"Merlin… Merlin… Young warlock!" Merlin woke up in a shock. "Gaius?" he asked. He heard no response. "Where are you Merlin?" he heard the voice again. He rolled his eyes when he realized the dragon was calling him. He grabbed his jacket and snuck out the door. After distracting the prison guards, he walked down the steps, with a torch in hand. He stopped at the edge and didn't see the dragon in sight. "Where are you then!" he screamed. He heard it laughing. "You summoned me here! What do you want?!"
"I come to you with a warning Merlin. Your life in grate peril Warlock" the dragon explained. "In what peril? The king knows nothing of my power. I haven't upset anyone in a while. It's been quiet for nearly a year now" Merlin argued. "I know you have ignored my advice before, do not ignore it this time. Because if your do, then you'll die, and I will never be free."
Merlin laughed. "So, your warning me, to make sure I can free you one day?" The dragon nodded as he said "as you promised." "Your unbelievable. If I never made that promise to you, I would have made sure you would rot here for the rest of time!" Merlin screamed. "But a promise you made" the dragon laughed. Merlin had enough and left the laughing creature to its pits.
"And where have you been at this hour?" Gaius asked, as Merlin walked through the door. "Nothing important!" he spat. "Alright, alright. I was only asking you a question. Where are you going?" he asked, watching Merlin walk off. "Back to bed" he answered. "No, you're not. You need to get water from the wells" Gaius said, holding up a bucket for him.
Merlin took it as he sulked out the door. He walked through the busy streets of Camelot. He was exhausted. "Why does he always summon me early in the morning?!" he hissed as he approached the well.
He failed to notice a small child in a long black cloak walk up to the well. The child watched him pump the well for water. "Are you Merlin?" He looked to the side to see the child. "Yes" he answered. The child's face was hidden behind the cloak. "Here" he said, offering the child a cup of water. "Thank you" the water never last two seconds.
The child lifted the hood slightly, to reveal its face. Merlin realized the child was a small girl. No older than seven or eight. Her eyes were grey. Her skin was pale. She had a bruised cheek and dry blood on her forehead. Her eyes were bloodshot, from crying. "Are you alright?" he asked, as he helped her sit down on the step.
"You said you were Merlin?" she asked. "Yes I am. How do you know me?" he asked. "I don't. I've travel alone. I was going to pass through Camelot, when last night I heard a voice call out to me" she explained. Merlin stared at her. "It said there was someone else out there like me. Someone who shouldn't be here. Who is hated, but also can help bring good when the time is right" she explained. Merlin was stood up as she finished "I was told to find Merlin."