Title: Lost - Chapter Fourteen
Summary: England was a land of peace, until the threat of war hung overhead. The heir to the Kirkland line disappears, and a hero from America stumbles onto a strange sight in a forest in England.
I should probably note that this AU isn't like my others. This one actually has countries with similar names, but a very different setting. This is because I can't make up names for shit. (Also, I won't be putting the "next" and "prev" chapters on the chaps. of this fic. I'll get them onto the first post of my journal some time, and they'll always be here)