This is my first Merlin fic! Please, Read and Review and tell me if it's good or not!

Setting: After Season 2

Absolutly NO SLASH BETWEEN MERLIN AND ARTHUR!

The Necklace of Iridin

Prologue

Merlin winced and growled "Ow!" as the sharp thorns from the blackberry bush pricked his finger as he tried to take its fruit. He hissed in annoyance and dropped the berry into the basket he was carrying.

He looked at the baskets contents wondering if this would be enough for Arthur's blackberry sauce. He grit his teeth. He and Arthur may be two sides of the same coin but sometimes Arthur could be so pompous! Like today, for dinner Arthur wanted blackberry sauce with his pheasant, and who had to risk his fingers to get Arthur his precious blackberry sauce?

Merlin!

Merlin shook his head and gave up. Looking around he made sure that nobody was watching before whispering "Berothin hevlyn" Merlin's eyes flashed gold and the berries flew off their treacherous stems and into the basket.

Merlin smiled in triumph, and was so preoccupied with his small victory over the plant that he didn't notice the small figure running right into him.

The blackberries scattered everywhere, as the basket went flying. Merlin himself was knocked backwards. "You know how long that's going to take to pick those up?" He asked annoyed until he saw what the figure was running from.

A party of King Olaf's men was running at him brandishing swords and yelling. Merlin was suddenly terrified as he scrambled up off the ground, the figure already racing down the path.

Merlin felt a hand on the back of his jacket pulling him backwards. He spun around to find one of Olaf's knights holding his sword high about to bring it down on Merlin's head.

An arrow struck the knight in the chest and he tumbled down the rest of his companions staring at the feathered tip. "RUN!" A girls voice echoed through the trees and Merlin ran.

One of the knights must have had a crossbow and shot a bolt at him. Merlin's eyes glowed gold as he instinctively deflected the bolt. "Hectulr" Merlin shouted and the knight to his left fell.

Another arrow whipped past him burring itself in another one of Olaf's men, then another with surprising accuracy.

Apparently so did the knight with the crossbow and aimed in the direction of the arrows. He pulled the trigger just as an arrow struck him down as well.

A cry went up and he saw the small figure in the woods to his right sink to its knees. Merlin turned to the remaining knights. "Hel beneth fortheya" He yelled and they flew backwards and were struck my trees, then slumped on the ground.

Merlin ran to the figure in the woods, the one who had saved his life.

It was a young girl no more than twelve, with long black hair, a thin nose and pale lips, three thin scars were left on the girls cheek and she was dressed like a man, with a quiver of arrows lying beneth her, a discarded longbow on her right. She looks like Freya Merlin thought and his heart gave a painful lurch. He had closed that painful memory out of his mind for so long.

Then Merlin noticed the small dark spot quickly growing on her right arm. He saw the bolt, its tip bloody in her left hand she was screwing up her face in pain.

Merlin lifted her tunic sleeve to see the wound, and he bound it with his red scarf. The wound was traced in a dark ink. Intrigued, Merlin lifted her sleeve up to her shoulder, revealing the Druid symbol etched into the skin of her arm. "Done looking?" She rasped startling him.

"What's your name?" He asked, she pressed her lips together in pain. Just like Freya used to. He shut the thought out.

"My name is Fella." She said then screwed up her face again.

"Don't worry you'll be safe with me." He promised. She looked at him through half closed eyes.

"I'm not safe anywhere." She said.

So is it good? Is it bad? Tell me please!

The spells Merlin uses are not actual ones used in the show,

I couldn't find any list of them anywhere so if you want to send me a list or anything PM me!