Disclaimer: i do not own Merlin
Warnings: I've only finish the 2nd season. So, any mistakes you see, please kindly point it out so i can improve. thanks!
Author's note: enjoy. :D
Prologue
They came at night.
"Open the door!"
"W-What is the meaning of this?!"
No one had suspected anything.
"We are here under the orders of the king."
Not even Arthur.
"…wha-?"
"Detain him. Under the order of the king, you are to be persecuted for treason and spying on the royal family of the Pendragon, disguised as Prince Arthur's man-servant."
They drag him to jail.
"I should have known you're Balinor's son."
Uther was there.
"You. It's you who set the Dragon on Camelot! You set the dragon free!"
"No, I-"
"Silence! Don't think of denying. When the witness comes, we'll know."
And he left, leaving Merlin lost, trapped, cold, anger, betrayed and… fears. Tremendous horrifying fear.
Before morning came, they brought his mother.
"Merlin! Merlin! What's happening?!"
"Mother? Mother!"
"Merlin!" Gasp. "Let go of me!"
"Mother! Everything is going to be fine… everything is going to be fin- Mother!"
They drag her away, purposely passing his cells.
"No! nonononnononono! Let her go! Release her! Please…. Let her go… please…"
He had screamed for her. Again, and again…
The next time he saw her, she was covered with blood, bruises, wounds and her clothes were tattered. Her eyes…. oh dear Lord… her eyes….
He heard them whispers…
"…she kept silent. Even after everything, she kept silent… how is that possible?"
Guilt, so much guilt tore into him. What had he done?
He had brought his legs to his chest and wrap his arms around them and sobbed, rocking to and fro, to and fro.
"What has she done to deserve this? It's all my fault… my fault… "
It was morning when they drag him out of the cell.
"Where is my mother?! Dann it! Answer me!"
He had struggled then. Biting, pushing, punching, kicking, biting…
The bruised guard unwillingly muttered, "You will see her later."
Yes, he did see her later. Tied upon a pole, surround by golden grass.
"NO! No! Let her go!"
It was only then he had resorted on using his magic. Threw both his guards away.
He tried to reach his mother, but seconds after throwing the guards, arrows was embedded on both his legs, render him onto the ground, useless.
"I knew it! This boy is a druid! Burn him!"
The crowd had cheered. The knights looked grim but… they did nothing to help Merlin.
"Burn the witch!"
"NOO! Please! Ler her go. It was all me. I am to blame. Not her! Please! I beg of you! Please!"
His mother… she smiled.
"I love you, Merlin. And know that I am so proud to call you as my son!"
He screamed. Glasses exploded, anything, everything brittle were turned to dust. But the fire did not reduce. Nor did her screams.
He was numb by the time they tied him to the pole. Tears were pouring freely from his eyes.
When the torch was lit, Merlin looked up, straight into Uther Pendragon's eyes.
"Why did I ever save you?"
The last image Merlin saw and heard was Arthur's horrified eyes, Gaius and Gwen's shouts and struggles.
"MERLIN!"
And he woke up.
"Shh…. Merlin. It's alright. Everything's fine. It's just a dream. Just a really bad dream."
Wha-?
"Mom?"
"Yes Merlin, it's me."
"…b-but…but they burned you… and then me and an-…"
"shh… it's a dream, Merlin. You're going to be fine. See, we're right here. Healthy as ever."
"A dream?"
"Yes, Merlin, a dream."
"A dream.. just a dream…"
"Yes. A dream."
"Just a bad dream…"
Is it?
prologue done!
Now, i need you opinions on this story, please~ is it, okay? bad? downright awful?
PS: i need an awesome someone, patient to be my beta reader, please? with a cherry on top? cause, there's a hell lot of mistakes in... well, everything i wrote. hehe. sorry, readers, for killing your brain cells. . so, anyone up for the job? ... please? i am new in the...beta-thingy thing.
PPS: sorry if i offended you anyhow anywhen anywho.