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"No! I... I had enough...!"

"Filipinas..."


He couldn't bear to see her like this... To see the young girl he raised with all his heart... To see the girl he loved as much as he loved Romano... To see her bleeding with her blood pouring and flowing down to the ground... to her motherland... It was all too much for the Spaniard to bear.

Her eyes were glaring at him with determination and hatred, her bolo stuck to the ground as she used it for support to stand. The Spaniard could see that for every movement she did, more wounds reopened... wounds that were already there beforehand... wounds that he inflicted upon her...
He knew that he was the reason why she was suffering so much... but why...?

Why?

Why did she hate him so much?

How did she grow to hate him like this?

When did her annoyance become hatred?

Why...? How come he never realized this...?

"Why, Filipinas...? Why do you hate me so much?!"

"Isn't it... obvious...?" She spat. "You took my land... Claimed it as your own..." She whispered, slowly standing up and bearing the pain every movement gave her. "You took me away from my country...  promising me the safety of my men... while you stomp on that promise and treat them as slaves... I wonder..." She finally stood on her own two feet, gritting her teeth as her eyes widened to bear the pain. "Who wouldn't hate someone for doing that to them?! Answer me! España!"

The Spaniard's eyes widened in unspoken emotion. Was it fear? Was it loss? What was he feeling right now...? He could see the girl's... his daughter's eyes narrowed in determination, her hand rising as she pointed her large weapon at him... a sword too heavy and big for her small dainty hands to hold and carry. Was she seriously thinking of fighting him...? Was his little girl truly, truly unwavering in her decision to strike him down...?

The flames of war surrounded him... him and beloved little girl...

Both held their blades within their shaking grasps, but both hands were shaking for two different reasons...

Spain held his with a wavering heart...

Filipinas held hers with resolve...

His clothes were soiled by fire, ashes, and blood, but none of it was his...

His daughter's once pure white dress was soiled in the same way, but the blood that was spilt was hers...

For every countrymen of hers struck down, wounds continued to appear one after another. She truly felt her country's pain... in more way that one and Spain truly... truly wanted nothing but this for his beloved child... for his beloved girl... for the beloved woman he loved so much...

"Filipinas... stop this nonsense!"

"I told you before, España..." She whispered, before preparing her blade. "Las Islas Filipinas will fight back... We will not allow ourselves to be conquered anymore by the likes of you...! We will regain our freedom! Prepare! España!"

And as she ran towards him, their blades clashing together, reflecting the flames of war and hatred present around them and within her eyes, Spain bit his lip and screamed as he pushed her back, throwing her body roughly away from him. He watched as she hit her back on a nearby tree, opening once again a new wound as blood trickled from her head and down her chin. He wished she wouldn't stand up, but his eyes widened once again as he watched her stand up on wobbling feet... her knees barely able to support her weight as she continued to hold her blade in an act of defiance towards him...

"Filipinas... please stop this..."

And yet she did not listen...

"Freedom!"

And he yelled her name, her human name, as they once again clashed blades, tears falling from Antonio's cheeks as he was forced to fight with his beloved... He didn't know what went wrong... What went wrong?!

"I am..." She started. "Las Islas Filipinas... Pearl of the Orient Seas..." She glared. "That title is mine, and mine alone... I will not allow anyone... anyone else to take it from me and my men..." And with a whisper, she pushed her way nearer towards him and whispered... "Not even you..."

"What went wrong, Fili...?" He asked... "I raised you... I loved you... I gave you so much... What went wrong...?"

Spain bit his lip, looking at his daughter with sorrow as tears continued to flood his cheeks. Filipinas' eyes softened as she gave him a bitter smile, extending her free hand towards him to caress his cheek ever so gently before finishing in a whisper...

"Yes, Spain, you gave me so much... so, so much... But I am not yours. I cannot allow neither myself, nor my countrymen to be yours... and I..." She glanced at him with honest eyes, eyes that he saw in very rare occasions before her own tears finally fell from her cheeks. "I loved you too, father..."

And she pushed herself away, back to the men who waited for her on top of a hill, waiting for their country to come back to them. And as she reunited with them, she once again faced her father – her former father – and the Spanish army from above, eyes firm with resolve...

"Itaas and bandila ng Filipinas!" She commanded, raising her blade in the air. "Itaas ang bandila ng Katipunan!" And they obeyed, raising their flag of red, blue, white, and yellow before raising yet another red flag right beside it. The flags rose behind the younger woman in the midst of all the flames and she once again lowered her blade to have it pointing towards her oppressors... And once again, she whispered...

"Esta es nuestra revolución, España..."

