Through The Mist Of Time

By TriGemini

Disclaimer: I do not own King Arthur or any of its characters; they all belong to Buena Vista Pictures.

A/N: This is my first King Arthur fic so plz try to go easy on me. In addition, I know Merlin did not have magic in the movie…but it is my story and he is only going to have some magic…not a lot. I will try to keep to the original story, script, alright so plz if you are going to have problems do not read on, I am not perfect... Moreover, I am going to try this out, see how it goes, and hope to get a few reviews. I welcome some criticism, only if it is nice, of course and if it's good advice.

Summary: They came from a time where they only believed the tales to be legends. Neither of them expected to be dragged into the past into a time where knights and magic existed. The Great Mage Merlin for a reason brought the one girl whose destiny intertwined with that of the Knights of the Round Table. He never expected that along with her, she would bring others. He only foresaw one and yet it brought more than expected. It started out as a simple spell and yet the rest of it was left off to fate.

Outside Summary: Faye never expected for her brother, her best friend, and herself to be dragged back to the time of King Arthur by Merlin. Her fate is tied with Arthur and his knights. There she finds adventure, friendship, and love with one of the knights.

Prologue: The Beginning

(Past)

An elderly man fully clad in only dark clothing with a cloak about to keep the cold winds from getting to him, stood in front of a great fire with his hands held up high and his focus on the night sky above him. He started to whisper quietly into the wind in an ancient tongue that was not known to many. However, to who he was speaking was yet a mystery all by itself.

Part the clouds from the sky above.

Allow the moonlight to shine and grant me this one call.

For I have foreseen what is to come.

I seek the person who will help us rise and fall.

Through the mist of time, I send for them with this plea.

Grant me this wish and I will give thee.

I ask the powers of the elements to guide the one I seek to bring here.

I give to you a gift in return.

For whatever it is that you ask I shall give.

Just bring to us the person who will help us in the end.

After finishing his saying, the old man looked at the sky wondering if the spell he had just cast had, any effect at all for time was running short and soon the one he saw in his vision would have to come. For the spell had already been said and it was simply a matter of time and patience while waiting to see what would come and what would actually come true. In the nearby forest, a young woman stared at the elderly man in front of the fire. She looked for a while until she decided it was best to speak with the man before her. Therefore, she quietly walked behind him in hopes he would not hear her. However, about several paces between her and the man, she stood still wondering if it would be best to leave him to his solitude for now since she felt that she was intruding. In changing her mind, she quickly turned around and headed straight for the entrance of the forest until a gruff voice behind her caught her attention.

"Since you are already here you might as well stay," said the voice unceremoniously to the young girl.

The young girl flinched slightly knowing that she had been caught by the older man. In doing so, she turned around in a rigid position with slight fear because she was not sure how the other person was going to appreciate the unwanted company. Even though, she did have an idea on how he would be for she had learned many years ago and had discovered that she should never go searching for him if he did not want to be found. However, as always she ignored his want of solitude and sought after him what is more after finding him, he would always catch her. She had always wondered what drove him away from the village at times. However, every time she did ask him, he would never answer for he was always known to keep his secrets from her and from others, too. Even though, it was known that many of their kind respected him, yet at times they also feared him, as well. In the end, she could never understand, as much as she wanted too. Nevertheless, her father was still a mystery. She only knew that perhaps with time, she would be able to solve the mystery that was her father. Even though, everyone thought him 'Great' he was a good leader and yet at times it seemed that he did not want to be bothered by anyone or anything. She knew how important the war that was coming to their land was to him. For Briton belonged to them and not to the Romans. For the Romans had their place already and enough land to satisfy their need for control. They did not need anymore. However, as of late, her father had been keeping mostly to himself. He shunned away everyone from anyone of the different villages not wanting to speak to anybody because it was obvious that he was lost in thought about something important. Even though, it made everyone around wonder what it was that made him keep to himself and away for so long at time and as his daughter she was determined to find out in any way possible what the problem was. So putting on the fearless face that she knew how to do, she could face whatever words that came from the old man that stood before her now.

