Chapter 2

Merlin looked around the dark forest. The trees blow as the moon shines bright. He looks back to make sure Arthur and the rest of the knights are asleep before he walks away and toward a clearing. When he is far away from them, he calls for Kilgharrah. The dragon comes flying toward him and lands beside him.

"Young Dragonlord, to what do I owe this pleasure?"

"It's Morgana. She went missing for a year and came back…pregnant. Do you know anything about this?" Merlin asked.

"No, young Dragonlord, but I fear things have changed."

"Change? What do you mean?" Merlin asked.

"The prophecy has changed," Kilgharrah said. "Morgana is no longer Arthur's doom. She no longer will be the one destined to destroy the Pendragon's."

"Wait, how did this happen? I know I should've helped her with her magic before she turned…But…the prophecy changed because she's pregnant?"

"Yes. You did what you felt was right, and that shows great courage, but trust is a double edged sword," the dragon said.

" I thought...because she has magic, I thought we were the same."

" In some ways you are," the dragon said.

"I will never be like her if she's evil."

"You have learnt an important lesson, Merlin. Your determination to see goodness in people will be your undoing. But I fear that your futures are now joined forever. She is the darkness to your light, the hatred to your love maybe even something more now," the dragon said.

"What do you mean by more?" Merlin asked.

"Morgana is still not to be trusted especially her sister, Morgause," the dragon said. "But things could come out not what you expect them."

"Morgana is pregnant. How could things change more then that? Do you know something?" Merlin asked.

"No, I don't, but the prophecy of the battle is still in balance. For now that is not what is troubling me."

"What is it?" Merlin asked.

"There's another Dragonlord here," Kilgharrah said.

Merlin's eyes widened. "What! How can that be? My father was the last one before he died and it was passed on to me. I thought you said I was the only one left," Merlin said, flabbergasted.

"You are the only one left," Kilgharrah said. "A man about 10 years older then you, came to see me about a month ago. He was dressed in rich black clothes, lined in blue and carried a sword. His faced was covered. He said he needed my help."

"Needed your help? Who was it?"

"I don't know, I fear whoever this man is, he's strong and a Dragonlord. He stood a couple feet from me and I could feel his power," Kilgharrah said. "More power then you have."

"How is that possible? You have no idea who he is, but know he's a Dragonlord?" Merlin asked.

"Yes and I fear like I know him, but… then I don't."

"I don't understand," Merlin said.

"I think things are not what they seem," Kilgharrah said.

"We need to find out who he is."

"Agreed," Kilgharrah said turning around. "Be aware young Dragonlord, I fear you will be tested," Kilgharrah said before flying away.

Merlin watched him leave and began to worry on who this man was that was more powerful then him.

That morning, Arthur and a dozen of knights make their way to Cenred's place. Merlin rode on the horse behind him. As they got close to the castle, solders appeared and attacked them. One of the soldiers near Merlin gets stabbed and Arthur helps him down from the battlements.

Cenred watches from above the balcony of the large castle as his men attack the Camelot's knights down below. A man stood beside him dressed in blue and black. His head was covered with a hood. "I want them captured alive."

"I am lord of this castle, not you." Cenred turned angry only to fall on his knees choking for breath.

"You know who I am and you still go against me," the man said.

"I'm sorry… I'm sorry…. please," Cenred begged gasping for breathe.

The cloaked man glared at him annoyed and released him.

Cenred coughed rubbing his throat. He stood taking a step back. "I'm sorry… my lord."

"Don't call me lord. Call me Emrys." His eyes glowed and the forest down below began to darken. A fog appeared flowing near Camelot's knights.

Arthur helps the wounded soldier and sets him by a tree. Arthur stabs one of the soldiers and runs toward a man lunging at Sir Leon.

Merlin turns to see a dark fog approach them. "Where the hell did that come from?" Merlin was pretty sure this was not a normal fog that approached him. He had a feeling this was Morgause's doing. Merlin glanced back to see Arthur pull a soldier off of Sir Leon and push him to the ground. Merlin turned back to see Morgause appear out of the fog wearing armor and holding a sword. Merlin sneered and his eyes glowed pushing her back making her fall back into the fog. He grabbed one of the swords that lay on the ground beside a dead soldier. He ran toward Arthur.

Arthur fights another soldier and stabs him. Another one appears jumping from a tree. Merlin's whispers a spell and the man swing back against a tree knocking him out.

Arthur turns. "Where have you been, hiding?"

"Ah, no, cotpole. Trying to keep you alive," Merlin said as a soldier from the left lunges at him. Merlin blocked him with the sword. Arthur came behind him piecing the soldier with his sword.

"We need to get out of here," Merlin pulls Arthur away from the fog as he watches four of Camelot's knights fall to the ground as the fog covers them.

"It's magic. Morgause is doing this. We can't fight against her," Merlin said.

