Albion stepped off the ship that had brought him to Britain. He felt the rain that had been going on ever since he left Gaul. He was suddenly very cold and wrapped his cloak tighter around him, it didn't help. The crew that had sailed the ship that had brought him was in the process of unloading supplies to make a camp so they sent Albion to find food.

He stalked off into the woods to hunt down some animals and after about an hour of searching he still hadn't food anything. He was about to turn back when he heard laughter and a strange language. He followed the sound and found a group of children and a woman with shocking red hair playing in a clearing.

They froze when they saw him. The smallest two, one was a blonde and the other a brunette, ran behind the woman while the other two, also red heads, got ready to fight. The woman pushed them aside and walked over to Albion. She stuck her hand and addressed the man in a language he didn't understand. "I don't understand you," He said. The woman smiled.

"Oh, you are from Helen's land," She said in Greek.

Albion was shocked. "Yes, you know Helen?" He asked.

"She is a close friend," She smiled. "My name is Ducarius. This is my land."

"Wait, she's a he?"Albion smiled despite his confusion and finally shook Ducarius' hand. "Who are the children?"

"My sons," Ducarius smiled and called them over. They slowly walked over. "This is Iain, Liam, Gwydion, and Arthur." He pointed to each child as he said their names.

"Pleased to meet you all," Albion stated. Iain and Liam nodded, Gwydion smiled and Arthur hid behind Gwydion.

"Why are you here?" Ducarius asked.

"Exploration, I just came with a group of people and I'm supposed to be hunting," Albion smiled. "I couldn't find any animals."

Ducarius laughed, "They like to hide in this weather. Would you like help?"

"That would be nice," Albion sighed.

"Liam, Iain, come with me," Ducarius instructed his oldest sons. "We will be hunting and bringing the food to this man. Gwydion and Arthur go with Albion then Gwydion come back here so we know where to go."

Albion shook his head, "That won't be necessary! The crew and I have dried meat and we can catch some fish."

"It is a gift," Ducarius smiled. "Helen would never forgive me if I let her people die in my land." He waved at his youngest sons then motioned for the other two to follow him into the woods. They disappeared into the woods.

Albion noticed someone tugging on his coat so he looked down and saw it was Gwydion. "You led us to camp," The boy said in broken Greek. Albion nodded and headed back to camp with the boys following.

When Albion got to the camp the men greeted him. "Who are the kids?" One man asked.

"Aemonides, this two are the sons of the ruler of this land," Albion smiled. "Their names are Arthur and Gwydion."

"Hello, boys! I'm the captain of the ship," Aemonides smiled at the boys. Arthur once again hid behind Gwydion. "Ah, he is a shy one."

"Yes," Gwydion stated. He turned to Arthur and told him something. Arthur yelled a reply. Gwydion rolled his eyes, patted Arthur on the head, then took off into the woods.

"Gwydion!" Arthur yelled. He frowned and crossed his arms.

"It will be alright kid," Albion put a hand on Arthur's shoulder. The small blonde turned around and glared at him. Albion was shocked at the green of the boy's eyes and the fierce look in them. "How about I show you something. Would you like that?" Arthur turned away from him.

"Yes," He mumbled. Albion grinned and picked the boy up. Arthur let out a yelp and Albion led him onto the ship.

"Stay here," Albion instructed the boy as he ran to his spot and grabbed a bag. He then went back to Arthur and pulled him off the ship. "Its dark now so we can do this." Albion set up a strange device. He then looked through it and then back at Arthur.

"What that?" Arthur asked.

"Well, Arthur," Albion smiled and lifted the boy up to look in the eyepiece. "This is a telescope. You look in it and can see the stars more clearly than you could with just your eye." Arthur looked back at the man and smiled.

The two spent a while looking through the telescope and Albion showed Arthur a few constellations.

Ducarius arrived the next day with food and talked with Aemonides. They made an agreement: Ducarius would help them as long as they didn't try anything. Arthur went home with his father but came back to learn more every couple days.

Arthur and Albion grew to be extremely close and soon people began to jokingly call Arthur 'Albion'. The name stuck, but of course, neither minded.

A/N

"According to Mythology, Albion was a son of Poseidon and Amphitrite. He came to Britain and introduced the art of shipbuilding and astrology. Albion is also an old name for Great Britain."

I wrote this using the information in my 'Dictionary of Classical Mythology', which isn't much. This is just because I saw the above and wanted to write about I thought England was first called Albion.

Please review, it makes me happy.