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The Bonds of Training and Destiny

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last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2021-03-05 17:42:12
Johnson looked helplessly at Alice as the women surrounded him. Alice shook her head and smiled at the men standing around him. "We need to continue with the training," she told them.

Alice clapped her hands to get everyone's attention. "Let us continue, everybody!" she said loudly.

"Go back to your places!" Johnson jogged to Alice's side with a relieved expression on his face. "Thank God, you saved me from being harassed," he whispered to her.

Everyone returned to their places, including Odette and Fernando.

"Make sure your arms and hands are firm while punching your opponent!" Alice instructed the group. Noticing how quickly the trainees were learning, she decided to introduce a new technique. "Let’s add the kicking technique today. Johnson will show you how to balance your body and maintain proper posture while kicking." She gestured for Johnson to demonstrate.

"Let’s start with some simple leg lifts," Johnson said.

"It's important that your body is balanced. When you lift your left
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  • Making Past Perfect   New Beginnings by the Lake

    “Oh my, this is a beautiful place!” Alice exclaimed as they arrived at the secluded lake.“This is like paradise!” Odette said loudly, glancing at Fernando. “I love it!” she added with enthusiasm.Pedro and the other men sprinted toward the lake, stripping off their shirts before jumping in. The girls, however, walked cautiously to the lake’s edge, testing the water’s temperature.A few of the men climbed the waterfall, leaping off into the lake below.“Hmph! Show-offs!” one of the girls laughed at the two men who jumped from the top.Alice noticed a path leading up to the falls. Intrigued, she started walking toward it but soon found herself distracted by a row of fruit trees. The fruits looked delicious.I wonder what those are. They look tasty, Alice thought, moving closer to the tree. It was a rambutan tree, with fruit similar to lychees—hairy on the outside and red when ripe. Alice stared at the tempting fruits but couldn’t figure out how to reach them.She stood there, staring up

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2021-03-13
  • Making Past Perfect   Secrets Beneath the Surface

    Johnson caught Alice just before she slipped beneath the water. He wondered what she had seen, knowing full well that she had experienced another vision. He lifted her with ease, as though she weighed nothing at all. The crowd around them stared at Alice, stunned to see her unconscious.Pedro and Isagani rushed over to help."What happened to her?" Pedro asked."It's nothing serious," Johnson replied. "She just spent too much time underwater and passed out, but she'll be fine.""Are you sure she's okay?" Isagani asked, concerned."I'm sure. You two go back and enjoy yourselves. I'll take her home," Johnson assured them as he carried Alice toward Ramon’s house.Pedro and Isagani exchanged puzzled glances, scratching their heads."I guess she’s alright if he says so," Pedro muttered."I hope so," Isagani added, still unsure.They returned to the lake, where their friends bombarded them with questions. Pedro and Isagani reassured the group that Alice would be fine and would resume trainin

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2021-03-14
  • Making Past Perfect   Fury of the Battlefield, Glimpse of the Future

    There was blood everywhere, and people were screaming and running in all directions. The Japanese soldiers were gaining the upper hand."Quick, we need to hide!" Apolonia grabbed Alice's hand and started pulling her toward the woods."No! I need to find my friends first!" Alice tried to break free, but Rosa held her arms, helping Apolonia drag her."You help the wounded first. I'll meet you in the woods." Apolonia pointed at a few people lying on the ground, still alive.Gunshots rang out, and the clanging of metal filled the air as soldiers who had run out of ammunition resorted to using short swords to fight the guerrillas."Alice! Watch out!" Isagani shouted from in front of her. Instinctively, Alice ducked, giving Isagani the chance to stab the Japanese soldier who was about to attack her.She realized that the Japanese troops had likely discovered their hideout, catching Ramon and the others off guard. Alice grabbed the rifle of the dead Japanese soldier beside her and began calmi

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2021-03-15
  • Making Past Perfect   A Fateful Warning

