nurse came in and told me that I passed out due to lack of food in my system and

that I needed to eat more. I then checked the time on my phone and saw that it was half past

midnight. I kept staring at my phone thinking, isn't my mom worried even in the slightest bit?

she sent not one even one message, does she even love me? Does anyone even love me? It

dawned on me that this is what loneliness must feel like, I am completely alone, with no one who

truly loves me. As I was spiraling, this was when I felt something gripping my hand, it was Rina.

She was sleeping as she held my hand, I didn't know how to react nor how to feel. I've always

been alone in situations like this, it's not like it's the first time I've been in the hospital either. As I

was staring at her I saw something red, a thin red line that was wrapped around my finger. I was

confused as to what that string was but as I was staring she woke up and flashed another one of

her warm smiles at me. "Solana, how're you feeling?", Rina asked. I told her I was fine, that I

just needed a bit more rest, after that she escorted me home and gave me a get well soon basket,

"that's very sweet of her" I told myself. The next day, as I was showering I noticed that the red

string was still tied around my finger, curiously I tried untying it which only made my finger

hurt. So after I showered I tried following the string to see where it'd go. As I was walking down

the hall, I saw my mother again, drinking her life off, but this time I also saw a red string tied

around her finger. I tried following it but it led to my Dad's urn which made me wonder what that

meant. I tried going on my phone, searching through every bit of the internet to see what it could

mean, and I saw an article about an urban legend called, "The Red Strings of Fate." Seeing what

it meant made me light up, does this mean that there really is someone out there for me? A few

weeks had passed, somehow everything went back to normal, although Rina wasn't going to

school anymore, I'm worried about what had happened to her.

These past few weeks I've also seen how there really is someone for everyone, seeing how they

have strings that connected them, may they be happy or not, they were still each other's

soulmates. I decided, today is the day I find my soulmate, I need to know who'll actually love

me. So this is when my search began, I followed the strings but to no avail, I still haven't seen

them, the person at the end of my string. It was almost midnight by the time I reached the train

station, here I have a gut feeling that I'm getting closer. As I was nearing the boarding station, I

saw a girl in the distance, I saw how my string had connected to hers. I thought this is it, I finally

got to meet them, running as fast as I could I realized who it was. It was Rina, just standing there

at the edge of the train tracks. I yelled out to her and she heard me, she smiled warmly at me, I

smiled back realizing that Rina was the person I was meant to be with all along. Then it

happened. She jumped in front of the train. I couldn't react, what do I even do? This was when I

decided to sever the ties.