A/N: I don't own Pocahontas. It belongs to Disney.
I watched as my brother was taken away by the savages instead of his best friend Thomas.
Why, John? Thomas was the one who shot the Indian because he was trying to kill you with his knife. I thought to myself, mad that this had happened to my brother.
Thomas looked over at me and said. "I had to kill him, Lacey. There was nothing else that I could do." He said trying to reasoning his actions to me.
"Yeah? Well, thanks to you, John is probably going to die for this. Which, by the way will be your fault! I hope you're happy about this." I said running in the direction that I saw them take my brother.
As soon as I got there, I saw the woman that my brother had told me that he loved. After making sure the coast was clear, I went up to her. "Please, Pocahontas. What is going to happen to my brother?"
She looked at me with tears in her eyes, but before she could tell me anything another Indian woman walked up to her. "Kocoum was just coming to protect me." She told her friend before putting her head down.
"Pocahontas, I sent him after you." The other Indian said. Pocahontas looked up at her. "I was worried about you. I thought I was doing the right thing?"
"How could you send someone out there knowing that Pocahontas was meeting with my brother? Who by the way, would never do anything to hurt Pocahontas." I asked furious that this woman was the reason why my brother was now being held prisoner for something that he didn't do.
"All this happened because of me." Pocahontas said. "And now I'll never see John Smith again."
Her friend took her hand "Come with me." She said as she led us to where John was being held. "Pocahontas wants to look in the eyes of the man who killed Kocoum." She told the guards who looked around before one of them said "Be quick."
Pocahontas went into the teepee and I followed quickly before the guards could stop me. I walked up to John with Pocahontas who touched him gently. "Pocahontas, Lacey." John said not believing that we were there.
"I'm so sorry." Pocahontas said hugging him around the middle.
"For what? This? I've had worse scrapes than this. Kind think of any right now, but.." John said trying to make light of his situation
"It would've been better if we hadn't met than none of this would happened." Pocahontas said as she put her head down
"Pocahontas, look at me. I'd rather die tomorrow then live another hundred years without knowing you."
I looked at the two people for a few minutes, but then I realized what they were saying. "Wait a minute. John, you are going to die tomorrow?!"
Pocahontas looked at me, realizing that I had no idea what was going to happen to my brother. "My father has sentenced John to die at sunrise."
I looked at her for a few minutes before turning my full attention to my brother. "You're OK with dying because you know Pocahontas. What about me John? Did you not think about me at all?"
John looked at me. "You were the first thing that was on my mind, Lacey. But I also knew that if I told you my plan, you would try to talk me out of it. I'm sorry. There's nothing that we can do about it now."
I thought about what John told me for a few minutes and then I looked at Pocahontas and knew that there was no way that she was going to let John die. Suddenly an idea popped in my head. "There is something that I can do about this situation."
