The moon shone bright again as the witch managed to rise above water. She could see lights on the bank, but she panicked as she felt she was unable to touch the bottom of the lake with her feet. She had learnt to swim when she was pretty young and so she couldn't explain why she was suddenly afraid of water. She used to love it. Now she was too weak. Yet she wanted to live. She just wanted so badly to live. She could hear music and she could see people on the bank. In fact, the place looked completely different from the one she'd come to just a couple of minutes ago. Yet the witch did not have time to register those things as she was struggling to survive.

Morgana was not far from the bank now. If only she could gather the energy to get out. She just shouted for help as she felt she wouldn't be able to go on. Then she heard someone saying that there was someone in the lake and soon someone jump near to where the witch was. Morgana hardly had time to register who the man was before she fainted in his arms. Of all the people, it had to be her mortal enemy: Merlin.


Merlin was bored. He was hardly in the mood for that party, but he didn't have a choice. It was only business and he just had had so many centuries to test his business skills. In fact, he had tested so many things all those centuries that had passed since Arthur's death.

At first, he had used to mourn his friend. He was depressed, lonely and lost. He had looked for every possible way of bringing him back. Meanwhile, he had grown old and all his friends had started to die until Merlin was the only left. However, he didn't give up. He went all over the world, Aithusa being his only companion. He had turned her into a pigeon so they wouldn't have any problem. But as the time passed by, he realized he could not go on like that. He tried to live his own life. It wasn't easy. He missed his friends. He was just so old and tired, but it seemed that death wouldn't choose him no matter how much time would pass. He had even tried to kill himself with Arthur's sword. It was painful, but the wound healed eventually.

In the end, Merlin decided to start a new life. He learnt everything he could learn and got involved in everything he could get involved. He read a lot, traveled a lot. He even became young again due to his power. Nevertheless, nothing was meant to last. Eventually, all the people he had learnt to care would get old and die. And it kept happening over and over again. The warlock had to suppress his feelings. He could have everything he wanted – wealth, luxury, power ; but never love and friendship. As he didn't like to be alone, he soon learnt how to amplify his wealth. He was aware that his friends, his girls were there just for his money, but he didn't care as long as he wasn't alone. He never married. He never allowed any relationship to last more than three years. He never stood in a city more than fifteen years. He would return after a century again.

Merlin knew he was the most wanted bachelor. He was rich. He was hot. The warlock decided to flit a little with the girls around. His business partner just happened to have a lovely daughter and he just happened to be alone at the time. They chatted and dance. She was clever and well-educated. Maybe, a bit too bossy and arrogant, but that's how his new world was like. Merlin himself had become quite arrogant. It wasn't like he didn't care for the less fortunate. He's made thousands of donations. He'd helped every person that had asked for his help. He'd built hospitals and designed new villages for the poor ones. However, there was something about him. Maybe, his air of superiority or his confidence that was reflected in his posture, in the way he walk, talk, in the way he commanded his employees or dealt with his competitors.

Merlin started to have some fun with Freda. They watched the eclipse from the bank. He'd seen so many eclipses during the time, but that one was quite special. The warlock knew that something unusual was about to happen. He could sense the old religion hanging on the air. But it was more than the mark of the old religion; that magic was quite familiar to him. It reminded him of things he had wanted to forget.

Since Camlann he had never seen Morgana again. He had even looked for her. After a while He had suspected that she had died. All he could have ever found was that she had gone to a mysterious lake and no one had ever seen her again. It was no wonder considering she had went to a very dangerous place. He didn't want to imagine what had happened with her. That place was inhabited by devils. Morgana had been just too obsessed to have power that had been willing to sacrifice anything. Pity, she hadn't known the legend. He'd gone to that place, too, but he had been unable to find a single trace of her. What had really happened there was a mystery even after so many centuries.

Strangely as it seems, he was exactly in the same place. No one had ever heard about those devils for centuries. Legend said they had been locked in that lake by a strong magic being. Truth been said, Merlin had never seen them. Yet, he knew they were real. They just waited to be summoned by the blood of a very powerful witch. Morgana happened to be a witch and a very powerful one. She was meant to be used as sacrifice for those dark spirits.


When he heard the cry for help, Merlin instantly jumped in the water. However, he never expected to see her there. She recognized him, but was too weak to stay conscious. Morgana was unchanged. Even her dress was the same: the same old dark lace dress he had hated so much and which had always made her look so damn sexy. Why was he thinking that she was sexy?

Freda called the ambulance while he tried to perform CPR on her. What was wrong with her? Why was she there? There were just too many questions he needed an answer.

It seemed she was just over-tired and suffered of a form of anemia. That was the diagnostic of the doctor. It wasn't anything, but it was less than he had expected. After all, who knows what she had done all that time? They would perform further investigations to be sure and as a result she would have to stay in hospital a bit longer.

"She must wake up after an infusion with glucose and vitamins." The nurse told to him. She did wake up, indeed. Meanwhile, he had removed her magic just to be sure she wouldn't do something stupid upon seeing him so close to her and hurt someone in the process. The nurses would take care of her. She wouldn't need that magic anymore.

He was right. Her first thought was to strike him with her magic. She was furious. It took his all energy to explain to her that he meant no harm to her this time. It took her even longer to tell him what had happened. At first, she refused to tell him. However, he had some suspicions that she was actually from the past. It was impossible for him not to have found her otherwise. Plus, it was quite strange for someone to wear the same type of dress for over a millennium. He just asked her if she knew how many centuries had passed since Arthur's death and suddenly she started to bump him with questions.

"Has Arthur died? When? Who is the king? Where are the others? Where is she? What he meant about centuries? Is she in the past?" and so on…Moreover, he needed a lot of energy in order to explain her why she shouldn't pull that needle out of her arm. He even tried to explain her that they would have to sting her in order to take some blood, but it was a complete failure. Merlin had to talk with the nurses to leave her a day as she was afraid of needles and so on...

When he came the next day, she was calmer. There were just so many things Morgana couldn't understand, and she figured over the night that she couldn't deal without him. The nurses were speaking about things she had never heard before. One of them had a "flight" Sunday morning. Another complained that her son spent too much time in front of computer. Then, there was that discussion about "cars" and something about Morgana wanting to watch a "film" on which she agreed thinking that it was a type of dish. Somehow she skipped the part when the nurse used the verb "watch" as she was very hungry. She almost jumped down the bed as on the wall in front of her appeared a tiger. And there were all those lights outside and that horrible noise. She actually went under the bed as a strange device, she later found out that it was called phone, started to make some strange noises all of the blue. In just a couple of hours, she missed Merlin more than she had ever missed him in years (if she had ever missed him). Yet it was her that demanded him to go.

However, he couldn't come early in the morning as he had promised due to traffic jam and some urgent calls he had to do. The nurses had to take her blood and it turned into a torture as she refused to allow them. They promised that it wouldn't hurt. Explained her that it was for her own sake. Yet, she kept refusing. However, one of the nurses who had noticed just how much she liked to eat threatened her to not give her anything to eat until she allow them to take her blood.

Probably, part of her calmness was due to the fact that she was dizzy after her long fight with the nurses and after losing some of her blood...


Honestly, I didn't know if I should torture Morgana more by adding the devils in the story and the part with the sacrifice. However, I didn't intend to turn my story into a horror fic or something like that. If you really want that part I can try, but it's not actually my cup of tea.