Alright, so I typed this one up the same time as chapter 3…hopefully I'm doing a good job on the scenes here…are they intense enough for you guys? I'm trying not to make the characters too feminine…it's just that I'm used to reading books with girls as main characters…what's with that anyway? Oh, sorry. Got distracted…enjoy!

Francis Bonnefoy

The next morning, I was out of bed last, again, but had to wake up both Alfred and William.

"Come on mon fils. It's time to wake up and get ready for school."

Alfred rolled over to face me…more or less, "But Papa, Father said we didn't have to go to school today."

William nodded his head against his pillow, I think.

"He what?" I was turning to leave their room as I finished, "You boys get ready, now!"

I let me full weight fall on my feet with each step that slammed on the floor.

I slammed Arthur's office door open; which made him jump and turn around in his swivel chair.

"Francis? What the bloody he-"

"Don't you dare give me that crap!" I walked over and slammed my hands on his desk.

He stood slowly, "You need to sit, Francis, now."

"No, you know what? I need you to explain to me what the hell is going on!" He met my eyes and said nothing.

I grit my teeth together, "You answer my question right now England or I swear to god I'll-"

"You'll what France? Start a war? You'll lose anyway, now wouldn't you?" He didn't flinch as he continued, "Now, sit down, and let me explain this."

I stood with my arms crossed and my feet firmly planted on the floor. I wasn't going to be move that easily.

He sighed and walked around the other side of his desk. He mimicked my stance and stared at me. Even though he was shorter, he was stronger then I was. And he knew it; the confidence pulsing off him in waves.

"I'm taking the boys out of school to be properly trained."

I raised both my eyebrows, "What? Like hell you are! I told you that I didn't agree to that. The boys are staying in school, an education is more important."

He massaged his temples, "It really isn't Francis, and they need to know how to defend themselves better. We can't always be there to fight their battles. Times are changing and soon they're going to be nations under my flag. I want them to be ready. Unlike some people…"

I stepped closer and narrowed me eyes, "And what the hell is that supposed to mean? Those boys are as much mine as they are yours."

He walked over to the door and shut it quietly before returning to stand in front of me.

"You know very well what it means, Francis," He said looking me up and down.

My hand moved on its own, connecting with his face hard and fast. The slap, echoing around the room, left a red mark on Arthur's face.

His eyes were wide as they landed on mine, right before they turned black. His hair began to lift up slightly with a different sort of air.

I stepped back raising both hands and bumping into his desk, "Arthur, I didn't mean to."

His face was blank, "On your knees France."

"Hey come on now-"

"I said," He repeated, "On. Your. Knees!"

My legs suddenly gave out from beneath me and I fell to the ground. Arthur's body was now glowing with a strange, dark light.

I knew what was coming before I felt it. My back slammed into the bottom of the couch near the corner, knocking the air out of my lungs.

Arthur walked toward me as I tried to catch my breath, "Stay down."

His fist smashed into my stomach; making me double over on the floor. I shook my head, trying to speak, but I still couldn't breathe.

He pinned me down, letting his full weight crush my chest and making it impossible to breathe. My vision began to blur.

"I can't-" I gasped, but it only seemed to push more air out.

"What? You can't what France?"

Black dots and sparkles were quickly swarming my vision and soon it was clouded over with the nothingness. I tried desperately to push him off, but his magic was holding me down and it felt like I was getting weaker and weaker…

"Arthur, plea-" I tried again, but I could only mouth it.

"Hey, that's not funny France. What's going on?" Arthur asked, his eyes slowly becoming their usually green colour.

They were the last things I could make out of the clouds…right before everything went black…

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