Author's Note: Thanks to those people who reviewed. Finally I put up another chapter. Got a bit carried away with my Song series...anyway, hope you enjoy. Read and review, as always.

Disclaimer: I do not own Heroes or Merlin.

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Arthur looked at Merlin. "How many times do I have to tell you that you're an idiot before it finally sinks in?"

Merlin shrugged. "At least twice more, I'd say. And anyway, it wasn't my idea. It was Rachel's."

Rachel snorted. "Oh yes, blame me. Very mature."

Arthur shook his head in mock sadness and then turned towards the two strangers. He looked them up and down. "So, you two are some sort of...sorcerers, are you?"

Peter blinked and was about to answer in the negative when Sylar interrupted him. "That's right, sire," he replied, emphasising the 'sire' in what was evidently meant to be a sarcastic tone. "Very powerful ones too."

Arthur looked at Sylar for a moment, a thoughtful expression playing across his face. Then he turned to Merlin. "My father will not be very pleased, Merlin. You know what he thinks of magic."

"I know...but we have a plan."

As Merlin and Rachel explained the plan to Arthur, Peter sidled over to Sylar and whispered harshly in his ear, "Why did you tell them we were sorcerers? You know magic doesn't exist."

Sylar looked at Peter with pity in his dark eyes. "You really are stupid, Peter. I don't know what I'm going to do with you."

Peter, having no clever comeback, simply glared at him. Sylar grinned.

"So, let me get this straight. You're going to use magic to forge a document that says that these two are noblemen from some far off land? And you think this is going to work?" Arthur looked incredibly sceptical. He remembered Lancelot and what Merlin had said he had done to help him.

"Pretty much, yeah," Merlin answered. "Why? Do you see something we missed?"

"Ah, yes! Look at them!" he said, pointing at Peter and Sylar. "They don't even look like they're from around here!"

Merlin smiled, a crafty look in his eyes. "Exactly."

Arthur blinked. A smile crept across his face. "Oh."

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"Father, may I present to you Sir Peter and Sir Gabriel from the House of Brooklyn. They come to us from the far off land of America," Arthur said. Very grandly, Merlin thought.

Uther immediately looked suspicious. "Do they have papers?"

Arthur smiled. He produced them with a flourish and handed them to Uther, who perused them, trying to find some evidence of forgery. He couldn't. He decided to show them to Geoffrey later. For now he smiled and accepted the two strange knights into Camelot.

"That went well," Merlin said to Peter and Sylar.

Peter shook his head. "He's going to show the papers to someone. He thinks they're a forgery." Sylar nodded. He'd felt that telltale tingle when Uther had spoken. The king was lying.

"Well, technically they are a forgery," Merlin said, with a grin. "Now, don't do anything that might expose you. Like...trying to kill each other. People don't like it."

Sylar pouted. "Spoil my fun, why don't you."

Uther gave the papers to Geoffrey to look over. He found nothing wrong with them. Uther took his word for it but still remained suspicious. Something about those two gave him the wiggins...

Everything went perfectly to plan. The only problem with the plan was that it said that they were brothers. This meant they had to share a room. For all its spaciousness the castle did not have many rooms to give away. Peter did not like this one bit for reason he'd rather not say.

That night, both trying to keep to the edges of the bed, the Dragon called out. Both bolted up right.

"What the hell was that?" Sylar whispered fiercely. Peter shook his head and then got out of bed and pulled on his shoes.

"What are you doing?" Sylar hissed, following Peter's example.

"Going to investigate," Peter answered, now at the door. He peered out and, seeing no one there, stepped out.

From behind him Sylar muttered about stupid empaths who don't know when to use their brains. He followed him anyway. What? He was curious.

They followed the Dragon's call down through the castle and, it seemed, into the bowers of the earth. Sylar wondered why there were no guards. When they passed the cells he saw why: no one to guard.

They came out onto a ledge. The Dragon stood a few metres away, gazing at them with a twinkle in his eyes.

Peter's eyes widened and he grabbed into Sylar's sleeve. "Sylar!" he whisper-exclaimed. "It's a dragon!"

Sylar rolled his eyes, pretending he wasn't as awed as Peter so obviously was. "No shit, Sherlock."

The Dragon rumbled. It took Peter and Sylar awhile to realise that that meant he was laughing.

"You two are a long way from home," the Dragon said.

"Yeah, about a thousand years and a million kilometres from it actually. What of it?" Sylar snapped.

The Dragon rumbled again. "There is a reason for you being here."

Sylar snorted. "Yeah, Peter's an idiot."

Peter glared. "Hey!"

The Dragon had never laughed this much in years. "You were meant to come here. You are meant to save these people. You and the young prince and warlock."

It was Peter's turn to roll his eyes. "Oh, not this again."

"A great evil is coming," the Dragon said, rising from his position. "You must put aside your differences if you are to defeat it." He flew off to wherever he flew off to when he went away.

Peter sighed.

"At least there are no paintings this time," Sylar said sympathetically. Then he berated himself for ever sympathising with his arch-nemesis.

"Very true. God, why do they always have to be so cryptic?" Peter asked the empty air.

Sylar nodded and patted Peter on the shoulder. "I feel your pain." Then he berated himself again for ever actually showing sympathy for his arch-nemesis. He put it down to not getting enough sleep.

Meanwhile...

Morgana woke with a gasp, sweat running down her forehead. Such images had run through her head that night. Nothing like she'd ever had. Blood and fire and beheading...

She shuddered and decided to go see Merlin and Gaius. They would know what to do...

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Look! I brought Morgana and the Dragon into it! Woo!

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