Hey there guys, this is a new story that I just had to write, and is part of one of my favourite Jason Isaac films, THE PATRIOT!!!! I'd really appreciate it if you were all honest in your reviews, and you have to review! Well, that would be nice.

Anyways, I'll get to the point……The story!

.:Chapter One:.

Anna Beaumont stared of her new bedrooms window. The British had just recently managed to take hold of South Carolina, and the General Lord Cornwallis had a new home.

Anna sighed and thought about how trapped she felt. Her brother, who had just recently been killed, had been apart of His Royal Majesties Green Dragoons. He had been wounded on the battle field and then later passed away in the hospital tents. Apparently his last words to Lord Cornwallis were that he wished the Lord would ensure my his sisters protection and take care of her. Cornwallis kept his promise, and most defiantly kept her under protection. Where ever she went there was a guard, whenever she asked if she could go for a walk in near by woods, the answer was no, and she hated it. But she had to be grateful, if it wasn't for Lord Cornwallis she most likely would be dead now, thrown out of the protection of the army. So in fairness, she couldn't complain.

Anna was interrupted from her thoughts when a stiff cough came from behind her. She frowned and the turned around to find the one man she really didn't want to see.

"Colonel Tavington. How may I help you?" She confidently asked, with a very slight French accent, that you had to strain to hear.

Colonel William Tavington smirked slightly, and Anna discreetly rolled her eyes. She didn't want to be alone with the one who had been branded 'The Butcher'.

"Lord Cornwallis wants to see you. No doubt give you your rules whilst we are here in Fort Carolina" He sneered at her.

Anna kept her head held high and the nodded.

"Lead the way Colonel" And with that Colonel Tavington left the room, leaving Anna to follow him.

The short journey to Lord Cornwallis seemed to last forever in the silence, something which Anna hated. But she had no interest in speaking to Colonel Tavington, not after the stories her brother had told her. About how once the Colonel had shot dead a fathers wife and children, leaving the man alive to die of guilt from not answering a question that he was asked. How he had taken all the women from a village and locked them in a house, and then had it burned to the ground.

Anna felt herself beginning to feel sick as she remembered the stories her brother had mentioned with teary eyes.

"Everything alright Miss Beaumont?" She heard Colonel Tavington ask her.

Anna quickly shook all the thoughts from her head and nodded.

"Perfect" She mumbled.

Colonel Tavington once again smirked at her reply and then knocked on the door in front of them.

"Enter" Came a loud voice.

Colonel Tavington straightened out his jacket before opening the door and entering.

"Ah! Colonel Tavington! Anna!" Lord Cornwallis gestured for Anna to sit on the chair in front of his desk.

"Lord Cornwallis. I trust everything is alright?" Anna politely asked him.

"Indeed, indeed. Now as you can see we have come a great deal in this war' Anna smiled and nodded.

'But that doesn't mean that it is safe. So, for your own protection you are not permitted to leave the walls of this fort. I promised your brother I would keep you safe until the age of 21, that is still 2 years away, so until then, you must obey my orders" Lord Cornwallis sternly told her.

Anna nodded and then let her eyes fall onto the Colonel who was drinking a glass of brandy and smirking at her. In return Anna glared at him, and then turned back to Lord Cornwallis and kindly looked at him.

"As you wish my Lord. Once again, I thank you" She continued to smile.

Lord Cornwallis gave her a kind look.

"Is your room suitable?" He asked, excepting a drink of his man servant Charles O'Hara.

"Yes thank you. Its almost beautiful. And the view will be amazing after the remains of the battle are cleared" Anna remembered seeing a number Continental Soldiers bodies scattered around the field.

"Yes indeed' Cornwallis now looked away from Anna.

'Colonel Tavington is that been sorted to now?"

"Yes sir. Our men are out there now. It should look….What did you say Miss Beaumont…'Amazing' In a couple of hours" He smugly answered, as he looked over at Anna.

Her mind worked quickly.

"Now, Lord Cornwallis, I'll leave you and Colonel Tavington alone. I believe your wanting a word with him about his 'brutal' methods" Anna looked over at Colonel Tavington and saw his expression change and his eye brow raise, his startlingly blue eyes allowed a bit of anger run through them.

Anna smirked and curtsied to Lord Cornwallis, and then confidently left the room, feeling pleasantly pleased with herself.

Colonel William Tavington and General Lord Cornwallis watched as Anna left the room, and then gently closed the door behind her.

"She's quite the young lady isn't she?" Lord Cornwallis smiled at Colonel Tavington.

"Indeed sir. But I believe she needs to learn a few more qualities of been a young lady' He answered, and then placed his glass on the desk and sat in the chair that Anna was in just moments before.

'Now, I believe you have some problems with my methods?"

Anna made it back to her new room and sighed deeply, she was going to be bored, very bored.

She looked over to her window out over on the far side of the field and her deep blue eyes suddenly saddened. The British were throwing the continental soldiers carelessly in a hole, all of them been buried together - in a unmarked grave.

She didn't believe in war, it just meant more death, and now her only brother and family was dead because of it.

Slowly Anna turned away from the window and walked over to where her trunks were, and after a while of looking around in them, she found what she was looking for. She slowly brought out a little light blue book and she held it to her chest.

In the book were stories that had been written for her by her father on her 12th birthday. The stories were about love, happiness and one thing she would never have freedom. After reading the stories on her 12th birthday she remembered thinking how life was so easy for them in the story. They weren't full of war and fighting at all, and Anna felt envious of them, even now as she held the book to her chest at 19 years of age, she still felt it.

Colonel Tavington angrily stomped out of Lord Cornwallis' new office. He couldn't believe that people, people been his men he was in charge of, had complained about how he was when the Continentals weren't truthful or paid no attention. He was only doing his job, the more Continentals he killed the more likely the British would receive victory. Tavington was furious, he needed someway of getting rid of some of his anger. So off he marched down into the yard, he found a large wooden post and got out his Sabre then began hacking away at the wood. After a few minutes he stopped, feeling like he was calm again and looked up at the house his eyes focusing on someone staring from the window at him. It was Anna Beaumont. He long wavy dark hair fell down her shoulder, and her deep blue eyes bored into his. And then he noticed something, she was giving him, quite possibly one of the most disgusted stares he had ever received. He snarled back up at her, put his Sabre away and then stalked off into the house.