PROLOGUE
"...99... 100... Finally!" Napahiga ako ng malakas sa sahig ng kwarto ko kasabay ng malakas na buntong hininga. I just did a hundred sit-ups and it's not even my goal. It should've been one-fifty but I'm weak, like my father would always say.
"Tayo!"
"Dad! Masakit!" I shrieked while trying to dogde my father's punches. Masyadong bumabaon ang bawat suntok nya sa kaibuturan ng katawan na parang gusto ko nalang sumuka ng dugo tuwing matatamaan nya ako.
This could be charged as child abuse thinking I am only 13 years old but I don't look at my father as a criminal. I know his purpose and I know he's just doing this to protect me and for my future as well.
"Kailan ka ba matututo Aella Lux? How will you fight criminals if you can't even do a hundred push ups? You're weak!" Patuloy pa rin sa pag-atake sakin si Dad but I managed to dodge it perfectly this time.
I'm trying to concentrate to see his every move. For every fighter, every move has rhythms. Each attack and defense is calculated. It has a pattern. And I got my father's kaya nakaisip ako ng susunod na gagawin.
I let him drew a punch to my face na hindi ako umiilag to let him think that I lost my defense but in fact, before he can even punch me, I've already calculated his moves.
He's 45 years old so kahit na malakas sya, he moves slowly. Thinking his punch, it took 1-2 seconds before it can even reach my face, so I doubled my phase and hit him at the stomach within 0.50 milliseconds.
Nang bumagsak si Dad ay tinapakan ko ang dibdib nya. I can be very small or young pero sa pagte-training ko since I was 4 years old, I managed to gain strength.
"Hindi ko talaga mahuhuli ang mga kriminal na 'yan kung pagpupush up at sit ups lang ang gagawin ko, Dad." I told him, crossing my arms. We have a good father-daughter relationship but I really hate him for raising me like I'm in an army.
I' ve always felt like I'm a puppet. Na nilagyan niya ng sinulid at prinactice para pagkakitaan pagkatapos. Don't get me wrong, I love my father, I just don't love the way he treats me.
"Fine. We'll start your real training tomorrow." He mumbled.
Nagningning ang mga mata ko sa sinabi nya. Real training? Does that include gun firing? Forget it, I love my Dad no matter what.
I stood up and went to the kitchen. Naluluha na pala ako habang inaalala si Dad. Binuksan ko ang fridge para kumuha ng tubig.
My dad raised me in a deadly way. He was training me since I was 4 because he wants me to be a special agent for the Secret Task Force 99.
It is a special army/police force who's protecting the nation against criminals and any other threats. His reason? He never told me.
A year after we started my real training, he suddenly disappeared. Nagalit ako sa kanya. Thinking he just left me. But now, I don't really know what happened, do I?
I, then continued what he started, and now, I'm 19 years old. 5 years had passed.
I will find him. I don't know how or where but I will surely do. But, the most important thing right now is, I got into the Secret Task Force 99.
I am Secret Agent Lux Quinn.
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Lux Quinn
ActionAella Quinn, an anti-social college student who seemed to have a normal life, but was born and raised to be a special agent under the government's secret Task Force 99. Being part of it was a dream her father had when he was still alive. And now, sh...
