Hey guys! This is another Merlin fic and it's my first time so go easy. It has Doctor Who in it, so this should be good. Reviews are suggestions for future chapters are welcomed, even just for grammar. Tell me what you think!
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or plot setting in either Merlin or Doctor Who. Only my character and my story! (Stupid BBC *sniffle*) P.S. Anyone else think Colin Morgan's Merlin smile and ears are adorable?
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Setting: Right before episode one of season one. When Merlin is walking down the road to Camelot.
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Well this sucks, I thought as I stared at my vortex manipulator on my wrist. I was mad at my parents and I wanted to clear my head so I had jumped out at the last planet, slapped in some co-ordinates in the keypad, and zipped away as my mum and dad dropped off my grandparents in Leadwort. As soon as I landed in a clearing, split by a dirt road, it had shorted out and died. Typical. I just wished I had gotten my sonic screwdriver I made with my dad to fix this, but I had stormed out before I'd remembered to get it. I seemed to have as much for skills for the vortex manipulator as Uncle Jack.
I sighed and stopped my attempts to revive it, and looked around. Might as well before my parents find me. They always did.
The sun shown down brightly as a small breeze ran through the tall grass. I could hear birds and critters in the forest not far off. A doe poked its head out, timidly grazing. All was peaceful.
I slung my backpack off, containing my Hydra Computer, from the 61st century, Chameleon skin, Non-linear compact devise, Graviticiamal accelerator, Impela system, Shockproof vest, and a bunch of other things I won't mention at the moment. I lay down in the grass and looked up at the clouds, just relaxing. Man the last time I could relax was when we were at the black sand beaches of the moon Pladorax. Though, I have to admit, didn't last long. We had just settled down when an angry mob of Aggedors came screaming after Queen Elizabeth the XI in jet skis. My mum just sighed like this was normal, which I suppose it was, as my dad jumped up immediately and ran into the TARDIS yelling, "Come on, loves!", and that was the end of that.
I breathed in and out, relaxing the tightness in my in shoulders, closing my eyes. I could feel the wind whisper to me, blowing my brown corkscrew curls in a fan around me. I remembered why I was mad at my parents from before. It feels so trivial when I looked back on it. They wouldn't let me drive the TARDIS. I knew I would be good at it, considering my mother was the daughter of the TARDIS, but my father could be so. . . stubborn! He could act—
"Halló, Ert þú allt í lagi? A voice jarred me from my thoughts, and a face appeared over me, a young man no older than maybe 20. He had Raven black hair, with electric blue eyes, a red neckerchief, blue shirt, brown jacket and trousers and a pack on his back. Not to mention his adorable ears.
"Huh? Oh, um…" I realized he asked me in Old English, so I must be between mid-5th century and the mid-12th century. He said, Hello, Are you alright?.
"Já i'am fínn. Hvaes vegna gera þú spyrja?" Yes I'm fine. Why do you ask? The Old English was cool, but I like regular modern 21st century English better. I twiddled my controls on my vortex manipulator. Thank all the Goods of the universe only the vortex manipulating part was broken, the translation app was still there. Usually the TARDIS would do it, but she was gone at the moment (duh!).
"Well, I usually don't see a beautiful young lady in strange clothes lying in the grass beside the road everyday, now do I?" he gave a cheeky grin that stretched across his face like it would burst. I couldn't suppress a smile back. I liked him already. I could usually tell when people were dangerous, looking for weapons, ect., courtesy of my mum's training, but this guy I wasn't so sure. There was like a hidden power beneath him, wanting to come out.
"Well, thanks for your concern, but I can handle myself. Um, I think I must have bumped my head, what year is it, and where am I?" I asked, innocent smile on my face.
"Year of our King, 524, and we are just outside of Camelot." He answered, eyeing me warily.
Great, this era. Well, only 2 people I have to avoid, if they are actually real. And with my luck, I'll meet both of them.
"What's your name?" I asked politely with a smile.
"Merlin." He said. Hmm . . . I thought Merlin was just a legend. Like a old wrinkly bearded guy with a staff. Guess with time travel you expect the unexpected. Anyway out of the 2 people I was suppose to avoid, one of them is standing right in front of me. [Try to guess who is the other ;)]
Well, I have to get out of here. I've heard my father go over and over again, not to mess with fixed points in time, and only to observe and do nothing. And my mother then scoffing, swinging her gun on a finger. My dad had then looked at her and said, Remember the last time somebody messed with a fixed point in time? The universe exploded. I was about to say a witty retort to get me out of here, but the universe had other ideas. I tensed up; sensing shapes were lurking nearby in the woods. I shifted my weight and got up off the ground. I slung my pack to one shoulder and got into a relaxed stance if needed to kick some butt.
Merlin opened his mouth to say something, like to ask me what was my name, but stopped like he could sense it too. He scanned the woods for near-by watchers. We both stayed quite to see what would happen. The woods could feel it to because suddenly everything went quiet, no sound what so ever. The wind had stopped too. The doe that was earlier grazing now ran off as it knew praetors were around.
About 30 men appeared in a circle formation out of the woods, surrounding us. They all had sharp swords, some maces, with heavy bags at their sides. Their hair was all greasy, if they had hair at all, and creepy faces, like murderous lunatics. I frowned, knowing I could take these guys easily, but remembering not to get involved with anything.
"Bandits!" Merlin breathed. Well, never mind then. If these were men that take things away from people, I was going to put them in their place. Preferably face-down into the ground with a sword at their throats.
"Get behind me, I'll protect you." Merlin said and moved in front of me.
"Haha. I don't need protection. Protect yourself." I smiled, knowing he wanted to protect me, because he had that nature, but now, the only people needing protection were the bandits.