"Sit!" he said bluntly, as he pointed to a boulder to sit on and the girl sat down instantly knowing it was best to obey than to argue at the moment.

The elderly man in question gazed upon the girl with apprehension for he knew not what words to say to her at this time. So to put her mind at ease he forcefully smiled and commented with simplicity, "You should really try hard not to be heard my dear. What if I had been the enemy and then what would you have done? Remember the one can walk in complete silence the easier it is to survive." The girl nodded in agreement with the comment. Again, the tension rose between and the silence became thick. Too much had to be said, yet the words could not be present. Therefore, he decided the best approach was just to tell her. Therefore, he sat down on the boulder with her and began to speak.

"You know I have many secrets…secrets of the past, of the present, and of the future. However, there is one secret that I should confide to someone I trust completely. For I believe there are not many others I could trust with this secret. You on the other hand I could trust you with this, but first I would need your word that you will not break this secret trust until the time has come. It is in great confidence that I rely on you during this time. However, first I need to know will you be true and not break this vow?" He asked in a serious tone and as he stood in front of the girl now with a look of gravity. The young girl gave a nod of assurance but in the end, she was not sure what needed to be promised. So in a whispering voice she said,

"I make this vow of trust to you. Until the time has come to pass, may this secret be kept deep within in me and silenced until you give me word to break it."

As soon as the young girl finished making the promise to her father, he took a step back from her. Still looking in her direction he began to tell her what it was she needed to keep secret.

"My powers as of late have faded," he said in a tone in which worried the young girl. At this moment, the young girl could not tell if he was being serious or he was jesting. However, the look of gravity on his face had put all thoughts of amusement away. She had known that her father had powers, yet she could not understand how they could have just faded away. At this point, she wanted to ask how it was possible for such an occurrence, but she was not sure if he would answer. So continuing from where he left off he said, "And now I can only see what will come in the future. For I have used my last strength to call upon the one who will help us in the end and with that; I can no longer do anything else. In order for us to find the one I have called for, I had to give up something willingly. Perhaps in time my abilities will return to me or perhaps I will lose them completely for eternity. The reason I am telling you because it is imperative that we stay alert. No one must know until the time comes. Regrettably, I cannot say when the person to help us will come. However, whoever it is we will know them and we can expect that they will help us defeat this never-ending battle. For I see many things yet to come in the future. However, I fear that time is running short. Therefore, we need to be watchful for what will come next. I know you have questions, however tonight is not the night for them. Tomorrow we will speak again about this. For the fate of that, one person will intertwine with the fate of many others. Until then we will have to see what happens. Come let us go back to the village for we have spent too much time away from sleep."

With those final words, the elderly man took the hand of the young girl and led them through the dark forest.

(Present)

In another time, a young girl with dark hair was lying down in a bed. Clad only in a light blue pajama was tossing and turning due to the strange dream, she was having.

She was standing in the middle of somewhere with mist surrounding her and she could hear a distant voice echoing about. The voice that called out was quite lovely and asked her to go with them somewhere. However, the young girl looked all around to see where the voice was coming from but could not see very well because of all the mist that surrounded her. Still she could hear the voice call to her.

"Come with us…" it said.

"Help us…!" the voice begged her.

Every time it spoke, it said something else. However, the truth was it was calling to her and she did not know what to do or say. Furthermore, as she kept standing around, and hearing the endless voice of whoever was calling her, she suddenly felt something.

With what she suddenly felt, she woke up instantly. Her heart began to race, her pulse was throbbing, and it chilled her knowing that something or someone wanted her attention. Nevertheless, in the end though she never gave into the dreams. For that was what they were in the end just dreams and nothing else, of course. The young woman knew that her imagination could go wild at times, even to the point where she would even scare herself. Therefore, she knew that nothing was wrong and that it was just a figment of her imagination. To bad, that in the near future she would soon find out that it was all real and that everything she knew would be proven wrong.

A/N: Okay, is it good? Is it bad? Try to be nice when you review…plz! Thanks.