Morgan
Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters except Morgan so you can't take her without permission. I made up the story based on the movie so basically the characters belong to the producers etc. You all know the deal, I mean, isn't this what fanfiction is for?
Chapter one: Taken
When I was fourteen years old and my brother, Lancelot, was fifteen, we were taken from the only home that we had ever known. I was not supposed to go. Lancelot and I were so close sometimes I swore I could hear his thoughts. That was why I went.
The Romans came on a day that I would never forget. Lancelot and I were racing our twin horses. It was very rare for horses to be born twins, and since Lancelot and I were so close we were given the first Friesians born to my father's horse, Star.
We were racing along the river bank when we galloped up to the crest of a hill and saw the Roman officers. We waited a few minutes and just watched not saying a word. I had told Lancelot that I would be going with him to wherever our post was. I had also told my father and he had agreed to let me go. Since Lancelot and I had learned everything together, sparring, tracking, and so on, it was only appropriate that I go with him. I couldn't leave my brother no matter how I tried.
We quickly turned the horses and ran back to the village to say our goodbyes and gather our equipment. Once we entered the village, Lancelot said, "They are here." My father told us about how great warriors turned into great horses when they died. He said that our horses had been twins who had died saving one another, and that we should do the same for each other. He said that they would protect us.
Our younger sister, Kat, ran up and gave us each a wooden carving. Lancelot never showed me his and I never showed him mine. It was tradition.
The Romans, bloody Romans, came for us and we joined the other boys. I felt fifty pairs of eyes watching me as I rode up. I could tell the officers were sizing me up. Strangely they never said anything and neither did I. Lancelot asked how long we would be away and the officer that I took to be in charge said without kindness that we would be stationed at our posts for fifteen years not including the time it would take to get there.