England's Tale (A Moriarty The Patriot + Chronicles of Narnia Crossover)

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚅𝙸

William

I run to hide somewhere. I may be too old for these games (nor even play them. Hey, I was more interested in absorbing facts than games!) But even I know when to play around. I AM an older brother.

However, as I hid under a staircase, something inside my chest begins to ache. I recognized it instantly. I always feel this ache when something happens to my baby boy (that is what I nickname Louis, despite him not really being my biological son).

I hold my hands in front of the ache, wondering what could have caused it. I was not my friend, Sherlock, but I can piece things together as fast as him.

The only logical conclusion I can form is that Louis must have asked around and uncovered where- possibly even WHEN- we are. I mean, this is clearly not 1857. I wanted to comfort him so bad! Louis is just too precious to ignore.

I know that Albert and Peter will find all of us soon. But, my main focus is-

"Louis!" I hear young Lucy's voice rang through the hall. Not long, I also hear Louis.... Laughing? What could be causing them to have fits of laughter?

Regardless of his emotional state, I quickened my pace and found him. His eyes light up more as he sees me. He was still chuckling as Lucy was tickling his side with a furry jumper. After five minutes, Lucy stops and hides behind a few coats. I sigh in relief. Lucy looks for more jumpers by scrambling further into the wardrobe. In that moment, I entered and saw my brother catching his breath. Almost out of old habits, he crawls over to me. I allow him to enter my arms, the only safe haven for a boy like him.

"Are you okay, Baby Boy?" I asked him in a whisper, making sure I am not too loud for anyone to hear. I hug him closer to my chest, almost cradling him like a baby or a young child. Despite him and I being close to six feet tall, I was able to do it.

He nods, knowing what I seek. He then mumbles, "We are in the future, where the world is fighting for dominion, not once, but twice! The little girl said that this is World War II." My eyes widen. World War II? Well, this is definitely not Victorian London.

I saw his eyes gain traces of fear. Truly something none of us expect. The world fighting itself seems too cruel. And twice? Did humanity not learn from the first time?!

I suddenly hear the familiar voices of Peter and Albert. "Come out, come out, wherever you are!" I forgot that we are still playing the game. I hug Louis tightly and put a finger to my lips. He nods, understanding what I wanted him to do. He nods and stays quiet.