Okay, I was going to finish this and post it all at once and as a one-shot but I'm impatient. so have this as a first chapter.

I don't know when I'll update it or where the heck I'm going with this but I want to get it out of my head so I can focus on my other on-going fic "Walk on Water".

Enjoy, don't forget to comment at the end :D!

Morgana knew that the moment she steps out of her hut to meet Emrys and Arthur in the forest, it'll end up in her demise. She still went, nonetheless. Not without being prepared, however. Being a high priestess meant that Morgana had access to vast knowledge and immense powers. Morgana had used the perfect spell for this encounter, an incarnation spell that was taught to her by her dear sister, Morgause, before she passed.

A spell that would grant her immortality and ensure that she'd live to fulfill the destiny she was always meant to have. To forever be the only ruler of Camelot. Should Morgana die, she'd only be reborn again with a body that was stronger, more hateful and then Morgana would take control to rule her kingdom over and over again.

Camelot will never know any other ruler.

A distant shout pulled Morgana out of her dark thoughts and made her smirk. Emrys was having troubles with her dear brother. Perfect. She walked faster in anticipation. She could hear the panicked neigh of a horse and the sound of the hooves rushing away in fear.

"Hello, Emrys."

Morgana barely gave Emrys any time to look in her direction before she nudged her chin forward, and with a silent spell, Emrys was thrusted back away from Morgana and the dying body of Arthur. The witch walked closer to the panting blonde. "What a joy it is to see you, Arthur." She scoffed at the weak attempt at drawing a sword. "Look at you. Not so tall and mighty now." Morgana kneeled alongside her brother. "You may have won the battle, but you've lost the war." She started. "You're going to die by Mordred's hand." She whispered gleefully.

Arthur looked at her weakly. Morgana didn't know what was running through his mind, but she was ecstatic at the look on his face. "Don't worry, dear brother, I won't let you die alone. I will stay and watch over you." She sarcastically soothed. Blissfully unaware of the drawn blade behind her back. "Till the wolves gorge on your carcass and bathe in your blood-"

"No. The time of this bloodshed is over." Emrys cut off behind her. His sword drawn and ready. "I blame myself for what you've become. But… this has to end."

Morgana chuckled. "I'm a high priestess. No mortal blade can slay me-" Her confident expression faltered as the blade went through her body. Arthur looked at his sister one last time as she fell to her knees, gasping for breath. Morgana looked up at Emrys in surprise as she gasped in pain.

Merlin leaned closer. "This is no mortal blade. Like yours, it was forged in a dragon's breath." Her pulled his sword out of her falling body and watched her die on the ground. "Goodbye, Morgana."

This is not goodbye, Emrys. She thought as he looked down at her. This is merely a see you later. Morgana closed her eyes and waited for the release of death to wash over her. Her eyes flashed golden behind her eye lids as her final spell was ready to cast.

…

Lena used to dream as a child. Unusual dreams. Of a great kingdom, long ago. Lena dreams of dragons and knights. She remembers having a best friend who was the best knight of all. Arthur was his name. He was the prince, the next king to rule. And Lena lived in the castle with him, growing alongside him under the care of his father. Lena knew the king was a bad man, but he was always nice to her. King Uther reminded Lena of Father. Lionel was also a man that Lena looked up to and loved despite the public's opinion of him.

Every morning, Lena would always tell her brother, Lex, of her dreams. And he'd listen attentively and respond. She would tell him about Arthur and about the new friends she made, Gwen and Merlin. She'd tell him about the adventures they have in the kingdom, Camelot she'd called it. She told him about a white dragon that was her pet. Father would drink his coffee quietly and not comment unless Lena asked him to. Mother would always have something snarky to say. Saying that Lena made up these stories for attention. Lena always argues that it isn't true. That her dreams are real. And Lillian would scoff and say that something must be wrong with her if she is able to remember such detailed dreams.

Father would usually intervene and brush off his wife's accusations with a simple. "It's healthy for a child to have an active imagination, dear. Leave her be."

Lena would pout and mumble to herself that she wasn't making it up, but Lex would always catch her eye and shake his head, telling her to stay quiet and not push it. He had caught her after breakfast one day and told her not to argue with Mother or Father about this anymore. "But I'm not lying!" Lena protested. "I do have dreams!"

"Do you want Mother to take you to a therapist, Lena?!" Lex demanded that day. "Just let them believe that these are made up stories. It doesn't matter!" Lex paused at the tremble of his baby sister's lips. "Listen, I believe you, okay?" He stated. "But Mother won't, and it won't do you any good to keep arguing with her."

