Author: I don't have anything to say really other then POTC2 totally KICKS ASS! Well, enjoy. CHEERS!

You love me but you don't know who I am
I'm torn between this life I lead and where I stand
And you love me but you don't know who I am
So let me go
Let me go
Let Me Go by 3 Doors Down

Chapter Two: Camp

Natalie woke up with a camp fire blazing in front of her. She stat up and pushed the hair out of her face. Now she remembered. She and Val somehow went back in time in the era of King Arthur.

Well, it's better then being at home. She thought to her self and stood up. She looked around and saw her horse, Tyler. She walked over to him and stroked his neck.

"I guess we'll be living here, Ty." She said to him.

"He's a hard horse to control." Said a voice from behind her.

Natalie turned around and saw Arthur.

"Yeah, I know. He only trusts me. He's my best friend. Well, besides Valerie. Where is she anyways?" Natalie asked stepping towards Arthur.

"She went on a scout with Tristan. We are to escort the Bishop's carriage tomorrow to Hadrian's Wall." He said.

Natalie nodded.

"That's weapon you had that you killed the woad with, what is that?" he asked in curiosity.

"It's a gun. They're very common in my era and we use them for all sorts of things, but I only use it in defense or to protect my sister." She explained lowering her head as she thought of the gun's purpose and what she did to her father.

"Seems like a very useful thing. But why would someone young like you need it?" he asked standing besides her.

"It's a long story. I'm not sure I'm ready to tell someone yet." She wiped a tear from her cheek.

"I understand. Now, One more question." He said.

"Yes."

"Can you use a sword and bow?" he said handing her a sterling silver sword with a gold design built into the handle.

"Yes. I was trained by my brother. I've been in training for a year and I'm quite good." She said taking the sword and looking at it.

"Good, because you might need it. Now, get some rest. We leave at dawn tomorrow." Arthur said handing her a sheath and walking away.

Natalie looked at her weapon and then sheathed it. She grabbed her horse's reins and walked over to a spot by a tree. She had him lay down and she sat down and leaned against him between his front and back legs. She set the sword by her and closed her eyes. Galahad and Gawain were the only one's up. Lancelot, Bors and Dagonet were asleep and Tristan and Val her scouting.

Val and Tristan started heading back to camp to get rest for tomorrow.

"So, what is it like to be a knight?" Val asked starting up a conversation.

"It's hard. Being taken from your home. But if it wasn't for the Romans, I wouldn't know any of the other knights and I wouldn't be who I am now." Tristan replied.

Valerie nodded but didn't say anything else. Her and her younger 21 year old sister, suck in a world far different for their own. What was she to do?

"You're very quiet for someone who is new around here." He said breaking the silence.

"I'm just a little scared. I mean, I'm somewhere where anything unpredictable can happen. My sister is younger then I and I want to keep her to be safe." Val replied.

"She's strong. I think she can handle her self." Tristan said with a small smile.

Val smiled a little too and she just looked ahead. She heard Tristan sigh and it seemed that he was in deep thought. She wondered what he was thinking about. What could the silent knight possibly have on his mind? They finally reached camp and Val jumped off her horse and walked over to Arthur and Tristan followed.

"Is the road clear?" Arthur asked.

"Yes. It should be clear in the morning so we can reach the Bishop's carriage." Tristan said.

Val looked at him and then at Arthur.

"Did Natalie wake up yes?" she asked him with concern.

"Yes. She was up about thirty minutes ago and then she went back to sleep." Arthur said.

Val nodded.

She went over by a tree and sat and leaned on the tree. Her mind was swarming with questions and thoughts of where she was. Her mind then came to Tristan. He was quiet and never really talked to the others. But he talked to her and they would always have something to say to each other. For some reason, she seemed connected to him but she didn't know how. She ran her figures through her dark red hair and switched her gaze to Natalie. She was sleeping soundly, using her horse as a pillow. Tyler didn't mind. He trusted Natalie. She rescued him from his previous owner, who abused them. They became instant friends and when their father would beat them, Natalie would run to the stables to Tyler and go into his pen. When her father went in there, Tyler would get uneasy and he would start whining and when their father came to close, Tyler would rear. Besides Valerie, Tyler would be there to protect Natalie at all times that he could.

Natalie woke up in the middle of the night from a nightmare. It was about a battle that Arthur chose to fight. The knights joined them at their own will and they went to battle. The worst part was, it that Lancelot was shot with an arrow and Natalie tried to help him, but she couldn't do anything. He was going to say something to her, but she woke up. She rapped the sheath on her belt and walked into the woods taking in her surroundings.

Lancelot watched her from the shadows and took in her features. Her long black hair gave her a pale completion but she was beautiful anyways. Her eyes were a gorgeous brown-green that were filled with sadness and mystery. Very much like his. Her figure was perfect and was shown clearly from the clothing she wore. He decided to get to know her.

Natalie decided to look at her sword. She took it out and went to swing it. As she did, she it someone else's sword and she was face to face with Lancelot.

"You know what you're doing, don't you?" Lancelot asked circling her and she circled back.

"Yes, I do. I could beat you in a fair fight, I bet." She said putting her best seductive look on her face.

"I'm sure you could." He said looking at her up and down.

So, what do they do? They start a little sword fight to see who wins. Natalie blocks Lancelot's two swords and kicks him back from her.

"You're quite good." He said as they circled each to her.

"You're not to bad your self." Natalie said back. "But are you quick enough?"

She smirked and went to hit him but he blocked her sword. They fought a little more. Natalie blocked his sword and kicked him to the ground. She walked over to him and put either leg on both his sides and put her sword to his neck.

"If you wanted to get on top of me, you only had to ask. But I'd like it the other way around." He said and rolled her so he was on top.

"Now, who's the one who had to ask?" she smirked at him and rolled him back over.

"Now, that was fun." She said getting off him and offering her hand out.

He took it and stood in front of her. They looked into each other's eyes but Natalie looked away.

"I'm think I'm going to back to sleep. Um, I'll talk to you later." She said and walked back over to the camp leaving Lancelot behind her.