Fable Fanfiction, Never thought I would be here but at last the plot bunny has bitten. Not sure how far this is going to go but here it is.

Logan is the middle child and Rose is the youngest. When their older brother King Anthony takes his heartless ruling to far Logan and Rose must fight as Albion's only heroes. Brother and sister travel the land gathering allies for their revolution.

Rose is named after, who else, but Rose from Fable 2. It seems fitting that the Old Hero Queen for me would name her daughter after her sister.

Notes: Logan is 24, Rose is 20, and the oldest brother is 30. King Anthony has never been to Aurora and knows nothing of The Darkness, he is just a tyrant. Frist Chapter is just a prologue, Childhood, getting their dogs, Sparrow's death etc.

The layout of the castle has changed too. The outer upstairs as I call it where you start the game has three bedrooms instead of one but all are the same size as the one you start out in. There is a ballroom off the side of the dining room. I know the training room could be considered a ball room to some but that is going to stay a training room. In the main foyer hallway going towards the dining room there is a music/dance studio. Each bedroom has a bath attached to it. The gardens are bigger as is the entrance.

Ok I'll shut up now.

Warnings- Not been beta , an OC, AU etc.

Anyone wants to beta let me know.

Disclaimer- I own no claim to the Fable franchise. Anything recognizable belongs to Lion Head Studios.

Our brothers and sisters are there with us from the dawn of our personal stories to the inevitable dusk. - Susan Scarf Merrell

Sparrow, Blade, Mayor, Queen: all the titles the hero had in her life none was more important than the one she had now, mummy. She held her youngest child in her arms while she hummed the tune of her beloved music box. Her youngest child, a daughter, named after the sister that was cruelly taken away from her when she was a child.

She looked over to her two oldest. Her oldest son named Anthony at the request of his father and Logan, a name they had settled on together, played together with toys she had bought for them. Nothing was too good for her children.

Sparrow made sure her children had everything they could ever want but of course she had to teach them reasonability. While she made sure they were dressed in the finest clothes and receive all types of lesson from the best tutors she could find. She would take them out among Bowerstone Market some days and have them help out with whatever they could. Logan was a sweetheart and always helped out when he could, much to the dismay of his older brother who seemed happier to remind his mother that they were royalty and he should not have to work for what he wanted. Anthony was in every sense of the statement, a spoiled prince.

She looked down to the baby who was sleeping comfortably in her arms. Even in her aging state she remembers the vision Theresa gave her all those years ago.

"Her children, not yet born, but destined for greatness. Children on who the fate of Albion will depend on one day, as will the fate of Aurora."

As she held the sleeping baby in her arms she could only hope for the best.

"Logan! Try and catch me" The young princess screamed as her brother chased her around the castle gardens.

"Rose!" the slightly older boy yelled back as she cased the girl around the rose bushes.

Sparrow smiled as she watched her two youngest play. Albion had been suffering from a wet summer and she was glad the rain had finally broken and allowed them to have a picnic in the castle's expansive garden.

Rose had just turned six and Logan was the bright age of ten.

"Honestly, they are children of royalty but yet they run around getting mud everywhere like common peasants" The oldest child spoke, looking up from his book

"Anthony, you really must be more kind. While you are almost of age your younger siblings are still children and should be allowed to act like it" Sparrow spoke to her oldest before taking a sip of water.

Anthony had a mean streak to him that Sparrow had no idea who he had picked it up from. Her husband and she were always kind people and she made sure her children stayed away from people like the Pirate King Reaver, who had made his re-entrance into her life shortly after the death of her husband.

She turned to gaze to the tomb where he rested and lowered her eyes. She missed him a lot and her good friend Walter had proven to be the best pillar during the last few months of loneliness.

Walter, she smiled for a moment, she had told him everything about her vision from Theresa all those years ago. He had shared her worry in hoping that Anthony was not one of the two heroes Theresa had spoken of. While Sparrow loved her son she was worried he would use his powers for evil rather than for the sake of the kingdom.

