English Essays

Native Land

It was a bright snowy winter day, the sun was shining, reflecting its light off the snow. Unfortunately the sun wasn't the only thing shining.

"Exactly what do you think you're doing?" Said a demanding feminine voice. The twins looked behind them and noticed the tall native woman standing with curiosity and anger in her eyes as they transformed North America into Wonderland territory.

"Oh, we're taking this land for ourselves." The twins Dee and Dum said seeing no problem with their actions.

"You can't take this land, it belongs to my tribe and others!" Pocahontas said rage radiating from her words.

"Oh this land belongs to someone?" The twins said looking to each other then back to the native woman.

"Yes, so I suggest you turn everything back to how it was and leave." Pocahontas said demandingly. The twins looked at each other again but continued transforming North America into Wonderland. Pocahontas became infuriated as she ran away to report the situation to her father.

Back in Wonderland, the Twins had arrived at the Red Queen's castle to report what had just occured while claiming land.

"My Queen," The twins bowed, "We'd like to inform you that there is a woman trying to stop our progress of gaining more land." Tweedledee exclaimed.

"Ah, I see..." The Queen thought for a short moment, "Then off with her head it is!!!" The Queen yelled as the twins smiled at each other deviously.

After Pocahontas' report to her father the small problem escalated dramatically. Soon, everyone had met in the battle field of Native territory, or what used to be native territory.

"You have come to an end Pocahontas!" The Red Queen shouted from the other side of the field.

"Ah, but that is where you are mistaken, my Queen." Pocahontas bowed sarcastically as her father gave the signal for the tribe to charge toward the enemy.

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The two sides fought till it was just the Queen, the Tweedle twins, Pocahontas, Pocahontas' father, and several soldiers, left on each side.
"It's time to give give up Pocahontas." The Queen said as they walked to face each other. Unknown to the Queen and her army, Pocahontas had one more trick up her sleeve, literally. She used the advantage of the winter and her long sleeves to hide a Allen & Thurber Single Shot handgun, left by one of the settlers, in her sleeve. As soon as they met face to face Pocahontas pulled out the gun, turned the Queen around, adjusted her arm around the Queen's neck, and held the gun to the Bloody Big Head's head.
"Your queen is now my hostage, you will turn our land back to the way it was," the wonderland army softly chattered amongst themselves, "If you refuse your Queen dies and all of you with her. Once Pocahontas had said that her tribe had pulled out long range weapons, some made by them... others left behind by the settlers. The chatter started again, but they soon came to a conclusion
"We are not giving up the opportunity to gain new land for the sake of our Queen!" The Tweedle twins said in unision.
"Down with the Bloody Big Head!!!" Soon after that was said that a gunshot had fired and the Queen fell limp to the ground. Her blood had quickly pooled around her head, giving her the true title of The Bloody Big Head. The twins tried to scamper away but they were too slow. Pocahontas had stabbed their trousers with daggers.
"You will turn my land back to the way it was." She said ominously as her aura became pitch dark.
"Yes ma'am!!!" Tweedledum and Dee said terrified for their lived. They had obviously seen first hand what she could do and wanted no part in it. Quickly a bright lavender light flashed and everything was as it was. The grass barely peeking from the snow, with a shady overcast. The snow where the Queen lied had turned red underneath her, gradually getting bigger and bigger. Pocahontas let go of the daggers leaving them in the twins trousers.
"But ma'am our lives." Dee exclaimed. Pocahontas knew just what to do with the rest.
"Kill them, we need no trouble from them, especially if there's another queen like that witch." She said.
Then there was the sickening sound of the spears, hand made by her tribe, impaling the twins and what was left of the red army.
"We shall never have to deal with that again... hopefully." Pocahontas said as she walked to her father.