6Hello all! I've wanted to write a Merlin Fanfic for some time now (as I watch the show constantly) and I have finally posted this! I'm sure you can imagine how proud I am of myself...
Anywho, this is a Merlin/Arthur story. Which means...
Warnings: slash, boy/boy love, slight cursing, and I might change the rating later on as a lemon may be involved somewhere along the lines...
Disclamer: I don't own Merlin, nor am i looking to make any profit off it. If I did own Merlin, there would be no talk of a queen Guinever at all. There would be Merlin and Arthur. Together, like two halves of a coin because really, what else do you guys think that means? Friends? LOL. I think not.
Now Enjoy the story! And remember... Review.(:
Coming just over the hills of Camelot Merlin, a boy was just about to start a new beginning. But not just for him, he was going to start a new beginning for so many and many more to come…
~melin POV~
I could just see the village of Camelot, bustling townspeople going about their day; two guards stood post at the front gate.
I stopped in my trek through the trees, looking back towards the way I came, towards the home that never really felt like a home, towards my mother, the village I was raised in. And the place I was ran out of…
I continued my journey, getting past the guards of the gate of Camelot with no trouble. It was a beautiful kingdom, or maybe it was the nice day? I'm not sure, but I don't usually get good days. As I looked over to the Castle, I wondered if they had a prince, or princess. And if they had a kind ruler, and noble knights, and respectful, kind citizens, and…
"- Daft. You know The King's orders, no magic!"
I turned my head in the direction of a circle of Knights, their words scaring me. Are they talking to me? I thought. No, they couldn't be, their not even paying me attention.
Then I saw guards pulling a very skinny, pale old man towards a cart with bars and other sad looking people, who apparently, were prisoners.
"I'm s-sorry!" He pled, "I'll never do it again! I was just trying to f-feed my family, never again! N-never ag-.." He went silent as they smacked him on the head, knocking him unconscious. They dragged him towards a podium under a balcony where a tired looking man in royal clothes and a Crown upon his head stood.
He spoke about the man, and how he had used magic and was to be sentenced to death. He spoke of how when he came here, Camelot was overrun with evil sorcerers and dark magic and that he saved it by eliminating magic. He spoke of a celebration, but by then I was walking away.
I didn't wish to see a man be killed for a crime that I harbored as well.
I was no where near safe in Ealdor, but this wasn't much better; I refrained from turning back to the hills and returning my home that really wasn't a home.
I suddenly missed my mother, as I trekked down the road to the physician Gaius. He was a friend of Hunith, and she didn't have many friends, so I was hoping I could trust him.
My mother, although kind, didn't like me very much. She never said it, and she cared for me for as long as possible, but I know I was only causing her trouble, being of magic and; other things. I could hardly say I was the model son, if anything William was a better offspring than me, always helping her with anything, without the extra assistance of course.
Not to mention his popularity and the fact that, although 5 years younger I could easily see him with any woman in the village. Me, on the other hand…
I bumped into a near wall, because thinking almost always gets me hurt in some physical way. I heard laughing, but I paid no attention to who it was. Only that this had to be the worst first impression in the history of first impressions, and my clumsy self will probably be doing this a lot while I'm here.
Sighing, I realized I had no idea where Gaius lived or where I was even going. I thought about asking for directions, but the only people around were those who laughed at me and, were still snickering. Alright, I thought, He's the court physician so he must be near the castle, right?
Turning towards the vast castle of Camelot I remembered the guy I saw earlier, yelling at that man and ultimately sending him to his doom.
What if that was me? It almost was me, in a way. The moment that brought me here might just be the reason I die here, too. Because I know the sentence for magic, here, I heard my mother quietly talking to Will about it the day before I left. She was concerned, but not enough to warn me to my face.
Maybe she hoped I'd be caught.
Shaking my head from those thoughts, I must have looked lost because a pretty woman with brown curly hair tapped me on the shoulder, and asked if I needed help with anything.
Looking surprised that anyone talked to me at all, I finally spoke. Curious, I asked, "How'd you know?"
She smiled nervously, "I don't think I've ever seen you around here. New to Camelot?"
"Yes," I answered, "And I am quite lost, do you happen to know where Gaius lives?"
"Sure! Just to the side of the castle, in a nice sized hut." She blushed faintly, "Would you like me to show you the way?"
Oh, I hope that blush doesn't mean what I think it means, not again. "Oh, that's fine. I think I can find the way know," I saw her face fall slightly, but tried not to look her in her eyes, "Thank you very much, um..?"
"Oh! I-It's Gwenifer, but that's so long, and all. So just Gwen, I mean, if you want, of course. You don't have to, I was only just…"
"Gwen, that's a nice name," I said walking briskly away, in fear she'd never stop talking. "Thanks again for the help. Goodbye."
I hope I wasn't rude, but I really should be going. So as I walked towards the castle, right in front was a young man dressed in armor and throwing knives at a boy holding a rounded block of wood. His aim, fortunately, was amazing. But still…
"Why… Why are you doing this?" Merlin asked the man, in a quiet yet strong voice. Merlin wasn't sure what had gotten into him, because usually he stayed out of things like this.
"What I'm doing?" The man answered incredulously, "What does it look like, and is it really any of your business?"
He sounded irritated, and Merlin backed away unconsciously, but didn't walk away. "Its just that, I think you've had your fun…"
"Oh! Is that what you think?" He came up to Merlin with an air of arrogance, although to Merlin, he had a kind face. "Well, I know a way we can both have so much fun…"
And before Merlin really had time to protest, he was being put up in the stocks and pounded by tomatoes and other various fruits and vegetables by amused bystanders and children. He looked around, as if hoping someone would help him. No one did, but he did spot Gwen.
