The Dragon Tamer's Silent Fall
Summary: A prophecy foretold by an ancient druid, some 500 years ago, speaks of a time when hope seems to finally be restored to Albion, when a golden era held in high reverence by magical beings all over is almost upon them - a dark force strikes and the purest of magical beings, the strongest and the one to hold all hope for the future of Albion, will fall to the control of another. His magic will be conquered and he will face a myriad of struggles to regain control as kingdoms are attacked and peace and tranquillity seem like a hopeless and distant dream...
He had never before been afraid of being backstabbed by someone close to him. And, until Morgana's betrayal, he'd never had reason to worry about it.
But Morgana's backstabbing was quite metaphorical. He had not actually been stabbed in the back by her – though he was sure she would have loved to.
But it was also due to the fact that he had never been particularly close friends with anyone before anyway – not until Merlin stumbled into his life, that is, and somehow managed to warm over the prince's previously obnoxiously cool heart and find his own place in there. And after him (and thanks to him, too), he had found himself becoming more and more attached to a different servant – Guinevere.
The others followed steadily, eventually ending up as his knights – noble-hearted Lancelot, adventure-loving joker Gwaine, Gwen's amiable brother Elyan, even Percival, quiet but strong and good-hearted. And Leon had always been there, his right-hand man – or right-hand knight, throughout the years.
But Merlin had always been first – his first real friend; the first person to actually challenge his thoughts and speak their mind to their prince; always the first to follow him out to battle, unarmed yet without hesitation.
The first to let him know what it was to have a best friend who was loyal to a fault, self-sacrificing to the point that his actions were almost predictable, and completely, undeniably, one hundred percent trust-worthy. He contradicted him in every way, yet they clicked in a fashion that it was almost as if they were made to work together.
He couldn't have ever wished for a better friend, he thought.
That was, until he received the biggest shock of his life through the ultimatebetrayal ...
When Merlin stabbed him in the back.
Dedicated to dodo.123 ~ cuz it's her birthday! :D Everyone, wish her a good one, aight? ;) Cheers mate, I posted this up early just for that. :P
A/N – There you go. Teaser. ;) I've got some pretty big plans for this story, but it will definitely take some time to write, so I thought – hey, what the heck, I'll give them a bit of a taste. The next thing I post up will be the actual prologue, and then the story begins…
Review, please? And, yes, I know you guys don't know what the heck this is supposed to mean, or why the hell Merlin is going around stabbing Arthur (bad boy!) – no, this isn't a dark!Merlin fic, by the way – but all questions will be answered… in due time. ;) *feels smart* Lol.
Cheers~
izzy