Little Rose had shown signs of being a hero from early on. Her fingers would sometimes shine with untrained will or the air would crackle around her when she got mad but neither of her sons had shown signs of heroism.

She, with the help of Walter, had made sure that her daughter and whatever son became a hero would have everything they would need to the journey they were put on since before their birth. A Sanctuary built away from the outside world, her prized weapons hidden within its halls, Guild seals hidden in the tomb her husband now resided in, and her music box hidden deep within the reliquary she had built underneath the school she had established.

"Madam, you have a visitor" Sparrow was shaken out of her thought by the sound of Jasper's voice.

"Thank you Jasper" Sparrow replied getting up off of the blanket and heading into the castle.

She walked the hallways she had grown use to during her many years inside this huge castle. As she passed by the dining room she was reminded of her sister and her wishes to eat in the castle. The castle the housed her worse memories was also home to the best. She fixed her gown before heading into the throne room where a farmer stood with a basket next to him.

"Hello Jacob, how has your farm been?" Sparrow asked while shaking his hand slightly.

"Very well Ma'am, with our crops supplying the castle kitchen it has helped my family very much"

"Oh it wasn't a problem; I'd rather have the freshest crops rather than the priciest"

"Well Ma'am, I would like to repay you for your kindness. I know your children have been asking you for pups of their own and you have been searching. Well my dog Lacey just had a litter. I didn't want to get your hopes up in case something happen to them but they turned out fine and healthy" Jacob said while reaching down into the basket and pulling the blanket off.

Sparrow looked inside and noticed the two sleeping Border Collie pups curled up to each other.

"One girl and one boy mi'lady" Jacob added

"Oh you really shouldn't have but I thank you" Sparrow turned to Jasper "Would you fetch Logan and Rose for me?"

"Of course Madam" Jasper said and added a bow before walking off to get the young prince and princess.

"I'm sorry there were only two pups…" Jacob started to speak but was interrupted by the Queen

"No it's quite alright. Anthony doesn't like animals and it completely disgusted when either Rose or Logan bring home a stray to feed"

Jasper returned soon with a muddy Rose and Logan following in tow. They gave a bow and a curtsey before running up to their mother.

"You asked to see us Mother" Logan said politely while grasping her hand.

"Yes I did, Jacob here has brought you two a rather lovely present" She said nodding to the basket.

Rose was over at the basket first and her loud scream of "Puppies!" had the adults wincing slightly and Logan over at her side. The pups were upset by being woken up but when they saw the children, where happily yapping while one jumped to each child. Rose snuggled hers in her arms while Logan was up on his feet and getting chased by his.

"It seems the girl chose Logan and the boy went to young Rose Ma'am" Jacob said with a slight smile while Sparrow watched her children with their new friends.

"Logan, what are you going to name yours" Rose asked when Logan settled down next to her

"Rose of course" Logan replied, smiling at the look of horror that crossed his sister's face.

"Well I'm naming mine Logan then" She stuck her tongue out at her brother before they both broke down in a fit of giggles.

"Nah I'll name mine Isis. The name Rose is already taken by my dear little sister" Logan said petting his dog.

"Scooter is mine; he seems to scoot around a lot. Logan was taken by my brave older brother" Rose said while standing up and running around the throne room with her puppy.

"Please Jacob, speak to Jasper he will offer payment for the pups" Sparrow added.

"No really your majesty, that won't be necessary. Just keep your kitchen stocked and we'll call it even" Jacob took his hat off and bowed to the queen "Good Day Ma'am" before leaving the family to their newest additions.

"You're not going to allow them to keep such filthy creatures are you mother" Anthony asked watching into the throne room, his book tucked under his arm.

"I had a dog when I was a child and I see no reason why not" she spoke to her eldest son.

Anthony only scowled while his sibling rolled around on the floor with the dirty dogs.

"Happy Birthday!" The crowd yelled as Rose walked into the dining room.

