So I've been reading some gender-bending stories lately and thought about trying to write one myself! So let's see how Arthur manages being a woman! =D (Rated T for the sexual content in later chapters – might change to M, I don't know yet…)
Set between 2.02 and 2.04!
I don't own Merlin/English is not my first language…
Prologue
Leaves were whirling around in the air of the forest by an unnatural force on a late summer's day. The wind not only carried the leaves, small branches and flowers of the trees, but the croaky voice of a woman, too.
Hah, Arthur Pendragon,
so proud, so ignorant,
blinded by title and strength,
open your eyes and your heart to see,
because your sword will be of no use this time.
Only knowledge can set you free!
Becym frówe!
Suddenly, everything halted in the air for a moment, and then the forest finally settled.
Sensing this, Merlin lowered his arm from his face and got up from the ground. He looked around, his eyes searching frenetically for Arthur but to no avail. The prince was nowhere in sight.
„Arthur?" – Merlin shouted. He had to be somewhere near, as they had got separated only before the strange gale – most likely created by the witch, Merlin thought – started. Merlin figured Arthur must've done the same thing as him, gulp down and wait for the crazed witch's attack (well, it'd been more of a self-defensive move as it was them who had started to chase the old woman) to stop.
But Arthur was nowhere to be found! Merlin was getting more and more desperate as he was running through the trees, screaming his master's (and friend's) name.
„Arthur!...Arthur!"
„Merlin?" – a weak voice could be heard from somewhere and Merlin quickly spun around.
„…Arthur?" – Merlin asked uncertainly, his mind was telling him that it was Arthur but that voice was so weak, so frightened, so not Arthur.
„Yeah…" – answered the voice.
„Arthur, are you okay?" – Merlin was taking slow steps towards where he thought he'd find the prince.
„Yes…no."
Merlin didn't know what to make of the puzzling answer but before he could've investigated further, he heard the clattering of metal. Arthur was probably standing up, Merlin could hear that it took him a great effort to do so and he would've run to help, but he still could not identify the exact location of the prince.
He had prepared himself for all sorts of injuries, serious injuries that needed to be treated by Gaius, but nothing could have prepared him for what he saw next.
A figure stepped – rather stumbled – from behind a tree, wearing chainmail. But it was a woman. A woman wearing Arthur's chainmail.
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Yeah, I cut to the chase! =P
Interested?