A/N hello everyone here is part two of Morganas origins. Im not completely happy with it but i hope you still enjoy it ,there will be some call backs to emery's origins so i hope you remember that chapter and don't get to confused lol thank you to everyone who had reviewed this story and followed it, anyhow here it is

The Origins of Morgana Le Fay part 2

previously...

So Morgana left the hovel ready to explore, she left without a real direction and just kept on walking, she had been walking for around ten minutes before she felt something stirring inside her telling her to keep walking the way she was so she did, and she kept walking until she came to a clearing with the most beautiful lake she had ever seen, so she took of her shoes and paddled her feet, she sat there wishing she was normal wishing she wasn't a freak ,wishing she didn't feel so alone.

Meanwhile back at the hovel…

"Do you think Morganas okay my love?" asked a worried Vivienne

Gorlois looked up at his wife with a sympathetic smile before wrapping his arms around her waist

"I think she is, you have to remember she probably sees the other kids with their friends and wishes she where the same, but we can't afford to stay anywhere to long you know that Uther can never find us wed be killed straight away and god knows what would happen to Morgana" said Gorlois

And with that he pulled his wife in for a kiss, as it began to turn into something more passionate they were pulled back by a loud bang at the door. Gorlois gave his wife a confused look before walking to the door and opening it.

"I knew I would find you eventually "

His heart dropped when he saw Uther Pendragon and his knights standing at the door…

Back at the lake ….

Morgana had been sitting at the lake for over an hour, thinking about her life, she had even shed a few tears, she just wanted to be like the other children her age, she didn't want to keep moving around, running from something her parents wouldn't even explain, apparently she was too young to worry about it, it was then a few tears began to fall from her eyes hitting the water of the lake. The tears caused a ripple in the water, the ripple then turned into a wave before it turned into something you could only describe as a water tornado .Morgana looked up, fear running threw her to scared to run and to curious to see what was happening, suddenly the tornado of water dropped revealing a woman dressed in a pure white dress, this woman had the most beautiful brown hair and the kindest eyes Morgana had ever seen. The woman walked toward the edge of the lake, towards a still in shock Morgana. The woman stared at Morgana before she finally said in the most angelic voice

"Hello my child I am the lady of the lake, my name is Freya"

Morganas eyes widened as she nervously stuttered

"i-i-im Morgana, M-Morgana Le Fay"

With a soft chuckle Freya replied "I know who you are"

"h-how?" replied Morgana

"Know that's a story you are not ready to learn my child, know why are you upset?" Freya said with a small smile

For some reason Morgana knew she could trust this woman so she told her everything from the feeling of being alone, of the feeling she always felt when she remembered the day she used her magic on the people in the townsqaure , the feeling that she was a freak .

"Look at me Morgana Le Fay" Freya said in a commanding voice

Morgana looked up at Freya, tears streaming down her face

"you are special my child , you are magic , magic so pure that it gives me hope for this world ,eventually you will not feel alone anymore, you have an important future Morgana Le Fay and you're not a freak you, just haven't seen the good your magic can do"

"L-like what?" replied Morgana

"Put your hand on the grass Morgana" said Freya

Morgan placed her right hand over the grass feeling the dirt under her fingertips

"Know Morgana I want you to take a deep breath and concentrate, know clear your mind, then I want you to repeat after me béanléaga fæger béanléaga béor"

Morgana nodded nervously and took in a large breath calming herself down

"béanléaga fæger béanléaga béor" whispered Morgana

Then she felt it, the same feeling she had when she blasted back the group in the townsqaure but it felt different, it was a good feeling, a feeling of pure bliss, her eyes flashed pure gold as she released her magic for the first time that she'd ever meant it. And with it the grass started to turn greener, flowers of all different colours sprouted up out of the ground. Smiling Morgana turned around surveying her work to see a number of animals had gathered in the clearing near the lake, a pack of wolves, a family of bears, foxes, badgers and so many other animals had arrived all of them sitting and staring at Morgana. She looked back at Freya with tears of joy in her eyes at what she had done.

"you see Morgana your magic is beautiful , even the animals felt how pure it was that they searched out the source of the magic and that is you Morgana, never think that you're magic is a curse , not when you can do something like this" said Freya

"I can't believe I did something so beautiful" said Morgana as she wiped the tears from her eyes

"So when your upset remember what you did Morgana, you will eventually be able to do things that make this look small in comparison "said Freya

"What do you mean what things?" Said Morgana

A look crossed Freya's face that said I've said way to much as she replied

"That's not my story to tell and it's not your time to hear it my child, remember Morgana you won't feel alone forever" and with that Freya descended back into the water

As Freya left Morgana sat there staring out into the water, she had been staring for a few minutes before she broke down crying again, but this time it was different, it wasn't because she felt alone, it wasn't because she felt like a freak, she was crying because for the first time in her life she didn't care, she was Morgana Le Fay and she could make beautiful things happen.