And she turned around to face her men...

"Atras! Susugod tayo muli sa ibang araw! Atras!"

He barely understood what she said, but he watched as her men started to back away. He ordered his men to stay. Though many complained, he kept his ground and watched as she faced him one last time, closing her eyes as she mouthed words he understood before mouthing back his reply. He saw her give him one last smile... one last smile filled with all the appreciation she could muster before it quickly disappeared, replaced by the cold look in her eyes before turning away and disappearing together with her men.

And he did the same... ordering his own men to fall back and regroup.

He closed his eyes in sadness... and yet smiled a bittersweet smile as her parting words to him replayed over and over again in his mind...


                                                  ...In her language, she had spoken...

                                                        "...Paalam... aking ama..."

                                                  ...And in his language, he replied...

                                                        "...Adiós, mi querida hija..."


Finally, he turned his back, his heart forced to harden as he blocked the memories of his sweet daughter from his mind... and he walked away...


...walked away with the sun setting dimly behind him...

...and finally covered everything in darkness...


END

Author's notes
: Gawd this was hard to write. It was short, and yet I kept on changing and changing stuff about this. Anyway, I have a few notes I want to share with you.

About the two flags... I wasn't sure if they were already also using the Philippine flag during their days in the Katipunan. I only know that during the time of the revolution, the red part of the flag was placed above the blue part, signifying their revolution. At present, the blue part is now above the red part, signifying that the revolution is over... or something like that.

Here are translations. Please take note that while I am a Filipino, I only translated all the Spanish phrases online, so there might be some mistakes. Allow me to apologize beforehand.

España – Spain (duh) haha...

Bolo – a Filipino sword/blade used by majority of the Katipuneros during the revolution

Itaas ang bandila ng Pilipinas! Itaas ang bandila ng Katipunan! – Raise the flag of the Philippines! Raise the flag of Katipunan!

Esta es nuestra revolución, España... – This is our revolution, Spain...

Atras! Susugod tayo muli sa ibang araw! Atras! – Retreat! We will attack in another day! Retreat!

Paalam... aking am. – Goodbye, my father

Adiós, mi querida hij. – Goodbye, my beloved daughter

I'm not sure which country I'm gonna do next... Any suggestions?

Anyway, would it be bad to ask for a review? *shy grin* Reviews please?
Disclaimers: I donít own Axis Powers Hetalia...

Authorís notes: Honestly speaking, I was supposed to write something for Japan next, but I couldnít help but write about Spain and Filipinas again... and no. Before you ask, there is no romance here. Itís more on a family type of love and stuff...

Yeah... xD

GOSH IT'S BEEN A LOOOOOOOOONG WHILE SINCE I WROTE SOMETHING!!! OAO
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DatFangirlDoe Featured By Owner Jul 1, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
SO MANY FEELS MAN  Llama Emoji-15 (Sniff) [V1] Anime Msn Emotion 2 O//////O - emote 
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kaykay12160 Featured By Owner Jun 25, 2014  New member Student Writer
NOOO!!! WHY DID HISTORY HAVE TO BE LIKE THIS?!
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HailleyPie Featured By Owner Jul 31, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
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this is just sad. VHHHHHHHY 
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hinosaga123 Featured By Owner May 19, 2013  Student Writer
This is...EPIC!!
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Era13Eikachii Featured By Owner Feb 18, 2013
It's so beautiful~ :meow:
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mikiikun Featured By Owner Feb 18, 2013
Thank you~ xDDD
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:iconhetaliaphilipines123:
:iconcryforeverplz: OH MY GAWD if they put philippines in the anime they should have a moment like when america was cleaning his closet and found all this stuff from the revolutionary war and it should be like THIS!!!!
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adventvera16 Featured By Owner Sep 8, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Beautifully written! :iconclapplz: Very touching and it certainly strikes the heart when you picture them in battle, it's like you had placed us there. And it really is something.

.....though. I have to point out that the Philippine flag (the one with the blue, red, white and yellow) was first made a bit after the Ame-Spanish War just before June 12, 1898. This was based a bit on the flag of Cuba as they were also fighting for their independence from Spain at that time. Only the Katipunan flag was back then.

Anyway~. Keep it up! Certainly going to my favorites!!
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PirateArancia Featured By Owner Jun 15, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Father-zoned This is just so sad! ;A;'
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pattyvonneDGM07 Featured By Owner Apr 25, 2012  Student General Artist
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Yes, I agree in able to write a masterpiece that I would consider yours is, you have to spend time re-editing the details to have a good outcome...

Saludo ko sayo

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