I do not own any of the characters in the patriot and I don't own the patriot either. Ellie, Margo,and anyother character that I can think of wasn't in the patriot(you guessed it) are mine. Parts of the story will be told by our main character, Ellie.
Spirit Of Ellie
The British Green Dragoons are just getting done with a raid. They come across a plantation, which turns out to be one of the richest plantations in south Carolina, and is owned by big time loyalists. Though they are loyalists the mother and eldest daughter fear having the Butcher in their home, but the youngest daughter,Ellie, doesn't give a damn who is in the house as long as they play by the rules. Colonel Tavington finds her temper to be quite amusing. So how will this story end?
Ellie rode her horse down the path leading away from her mother's plantation. She offered to go to the market for her cook to get some bread and meat. Ellie hadn't been out further then the boundries of the property for a while, and she was desparate to look at something other than her home. She directed her steed to go to the left, and then kicked it into a light run. Right as she disappeared around the corner, a large group of red coats came around the opposite corner. It was the British Green Dragoons, led by the well known and very feared Colonel Tavington, otherwise known as the Butcher. He motioned for the others to stop. He looked around him, and could see a grayish-white roof hidden behind a chunk of trees.
"Search that home," Tavington said to his men," I think we've found a place to stay for a while."
Tavington led them onto the property. They stopped a few feet back from the porch, and dismounted their horses.
"Mother," Margo said," There is a whole army of officers outside. They're red coats, and two are coming to the door."
Margo's mother, Theresa hurried to the window. Her face drained of color," Colonel Tavington."
"Mother what should we do," Margo asked. There was a hard knock on the door. Margo jumped.
"Answer the door Margo," Theresa said," If they know we are loyalist they will leave."
Margo moved slowly to the door. The Rodkin family were big time loyalists, but the war left Margo and Theresa in fear and paranoia. There was no man around the house to take care of or protect any of the women in the house, so they three women had to learn to do things themselves, not counting the things the servants did for them. Margo opened the door slowly, and had to tilt her head upward slightly to look into Colonel Tavingtons face.
"May I help you," she said in a small voice.
"Are you the owner of the house?" Tavington asked.
"No," Margo said," My mother is here though. Mother."
Theresa came to the door, doing her best to hide the fear that had come over her.
"I am the owner," she said.
"I trust you know who we are," Tavington said," The look on your daughters face tells me you do."
"Yes I know who you are," Theresa said.
"We need somewhere to stay for a while," Tavington said," Just until I recieve orders from my superior. I wonder if you would be willing to play host to the kings army for a short time? Unless of course you are rebel scum."
"We most certainly are not," Theresa said sounding scandalized," And I suppose that if you need a place to stay...we can help you."
"Thank you," Tavington said,"Kindness does pay off. We will be needing rooms of course. As many as you can spare, and the rest will just have to make camp outside."
"Yes," Theresa said," I'll have some servants come and show you to your rooms."
Tavington and his companion turned and headed back towards the gathered dragoon. Theresa closed the door and found Margo practically in tears.
"Margo listen to me," Theresa said," This is a sticky situation. Just do your best to keep your head. Take a leaf out of Ellie's book and stay calm. They wont hurt us. Not as long as we give them shelter. They will be gone before long."
Margo nodded. She composed herself quickly and went to get some servants. A knock sounded on the door again. Theresa answered it.
"Yes Colonel," she said.
"While we wait, might we enter and have a look around," Tavington asked.
"Y-yes,"" Theresa said. She opened the door a little more for Tavington and a few other officers to come in.
Ellie had everything she needed, and was now headed back to her plantation. As she turned onto the estate, she slowed her horse down and stared disbelieving at the house. There were red coats all over the place.
"You're joking right," she said looking up.
She rode to the stables, and took care of her horse before starting towards the house.
"As I said before we require our horses to be tended to, and that no one bother us-are you sure you're alright?" Colonel Tavington asked. Margo was extremely pale, and Theresa was trembling all over.
"We-uh-we are not too keen on having red coats all over the plantation," Theresa said.
"And why is that," Tavington asked. Before Theresa could say anything, a voice stopped the conversation.
"I live here you dolt," said a womans voice," Now move out of the way and let me enter my home, or I'll give you somewhere new to point that sword."
The door opened and Ellie walked in. Tavington stared at her as she came closer to where he was. She looked to be about an inch shorter then the eldest daughter, and was obviously braver and less paranoid then Theresa and Margo.
"Mother I'm back," she said. Her eyes were on Colonel Tavington as she spoke.
"John," Ellie called. A man came out of a side door and approached Ellie," Yes miss."
"Take these bags to Cook," Ellie said," Tell her I have gotten everything she asked for."
John took the bags and left the room.
"Another of your daughters," Tavington asked Theresa.
"Yes," Theresa said quickly," This is my youngest daughter, Ellie. She just recently turned sixteen."
"Oh," Tavington said, smirking down at her," Just turned sixteen did you?"
"Yes sir I did," Ellie said,"May I ask who you are?"
"I am Colonel Tavington of the Green Dragoons."
"I see," Ellie said," And by the look of things I am assuming that we will be playing host to you?"
"That is correct," Tavington said," And as I was telling your mother and sister-''
"If it has something to do with requirements, I already know what you will be requiring. We've had more soldiers here then you know," Ellie said," I assure you that all your requirements will be met."
Tavington raised his eyebrows," Thank you. Forgive me for saying so, but you seem to be a little more brave compared to your mother and sister. "
"Not everyone can go through a war without being afraid," Ellie said," If you'll excuse me, I must change for dinner."
Ellie went upstairs without another word. Tavington looked at Theresa," I like her. She knows how to take charge."
"Yes." Theresa said,"She does have quite a temper."
"Yes," Tavington said," Which is more then I can say for you two."
Margo gasped at that insult,'' What is that supposed to mean?"
"If you are a loyalist like you say you are, then you shouldn't be so frightened," Tavington said," You won't be harmed unless you do something that will lead to just that."
"I can assure you that we have done nothing and won't do anything that would lead to that."
"Good," Tavington said," Now, if you don't mind I have reports to write. I do not wish to be disturbed."
He went upstairs to his room, and was about to go in when movement at the end of the hall caught his attention. A door stood ajar at the end of the hallway. He saw Ellie pass by the opening. She had a sky-blue dress in her hands, and she seemed to be looking over it to check for any flaws. After seeing that it was satisfactory, she went to the door and stopped when she saw the Colonel watching her.
"Is there something the matter Colonel," she asked.
"No," Tavington said," I thought you were someone else."
"Well I'm not, so you may go about your business," Ellie said, and shut the door.
Tavington sighed and went into his room.