With a smile on her face Morgana laid her head back in between the flowers she had just made, and with a happy sigh she closed her eyes and breathed in the new smells around her. She eventually fell into a peaceful sleep and started to dream. The dream started the same as all her dreams did ; it started in a village, she didn't know what her dream village was called but it was beautiful, children running around enjoying their play, people laughing and enjoying each other's company It was perfect ,it was something Morgana dreamed she could have herself, she always imagined her mother, father and herself living in a small place like this, then she hoped her sister could come with them and they could be a family and never have to run from something that her parents insist she not worry about, she knew of her sister Morgause she longed to meet her ,get to know her, bond with her. But she knew it wasn't going to happen so she made do with this dream she always had, shed wake up smiling happy before she realised that she didn't live in that village, she lived in a hovel deep in the woods.

This time the dream changed though, instead of just flying overhead looking down at the village her view shifted and swooped down to a small hut, nothing special to look at, the hut could have maybe fit a small family but it had a cosy look to it, she didn't know why but she knew something special was in this hut, as she crept up to the window and peered inside she saw a beautiful baby white dragon, as soon as she laid her eyes on the dragon it turned its head sharply and stared straight at her , its eyes boring straight into her soul. She didn't know why but the dragon started to whisper something she couldn't hear, it was then that the dream started to shift, her view blurred and she was changing destination but before the view of the dragon blurred completely she heard the end of its whisper she heard the word Emery's . The dream then turned to two boys fighting with swords, she could only see one of them properly a brown haired boy, who was pretty handsome Morgana thought, but he wasn't who the dream was focusing on , it was the other boy , well the back of his head anyway . The only thing she could see of this boy was his scruffy jet black hair and the back of his abnormally large ears, Morganas heart started to beat faster she didn't know why but she felt drawn in to this faceless person, as she tried to see what his face looked like her view just changed straight back to the back of his head. The dream started to blur again but this time she began to wake up but not before she heard the whisper of the dragon again…. Emery's

Morgana slowly lifted her head up and stretched her arms, she yawned as she look around the surrounding area she realised she was still at the lake, and not only that , it was the evening as well God I'm going to be in so much trouble how did I sleep for so long? And what the hell did that dream mean? And what the hell is an Emery's? Morgana thought, so she quickly pulled herself to her feet and sprinted back in the direction of the hovel, back in the direction of her parents …

Outside the Hovel…

Morgana had run as fast as her leg could carry her until she finally reached the outside of her temporary home. As she surveyed the area, something seemed off; it seemed almost too quite as she walked up to the door of the Hovel and gently pushed it open.

"Mother, father please don't be mad I was out for so long, I have something amazing to tell you" said Morgana as she lightly walked into the Hovel

But there was no one there; she searched the hovel then the surrounding area and nothing, they were gone she didn't know where but all she knew now was she truly was alone.

One week later …

Morgana didn't know what to do; she had been at the hovel hoping praying that her parents would return to her , but it had been a week and nothing , so many thoughts where running through her mind are they hurt ? Did they just up and leave me? Do they not love me anymore? The only thing that had kept Morgana from driving herself insane with worry was her magic, ever since her talk with the lady of the lake Freya, Morgana had come to love her magic, treasure it, she had been practicing small things, her favourite, apart from the magic she performed at the lake was the ability to move things with her mind. It was hard she had only been able to move small things and never that far, but it made her happy none the less, magic had truly become her first friend, and it was a friend that would stick by her forever.

20 days after Morganas parents had vanished, Morgana had started to give up hope of them returning to her so as she sat alone and depressed outside her hovel, she put her hand to the ground and did the only thing that brought light to the recently dark days she performed some magic, this time doing the spell Freya had taught her.

"béanléaga fæger béanléaga béor" she whispered

And then she felt the feeling again the pure bliss as her magic surged through her and her eyes flashed fully gold the grass that was previously just dirt , sprouted into lush green grass, wildflowers spread everywhere as they sprouted out of the ground god I love doing that Morgana thought. As she walked around her hovel admiring her work she came to a patch of dirt that hadn't been replaced by grass, Morgana scrunched her lily white face up in confusion, she repeated the spell again over this stretch of dirt expecting grass to grow, but nothing happened. There must be something stopping it growing Morgana thought, so she went back into her hovel and picked up her father's shovel and set about solving this problem. She went back to the dirt and dug the shovel into the ground but stopped as she hit something straight away, frowning Morgana dropped the shovel and started to claw at the dirt with her hands until she finally came face to face with the objects stopping her grass from growing. Morganas world started to spin, tears flowing freely down her face, she felt faint and she couldn't breathe as she surveyed the scene in front of her. There laid the faces of a Knight and a lady, a wife and a husband, a mother and a father, there laid the decapitated heads of Sir Gorlois and Lady Vivienne and there laid two peace's of Morganas heart .

