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Alice slowly opened her eyes, her breath shaky as she blinked in the dim light. The familiar sight of Pedro and Odette sitting on either side of her bed helped ground her, but the weight of what she had seen in her vision still hung heavily in her chest. She tried to focus on the room around her, the small space dimly lit by a kerosene lamp, but her gaze landed on Captain Juan and Ramon, standing across from her, their faces lined with curiosity and concern.Juan's brows furrowed, and Ramon stood quietly beside him, arms crossed. They weren’t pressing her for answers, not yet. They simply waited for her to gather herself, patient but anxious.Odette squeezed her hand gently. “It’s okay, Alice,” she whispered. “Tell them what you saw. They need to know.”Alice felt her cheeks flush as the intensity of everyone’s attention settled on her. She wasn’t used to this—the pressure of bearing knowledge that could change the course of their plans, the lives hanging in the balance because of wha
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The morning sun filtered through the trees as people stirred from their makeshift beds. The air felt different, charged with both tension and purpose after the critical strategy meeting. The officers had dispersed into smaller groups, relaying the new plan to their teams, ensuring that everyone understood their role in the mission to rescue the prisoners from Sakura Heiei.Odette, Alice, Pedro, and Fernando had gathered near a small clearing, away from the main camp. It was rare for them to have a moment together, especially after everything that had happened. Alice leaned against a tree, exhaustion still evident in her eyes, while Odette sat cross-legged on the ground, her gaze fixed on Alice as if trying to read her thoughts.Pedro and Fernando were seated nearby, deep in conversation about the mission, but there was an undercurrent of unease between them—something more personal lingering beneath the surface.“You really look exhausted, Alice,” Odette said, her voice soft but tinged
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The group had only one day left before the big plan. Everyone was busy preparing for the attack the next night—some practicing hand-to-hand combat while others meticulously conditioned their weapons, ensuring they would function perfectly when needed.Alice felt a sense of restlessness as the hours ticked away. Amid the frenzy, she decided to visit Isabela, not only to catch up but to see Leonora, who had become a source of comfort and wisdom for her in this foreign time. Pedro insisted on accompanying her, as always, ever watchful and protective.They set off together, following the hand-drawn map that Captain Juan had provided them before. It guided them through winding paths and overgrown trails, eventually leading to a modest house nestled under the canopy of tall trees. Twenty minutes later, they arrived.“Alice! Pedro!” Isabela exclaimed in surprise when she opened the door, her face lighting up with warmth. She embraced Alice tightly, the bond between them strengthened by all t
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The moon hung low in the sky, its silver light casting an ethereal glow over the clearing. It was a waxing gibbous, nearly full, the night thick with anticipation for what was to come. Tomorrow, they would march on Sakura Heiei, a mission to rescue Johnson, Isagani, and the others who had been captured. Alice knew she had to be ready—her powers of vision, psychometry, and telepathy were their key to survival. But controlling them in this era had always been a struggle, and tonight was her last chance to master them before the dangerous mission.She stood in the center of the clearing, her hands trembling slightly as she focused on the energy around her. Her best friend, Odette, sat nearby, watching with an encouraging smile. They had been through so much together, time-traveling companions bound by more than just the strange twists of fate. Odette understood Alice better than anyone, and even though she didn’t have powers of her own, she knew how to guide Alice through the overwhelmin
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Now that Johnson was safe and back in her arms, Alice felt a surge of relief wash over her. However, the pressing desire to return to the year 2023 lingered in her heart. She let Johnson rest, knowing he needed it after their harrowing experience, and ventured out to find Odette. Alice needed to discuss their potential return with her, as the urgency to leave this tumultuous era weighed heavily on her mind.She knew Isabela would look after Leonora, so that was one worry off her shoulders. As she made her way to the familiar mango tree, she spotted Odette sitting beneath it with Fernando, laughter spilling from their lips as they shared sweet fruits.“Odette, can we talk?” Alice approached, her tone serious despite the jovial atmosphere.“Sure! Let’s go over there,” Odette replied, kissing Fernando briefly before leading Alice behind the large tree near the river, away from prying ears.“I know you’re completely head over heels for your husband,” Alice began, locking eyes with Odette,
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The night air was thick with anticipation as Alice prepared for her first practice session. The moon hung low in the sky, its silvery light spilling through the gaps in the trees. She had decided to practice every midnight, as Leonora advised, to harness her powers of vision, telepathy, and psychometry. Each night would be a new trial, a chance to grow stronger.“Alice, are you sure about this?” Johnson asked, concern etched on his face as they stood by the riverbank, the gentle flow of water whispering secrets in the darkness.“I have to be,” Alice replied, determination in her voice. “Nana believes in me, and so do you. I just need to push through the fear.”Odette, who was perched on a nearby rock, chimed in, “And we’re right here with you! You won’t be alone.”Alice nodded, her heart swelling with gratitude. “Thank you both. I’m ready to start.”Taking a deep breath, Alice closed her eyes, focusing on the energy within her. “I want to see. I want to feel,” she whispered, reaching
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Alice awoke the next afternoon, the sun filtering through the leaves and casting dappled shadows on the ground. She stretched, the weariness of her midnight training melting away as excitement surged through her veins. Today was a new day, and she was determined to continue honing her powers.“Hey, sleepyhead!” Odette called out, her voice bright as she approached. “You missed breakfast. I saved you some fruits, though!”“Thanks, Odette,” Alice replied, a smile spreading across her face as she accepted a piece of ripe mango. “I needed the rest. Last night was intense.”Johnson joined them, a look of admiration in his eyes. “You did incredible work last night. I can’t believe how far you’ve come in just a few sessions.”“I feel stronger,” Alice admitted, her heart swelling with pride. “But I still have so much to learn.”“Let’s go over everything you practiced,” Johnson suggested, sitting down beside her. “It’ll help solidify your progress.”Alice nodded, excitement bubbling up. “I sta
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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
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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
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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