    As they banter with each other, Alice cannot help but think of the vision she saw on the lake and the one that came to her while she was unconscious. She is also thinking about the voice that mentioned something about five days. It is a warning.Alice is smart enough to know that five days from now, her vision will come true. She realizes that what she saw was an event that will happen if she does nothing to prevent it. This is not a trivial matter and needs urgent attention. She hurriedly tells her friends about it. She doesn’t care if Fernando is there—since he and Odette are soon to be married—she thinks he can help persuade Ramon and the others to quickly form a strategy to ensure their safety.“Fernando, this is very important, and I hope you won’t think I’m evil or strange.” Alice looks seriously at Fernando after telling him the story.“Not at all, you’re lucky to have this gift,” Fernando answers solemnly. He’s spooked at first, but after realizing that Alice can be a great hel

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2021-03-19
  • Making Past Perfect   A Strategy of Deception and a Surprise Wedding

    "What do you propose?" the captain asked Alice."Instead of fighting them head-on, why don't we use sneak attacks? That way, they won't be able to contact their comrades for backup," Alice replied hurriedly."You mean, we’re going to ambush them?" The captain considered the strategy Alice was suggesting."Yes, but we don’t need to use rifles or guns. They’ll just attract too much attention," Alice explained."What?! Are we supposed to use machetes or our bare hands? We’ll be dead for sure!" the captain exclaimed."No. We can wait in the cave and ambush them. Instead of using guns, we’ll use poisoned arrows," Alice said, glancing around at the others."Poisoned arrows?" The captain tapped his chin thoughtfully."I saw some thorn apples and rosary peas in the woods earlier. If they drink the poison or inhale the smoke from burning thorn apples, they’ll hallucinate or even go mad. As for the rosary peas, if we dip the tips of the arrows into the seeds, the poison will kill them. But we ne

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2021-03-28
  • Making Past Perfect   A Silent Battle and a Dangerous Vision

    “You may now kiss the bride,” the mayor concluded the ceremony.“Congratulations!” Alice exclaimed, hugging the teary-eyed Odette.Everyone gathered around the newlyweds, offering their best wishes and applause. The captain, standing proudly as the godfather, smiled with joy. “Please bring all the food to the table,” he instructed one of the ladies nearby.The guests sat down and began their meal. It was a simple spread, not extravagant, as it was initially meant to be a quick meal after a meeting. Despite this, Fernando and Odette felt immense gratitude. They were filled with happiness now that they were married.“By the way, Odette,” Tomas said, turning to his daughter-in-law, “you’ll need to pack your things from Ramon’s house. You’ll be living with Fernando from now on.”“Oh, I don’t have much,” Odette replied. “Just a few clothes and nothing else.”Alice hadn’t anticipated the change, realizing that she and Johnson would now be left alone in the room. However, with the war looming

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2021-04-27
  • Making Past Perfect   Captured and Defiant

    “Let’s remove all the evidence that they were attacked!” the captain barked, his voice sharp and commanding, like a soldier addressing his troops. He turned to Alice and Johnson and asked them to head to the underground tunnel, check it out, and give him an update.“Do you still remember where it is?” he asked Johnson.Johnson, who had gone to the tunnel entrance several times to help transport materials and food for the evacuation, nodded. “I remember it clearly, Captain.”They all exited the cave, Alice and Johnson turning toward the hiding place, while the others headed to the scene littered with bodies. As Alice walked out of sight, Pedro watched her with longing.“How long until we get there? I hope Odette and the others are doing okay,” Alice asked Johnson after a few minutes of walking. The forest was growing denser and darker.“If we walk fast, we’ll be there in about ten more minutes,” Johnson said. He took her hand, encouraging her to move faster.“My feet and legs hurt. Can

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2021-07-04
  • Making Past Perfect   Bound by Fear, United by Love

    "Ah, just as I imagined—pink nipples," the leader said in his native language. He stood up slowly, circling Alice, etching every curve of her naked body into his memory. Aroused, he stepped closer, stooping to lick one of her nipples.He looked at her face but saw no emotion, which only heightened his excitement. He could sense her trying to hide her fear, but it was there, palpable. He sat back down in front of her, continuing to pleasure himself. Then, without warning, he licked her womanhood. Alice tensed, instinctively stepping back, but he held her in place by gripping her butt.“If you move, I’ll torture your friends,” he threatened, his voice low and menacing.Alice shut her eyes, overwhelmed by the fear of what could happen to Johnson and the others. She remained still, letting him violate her. He masturbated, sitting in front of her, while she stood, paralyzed with dread. His knees pushed her legs apart, giving him better access. He was about to go further, preparing to penetr

