Here is my first fanfic, I plan on continuing it, but I can't promise anything. Don't be afraid to read, it could be much worse... at least, I think my grammar is correct :P So, here goes nothing...
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He was still shocked after seeing Freya.
Freya!, he thought.
He so desperately wanted to see her again. But seeing her once again opened all of his old wounds. He couldn't support the fact that she was so close and yet so far away from him. Feeling her presence so near, but yet unable to attain her, touch her.
He remembers, and will surely always remember that fatal day when he saw her for the first time...as the lady of the lake. He had felt so nervous when he had approached the lake.
How will she react?, he had thought.
He was there, alive! While she was... not living. He didn't even know what to call what she was... or wasn't? He couldn't find the right words for her state. All she told him, was that she became one with lake. Her spirit wanted so strongly to live, watch over him, that the lake took pity of her and merged their spirit together. He didn't quite understand what all that meant, but if he could go see her because of that, then he didn't mind at all.
So, once he was on the lake and saw her emerge from the water, Excalibur in hand, at that instant, he couldn't remember a lovelier sight. He almost died so many times, saved lives maybe twice that number, and yet, he never felt so...complete... happy to be alive until he finally saw her.
Floating, gliding over the water to reach to him, she seemed so ethereal... magical. His heart skipped a beat, but when she finally passed him the sword, he couldn't move. He feared that amidst everything she hated him or just didn't ever want anything to do with him again.
"Merlin? Merlin", she laughed. "Are you alright or is it that you don't want Excalibur? Because if you want, we can just postpone the destiny of Albion to let's say... a thousand years?"
He shook his head laughing lightly after seeing that she was still full of... life.
"No, I was just wondering how that would be. I mean... you being here, alive. Not that I don't like the fact that I can see you again, but... how?"
"You remember sending my body away on the lake?"
He nodded slightly before she continued.
"Well, the lake, like almost everything surrounding Camelot is magic. It sort of has a spirit, like the nature, except that it's a lake... Yet, when I died my last will was to protect you and since magic was part of me all my life because of the curse, it seems as though the lake heard my prayer. The next thing I knew, I was here... part of the lake. It shared its knowledge with me, and that's when I learned your true destiny. So..."
She was then cut off at this point when the roar of Kilgharrah rang through the forest. Startled, they both look up to see the great dragon flying over their heads. He then landed on the coast waiting for Merlin.
"So here I am now. But you have to go, Arthur and all the others await."
She tried giving him the sword, but he still wouldn't move.
"I don't want to leave you. Arthur is surrounded by many who wants to help him. He doesn't need me."
She looked him in the eyes, seeing to the core of his soul.
"Merlin, you know that the truth is that he couldn't live without you, he wouldn't even be able to tie his shoes without you, so stop degrading yourself. As for me, do not worry, I won't go anywhere. It looks like the lake isn't ready to let me go as I you."
He reluctantly took the sword from her and went back to Kilgharrah. He didn't say a word, because he knew he wouldn't be able to leave her if he talk to her any further. He was glad, he could come back to her any time, and seeing that she wasn't mad made him even happier, and yet... He couldn't shrug the feeling of guilt that still remained deep inside of him. However, he would have to deal with those feelings later, Arthur was now his top priority. He climbed on the back of the great dragon, and he looked one last time in her direction before they took off.
Once they were far away, and she couldn't see them anymore, she faded away silently praying for Merlin's safety.