"She is the one responsible for what happen to my sister," Arthur lunges, but Merlin pulled him back. "She will kill you, let's go," Merlin said.

"No." In fury, Arthur shrugged Merlin off and lunged forward as Morgause appeared with a sword in her hand. Arthur reached forward with sword in hand toward the fog.

"No," Merlin screamed reaching for Arthur, but as soon as the prince touched the fog, Arthur fell to the ground. "What did you do?"

Morgause chuckled. "You have no idea do you?"

"What are you talking about?" Merlin asked, taking a step back.

"I know you have magic. I know who you really are," Morgause said.

Merlin heart beat faster. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"It's not me that wants you," Morgause said.

Before he knew it, Merlin was pulled into the fog and darkness fell on him.

Morgana paced in her room tired of staying here. She opened her door as Percival stood by. She growled, annoyed. "Let me out."

"I'm sorry princess, I have my orders," Percival said.

Morgana closed the door on his face. She walked to the balcony and she whispered a spell. A golden rope hung from the balcony below. She climbed down carefully and landed on the ground. She placed the hood over her head, made her way to the edge of the castle, and hid near the back wall before a guard could see her. She watched him leave and when it was clear she ran to the nearest stable undetected and got on her horse named Silver. She rode to the clearing in the forest. She had to find out what her sister knew about her missing memory. She must find out what happen to her and who gotten her pregnant.

Morgana rode through the forest, past the large oak tree and past the large pond. She rode for another ten miles when she came across a crossing. She kept going straight. Morgana didn't stop. She kept going to push the horse to go faster until she was closer to the lake that was just up ahead.

Trees spread out through the forest. Green canopy, letting the bright sunlight filter through in a greenish light shinned down near the pond ahead. There is the sound of happily chirping birds and the rustling noise of a deer running nearby. The forest feels alive like she can sense the vines growing up towards the sunlight. She rode another mile until she finally made it to her destination.

She got off the horse and tied it's reigns around a thick tree branch. She leaned against the tree exhausted. She grabbed the caster of water in her bag and drank from it. Once she was done she put it back. She looked around hoping and praying she would spot Morgause. She had to be here someplace.

"Morgause," she called out. After the fifth time, Morgana sat down, frustrated that her sister wasn't coming. She could go to Cenred's land, but that was another twenty miles and she was tired. Maybe she'll go in another hour.

Morgana froze as she heard something in the forest. She listened intently as she leaned against the tree. She stood, grabbing the reigns from her horse as an arrow went flying past her. She screamed releasing the reigns as her horse suddenly cried and fell to the ground. She gasped and bends down to see an arrow in her horse. "No." She looked up her eyes blazing with anger as she saw two men appear out of the bush and stared at her.

"Look what we have, a noble," a blond man said with broken teeth, walking toward her.

"We could get a pretty price for her with the slave traders," a dark hair man said holding a knife.

"True, but we should have a little fun first," the blond man said with a smile.

"You shouldn't have done that," Morgana said with rage as she stared at her dying horse.

"And what are you going to do, beautiful?" one of the men said.

Morgana smirked. Her eyes shined gold and the two men in front of her were tossed to the nearest tree.

"Sorcerer." The man to the left came at her. Morgana cast the same spell, but the men only landed on the ground no more than a few feet from her. What the heck. What was wrong with her powers? It was true, she was drained, but she never experienced this before.

Morgana took a step back as the five men stood up. "Stay away or I swear I will burn you all."

"Witch, you will pay for that," the dark man hissed.

Morgana spit at them as the blond man reached for her. Morgana punched him square in the face knocking him to the ground. The dark hair yanked her forward by her hair, making her scream. He grabbed her face and she kicked him sending him to the ground.

Morgana's eyes brightened and the blond man was tossed to the man. Someone came from behind her and held a knife to her throat.

"Do that again and I'll slit that pretty face of yours," a dark hair man hissed.

Morgana sneered at him. "Let me go."

The man forced her to turn around and pushed her against a tree. "Why would I do that when I have you right where I want you." The man held her hands and kissed her.

Morgana wanted to throw up. She screamed and kicked, but he held her hard.

Morgana tried to reach for the knife he held near her neck when she saw the blond man suddenly get tossed high in the air landing in the pond nearby. The same thing happened with the others too.

The man released Morgana as his eyes widened at the sight of his men flying in the air. He turned sneering at her. "What did you do witch?"

"It wasn't me," Morgana said.

"Liar," the man reached for her neck, but was pulled back by some invisible force. "What the hell? Release me witch."

"It's not me," Morgana watched horrified as the man suddenly went flying into the forest within the trees in the distance. There was a loud scream and then nothing.

Morgana dropped the knife not sure what was going on, but she was frightened. She turned and noticed her horse was suddenly gone. Where could it have gone to? It was bleeding to death.

She walked toward the pond noticing the four men that got tossed in the pond were now washed up on the shore. The blond man was faced lying on his back with his eyes wide open with fear. He wasn't moving. None of them were. Morgana took a step back and jumped as something came running toward her. She turned and was startled to find her horse walking toward her.

