I do not own any characters from the Patriot. This story is the work of Obssessed-1. It is being re-written with permission from her.

Colonel Tavington looked around him starting at the burning house, then around the yard where bodies of servants, owners and their children were scattered all over. As the Col. examined his work, he remembered seeing a girl on the porch as he rode towards the property. He suddenly realized that she had disappeared.

"Stop!" the scream caused the Col.'s head to snap to the left.

"Speak of the devil," he said to himself as he watched a girl with medium brown hair and a light blue dress tear down the road, screaming each time an officer almost got hold of her. Tavington turned his horse around and counted slowly to ten. He loved giving his prey a head start.

In her desparation the girl picked up rocks as she ripped down the road and threw them at anyone who persued her.

"Leave me alone!" she hollered.

Tavington kicked his horse into a hard run. She saw him coming and willed herself to move faster.

"Stop! I have the authority to shoot you!"

"Go ahead and try!" She shouted. Tavington sensed some fear in her words. He fired anyway. She fell, rolled once, and was still.

She deserved it, Tavington told himself as he got off his hosre and approached her body. He leaned over her to see for sure if she was dead. She was very much alive. In fact, he completely missed her. Her eyes snapped open and she aimed a good kick at him. On seeing where she was aiming, Tavington dodged out of the way. He glared.

"How dare you," he said. He reached down and grabbed her.

"No!" she shouted," Leave me alone! Let me go!"

He swung her onto his horse and got on behind her. In her struggling she elbowed him hard in the stomache. He grunted from the slight pain.

"Damn it."

Tavington pulled out a length of rope and with lightening speed tied her hands in front of her.

The girl was almost hysterical as she struggled harder against him. He pulled out his pistol and cocked it.

"Now, now," he said," I wouldn't struggle with a loaded gun right behind you. Just relax and enjoy the ride. Try to escape again and I will shoot, and this time I won't miss."

"That will be the day," the girl said. Tavington squeezed her waist, causing her to gasp.

"That's what I thought," he said. He kicked his horse into a run and headed back towards Ft. Carolina with his catch.