As the young Morgana sat there staring into oblivion, shattered beyond repair she knew one thing she would someday find out who did this ,and when that day comes they would know the meaning of fear , they would know the meaning of hurt , they would beg for a mercy should would not give . Because they had taken away the two of the most important people in her life and they will suffer the consequences, they would learn what it meant to cross Morgana Le Fay.

2 years later…

After her parents death Morgana had moved from town to town, city to city with no destination in mind. She had nothing to live for ,no destination in life, except for revenge but she had no idea on where to start, her magic didn't even respond to her the way it did before she found her parents dead. She used to be able to bring life to things, know when she tried Freya's spell it only brought death to the surrounding shrubbery. So know 2 years on at the age of fifteen Morgana found herself at front gates to the city of Camelot, she was on her way to see the lady of the lake for her help but first she needed food, she barley ate know and it was showing. She had grown into a stunningly beautiful young woman that would turn the head off most men, she was also the spitting image of her mother, but she had also become incredibly gaunt know due to always being on the move and rarely eating, she felt empty so an empty stomach was the least of her worries or at least that's what she would always tell herself. she had also began to feel weird in the past month a feeling of longing always followed her , she could feel her magic calling to something but she had no idea what , her magic had felt so dark lately that it felt nice in a way .

So as she made her way through the town of Camelot, she headed straight for the closest food stall , she checked her coin purse Dam my last gold she thought ,she had earned money from doing odd jobs in different places on her travels and she had used most of her money acquiring the green cloak that she know wore . She was going to leave and save her last gold but her stomach started growling reminding her of what she needed and with a sigh she gave the shop keeper her order and handed over her last gold.

Before she left Camelot she decided to explore the town centre, as she walked through she came across a stall selling a toy horse identical to the one she found the day she first used her magic. She walked over to the toy horse and started to stroke the brown furred main, as she did she was assaulted with memories of a happier time, when her parents where still here, when she still had someone to love her. Without even realising what she was doing she had picked the horse up and started walking away with it , trapped in more pleasant memories she didn't hear the shopkeeper call the knights and with it she didn't register until it was too late that she had been grabbed by the knights . Too weak to fight back and to lost to care she let them drag her away, tears fell down her cheeks as she watched the toy horse fall to the floor, it was just another thing in her life witch she couldn't have, it was just another thing in her life that reminded her that her parents where never coming back. So as she was thrown in the dungeons to await sentencing by the king, she laid there curled up on the floor of the murky cell, wishing for someone to help her, wishing for someone to love her.

It's been a long day Uther Pendragon thought to himself as he sat on his thrown, he had sentenced three people to death today for suspected magic use and he was tired, the fight against magic was draining him but he would keep fighting this disease, this horror that took his beloved Ygraine and after he was gone his son would continue on the fight, he was glad he had Arthur, he had lost people he had held dear in this war , what hit him the most was Sir Gorlois and Lady Vivienne's betrayal, when he had finally gotten a tip of their whereabouts he had been in two minds of what to do but after his knight and close advisor Sir Edward reminded him they had been seen conspiring with a sorcerer and they needed to be punished , that's what he did , he took a few knights to their location and finally buried the past, know they were gone he could move on from there betrayal . so he couldn't believe it when he found out the name of the next person to be sentenced , Morgana Le Fay no it couldn't be Uther thought, it had to just be a coincidence someone with the same second name of course that's what it is he thought as he started the sentencing.

"Morgana Le Fay you have been accused of attempted thievery what say you?" he bellowed

And it was then as the girl raised her and showed her beautiful gaunt face that he knew it was true, she looked so much like lady Vivienne he needed to find out for sure. The girl in question replied in a defeated tone.

