I OWN NOTHING
It had been a very long night; the Martin family had helped the wounded soldiers from both sides that had a battle in their front yard.The youngest Susan had fallen asleep during sunrise.Her brothers and sisters were surprised she had lasted that long.They were all blood stained and tired.They had been outside all night and only treated about half of the solders.Judging by the sun it was about eight in the morning.Samuel and William Martin were bringing out more bandages and water when the sounds of horses filled the morning, which had made everyone look up.It was the Dragoons; the most elite military group that fought in the British Army.Benjamin and his oldest daughter Rebecca walked around to the porch stairs that lead to the house.The leader of the Dragoons was a very handsome man named Colonel William Tavington.He wore a red and green jacket and a pair of black breeches.His black hair was in a tight braid, and he wore a black hat.Though the expression looks can be deceiving, was very true in this point in time.He may have been the finest man you laid eyes on, but he was known as the butcher.He was violent and rude.He killed anyone he saw fit, men, women, children; it made no difference to him.The Colonel looked around as he and his fellow Dragoon's horse came to a halt."Burn the house and barns.Spare the horses.Let it be known if you harbor the enemy you will lose your home.Take our wounded to camp." Tavington ordered."Use their wagons to transport our wounded."
"Can he do that?" Thomas asked him father.But his father ignored him as one of the red coats brought out of the house rebel dispatches.
"Rebel dispatches sir." The red coat held the paper to where Tavington could snatch them.
"Who carried these?" He asked in a soft tone, them his voice grew in volume and in anger."WHO CARRIED THESE?"
"I did sir." Gabriel Martin said stepping forward. "These people gave me care.They have nothing to do with the dispatches."
"He is a spy."Tavington's voice grew lower."Take him to camp and hang him.And put his body on display."
Gabriel's eyes grew wide.His father intervened, "He is a dispatch rider and that is a marked case.He can't be held as a spy."
"Oh we aren't going to hold him.We are going to hang him." Tavington replied with a smirk.
"Please Colonel I beg you." Benjamin begged.
'Father' Gabriel mouthed.
"Oh I see." Tavington said coolly, "He is your son.Well maybe you should have taught him something of loyalty."
"But Colonel, by the rules of war…" He started
"Would you like a lesson in the rules of war sir?" Tavington pulled out his rifle and Benjamin didn't flinch."Or maybe your children would."With a smirk he moved the gun to point it at the Martin children.All the younger children squealed, Rebecca and Abigail got in front of them.Susan was cling onto Rebecca's skirt.Benjamin ran in front of his family.
"No lesson is necessary." Benjamin said.
"What of the rebel wounded sir?" One of the lieutenants asked.
"Kill them." He answered without a second thought.
The children watched in fear as the men they had worked all night to save were being slaughtered in front of them."Father do something." Thomas yelled as Gabriel was being tied up.
"Be quiet." Benjamin warned.Thomas jumped of the porch and hit the red coats holding on Gabriel, telling his brother to run.Tavington held out his pistol ready to shoot."Wait." Benjamin yelled but Tavington took no notice.He was about to pull the trigger when he heard a female voice scream no!
Tavington turned around to look at Benjamin Martin's oldest daughter."And you are?" He asked with curiosity.
"Rebecca Martin." She answered.Rebecca was 16 and very mature for her age.She wore a beautiful white dress that hugged her curves, which was now stained with blood.Her brown hair blew in the wind behind her; her long brown eyelashes flattered her blue eyes.
"Are you willing to trade for him?" Tavington motioned to Thomas.
Rebecca didn't have to think about it.So she would offer him what only she had at this moment."I give you me.As your slave or your mistress if you wish it."
Tavington gave it a moment's thought."We have a deal."
Rebecca nodded and climbed down the stairs.Her father stopped her at the bottom."You don't have to do this." He whispered.
Rebecca looked from Thomas to Tavington."Yes I do.Thomas is young and has his whole life."Tavington dismounted his horse.Rebecca walked over to him and nodded.She mounted his horse and he mounted behind her.He kicked the side of his horse and brought him to a trot.Rebecca looked over her and Tavington's shoulders to see her family one last time but there was too much dust so she faced forward.What have I gotten myself into? She thought.
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