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2021-07-05

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  • Making Past Perfect   The Unseen Thread

    Things would have been different if Alice had never time-traveled to the past.She knew that. Felt it in her bones.If she hadn’t gone back, Leonora would be on the brink of death by now—frail, isolated in the Philippines, her healing powers still locked away by Corazon’s curse.She would have never met her son. Never found the closure she deserved after years of torment.And Pedro… Pedro would have died alone in his apartment in California, the walls silent, no goodbye to his father, no final hugs from his siblings. Just emptiness.Alice thought about it often, late at night, when the world outside was quiet and her mind wouldn't let her rest.She had saved them. In a way. But the past was still unraveling in places she couldn’t reach.The only problem was, back in that stitched-together past she left behind, Leonora’s son still hadn’t returned. No letters. No word. Just silence, stretching for years like a wound that refused to heal.And Alice, she realized, knew almost nothing about

  • Making Past Perfect   Before They Were Grandfathers

    When they arrived in California in the early 1960s, they didn’t just cross an ocean, they crossed into an entirely new version of themselves. The paperwork was processed slowly, over weeks, and interviews and translations and signatures that Ramon didn’t understand but trusted Simon to guide.On one particular form, Ramon was asked his family name again. The immigration officer, tired and thick-accented himself, looked up and said, “Do you want to keep the old spelling? We can Anglicize it.”Ramon blinked. “Anglicize?”“Make it easier for Americans to pronounce,” the officer said, already halfway through typing.Simon looked at his father. “We can change it, if you want.”Ramon glanced at Marisa, at his sons, at Leonora who nodded once. A future was waiting, and it needed a name.“Taylor,” Ramon said. “We’ll be the Taylor family now.”The officer nodded and finished typing.And just like that, it was done.Pedro, legally became Peter Taylor.The name felt strange at first, like a suit

  • Making Past Perfect   Letters Across Time

    In the days after the wedding, after the time slip and the letter from Tomas, Alice finally began to breathe again.For the first time in years, the world felt like it was shifting under her feet, not because she was time-traveling but because she was finally grounded.And somehow, as all the loose ends of their wild, overlapping journeys began to settle, her mind and heart came full circle, back to Johnson.They had known each other since childhood. They were both stubborn, fiercely competitive, and raised on discipline and quick reflexes.They trained martial arts side by side, trained under the same instructors, and earned their belts on the same mats. As teenagers, they sparred in tournaments and sometimes walked home with matching bruises and matching trophies.They had always been close, even before magic and time travel turned Alice’s world into something only he could understand. Johnson has loved her since their childhood when everyone else thought Alice was weird and anti-s

  • Making Past Perfect   Back Where She Belongs

    The sound of laughter faded like a dream.For a moment, everything was light... Leonora’s arms wrapped around her, Pedro’s promise still echoing in the night air, the scent of sampaguita filling her lungs. The glow of lanterns, the feel of bare earth beneath her heels, it was all there.And then, in the blink of an eye, it was gone.The lanterns became Edison bulbs. The laughter turned to modern chatter. The floral scent gave way to the sharp tang of city air and grilled skewers.Alice opened her eyes and blinked.She was back in Pasadena.Back in 2024.And... she was sitting on the same chair, beneath the same string of lights at Fernando and Odette’s wedding reception. Only seconds had passed for the people around her.Her champagne glass still sat on the table, full. Her plate of untouched food was still warm.The music continued playing, and no one seemed to have noticed her absence.No one except Johnson.He had turned just in time to see her blink strangely, her eyes suddenly gl

  • Making Past Perfect   A Heart That Waits

    The church bells were still echoing faintly through the trees as guests made their way from the small church in Tipas to the reception at Ramon's house. The modest home had been transformed into a wedding wonderland: the entire front yard covered with strings of capiz lanterns, white curtains billowing gently in the afternoon breeze, and long tables lined with woven banig runners, fresh flowers, and candleholders fashioned from hollowed coconut shells.Children dashed under the tables, roosters crowed from behind the bamboo fence, and neighbors arrived bearing food wrapped in banana leaves, bowls of ice, and stories to share.A bamboo arch wrapped with palm fronds and sampaguita marked the entrance. The smell of roasting pork, fresh lumpia, and sweet coconut drifted in the air like a call to gather.Alice stood off to the side for a moment, taking it all in. Time travel had never felt quite this… alive.“I forgot how vivid it all was,” she whispered to herself, hands clasped tightly i

