Mystery of the Fae

She woke up lying upon a lake. In the distance was an island with a white tower and fields of flowers, however the distance to the island upon which the tower lay seemed to be an insurmountable obstacle to surpass. Within the lake upon which she lay however there was another small island upon which she could see what looked like a large throne with a woman sitting upon it.

Looking at the lake she could see her reflection looking back at her, her dark black hair in a ponytail, her emerald eyes glistening upon the mirror-like surface of the lake surface. Upon wondering where she was, she decided to head to the island as it seemed to be the only place where she might get any semblance of an answer.

As she approached she got a better look at the woman, her piercing silver/blue eyes along with her blonde almost white hair. Her beautiful dress, a black and blue creation accentuated her body with cutouts that showed her creamy delicate skin. A white shall light garment covered her arms and provided her warmth from the cold air. Barely able to be seen was blue tattoos inscribed upon her. Sitting beside the woman though with a small haze surrounding it as if it were a heat haze within the cold of the area was a large weapon of black with blue runes carved upon it. It was taller than she was and seemed to be a spear-like weapon.

"So that time has come" came the womans quiet voice but within the din of the area it echoed with power and authority. Her eyes then focused solely upon Morgan herself causing a shiver to run down her back. It felt as if she was being evaluated, judged.

"So this is who i will become" the woman seemed to mutter to herself. This confused her, what did she mean by that?

"Come forth child, we have much to discuss and you out of every one have nothing to fear from me" for some reason she could feel there was truth behind those words, actually it was almost as if she could feel the emotion that the woman was feeling.

"Um, miss? But where are we?" Morgan asked tentatively unsure of if she was allowed, her uncle and aunt would have severely punished her for doing so.

A small smile appeared on the woman's face. " we are within our mind child" the woman responded, getting wide eyes from her. This seemed to amuse the woman more. "I have been remiss in that I have not introduced myself, my name is Morgan," the woman said. This caused the young girl to get excited "Really me too!" temporarily forgetting herself in her excitement.

The woman couldn't help herself but chuckle at the child. She really did remind her of her younger years, her innocent years. Things however change as life is a cruel mistress. Something that living under the auspex of a prophecy will no doubt teach this one. She had learned from Merlin that she would be reborn, and that it would be to fulfill a prophecy. It was one of the things she hated about the incubus' clairvoyance. She herself believed in having choice but that thing took that away from you the second he opened his mouth.

Looking at the child that she would be joining with, giving her essence and knowledge, she could not help but feel sorry, deciding to preserve some of the child's youth she started to cast seals, locks that would degrade and release her power over time she had seen that she was at chaldea they would be able to help her grow beyond her, tune up the weaknesses as the child was not bound to a class.

Keeping the child talking while she worked was a simple thing, that was when she felt it. The parasite her other half, her light side Vivian persona had been keeping blocked was destroyed with aid from the outside. The people from Chaldea must have been tending her and noticed the foreign black magic stuck in her scar. Good she would not have to deal with it herself later.

During her chat she had been feeling the transfer happening a slow drain going to the girl who still had not noticed the changes, her once black hair now the same as Morgan's own. Her eyes had also changed. Any others would only show themselves as she grew. The ones that were more evident were her mindscape, the once lush greens changed to more whites and blues. The deep lake that represented her magic and memories (not that the child knew that) was now defended and hidden by a large shield of ice. They were surrounded by a Ring of evergreens with an Avalon still in the distance, those were obviously Vivians contribution but she was the main contributor.

This child would not be dark nor would she be light. She would be twilight, balanced in magic with vivians light magic and her black magic. It would now be up to the Chaldeans to raise her, to guide her as with the strength of the fey and the knowledge of one of the strongest spell casters of history it would be paramount that she was guided well. And with that the mindscape faded away, the transfer complete, Morgan le fay had been reborn.

Xxxxx

Within the medical bay of the facility lay the child, whilst the people of the facility had grown used to all sorts of unusual phenomena, having a child suddenly appear, well a child who was not a heroic spirit. Was not one of them. Especially one who was obviously abused.

After treating the child, a berserker also known as Florence Nightingale was watching in amazement as her hair started to change colour and knew immediately that this was beyond her capabilities. She might be able to heal wounds and have a noble phantasm that can heal but magic that is something that she could not help with.

So she sent out a call to the facility's casters for aid. It was not long till a small group arrived in the usual rustle of robes that almost always seemed to accompany them. The second one of them walked in "ahh so she has arrived!" came his almost joyous voice. Merlin the once Grand caster who seemed to delight in annoying everyone by knowing everything around him with his clairvoyance. The man looked at one of the others. Medea " I would suggest using rule breaker upon the child's scar. It holds a very dark and evil kind of magic." This caused the woman to frown and cast a detection spell upon it only to growl. She had seen this magic before in her time. From a wizard named Herpo the fool wanted to be immortal and started to play about with the soul thus creating this abomination.

