Ok, so I felt like I had to write this, to make a complete twist to the War Horse story somehow -.- I didn't really want to go along with the proper story line too much, (perhaps I will incorporate it in somehow throughout the story c;) ... Mainly because I bawled my eyes out when Captain Nicholls died D; I thought there should be a story where he survived, because he is awesome and played by Tom Hiddleston
ANYWAYS... tell me what ya think of it :)
CHAPTER ONE:
"And…. First one with their hand up," The greying man at the front of the classroom began "What date did the Great war begin?" He asked, quickly scanning the classroom and pointing his index finger at the first person with their hand up (That he saw).
"The first world war began on the twenty eighth of July nineteen fourteen, sir" The young student replied.
"And on which date did it end?" He asked, quizzically.
"The war ended on the twenty eighth of June, 1919 with the signing of the Armistice which went into effect at eleven a.m that day," The girl said. The teacher smiled in approval at his student and looked around at the rest of the students; whom had their eyes set on the girl.
"This is an example of a committed student; if you are passionate about this course then you will learn every date, every time of every event that history has made significant; or you will not pass!" He bellowed, causing all eyes to focus away from the girl and back on him.
Just after his last sentence he dismissed the class, noting the time on the clock. The greying man asked for the girl who answered his question to remain behind.
"You are a very bright student, Rosa Miller," He began, shuffling papers on his desk. The girl, Rosa, hoisted her backpack higher onto her shoulder, trying to ease the weight a little, but causing some of her blonde hair to get trapped under the strap.
"I have been marking your papers and I must say, what you have written is amazing! At the beginning of this year my expectations were quite high for my history class but the work you have set forth has gone above and beyond those expectations," He continued. Rosa smiled and thanked the man.
"What are you planning to do when you finish the course?" He asked, sitting down on the chair behind his large wooden desk.
"I haven't the slightest clue, sir, I took this course for my love of history and eagerness to learn more information but also because I didn't want to leave high school," Rosa admitted.
The teacher nodded and drummed his fingers against each other. He pulled out a leaflet from a drawer behind his desk and handed it to her.
"This may give you some ideas about what you could do with history as a career," He said. Rosa took the leaflet and thanked him, exiting the room, but before she was out of sight the teacher called out:
"You are a very talented student; don't let your work go to waste!"
Rosa sighed as she sat down in her car. She rested her head against the steering wheel and smiled slightly. The school year was finally over; she had passed her exams and was now free to do as she pleased. But what would she do?
Rosa took the leaflet off the empty passenger seat and looked over it.
"Well, you could become a teacher Rosa; why not pass on some knowledge?" She smirked to herself. She did like the idea of passing on knowledge to others, but she didn't like the idea of being around snotty teenagers; she had experienced enough of that in high school.
Rosa started her car and put it into drive. She just wanted to go home to her apartment and finish the book she was reading about the Russian revolution.
However, as she backed out of the car park, someone decided to walk right in front of her car. The car jolted to a stop as the person slammed against the end of the car.
Rosa jumped out of her car as fast as she could undo the seat belt holding her in place. She found the person lying on the ground behind her car, groaning slightly.
"Oh my god, are you alright?" She asked, kneeling down beside the man. Rosa looked him over. He had light brown hair, high cheekbones and thin but soft looking lips and his eyes; when he looked into hers she couldn't tear her gaze away. The man had the sweetest blue eyes that she had ever seen; they were like the sky, if you lay down and simply stared at it on a cloudless day you would feel yourself disappear into the vast blueness of it.
"I think I will be alright," He sighed and lifted himself up on one arm, drawing his knees towards his body, which Rosa noticed was very long when stretched out on the ground.
"Don't get up too fast, you may have hit your head, god, I am so sorry, you just appeared from out of nowhere! I swear I checked all my mirrors," Rosa said, putting a hand around his upper arm to help him up.
Rosa noticed that there was something very strange about this man. He was wearing what looked like a soldier's uniform. It was a pale green colour; he also had a sword tucked into a holster at his hip.
"What is your name, madam?" He asked, curiously looking around the empty parking lot.
"Rosa Miller, what's yours?" She asked. The man looked back to her, he seemed lost.
"Captain James Nicholls," He stated. Rosa's brow furrowed.
"Captain?" She asked. The man nodded.
"Yes, may I ask, Miss Miller; where am I?" He asked, looking around again.
"Great Britain, of course; London to specific," Rosa said
"It all looks so different," He frowned.
"Would you like me to drive you anywhere? I think I owe you something, having hit you with my car," Rosa chuckled lightly. The man looked back at her with a worried expression.
"I'm not supposed to be here, I'm supposed to be in the army, we have a practice cavalry charge in the morning," He said, seriously.
"The army doesn't have cavalry anymore, after world war one, they stopped using horses because they weren't affective against machine guns," Rosa explained. The man's eyebrows arched.
"After World War One?" He asked "Are we not in the middle of it, Miss Miller?" He added. Rosa shook her head and slightly stepped away from the man.
"No, that war ended in 1919 and was then followed by the second world war in 1939 which ended in 1945," Rosa said. The man locked his eyes with hers.
"And what is today's date?" He asked concern laced with the tenderness of his voice.
"It is the eighteenth of December 2012," Rosa said. The man looked shocked. He literally flinched.
"Are you alright?" She asked.
"I'm supposed to be in the year 1914, how did I jump almost a century into the future?" He whispered. Rosa felt a little concerned now. She didn't know this guy and he was acting really strange. She felt a sudden urge to just get in her car and drive off, but her mind told her to stay put and help the guy out.
"Who exactly are you?" Rosa asked, just to clarify things.
"Captain James Nicholls, I'm an officer in the British cavalry, Ma'am," He said. Rosa sighed.
"Well, I'm guessing you don't have anywhere to go at the moment, since you don't know where you are or how you got here," Rosa said. The lost captain nodded and looked around once more before locking his gaze once again with Rosa's.
Rosa had to look away from the man, his stare made her blush. She looked to her small black car and sighed.
"Well, as long as you aren't some strange, ancient, psycho killer; I guess all I can offer you at the moment is a place to stay and someone to talk to," Rosa smirked.
"You would let me reside with you?" He asked, taken aback. Rosa shrugged.
"Well, yeah; I did run you over with my car and you seem pretty lost, I would feel bad just leaving you here, it's the least I could do," she said. The man smiled and looked to the ground, frowning as he did so. He bent down and picked up a cap that was the same shade of green as his uniform coat.
"Thank you for your kindness and understanding, Miss Miller," He smiled and looked back to her for the millionth time since they met. He was just too polite.
"Call me Rosa, you make me feel like an old person," She laughed, the man, surprising joined in.
"Alright then, and I shall ask you to call me James," He said. Rosa nodded and gestured to her car.
"Well, James, shall we go then?" She asked. James nodded and approached the car. It must have been a real upgrade to the cars during his era Rosa thought to herself.
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