Arthur's note: So here is my latest work in progress…it is something I came up with out of the blue….comments and suggestions are of course welcome. Thank you all for reading. This story is of course inspired from my favorite series Merlin. All characters belong to BBC

Prologue:

29th June 2011, Time: 22:50 hrs

Location: Camelot Police Station, Quarters 52

Room number 13, also known to the force as the Magic room

Subject: 24 year old male, name with held

Agent in Charge: Kiki O.

They studied him closely, the subject who is very much aware that the mirrored glass in the room he was in…was what separated him from the police or whoever was responsible for keeping him here.


He was right…..

"Your turn Kiki….he's pretty shaken up…don't think he had anything to do with this mess..." her partner, Oliver says this more to himself.

The rest of the gang look unto her, their bodies drained and their eyes exhausted. The case has been ongoing, the media was a pain and the public was in sheer confusion.

It was their job to keep it all calm, from the look of things – not really quite the success.

Kiki took the file from her partner, looking at it she commented blandly, "Is he talking at least?"

Oliver shook his head, "Like I said….he's beat….maybe you can use your charms."

She shoved him slightly, "Outta my way…let me handle this….you boys watch and listen….carefully."

The rest of the gang simply yawn, they were tired, but they had to wait until she finishes with the suspect.


Secretly each of them hoped the young man would talk, heck even confess…but they knew he was innocent…they felt it….watching their officer from the glass window.

The suspect could not see them, but they observed him well. He was fidgeting, very nervous and impatiently waiting for the next person who would question him.


Oliver was unsuccessful, but Kiki….she never failed.

Oliver turns to the rest of the gang, "Look at her, let's see if she can succeed"

Silently they all hoped she would….

Kiki enters the Magic room confidently. The young man acknowledges her presence briefly before his eyes quickly slither towards his half filled plastic cup.

She sits herself on the chair, crossing her legs she begins to talk, "My name is Kiki….I…"

"They told me about you…" he quietly spoke…

She turns her eyes to the mirrored window; the gang feel her icy glare….

"They did?" toying with her pen she shrugs her shoulders, "shame…I do not know a thing about you….except your name…Mr."

"Just call me Merlin." He quickly interrupted her.

She nods, "Very well….Merlin."

But the young man suddenly sits up straight, "I am innocent…Kiki."

There is a moment of eerie silence in the room, "No one is accusing you of anything….We just need to know the facts."

He smiles, fumbling with his fingers, "Everything points towards me…."

"Then explain why it shouldn't"

Leaning back on his chair, his eyes catch hers, "It's a long story…"

Kiki could sense the bitching of her gang in the back area, they will not be pleased…but at least he was willing to talk.

"I am all ears, Merlin….I am all ears."

"You are not from Camelot." He suddenly says, to which she nods in agreement.

"Then you would not understand…" he leans back, covering his face with his hands.

She pulls her chair close, leaning on the table resting on her elbows, in a stern and honest manner she slowly begins to speak, "I am here to help you…and if it means staying all night…then that is what has to be done. The whole world is watching. The media is going crazy, this involves a major corporation…major players – big shots! Guys with big bucks, not ordinary hillbillies like you and I. And Merlin…you are the only lead the force has…."

"What are you?"

She smiles, "CIA…"

"In Camelot?"

She bites her lower lip, "It's brutal out there…like I said…the whole world is watching….and you are the key…"

His eyes begin to quiver, "I….I…..what about….my…."

"I cannot disclose anything to you yet….you need to let us in….if you are innocent as you claim…"

"I AM INNOCENT!"

Suddenly Kiki stood up, "Then let me help you!"

Merlin's legs wouldn't stop moving, he was deep in thought…there was another moment of silence between them. Kiki offered him a cigarette, he thought for a bit and decided to take it.

Taking a long drag on hers she watched as he struggled with the technique of trying to light a cigarette. He finally succeeded.

Getting ready for the next line of speech, she found herself once more interrupted by his loud coughing.

"If smoking isn't your thing, then don't bother….it's a bitch when you get into the habit."

Merlin gulped the remainder of his drink all in one go, "I am stressed. They say these things calm you."

Taking another puff she amusingly replied, "Only for the weak. You don't need it trust me…."

"How old are you?" he found himself asking.

She shrugged her shoulders and slumps herself on her chair, "Not nice asking a lady that…but if it calms your nerves, I'm bout your age…."

He sighs, stubbing his cigarette in the plastic cup, "If I tell you my story…will you let me go?"

With her legs stretched on the side of the table, Kiki amusingly assures him, "There is a lot of coffee and smokes here….I am up for it…like I said, tell me your story….I am here to help…I know what to expect its in our files- murder, scandal, fraud- it's all here…what I need to know is why how and when?"

He sat up now, alert and ready, "What do you know about Pendragon Corporation?"

She shrugs her shoulders, "Up until yesterday….nothing, they are big…but so is Apple, Google, Starwood, MacDonald's….I could go on."

"Then clearly Kiki….I am to start from the very beginning."

She smiles at him, arms wide open she urged him to continue, "I am all yours…" she places the recorder in the middle of the table, "Tell me your story."

Merlin moved his weight closer to the recorder, he looked up at her, his eyes piercing into hers, "How do I start?"

"Introduce yourself…..and from then on…it should flow easily…"

"Ok….I shall begin my story…."

Behind the glass mirror, the team secretly rejoices….they too would have to listen intently. But at least they would have their story.

Finally.