She did not even hesitate. Those things were a plague and a disease against magic. To think some one was stupid enough to create one. Even if they earned a place within the throne they would not get there as they had destroyed their soul thus stopping their own entry. The idiots.

Watching the child now that the child now that the dispelling has been done Merlin had to sigh, he had a section of the heroes here at the facility to give a heads up to. He knew that the master was taking an interest in the child and he would talk to her but first he had to go to camelots section of the facility, he had what would be an awkward conversation awaiting him.

Xxxxx

Within a meeting room which had been booked and reserved for those heroic spirits that came from camelot stood a group of people awaiting the return of merlin. There were quite a few people there and ironically a few of them were versions of the same person. All of them were seated around the table waiting when "Merlin, do you know what your counterpart is doing?" came the voice of a young man sitting at the top of the table. This was Arthur Pendragon, one of the many versions of the king of knights that had been summoned addressing his merlin, a beautiful white haired woman who like her counterpart had a habit of toying with those around her.

" No, only that he was called to aid in the infirmary."though she said this bluntly the smirk on her face said otherwise and the knights of the round table knowing both merlins penchant for pranks could only cringe in anticipation at what the woman had in store for them.

It was at this point that the door opened and the male counterpart entered and looked at the room and those arrayed within. Arthur and the female merlin. Three artorias, saber, lancer and caster. The others were either busy or not attending and would be informed later. Then there were the knights of the round, gawain, lancelot, mordred, gaheris, gareth ,agravain and tristan. Yes this was going to be interesting, for some more than others.

Moving to his seat he sat and gathered himself. The lancer version of his king spoke "well merlin you would not have asked for us to come here if it was not important." this was of course true however this was something that had happened to him but not his counterpart.

"Yes it is, I shall start with saying that one of my foretellings has come to pass" at this everyone's heads snapped to him with wide eyes. "What do you mean?" snapped his other, confusing the others in the room. This caused a self deprecating smile to spread across his face.

"I mean that i had a fore telling that you did not and it has come to pass" and it was true they had compared notes on foretellings to see if all was okay, she had some that he did not as well as him that she did not.

"And what was this foretelling" requested Arthur getting a nod from the room, this caused him to sigh.

"Well first, as you know the master was summoning today" this got a nod as she usually did so on this day it had become a sort of habit for her. It also allowed the facility to estimate roughly when any newcomers might appear.

"Yes well she was successful but not in the way she was hoping." This caused some raised eyebrows. "She summoned what at first appeared to be an abused child." there was a wave of shock that rippled through the room, almost immediately followed by righteous rage.

"I am not finished" he shouted silencing them as he flared his mana. "It seemed that the summoning locked on to the childs panicked magic signature and pulled her here. But whilst doing so it woke something up deep within her. Some one deep within her" his voice had a pained tone to it now.

"Merlin, how old is the child?" it was a lancer that asked. "She is five" and she is resting after being healed. "Obviously you have been telling us this to prepare us for something, I am sure we can take it. Merlin, who is it?" Gawain asked whilst getting nods from his comrades in arms.

Letting out a sigh he prepared "morgan le fay, she has been reborn and is currently within the medical facilities. However I am unsure if she remembers her past life or not." he admitted.

Xxxxx

Rituka had been sitting at her computer in her office looking at what they knew about the child within the medical facilities. She had two screens showing all of their information. One was showing all the information about the child Morgan Potter. She was glad that they had contacts all around the world including in the magical enclaves, or more specifically the goblin nation.

Upon having the child laid on a bed and being treated she had sent out feelers for information as soon as possible. And what she had gotten back was not promising.

Name:Morgan Lillith Potter

Age:5

DoB:29/7/xxxx

Father: none

Mother: Lily Potter (unavailable)

Mother : Titania (unavailable)

Species :Fae/ Witch

Blood status : Unknown/ inapplicable

Titles: Heiress Potter(withdrawn by head of house for unknown reasons)

Possible others requires testing

She could not help but sigh, she had a young witch from an enclave within her facility from one of the founding houses of that enclave and to make matters worse she was a half fae. This was only exacerbated when she added in the spirit origin.

Morgan le fay. The sister of artoria Pendragon, this as well as the fact that the child had been abused meant that no she could not just turn the child back over to whatever guardian she had been with. The child technically had family here and even if those don't want to look after her the could sign the form and one of the others could look after the child.

She just needed to remember the lost belts to know how powerful that child could become. Yes it was their responsibility to ensure that she was raised well and responsibly. Now who to do so?