An Empire…

Part 9- escaping!

The plan they come up with is all Heracles' idea. And although Albion isn't positive the plan will work he trusts Heracles, so he does what the boy tells him too. And so he acts well behaved around Rome.

He doesn't yell awful words at Rome in his own language, he starts yelling them in Rome's language. He doesn't kick the guys shin whenever he gets a chance; he glares at the man instead.

Heracles told him they had to do this just right; if Albion suddenly did whatever the guy wanted him too it would be obvious, obvious that they had somehow overheard the conversation. But if it was a gradual thing, Rome would slowly start letting his guard down; that's exactly what happened.

"Even though Rome is physically strong," Heracles explains to him one evening. "He's an idiot who has a weak spot for children."

"Then why would he attack my land?" Albion questioned just generally curious, because that definitely didn't scream children lover in Albion books.

"He's an idiot Albion," Heracles nods to his self as though that's the perfect excuse for anything. "But, he does have a soft spot for children; it's why he's always letting his grandsons have whatever they want!"

"But why would he let ME go back? I'm not his family; I'm just some land he's conquering."

"Albion, he's an idiot!" And this time a small grin pulls at Heracles lips. "And that is why our plan will work!"

And-Onto-The-Actual-Plan!

Heracles watches from a safe distance, none of the other Nations were around, only Rome (like he had hoped). This was quite literally the last chance Albion had to get back to his land, seeing as Rome was about to leave in a bit.

Heracles had given Albion a hug, the last he'd be able to give the boy before he left (if their plan went well), and pushed the boy forward. Albion although hesitant at first, ran forward like planned and hugged Rome's leg tightly (much to the older Nations surprise) screaming and crying about everything.

Rome had looked around as though someone around him would be able to tell him what to do, but of course there was no one around (or at least anyone who wasn't hiding as Heracles was). Rome awkwardly patted the back of Albion's head as the blonde sobbingly asked to go back to his land.

There were a few moments of silence, where only Albion's crying could be heard. Heracles was tense, what if Rome said no? What if the plan didn't work?

"Fine…" Rome sighed and smiled, lifting Albion up. "I was heading over there anyway! I can show you the bath on your land it's all perfectly built up now!"

Heracles stayed tense until Rome had left; then slumped forward sighing. Albion had done it… he was going back to his land. He could warn his brothers, or do SOMETHING!

"So young man, what would you have done if Rome had said no?" He tensed up again looking back at his Mother, who had her arms folded in front of her. "What would you have done if you both had been figured out or overheard before?"

"Figure something out?" He replied slowly; his Mother grinned walking over and hugging him tightly.

"I'm so proud of you son!" And Heracles was hugging her back a grin on his face, he knew he had done this right and he felt so bloody happy about it!

And-Pow!

Albion was getting tired of putting up with Rome, but he had to pretend to care until they were somewhere he could escape easily, though Heracles told him it would probably be better to wait till they got to his brothers land before even attempting to run; though it was probably a smart idea, he was worried. What if he never got a chance to tell them to hide?

So after Rome took him to visit that weird bath: why they trapped water there he wasn't too sure, couldn't they just use streams? They were clean and the dirty water didn't pool around them.

He sneakily snuck out of the place they were staying at, Rome having fallen asleep ages ago, and he ran. He ran as fast as he could. The Fae that he passed coming up, congratulating him on his escape, some giggling in happiness, others flying off in different directions: going to spread the word.

And his Mother's unicorn, Selena, following behind him, closer than before, but still a wary distance away. But, at that moment Albion couldn't afford to care, he needed to get away, he need to run to one of his brothers, Cymru first… he was closer!

Another-Break!

Cymru had gotten used to the feel of other Nations running over him, which is why he could tell it was another Nation on him… but it wasn't Rome.

He groaned he was weak from the last escape he managed to pull off. Rome was stronger than he had thought, but Cymru was sneakier. But the blonde didn't expect some other Nation to suddenly come along… could he trust this Nation? Were they sent from Rome?

He groaned pulling his self up, he was bleeding a lot and though his people weren't giving up they were being repressed, their weapons ripped from their grasps, leaving them with only their fists as a weapon.

He had his sword as his last weapon, that one of his people kindly gave him, telling him if he fell they would too, so he had to keep fighting, he had to make them all proud. And he wanted too, but right now? All, he could do right now was run away.

But, he found his self sneakily hiding and waiting for the Nation to come closer, he needed to see who it was before he did anything. And then he paused at what he saw.

"Albion?"

POV-Change!

He heard his name, his real name called and he almost missed it… How long had it been? That name… how long had it been since someone had called him by that name?

He turned to see the green eyes and blonde hair that belong to his brother. And his face lit up… only to see that his brother was bleeding.

"Cymru!" He ran over to the blonde, looking his wound over… what was he meant to do?

"Albion…" Cymru sighed, pulling the shorter blonde into a tight hug. "Bloody hell, you had me worried you know?"

"Sorry…" Albion looked down only to look back up when Cymru started laughing.

"That's no reason to be sorry!" The blonde hugged him tighter. "It's all Rome's fault in the first place anyway! Remember that no matter what ok?"

Albion nodded and told his self he wasn't feeling tears well in his eyes. He was happy. And his brothers had been worried about him… and he was so happy to be back on his land, surrounded by his Fae and to have his brother hugging him.

They had escaped Rome!

Chapter-Ends!

A/N: This was again another short chapter, but next chapter will be definitely longer and next chapter we should have some Hadrian wall being built and so forth. So! Only roughly 6 more main events for Britain with us being a part of the Roman Empire… meaning I guess roughly three chapters more and we'll be making our way to the Anglo-Saxon invasion, where everything goes even MORE wrong, but hey we get King Arthur, which is always amusing!

So historic facts in this one?

I believe I only really had one and that would be the Bath that Rome built (yes he brought baths to England), and that was built 60-70 AD, meaning while Albion's been over in Europe, Rome has been building on the land (as I actually mentioned before but it was a small snippet you may have missed). But yes those baths have been built up nowadays and I want to pay them a visit, it's not actually too far off where I live really, I've travelled further (Oh and the place they're at is ironically called Bath).

Also England crying to Rome? Well, in my opinion England's always been good at drama (he only gets worse when Shakespeare is born), I mean nowadays England I believe is acting as well, I think he's acting like he's not a punk when secretly he still is! XD Sorry my head canon is too crazy!

But yes chapter complete you'll get another one sometime within the week and it'll probably be twice as long as this one? (Because there's a lot I want to do in the next chapter!)

I love you guys, you're comments make me laugh and flatter me! Thus, I WILL! Get you an update before Expo (That's me and my friend invading London this Saturday and no we completely aren't taking our pictures next to Big Ben so we can make perverted comments about Arthur… not at all!)

Until next time!