"But…" Lena frowned. "I…"

"Just," Lex sighed and kneeled down to her level. "Just do this one thing for me, okay?"

"Okay." Lena whispered and lowered her gaze.

"Good."

After that, Lena talked less and less about her dreams. Preferring to keep them to herself and not share them with her family anymore. Lex would ask about them, but Lena would always tell him that she hadn't had any. It didn't deter their parents in the slightest, but she saw the slight concern in her brother's eyes as he accepted her answer and returned to his breakfast.

Lena's dreams dwindled afterwards. They came to her less and less as she grew up and Lena wasn't sure if that brought her relief or distress. She didn't want the dreams to vanish from her memory. Yet she didn't want them lurking in the back of her mind with no outlet. Lena had taken up writing them down briefly but found that the more attention she put into it, the more time it took to get it all down. Lena didn't have much time to note down every single detail with the amount of lessons and activities Mother insisted Lena takes. So, the dreams passed, forgotten.

Years later, no such dreams passed by Lena's memories. They had been buried in deeper depths of her mind. Shoved down so deeply inside one of Lena's little mind boxes and they hadn't resurfaced. Until recently.

Lena found herself jolting awake every night for the past two weeks at the blurry sight of an elderly man with a long white beard. He calls a name. Not hers but she knew it was directed at her. Laying on her back and taking deep breaths in her bed to calm herself, Lena wondered why now, of all times, would the dreams come back. Wasn't the death of her brother at her hands, along with her best friend's -who was also her girlfriend- betrayal enough? Life just had to torment Lena further by showing her night terrors and robbing her of her sleep.

She rubbed her eyes and trailed it down her face in frustration. She looked to the side where her phone was consistently blinking the notification LED. She knew who it was. Kara Danvers. The last she'd seen her girlfriend was on game night at J'onn's the night she put two bullets in Lex's chest. Lena contemplated simply turning the device over to get rid of the insistent light but since she was awake already, might as well see what Kara sent. As much as Lena wanted to ignore the blonde, she still had to act normally and not give away that she's upset. Not that she could actually be upset at the girl for long.

The screen lit up at half the brightness, Lena liked it a little dim, but the light was still enough to make Lena feel as if she suddenly looked directly at the sun. She closed her eyes and fumbled with a half-cracked eye to pull the slider all the way to the left. Now with the brightness all the way down, Lena could see the screen without feeling her eyes burn.

The texts mainly consisted of various emojis that Lena, with all her brilliance, could never seem to understand. Her foggy, sleep derived and still hungover mind had some difficulty decoding Kara's weird way of texting. Lena sighed, couldn't her girlfriend type like a normal person for once? Why would she send numbers in the middle of a word? Or use a single letter instead of a perfectly okay word?

It took Lena about five minutes of sluggishly slowly reading the texts out loud to figure out the message.

"Thank you for the flowers, baby! You didn't have to, but I loved them!" Lena read in confusion. "I never sent any flowers?" Lena skipped the massive amount of different colored hearts and kissy emojis to the bottom of the chat to read the last text. "Will you please come with the rest of us to the bar tonight, please, we miss you." Lena read and frowned at the pouty emojis and cursed how she could easily see Kara's face behind them.

Lena checked the time in her phone and groaned. 04:39AM. She'd have to get up soon and get ready for work. She knew there was no way she'd actually be able to fall back asleep now that she's aware of that.

She sent a single red heart to Kara and tossed her phone back on the nightstand and shuffled out of bed.

She'd have to ask Jess about those flowers.

…

Later at work, Lena found herself sitting at her desk with a broken laptop. She could swear that it was fine just a second ago. One moment she was reading an e-mail and the second she blinks, and the upper part of her laptop is flung across the room?

Lena hesitantly reached for the line connecting her to Jess and called to inform her she'd need a new laptop.

"Is there something wrong with yours, Miss Luthor?" Jess's voice asked.

"No… no, it just…" Lena contemplated her answer. "I dropped it."

"Oh, I'll get you a replacement right away, Miss Luthor!"

"Jess." Lena called out. "Have I asked you to send Kara flowers recently?" She asked curiously.

"I'm the one who asked you about them, Miss Luthor." Jess replied in confusion. "You usually ask me to send Miss Danvers a bouquet once a week, but it's been three since you've done so, so I asked you if you'd like me to send any this week."

