All characters, except those not mentioned in the movie are the property of the Walt Disney Company and are used without permission. May I present my second Pocahontas story; it has been a long while since I finished the first one, but here it is.

Rating: G

Chapter one: the Return of Ratcliffe

Out in the sunflower field, Pocahontas, John Smith, Meeko, Flit, and Percy were having a wonderful time talking and enjoying the day as they were the first time. A few weeks had passed since John returned to rescue his one and only true love from the greedy explorers with a lust for finding gold that was never here. Now the men were serving their time in the Jamestown prison cleaning every stable as punishment for kidnapping and attempted murder. If it had not been for that dream back home in England, John might have still stayed in bed mourning for Pocahontas while it might have been possible that she would have been killed. Everyone honored him for his bravery and although John was proud for what he had done, he just wanted to spend time with Pocahontas and drop the whole rescue experience. In other words, she was safe and that was all that mattered. His one true place was here with her and not in England. Since then Pocahontas often wondered how else he was able to return in time to save her, but she'd never ask. She felt happy that he was standing here with her as she pointed out brilliant sunflowers and animals running amuck in the fields. Nothing would spoil this moment of theirs; or so they thought.

"Look John!" Pocahontas pointed out to a ship out at sea making its way toward land. "There's a ship coming ashore." John who was just as surprised rushed over to see with Meeko climbing on top of his head. "Have more settlers arrived?"

"I don't know," answered John meekly. "This is an unexpected voyage. I better go down there and see what's up. I don't remember anyone telling me about this." Quickly, John dashed down the hills as fast as he could, leaving Pocahontas behind with her animal companions. With the way he was running, it almost looked as if he knew something was wrong.

"What is it?" Pocahontas felt a light breeze rustle through her hair. It was the same wind that once warned her of the coming of the Susan Constant. As she was listening, her eyes flew open widely as she now understood what was troubling John. "Something's wrong. I have to find John."

In a hurry, she raced down the hill hoping to find John wherever he went. The trouble might have something to do with that ship approaching. She had always trusted the wind to lead her in the right direction and it had never let her down once. In her heart, she hoped that ship wasn't carrying any armed men with dangerous weapons planning to attack the Jamestown settlement or her village. Whatever was on that ship, she wanted to rush over and make sure that John was alright. She didn't want to lose him again in any peril. Her animal companions followed right behind without a stop.

In Jamestown

Down at the shore, a few citizens of Jamestown watched as some mysterious men in silver armor and metal caps held a flag with a symbol in the name of King James. Even they didn't understand what this unexpected voyage was all about. All they did was stare in confusion, which is until a familiar round faced man in a familiar purple outfit stepped down the rail smiling greedily. It was Ratcliffe!

"Ratcliffe!" the voice of John spoke in outrage at the greedy governor's appearance and unwanted return to Virginia. He pushed a few of the citizens aside to have a serious talk with him. "What are you doing here?"

All Ratcliffe did was sneer. "Hello John, miss me?"

"What do you want Ratcliffe?" John said angrily.

"Oh let's just say that I'm here on official business," he unrolled a piece of document paper and showed it to John. "…to bring a certain savage to justice." He finished.

From what John read in the parchment, he couldn't believe what it had said. It was a warrant to bring Pocahontas as a prisoner to England by orders of the king. There had to be some mistake about this, unless it was one of Ratcliffe's lies to get back at him. Pocahontas had done nothing but bring peace between the settlers and her village. That wasn't the only thing written there. It had also declared that the men in the Jamestown prison were to be freed immediately. This was an outrage.

"John!" Pocahontas suddenly appeared on the hills both panic stricken and full of anger to see the face of Ratcliffe standing before John. "Huh, you!" before she could react any further, two men had already rushed over to seize her arms and restrain them behind her back. "What's going on?" she demanded as she struggled in their grasp.

"Wait a minute, you can't do that!" John wanted to go over and help her, but was held back by a few of the armored men. "Let her go, she hasn't done anything wrong!"

"By orders of the king," Ratcliffe announced as he read the document. "The prisoner Pocahontas is to be escorted to the tower of England for interfering in the governor's attempt (which is me) in searching for gold and conspiracy in a plot to bring down Jamestown!"

John's mouth opened wide in shock. "What, that's a lie!" he looked over at Pocahontas who was now having her wrists chained from behind by one of the men. She was just as shocked as he was from what Ratcliffe announced to everyone. Whatever lie he had told to King James, it certainly wasn't true. A few of the citizens had gasped and stared blankly at Pocahontas as if she were a condemned criminal.

"And further more…" Ratcliffe continued, "…the prisoners in the cell are to be freed and escorted safely back to London, cleared of all charges."

"You…you…" John who was overcome with fury was at a loss for words. He was still being held back as he watched the men carry Pocahontas up aboard the ship. It had been heartbreaking to see the sadness gleaming in her eyes. This situation was far different from when she had last been captured. Only this time, she was to be taken out of Vriginia and into another country.

John with his teeth grinding, stared madly at Ratcliffe heading up the ship. "Ratcliffe, whatever else you're up to, you'll never get away with it!"

Author's note: I know it's not a long chapter but I promise that the second one will be longer than this; depending on what I can think of. I hope some of you look forward to the rest of this story.