  • Making Past Perfect   Happily Married

    Days passed quietly in Johnson and Alice’s lives but not in the household of the Sanchez family.Odette sat on the wooden bench just outside her parents’ house, twisting the edge of her skirt with trembling fingers. Fernando stood beside her, tall, tense, eyes darting between her and the half-opened door where angry voices spilled out.“I still can’t believe this,” her mother was saying, for what felt like the hundredth time. “You’re pregnant? And he’s a foreigner?”Odette winced.“He’s not just some foreigner, Mom,” she said loudly, trying to stay composed. “I love him.”“You barely know him,” her father thundered from inside. “And you expect us to just smile and clap while you get married to someone who can’t even tell where he came from?”Odette squeezed Fernando’s hand. “Just let me talk to them.”After a few more minutes of raised voices and family tension, her parents finally came outside—her mother pursing her lips tightly, her father eyeing Fernando like he was the cause of ev

  • Making Past Perfect   Alice's Dreams

    2024In the stillness of the night, Alice twisted under her sheets, a faint crease of worry etched between her brows. Her breath was uneven, caught somewhere between sleep and panic. The dream had returned—but this time, it was more vivid than ever.She was not in her room anymore. She was standing in a dimly lit alley that reeked of urine and old sweat. The air was heavy. Thick. The kind that clung to your skin and didn’t let go.And there was Leonora.Beautiful. Broken.She stood near the edge of the alley, barefoot, bruised, and trembling in a thin, torn dress. Her hair, once jet black and glossy, was now matted and dulled by grime and blood. Her eyes—those eyes Alice knew so well—were hollow. But they flickered, faintly, with something deep underneath: rage, shame, fear, and a sliver of hope that refused to die.Then Alice saw her.Corazon.Still alive.Still poisonous.She stood a few meters away, counting thick wads of pesos with one hand and holding a small ledger with the othe

  • Making Past Perfect   The Suitor From Clark

    Simon stood on the steps of the barracks, gripping the edge of the railing like it might steady his nerves. The sun was just breaking over the Clark Airfield compound, casting long shadows across the jeep parked near the mess hall. Nathan, wiping grease from his hands after an early inspection run, looked up with a furrowed brow.“You okay?” he asked. “You look like you just got drafted again.”Simon scratched the back of his head. “I need a favor.”Nathan narrowed his eyes. “Let me guess. It involves a girl.”Simon laughed nervously. “Yeah. Leonora.”“Figured. What is it?”“I want to go to Tipas. Not just to visit,” Simon said, standing straighter. “I want to meet her family. Do it the right way. Ask for their blessing.”Nathan raised his eyebrows. “So you’re going full ‘suitor from the provinces’ now?”Simon grinned. “Apparently there’s a whole tradition—harana, pamanhikan, everything. I’ve been reading, practicing my Tagalog... failing at it.”Nathan crossed his arms, smirking. “Yo

  • Making Past Perfect   Call From The North

    The early morning haze still lingered over the rice paddies when Pedro found Leonora barefoot in the field behind Ramon’s house, her hands cupped around a wounded kingfisher. Dew glistened on the leaves, catching the pale gold light of sunrise. Pedro watched as she whispered something under her breath. A soft glow flickered from her palms, and within seconds, the kingfisher’s wing straightened with a crack that sounded more like relief than pain.It chirped once, flapped its wings, and took off into the sky.“You could’ve told me you were leaving before dawn,” Pedro called out.Leonora glanced back with a faint smile. “You were still asleep. And you snore like a bull carabao.”Pedro scoffed, approaching with a lazy grin. “You’ve been hanging around Ramon too long. You’re starting to sound like family.”Leonora shrugged, brushing dirt from her skirt. “Maybe I am.”Their bond had shifted over the last few months—not romantic, not quite friendship either. Something rooted deeper. He was

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