"Merlin?" She asked, walking up to him, careful not to get in the line of cabbage currently being thrown, "So that was you I saw, talking to Arthur I mean."
"Yes, that's me. Merlin, the idiot." Some unknown greenish substance flew by his head.
"Oh, you're not stupid," Gwen said, stepping slightly to the side. "In fact, some people think your are very brave. Arthur can be a bully sometimes."
"Really? I hadn't noticed."
"But, what I can't understand is how? I mean, you don't look like the muscle-ly type, and all…"
He looked at her blankly.
"Oh! No, but I'm sure you are stronger than you look." She looked nervous and chewed on her lip.
"Gee, thanks." Merlin smiled, and looked up at her again, "You know what? I'm in disguise."
Gwen chuckled, and stood of to the side with him for a moment. "Gwen, do you think you could, maybe, tell Gaius I'm here?" Merlin asked hopefully, peering at her from an angle.
"Sure! Maybe he can get you out sooner…"
She set off for Gaius, and not even 40 minutes later, was Merlin freed. And so, after Merlin thanked Gwen, Gaius and Merlin began walking to his, their, home.
It was quiet between them as they walked into the hut, Merlin looking around curiously at vials and herbs and such.
"This isn't how I thought we would meet, Merlin," he said, opening the door wider for me. "Hunith has told me you'd be here today. She also described you thankfully, although it was thanks to Gwen I knew where you were."
Described me? Probably as skinny and pale with huge ears…
"Oh, well, that's good." I stared anxiously at the floor as an awkward silence came over us.
I hated silence, nothing good ever came of it. But finally, he spoke,
"How on earth did you manage to start a fight with the prince of Camelot?" He suddenly asked, shocking Merlin to the new information. "Anyway, you must be tired, did you walk on foot?"
"Yes, of course. And thank you, I really am tired. And I promise I'll try to stay out of trouble…" Trailing off at the end, I wondered just how much my mother told him of me. "Um, just what has Hun- erm, my mom, told you about... me?"
Looking hesitant, finally he just sighed as he pulled up a chair and sat down. "Just that you are having a hard time in Ealdor, and you need a fresh start." I looked at him, troubled.
"We can talk of it later. For now, go get some rest."
I turned towards the room he mentioned of, not at all concerned by the size of the bed; it wasn't the floor.
Laying my one bag on the ground, thinking of how it held everything I owned, stripping down to my underwear I collapsed on my bed. My bed…
I dreamed of nothing, for the first time in so long.
Meanwhile, Gaius was reading the Letter Hunith had written him in hopes of taking her son in.
My Dearest Friend: It read,
I have written to you in hopes that you may take my son, Merlin, into your home and into your life. As you know, I did not expect a son when I had him, nor did I want one. My husband, as you also know, is gone leaving me with nothing. But finally, I've started to make a way for myself, with the help of a kind young girl and her father, who I have started to love very deeply. Everything is perfect, except for Merlin. He just doesn't fit in my life, the life I want. Please, I beg you to take him into your arms. I tried to marry him off, but no woman wants him and vice versa. He is not a boy, he is a man, and all he needs is a strong wife and a good job then all this 'sadness' he keeps around him will go away. Be warned, he is very picky. And he has these I guess you would call them, gifts? But their really a curse, and I do not wish to have that taint my household any further.
Look after him, he is very clumsy.
~ Hunith.
Gaius put the letter down, wondering what had happened to the sweet girl he used to know.
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When I woke up it was pitch black in the room, and the sun had completely went down. I must have slept the day away…
I quickly put on some clothes and walked towards the hall, ducking my head as I came out the room.
Gaius was sitting at a desk, pouring different colored vials of liquid into a beaker. It went POOF. That's really the only way to describe it, as a bluish gas erupted in the air. Coughing as I cleared the smoke from my face, I came up behind a pleased looking Gaius.
"What is that?" I asked.
"Oh, it's a wonderful little potion to clear the youthful skin of acne," He stretched that last word, smiling strangely up at me, "Was there anything you needed?"
"Oh, I was wondering if there was anything I could do? While I'm here…"
"Well, until I can find you a paying job, start by taking this liquid to Jacob Ackens, he has a constant bowel movement and…"
Um, yeah I don't think I want details," Merlin said, looking quite green.
"Ah, well just make sure he doesn't drink it all, for I fear it might have a reverse effect…" Merlin made a mock gagging sound Gaius didn't hear, "And please, Merlin. Stay out of trouble."
"Of course…" Gaius reached up on a shelf for another vial to give to Merlin, knocking over a cup of water he had mistakenly forgotten to remove earlier. He gasped, expecting it to fall, but it froze in mid air and behind him Merlin stood tense, eyes gold.
The cup fell, and water splashed everywhere. Merlin looked sheepishly around, and before he could grab the broom, Gaius grabbed hold of his arm and ask how he did that.
"I-I don't know. It just… happens." Gaius let go of his arm, and Merlin mopped up the water.
"I don't think I need to tell you not to ever display any sorts of magic hear?" It was a rhetorical question, and Merlin didn't answer.
Sighing, Gaius sat a bowl on the table in front of Merlin. "Eat up!" He said happily, as if proud of the lumpy grey stuff he displayed for the young man.
Merlin groaned. This was going to be another long day.
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