Ratcliffe was not going to let the boy get away that easily. "What are you waiting for men?" he cried. "Finish him!"
The soldiers wasted no time following the boy. "Boy…we have a little surprise for you…" one of them growled. "Come out; come out where ever you are…"
Tyler was hidden behind a tree. Sweat was dripping all over him. He felt like he was being hunted…no, he was being hunted!
"No, I must save Mary and the others!" he told himself firmly. With that, he silently scampered through the trees.
Nicky was beginning to feel concerned; Tyler, John and Mary had not come back for hours now. She looked outside of her window. It's getting dark… she thought to herself. She grabbed a walking stick and started her way out the door. She had to find out what had happened to her friends.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Nicky looked up to see a group of boys surrounding her. "I must leave, so excuse me-"
Two boys blocked her path. "No, you don't have to leave…" one sneered. "You must stay here…"
Nicky was getting impatient; these boys were getting on her nerves. "No I don't; now, get out of my-"
A boy punched her in the jaw. "Stupid girl, you stay here!" he ordered.
Unfortunately, Nicky's innocent appearance had fooled him. She swiftly double punched his face, and ax-kicked his stomach. The boy sank down and groaned with pain. "Get her…" he demanded weakly.
It was too late. Nicky didn't stick around to see what would happen and was staggering toward the forest as fast as her handicap would let her.
Mary strength had finally given out. She glared at the two villains celebrating happily for their success; and Pocahontas chained to Rolfe's arm. Ratcliffe noticed Mary's enraged glare. "Fool!" he laughed "Do you really want to join Smith?" He pointed out a passed out John, securely bounded to a tree.
Rolfe took one glance at the fallen hero and laughed. "My dear Pocahontas; is that what you want for a husband?" he asked smugly.
Pocahontas looked away. "Yes, it is." she replied firmly.
Rolfe grabbed a hold of her face. "Well too bad, for you are marrying me, whether you like it or not!" he spat at her.
Pocahontas stayed silent and glanced at Mary. She was fading, and even though Mary refused to admit it, it was only a matter of time before she would disappear altogether.
Mary looked up at the two adversaries. "Why don't you just give up?" she said, her temper rising to its fullest extent. "It would be easier to just accept that the Indians do not own any gold," she turned to Ratcliffe, "And to just let go of a person and let them be happy!" she glared at Rolfe.
Ratcliffe was enraged. "Never!" he screamed. "I know that those savages have gold, and they will surrender!"
Rolfe, a bit calmer, laughed. "Now why would I want to let go of such a prize?" he asked smugly.
Pocahontas glared at him. "Don't you dare act as if you own me!" she growled.
"That's enough!" Ratcliffe ordered. "Take these two and tie them to a pole!"
Mary noticed that her legs were now see-through as she was led away by the soldiers.
Tyler ran as fast as he could to the glade. He was not sure where to turn though; he was not familiar with this territory. That doesn't matter!
He tumbled through the shrubs and rocks in the way. Once or twice he tripped, but the thought of the other's captivity kept him going. I can't let Mary down…I can't let animated history take a bad turn…no…
"OOF!"
Tyler had unwittingly run into something…something warm…
"Nicky?" he gasped.
Nicky was getting up slowly, the pain in her ankle throbbing. "Yeah, it's me. Hey, where's Mary?" she asked.
Tyler hung his head. "She, Captain Smith, and Pocahontas are captives…" he said sullenly.
Nicky became enraged. "Who did this…!" she said through gritted teeth.
Tyler closed his eyes, and said: "Ratcliffe and John Rolfe teamed up. Ratcliffe doesn't want Captain Smith to become leader, so he is going to get rid of him…"
Nicky tried to hold her feelings within. "…And why is Rolfe in this game…" she asked slowly.
Tyler forced himself to swallow. "He does not want Pocahontas to be together again with John," he replied "so he is going to force her to marry him."
He quickly told Nicky everything that happened. Nicky closed her eyes, trying to shut out her rage. "And where are the warriors? And where is Chief Powhatan?" she asked, her eyes still closed.
Tyler thought for a moment and then replied. "I saw a longhouse under heavy guard, and I also heard some whoops and screams from the inside. I think that is where they are being kept."
"So why didn't you save Mary?!" Nicky cried, "Why did you leave her in that place?!"
Tyler felt tears going down his cheeks. "Because she told me to go!" he cried. "She told me to go to Grandmother Willow to get some answers! I didn't want to go but…"
Nicky's own hot tears poured onto the ground. "But you know how she is…" she reminded him, "She will never let anyone help her…"
Tyler wiped away the tears from his cheeks. "But we must go," he said. "We have to know what is going on!"
Nicky looked at him, and then looked at the ground. "Based on what I know about Mary, which is a lot, and what you told me, I think I know what is going on…"
Tyler grabbed her by the shoulders and started shaking her. "What!" he screamed, "What is going on?! Why are these things happening?!"
Nicky looked up into the sky and took a deep breath. "I am not sure," she began, "I will need Grandmother Willow to clarify this, but…"
Tyler looked her straight in the eye. "But what?" he asked.
Nicky returned the glare. "I think that Mary might be John and Pocahontas' daughter."
