Author's Note: This is my first Pendragon fanfic. It may seem boring in the beginning but this is just the beginning. All of the questions you have been wondering out will be answered. Please review so I will know if you would like me to continue writing! Thank you!
The Story of Samuel Dane
Chapter One: The arrival of Sam
It was May 1st, 1952, a bright sunny day. The sky was blue, and no clouds were in sight. Margaret Dane was picking tomatoes in her little garden in the back of her house. Her garden was her most prized possession of all the things she owned. She was humming a care free tune that she had heard the other day. The tune was like no other, it was a soft, relaxing hum that she had heard coming from her shed. But when she had opened the door, nothing unordinary was there except a piece of moon rock that had fallen from the meteor shower the other day.
Suddenly she heard a faint crying sound, like a baby's cry. She rushed over to the front door of her house and was shocked with what she saw. On her doorstep was a little baby, with the bluest eyes she had ever seen. She picked the baby up, looking for the person who had left it, but had no luck. Who would leave a precious baby all alone, she thought. As if her thoughts were answered, a little piece of paper fell out of the baby's bright blue blanket. It read, "Margaret, take care of this baby, for he will lead to great things," and it was unsigned.
She brought the baby inside and decided to warm up some milk, her thoughts still in shock. For many years she had been wanting to have a child of her own, but never thought the day would come, for she still hadn't found that special someone. After she fed the baby some milk, she decided to take a quick little drive to the police station, to see if anyone had reported a missing baby. Again, she had no such luck. The policeman said that she should take the baby to the local orphanage but Margaret argued that there were precise instructions for her to take care of the child. So the policeman told her to sign a contract for adoption, and Margaret found herself with a brand new baby boy named Samuel, for that was the street name-Samuel Street- she lived on.