p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 18.9px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"short one shot. I will let you take the events as you will. art is my own /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 18.9px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Gunfire echoed through the trees as Lafayette and Hamilton struggled to drive the redcoats back. Early in the morning before dawn had broken Hamilton had gone to refill the canteens to keep himself from being seen by the enemy soldiers that lingered in the woods. Had he not been there the small battalion of Redcoats would have lay waste to the camp. The attack was sudden and left no time for strategy. A loud BANG echoed through the woods as dawn broke. The redcoats had brought out a small cannon and opened fire on the small battalion. Lafayette and the other soldiers barely escaped being hit by the first round the canon leaving deep divots in the ground showering the soldiers with damp earth. The cannon was fired three more times after leaving their ears ringing and a light coat of dirt on their uniforms. Lafayette ordered his men to open fire while the redcoats were distracted. The soldiers opened fire prompting the redcoats to return fire. 10 soldiers fell on each side before Lafayette shot the Colonel between the eyes killing him instantly. The man fell with a thud blood pooling around his head. Panic rippled through the British ranks and they turned grabbing the Colonel's body before beginning a swift retreat into the woods. Lafayette ordered his men to cease fire seeing as the redcoats were going out of the rang of their muskets. He saw the spark of a fuse being lit and turned to warn Hamilton but his voice was drowned out by the loud BOOM of the canon firing. The canon ball left a divot in the earth showering what was left of Lafayette';s battalion with fresh dirt./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 18.9px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"When the smoke cleared the redcoats were out of sight; the relief that the battle ended was short lived when Lafayette realized Hamilton was no where in sight. He turned his head in every direction but the short man was no where to be seen; he panicked. He feared Hamilton might be dead or worse captured by the redcoats. "S-Sir what are your orders?" A soldier asked momentarily snapping Lafayette out of his panicked stupor. He cleared his throat, "Return to camp. Tend to the wounded, record the dead and report to the General about this unexpected battle." The soldiers gathered waiting for Lafayette to lead them back, "You have your orders men, I need to find our aid-de-camp." "But sir the redcoats-!" Lafayette loved that his men care for his safety but he needs to find Hamilton. "You 'ave your orders now go ." The soldiers reluctantly turned beginning the 5 mile walk back to camp the dead on their shoulders and the wounded leaning against each other. Lafayette quickly turned his horse spurring it to gallop into the trees./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 18.9px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"The entire camp itself was tense having woken at dawn to hear canon fire in the distance. Lafayette was gone along with Hamilton and the canteens. Hours after the sun had risen Lafayette's men appeared on the horizon carrying the dead and the canteens. John Laurens watched the tired and injured men shuffle into the camp; he waited to see his friends but neither appeared among the soldiers. Fear rose in his chest and he approached a soldier that was dropping of a dead man to be buried. "W-Was Hamilton with you?" He cursed his stutter and the soldier looked at him sadly, "...we honestly don't know where he is...a canon went off last second. When the smoke cleared he was no where to be seen, sir." Laurens felt his heart drop but continued, "A-and Lafayette?" The soldier shook his head, "He said he was going to find Hamilton, sir. We warned him against going into enemy territory after killing a Colonel..." Laurens thanked him and hurried off to find Hercules; he found him in the tent he shared with Gilbert. "John...wait what's wrong you're shaking...?" John sank onto the cot covering his mouth with his hand tears in his eyes, "Man you're really freaking me out...what happened?!" Hercules asked moving to sit beside him. "A-Alexander...he went missing during the fight...oh god Herc what if he's dead or the redcoats got him!" John began to sob. Hercules pulled him into a hug shaking himself, "D-don't say that man...You know Alex can hold his own." John trembled more. "Wait where's Gilbert?" "He w-went to find Alex...the soldier said he killed the Colonel leading the redcoats." Hercules swallowed his own rising panic focusing on John who didn't take bad news well especially news involving Alexander./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 18.9px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""They'll be fine..Laf is smart...he'll.. he'll bring Alex back..." Hercules said firmly trying to convince himself it was true along with his trembling companion. It would be almost two weeks before Lafayette returned. