Summary: Adeline is Tristan sister. After she watches her homeland destroyed, Adeline decides to go and find her brother in Britain, but she is taken captive by the Saxons. What happens when she finally is able to find her brother and the other knights.

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It was going to be a LancelotOC but now I'm think it may be Galahad or Gawain. Let me know which you would like to see.

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Chapter 3 Memory's Coming

"I have too, because it is what Rome demands of us, I am to be a knight..."

The smell of smoke filled Adeline's nose...

Images flashed in front of her, images she couldn't not place, but as they flashed before her she felt anger, fear, and hate.

"Just remember if I chose to leave you here, my father will kill you."

Sitting straight up in the cot Adeline looked around. It was sometime early in the morning and it looked as if the sun was just starting to rises. Sighing in angry frustration, Adeline laid back down hoping that maybe this time she would be able to fall back to sleep. She had been having the same dream for the past few last months now, ever since she had woken up with no memory of who she was and it was becoming very frustrating. The dream wasn't just a dream it was memories, they felt to familiar to be just a dream. There was never anything more though then a small taste of a memory, nothing she could grab hold of and make sense of. Something was all Adeline wanted, just some piece of who she was.

Laying back down Adeline looked over at Guinevere, she looked to be sleeping. Merlin had decided it was best to put both of them in the same tent. At first Adeline didn't like the idea of being any where near Guinevere, but soon she realized she had no choice in the matter. They soon warmed up to each other accepting whatever fate waits for them in future.


"I'm headed to the archery ranger if you would like to join me," Guinevere asked as she grabbed her bow and headed towards the entrance of the tent, she looked back to see what Adeline would say.

Adeline stood there for a moment and stared at Guinevere, "No, I think I will stay here." She sat down black stone charm in her hand.

"You know Adeline, your memories aren't just going to come back by sitting about and moping all day and playing with the charm about your neck. You need to get out and do things and just maybe you will start remembering who you were and who you are," Guinevere then turned and exited the tent.

Pondering this thought for a moment Adeline realized Guinevere was right. She had known this, but was unwilling to admit it to herself. Standing up quickly Adeline chased after Guinevere.

"You are right," Adeline said as she caught up to Guinevere.

Guinevere smiled, "Of course I am. Now lets go see if you a good shot or not."

"What?" Adeline hadn't thought about really actually shooting any arrows, she merrily wanted to watch.

"What did you think you were actually going to do? Watch?" Guinevere spoke with amusement in her voice.

"Well, yes. That is what I planed to do."

Stopping, Guinevere turned to face Adeline, "Where would the fun be in that? And Merlin wants me to make sure you can handle yourself, just in case you ever need to."

Adeline stood there mulling over what Guinevere had just said. Guinevere turned and started walking towards the archery ranger once more. "What exactly does Merlin have planned that I need to know how to defend myself?"

Turning, Guinevere just shook her head, "I don't know, Adeline. I've told you as much as I know about all of this. He is keeping me in the dark just as much as he is keeping you in the dark. I will let you know as soon as I hear of anything of importance."

"Don't you find it a little odd that Merlin is keeping us in the dark for something we are suppose to some part in. It is our life in which he is metaling in," Adeline was tried of feeling do in the dark about everything.

Shaking her head Guinevere stepped closer to Adeline, "I trust Merlin. I don't like it any better then you that he is keeping me in the dark. But I trust what ever he has planned." Turning back towards the range Guinevere kept walking.


Guinevere wondered if this has been a good idea after all bring Adeline here. At the moment she wasn't so sure. Merlin had asked her to keep an eye on Adeline make sure she would do anything stupid, like run off. But at this moment in time she felt as if she was babysitter. Glancing over at Adeline, she saw the woman examining a bow. She wondered if Merlin was right about all of this. About them having some part to play in what is to come.

"I see you finally got her out doing something." Guinevere was pulled away from her own thoughts as Failon approaching her.

"Yes, I did. Going to see if she can shot a bow." Guinevere said with a smile, still trying to convince herself this was a good idea.

Failon glanced over to where Adeline was standing, "Ahh... so do you think she knows how to use one? Or I guess knew how to use one?"

"Merlin, seems to think she will know how to use one and he was the one who suggested I bring her out here. So we'll see."

Adeline looked over at Guinevere who was now talking to a man, who she believe to be go by the name Failon.

As Adeline moved the bow through her hands it felt almost familiar as if she held one before. At that moment what seemed like a memory hit Adeline.

