AN: This is my first fnafiction, as I have finnaly found the resolve to get up and put the effort into writing a story. Note that this is very much AU, and that it takes place 1x11. Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin. If I did, the whole thing would be Mergana!3
Prolouge:
I never knew. If I did, I would have tried even harder to stop Arthur from killing the unicorn. Who would have known that, inexplicably, Morgana's life was tied to the unicorn? That, somehow, Morgana was the unicorn.
You see, magic is a complicated thing. The basics; use it for good, you mess up. Use it for bad, you wreak havoc. I figured that out long ago. But what I never knew is that you can tie someone's life to a creature, and make them periodically change into the creature themselves. Sounds great, right? get someone to tie your life to a dragon, and live forever. That's not how it works. The catch is that the creator can transport the creature to their new home, but when they change back, they have to get back themselves. That's the tricky part. How can someone just waltz home, when they have an arrow in their side, and a chunk of their skull missing?!
I watched in horror as the arrow cut through the air, aiming at its target. The poor unicorn had no chance. I'm supposed to protect creatures of magic, but how can I when my best friend and master is one of the best hunters in Camelot?
Moments before the arrow struck, the unicorn's eyes changed. Instead of the soft, understanding brown, they were now sharp, intelligent jade eyes. I knew those eyes. Those eyes that sought me out, that I had stared into many a time, in longing. Those eyes haunted my dreams, and stalked my waking hours. A chill ran down my spine.
Those were Morgana's eyes.
AN: Please R&R, I would love to hear how it went! I know it's short, but it's a prolouge. Constructive criticism is appreciated! Cookies to all reviewers!