Merlyn was on her deathbed everything felt uncertain her love of Arthur like that of an older brother he had just sacrificed himself for Camelot.

"Hecate help me." She whispered in exasperation as she felt her wound closing in on her. Morgana had managed to stab her with a cursed blade one she'd cursed herself for the precise person had she ever found them.

Emrys she had designed the blade particularly if she had ever come into contact with Emrys and she had.

Morgana had expressed many emotions in the final moments of her demise, Betrayal, Despair and...…. Forgiveness. Before of course magically plunging the blade into Merlyn's backside typical Morgana. "Shoulda really seen that one coming." Was the only thought that went through Merlyn's head as the imbedded poisons' of the blade set to work.

Darkness began to circle her vision of the known world as a small rim of violet color swirled around her unseen by the sorceress who had already become unconicious.

"I hear you my champion I shall bring you to a brighter world and a happier ending. Whispered a honey sweet voice as the violet rim formed into smoke that swooped around her.

Hecate had taken her Emrys to Olympus to be treated interrupting a very important meeting regarding the prophecy of the seven in a very Hecate fashion.

"Apollo." She cried a figure wrapped in a cloak leaning on her as the shocked Greek Gods recovered from their heavy stupor of the interruption.

"Hecate what is the meaning of this?"Zeus demanded enraged lightning bolt pointing threateningly at her.

Hecate's held up her hand threateningly in return eyes flashing gold in a primordial fashion as she screeched. "I have no time for your self importance Zeus I am hear in regards to a champion of mine one who've I claimed as my own."

Many tense yet undeniably curious looks were thrown her way before Athena asserted herself not being one to not know something. "What Champion?"

"This is no concern of yours Master strategist." Hecate barked coldly mocking underneath if you were keen enough to catch it. "I wish to speak to Apollo on this matter of upmost urgency.

Apollo zapped down from his thrown returning to mortal height before hesitantly coming to Hecate's side.

"What can I do for you." His usually cheery self sounding for once in a long time very serious.

Hecate delicately removed the cloak wrapping the figure up to reveal a girl in very outdated clothes yet her essence was more soothing then Hestia's and it glowed brightly around the girl as if she were light itself.

Their were some gasps from the throne room for those who cared enough to spare a glance. The curiosity was surmountable in the room.

"I plucked her from the past." Hecate hastily explained to him. "I just couldn't bare to let it go on the path it was destined to."

"She needs my help." Apollo prompted quickly not wanting his father to get involved in this as Zeus had just opened his mouth to most likely chastise or punish Hecate for her actions.

"Yes another one blessed by me used a cursed blade of her own creation to stab her with it." She said stoking the girls cheek fondly.

"Please take care of her." She croaked out letting Apollo take the girl so full of light into his arms.

Looking down at the girl who made him feel at home the second she was in his arms he sincerely looked at Hecate as he said his next words. "I will."

Hecate smiled gratefully. "I'll check up on her soon I have to take care of a few things. Her name is Merlyn."

"Meryln?"He wondered as she zapped away and why does that name just not seem to fit her for some reason?

He smiled down at the girl in his arms as he took her to the infirmary where his treatment for the cursed object could begin.