. new fic! um all i've written of it is what you see below, and as i'm atempting NaNOWriMo this year it may be a while before i update this, but i wanted to get it out there.

synopsis: in the last centurys of its like the planet earth pulled out every trick in the book to keep things going, this meant bringing back the dragons of old who had protected the first humans, magic returned, but it was not welcom, the children of technology and science feared magic and those who used it believed it to be an abomination, a plan was hatched vast fleets of gient ships were built and named after old empires, ottoman, roman, albion. now the earht has died and the fleets have set off to find a new home, but all is not well, those who escaped the culling of abominations hide in the shadowy depths of the ships and they seek revenge, it falls upon the young son of a hydroponics farmer to protect the camelot Ship-Prince arthur, even if it does mean he has to work as the prats assistant.

i dont own merlin. wish i did but i dont.

Camelot AE

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The woman ran as fast as her feet would carry her, she ignored the stinging heat of freshly crusted lava from the nearby volcano she had to get to her son she tried to call out to the boy but soot caught in her mouth and she coughed violently. She prayed for someone to help she was so close so nearly there. That's when she saw the flow headed towards her, she felt paralysed her son finally caught sight of her and ran towards her as fast as his infant legs wound carry him. She looked form the boy to the lava, hoping he would make it to safety. A man with black hair fell from the sky "I call upon the cold!" he shouted in a heavy Norwegian accent, there was a shimmer in the air and ice spread over the lava forcing it to become a barrier that spread out. The man had greying hair now. "I've done what I can, to risk anything else now, would put us all in danger. we're the last, we must hurry a second eruption is due." He turned and started to run. The mother picked up her young son. "You're one of them aren't you!" she called after him. "We must hurry!" he called back. "You are! I never thought I'd meet one. So the rumours are true. It's back, as the world ends it has gifted the few?" he turned to look at her an unreadable look on his face, "we must hurry" he said again as she came next to him. "Can you fly?" the young boy asked speaking for the first time. The man shook his head, no. "Then how did you fall form the sky? What can you do." The man turned to the boy with a hint of gold in his eyes. "Magic" with a wave of his hand the dust and soot clogged air cleared in front of them forming a path to the beach where a boat was waiting. As they ran the lady asked "what's your name stranger?" he called over his shoulder. "Fredrick van Guildhause y daughter Hunith is already in the boat." He ran on in silence until they were in the boat, a teen of about fourteen sat at the helm of the boat his eyes settled on the harried mother and too calm boy. "Who are they?" He asked with out preamble, the mother reached out a hand for him to shake "I'm Maeve Oakvale this is my son, ballinor." Fredrick growled at the young man in charge of driving the boat. "Gaius we haven't time for this! Move!" the teen looked at the 7 year "but he's a dragonlord! He could fly us" Fredric shouted at the teen. "He needs a dragon first! Now get this boat moving!" with a flash of golden eyes the current around the boat shifted and when the motor started the current aided them out to sea, despite the tide going in. ballinor went and sat next to the other child in the boat, she was a girl of about his age she had deep brown hair and soft silverblue eyes, he felt safer near her, it felt right for them to sit at each others side.

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The dragon swooped down spitting a ball of fire at the hover tank. The soldiers jumped away as the vehicle burst into flames. One of them took aim before a young man of about 17 appeared out of the fog in between them and the dragon "Venara go, they did not know this was your territory go old friend." The dragon let out a growl and left. Ballinor sighed, this was the third time he had had to call off a fight. Ten years ago he met fredrick Van Guildhause when the 'sorcerer' rescued him and his mother from what was left of his island. It was shortly after that he discovered why he mother had been fatally wounded by the lava and volcanic dust and he hadn't he was a third generation dragon lord, he still laughed when he thought of the day he found out why his father really left, he left to be with his dragon, the same dragon who ballinor had just sent away, the young dragon lord was now an orphan. He still wasn't used to the fact that there were actually dragons out there, and magic. But the world was dying and nature it seamed was bringing back the tricks it used to get started, dragons to control the dinosaurs, magic to aid the early humans. Only now there were the children of technology and they didn't want to be herded by 'mythical beasts' and saw no use for magic.

