The small boy was kneeling above a female, tears streaming from his emerald eyes.

"Chan eil!" He cried out.

A faint smile crossed the face of the dying woman.

She had long black hair and blue eyes.

Her name is Dàl Riata, though her human name is Fland Ingen as far as everyone else knew.

Fland Ingen slowly placed a hand on the boy's cheek.

"Don't worry, my son," she said faintly in her language.

"I'm sure you will meet someone who will love you just as much as I do."

It wasn't long before the Dàl Riatan female took her last breath, her head turning to where the side of her face was against the ground.

Her hand also fell to the ground.

"Chan eil màthair!" The boy named Blair cried out, his tears falling harder than before.

Why did it have to be her?

Why?

The blond boy crossed his arms and lied down on her, burying his face in his arms, crying hard, his body shaking slightly.

Blair kept muttering 'màthair' under his breath in hopes she would come back to him.

-1 year time skip-

The seven-year-old boy was standing straight, his arms flattened at his side and a straight face, right in front of what would be his future master.

He was being sold into slavery, which was unusual for someone with skin as white as his.

The person has black hair and purple eyes.

"I'll take him," the person said and paid.

"Alright," the seller said.

The young Scottish boy nodded and followed his new master when beckoned.

The duo passed by a male with auburn hair, emerald eyes, and a silver earring on his left ear.

Said male watched the duo pass by and he immediately felt as though he knew the blond boy.

However, Blair didn't even notice the auburn-haired male.

He just kept following his master.

Once at his master's house, he was shown where he would be staying, which was in one of the rooms in his house surprisingly.

He'd been told that only one other person lived in the same house as him, that person being his sister, Brenda.

Of course, Brenda had her own servant, an African named Zuri.

Blair was then told that he would start off by working in the field, then he would get to helping Zuri make the food.

Nodding, Blair did as he was told and when he went to the field, he saw an African female that appeared to be 16 or 17 years of age.

"Hàlo," he called to her, causing her to look at him.

"Hello master."

The blond blinked.

"You don't need to call me master. I work here as well. My name's Blair."

Blair then got to working.

Zuri gave him a weird look.

"You... Work here?" She asked as she worked.

"Aye, I'm a slave, like you. Unusual, yes, but I don't mind."

He didn't know how wrong he would be in a few years.

Not only that, but no one seemed to notice the auburn-haired male monitoring the boy; not until he was leaving.

"Huh... I wonder who that could have been," Blair pondered aloud.

-Allistor POV-

I don't know why, but I feel as though there is a connection between me and the boy.

I walked away from the house he was working at.

A slight frown crossed my face when I heard what he said.

"Hm..."

Thoughts kept swirling around my mind, even when I made it home.

"Hi Allistor," a Welsh accented voice greeted.

Oh, almost forgot he was here.

"Hey Howell," I replied.

He somehow seemed to know something's up because he asked, "Is something wrong big brother?"

Sighing, I responded with, "I saw a wee boy wit' yellow hair an' green eyes. Fer some reason, a felt as though there's a connection between te two o' us."

I saw Howell think for a bit.

"There could very well be, never know unless something happens."

At that, I nodded.

"Aye."

-Blair POV-

I worked as best I could in the field until I saw Zuri going inside.

I followed her, knowing she might go to the kitchen.

Sure enough, I was right.

She let me help her when I told her what my master had said.

Zuri was quite patient with me, even when I messed up a couple times.

When we were done, I was sent to go get our masters.

As I was approaching the room they were in, I could hear them talking.

"I don't know Brenda," he was saying.

"Something just seems off about the boy. Normally a white person isn't sold into slavery."

Then came Brenda's voice.

"Unless he's not like a normal white person?"

Both my master and I were confused.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"I heard that the only white people to be sold into slavery are personifications of the different places."

That made my heart skip a beat.

Was it true?

Am I a personification?

I hesitated before knocking on the door.

It opened not long later to reveal my master.

"Oh, Blair. What is it?"

I took a deep breath to calm myself.

"Your meal is ready," I told.

"Alright. You can do whatever until we're done."

Nodding, I went to Zuri and she looked at me.

In a quiet voice, she said, "If you want, I can teach you magic."

Blinking, I looked at her.

-3rd person-

"Magic?" Blair asked.

Zuri nodded.

"Normally, magic is not welcome by the masses. But, what they don't know won't hurt them, right?" She asked.

Blair had to admit, she does have a point.

He nodded.

"Yeah. I want to learn from you Zuri."

A rare smile crossed Zuri's face.

"Then meet me outside after dark," she told.

The blond boy nodded and said but one word. "Ok."

-after dark-

Blair had stayed up late without his master or his master's sister realizing it.

When the siblings were asleep, Blair snuck downstairs and out of the house.

Creeping along the cold ground in his bare feet, Blair made his way to the house Zuri lives in on the other side of the backyard, his emerald eyes gleaming with hope.

When he got to her door, he knocked until she answered.

"Oh, good. You made it," she said when she saw Blair, pulling him inside.

As soon as Blair was inside, he felt warmer due to the fire she had started.

Within moments, the lessons started and went on for an hour or two.

"You better go back to bed," Zuri said when his eyelids started drooping.

Nodding, Blair went back to the main house after he and Zuri said their goodbyes.