Rose smiled as she walked over to her mother, her dog following at her heels. Today was Rose's thirteenth birthday and everyone in the castle had joined the queen in the party. Rose walked over and hugged her mother before walking over to Logan and kissing his cheek.

"Blow out your candles, sister dear" Logan whispered before taking her hand and leading her over to the cake.

Rose smiled a little brighter as she leaned down and blew out her candles. The crowd cheered before Rose was ushered into the chair at the head of the table to open presents. Elliot came up to her first and handed her a small box. She opened it up and found a Rare Topaz.

"Elliot, Thank you. This must have taken you ages to find" Rose exclaimed and stood up to hug him.

"Nothing is too much for you princess" He replied hugging her back.

"Mine next" Sir Walter boomed while stepping forward with a long box.

Rose ripped off the paper and pulled out a somewhat dull metal training sword. She look towards Walter then to her mother how nodded her head slightly.

"You start training with Walter next week. Logan already received his sword and had to keep it quiet" Sparrow said to her daughter.

"She stood up and hugged Walter before walking over and hugging her mother.

"Thank you so much Mother"

"Time to cut the cake" her mother said and handed Rose the knife. She cut her cake and handed everyone a slice.

Sparrow started coughing quite harshly and looked to her hand. Small spots of blood tarnished her otherwise ivory skin.

"Are you well your majesty?" Jasper asked the old queen, concern written all over his face.

"I'm fine nothing to worry about" the Queen replied before taking a seat next to her daughter who was giggling as Logan shoved frosting on to her nose.

No one knew that the happiness would soon be over.

Rose walked into her bedroom after the party was over. She placed all of her wonderful gifts she had received down on her desk before walking over to her vanity and taking a seat on the bench. She reached up and pulled the pins out of her hair and watched as her auburn locks tumbled down her back. Her pink party dress was lovely but she would be glad to be out of it and into something more comfortable. She picked up the brush and started to run it through her hair before she heard a knock at her door, it was most likely Jasper with her night clothes.

"Come in"

The door opened and she looked to the door from her mirror. She saw Logan holding her night clothes and a small gift box.

"I ran into Jasper on the way up. I still have to give you my gift so I figured I would relieve Jasper of his duties for tonight"

Rose smiled at him from the mirror before turning around and faced him. Logan placed her clothes down on the bed before handing her his gift. She took it in her hand and pulled at the ribbon that held the box shut. It fell to the floor as she lifted the lid open and looked inside.

"Oh Logan, It's beautiful" she said in wonderment as she pulled out the necklace.

She held it up to the light and watched as the sapphire sparkled in the colors of the rainbow. The gold engravement outlined it in an elegant design and the thin gold chain held it up delicately.

"Read the back" Logan said softly

"Through your greatest moments and you hardest downfalls I will be there for you, always-Logan"

Rose looked up to Logan as he smiled and pulled off the ring she had given him for his birthday. It had the same quote engraved on it. Rose looked to both of them and smiled at they looked like a matching pair.

Logan placed the ring back on his finger and took the necklace from her hand. Rose turned back around to face the mirror. Logan brushed her hair aside and placed the necklace on her. He clipped it close and placed her hair back into it place.

Rose smiled and stood up reaching up to hug him but Logan stepped back. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a music box.

"Your gift isn't done yet. I know how much you love to dance so..." he trailed off as he placed the music box down on her desk.

He turned the pin and opened the lid. A prince and princess popped up and spun around while a waltz filled the air. Logan held out his hand and Rose took it in her grasp. He led her to the middle of the room and bowed slightly and Rose curtsied.

He held one hand in his and wrapped the other around her waist and Rose put her free hand on his shoulder. He slowly led her across her bedroom following the steps that they had learned as children. The melody from the music box went in beat with the steps. Around the room they went spinning and laughing as brother and sister. Rose hoped the moment would never end but at last.

"Your highnesses!" Jasper exclaimed as her pushed open Rose's bedroom door.

Rose and Logan dropped their hands and looked to Jasper, the look on his face sparking fear inside of them.