"This land is not yours! You are trespassing. I am willing to let you go. My kin isn't, so choose which of us you wish to deal with" he called, the army men had big guns that shot high calibre bullets they also shot high voltage pellets that were easier to shoot and lasted longer. they had rocket launchers and machine guns. The seventeen year old, boy, who stood in front of them held a broken looking sword and wore patched leather instead of armour. "We are here under the orders of Earths leaders you will move or we will move you." One called. "You should know, I will not strike first, but I will strike last." Ballinor called back gripping his sword harder. "The Earth government sent us!" the same soldier shouted. Aiming his gun at the centre of balinor's head. "And the Earth herself sent me. Who do you think holds more power" the young dragon lord said. As soon as the words were out of his mouth the soldier took his shot. Fog curled up obscuring his view when it cleared up the teen was gone.

A slight shift in the air was the only warning the soldier had before a sword cut through the end of his gun. He spun it round to hit the dragonlord but was met with a boot to the face. His vision blurred, as he fought to regain his bearings he saw the dragon lord blur into the fog before one of his comrades disappeared. "Suppression fire! All angles!" he roared as they followed the command forming a circle and fired out into the fog. They paused to listen out for any signs of the target. The soldier turned around in time to see the fog shift and pulse clearing to show one of his men injured. "All angles!" he shouted raiseinghis gun and firing up into the air as well as forward they stopped firing again. This time when he turned around ballinor was standing there in the middle of their circle. "Leave now" the teen said simply. The soldiers all took aim before the fog swooped in distorting their view once more. When it cleared, only the leader was left standing. "I tried it the nice way, your name soldier?" Ballinor asked. "Dubois, Sir Tristain Dubois. My men are they dead?" Tristain asked without a hint of fear. "Probably, I know I did not mean to kill any of them, merely to knock them out. You understand why I have left you conscious?" Tristain nodded in answer to Ballinor's question.

"Tell your leader this area is off limits. Here be dragons and they just wish to be left to die in peace." Ballinor said with a hint of anger. His eyes turned silver and the fog cleared completely. "He wont like that," ballinor didn't seem at all perturbed by the thought so Tristain changed the subject. "The fog how it is you control it? The files said dragon lords didn't posses magic." Ballinor laughed. "Don't believe everything you read sir, a dragons fire is connected to its soul always there always burning bright. A dragon fly's by manipulating the air it isn't 'magic' like most know it, a dragon commands the elements only, as do dragon lords." Sir Tristain inclined his head. "My brother in law will be furious and come with an entire army if it looks like you took mercy and left me unscathed." Ballinor sighed. "How severe do you wish it to be?" the soldier frowned in concentration. "Make it look good" ballinor smiled. "I think I might have liked you had you not been on the wrong side." Tristain laughed. "And there is the problem; both of us believe we are on the side of the angels." Ballinor shrugged and then thrust his sword out and spun the result was a long painful looking cut across Dubois chest. Tristain raised his sword in defence and ballinor nodded before he passed his arm across the edge of Tristain's sword. He would return to uthur pendragon with a cut and dragonlord blood on his sword, the king would assume ballinor had died after causing bodily harm to his brother in law. He turned and walked away from ballinor never turning back had he done so he would have seen a young female emerge form the fog. "You needn't have given so much blood my love." She said as she placed a bandage on his cut and whispered a spell. "Hunith, don't waste your magic, the more you use it the more tired you are, please save it up, for when it is truly needed." She sighed. "I wish I was like my brother, Gaius never need worry about his magic weakening him" ballinor hugged her close. "Everyone is different, if what the profits say is true, one day we will have a beautiful child and he will be more powerful than all of us, just think one day something our love made will bring joy to all who survive." Hunith laughed. "that was disgustingly corny my love, I'm definitely telling the dragon" "Don't!" "Definitely." "Please I'll never here the end of it!" "You can't stop me, we both know the dragon prefers me to you anyway" Hunith said before running towards their home where a bored dragon awaited their return.

