A/N: Shamelessly inspired by the fanfic: Lost Colonies of Vinland by Ashynarr, which I love. Though I hopefully put a different spin on the idea in this fic.


He clung to them. His men were packing up their belongings into the ships, behind him. It had simply become too cold, and fighting with the natives was too costly. Despite the fact that they had the better weapons, they simply didn't have enough men to fight for the colonies.

Iceland didn't care. He wanted to stay. Or at least take them with him. He would find a place for them, even if it had never been done before. They were his little brothers, and he wasn't leaving them.

"Lord Emil." One of the men called for him, pulling lightly back on his shoulder. His hold on the twins lost. "We must go."

"No!" Emil leapt forward, but simply fell through the twins as if they were made of air. He could no longer hold onto them.

"Big brother." One spoke with tears starting to pool in purple eyes that were so much like his own, the boy's hand was still clasped in his brother's.

"It'll be okay." The other reassured with a sunny grin and shimmering blue eyes as he raised a hand to his face. The boys were trying not to cry as well.

They were both so young, still toddlers in size. Emil, in contrast, appeared to be a twelve-year old child. They had grown since he found them from babies. He wandered if this was his fault. He hadn't shared the discovery with the others. Emil had been so delight by the attention they gave him, and he was worry that they would like his older brothers better. It was the first expedition that Emil had been in charge and on his own.

"I'm sorry, my lord." The man spoke as he lifted Emil up from the shore, the human could barely make out the spirits of the colonies now. "But Lords Matthias and Lukas charged me with your safety."

"Don't disappear!" Emil shouted at the two, tears readily streaming down his face, as he was carry onto the ship. The men knew that they couldn't pick up the two twins. "Please don't fade!"

He reached out to the two standing on that empty shore. An enormous white bear rustled out of the surrounding tears as a rabbit the size of a wolf jumped out from a bush. Emil immediately recognized them for what they might be, his brother's lessons echoing in his head.

"Please." He cried out at the native spirits, as the men set off the boat. "Save them!"

Emil didn't even know if it was possible.


Please let me know what you think by reviewing. I appreciate any grammar corrects or if you spot any errors. This is short I know. I'll come up with more later.