TRIGGERS- hmm, not much.. maybe minor alcohol mentions
Drip.
Moonlight coated the room in silver liquid. The drip was subtle, but also quite annoying. Darkness stretched across a face. A face with deceit and annoyance. Betrayal was obvious in his eyes, reflected more by the moon's light. He was a military officer, for behind him plans were scattered across a table. The ignorance of younger soldiers, sometimes. The officer stared at an ink stain which was on the most important plan. The British Camp plans. A low groan bounced around the walls, to the man's room.
Drip.
There. Fumbling around and messing with cups. Silver light turned the alcohol's colour to no more than silver. Cool, crisp, and refreshing, the Continental smiled. He stared out his window. New Jersey wasn't the most.. peaceful place. The man had called this home since enlisting. Weehawken. The main duelling ground of America's citizens.
Drip.
Silence. Even New Jersey shut up. Nothing more than the occasional bird- otherwise, silence. I guess you could say it was dead. A loud crash raced around the home. No voices. Just a long sigh. The soldier lived alone. What did he expect? With that, he turned. The plans were rolled out across the table. A hand grabbed the plans, and with that nothing but shattered glass remained in that room.
Drip.
The plans were shoved in a bag. Now, more noise than ever filled the home. Darkness. Shuffling and darkness. For a split second a Continental General outfit could be seen. He quickly turned, scribbling stuff down on a pass through Rebel territory.
Charles Lee.
Drip.
With that, the pass was taken and he left. A horses hooves pattered on the ground. The plans. His rank. All was at stake. For money, why would he care about his rank. He was about to make 10 million pounds. He had his gun. No funny business. With that, the General faded into the inky darkness, to meet with a few Major's of the Royal Army.
DRIP.
I'm General Charles Lee. I will fight for what is right. Wealth is the prime reason of war now. Money can solve it all. I'll be... a hero.
