A/N: This idea just popped up in my head. It's not related that much to Disney, I just borrowed some of the characters. (that is also the reason when something in this fic is different from the film). It's not exactly something for young children, due to violence and sexual themes.
It had been four years… Four long dreadful years… Years of sorrow and years of Godspeed. Strange. Strange how one's life can make such sudden changes. Weird how your life can change with one snap of your fingers. It can happen. It does happen. It happens.
Pocahontas sighed as she cleaned the mess Tai had left. He had gone out with the other warriors again, without giving her notice. He did that all the time, and it made her mad. She craved the freedom he had; she loved the freedom she used to have before their children were born. She stretched her back. She wanted to go out as well, to dive into the lake like she used to. She wanted to taste the berries, to smell the flowers. She wanted to chat with Nakoma, her best friend. She envied that woman. Nakoma was happily married and she was only now expecting her first child. She would seek out Pocahontas and ask her for advice. Nakoma had one thing that Pocahontas missed: a caring husband.
When John Smith and his fellow men left their territory, Pocahontas' heart was filled with despair. She lived in misery for two months, not eating and sleeping well. If she finally did fall asleep, she would wake up crying. She missed John Smith, she missed his love. During those two months a young warrior from a neighbouring tribe took interest in her. He tried to impose her with his fancy skills, but she didn't care about him. Her dreams remained with a long lost love. One night her father, Chief Powatan, had visited her tipi. He too, had seen his daughter's sadness and despair. He had let her grief for as long as he could, but he decided that it should be finished now, she had to move on, how hard that might be. He told her about a warrior named Tai. He was from another tribe, and the best warrior there. He was handsome and had good contacts with other neighbouring tribes. Her father had explained to her how impressive the warrior was and he made sure that he stressed the positive side. Pocahontas couldn't help but agree; this man was indeed very impressive. She failed to see her father's true intentions, and he arranged a meeting for Pocahontas and Tai.
During their first meeting Tai failed to impress Pocahontas. She already had a man embedded in her heart, and that man was not Tai. After their meeting Tai had gone to complain at her father's door, saying what an ignorant daughter he had.
Later that evening Powatan had visited his daughter again. He had been angry with her and had ordered her to accept Tai's affection. He was a good candidate, a fine man. It had been only now that Pocahontas understood her father's wish. She had shaken her head in fury and had run away, disappearing into the safety of the forest. There, she had gone to visit her grandmother and had asked her for advice. The wise woman had told her to follow her heart, and not to live her life in vain and dreams. It had confused Pocahontas since her heart and her dreams were connected.
One month later her father convinced her to marry Tai. It would stabilize a relationship not only between Pocahontas and her newly found husband, but also between the two tribes.
Their marriage started out normally. Pocahontas did her best to satisfy her husband. She cooked, cleaned and she even grew some vegetables on their small property. He was nice to her, but cold and distant. And soon after the wedding she learned that he would never be warm. Not to her. He showed her off, his beautiful and lusty wife. He made the other warriors jealous. She was without doubt one of the prettiest women. She had liked being exposed to them at first, but Tai continued to do so, even till months after their wedding. She started to dislike her visits to Tai's friends. One day she refused to tag along with him when he asked her to. He had gotten very angry with her, but she insisted and he could do nothing to make her go.
Then their first child was born. It was a girl, and not what Tai had hoped for. He wanted a strong son, to follow in his steps. When Pocahontas showed their newborn daughter to him with proud and love, he cursed and disappeared for the rest of the day. He never gave his love to their first born, their daughter. He even seemed to loathe Priya, even if she was the most beautiful baby girl in the tribe. Pocahontas loved her daughter, and she promised Priya to protect her from anything or anyone who would ever try to hurt her.
Their marriage continued and Tai became harder and harder on Pocahontas. He made her do all the dirty work while he had fun with his friends. She became really unhappy. Her daughter was the only thing that kept her from dying in misery. Priya had become the happiness in her life. Powatan knew about his daughter's unhappiness, yet there was nothing he could do. One day when he found Pocahontas crying he couldn't do more for her than offer her a shoulder to cry on. "Things will pass," he told her. "You are strong. You will pull through." And that was all that Pocahontas could rely on.
2 years and 6 months later she gave birth to a son. Pocahontas' first thoughts went out to Tai when she delivered. She hoped that he would be friendlier to her now that they had a son. And yes, he was friendly, but to their son only. He pushed Priya and Pocahontas aside. He had immediately taken his one minute old son to show him to the others. Tai had been full of the event and had become a proud father. His son was of course named after him: Tej. It meant "light," and it stood for the boy's light colour and hopefully, a light mind.
A few weeks after Tej's birth Tai had a row with one of the other warriors. He had come home drunk and in a fit. Pocahontas had tried to comfort him, she wanted to be a good wife, even after all he had done to her. Instead of calming down, he started to accuse her of all the misfortunes that had happened. He had hit her and thrown her on the bed, she had screamed for help. He had tried to rape her but fortunately Nakoma responded to the cry of horror, and she pulled Pocahontas from underneath him. He had nearly gone into a fight with Nakoma, but she had kept her feet steady on the ground as she protected her crying friend. Tai didn't dare to hit Nakoma, and she, Priya and Pocahontas had gone to Nakoma's tipi, where Pocahontas would be safe as long as Tai was badly humoured.
"I hate him!" Pocahontas had yelled. "How can one do such terrible, terrible things?" She had broken down completely.
It had been three days since the incident now. She left the cleaning for what it was and she went outside, to the rock that looked out over the sea, the rock where she had been standing with John Smith, the man she still loved. Her vision went beyond depths, her eyes focused on a place somewhere across the ocean, wondering where that one true love could be.