This chapter ain't much. It just describes the scene of the revolution, but I felt that it needed to be written before I can move on with the other parts of the story. Anyways, I promise I'll update with something more fruitful soon.

-Polaris-

Javert looked on and observed the people, his brilliant mind already taking notes of what's happening. The people were divided into two groups, one on the left of the road, the other on the right. The schoolboys were standing right at the front of both groups.

Lamarque's burial started. Drums could be heard nearby. Secretly, Javert wished he was in his uniform, riding his horse with the rest of the high ranked officers and generals. It would show his rank in society and be safer for him.

His mind drifted back to Cosette and their unborn child. He was going to be a father. Him, of all people. A father. How would he take care of a baby? That is, if he survived the revolution. Lord, how he wished he was in a safer place right now.

Suddenly, one of the schoolboys, Javert assumed that he's the leader, started singing. The others soon joining in.

"Do you hear the people sing?

Singing the song of angry men?

It is the music of the people who will not be slaves again

When the beating of your heart

Echoes the beating of the drums

There is a life about to start when tomorrow comes"

As Lamarque reached their area, all the respectable gentlemen lowered their hats in grieving. However, the rest of the scums and schoolboys continued singing.

"Will you join in our crusade?

Who will be strong to stand with me?

Beyond the barricade

Is there a world you long to see?"

Javert watched as the leader of the schoolboys walked into the middle and waved his large red flag.

"Then join in the fight that will give you the right to be free!"

Javert observed as the rest of the schoolboys joined in the middle and started climbing the tomb. The army moved away as the rest of the people joined around them, singing the song of revolution.

Javert joined them in the walk, pretending to be one of them. He had to blend in well. He noticed the soldiers taking their places, getting ready for action.

"There is a life about to start when tomorrow comes!"

With that, the revolutionists finished their song and the soldiers started their attack. Chaos ensued as protesters and soldiers battled. Men fell on both sides as the protesters ran to form their barricade. Javert moved with them, pretending to help but not really doing anything. After the barricade was formed, Javert heard the leader calling out for someone to spy on the army. He waited a few seconds before volunteering. He didn't want to be too obvious or else they'd know he was a spy. The leader, Enjolras, he discovered his name to be, encouraged him before allowing him to leave.

Javert wasted no time in reporting everything he knew up till now to the generals he was working with. Upon that data, they were able to form their plan.

Javert returned to the barricades hours later, approaching it carefully.

"He's back!" He heard someone scream.

"Listen my friends, I have done as I said. I have been to their lines. I have counted each man. I will tell what I can," Javert told them.

They granted him access and he entered to the area the revolutionists were in.

"Better beware. They have armies to spare, and the danger is real. We will need all our cunning to bring them to heel"

This wasn't a lie, but Javert knew he had to give them a bit of truth so that they believe him later. He heard Enjolras reply to him.

"Have faith. If you know what their movements are, we'll spoil their game. There are ways that our people can fight. We shall overcome their power"

Enjolras placed a hand on his shoulder, and Javert resisted the urge to shrug it off.

"I have overheard their plans. There will be no attack tonight. They intend to starve you out, before they start a proper fight. Concentrate their force. Get us when it's light," Javert lied smoothly.

Everything was going well. They all believed him. He turned to leave into a building when the shout was heard. Javert wanted to end that kid in that moment, for it was that shout that ruined everything for him, the call of:

"Liar!"

Javert turned around and looked at the kid who had shouted.

"Good evening, dear Inspector. Lovely evening, my dear," the kid addressed him.

"I know this man, my friends. His name's Inspector Javert"

Javert cursed internally and tried to make a run for it; however, he was held back by a number of schoolboys while others pointed their guns at him.

"So, don't believe a word he says cause none of its true. This only goes to show what little people can do," the kid dropped onto the ground from where he was sitting.

"Bravo little Gavroche, you're the top of the class"

"So, what are we gonna do with this snake in the grass?" One of the boys poked him with his gun.

"Take this man and throw him in the tavern and there, the people will decide your fate, Inspector Javert," Enjolras ordered.

"Shoot me now or shoot me later. Every schoolboy to his sport. Death to each and every traitor. I renounce your people's court," Javert spoke with fire in his eyes.

The boys started moving their prisoner to the tavern. Javert wasn't going to give up that easily though. As they were walking, Javert pushed to the side strongly, making one of the boys hit the wall. He started attacking the boys and putting up quite a fight. He downed more than five boys before he felt someone hit him roughly on the head with a stick. Javert fell to the ground, almost unconscious. He then felt another forceful hit to the head with the same stick. That was the last thing his mind registered before he fell unconscious.

-Polaris-

Note: the next chapter will feature Cosette, and Marius is gonna make a reappearance.