Emperor of Rome

by Mythicalnightguard

When a new eddition is added to the Roman Empire display, a ragging power struggle takes off as one emperor, Nero, tries to take power away from Octavius. While Nero destroys Rome, Octavius finds himself exiled. While he's gone, war is wagged upon the cowboys, and now Jedediah faces certain death at the Coliseum. Can Octavius save him, and save Rome from flames? No slash. Enjoy!

35. Chapter 35

Octavius sat beside is friend, gazing at is still, peaceful face. He looked so calm, so quite...it looked as if he was simply asleep and would wake soon. Though he wanted to believe it, he knew it wasn't sleep. It upset him that something so horrible could look so peaceful. Octavius still cried.

It wasn't fair. They'd been so close to winning. In fact, they had won. But it was at terrible cost. Jedediah had done so well, recovering so quick...it just didn't feel real. The whole thing felt like a dream. It had to be a dream! But every time he closed, then opened his eyes, he still saw Jedediah laying lifeless on the table.

While he sat there, a shadow fell over him, but he didn't move.

"Octavius," Larry said, nudging him very gently.

Octavius looked up with tears in his eyes, and Larry bit his own lip, sighed, and struggled to continue.

"We have to leave."

Octavius ignored the night guard, and shook his head. He wasn't going anywhere.

"Octavius, come on, we have to leave now."

"No," Octavius whispered, more tears threatening to fall from his dark, sad brown eyes.

Larry sighed, and gently picked him up. Octavius gasped, and tried to break free, but only managing to get his arm stuck in a very awkward position.

"No!" He wailed, still trying to break free. "I will not leave!"

"Octavius, you have to for a moment." Larry said soothingly, closing his hands around the little Roman.

"No!"

"Octavius, stop it!" Larry shouted, quickly loosing his cool.

His voice was so loud and demanding, that Octavius immediately silenced, trying his best not to suppress his sobs. Even Teddy, who had stood by the doorway, jumped at the harsh tone. Larry once again sighed, and bowed his head for a moment. He felt awful for yelling at the little Roman, but he was struggling to control his own sadness and rage. Of course, yelling wouldn't do any good, but he couldn't help it.

"Come on Octavius, we're going to go see Ahkmenrah." Larry said, gentler than he had before.

"Why!" Octavius demanded, on the verge of tears again. "What good will it do!?"

"We're going to take care of Nero once and for all. And find out who did this."

Octavius quietly nodded, and sighed. It was going to be a long, painful night