William
I am the adopted William James Moriarty (not to spike confusion with Albert's biological brother, who also goes by the same name). That William James Moriarty is a pain in the bum! He is just -dare I say- a spoiled brat that can care less about anyone that is lower than a stupid Noble!
I, however, do not act like a spoiled fool like him. I am very intelligent and quite knowledgeable. As a child, my intelligence was said to be 'enough to leave even the adults speechless'. I also have a knack for grasping anything and everything through the broad knowledge that I have. I even like to read and am very good at mind games, like chess or cards. I am also fluent in Latin and Spanish, and I am very literate, using my knowledge to help others.
Anyway, the other Will died in the fire along with his parents. 'He deserved it', I thought to myself as I walked in on my elder brother and younger brother. Louie hugs Albert from behind. Albert just smiles and brings Louie in for a proper hug.
"Will is in the room, Louis." Albert whispered. Louis blinks, then removes himself from the eldest to look at me.
Louis
I look at Will and smile. He comes over and playfully ruffles my blonde hair and kisses my cheek in a brotherly love way. I hug him tightly and he chuckles. I was then attacked by my two amazing brothers in what I like to call a "Tickle War".
I ended up breaking into a fit of laughter! "Hey! Halt!"
"NEVER!!!" Both my older brothers chuckled and continued to tickle me for God knows how long.
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Later that night, I get ready for bed. That tickle war has gotten me very exhausted and I have no more motivation to do anything else.
My eyes flutter closed and after a few seconds, I was fast asleep.
Albert
I got ready for bed. My hair was already a disheveled mess from entertaining Louis (with the help of William) in the Tickle War.
Before I got into the comforts of my bed, a soft whistle catches my attention. I look around, trying to find the source of the sound. There was nothing in sight, except for a wall-length mirror that was... magically sparkling?
I walked over to the mirror. There was no reflection; instead, there was a vast valley! My left hand reached out to the mirror, as if I was trapped in some type of trance! I could not stop. My fingers touched the mirror until I was magically absorbed into the mirror!
What I did not know was that two more people came along with me.
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England's Tale (A Moriarty The Patriot + Chronicles of Narnia Crossover)
FanfictionAlbert James Moriarty is the eldest brother of his two younger adoptive brothers, William James and Louis James. On a normal day, Albert discovers a magic mirror that magically transports him and his brothers from Victorian Era London to London duri...