Okay, so hear me out here. XD I was just listening to music one night, dying inside due to sickness and doing math homework for my professor when suddenly this idea hit me and I couldn't get it to leave me alone. Basically, I thought of how Barbra could of been a witch and Jim was her son during the time around the Battle of Killahead Bridge, but to keep her son alive through the war due to how he was a student of Merlin and she knew he would just throw her child into the field, she put him under her magic and made him go to sleep for 300 years. This is basically the outcome of such idea and I hope you guys enjoy it due to how it fucking tortured me. :)
I felt my tunic feel tight against my chest as I watched my mother with a frown upon my face. "Mother? What's the matter?" I watched her face drop as she placed a hand upon my cheek and then place her forehead against my own. She closed her eyes and mumbled something silently to herself before she opened them slowly to then pull away with a hand still placed on my face.
"James, my boy, you know that I love you? Don't you?" I smiled at her and placed my hand over her's.
"I know. I love you as well." I watched a smile appear on her face before she put her other hand through my hair. I knew what this kind of moment meant. My mother was a witch. I was a student of Merlin. We were constantly in danger. I was constantly in the battles that she hated. She was constantly on the run. Magic was something now that people were being slaughtered for day by day. I was a half-blood and she was the Lady Of The Lake, the most powerful witch on this side of the world. I knew that our lives were constantly full of near-deaths and forever movement.
"Place your forearm in my hands." I did as she asked me to after she removed her face from my face. She placed her right hand on my inner right forearm and she kept it still within her left hand. "If this hurts, I swear it won't last long." I gave her nod before a burning sensation started to happen upon my arm's skin. I clenched my teeth together as I watched the skin glow slowly under my mother's hand. After a couple more moments that felt like it was minutes longer than it really was. I looked at my arm once my mom took a step back from me to see that there was something like a tattoo upon my skin.
"It's a Celtic Motherhood Knot. It will lead you to me the next time you awake." I looked up to her instantly.
"When I awake?" She frowned before reaching out and brushing her hand into my hair once again.
"My boy, there will be a battle that is going to approach that you do not deserve to be apart of and I need to go into hiding once again. I do not want Merlin to take advantage of my son. I do not want you dying for someone that wants to use you. That's why I brought you here. That's why I placed my bond upon your skin." I felt her sadness in her voice. It made me look down at my hands, one that was now sitting on my thigh and the other was upon the hilt of my sword. I felt her hand leave my head and then appear under my chin to lift it to make me look in her eyes. Her's were as blue as the ocean and it was one of the many traits that I carried from her. "I want to save you. I want us to be happy. I want you to live free in the world and fight for what you believe is worthy of your life. I know I cannot force you to put your father's sword down." I smiled at her softly.
"You know me way too well." I looked around the small cave camber my mother had made that I could feel the magic flowing through. My small magical metal box that Merlin made to withhold my armor was under a small little alter like bed. I stood up and walked over to it and placed my sword down next to my armor's holding. I pulled myself up onto the rock slab. I gave my mother a smile as she approached me. "You promise that you will be here when I awake?" She placed a hand upon my cheek.
"You know I can't promise to be physically here when you awake, but I can promise that when you do that it'll be to a friendly face. But if not, you know that it would be against my will. Now, lay down. We don't have much time." I swung my legs up and laid down slowly so that my head would reach the small pillow that was pre-placed on the bed. I watched as my mom leaned down and pulled up my sword from where I placed it not long earlier. She took my hands and placed it within my grasp before having it settle on my chest. I felt her hands then go to my hair once again before her voice filled the silent air once again.
"I love you, my child. More than the sun loves the sky. More than the moon loves the sun. Close my eyes, my boy." I did as she told as I felt her lips leave a feathery touch against my forehead. "May you sleep peacefully, my clann. May you awake to a better world. May you awake to a friendly smile." As soon as her voice faded into the silence, I felt myself fade into slumber.
It felt as if no time as pasted as my mind acknowledged foreign voices that have cut through the silence like my mother's.
"Claire, what are we doing here? This place is creepy AF. I would very much rather be prepping for my date tonight." That voice was further away than the one that appeared almost right next to me.
"I something pulled me over here. I can't explain what, but I have a feeling." Another voice suddenly appeared that sounded not too far after it.
"Come on C-Bomb! This is what pulled us into your trollhunter lifestyle! What else can this 'instincts' of yours that's going to lead us to now?" I felt eyes now scanned my body. Now finally understanding what the second voice had said, I felt an urge to finally open my eyes. I felt them flutter apart slowly to see a beautiful sight before me. It was a young lady that I could tell was around my age. Her dark chocolate eyes turned into saucers as she noticed mine had opened. She had short jet black hair that had a blue streak within her hair. I could see some of her clothing and it completely boggled my mind. I never saw clothing such as it. I pull myself up and felt my sword slide into my lap softly as I heard two screams echo through the cave. I covered my ears almost instantly.
"My, I never expected to awaken to such a lovely sound." I pulled my hands from my ears as I looked back over to the beautiful sight that had greeted me. I've just noticed at this point that she was the only one that seemed to have wonder and curiosity within her eyes instead of fear within her voice. There was the pulling feeling that I could feel within my veins that made me almost incapable to tear my eyes away from her, but somehow I found the strength to do as so to look at the two other ladies that I heard earlier. Their clothing as well filled my mind with curiosity as I glanced over them. "I can tell quite well that time as pasted, but I am unable to tell how long in total. Would you mind to tell me the year at least if you are going to gaze at me as if I am a wolf within sheep's clothing."
"The year is 2016." I looked back over to the sight that I couldn't look away from earlier. I looked down at my right forearm and rolled up my tunic sleeve to reveal my mother's marking was still there. I then looked back up to the young lasses that were now closer than before. "But who are you?" I gave the chocolate eyed sight to see a smile before I swung my legs over the side of my resting place and put my sword beside me.
"I'm James of Lake. Son of one of the most powerful witches on this side of the world, the Lady of The Lake." I jumped down to stand on my feet and placed my sword's scaffold around my waist so it would sit on my right hip. I placed my hand on its hilt and smiled at its feeling of familiarity. My stance was wide and I felt my sword's tip tap the back of my left leg as I stood. "And I'm the student and knight of Merlin."