Kidnapped

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I wake up early, everyone is still sleeping, even the sun. I step outside, after I change, to still see stars, oh how beautiful they are, then I realize, so many men have died here, which makes it less beautiful.

I start running, exercising, getting ready to fight. I feel my forehead, dripping with sweat. After a run, the sun starts to rise. Battle time. I go back to the tent to see everybody already up.

Alexander came towards me, "Where were you so early?"

"I went for a run, why?", I asked. Alexander went back to getting ready and Hercules whispered something to him. Alexander turned red as he looked at me.

"You know I hate secrets", I explained.

"Sorry, Alexander can tell you", Hercules chuckled, Alexander turned even redder and punched Hercules in the arm.

"It's fine. I don't want to appear nosey", I smiled.

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We got to the battlefield and the redcoats must be vampires because they were already in position to kill anything that moves.

Before we even knew it, the battle has begun. Boom!  My gun went off as I saw a red coat fall to the ground.

After killing some red coats, I looked back to see Dad and Charles Lee arguing...

"Attack", Dad demanded.

"Retreat!", Lee ducked down.

"What are you doing, Lee? Get back on your feet! If my daughter can shoot a gun, you can get up! My daughter has more balls than you!", I think the redcoats heard all of that.

"He has a daughter?", I heard, but I kept shooting, merciless, "I think that's her on the battlefield!". I ignored all the comments and focused on the battle, not the opinions.

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After the battle, I saw many men injured and dead, yet not a single drop of blood from me. 

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I walked back to the tent and I felt a hand on my shoulder. I didn't get a chance to look, I was blindfolded. Someone grabbed both of my hands and tied them. "HELP! SOMEONE, PLEASE HELP", was my first instinct, since I couldn't punch them or kick them. 

"Shut up", a British voice whispered, as I felt a piece of cloth get put in my mouth.

I muffled and moved but every time I did as much as flinch, I would fell something sharp hit my thigh. Why is this happening?

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HOLY SHIT! ANOTHER CLIFFHANGER! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME AUTHOR??? BYES!

(Also I know that I said I would publish only on Fridays, but I need something to keep you up at night, till Friday. BWAHAHAHA!) 

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