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Plot
Luke sets sail to the new world, to get away from London and his family problems. He intends to make himself a home but instead meets a girl(your charry). He never thought that he would love someone but it eventually changed.
||*Luke Anthony Bennett*||

Age: 21
About: Luke is a young pioneer that has decided to go with the London fleet to discover the new world. But when he meets a beautiful indian. He starts to fall inlove with her, but that causes himself some problems.
"Welcome to the New World boys," Spoke the captain as Luke stepped onto the the ground. People had started to come and make new lives for them but it was still a minimal amount.
Most of the people back home where too scared because of the stories of the savages, but Luke wasn't one that feared things.
The captain started to talk to everyone but Luke just ignored him.
He grabbed his supplies and then put them in a bag before slinging it over his shoulder, "Boy, if you leave this place you'll be an open target for savages!" warned one of the men.
"I'll take my chances." he said back before starting to walk.
Eventually he reached what seemed like a river. The grass around it was soft and a luscious green color, with trees that created a nice shadow.
He sat down underneath one of the trees and then smiled.
He liked being here in the middle of no where, it was peaceful. Or it was peaceful until he heard a noise.
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Thats all :) have fun.
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He looked around wondering if he really did hear something.
His hand gripped his gun and brought it towards him readying it incase he needed to protect himself.
"Hello?" He called out standing up, his gaze traveled around him taking in the scenery.
His nervousness died down a little bit when he didn't spot anything little did he know all he had to do was look up.
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His head snapped upwards as he heard the rustling of leaves. He brought the gun up and aimed it at her but he didn't pull the trigger, he looked over her and saw no weapons or anything she could use to harm him. He lowered his gun but not completely then spoke up, "Do you speak English?"
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His gun lowered to his side before he placed it on the ground, "Listen, I don't want to harm anyone," He spoke with his thick British accent.
"Does this land belong to you?" he asked her wanting to know whether or not he can make a home for him here
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He took the time to run his gaze over her.
She was very beautiful no doubt.
But he made sure to keep his distance from her.
He had listened to many stories of how violent these people could be, but he was starting to doubt the stories.
For this girl looked like she wouldn't hurt a fly,
but then again looks could be deceiving, "Surely something must be yours?" he asked
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He let out a chuckle at how strange it sounded.
No one owning anything, no one having something to call their own.
"You don't look like the people they describe in our stories back home." he said.
"Your not nearly as violent as I thought your people to be," he said happy that it wasn't true.
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Infront of her stood a handsome boy.
He had light brown hair and bright blue eyes. He was a head taller than her and had a muscular build.
He flashed her a charming smile and spoke up,
"Hey, I'm Luke, I'm new in town and I'm kinda lost...." he said chuckling a bit running his hand through his hair.
But his smile faded as he noticed her black eyes and pale skin.
Nervousness came over him but he didn't show it on the outside
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"I didn't mean to offend you," he said apologetically, "And I do not know what is the truth, all I know are stories that have been told." he bent down and opened up the leather bag with his supplies in it.
He took out two red apples then turned to her, "Want one?" he asked.
His theory was that if he befriended one native, he hoped that the rest wouldn't bother him
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A smile spread across his lips and he let out a laugh, "It's an apple," he said after he stopped laughing, "It's not poison," he assured.
He took a bite out of the apple then handed it to her, "See?" he smiled then swallowed.
"It's a fruit, you know, like a banana or watermelon."
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He chuckled and examined the corn, "I don't think this is what the sailors have in mind when they travel to the new world that is flowing with gold," He put it in his bag then turned to the beautiful young girl,
"My name is Luke Anthony Williams," he smiled extending his hand to shake hers.
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After he shook her hand he pulled his hand back, "Sorry, it's just how we say hello," he apologized.
"You have a very unique name.. it's quite beautiful," he complimented.
Everything about her was different, and he liked it.
She wasn't like any of the girls back home.
"What are you doing out here all alone?" he asked wondering why she wasn't with someone.
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"That is something we have in common," he smiled, "Except I like being alone because I get to be away from my mother and father," he added. "That's why I am here, I came to get away from everything and start off with a new life in a new place,"
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his eyes widened and he started to feel that maybe coming half way across the world was a mistake, "Well that's good to know...." he said awkwardly.
"And what do you mean, men like me?" he asked her.
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"Oh.... I'm sorry," he said with a sympathetic tone.
"Don't worry, I'm not like that, I won't hurt anyone, not intentionally anyway." he said tossing the apple core onto the ground.
"You seem to have had some experience with these men," he said wondering what happened
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He was horrified by what he had heard,
He knew that the British could be brutal, but he had no idea that they would kidnap and whip an innocent young girl.
He sat down next to her and slowly out a comforting arm around her shoulders, he didn't know whether if not she would accept the gesture but he tried anyway.
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"It's okay.... I'm so sorry that happened to you," he said softly.
When he saw she didn't react to his gesture he removed his arm afraid that he might make her uncomfortable.
"Do the men still bother your village?" He asked
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A small smile spread across his lips when he felt her come closer.
He returned his arm to its previous position around her shoulder.
"Well, when I finish my cabin, my doors will always be open to you if you need help," he spoke looking down at her.
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[size=13pt]~*~Damon Matthew Williams~*~
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Age: 23 almost 24
Personality: Cocky, flirty, lady's man, overprotective, and hates to admit he's wrong.
Other: He is next in line for the throne.
Plot and Info
In this story, my character Damon, is a prince that must be wed after his 24th birthday so that he may become the next king. But the problem is he is almost 24 and he has no one in his sights.
So his father decides to arrange a marriage for him, despite his strong protests.
Now he must spend the next five months with your charry getting to know her before the big day. But after they love eachother fights erupt making it hard for them to stay together, what will happen?
R-U-L-E-S
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5. Make a form with a picture :)
"Son you must prepare yourself, your future bride to be will be arriving any minute!" said Marissa, the queen and also Damon's mother.
He had previously been seated on his bed reading a book before his mother rushed in.
"Mother, I have already told you, I don't want to go through with this wedding!
I am perfectly capable of running a kingdom by myself, I don't need a wife." protested Damon.
"Son, a wife will bring more than just a partner to rule with. She will be your best friend, your lover, and she will give you happiness." said his mother.
"I'm perfectly fine on my own." muttered Damon.
The sound of horses could be heard from the window and Marissa jumped up, "Oh they're here!" she smiled.
"Oh joy," muttered Damon standing up reluctantly.
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The doors opened to reveal a smiling Marissa, "Hello there!" She smiled letting Katie in. "Welcome to our kingdom," she smiled, "My name is Queen Marissa, and this is my son, Damon," smiled the woman as she gestured to the handsome man that walked up next to them, when he didn't greet Katie his mother gave him a hard glare, "Hello," he said to make his mother happy
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"The king is busy at the moment, but you will meet him at dinner," said Marissa, "I have some things to get back to, so you two have fun," she smiled before walking away.
Damon stood there silently before a sigh escaped his lips, "What would you like to do?" He asked