Do We Die For Our Freedom (Or Do We Die For Your Spite)

"They'd lost Jenny, Mac was surely dead, no one saw Sean after he fell from his horse...Davey was likely going to go the same way as Jenny and his brother, and soon. Watching on as Bill and Javier pulled the litter with Davey on it from the wagon, Arthur couldn't help but wonder when the rest of them would go the same way as well." a chronological series of oneshots, left of cannon