"Guilty my lord"

"Who are you parents?" enquired Uther

With a confused look on her face Morgana replied

"Gorlois and Vivienne Le Fay my lord"

So it is true, but how? It was well known Lady Vivienne was unable to bear another child, it must be sorcery they must have used that filth to create a child, who had to die for them to bear a child? This thought angered Utherhe had done the same thing but he did not know he would lose his beloved Ygraine, who had to die for them to get another child? , he had to do it, he needed a heir but the Le Fays, they already had a child in the disgusting little runt Morgause filthy little sorcerer he thought. but as he looked at the young women in front of him he knew she looked lost maybe I can take her under my wing she is like my son, born of the disease that is magic, I can change her view make her see how horrible it is or use her and marry her off to another kingdom for my gain….. That's perfect ill make her my ward, she is off noble birth even if it is tainted by her parent's betrayal, and she's a beautiful girl when she's old enough suitors from other kingdoms will snap at the chance he smiled at the thought

"Sir Gorlois and Lady Vivienne used to be part of Camelot my child, so you are of noble birth you should not be thieving on the streets" said Uther

What the hell Morgana thought, she knew her father used to be a knight but she was never told it was for Camelot, whenever she asked him he told her it was a part of his past and that he didn't want to talk about it, so after a while she stopped asking but Camelot she thought this is crazy as she stuttered back

"erm o-okay "

With a sinister smile and emotionless eyes Uther replied

"Excellent so I've decided you will become my ward, and from now on will go by the name Morgana Pendragon , guards please escort her to a free chamber please"

Morgana was in shock what just happened she thought before she could answer she was led away by the guards.

Two years later the day of Le Fay and Emery's seventeenth birthday

It had been two years since Morgana had been made the kings ward and it had been two of the craziest years of her life. She didn't even want to be the king's ward, she hated nobility she was Morgana Le Fay woman of the woods, not Morgana Pendragon ward of Camelot. She had never gotten used to the idea of someone waiting on her every need; she was an independent girl and liked to do things for herself, at least the dresses where pretty she thought. She still couldn't get used to all the feasts and banquets she had to attend all the time, Morgana had also learned of the fate of most wards in the other kingdoms , they were used as political pawns and where married off as goodwill to forge stronger alliances . The idea terrified Morgana she had never even had her first kiss yet let alone get married, sure she had some handsome suitors approach her but never had she even been remotely interested, she would only marry for love, just like her parents, that was the other problem she still wanted to find her parents killers and enact her revenge and she had a feeling some people knew more in this castle then they were letting on, whenever she would ask about her mother or father to the older knights who would of known them, they would get a suspicious look in their eyes, like there was something they weren't telling her . So the idea of being married off to another kingdom when she could find some important information in Camelot frustrated her. Then came the issue with her magic, she hadn't used it for nearly two years now, not after what she saw the first week she was here , not after she had seen Uther behead a nine year old girl for using magic to make smoke change shape into a dragon, she was always worried her magic would show itself by accident and she would be next, even though she could always feel it deep inside of her, she would pushed it down but her magic felt desperate to connect to something and she didn't know why or what it was . But the one good thing about Camelot was that she had finally made a friend and she couldn't be happier at that. Her name was Gwen and she was her maid, a beautiful girl with caramel skin and curly black hair, they did everything together and she told her all her secrets not her magic of course she wouldn't ever trust anyone with that and would take the secret to the grave or until she was no longer in Camelot.

So here she sat on the day of her seventeenth birthday in front of her vanity mirror having her hair brushed by gwen when she started to feel something, she felt scared and her heart started to beat rapidly like her emotions where not her own , she gripped the vanitys wooden surface tightly and started trying to calm herself down.

"My lady, are you alright?" asked Gwen her voice laced with worry

"I'm fine Gwen I think I just need a lay down, I'm feeling a little flushed" said Morgana

She made her way over to her bed assisted by Gwen, as she laid her head onto the pillow she fell into a deep sleep straight away. She started to dream, now usually her dreams would be ethier nightmares or the dream she had at the lake with the baby dragon, but this was different it was like she was watching something that was happening right now through the eyes of someone else. She saw a body lying on the floor throat cut and dying, she felt the grief that was spreading through the person observing the body, then the dream turn to three gruff looking men probably bandits holding their heads and screaming in pain as blood trickled down there eyes, but the weirdest thing was that she didn't feel sorry for these men ,she just felt the pain of the person doing this to them , she didn't know who it was, she couldn't even see them and as the vision started to fade out she heard the word that had haunted her dreams for a while know , she heard the word Emery's.

One month later…..

It had been a month since she had the dream of three bandits dying, it had been a month where the only emotion she had felt was grief and she didn't know why. But it was this day, one month exactly since the dream that the magic inside her started to go crazy, like it knew something was about to happen, like it knew something was coming. Morgana didn't know what it was, but she could only hope it was something good…

A/N next chapter will ever be a bit of Merlin traveling to Camelot and having a chapter worth adventure or him arriving at Camelot and the enevatable Mergana meeting haven't decided yet.