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Hunith slapped the fussing hands of her brother away. "Gaius please! This is going to be the last time I see you or my husband for some time. I would very much like to get through it without having you giving me a medical lecture on giving birth in space." Gaius put the stethoscope he had been about to apply to her swollen belly away. "Of course sister, sorry. But you're sure the baby is ok?" Hunith laughed at her brother. "Yes, yes, he's fine. Due in a couple of weeks time." Gaius smiled at his sister trying not to cry. "I wish we could go on the same ship." He said. She smile ruefully "you know it would not be safe for my son there. you have only managed to get a spot on Camelot because you are the greatest physician there is. but no, I can already feel his" She stopped talking as someone walked past, Gaius knew she would have said magic. This intrigued him, the child was not yet born, but already had enough magic for it to be recognised by Hunith. The boy would indeed be powerful. "Any idea?" he asked the question asked to all those with magic having a child, Gaius's magic was medical and potency manipulation. e could heal with a touch enhance the properties of his medicines. But all things must have balance, he could harm with a touch, if ever he were to encounter poison its potency would increase. "I don't know yet, it's odd, mother often said with you and I she felt our magic or specialty before we were born but Merlin, I feel so much, he will have control of time, and fire, and so much more I can already feel."

"Then he truly is the one we have waited for?" they turned to see ballinor walking towards then he wore 'normal' clothes and his long hair had been braided close to his head, no one looking for the last dragonlord would recognise him. Hunith felt tears well in her eyes. "do not cry my love. Our son will grow to be Emrys. It is a great honour that has befallen us. I'm only sorry I can't be there for him yet." Gaius stepped forward hugging his brother in law. "surely there must be a way old friend" ballinor shook his head sadly. "alas my dear friend even with this disguise I would be recognised eventually, it would be too dangerous for all of you, for the boy." Gaius's eyes turned gold and a near by branch cracked and creaked threatening to fall. at a warning glance from Hunith he focused again and the branch healed itself. "careful brother control your anger." Ballinor growled a deep growl. "he is right to be angry, you see it don't you my love my wife." Hunith nodded, she never asked for her magic or 'abomination' as most referred to it, she saw the truth of things, she saw what should be, but rarely what was. she didn't know if it was just because people kept messing up, or because her powers supplied her the alternative that would never come to pass.

"uthur should have sent the dragon lords to flush nimueh out, for her treachery and betrayal of those with magic and the pendragons, she had it in her to bring about Albion's bright future. but in her jealousy she chose vindictive murder." Ballinor raised an eyebrow at Hunith quiet words. "had the dragon lords flushed her out and shown uthur that, despite his hatred, the 'cursed abominations' would still aid him in bringing the killer of his queen to justice. Had that happened you and I would have been welcome aboard Camelot as a sign of gratitude. Merlin and the ship-prince would have grown up around each other, you Gaius would have taught Arthur about magic and the balance it requires, I would have cared for him as a mother would have, Emrys and the once and future king would have formed their unbreakable friend ship early." Ballinor laughed. The others looked at him puzzled, "to think, uthur has sired the greatest king ever to live, the boy will one day lead all of Albion fleet to its new home he will forever be remembered, uthur created the immortal king and he doesn't even know it, it amuses me" Hunith smiled at her husband. It was a short lived smile though as she heard acetia's engines starting up.

Ballinor heard it as well. "we must get to our ships, Gaius, neither Hunith nor I can fulfil our duties to the prince you must do what you can." Gaius nodded smiling. "my fiancé, Alice she will be on your ship seek her out, be a friend to her." A tear fell down Gaius's cheek. "I will, I will my brother. I will keep her company and ensure she is safe, this a swear to you." they hugged and Gaius turned to his sister, "Hunith, look after the boy, when he is ready send him to me and I will do my best, to unite him with the other half of his coin. ealdor is lucky to have you dear heart" Hunith hugged her brother fiercely "I have a feeling Arthur will need you in the years to come there will be many who seek to hurt uthur through his son. he is strong, I know this to be true, but he will need your wisdom brother." They separated finally and Hunith wiped a tear from her brother's cheek, "go, go, Camelot is the first to leave." He nodded at her and ran for his ship Hunith turned to her husband and found words failed her, there was so much to say so little time to say it. In the end she leant in an placed a gentle kiss to his lips "stay safe husband." She said quietly resting her head on his chest. "Stay strong wife" he replied kissing her lips gently as well and placing a hand on her swollen belly. With one last tearful glance at each other they went their separate ways.

