Summery: If you watched The Patriot I know you were sad when Thomas and Gabriel died. ( if not stop reading) What if Thomas had a twin sister named Lark. My first fanfic so be nice.
Lark POV
That day was one of the worst of my life. It also showed who I truly was. I ran outside when morning came, to find injured American soldiers and unharmed British men from the fight the previous night. A man came. He ordered Gabriel to be taken away and killed.
Thomas POV
I heard Lark gasp. My mind was buzzing. Not Gabriel, please. I looked at father. Helpless. I knew what I had to do. I ran and knocked the soldier holding Gabriel away. " RUN!" I screamed. I turned to see the man with cold silver eyes point a gun at my chest. He loaded. I prepared for death.
Gabriel POV
He was pulling the trigger when Lark moved. She slapped the cold-eyed mans horse. As he fell she kicked his gun towards father, punched the nearest British soldier in the face and grabbed his gun. She checked that it was loaded and pointed it at my brothers near assassin. She spoke " If anyone moves he's dead!" Her voice shook and I knew she was scared. " Drop your weapons and walk slowly up the road." They did as she said. Just then, her captive took out his knife and slashed her feet. She fell with a scream. She lay there staring at the man with bright, fearful eyes. There was something else there that I could not identify…
Thomas POV
I watched my sister fall, her dark hair fanning out behind her. I saw her look up, her bright green eyes filled with fear. But I saw something else. Wes that, mischief? She had something planned… she always did.
Lark POV
I watched the man load his gun. I heard Susan sob. Gabriel was staring at me, with despair clear on his face. I shook my head very slightly. His face cleared a little.
Gabriel POV
She had something planned. There was nothing I could do but trust her. The man pointed the gun and pulled the trigger. Just as he did, Lark rolled into his legs knocking him over again. He jumped up and sounded a retreat. I ran to my sister to carry her to the house. She had a long gash on each of her ankles but was otherwise unharmed.
Thomas POV
She was in pain. I felt it too. I guess because we are twins. I followed Gabriel into the house and sat beside Lark. She grinned at me. " You owe me." " I know." I replied. Father rushed in to examine her and Susan burst into tears. " So" Lark said " Can I join the army now?" He smile but didn't answer. Father wrapped her ankles in some cloth. " All we can do now is wait for them to heal" father said. Lark grimaced. She was not as patient as my father.
Hope you liked it. I do not own the Patriot, only Lark.