Title: As Long As There's Light
Author: me
Characters: Philippines, America, mentions of Japan, Spain, China
A/N: Very very loose translation for the VERY very first Filipino fanfic I've ever written in my life, Hangga't May Liwanag Pa. Typed it out while pulling a Turkey in an internet shop, so you can just imagine the desperation and incoherence. It'd fail if I wasn't deperate anyway so, OTL, enjoy!
Disclaimer: HETALIA AXIS POWERS BELONGS TO HIMARUYA HIDEKAZ, NOT ME. If it were mine, Piri-tan would have been canon long ago.
As Long As There's Light
"There's still light..." Maria silently assured herself, while her tearful and lifeless eyes stared up at a small crevice that let in a meager amount of sunlight into her tiny prison.
The war seems to have driven everybody mad. Antonio had already left her. Yao was almost dying from the abuses. And Kiku... merciful God! What happened to him? Maria can see plainly the power-hunger and greed in the usually demure Japanese's eyes, every time he enters the room she was imprisoned in to take advantage of her...
"No! There's still hope!" Maria forcefully shouted in her head. She could control from flowing no more the tears of bitterness, hardship, and sadness that she had kept bottled up for so long.
"Alfred will save me! He promised!" Maria let herself whisper in her hoarse voice. "As long as there's light, there's still morning... as long as there's morning, there's still hope... that Alfred will come back for me... Alfred will save me... Alfred... Alfred..." Maria faithfully repeated to herself. That was the only lullaby she needed, the name of her savior...
BAG! BAG! BAG!
Maria was bolted awake by the loud bashings on the door of her prison-room. The light coming from the crevice was reddish - it was already dusk. Or something was burning outside.
BAG! BAG! BAG!
Maria suddenly trembled. Was it Kiku again?
BAG! BAG! BAG!
"Maria!" shouted the familiar voice that the poor Filipina had been waiting to hear for a long time.
"A-Alfred?" Maria rasped with her long unused voice.
"Maria! Are you there? Hey you, beak down the door already!" Alfred frantically shouted from the other side of the wall. A loud crash, and light suddenly flooded the dark room. Maria momentarily reeled away, her eyes being used to the minute light from the crevice, but she forced herself to face the blinding light, because standing there was...
"Alfred!" she cried, running as far as allowed by her strength, and by the chains that bound her feet. She half collapsed into the American's waiting arms, where she could do nothing else but let her tears flow... tears of happiness, teas of thankfulness, tears at the fulfilment of a grave promise...
As Long As There's Light
Date: Nov 19 2010
Words: 366