"I see…" Lena replied with furrowed eyebrows. "Thank you, Jess. Please tell me once my laptop arrives."

"Of course, Miss Luthor."

Lena stood up and tiredly and approached her liquor cabinet. She needs a glass of strong alcohol to get her through the day. She looked off to the side where the screen of her laptop laid, Lena could see burn marks at the edges, surrounding where her screen once was, Lena brought the glass to her lips and took a large gulp. "I'm too sober for this." She hoped this would be the last of these strange situations, Lena didn't like having parts of her memory missing even for a second. Maybe she needed to lay off the alcohol for a while. Lena snorted at the thought, alcohol was her only way of coping lately.

These strange events kept going through the next week making Lena's confusion grow along with every incident. They would happen suddenly, and Lena always found herself with no memory of what she'd done. Only getting the information by getting someone to tell her what happened or piecing together the clues and figuring them out herself.

It was only when Kara had pulled her to the side and asked her if she was feeling calm enough to go back to the group that Lena understood that she had been… angry? Lena had been invited to, yet another bar night -Alex understood her need for alcohol- and apparently, Lena had smashed her glass of scotch on a douche's head for insulting her girlfriend.

"What do you mean I smashed my glass over his head?!" Lena questioned in confusion.

"Lena, you just slammed the cup into his face!" Kara's eyebrows furrowed.

"No, I didn't!" Lena argued.

"Look." Kara pointed at the same guy who now had an ice pack wrapped in a towel pressed to his face, he was looking in their direction and glaring menacingly. "That's what you've done."

"I… I didn't do that?" Lena spoke, more to herself than Kara.

"You know what?" Kara spoke. "Maybe we should just go home, you're clearly not feeling well, and I don't want to be here anymore."

"Alright." Lena agreed and allowed Kara to grab her hand and drag her over to the group where they announced that they're leaving. Lena stayed silent while Kara talked and couldn't help but feel oddly uncomfortable at the cheers she received as they walked towards the door.

Lena drove Kara and herself back to Kara's apartment. The car ride was mostly silent, Kara busied herself with her phone, occasionally glancing at Lena. The young CEO was deep in thought, trying to connect tonight's event with the past incidents she'd experienced. So far, the only connection she had that was present in every situation was her rage. Lena remembered the contents of the e-mail she'd received, and she could clearly remember that she was not happy with what she'd read. Although that did not explain why her laptop snapped in half and was flung across the room. Lena also remembered seeing the news on Supergirl the day Jess had asked her about those flowers. She'd been pacing angrily in the middle of her office when Jess had come in to ask. Jess didn't tell her about any weird behavior on her part, so Lena sincerely hoped that she hadn't snapped at her poor assistant.

What happened tonight was self-explanatory. Some asshole harassed her girlfriend and she'd snapped. But why would Lena not remember?

The car slowed down to a stop in front of the building and Lena stayed quiet, her head down and patiently waiting for the blonde to step out of the car. A hand laid on Lena's thigh, making the brunette's head snap up to meet unusually dark baby blue eyes. "Come upstairs." Kara said lowly and Lena only gaped. She knew what that meant.

Lena was honestly surprised that either of them managed to keep their hands to themselves inside the elevator. The door to Kara's apartment was slammed shut and Lena found herself pinned to it with her girlfriend pressing her body close to hers as they locked lips. Lena had never seen Kara this frantic before. She managed to break their lips apart, meaning to ask why the sudden change of mood but froze at the groan released in her ear.

"That was so hot, baby."

Lena felt her pulse skyrocket at the words, she was sure Kara could feel it too since her lips were nipping at her neck. But if not, she could probably hear it considering she has super hearing. Lena mentally scolded herself at the thought of her girlfriend's powers. Now was not the time to think about them and get herself worked up about knowing she was being lied to.

'But angry sex is hot.' The thought imbedded itself in her mind. Lena shook her head and pushed Kara away. Ignoring the look of confusion, she received while doing so, and kept pushing Kara backwards until they've reached the bed.

Kara looked into her girlfriend's eyes playfully as she pushed her to the bed. Her nose dug its way into crook of Lena's neck as she whispered dirty words of gratitude at the display she had witnessed earlier tonight. How Lena did not hesitate to defend her and how hot she looked doing so, Lena wasn't sure what happened afterwards, their activities went on as usual, Kara taking the lead and flipping her on her back to resume their make out session.

