War Won't Break Us

Chapter 5: They Want To Fight Back Do They?

**Christopher's P.O.V**
#Somewhere in York#

"Judith pass me an apple!" I shout up to my adopted sister who is hidden in the apple tree somewhere. Sure enough an apple lands straight in my left hand. I throw the apple at my adopted brother Adam. It hits his right shoulder. "Christopher I'm gonna kill you." He growls in a low voice.
"Got a problem big brother?" I ask innocently.
"Yes, in fact I have."
"And what problem might that be?" Judith asks hanging from the low branches of the tree like a monkey.
"You two." Adam States plainly pointing at us.
"Stop acting like children and grow up. Your in your twenties not your teens!"
"Come on Adam relax!" Judith teases.
"If you can relax when there's a war on you must be living on a different planet!" Adam bellows.
"You mean the south is fighting back?" I ask.
"Yes, William's father told me when I went to go get some fresh bread this morning."
"We have to tell mum!" Judith panics. She runs to the house and Adam an I follow closely behind.
"MOTHER THE SOUTH IS FIGHTING BACK!" Judith screams. My 'mother' just sat in her chair almost dead to the world. "So they're fighting back are they?" She asks distantly.
"Yes William's father told me!" Adam buts in enthusiastically.

I sit down beside my adoptive mother (Margret) and hold her hand in mine. She squeezed it lightly. The Locksley family took me in after my my home was attacked ten years ago. They rescued me, Margret was my mothers personal servant. My mother told me to flee with them when the castle was attacked. My father and mother were killed in the attack and for all they knew I was dead too. How wrong they were. I'm now living in a small house on the outskirts of York. Since I was accepted into this family I've learnt the ways of a working man and I work with Adam and my adopted father (Robert) at our family carpenters workshop. We make bows and spears to fuel the invasion. I don't understand why Ross's father didn't send help to my family. But thinking about the past won't help anything. I wonder if Alexander still thinks about me? I miss him, Ross and the Old Oak Tree... I bet Alex has moved on. I know I haven't, but deep down anyway... I have to fight for what I lost. I need to get back to them. I want my old life back. I can't just appear out of the blue! Maybe if I go fight, they'll find my body when the dead are counted. That way Alexander and I will finally meet again...

**Alexander P.O.V**
#Alexanders chambers, in Ross's Castle#

I scream in to my pillows. Tears stain my cheeks. WAR IT JUST HAD TO BE WAR! If Christopher did die ten years ago, then we'll be reunited again. WAR WON'T BREAK US! we're too strong, Chris and I. Twins born from different parents, troublesome twosome! War won't break us. If Christopher is alive and is fighting alongside the rebellion, so be it. A SILLY LITTLE WAR WILL NOT BREAK US.
Slamming my head one final time I feel the endless abyss of unconsciousness take over and I fall into a rest less sleep.

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Hi Peeps
Have some low quality drabble that I wrote on the war back from band! I'll describe Judith and Adam in more detail later. They're not that important really. I don't think they are anyway...
I should probably get some sleep now...

See ya later!
-Charli