The Heartbeat of Albion

Summary – For five hundred years Albion gone without nothing, but the spirit. One by one, it gains its Will and Soul. The final piece, the Heart beat arrives and Albion is once more alive. Many times, they all cross paths, but only the true of these parts can only be revealed in the light of the heartbeat.

This is going to be a funny/sad/adventure/romance fanfic. And is going to deviate from the game a lot.

Check the bottom for an extra Author's note. I didn't want to spoil anything before you actually began reading it.

Chapter one – The heart beat begins.

Little sparrow ran in the streets of Bowerstone market, many people smiled as she passed. The child was quite unusual, though, even at a glance you could tell she was different, with the rarest hair colour and the rarest eye colour, she was truly a secret treasure. Her hair was a deep flowing red, as if her hair had been dipped in the sky at sunset, and her eyes were a true hazel, they were constantly change depending on her mood or location. But the most unusual thing about her was, even though she was only 7 years of age, she was incredibly strong and was often helping out at the docks to bring in merchandise. She jumped down the steps of the bridge and to a boat, but she stopped as she saw a giant pirate ship.

"Be careful there little Sparra, Pirates in these parts is never a good sign." A Crate carrier warned, placing a crate of veg down.

"I know Collin. I'm always careful." Sparrow smiled, he just laughed and nodded.

"That is true enough." He agreed.

"So, this is for the veg stall right." Sparrow looked at the crate.

"Yep, we also have a crate for the pub, and the Alchemist." Collin nodded.

"Right, Time to get to work." Sparrow lifted up the first crate and began heading back up to the main market area.

"Good morning Little Sparrow." Marie, the veg stall owner smiled. "Thanks for bringing this up."

"No problem. Have a wonderful day." Sparrow smiled brightly. She enjoyed helping out the people of Bowerstone. She and her older sister Rose were orphans, she had no idea what happened to her parents, or who they were, Rose had little memory of them and even so, she didn't like to talk about them. So, Sparrow did what she could to help out. Because of her strength, she figured she could begin to work, even though everyone was doubtful at first. Now, Sparrow spent most of her day helping out to earn a little gold. But, on occasions, those who she helped would give her and Rose a warm meal, or a treat like a bar of chocolate. Rose worked cleaning houses in Bowerstone old town.

After delivering all the crates, Sparrow stretched, the sun was shining today, it was nice. The bright blue sky seemed endless. Sparrow watched it as she walked, but she walked into someone.

"Oh, sorry." She looked up to see a man in red, he was glaring down at her at if she was a piece of mud on his shoe. Sparrow felt a dislike to him, but a connection, which was annoying. But, she noticed how he had the most amazing blue eyes.

"Shouldn't you be in the old part of Bowerstone?" He scowled, Malcom, the book shop owner went to speak up, but Sparrow got there first.

"I live there, yes. But I help out around Bowerstone Market to earn gold so me and my sister can eat." Sparrow replied cheerfully. "I like your eyes, there like the sky." That comment took the man back. He glanced down at the child before him, he took in her hair and eye colour.

"Do you have any idea who I am?" He asked.

"Nope, but I am guessing you're the owner of that big Pirate ship. A little over decorated if you ask me, it would be a lot faster if it was lacked on the over design." Sparrow said, the man was really surprised, how did this child not know of him? And insult his ship over all things.

"Little Sparrow, come here." The Bar keeper said, she looked at him, to see all the adults were watching worried.

"Why?" she asked.

"He's Reaver." The Bar keeper replied.

"The pirate king." Sparrow looked at him in surprised. "That's just a title. Pirates don't have a king, they don't listen to anyone." Sparrow added after an afterthought. The adults watched her exasperated, why didn't she ever listen.

"From the looks of it, you don't listen either." Reaver sated. Sparrow giggled.

"Sometimes. Have a lovely day sir." Sparrow smiled and walked off again, Reaver watched her go with amazement. She did know, and she didn't care? The insolent child was lucky not to have a bullet through her head.

"Please, don't think anything of her attitude sir. She is only 7 and is the only one willing to work on a very low wage. She is the one who does all the moving of the crates on and off our ships." Malcom spoke up.

"How is she able to lift a crate?" Reaver asked

"We have no idea, but we know she can." Malcom replied. Reaver watched Sparrow as she stopped to look at the window of a clothes shop, before heading back towards Old town.

"Interesting." He muttered.

"Rose!" Sparrow bound round to their little hut home, but found a dog. Her eyes brightened up, the dog watched her. "Doggy!" She laughed and ran and hugged it. "so, warm. Are you staying with us? Did Rose find you?" she asked, the Dog barked and wagged its tail. "Yay, so you're our new friend, our…you can be our guard Dog! You need a strong name…Hey, I met the Pirate King today, he intimidated everyone in town, including the sheriff, so how about the name Reaver?" Sparrow was grinning from ear to ear. The dog barked again and licked her face.

"You again, I am sure I didn't wish for you." Rose came around the corner and frowned at the dog.

"Evening Rose, how was your day?" Sparrow asked.

"I feel for a merchant's stupid mumblings." Rose sighed. "I got five gold pieces to buy a music box. The guy said, and a blind woman at that, said that all I had to do was turn the handle three times and make a wish. The woman knew my wish, and my name. I felt like I had to believe her, so I brought it and used it. Then it vanished! Right before my eyes… I am sorry Sparrow." Rose frowned.