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 18.9px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Gunfire echoed through the trees as Lafayette and Hamilton struggled to drive the redcoats back. Early in the morning before dawn had broken Hamilton had gone to refill the canteens to keep himself from being seen by the enemy soldiers that lingered in the woods. Had he not been there the small battalion of Redcoats would have lay waste to the camp. The attack was sudden and left no time for strategy. A loud BANG echoed through the woods as dawn broke. The redcoats had brought out a small cannon and opened fire on the small battalion. Lafayette and the other soldiers barely escaped being hit by the first round the canon leaving deep divots in the ground showering the soldiers with damp earth. The cannon was fired three more times after leaving their ears ringing and a light coat of dirt on their uniforms. Lafayette ordered his men to open fire while the redcoats were distracted. The soldiers opened fire prompting the redcoats to return fire. 10 soldiers fell on each side before Lafayette shot the Colonel between the eyes killing him instantly. The man fell with a thud blood pooling around his head. Panic rippled through the British ranks and they turned grabbing the Colonel's body before beginning a swift retreat into the woods. Lafayette ordered his men to cease fire seeing as the redcoats were going out of the rang of their muskets. He saw the spark of a fuse being lit and turned to warn Hamilton but his voice was drowned out by the loud BOOM of the canon firing. The canon ball left a divot in the earth showering what was left of Lafayette';s battalion with fresh dirt./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 18.9px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"When the smoke cleared the redcoats were out of sight; the relief that the battle ended was short lived when Lafayette realized Hamilton was no where in sight. He turned his head in every direction but the short man was no where to be seen; he panicked. He feared Hamilton might be dead or worse captured by the redcoats. "S-Sir what are your orders?" A soldier asked momentarily snapping Lafayette out of his panicked stupor. He cleared his throat, "Return to camp. Tend to the wounded, record the dead and report to the General about this unexpected battle." The soldiers gathered waiting for Lafayette to lead them back, "You have your orders men, I need to find our aid-de-camp." "But sir the redcoats-!" Lafayette loved that his men care for his safety but he needs to find Hamilton. "You 'ave your orders now go ." The soldiers reluctantly turned beginning the 5 mile walk back to camp the dead on their shoulders and the wounded leaning against each other. Lafayette quickly turned his horse spurring it to gallop into the trees./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 18.9px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"The entire camp itself was tense having woken at dawn to hear canon fire in the distance. Lafayette was gone along with Hamilton and the canteens. Hours after the sun had risen Lafayette's men appeared on the horizon carrying the dead and the canteens. John Laurens watched the tired and injured men shuffle into the camp; he waited to see his friends but neither appeared among the soldiers. Fear rose in his chest and he approached a soldier that was dropping of a dead man to be buried. "W-Was Hamilton with you?" He cursed his stutter and the soldier looked at him sadly, "...we honestly don't know where he is...a canon went off last second. When the smoke cleared he was no where to be seen, sir." Laurens felt his heart drop but continued, "A-and Lafayette?" The soldier shook his head, "He said he was going to find Hamilton, sir. We warned him against going into enemy territory after killing a Colonel..." Laurens thanked him and hurried off to find Hercules; he found him in the tent he shared with Gilbert. "John...wait what's wrong you're shaking...?" John sank onto the cot covering his mouth with his hand tears in his eyes, "Man you're really freaking me out...what happened?!" Hercules asked moving to sit beside him. "A-Alexander...he went missing during the fight...oh god Herc what if he's dead or the redcoats got him!" John began to sob. Hercules pulled him into a hug shaking himself, "D-don't say that man...You know Alex can hold his own." John trembled more. "Wait where's Gilbert?" "He w-went to find Alex...the soldier said he killed the Colonel leading the redcoats." Hercules swallowed his own rising panic focusing on John who didn't take bad news well especially news involving Alexander./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 18.9px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""They'll be fine..Laf is smart...he'll.. he'll bring Alex back..." Hercules said firmly trying to convince himself it was true along with his trembling companion. It would be almost two weeks before Lafayette returned. /p