Fights Back Novels & Stories

Naka school uniform pa rin silang dalawa at nagngingitian. Naglakad na ako pabalik sa upuan. The fight start at 5:17 ng hapon. According to Art's profile siya ay isang ability mixer. He's good in everything but his power is just tertiary. Maraming kayang gawin si Art like Yuka but Art is not that strong. The only advantage he has is that he uses his mind to respond sa bawat atake ng kalaban niya. Like me he knows how to fight in systematic way kaya't napili si Art as a chosen.

“I’ll protect you.” Napatingin si Marga sa kaniya, mapurol ang tingin, pero may bakas ng determinasyon. “No, Clint. This isn’t just about me anymore. They’re attacking everything—my dignity, my past, even the baby.” Napatingin si Clinton sa tiyan ni Marga, na kahit hindi pa halata, ay parang pinoprotektahan na niya sa isip niya. “I want to fight back too,” dagdag ni Marga. “I don’t want to hide behind you all the time.”

Kung pababayaan niya ang lahat sa kamay ng tadhana, siguradong matatalo siya. “No… I have to fight back.” Biglang kumislap ang isang ideya sa isip niya. Bahagya siyang ngumiti, mapait at puno ng determinasyon. Dinampot niya ang cellphone sa bedside table, kinagat ng marahan ang labi, at pinindot ang numerong matagal na niyang kabisado. Ilang sandali lang, ay may tinig na lumabas sa kabilang linya, malambing, at may halong saya.

Hanggang sa bigla niyang naisip si Darien, ang matangkad niyang anyo, parang ilaw mula sa ilalim ng dagat. Bumalik sa alaala niya ang sinabi nito noon: “You have to learn to fight back. You need to grow your own edge.” Mula sa wala, parang may apoy na nagliyab sa dibdib ni Harmony. Bigla siyang nagkaroon ng lakas ng loob. Pilit niyang inalis ang kamay ni Ranna na nakakapit sa kanya.

And now, I was fighting back. I would not let Niccolo, or his family, dictate my life, control my actions, determine my fate. I would not live in fear, I would not cower in the shadows. I would face them, I would confront them, I would fight back. My decision to accept the invitation was an act of defiance, a declaration of independence, a statement of intent. I was reclaiming my life, my career, my happiness. And I would not let anyone, not even Niccolo Fibonacci, stand in my way.

Pero sa kabila ng lahat ng ito, ang puso niya ay puno ng determinasyon. "If they fight back, Veronica..." sagot ni Jarred, ang mga mata nito ay puno ng tapang. "We’ll fight back harder. We won’t let anyone break us. We’ve already been through so much, and this... this is just another challenge. We’ll face it head-on."

tanong ko habang sinusubukang basagin ang katahimikan. Bahagyang bumuntong-hininga si Amara bago sumagot sa akin. “When my father started setting me up with different men. I had no choice but to learn how to fight back. If I didn’t, I would have been abused. But you see, I’m strong,” aniya ng may ngiti sa labi pero may pait naman sa tono ng kaniyang boses. “I didn’t let any of them touch me. Instead, they ended up unconscious, thanks to my fists.”

natatarantang aniya, parang hindi niya alam ang dapat gawin kaya hinila na lang niya ako para yakapin. Hindi na ako umapela dahil alam kong kailangan din niya ng yakap. Niyakap ko siya pabalik at mas hinigpitan iyon. Napapikit ako sa sobrang pagkakalma when he started to pat my back. "I hope you won't let yourself get into a fight again because of me. Matagal ko nang tanggap na ganito ako." He whispered.

Wala nang pwedeng mambastos sa akin dahil hindi ko na papayagan mangyari yun I will not allow anyone to hurt me this time. This is my fight now. No Papá Gideon, No Kuyas, No Silas Atticus. It's only me. They want war? Fine! I will give it to them! I will show them who the real me. Makikita nilang lahat.

Napapilig ako ng ulo ng mapansing mga paa lang nito ang madalas gamitin kung saan panay ang pag flying backkick at turning backkick nito na iniilagan ko lamang. "Lumaban ka!" nanggigigil nitong panghahamon. Hindi ko napaghandaan ang ang biglaang pagtalon nito na tumama sa pisngi ko ang sapatos nitong ikinatilapon ko sa gawi nila Ange.