A/N: Hey! I know I shouldn't have started a new fic before I finished my Prince Merlin story but I've been stuck with that so I decided to write this fic. It is similar to one I read ages ago but can't seem to find so if anyone recognises it after reading this then please pm me. Anyway hope you like this fic!

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Merlin ran. The smell of blood and burnt flesh heavy in the air. So he ran. He ran until he had the object of this whole mess in sight.

"Morgana!" he shouted.

Upon turning Morgana saw Merlin, chest heaving and blood running down one side of his face. She sneered, taking in the pitiful sight.

"Emrys" she hissed.

Then she smirked and shouted a spell "Forbærne! Ácwele."

She stretched out her hand and a fire ball formed, once complete she threw the ball straight at Merlin, but he deflected it with a flick of his wrist.

"Is that the best you can do, Morgana?" he said, sending out his magic to throw Morgana backwards. She landed on the floor with a sickening crunch but got back up anyway.

"Don't be stupid, I was just getting started. Flayo fago" she said, pointing to a sword that lay abandoned on the ground. With a flick of her wrist the sword went flying through the air, aimed straight at Merlin's chest.

"Fleoge!" Merlin shouted, taking control of the sword and throwing it right back at Morgana.

"He's dead you know" Morgana said while sending the sword back at him.

"Who?" he asked, trying not to let he worry for his friends show, whilst sending the sword flying back at Morgana.

"Gwaine…And next it'll be Arthur" she said her green eyes cold and emotionless whilst a smirked played on her lips.

No. Merlin refused to believe that the always drunken knight is dead. So Merlin shook his head, trying and failing not to fall for the bait.

"You're lying" he whispered softly. Morgana just laughed and shook her head. Once he realised that she heard him he froze and looked around. The battle had stopped, everyone, from Morgana's army and the men from Camelot, stood around them and stared, mouths hanging open. But the distraction was enough for Morgana to make a move. In a flash the sword was coming at him again. He didn't have enough time to change its direction so he jumped out of the way, but the sword still sliced through the top of his left arm.

"They're dead, Emrys. But don't worry, you will be joining them soon." Morgana said, mock sympathy on her face and in her tone. The anger that had been building up inside him since she had said Gwaine and Arthur were dead grew even more until finally. He snapped. Storm clouds rushed over head, thunder rumbling through Camlann, lightning shot across the sky as the wind whipped, faster and faster through the pass. Knights of Camelot were unaffected by this however, the black knights and Morgana were. The wind whipped around the pass, making Morgana's soldiers fly through the air and land roughly on the ground half way back to the entrance to Camlann. Morgana stood mouth open with terror in her eyes at the powerful display of magic, but when she caught Merlin watching her she closed her mouth and her evil smirk slid into place, whilst her eyes became guarded once more. She opened her mouth to say something but was cut off by another clap of thunder.

"It's over, Morgana" Merlin said, but she just sneered at him.

"You will not defeat me, Emrys, I'm a High Priestess of the Old Religion, I am stronger than you" Morgana shouted over the wind.

Merlin sighed, was this ever going to end? "I'm sorry, Morgana" he shouted. "For everything" he said, quieter this time. Before she had time to reply Merlin lifted his hand to the sky, lightning cracking across the sky above him, then he dropped his hand, and with it, the lightning came crashing to the earth, right where Morgana stood. When it hit her she screamed. But it didn't last long; the flash of blinding light disappeared and Morgana lay on the ground, alive but barely. Merlin walked over to her and stood over her.

"Help me, Emrys" she whispered faintly, the wind had gone, along with the storm he had created, but he just stared at her a moment then said "I'm sorry" before the light faded from her eyes and she went limp. He didn't even realise he was crying until he felt the wetness from his cheeks slip down his neck as he tipped his head toward the sky. He lifted his hand to his cheeks to wipe the tears away as he hears a roar from the sky. The roar was one he knew well, but this one was full of pain and hatred, it was the roar of a dragon. He looked to his right where Aithusa was, flying towards the knights of Camelot, who had still ceased to move from the shock of finding out Merlin's biggest secret. When she got closer and saw Morgana dead on the floor, she turned her hate filled eyes to him and changed course. As the white dragon got nearer he started to panic, he didn't want to hurt her, even after everything she had done to him but she couldn't just get away with it either, so he tried talking to her.

"Aithusa! Dragorn. Non didlkai. Kari miss, epsipass imalla krat. Katostar abore ceriss. Katicur. Me ta sentende divoless. Kar… krisass" Merlin shouted the Dragon landed and stopped, bowing her head to Merlin, even though she didn't want to.

"I hate you" she whispered in my head, I felt a pang of guilt for making her submit but it was the only way.

"Aithusa…please, just let me explain" Merlin begged. The baby dragon hesitated for a minute then nodded. Merlin walked over to her slowly, before placing his hand on her head. She looked up at him, blue eyes cautious and scared.

"I'm not going to hurt you, Aithusa, I promise"

She looked at him, the fear still lingered in her eyes.

"How do I know? Everyone who saw me tried to hurt me but Morgana and Mordred and you were never there for me!" Merlin could see the little white dragon getting angry.

"I'm sorry, I never knew. All I have ever wanted was for you to be safe and happy, I never wanted you to be hurt" Merlin was livid, but he tried not to show it so he didn't scare her. But he seemed to have failed when her eyes widened and she took a step back from him, making his hand drop to his side.

"No, Aithusa, I'm not angry at you! I'm angry at the people who hurt you!"

Aithusa still looked sceptical but she stepped forwards again.

"How can you not be angry at me? I betrayed you! I tried to kill you!" the baby dragon sounded desperate, afraid to hope that her Dragon Lord had forgiven her.

"I could never be angry with you, just like I can never be angry at Kilgharrah. You're my kin, Aithusa, just like him." Merlin said softly, lifting his hand and stroking her small head unconsciously. She tilted her head into the caress and he smiled.

"Know come on. We need to find Arthur." I said to the baby dragon. She looked me in the eyes for a moment then nodded, lifting off into the sky and following her Dragon Lord, but only one thought was on his mind.

Save Arthur.

A/N: That's chapter 1! I'm sorry if Merlin and Morgana's battle was disappointing but I'm not good with battle scenes and when I came to write it I realised that I had no idea what to do.

Hope you liked it, the next chapter will be up later.

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