Merlin sighed as he looked at the clock. Three more minutes, he thought. Three more minutes until Arthur and his little group beat me up, once again. He still had bruises from last time. They loved to pick on him because of his strange name and skinny body. He looked at the clock again. Two more minutes. He began to pack his things along with the rest of class, hoping to get a headstart for the chase. As he was about to look at the clock again, the bell rang. He ran out the door, only to bump into something solid. He slowly looked up, already knowing who it was.

"Hey Merlin, where you going?" Arthur sneered down at him

"You weren't leaving without us, were you?" Two of his cronies grabbed him by the arms, dragging him. They took him outside, behind the school, where they began to beat him. He didn't fight back, he merely curled into a ball and waited, because he knew that one day, he would have his revenge. One day, he knew, he would be the one ruling over Arthur, not the other way around.


Arthur smiled at the girls in front of him. He was used to girls flirting with him. After all he was Arthur Pendragon, the handsome and strong heir to Dragon, the most advanced technology company in the world. Everyone wanted to be him or be with him. Even the women who work at the company. Suddenly, he remembered why he was there. HIs father had wanted him to work under some promising new manager in sales. He said goodbye to the ladies and went over to the elevator. When it reached him he pressed the button for the tenth floor. He waited until he could finally get out and then looked about in amazement as he stepped off. The room was complete chaos. There were papers and people everywhere, filling the room. He carefully stepped around piles of paper, trying to walk around the room, searching for the new manager. Near him stood a handsome man with black hair and pale skin.

"Are you the new manager," he asked. The man nodded, not looking up from the file in his hand until he was done. When he looked up, he suddenly became paler.

"I-I'm Merlin Ambrosius." Something wriggled in the back of Arthur's mind, as if he knew the name.

"I'm Arthur Pendragon, but I'm sure you already knew that." For a brief second, he thought he saw a frown flicker across Merlin's face before a smile spread across his face.

"Well, Arthur, I hope you're ready to work. It's going to be a long day for you."