I moved around Merlin's body, despite protests, and walked boldly up to the bandit who was clearly the leader. He stood a bit out in front of everyone else and the other men kept glancing at him like watching for orders. Kind of like a Wolf pack.
"Hello gentlemen, can I help you?" I asked sweetly, putting my hands on my hips, and raising an eyebrow.
The leader looked slightly taken aback that he was approached, but he quickly got over it. He smiled, unveiling teeth that we're yellow and black. "Yes Deary, why don't you and your fella over there gives us all your possessions and we won't have to hurt you."
"Hmm… tempting, but why don't you gentlemen be on your way before I have to hurt you." I smiled sweetly again and then quickly replaced it with an angry sneer.
The men laughed and shook their heads, stepping closer. The leader just smiled and toke out his 6 inch, black (from blood most likely) throwing dagger, and twirled it in his hands expertly. "Ah. I always like them fire-y. But what is a little girl like you gonna do to a big, tough man like me?" he pointed his blade at me.
I could hear Merlin shifting closer to me, maybe trying to get us out of here. But I ignored him, I ignored all of them. I reached back with both hands and tugged my two crimson blue blades out of their sheath from my back. With the perception filter out of range, the blades were clearly visible. To anyone other than me, it would look like I'd just pulled the twin lethal looking weapons from nowhere.
The pair of blades were forged in the heart of a supernova, then cooled in the crystal waters of the Sacred Ground, then set to lay out in the X-tronic UV rays of the moon that was so old, it itself had forgotten its name. Because it had laid there, the swords hummed with power. It glowed in the darkness and when the user needed it, it gave some of its energy to them. And they were the only twin blades like them in existence. When I first got them, my dad was not happy. But then my mum had talk to him, and after the several times they were saved by yours truly, he gave in and let me keep them. That and they were useless to anyone else because I was the first and only, person to touch it and it had my DNA fused into the metal. If any other person tried to touch them or use them, they would feel so hot and heavy that they could not pick the blades up.
Anyway, I clashed the swords together, and the gold ancient ruins glowed while a deep bass note resonated from the them, the sound filling the clearing.
I steeped closer to the leader, and the men on either side of him stepped back, horror written clearly on their faces.
"Would you like to rethink that?" I twirled my blades casually.
The leader growled at his men to hold firm as they started to back away fast.
"HOLD YOUR GROUND OR YOU WILL BE TURNED IN TO UTHER FOR BEING SORCERERS! It is 30 vs. 1, little deary, we will surely win." he sneered at me.
I heard a "Hey!" from Merlin behind me for being left out. I smiled at them and said "Maybe, or maybe you will be dead by the time this conversation is over."
"Why-" the leader started out but, tire to my word, I flew at him, swords blazing."
I ducked underneath his still held out hand and twisted his blade out of his grasp with mine. Then, at the same time, I kicked his legs underneath him and knocked him out cold with the butt of my sword.
As he was still falling, about half of the men decided they've had enough, and turned tail and fled. The other half, still scared out of their wits but loyal, charged at me, wanting a kill.
I just sighed and started slashing at knee caps, and disarming them, rolling, spinning, and defecting when needed. I just was defeating a bandit when I heard an angry yell behind me (probably a man hanging back looking for an opening). My sword was already descending and I moved the left one up to defend myself, but I myself could see that I was too late.
Then, miraculously, a root that was not there previously, came flying up and tripped the bandit right as he was closing in. Almost like magic. Hmm… I glanced over at Merlin just as his eyes faded back to blue from gold. I turned back over to the fallen man and staved him in the hand. "Get out!" I snarled at him.
I hissed at the last man who was about to attack and he flees out with the rest of them, hobbling back out the forest.
I blew my hair out of my green eyes and sheathed my swords behind my back. From the look on Merlin's face, the perception filter was in range again to cover my weapons.
I walked over to him, "Hey thanks for the little magic trick you did, you probably just saved me some injures." I told him with a grateful look.
"W-Why would you say th-that? I can do magic." he didn't look me in the eye.
"Sure you don't. You know you would maybe want to get better at lying."
He crossed his arms. "Wait, what about you? How did you suddenly make your swords disappear? What kind of magic was that?" he accused me.
I laughed at his amazed expression. "I didn't do magic. Technology. It's a perception filter." I told him. He just stared at me. "Don't worry your pretty little mind, It's way beyond you. And you have no fear, your secret is safe with me." I said, along with the hundreds of other secrets I have to keep too.
I looked around and noticed something, like the leader I so nicely tied to a tree was gone. Damn it. I wanted to have a little chat with him. I sighed and smiled at Merlin. "You have fun in Camelot now…" And I started to strut away. Suddenly a familiar sound of VROOOOM VROOOOOM filled my eardrums as my family arrived in a blue police box. Dad left the brakes on again.
"Are you sure were on the right planet?" a voice could be heard from the inside.
A scoffing then, "Of course sweetie, only those swords could put up a signal beacon that strong."
"Ok, you've got me! We can go in a second, just hold on!"
I turned to Merlin. Good-bye Magic-boy, it's been a real slice." I grinned.
"Wait! At least you can tell me what my knight in shinning amour's name is!" he got over the 'blue-box-suddenly-appearing-in-the-middle-of-nowhere' thing pretty good.
I smiled sadly at him, "Maybe one day we will meet again, if the fates desire it, Merlin." and I shut the doors and imagined Merlin's face as we disappeared into the vortex.
My mum eyed me suspiciously as my dad danced around the TARDIS counsel, pulling leavers and pressing buttons. "Who was that?"
"Oh, no one important. Do you know a person called Merlin?"
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