Of Arthurian
Dreams And Lives
Disclaimer: This is something of a teaser of an idea sent my way by Stand With Ward And Queen. Though if and when I get around to the actual thing, the beginning will be different compared to this.
Summary: Plagued by dreams of a life that feels incredibly real, two of Beacon Hills' protectors reach out to one man who hopefully has the answers.
"We must not falter my comrades! For doing so shalt bring forth certain doom upon Camelot herself!" Cried out an urgent voice belonging to that of King Arthur himself as he and his Knights did battle against a viscious horde of monstrosities.
Monstrosities no doubt having been brought forth by the vile Morgana LeFay to end his life and take Camelot for her own vile ends. "Fear not, oh King of Kings, for we shalt be victorious once again!" Boasted Lancelot as he took the head of one of their opponents.
A sudden impact to the ground sent the good King flying much to the horror of his Knights. And this impact would be what awoke one Scott McCall, True Alpha of Beacon Hills, California, from another oh so real feeling dream of his. One that had had him drenched in a cold sweat as he shot up in his bed while breathing heavily. "Ohh man… I am sick of these dreams..."
For the damn things had been plaguing him for almost two months now. The fact the dreams made it feel like he truly was King Arthur of Camelot was damned concerning and he hoped someone wasn't trying to screw with his head just so they could get to the Nemeton and use it for their own ends. Or some other kind of plan that would no doubt get people needlessly killed. "I gotta talk to Deaton about this…" Muttered the young man as he laid back down on his bed with a heavy sigh.
Hopefully his boss and mentor would have an idea of things…
Sometime Later At The Beacon Hills Animal Clinic
To Scott's surprise, he found that Deaton wasn't alone as Derek was there too. And the older Wolf had something of a pensive and annoyed look on his face. "Uhh, I can come back later?"
"Considering when I look at you and immediately find myself thinking of King Arthur and wanting to give you sage advice? Probably may want to stick around, Scott." Derek told him and the young Alpha's eyes widened at that.
His eyes then narrowed for a moment as he studied Derek. "Huh. I look at you and think… Merlin. What the Hell is going on here?"
Derek just shrugged in a helpless manner as Deaton looked at the two. "Perhaps it would be best if you both explained to me what exactly is going on?"
And so they did. Telling him of how they'd been having dreams for two months. Of how Scott kept dreaming of himself as King Arthur, of how Derek dreamed he was the famous Wizard known as Merlin himself. Advisor and Wizard to Camelot's King and Court. They told the man of how the dreams felt so incredibly real and life like instead of just mere dreams. Scott even mentioned with clear annoyance on his face of how in these dreams, he saw Guinevere, who reminded him of Allison, with Lancelot, who reminded him of Jackson. And how those two thought they were being so secretive with their trysts when they really weren't. Reminding him a little too much of the second half of his Sophomore year for his liking where Jackson and Allison were concerned. As for Derek, some of his dreams had included encounters with Morgana, or Morgan LaFey, who reminded him too much of Kate Argent for his liking.
Once they were done, they looked at Deaton as he took it all in and thought it over. And after what felt like a really long time for the duo, the former Emissary began to speak up. "This… This is incredible, I have to say. As while I could be entirely wrong, but what you two are describing sounds an awful lot like experiencing past lives more than just dreaming something that feels incredibly real. Especially given the very close experiences you both are having. Though there has been some skepticism about this sort of phenomena."
"So you're saying we were King Arthur and Merlin in a past life and we're basically what, reincarnations of them?" Scott asked the Vet in a doubtful manner.
"Essentially? Yes."
"Alright… But Arthur wasn't anywhere close to being Hispanic from what I could tell in my dreams though."
"So if this is all real, then Peter's long held belief that the tales of King Arthur are nothing more then myths isn't much of a belief." Added Derek as he looked at Deaton, remembering how Peter had firmly claimed more then once that the stories of King Arthur and all that was related to him was nothing more then fanciful story telling.
"Precisely."
"Huh. He's just gonna love that." Hell, it gave him a pleasant feeling to know that he was gonna shake his Uncle's beliefs in the near future.
Even though he himself was having trouble with the whole thing. "And Scott? Something tells me that reincarnation doesn't exactly care about race in the grand scheme of things." Deaton told his young protege and he nodded thoughtfully at that.
"Right… So… Now what?"
"I… I honestly don't know right now."
His reply really didn't sit well with the two Wolves and both hoped he'd find an answer for them really soon.
Author's Notes: How was that for a teaser? Stand, hope ya liked!