"Hold it like this," Tristan said moving her arms where they needed to be to shot the bow properly.

She looked up at her brother who was standing just behind her, "Thank you for teaching me even though Mama told you not to."

Tristan only smiled and was instantly focused back on showing her how to use the bow, "Now, pull back, breath in, and then let go."

Adeline was suddenly standing back at the archery range, staring at the target with an arrow sticking out just left of the bulls-eye. What had just happen Adeline wasn't sure, but as she looked back at Guinevere and Failon she could see the shocked looks on there faces. And now they were quickly walking towards her. Looking back at the target Adeline thought 'Did I really just shot that?'

"How did you just do that?" Guinevere asked as she and Failon approached Adeline.

All Adeline could do was shake her head, because she wasn't even sure herself, "Umm... I... I think I remember how to use the bow." a smile appeared across Adeline's face. Her brother Tristan had taught her how to use the bow, against their mother's wishes. Tristan.

"Didn't expect that did you Gwen," Failon said in a teasing tone. Guinevere just glared in response.

"Do you know of anyone with the name Tristan. I believe he is my brother," Adeline looked at Guinevere and Failon with a hopeful look on her face.

Now that Guinevere thought about it she could see the similarities between the two. The dark hair and eyes. The tattoos she had on her back shoulders seemed like the ones she had seen Tristan's face. Looking at Adeline once more she suddenly realized Merlin probably knew why more then he ever said.

"Stay here," Guinevere spun around quickly and ran off towards Merlin's tent.


"She related to one the knights," Guinevere shouted as she stormed into Merlin's tent.

The man looked up startled at Guinevere, but then relaxed when he realized who it was. Merlin didn't speak, he seemed to be thinking about what to say next and Guinevere only stared at him.

"I see and what exactly has she remembered," Merlin asked calmly.

At this point Guinevere wanted to walk right out of the tent shouting she was done with playing what ever part she had to and that Merlin needed to find someone else to play in his game, because she was done. But she stayed for some reason which she wasn't sure of. "Tristan," Guinevere said calmly, "that is who her brother is." She had only seen the Knights in battle a few times, but she knew they were all a force to be reckoned with. Tristan was even more of a force to be reckoned with, he was the scout and the one who seem to be the one who saw everything.

Hoping to see a surprised look on Merlin's face, but there was just a calm expression on his face, as if he already knew who Adeline was.

"You knew," Guinevere could feel her face starting to become red from the anger she was trying to control.

"I did."

"And yet you choose to keep a secret from her and from anyone else. Why?" Guinevere wanted answers.

"It seemed best."

"That is not good enough." shouted Guinevere.

Merlin stood up, Guinevere could see anger in his eyes. "Guinevere, I don't owe you any answers."

Frustrated Guinevere turned and walked out of the tent.


Sitting under a tree near the archery ranger Adeline an arrow through her fingers. Failon sat next silent as if waiting for her to say something.

"You don't have to stay," Adeline sat the arrow next to her and looked over at the man.

"It's okay. You seem like you could use a friend right now," Failon didn't look up from the piece of grass he had been playing with.

Adeline laid her head against the tree and looked up letting the sun hit her face. She then closed her eyes and let her thoughts roam. She wasn't alone in the world, that was something and she was thankful for it. Letting her mind wondered she hoped something new would come to her. Feeling something tug in her mind. The overwhelming feeling as if she was falling took over, she went to open her eyes but she couldn't.

The feeling stopped and for a moment Adeline sat there eyes still closed.

"Just remember if I chose to leave you here, my father will kill you."

A face flashed in front of Adeline and fear filled her whole body.

Adeline's eyes flew open, her whole body shaking. Someone touched her arm and Adeline jerked away quickly, "Don't touch me, Cynric" she exclaimed.

"Adeline, what's wrong?" Failon asked worry in his voice.

"I don't know," Adeline covered face with her hands then ran her hands through her hair. "I don't know," she sunk farther down on tree and began to rock back and forth.

"What happened?" Guinevere asked and she walked up where the two were sitting.

Failon shook his head, "I'm not sure. She closed her eyes one moment and then she is like that," he paused and looked over at Adeline who was still rocking back and forth near the tree. "She called me Cynric right after she told be not to touch her.

Guinevere walked over and kneeled down in front of Adeline, "What's wrong?"

Looking up at Guinevere, Adeline had tears in her eyes, "They're coming. They're coming."

"Who's coming?"

"The Saxons and they are going to kill everyone."