Mwaha…I'm BAAACK! Buy one story, get SEVERAL free! Heh…yes, three historical stories, CoTF chapter 6, a POTO story, and God knows what else was laying around. Yeah, Supernova is one I should continue. Yes. Keep in mind, this is important, that after these chapters and stories all will be typed up beforehand. No more "do it when I want", all typed up early. Sorry, it's the best way I can manage all of these stories. Good news: I'm deleting several, and my profile is under construction (notice all the crap I deleted in my fanfiction listing). Keep in mind that the decisions I make here might affect history and its outcome; sorry about that, let's just make our world AU then, huh?
Have fun with Tarred and Feathered!
SUMMARY: Daniel Fenton is a spy for the British in Boston during the time of 1763. But when he needs to turn his back on America and all he's known for 10 years, will he stay true to Britain?
RATED: T for slightly mature themes and language.
Prologue
"Disdain"
"Daniel James Fenton!" roared King James II. "Bring me Daniel James Fenton!" Within seconds, his demand was met, and standing before him was a black-haired, blue-eyed man in the typical baggy white dress shirt, brown vest, and galligaskins.
"Yes, Your Majesty?" asked Daniel, bowing in his grace. King James grinned and then motioned for him to stand up straight.
"Sir Fenton, I've noticed that the colonies have been…acting strangely since the end of the French and Indian War, you can recall, of course?" Daniel nodded, quivering; oh, how he disliked fighting in that war.
"We have decided to send you to the colonies as a tory. The maximum amount of time you'll be there is ten years, nothing more."
"Yes, Your Majesty," said Daniel. Within the month, he would be in the colonies, and living amongst them to find out the funny stuff…
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The ship headed for the Boston harbor. Finally! It had been two months on sea, and Danny had more than his fair share of sea life. Within an hour, the ship settled, and two other people with him and several supplies went out.
"'Ey, where are you from?" yelled one dock man.
"England," said Daniel. The dock man nodded and allowed him to continue. Nervously, he walked into the land that had separated from his own. He had to make up a reason for his arrival; he was sure that 'I'm spying on you for the English' wasn't going to fly well.
The streets were busy and full of chores to be done, but all of the citizens always waved to each other and stopped to have a leisurely chat. The city was warm, and caring. Immediately, Danny felt both foreign and a long-time citizen at the same time.
Dammit all, I loved the chapter name, but it had to be a prologue…bah. I did…not so great at the meet. My IM was awesome; first place, 1:25! That's an 8 SECOND IMPROVEMENT! But my Fly sucked like hell; fifth place, 39 seconds…I added on a WHOLE DAMN SECOND! AUGH!
This has to be the shortest prologue ever…please excuse the shortness, it seemed like a good place to stop…
NOTE: Hereon in, all stories will be typed up before updates. Sorry, but all of TaF will be typed up and revised and made pretty before a new update. So that means more quality for you, and quicker updates later.