A/N: Almost over! One more chapter after this!

I stood in place for a while, looking at the guard that would lead me to my demise. I followed him out of thet cell, out of the castle and, into the courtyard. Every step, every heart beat, was like a clock counting the seconds until the end. It all seemed like an eternity. I entered the courtyard and there was a large crowd, they were going to make a show out of my execution. It was sickening, some people even looked excited. There was no getting out of this mess, it was like the witch said, no allies. They were going to chop my head off, better show than being burned by a dragon. People noticed my presence and started cheering, the sun was finally setting. There were some people in the crowd who looked sad, as if they had remembered a better Camelot. Some were applauding as if to cheer me on, to help push onward... I stepped up the stairs toward the executioner, he bowed his head.

"Your Majesty." he pointed toward the chopping block, you could see it hadn't been used in a while. I knelt down in front of the block and Morgause, Morgana, Mordred, and Merlin walked out onto the balcony. The crowd went wild, they knew the slaughter was about to begin. I closed my eyes and said a silent prayer. I was never very religious, but no better time to start than the present. I thought: God, if I somehow get out of this alive, I would be very grateful. I will be a great king, I will show mercy, I will tolerate magic, and I will do everything in my power to make Camelot great again. Please,I could really use a miracle right now.

Morgana opened her mouth to speak, "People of Camelot!" she shouted "15 years ago today, we killed the tyrant's son, Prince Arthur! The last Pendragon.!" I chuckled, little did they know my son was in the woods. "The gods brought us a gift from the past!Now we will kill him again!" Morgause laughed, her insanity was impossible not to see. She signaled the executioner and he swung his axe. In that moment my life really flashed in front of my eyes. I saw Guinevere and Merlin, I saw Gwaine, my Father, Lancelot, I remembered the quests we wen't on, the adventures we had. In that moment I realized what the short man ment when he said it took courage, strength, and magic. It took me long enough to understand, everything. Merlin had saved us so many times and never got any credit for anything. I felt the air that was split from the blade coming at me, then, I heard a cracking axe never came. Please, let this be the miracle! I looked above my head to se the executioner holding a handle without the axe, the blade had been shattered and the pieces were floating in the air. I looked around to see the shocked audience looking toward the balcony,Merlin had his hand raised toward the scene. Morgause looked livid and Morgana looked scared for him.

"EMRYS! WHAT DID YOU DO?" Mordred yelled. Merlin took Mordred by the head and threw him off the balcony.

"MY NAME IS MERLIN!"he yelled and for a moment everyone just stared in shock. I got up and took off running only to be surronded by guards. Everything became a swarm of chaos, I was being attacked from all sides. All of a sudden, Merlin was next to me helping me fight my battles. With each attack he took out about 20 men

"Good to see you again Arthur!" Merlin said after he was jumped by five more guards.

"I can say the same to you Merlin."

He laughed "It's been a while since I have been called that! It's just like old times isn't it? With some stupid adventure of you dragged me into."

"That isn't so long ago for me. Admit it you enjoyed the occasional quest." I took a sword from one of the guards to stab another.

"I only enjoyed the ones where I didn't have to save your sorry ass!" He laughed again, he honestly seemed to be enjoying himself. Morgause approached and the guards split like the Red sea.

"What are you doing? This is treason!" she yelled. Isobel ran down into the courtyard with a confused look on her face. Morgause lifted a sword and pointed it at Merlin.

"Well," he said "it was fun while it lasted." Morgause swung the sword and was met by Morgana.

"My own sister?" she shrieked "You picked a man who hates you, over me?"

"No, you are losing your mind. Everthing I did was because I thought it would make Camelot a better place, you made it a living hell. Look around! Those who aren't terrified are crazy!"

"FINE! You were just the voice anyway! You had no real power! I don't need you!" there fight of magic and weapons broke out. Merlin pulled me aside and made a small circle around me with his magic.

"I will try and send you back before this battle has a victor." You could see Isobel running toward us in the background.

"Your to late Merlin." Morgause whispered behind him. He turned toward her only to be stabbed with the knife she was holding Merlin fell into my arms, it was like my dream all over 's face was full of rage and she picked up a sword a walked toward her sister.

"Merlin!" I knelt to the ground, his eyes were growing darker.

"Good to see you again Arthur. Nice to feel again." Isobel ran to her to us with the tears streaming down her face. Merlin whispered something I didn't understand and then my surrondings started to change. Everyone was gone, I kneeling on the floor in the middle of the throne room, except, it was the throne room of my time. I was alone, except one young woman standing in the middle of the room.

She smiled at me "Welcome home, Arthur."