"Red Water" a salad fingers fan story

Prolouge

In a cottage in the country of Great Britain, a family lived. They were a happy family, as a young boy, only five, was treasure hunting with his two year old brother.
"Look Hubert!" Said the young boy " an old fork!" He said, holding up a fork, covered in dirt and starting to rust.

"F...f..fork?" Hubert said, still trying to learn words. He smiled when his brother gave a big smile when he said the word right.
"Good job! Now, can you say 'salad'?" The young boy asked Hubert, trying to get him to say his name.
"S...S...Sal...Sal"
"You can do it Hubert!" said Salad trying to support his brother. He got startled when their mother, a beautiful woman with red hair and a long pink dress, came out and said
"Salad! Hubert! Time for dinner!" Her almost black eyes gleamed with kindness.
"Coming Mum!" Salad said, picking up his brother and walking over. Salad wasn't his real name, but he liked being called salad, or salad fingers, he didn't mind as long as it wasn't his real name. He put his brother down when they got in, then ran to his room.
"Don't forget to wash your hands!" His mother said as salad went up the stairs.
"Okay!" Salad said. He went to his room and got out a trunk, he opened it up and revealed many rusty things, he smiled as he put the fork he found inside of the trunk. He put the trunk back and went to wash his hands. He ran down stairs seeing all of his family, and a man. He tilted his head "mum, who is that?" He asked his mother.
"Salad, this is your father, Jeremy fisher, he is back from the Great War to visit us" the mother said smiling warmly at the man.
Salad looked at pictures of his family. The man who sat at the table looked the same, but with some scars due to the fighting. "Mr. Fisher...are you really my dad?" He asked, just to make sure. The man chuckled and walked to him and crouched down to salad's level.
"Yes salad, I am your father" Jeremy said with a grin. Salad tried to smile back, even though not knowing the man. Hubert practically shoved his face into his food, eating it and his mother trying to get him to stop. Salad laughed at the sight as he sat down.

-a month later-

Salad was outside looking for other things to collect when he saw an army truck going up to his house. Confused by this he went up to the truck, it had many guns in it. He saw as his father was dragged out of the house, his mother begging them to stop, he ran up and shouted to what appeared the general "What are you doing!?" .
"This man needs to go to sea to fight our enemies young lad" the general said to salad. Then Jeremy said with a calm voice.
"Don't worry buddy, I'm sure I'll be back" he smiled and patted him on the head. "While I'm gone, take care of your mother and brother, okay?" He said, salad nodded, trying not to tear up as his father was taken away to war. And will never return.

(Thanks for reading this! I know it's not the best, but I hope you liked it!)