"It's okay Big sis, we can get everything right. What did you wish for?" Sparrow asked.

"To live in a castle." Rose frowned.

"I would have wished for a dog, but now we have one. So, I don't think I have anything I want more." Sparrow smiled. "I have you and now, we have Reaver!"

"Reaver?" Rose grinned, looking at the dog.

"I met the Pirate kings, Reaver. He scared everyone, but I wasn't. So, I thought, he..." Sparrow stopped as the dog growled. "She could be our guard dog and called her Reaver." Sparrow explained, Rose smiled, she loved her sister's carefree logic and understanding of the hostile world around her. But it also worried her, she didn't want Sparrow to grow up to be someone who could be easily taken advantage of. Sparrow yawned and stretched. "He had nice eyes." She mumbled as the sun began to set. Every night without fail, Sparrow got sleepy at sunset.

"Who did?" Rose asked

"The pirate king, had eyes like the sky." She muttered, she crawled over to her little rag blanket and lay down. "So, bright, so blue…" She trailed off as she fell asleep, Reaver the Dog went over and curled up next to her.

"Take care of her girl." Rose smiled and went to her own blanket, yet she was doubtful that she would be able to sleep.

A few hours passed, and Rose was woken by Reaver growling. She got up to see some guards.

"What do you want?" she asked

"We work for Lord Lucien, he would like to see you in the castle." One said, Rose looked back at Sparrow, it was going to be hell trying to get her up.

"Sure, hang on. Sparrow?" Rose shook her sister.

"No sun rose, wait for the sun." Sparrow muttered. Rose sighed.

"But, Lord Lucien wants to see us." Rose said

"Come back for me when the sun is awake." Sparrow mumbled. Rose sighed, it wouldn't be the first night she left Sparrow alone, she looked at Reaver.

"Stay with her girl, I'll be back in the morning." Rose went off with the guards.

"Bad man Rosie, be careful." Sparrow whispered in her sleepy haze, but only Reaver was there to hear her. She whimpered and lay down once more.

Lord Lucien paced his study, there was another girl. He knew it, he asked the guards the directions to their little hut home. He snuck out of Castle Fairfax and headed to Bowerstone Old town. A man with blue lines saw him, and frowned and decided to follow. He lost sight of him in the market place. Reaver was just leaving the Bar, a pleased smirk on his face. The two men saw each other froze, they felt the air grown tense, then a single bullet hot resounded through the air. The people in the pub and in the houses, all around, woke and ran out as the ground shuddered beneath them. Reaver looked towards Old town.

"It came from that direction." He said, He and the other man joined the men of Bowerstone market and soon the men of Bowerstone old town, as they search for the source. A Dog ran up to them barking. It grabbed a man's jacket and began pulling him down between houses, everyone followed, the sight befell was a horrid one. Sparrow lay on her back, a single bullet hole in her small chest.

"Sparrow!" Malcom gasped, the alchemist rushed forward and felt her neck.

"She has a pulse!" He said. "We need to get her back to the Market; does anyone know how to remove a bullet without harming her much more."

"I can." Reaver said, the people were unsure how to act.

"I have some potions that can help in her healing too." The man with blue lines said. They got Sparrow to The Bar, resting her on a bed, they began to work on saving the child's life. The Dog sat outside the room, whimpering as she watched them work on her master.

The sun was just rising, when Reaver the dog, felt small fingers scratch the top of her head. She looked up at her master and whimpered. She sat up and looked at the semi-conscious girl.

"Good girl." She smiled weakly. "Good girl…" she said, she barked, which brought people running. Reaver had vanished in the night, but the blue lined man was watching her.

"Sparrow, are you okay, how are you feeling?" Collin asked

"My heart hurts…why does it hurt?" She asked

"You must have been in a deep sleep little on, someone shot you as you slept, your little friend here brought us to you." Malcom smiled, "We were able to save you because of her. And Reaver, he removed the bullet and this man…who, had some rare potions that healed up faster." He looked up at the blue lined man. He stepped forward and knelt next to the girl's bed.

"Your sister, Rose, wasn't it?" He asked, Sparrow nodded.

"Where is she? Where is Rose?" She asked.

"We found her body outside Castle Fairfax this morning, she had also been shot. But, she had been killed instantly. Sparrow's eyes widened, tear filled them, and for the first time, since she was a babe, she cried. The sound of her cries, echoed around the market place, everyone looked up to the room where the girl lay, listening to her cry for her only family. The man bowed his head, and stood.

"I am Garth. If she ever wants to know my name." He told Malcom, before he left. He looked up as the Sky became dark, rain poured from the sky, as if the Sky itself was too sharing the girls pain. Garth knew she was not a normal child, only a child of hero heritage could survive drinking his health potions, she was special, but he decided it was best for her to have a normal childhood as much as she could.

Author's note : I know what you are all thinking, but i searched it. Reaver is also a female name and its population spikes in the 1923. and is currently the number 553 in the most popular girl names in Georgia. and is also at the least popular girls names at number 553. But, yes it is a girls name too. It is classed a very unique girls names as only 1 in 223,984 is given the name.