Disclaimer: Everything Merlin belongs to BBC. I only own the characters that have never made an appearance in the show before.
I really needed to write something after I just saw the last episode of Series 5. Did anyone else cry? I certainly did. And on Christmas Eve too! That totally ruined my Christmas for me
Prologue
She ran. She ran as fast as she could. But she knew she would never be able to outrun them all. The knights were too fast, too scary. She could try putting them all to sleep, but that needed lots of power, power she didn't have right now. She didn't have much time. She was running out of breath. She would have to do something fast. It would still be dangerous if she managed to get away as most of the knights have seen her face and would be able to recognise her on the spot; the hood from her green cloak had fallen when she had first taken flight. But it would be even more dangerous for her if she was captured. She would be tortured then sentenced to death.
Why did she convince her mother that she would be safe going alone? After all, Ealdor was so far away from Camelot. She couldn't even turn to the druids for help. They almost killed her on sight, though they were peaceful people. She knew they would not accept her. Not after Emrys 'turned his back' on them.
She looked around wildly, her heart thumping in her chest. Spotting a trail, she flew down it, the knights of Camelot hot on her heels. She didn't have enough magic yet to stop them. She tripped over a root and went sprawling onto the forest floor. She quickly stood up and began running again. She suddenly found herself sprawled on the ground again. She turned over onto her back, gasping for breath. Winded, she could only stare at the mace wrapped around her ankles. Gathering her wits, she reached over to try and untangle herself. She gave a small sob as the knights came upon her, gathering around her in a circle. Looking around at the knights, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, her bright blue eyes flashed gold and a few of the knights flew back into trees and were knocked out. Two knights let their arrows fly from their crossbows, one arrow piercing her arm, and the other piercing her leg. She let out a scream, crying out for help, though she knew none would come.
Back in Camelot, Merlin woke up from his sleep, panting for breath. He thought he had just heard someone scream in his dreams.
There. The prologue. Have a Merry Christmas everyone, though mine would be absolutely miserable after tonight's episode.