"Bakit may mga bwiset na dayuhan sa isla ng aking kapatid?! (What are these damn foreigners doing on my brother's islands?!)" bellowed the angry rajah.

A datu came forward and knelt. "Beloved rajah, according to the letter, they were in need of food and immediate medication. They, the native tribes of isle, only came to help them on the first days.. but when they decided not to go away.."

The rajah's eyes narrowed. "What did you say their men looked like?"

"They wear the most uncommon garments with metal breastplates and pulutongs of metal as well. They have different color of hairs as well.."

"They also have logs that shoots fire out of its mouth. And such weapons that I've not wielded myself!" added a bagani.

The rajah took out his bronze bolo and gripped its heel firmly. "And their leader?"

"You mean leaders" added the kneeling datu. "There is two of them. One much older and the other..well.."

"Well what?!" snapped the rajah." What did the other one look like?!"

"Hold your kalabaw, rajah" laughed the datu. "The first one's body was completely covered with brown clothing. And well the second one had-

"-Had brown hair and startling green eyes.." cut the new voice behind the rajah. An old woman with hair white as the sky coughed and gripped her oak-branch cane tightly. "And he is just like you Mindanao..."

"Aw, you're such a spoiler babaylan." grinned the datu " And yeah, he is a living-nation like you and Brunei."

The rajah's eyes grew in bewilderment and let out a shaky breath. "Is he after us, babaylan?"

The babaylan shook her head. " They simply speak of a search for the island of spices.. that is all I know."

The rajah sighed. "I guess I have to inform Luzon and Visayas then.."

"I'd go!" sat the datu while raising his right hand. "Besides, I promised Maria to bring her mangoes!"

"Kay hinog na nga ng mga mangga~ (The manggoes are as riped as ever.~)" murmured a young Datu while dozing off beneath the huge mango tree. His red robe hung loose on his body as he turned around to face the rivers. He stretched his long arms filled with scars of previous wars and his tattoos of his status.

"Don't you agree, Pedro?" he asked.

"Moo-" snored the humble grey giant animal beside the datu. His large horns and big snout covered the lap of the tanned body of the datu.

"Yeah.." laughed the datu "I thought so.."

The datu tugged his green bandana tighter around his fuzzy black hair and sighed contentedly. His black hawk eyes darted the biggest and brightest mango. He took out his bronze bolo and threw it like a speedy dart.

"You think I should have given this as well to MA-I?" he tossed the mango up and down.

"Moo-" answered the animal.

"Do you have to always say, MOO?!" complained the datu while trying to get up. "You're so heavy Pedro!"

"Moo~"

"Geez, whatever!"

The datu wriggled out of the animal's wieght and pulled on the nearest branch, He sat down with his feet crossed and his head hung.

"Moo?" asked the animal.

"WHAT DOES THAT SUPPOSE TO MEAN?!"

"It means you're stupid enough to talk to a kalabaw.." a figure loomed behind the datu.

A small kid, with short black hair under a small white cup-hat, much younger than the datu scowled with his caramel eyes. He was wearing a long green and blue robe weaved in a peculiar pattern. It's as if he will trip over it any moment but manages to stand straight."For Allah's sakes Juan, grow up a bit!"

"Like you're the one to talk" snorted Juan. Pedro's snout snuggled the chin of the datu playfully. "What brings you here Kuya Pepe-"

"Don''t call me that."

"- este Kudarat?"

"As if you didn't felt it." snorted Kudarat.

"Felt what?"asked Juan.

"THE FOREIGNERS DAMMIT!"

"Oh!" Juan's eyes filled with genuine surprise. He scratched the back of his head and touched the metal-details of his bolo."Well, Leyte reported to me earlier about them entering his gulf."

"And?!"

"They seem to be just lost at sea and asked for help."

"And did you see what they did to Datu Humonhon's people!?" argued Kudarat.

"They did steal their boats first and yet those foreigners still gifted them with such unique products!" smiled Juan " Did you know that there are other kinds of fruits that looks like a vegetable! It was uh-a toti? toto? toma?"

"Moo!" supplied Pedro.

"Tomato!" beamed Juan ".. that's it!"

"But what about their leader!? He's just like us!" shouted Kudarat " And he might try and colonize you! If not you, how about MA-I?! She's too small if a war could happen to her..too young."

Juan's eyes narrowed to Kudarat's flaring eyes. "You think I don't know that?" he growled. "You think that I'm not concerned that he might hurt MA-I or you? I certainly believe that they may bring chaos to us and especially MA-I. And I think you might just have to stay with Ate Brunei if I die.."

Kudarat's face reddened and his eyes softened a bit. " You shouldn't talk like that..AND IT'S NOT THAT I WANT TO STAY WITH BRUNEI-OR ANYTHING!"

Juan laughed with Kudarat's change of atmosphere. "Yeah, right."

"S-Shut up!"

Juan smiled and pat Kudarat's small head. "May the Bathala's be just and that I might not go to war."

Kudarat nodded and sat beside his brother.

"May Allah be with you, Visayas."

"Así que es aquí? ¿Es aquí? Por favor, dime que es aquí!" wailed a voice behind the Magellan.

"Por favor, mantenha calma Espanha." sighed Magellan."We don't even know if we are to find the place Humonhon told us."

He adjusted his brown hood and took out a small telescope. He scanned his ship's troupes and the other armadas. The date was March 21,1521: his expedition just entered the gulf of Leyte. They were just recovering from the terrible food lost and crews with the help of the natives. And yet they were still lost at the horrible gray sea.

"So few.." commented the voice while walking beside the captain. He wore a red coat with dirty-black trousers. He had his light brown hair tied in a pony tail with his green eyes gleaming with sadness.

"But we will make it." comforted Magellan.

"I do hope so.." nodded the person. "The dream of getting to Moluccas is so near.."

"And claiming everything in your King's name." teased Magellan. "And your name, Antonio.."

"Si!" he exclaimed. "All of the east shall belong to La Espanya!

TRANSLATIONS:

Así que es aquí? ¿Es aquí? Por favor, dime que es aquí!- So it is here? Is it here? Please tell me it's here!

Por favor, mantenha calma Espanha- Please keep calm Spain

La Espanya- The Spain

MABUHAY! Sorry if this update was pretty late! The projects and our school party cramped me like heck! And I'm still worried of the outcome of the party tomorrow! (And crap I still have periodical tests on the way) O_e

Pepe: Poor you..

Juan: I love parties! Even though it's a school party- it's still partying! Without any beer, or girls, or ga-

We get the point Juan (-_-)''

England: -reads chapter- So.. Juan just looked older than Pepe before but Pepe is still the big bro?

Pepe: Stop calling me that!

Well, according to my history teacher: Visayas was amazingly gifted with trading with other close nations. They would barter different kinds of stuff like silver or spices. But not gold: Only Luzon could to that with China. And well Mindanao.. was just Mindanao at the ancient times. But the first Filipinos came from Mindanao so he is the oldest even though he doesn't look like one.

Russia: Da! Just like China who is more than five thousand years old but still looks like a girl.

China: I'm a man, aru!

Japan: I'm still a bit confused with the Philippine triplets' ages..

GAH! I'll just make a resume about them for more information about them...

Spain: Wah! I finally make my appearance!

Romano: fuck you, bastardo. Looks like you'll still be the bad guy

Spain: nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ooo!

Pipe down you guys! And how did Russia, China and Japan got in here?!

~Reviews are much requested!~