doesn't want to be free of England. He loved England and he loved his men more and now he was watching them die. He slowly sank to his knees, his hands shaking. This was his first real war and he didn't doubt

that he would lose, but he was worried.

yelped as he was pulled to his feet, he looked over at the man the had grabbed him and nodded mutely when he was told it would be better if he went to the camp to collect the reinforcements.

trying to collect himself enough to be able to rally the rest of his men. He wanted to encourage them, not seem weak. He just wasn't used to this at all.

trying to encourage his men and trying to simply stay out of the way of any gun shots or bayonets. He didn't notice his brother.

realized to late and he cried out when he was hauled up off his feet. His first instinct was to lash out at who ever had pulled him onto a horse then he realized the uniform was American and he went for his gun

instead.

stopped when he realized it was Alfred and that only made him mad, he lost any fear he had and struggled more, wanting to get off the horse and away from him. "Let me go Alfred!"

fought even harder against him and at this point he was more than willing to use his gun, if he could just get the damn thing cocked properly. "I don't want to go anywhere with you Alfred!"

caught his balance as he hit the ground and got his gun cocked and aimed at Alfred. "You're being an asshole Alfred."

shook his head, his hands were shaking and his head was starting to hurt. "I... You're killing so many Alfred. All for greed."

shakes his head again, "not like this... I don't want to do it like this."

shakes his head as he dropped the gun, he couldn't shoot his brother. "No. There's other ways. I don't want this Alfred."

shook his head, he was almost in tears now. He was in pain, so many were dying. He'd never had a war like this before. "No... Alfred... why are you doing this? I don't need help."

jerked his hand away quickly and shook his head, he wiped the backs of his hands across his eyes as his expression hardened and he straightened up. "Then I'll fight you Alfred."

glares at him now, his tears gone as quickly as they had come and he balled his hands into fists. "Fuck you Alfred. I will not lose. Not to you."

looked a bit stricken at that before he shook his head quickly. "I will not lose. Not to you and I wont even need to fight Arthur. I will prove that I can be stronger than you, in so many more ways."

shook his head again, still glaring and standing as straight as he could get. "No Alfred. Do not compare us. You don't hate war."

stepped closer to him, he wasn't going to back down anymore. "Yes I am allowed to Alfred. I'm going keep you out and I will get rid Arthur, without the fighting."

shakes his head again, looking more determined now. "He won't! I wont let him hurt me Alfred. I wont make the same mistakes you did."

refused to back down as he listened and it stung but he wasn't going to let Al do this to him. "There is another way out Alfred I am going to take it with Arthur. I will get my own independence and I will do it

without your help."

shakes his head as he watched him go, he wanted nothing more than to cry right then but he wasn't going to do that in front of his brother.

collapsed as soon as Alfred was out of sight, his hands sank into the mud as he sobbed. He didn't want to fight his brother, he never had but he was never given a choice.