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"Merlin!" the boy kept running after his friend. "Merlin for ships sake slow down! I won't hurt you I would never hurt you!" the raven haired boy he had been chasing stopped and turned round the glimmer of gold still in his eyes. "Will I can explain, please Will just, I'm so sorry I couldn't help it I'm…" Will cut across Merlin's rambling. "Merlin I just said it was ok. You have been my friend since we were toddlers, you're like a brother to me and I know for a fact you are not evil and in no way are you an abomination. You forget magic healed my father. I have seen the good it can do." Merlin nodded finally calming down, "I'm." he waved his hand at Will and the other young man finally remembered that several tomatoes had just exploded in his face. "um. I don't suppose you have a way of dealing with this" Will said waving his hand at his face. "Will mate, your face has always been hideous, no amount of magic will fix that." Will laughed and flicked tomato pulp at his friend, laughing when Merlin's eyes instinctually went gold and the pulp and seed suspended in mid air. With a wave of his hand the mess left Will's face and fell into the hydroponic water troth that lay under the grill at their feet. "grow and flourish" with the muttered spell a whole batch of tomato plants burst into life around the two twenty year olds. Their happy laughter echoed around the hydroponic field, as Merlin pushed Will's shoulder and ran off towards the Hab-Deck Ealdor, towards home.

Hunith sat at her table staring at the two young men. "how could you be so reckless? I know Will would never tell a soul, but you can be sure that had it been someone else, we would have a mob at our door. Calling us abominations, I have lived through that already I do not wish for you to ever experience it." The two young men sank deeper into their seats seeking refuge from the calm anger and disappointment in the mother's eyes. "Merlin the time has come for you to join your uncle" she saw them about to protest and held up a hand to stop them. "No, no. you know it was always the plan to send you to him once you were powerful enough to aid him, in keeping the prince safe." Merlin shot a look at Will who was looking puzzled. "William. Listen carefully, the boy you sit next to. Your best friend, the closest you have to a brother. He is Emrys, one day he will be the greatest warlock ever to exist. He will be a king among the magical community, and he will stand at the side of the once and future king, who is other wise known as Arthur Pendragon." Will scoffed. "I know you have no great love for Uthur, or for any other nobles, since your father was paralysed, but Arthur with Merlin's help will be different." Merlin bowed his head, he had long since accepted that his fate was sealed to a certain degree, that no matter how it happened he would help Arthur. He knew the prophecies and knew what needed to be done, but he knew as well that leaving his mother and Will would be unbearable. "Hunith smiled at him. "my dear son, do you really think I'd send you alone? I will care for Will's father." Will looked up now. "what! No I couldn't impose that upon you Hunith" she raised a hand to silence him. "it is no imposition dear Will, you have already shown an affinity for medicine so you are to go with Merlin and train under my brother when you have a little more knowledge you will come home and act as Ealdor's medic." Will thanked her profusely and hugged Merlin. Merlin stood up and went to pack his things. once he had left Hunith called for Will's attention again. "look after him, his powers are unlike any others, if he is caught" she stopped talking and will knew what she would have said. "I'll look out for him, you are like family to me Hunith. I will protect him."

so? what do you think? do you like? review and tells me.

to clear couple things up, weak sorcerers have to speak english or what ever language they normally speak to cast a spell "fire" makes fire, the more powerful ones recite the spells in the 'old tongue' this puts more power into the spell. "fire" makes a roaring fire. and dragon lords use a diferent form of magic to everyone else, "fire" calls the dragon fire they hold.

there are diferent branches of magic: healing, combative, cronologistic(manipulation of time), nature, morphic(altering matter), elemental, life&death. most have weak affinities for a couple (hunith can heal but it weakens her) and a specialty. what is diferent about merlin, what's been hinted already is that gradually he is becoming a specialist in all of them.

oh and yeah,i sent Will with him! whoop! going to have fun wiht that. basically, he goes to gaius for ad vice and will to grumble lol

sorry about any gramatic and spelling mistakes that have slipped my notice.