The Beginning
Arthur
A 10 year old little girl is on her way to visit her aunty and bring her the strawberries that she picked from her garden; she has long curly golden blonde hair and radiant blue eyes. Her dress is white, and she has a crown of daisies in her hair. She smiles as she sings softly to no one in particular.
"One little strawberry, sweet and red, sweet and red, sweet and red;
One little strawberry, sweet and red, plucked from my garden.
One little blue jay, blue and sweet, blue and sweet, oh so sweet;
One little blue jay, blue and sweet, sings to me in my garden."
She begins to hum the music as she picks the strawberries. She smiles to her self as she hums. A growling awakens her of the reality of a danger. She turns and finds herself face to face with a very large wolf that is almost as big as her if not more. She screams out for help, sounding desperately and not like a frightened child.
A boy with curly golden blonde hair and aqua blue eyes dressed in a red shirt and brown slacks, which looks about the same age as her. He stands between her and the wolf, holding a cross bow in hand he shoots the ground before the wolf's feet scaring it away. Thanking the boy she asks his name.
"My name is Arthur. What's your name?" He asks grinning smiling at her with those blue eyes that seem to smile too.
"Katrina, how can I repay you for saving me?" She said looking him in the eye, they were the same height.
"It's my duty to save damsels in distress." He said grinning sheepishly.
"I know! You can have the fresh strawberries from my garden!" She handed him the white basket out to him. He looks at the strawberries and blushes sheepishly. "You can keep the ribbon on the basket as a reminder of this day." She said taking the red ribbon she had on the basket and tying it around his wrist. His smile grew wider and he simply took two handfuls of strawberries and but them in the front of his shirt in which he was using as a makeshift basket. "Since you won't take them all, I'll give you a kiss to say how truly thank you I am." She then leaned in and kissed him on the cheek and ran off, he was bright red almost as red as the strawberries. She turned when she reached the opening in the trees and waved back to him then ran off. From that day on, Arthur always wore the ribbon as a good luck charm, and when he got to old to ware it in public; he put it in a box of the most precious things he had, like a lock of his mother's hair, and her locket.
Merlin
The same little girl Arthur had met, a year before they had met was sitting by a stream in a deep blue dress; play with a ball of water that she had formed in her hands. Her were silver as she concentrated on the ball. A boy with midnight black hair, and golden brown eyes, and rather large ears, stared at her in wonderment from behind a tree. He steps on a tree branch and she drops the ball because she stars at him bewildered and scared.
"Who are you?" She asks curiously.
"My name is Merlin. You can do magic!" He said his face breaking into a grin.
"Yeah, so…you aren't going to tell anyone are you?" She said worried.
"No...I can do magic to…let me show you." He walked over closer to the waters edge, he reached down into the water cupping it in his hands and as he lifted it up his eyes flash gold and the water flies from his hands into little tiny droplets that create a spider web pattern in the air infront of them, it makes a beautiful spider web-rainbow.
The little girl smiles happily clapping her hands in glee.
"It's beautiful Merlin!" she said smiling still as he let the water drop back into the stream.
"I'm very glad you like it…what's your name?" He asks shyly.
"Katrina, where are you? We need to be heading home." A male's voice said.
"I'll be there in a second father." She called to the trees. Turning back to Merlin she kisses his cheek and whispers, "Thank you for the present Merlin, I hope I meet you again." and runs out into the woods to meet her father.
"You're welcome Katrina." He sighs happily.
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And thus our story begins. I hope you like this little view into Merlin and Arthur's past. I can just see little Merlin sighing happily after she runs off. And little brave Arthur turning so very red…Isn't it so sweet! Well hope you like this chapter; I'm not sure if the next one is as good but it'll have to do.