Hi all. This is my attempt at a Merlin/Musketeers crossover. I haven't written anything for Merlin before so this is slight stab in the dark. I have done some for The Musketeers.
As Santiago Cabrera played Lancelot in Merlin and Aramis in the Musketeers, I saw an opportunity. I'll explain more before chapter 1.
Please note that I do not own anything and Merlin and The Musketeers are owned by the BBC. I am just borrowing the ideas. :)
Any similarities to other fics are purely coincidental.
All reviews welcome. :)
Prologue
Arthur heard some commotion around the cells. He and the knights quickly moved to the bars and Percival tried to pull the cell door that contained himself, Arthur and Elyan free. In the next cell Leon and Gwaine tried the same thing but the young man in the cell with them pushed them aside and produced lock picks from his boot. Quickly the man had opened their cell and then the other. Just then Alined's soldiers entered the room and the battle began.
Arthur watched as the young man that they had just met fought the man before him with courage and skill worthy of a knight. Although unarmed he was able to disarm his opponent before taking the broadsword and killing his opponent. The nature of the broadsword was obviously strange to him, yet he found a way to wield it with skill.
Around him, Arthur could see his knights fighting with their own personal styles to get the upper hand on their opponents. Percival lifted his man as though he weighed little more than a child and catapulted him across the room. Leon had found himself a sword and was disposing of the man before him while Elyan and Gwaine were fighting together against a man the size of Percival. Gwaine was currently holding on for dear life on the man's back with his arms wrapped around the man's neck and squeezing as tightly as possible. Elyan was dodging the man's sword before finally kicking him hard in the shins, causing the man to cry out in pain and disarming him.
Arthur turned to see his own opponent charging towards him but suddenly the man's charge halted as a sword was thrust though his back and out of his chest. The man fell to the ground and Arthur picked up his sword before looking to his saviour.
The man before him was known to Arthur but he looked so different. He wasn't wearing chainmail but what looked like a leather coat. His hair was longer and had curls that Arthur hadn't seen before. He had a full moustache and beard which made is face seem different somehow when Arthur had only seen him with light stubble. It was his eyes that hadn't changed at all. The dark brown orbs still shone fiercely and Arthur was in no doubt who this was.
Lancelot.
