Yay Merlin's back! I do love the show. I tried to write this fic like it was an episode on the show, if you know what I mean. The first chapter is kind of like a prologue, don't worry if it makes no sense, it isn't meant to! I hope you keep reading it and enjoy it anyway, reviews are much appreciated (:

Chapter 1

Feu walked through the dark forest she had called her home for so many years. Everything seemed the same, the ancient trees with long, twisting branches like searching arms, the haunting calls of a distant bird, the deep endless seeming caves and the dark earth that she walked on. But something was different, something new had come, Feu could smell it.

She crept through the forest, trying to work out where the new thing had come from. She soon saw it, lights coming from inside one of the caves, candles flickering and shimmering in the chilling breeze. The smell of incense reached Feu's nostrils, she recognised the lights and the smells, she had encountered them before, and had heard many stories about them when she had had company in the lonely forest.

The Seer was here.

Feu crept into the cave, trying to keep as silent as possible, the constant drip, drip, drip of water from the roof of the cave covered her quiet footsteps. Feu didn't have to go far into the cave before she saw the Seer.

The Seer was like all Seers were pictured as, old women, with wrinkles and the occasional mystical tattoo covering the face and with long grey hair that still had flecks of brown in it, but they were quickly fading. The Seer was sitting behind a round table; she was reading tarot cards, turning each individual cared over in front of her and peering at them closely. Feu could hear the Seer's bangles jingling every time she moved her hand.

The cave walls were surrounded by brightly coloured cloths from all over the world, this particular Seer was well known for doing such things, as if each individual one carried a memory or a story. The cloths reached all the way up to the ceiling and were surrounded by candles and burning incense. This couldn't have been set up so quickly by such an old person, it must have been magic, but that didn't surprise Feu.

As Feu crept further into the cave, the Seer suddenly looked up, her sharp, dark eyes looked straight at Feu, and Feu had the unpleasant feeling that the old woman was looking right into her very soul. The Seer looked into Feu's face and smiled, showing a mouth with almost perfectly straight and white teeth, such a thing was not common with old people.

"You have changed so much since we have met, but the fire still burns bright in your eyes, little Feu." She said.

Feu tried to smile, but she felt nervous, and she didn't like things that made her nervous. The Seer beckoned her forward and gestured her to sit down on the chair opposite her. Feu made her way slowly over to the chair and sat down, her eyes never leaving the Seer as she collected up her tarot cards before turning her attention back to Feu.

"You seem afraid of me Feu, last time I saw you you were a fearless creature, what has changed?" The Seer's voice didn't seem to fit with the old face, if you had just heard her voice, but not seen her, you would have thought you were talking to someone in their forties, still strong and confident, not someone who was rumoured to be over a hundred years old.

"Nothing has changed Seer, but it is said that whenever you appear to tell the future, or right the past, little good comes out of it." Feu said.

"I regret to say that the rumour is true," the Seer replied, she didn't sound surprised that Feu had said this. "I usually bear bad news, I do not like it, but I have no choice, it is something I must live with. You should know, you have your own traits that you must live with, all alone within these dark trees."

"Why have you come all this way?" Feu asked, ignoring what the Seer had just said, she could feel Seer's eyes piercing into her.

"I am looking at the answer my dear, you have proved of great interest of late and as the future I have been predicting is your future, I feel that you need to know." The Seer explained, but she sounded slightly troubled.

"What is it?"

"In a week, or maybe only a matter of days, two young men will come to this forest and find you. They need your help."

"What do they need me for?" Feu asked, confused and slightly worried. "Who are they?"

"None other than Prince Arthur and his loyal servant and sorcerer, Merlin. Surely you have heard of them? The great legend may not have occurred yet, but still they are well known among creatures of magic, and even those who do not posses such a talent, or such a curse."

"I do recognised the name." Feu said slowly, "Arthur Pendragon?"

"Who else?" The Seer smiled, but it wasn't a very comforting smile like before, Feu didn't like it.

"Why are they coming to here of all places to find me?" Some people may have felt that being visited by a Prince and great wizard would be an honour, but Feu felt cautious. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

"They need your help, Camelot is under attack from a beast that only you will be able to save them from. So they will come and ask for your help."

"Why me? Can't they stop the beast themselves?" Feu demanded.

"It is not their fault they cannot stop the beast, and it is not your fault that you are the one who can destroy it. It is merely because of your species."

"And I agree to help them?"

"Why would you not? If nothing is done, Camelot will fall."

"Camelot has nothing to do with me," Feu replied harshly, she had heard bad things about Camelot under the rule of a King who saw himself just, but was cruel.

"Maybe not, but if you leave Camelot to be destroyed, a lot of innocent people will die. Men, women and children," the Seer raised her eyebrow. "And you couldn't let that happen, could you? You make people think you have a heart of stone, but you are a good person."

"So it doesn't sound like I have a choice," Feu mumbled grumpily. Although she didn't particularly like living on her own in the forest, she didn't like the thought of strangers coming and pulling her out of one of the few places she felt safe.

"You would if you had no conscience." The Seer said sternly.

"And that's it?" Feu asked cautiously.

"Yes." But the Seer broke the eye contact for the first time, and looked down at the cave floor. Feu's eyes narrowed suspiciously.

"No that's not all." She said harshly, "what else?"

"You will play a key part in saving Camelot, everything will change for you, even before you reach Camelot your whole life would have been turned around, and perhaps Merlin and Arthur's too. But there is no place, no mention of you in the legend." The Seer looked up at Feu again, and her eyes were sad. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

Feu jumped up from her chair and backed away, her heart suddenly filled with fear, the look in the Seer's eyes, and the sorrow in her face, suddenly made everything clear. "No," she said slowly, shaking her head. "No, I can't die. Not yet, you can't let this happen!"

"There is nothing I can do, I see the future but I do not create it."

"But I can't die, I'm still young, you don't understand!"

"At least you will leave this world young, and not have to face the harshness of life, of other people, of becoming old and no one wanting you." The Seer snapped suddenly.

"I have never been wanted!" Feu almost shouted, her eyes suddenly flashed bright green.

"There's no point getting angry with me, Feu." The Seer said, calm once more. "I cannot change what is about to happen, and neither can you."

"I don't want to die! I don't want to help Camelot, I don't care about that place, they hate people like me, and it's not my problem! They won't find me, I will not go with them!" Feu cried, and suddenly she turned and ran out of the cave, disappearing into the depths forest.

The Seer watched Feu leave as quickly as she had appeared, there was no point trying to go after her, she was fast and knew the forest better than anyone else. The Seer had already sent her message, there was no point wasting her energy going and trying to comfort the child. Feu would calm down by herself, and then she might be able to see sense.

"You do have a conscience," the Seer murmured into the silent cave as if Feu could still hear her. "You will think twice, and you will go with them. I know that for certain."