Authors note: yep, it's me (again) well; here I am with another loopy idea that'll probably end up with me writing a 1+2. Well, this is a sort of teaser, so it's not very long. ^_^
Sweat dripped down the forehead of the violet-eyed rifleman as he stood facing the enemy. The French were at it again, trying to take English land…well this time, he was having none of it, the French army and Naploeon could go to hell for all he cared.
Carefully he loaded his rifle and aimed at the charging infantry.
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The dark-haired officer sat in his tent, looking at the maps that were passed to him by his officer Lieutenant Mueller. "So the English have gained back Rochester have they?" He smiled, teeth glinting as he spoke French. "Well, we'll soon show the dogs who's going to win the war."
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Duo's eyes began to cloud over, there had been the battle, he remembered getting hit…and that was about all. Now he was lying in the middle of a field, surrounded by his dead comrades. So why wasn't he dead?
Suddenly a face loomed large over him, blocking out the sun. "Mon capitan, I have found a survivor" the emerald-eyed soldier cried…
A/N: Well…continue?
