Hello lovely readers

This story was inspired by a couple of pictures on duskisnight's tumblr side. I felt that it would be awesome to make a story a little like that with the characters from Merlin.

I don't own Merlin.

Now onto the story. Upwards and onwards!

All fairy tales starts with once upon a time and so does this one. Just note that this is in fact not a fairy tale but the story of my best friend and I.

Once upon a time in a land far away there were two boys. They were never meant to meet before the last battle but they found each other and they quickly became friends. The names of the two boys was Merlin and Arthur.

They met in a time of war. It was a war that seemed like it would never end and it took the lives of many from both sides.

On one side was the magic hating King Uther and on the other the Dragon Lord and warlock Balinor. They had long lived in peace and harmony until magic took the life of Uther's wife Ygraine.

Uther quickly blamed all with magic for the death of his wife and banned magic in his kingdom. He furthermore executed all who performed magic. That made the people with magic stand together to fight against Uther.

Sadly the two boys were the sons of the two leaders and by birth on two different sides of the war. Merlin a boy with great talent for magic and Arthur a boy that would be raised to hate magic.

This is our story.

Eight years old

"Arthur, you came again? I am so glad to see you," Merlin yelled at the young blond boy. "Of course Merlin. You are my friend of course I came" he answered. Merlin smiled all over his tiny but chubby face. He then found stick on the ground picked it up and threw it at Arthur. After that, Merlin picked up another stick. "Fight me Arthur" Merlin said and raised the stick and waved it at him.

Arthur smiled at him and too picked up a stick "Come at me Merlin, if you think you can beat me" Merlin and Arthur kept swinging the sticks at each other sometimes getting a hit in while other times falling because the place they hit was nothing but air.

"Merlin? " Arthur asked after a while lowering his stick. "Let's meet here again soon" Merlin nodded "I like you. You are fun being around and you don't want me to train all the time. So it would be no fun not to meet with you sometime again" Merlin laughed. "You still haven't beat me Arthur" they both raised the sticks and Merlin ran away with Arthur just behind him still swinging his stick around in hope of hitting the raven haired boy.

Twelve years old

"I got you now Merlin" Arthur proudly said as he held his stick to Merlin's chest. "Alright this time you win but I am going to get you just you wait" Merlin laughed under his breath. They had been playing like that for at least half an hour just running and swinging the sticks around.

"Now it's my turn to show of Arthur" Merlin said "Hold you hand still in front of you" Arthur held out his hand and Merlin went out to find the perfect stone. Not to big not to small. After he found a good stone he placed said stone on Arthur's extended hand. "Now cover the stone with you other hand" Merlin instructed. Arthur looked at Merlin confused about what was going to happen. When the stone was covered with Arthur's other hand mumbled a couple of words as his eyes glowed golden for a second before going back to the original crystal blue. "Now you are allowed to uncover the stone and see my trick" he said.

Arthur hesitated a while but moved his hand away so he could see the stone. However when he look at the hand where the stone was placed it was not there. Instead there was a tiny figure of a dragon. "It is the sign of my family" Merlin told his friend. "So that is magic?" Arthur asked and looked at his friend with a surprising look on his face. Merlin nodded and a big smile formed on his face. "My dad has been training me since I was very small" he told Arthur. "But Merlin. My father says that magic can only be used for bad" Arthur told "My father said that magic was the thing that killed my mother" The smile on Merlin's face slowly disappeared as he listened. "Magic is not evil" Merlin assured his friend "It can be used for evil but so can a sword" Arthur nodded. "I can't change what happened to your mother but I know that magic in it self isn't bad" Merlin told his friend.

Arthur turned away still holding the stone dragon in his hand. He felt everything in himself twist and turn everything his father had told him and what his friend had just told him. "I need to think about this" Arthur told the raven haired boy. "Will you be back?" Merlin asked. He was afraid of losing his best friend. "I'll be back" Arthur replied and then he walked away.

A couple of days later:

Merlin sat down on the grass. His friend was still nowhere to be seen. "Did I scare him away?" Merlin asked him self. He had never thought that the magic he was born with would make him lose his best friend. Then he heard the sound of a stick breaking. Quickly he stood up and there were his friend. "I thought that I could scare you just a little" Arthur stated. A big smile formed on Merlin's face and he hugged Arthur.