Plot Synopsis: Corazon Ocampo, the patriotic daughter of an armed guerilla force captain, meets Japanese police officer Nushi who spared her from arrest by the Kempeitai. On the night the guerilla headquarters was raided by the secret police, she meets a masked vigilante known as the White Dragon, who fights alongside the Filipino guerillas.
A/N: Hello, everyone! I decided to make a historical fanfiction of Spirited Away. This is gonna be set in World War II, during the Japanese occupation in the Philippines. Chihiro will be a Filipino woman here, so her name's gonna change as well to make it fit.
Disclaimer: Oh and since this is World War II in the Philippines, there are a lot of sentiments from the people over there during that time, especially due to the abuses done by the Kempeitai on women. So I sincerely apologize if anyone would be offended, especially that this really happened in our history. This fanfic is based on what I've learned in my Philippine History classes.
Prologue
April 6, 1932
Paniqui, Tarlac
The warm ray of light from the sun caressed my face as I was running through the tall green grass, playing hide-and-seek with Ate Lina. As I reached the end of the forest of tall green grass, I spotted a group of acacia trees along the riverbank. This would probably be the best hiding place.
I climbed up one of the trees and sat in one of the big branches. Being lightweight, there was lesser chance that the branch might break, but I was still careful as I noticed that I was really high above the ground and Nanay would be really mad if I would get a broken leg.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps growing louder and I did my best to hide behind the leaves, thinking that it was Ate Lina. However, it was not her but instead it was a boy. He did not look like he came from this place. In fact, I doubt he was Filipino. His pale complexion was further accented by the dark color of his hair that reached up to his shoulders. His eyes were small but they were not like slits. They were big enough for me to see the color of his eyes. They looked green, but it was probably due to the reflection of the river.
He suddenly looked up to where I was. My heart skipped a beat at that. I felt his piercing gaze scrutinizing me. I froze in fear that I did not notice that the branch I was sitting on started to snap. When it did, I did not have time to go to another branch and I fell not on the ground but into the river. As I felt the water painfully filling my lungs, I saw someone plunging into the river and grabbing my hands. Before everything went black, I got a glimpse of his eyes.
They were green.
A/N: So sorry that it was short! However, this is just the beginning. I would be updating this story as soon as possible. See you guys next time!
Oh and some Filipino words that I've used here so far:
Ate - older sister, usually addressed to a girl who is older
Nanay - mother