Blair crept back to bed, where he curled up and was fast asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

In the morning, he was shaken awake by Zuri.

"Blair, get up. You slept longer than you should have."

Blinking and rubbing his eyes, Blair looked at the African female.

"I did? I'm sorry," he said and got out of bed before getting dressed.

-ten year Timeskip-

Now 17 years old, Blair had learned a lot of magic from 27 year old Zuri and both still worked for the same family.

Not to mention, Blair hasn't really shown emotion like one normally would, mostly because he didn't really know how to do so.

Zuri tried teaching him, but it didn't really work.

Also, Blair seemed to shoot up in height as he's taller than Zuri and the family he works for.

The blond Scotsman is currently seen sitting in one of the chairs in the living room, a leg crossed over the other, his arms crossed, and Zuri sitting next to him.

"You what?" His master asked.

"Want tae be free, along with Zuri," Blair repeated.

That seemed to infuriate the elder male and he lashed out to hit Blair when his arm was stopped by an invisible hand grabbing his wrist.

This action made three sets of eyes widen.

"Who do you think you are?" An infuriated male voice asked.

Cold, calculating emerald eyes looked at his master.

Two words escaped his lips.

When he spoke them, he knew that the auburn haired male he'd seen many times before would hear him and know.

"Dùn Èideann."

-where Allistor is-

The Scotsman's head shot up when he heard a voice in his head say his capital in Scottish Gaelic.

Two heads look at him.

"What's up big brother?" A Welsh accented voice asked.

"Gotta go," was all Allistor said before getting up and leaving the house.

-back with Blair-

His master's wrist was released from its unknown grip.

"Psh, there's no way you're the capital of this country." Blair raised an eyebrow.

"Want me to prove it?" He asked.

A nod from the elder male.

"Where was I born?"

A slight sigh from the blond.

"Here in Dùn Èideann," Blair stated flatly, "Along with Brenda."

More questions flew and Blair got them all correct.

However, when Blair sensed a presence, he said, "He's here."

"Who's here?" Zuri asked.

Emerald eyes looked at her.

"Alba."

It was then that the door bust open to reveal an auburn-haired male with emerald green eyes, silver earrings in his left ear, and a blue and white outfit.

"Which o' ye said that?" He asked.

A blond head turned to look at the auburn-haired male.

"Ye look te same as you did when I saw ye as a boy," Blair said.

Allistor blinked and looked over the blond.

"So, ye grew up. A ne'er did get yer name."

Blair walked up to Allistor, who is just barely taller than him.

"Blair Burns. Please take me an' Zuri away from slavery," Blair said.

The auburn-haired male looked from Blair to the African female and back to Blair before smiling.

"A can dae that."

Brenda decided to interfere.

"No. You can't. They're our slaves. You can't just take them away."

It was then that Allistor gave her a harsh stare.

"Watch me. Zuri, come on. Yer leaving with Blair an' me."

Blinking, Zuri nodded and left with Allistor and Blair.

"We have tae leave the city. I ha'e a feeling that they'll all be after us when they find out," Allistor said.

"Where will we go bràthair?" Blair asked.

That last word Blair said made Allistor stop in his tracks and look at the blond Scotsman.

"Did ye call me whit A thought ye did?" Allistor inquired.

Blair pushed Allistor to continue walking.

"Keep moving bràthair."

In the meantime, Zuri smiled as she watched their antics.

The trio ended up going to Edinburgh Castle and staying there.

-3 month Timeskip-

"Am goin tae town!" Blair called out before using magic to make himself look like someone else.

"Good luck," Zuri and Allistor called back.

The blond Scotsman looked from person to person as he walked through town.

People didn't seem to recognize him, which was good on his part.

He was only there to buy some things and then go back to the castle.

"You look familiar," the shopkeeper told him.

Blair blinked and tilted his head.

"Really?" He asked.

The shopkeeper nodded.

"I feel as though I know you from somewhere. I just can't remember where."

That couldn't be good.

"Do you by any chance know a Brenda Cameron?" Blair blinked.

It was then that his magic lost its effect because what the shopkeeper said next made the Scotsman bolt in some direction.

"Oi! It's one of the slaves that ran from the Cameron family!"

What was said had people's heads turning.

Sure enough, Blair found himself running from a hoard of people.

Seems they were after the bounty that was on his head.

However, Blair hid in an alley between two buildings.

Using his magic, Blair made wings appear on his back and used them to fly to the top of one of the buildings before landing on it.

He then watched the people run by, unaware that he's on the rooftop.

A sigh escaped him.

"Alba, come get me," he said quietly, knowing Allistor would hear him.

Moments later, an auburn-haired male is seen on the streets.

"Blair?" He called, not knowing where his little brother is.

Just then, a shadow appeared of a person with wings.

Blinking, Allistor looked at the shadow on the ground before looking in the direction it came from to see a figure on one of the roofs.

"Bràthair?" A voice called to him.

"Hey! Blair!" Allistor called and waved with a smile.

The figure on the roof jumped off and ran to Allistor, hugging him and curling his wings around the two of them.

Smiling still, Allistor hugged Blair tightly.

"Want tae leave?" Allistor asked.

What he got in response was a nod.

With that, the brothers left and went back to Edinburgh Castle, where they were met with Zuri.