"You must come quickly, it is your mother. Her health is failing"

Rose and Logan looked to each other before quickly heading out of the bedroom. Rose gathered up her skirt as they ran down the stairs and into the castle, Running passed guards and servants alike before reaching their mother's bedroom. The door was open for them and they walked quietly inside.

Rose let out a slight gasp and Logan looked down. Their mother who had always been so strong and indestructible laid on her bed pale white and looking weak. Sparrow started to cough violently again as more blood came up.

Walter got up off the bed and Logan and Rose joined her. Rose sat down and took her mother's hand in her own as Logan rested his hand on her shoulder. Anthony stood at the foot of the bed not looking bothered in the least.

"Mummy?" Rose spoke softly in a whimper.

Sparrow turned her head and looked to her daughter and son. A small smile graced her face as she tried to look strong.

"My dear Rose" she looked up to Logan "And Logan" she started to cough again and looked weaker than before.

"Promises me you'll always take care of each other? Through everything that might happen?" Sparrow managed to rasp out.

"We promise" they spoke in unison

"Good" she took a breath and cough some more "Very good"

Rose held on to her hand as it went slack in her hand and Queen Sparrow took her last breath.

"Mum? Mummy? Mum please wake up" Rose pleaded as she shock her mother's hand "Please don't go"

Rose stopped shaking her and place in her head upon her mother's chest. Her sobs broke free, first as silent whimpers and then as full blown sobbing. Logan sat down behind her and rubbed her back. The room remained silent besides for the young princess's cries of despair.

Down below in Bowerstone Market, Town Criers called out.

"The hero Queen is dead"

And news soon reached all corners of Albion.

Logan carried his sister up to her bedroom and placed her down on the bed. She was still crying but they had died down to quiet sobs as exhaustion slowly started to take over her. Logan kicked open her bedroom door and placed her on her bed. Rose reached up and grabbed his arm as he tried to leave.

"Please don't go" Rose whispered softly.

Logan looked down to his baby sister; Her eyes red and face blotchy, different from a few hours ago when her eyes were shining in joy as she was laughing and dancing around with their mother at her party. Dark rings started forming under her eyes from her exhaustion.

Logan nodded softly and crawled into the bed next to her. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close, both falling into depressed sleep a few moments later. Isis and Scooter joined their master and mistress upon the bed and let out small whimpers of their own.

The sky was dark as the coffin the bore the queen was carried into the tomb to join her husband. Everyone was dressed in black as the heavens open up and rained down upon them. The only people by the tomb were the queen's friends and family. Hammer, Garth, and surprisingly Reaver all came to pay their respects. Walter and Jasper stood on either side of the three children.

Logan held on tightly to his sister hand as the rain mixed with their tears. They had been dressed in their best clothing dyed black. Isis and Scooter rested at their feet. As the coffin was finally in the tomb everyone slowly made their way down the steps into the open room and remind quiet as the minster had given the final farewell to the hero, queen, wife, and mother.

Outside the castle the rest of Albion mourned the passing of their hero and queen.

Logan walked into his sister's room after he had changed and dried off; however, he found no signs of Rose besides her mourning clothes casted off into a pile on the floor. He figured she had already changed into her dress for their brother's coronation. He left the bedroom and headed down the stairs into the castle. He passed the dining room and walked into the music room.

Logan smiled as he saw her dancing around the room to the ballet she had learned at a child to music she seemed to be humming. She glided across the room en pointe. Logan recognizing the song she was humming sat down at the piano and started to play it.

Rose stopped, slightly startled at the sound of the music not coming from her. She smiled slightly when she saw is was Logan and returned to her dance.

Logan watched as his sister danced gracefully across the room to his tune.

They both knew the song, it was the song their mother hummed to them when they were children and it gave them each a little sense of comfort.

"All hail the King of Albion" Walter cried out as he placed the crown on top of Anthony's head.

The crowd cheered out in exuberance of their new king, all hopeful that he would be the same kind and gentle ruler that his mother was. No one was ready for the dark cloud that would come over Albion due to his reign.