Sensing the tremble in her lover's frame, Kara pulled back to make sure she hadn't gone too far with her teasing words. But instead she found two angry vibrant green eyes locking into hers before they've flashed golden and suddenly, Kara felt herself melt and whimper as she suddenly lost her hold. She was pleasantly surprised at the how good it felt to be violently flipped and pushed into her back. Kara flushed at the intense stare Lena was giving her.

"You're my plaything for the night. Understood?" Kara moaned loudly at the thick accented words and nodded. Lena never spoke using her native accent and Kara found that she loved the sound of it, oh so very much.

Lena then found herself laying on her side facing Kara's naked back, her hand caressing the naked waist underneath the covers. Their fun time obviously over. She blinked and pulled herself to rest on her elbow as she stared down on Kara's pleased face. The blonde's eye's closed and a dreamy smile never wavering from her face. Lena's eyebrows furrowed.

It happened, again? And she lost her night with Kara because of it? Lena frowned. She could feel the pleasant ache in her body still, but she found it slightly irked her that she remembers nothing of how she got it.

'Thank you for the night with your girlfriend.' A voice that Lena was sure was her own spoke to her in her mind. The Irish accent proudly lacing the words. 'She was delicious.' Lena suddenly sat up and stiflingly looked around, as if the source was in the room and not her head.

"Mm, what are you doing, Lena?" Kara asked lazily, turning her head to look at the tense brunette. "Lay back down." She grabbed Lena's arm and pulled it over her body to curl it around herself.

Lena complied and let the blonde cuddle her arm as she thought. There was a presence in her mind. Lena was sure of it. It spoke to her, mocked her.

Lena dreamt again that night.

…

Kara had gone to work the next day with an extra bounce in her step. A glow seemed to radiate from her skin as she smiled at everyone who had walked past her as she greeted them. She had just left Snapper's office, spent a full 15 minutes getting yelled at for doing a poor job at writing a scathing article about Lcorp's newest invention. There was nothing bad about the device or its uses, she defended. But still, Kara's sunny mood had not deterred.

The blonde took a small break from her laptop to check if her girlfriend had replied to the text she'd sent 30 minutes ago. She pouted at the sent message, still not read. She was about to text again and put her phone down, but an incoming call had interrupted her typing.

Reading the caller's id, Kara frowned. Jess, it read. Why would Jess be calling?

"Hello?" Kara lifted the device to her ear.

"Miss Danvers!" A relieved sigh escaped Jess. "Thank god you've replied."

"What's going on, Jess?" Kara asked. "Is everything alright?!"

"No." Jess sounded worried. "It's Miss Luthor, she-"

Kara had instantly jumped to her feet at the mention of Lena. "What happened to her, Jess? Is she okay?!" Kara was already in the process of walking away from her desk to find a room to change into her suit.

"She was acting very weird this morning, Miss Danvers." Jess admitted. "She was not replying to her name as I called her. She walked around Lcorp as if she had never been here in her life. She was also speaking with a very thick accent, Miss Luthor doesn't like using her accent." Jess said. "And now, she had just walked out the company looking very… angry."

Kara stopped in her tracks and paused. "Is that all that's happened, Jess? Do you know where she's gone?" She wasn't sure why Jess had called so frantically but she was relieved that Lena wasn't in danger.

"No… "Jess trailed off. "She spoke in a weird language and the windows had shattered." She admitted in a hushed tone. "I'm worried about her; will you please find her? Or get Supergirl to do it?"

"Thank you for contacting me, Jess. Lena will be fine." Kara promised. "I'll contact Supergirl to find her."

"Good luck, Miss Danvers."

Ending the call, Kara resumed her pursuit of an empty room to change into her suit. She flew out the window and focused her super hearing to tune out anything but Lena's heartbeat. Kara frowned when she couldn't pick it up anywhere in the city. She was about to fly around and look for the CEO using her x-ray vision when her comms picked up Alex's voice.

"Supergirl, we need you!"

"Now?" Kara asked, couldn't they deal with this on their own just this once? She really wanted to find Lena.

"There's been reports of multiple sightings of a fucking dragon just outside of town." Alex's dry voice replied. "Yes, now."

"A dragon?!" Kara's eyebrows shot up to her hairline. "Are you sure? Dragons aren't real, Alex."

"Well, this one is real, alright." Alex said in was it, amusement or awe, Kara couldn't tell. "And you're not that far from it, go investigate and a team will join you shortly."

