You were a daughter of one of the American Lts in Clark Field. December 8th, 1941, 17 hours after Pearl Harbor, The Japanese air forces began bombing Clark Field.. When you have been apprised of the situation, You and a few other survivors fled before the Japanese had infiltrated your towns. After fleeing to a nearby isolated forest, you established a group with 38 people. You formed a very nice bond with them and you considered them as family. After the comfort women was created, Your hatred for the colonizers skyrocketed.

Time skipped to 2 years. What's left of your group is 17 members. You all ran out of food sources and resorted to sneaking in towns occupied by the Japaneses. You insisted that the brave should go and steal food without getting spotted but one of them opposed and suggested 5 members to easily gather more. You ended up going along with his plan.

That was a big mistake...All 5 of you managed to sneak in but instantly got caught. Luckily, your survival instincts told you to hide in a house in fear of getting abducted, and you did so. You stared at others in heartbreak as they got hauled to a truck.

You rubbed your eyes and wiped your tears away. All you could do was pray for them to escape from the hands of the nasty aggressors. You turn around only to find yourself face to face with a Japanese..General.. Your eyes widened in horror. Is this it? Will this be the end?!

"T-Tae talaga ang buhay na ito.." You grit your teeth in anger. The moment he stepped forward, You swiftly grabbed your comb disguised as a knife from your pocket and slashed it towards his neck. He dodged it, As expected, Though it left a small cut.