"Okay, I'll head there now." Kara sighed.

It didn't take long to find that dragon, it was the size of a giant building after all. Kara quietly snuck in behind the large creature as it slowly walked across a large clearing and into a cave. There was a person inside, their back to the creature and Kara tensed as the creature approached them. She was about to jump ahead and carry them into safety when the person spoke. Kara froze as she heard their voice.

"Aithusa, it's been too long." The dragon lowered its head to gently nudge its head to -was that Lena- 's side. "I've missed you." Kara squinted to get a better look at the person's face. No, it couldn't be Lena. Kara's jaw dropped as she confirmed that it really was Lena who was speaking to that dragon.

'Guess I don't have to go looking for her anymore…' Kara thought in fascination as Lena continued to talk to the beast as if it was a normal conversation with a normal person.

"You know, Aithusa, Camelot must be having a terrible time now that they don't have a ruler." Lena said with a smirk. "We should go and reclaim my throne, shouldn't we?" A gleeful laugh escaped her. Kara crouched behind a rock, quietly listening to Lena speak to the dragon. Kara didn't like where this conversation is going, the more she listened, the more unlike Lena her girlfriend sounded. "This world will finally witness the return of Morgana Pendragon!"

Kara frowned at the name, what is Lena doing? And who is this Morgana Pendragon she's talking about?

"Supergirl, have you found the target?!"

Kara jumped and immediately out her hand to her comms. She had forgotten that a team will be heading to her location shortly. "Yes, but there's no need for a team to come!" Kara spoke in a hushed tone.

"What? Why?"

"I can handle this, tell the team to go back." Kara said and peeked over the rock she hid behind to see if Lena, or Morgana, had heard.

"Supergirl." Kara flinched at the warning tone Alex was using.

"Trust me, you can have them on standby in case I need them." She tried. "I'll report back soon."

"Fine," Alex rolled her eyes. "Report back soon, no longer than 15 minutes or we'll head to your location at once."

"Thank you!" Kara grinned, unaware of how quiet the area suddenly became. Or of the presence standing behind her with an amused, wicked smirk.

"Well, well, well, look who we have here, Aithusa." The Irish accented voice drawled.

Kara gasped and jumped to her feet as the large dragon lowered its head to Morgana's level and stared at Supergirl, waiting for an order.

"It's you!" Morgana raised an eyebrow. "What a pleasant surprise!"

"Lena… "Kara spoke nervously. "What are you doing here, with um… that?" She gestured at the white dragon with a nudge of her head.

"Lena is no more, dear." Morgana purred. "She was merely a place holder."

Kara frowned in confusion. "What do you mean? Lena, this isn't funny. The DEO team will be coming here any second, you shouldn't be here."

"Oh, I am exactly where I'm supposed to be." Morgana chuckled. "I told you, Lena is no more, I am Morgana Pendragon. The rightful heir to Camelot. You wouldn't know where my kingdom is, would you? I am afraid I am quite lost."

"There is no Camelot?" Kara said slowly, watching carefully for Morgana's reaction. She still didn't understand why and what Lena would be doing here, how did she get a freaking dragon and why isn't it trying to eat both of them yet?

"Do not lie to me!" Morgana spat and narrowed her eyes dangerously. Aithusa, sensing their master's anger, blew a hot puff of smoke out their nose, washing over Supergirl to intensify the threat.

"I- I'm not!" Kara panicked slightly, fighting the urge to fly off in the air to stay away from the intense stare of both the dragon and its owner. "If you… If you come with me, I can help you." She offered hesitantly.

"And where will you be taking me?" Morgana asked with a snarl.

"To meet my friends." Kara smiled awkwardly. "Listen, if you want my help, we need to move now or else we'll run into trouble." She explained in a hurry, mindful of the still advancing team coming to their location. "We also need to leave the dragon… "

"Aithusa will be coming with us." Morgana clarified with a glare. Her eyes glowed golden and the rock they stood next to cracked with a loud crunch.

"Okay, okay-" Kara lifted her hand to show she meant no harm. "I don't know how we'll fit it in the DEO though."

"Take us to these friends of yours." Morgana commanded, gesturing for Aithusa to lower its body. "And if you cannot help me find my kingdom, you and your friends will pay dearly."

"I hope the DEO has a big enough facility for that goddamn dragon." Kara muttered to herself under her breath.

Took me a while to finish this much but I still wrote something. Tell me what you think and if you think the story is worth finishing at all.

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