She glared at it suspicious. "How did you get here?" She patted its head softly as it rubbed its head against her hand. She looked at its stomach to find no marks on him. "Strange." Morgana wondered if there was another sorcerer here. Maybe she should go to Cenred, but she was now petrified she would once again run into more disgusting bandits again. Morgana wasn't sure what to do.

Morgana was curious to find out what happen to the other bandit, but she was pretty sure what ever happen he was dead. Morgana started to get on her horse when it ran into the woods. "Silver, get back here." Morgana ran after him. She went further in to the forest, until she was in another clearing. There were a couple large stones in the middle of the clearing. Her horse stood their eating at the grass.

"Silver, what are you doing?" Morgana walked toward to fetch him when she stopped. She turned to find a cloak man standing there by her horse. He was patting Silver's head.

She took a step back. "Who are you?"

"A friend. It's not safe for a lady to be in this forest."

"I can take care of myself," Morgana scowled.

"Just like you took care of the bandits," the stranger said.

"You did that?" Morgana asked.

"Yes, I know who you are and I know who you are looking for?"

"Then what am I looking for?" Morgana asked. She studied him wondering how he took out all those men. He must be a sorcerer.

"You're looking for your sister!"

"How did you know that? Who are you?" Morgana asked taking a step forward to get a good look at him, but all she could see was he wore a dark black uniform lined in blue under the cloak. He had dark brown hair and had a mustache. If only she could get a closer look.

He took a step back. "Stop."

"Why? If you're a sorcerer, you don't have to be afraid. I won't tell anyone," Morgana said.

"I'm not afraid of anyone."

"Then why won't you let me see your face?" Morgana asked taking a step forward.

"Because… you can't know who I am yet. It's not time… go back to Camelot," the man said.

"Wait," Morgana ran after him and grabbed his cloak, which fell to the ground. The man turned and grabbed her by the arm. Morgana gasped as he faced her. He had dark blue eyes, mustache and was in his early thirties. He looked familiar, very familiar. "Do I know you?"

The young man gulped. "I'm sorry." He released her and turned away.

Morgana didn't know why she was staring at him. He was beautiful and very handsome. "Are you sure we haven't met?"

"No."

Morgana was about to chase after him when the sound of horse hooves pounded against the ground coming toward them.

"Be careful," the young man said, taking her hand and placing a kiss on it.

Morgana blushed slightly and turned to find the knights of Camelot appearing before her.

Sir Percival was the first to get off his horse. "Unhand the princess."

The young man bowed. "My apologizes. I was only telling her goodbye and that I'm sure we will once again see each other."

Percival stepped forward with sword in one hand and took Morgana by the other arm pulling her forward. "Who are you?"

The young man smiled. "Me… I am Emrys and be sure to tell your king that." Then he disappeared in a flash.

Morgana stood there stunned still until Sir Percival came toward her. "Princess, what were you doing here? Do you know how dangerous this is?"

"Yes, and as I said before, I'm capable of protecting myself," Morgana got on her horse and rode back to Camelot with the knights following her.

Arthur was not happy. "You do know this is your fault, right?"

"Me. I'm not the one that got angry and went into the fog to get knocked out, sir prat," Merlin teased.

"Oh shut up," Arthur said annoyed as he walked toward the bars of the cell he was in. He wondered if his men were okay. "There must be a way to sneak out of here."

Merlin stood and looked around the small cell.

The sound of footsteps approached them. Arthur took a step back with arms crossed. His eyes glared in fury as Morgause and two of Cenred's soldiers stood in the hall staring at Arthur.

"What did you do to my men? Where are they?" Arthur asked.

"No need to worry, Prince Arthur. Your knights are well, for now," Morgause said with a smile.

"What do you want?' Merlin asked.

"Me, what do I want? I want your father to bring magic back," Morgause said.

"That's impossible and will likely never happen," Arthur said.

Merlin frowned.

"Why don't you see magic is good?" Morgause said.

"Magic is evil and you are a good reason why my father will never bring magic back," Arthur said.

Morgause laughed. "You think you know everything, don't you price Arthur? What you don't know is magic will be brought back once and for all sooner then you think."

"What are you talking about?" Arthur asked irritated.

"Magic will be brought back and you, Prince Arthur are destined to bring magic back," Morgause said.

"Lies."

"It's predicted in the Druid prophecy. They don't lie," Morgause spat. "And our ruler does not lie."

"Ruler? Who is your king?" Arthur asked.

Morgause laughed. "Our King goes by the name of Emrys."

Merlin gulped.

"Emrys is the most powerful Dragonlord to ever walk this world and you Prince Arthur are destined to bring the world back to peace along with him."

Arthur stared then laughed at her. "What nonsense is this? Do you expect me to believe any of this?"

"No, but you won't have a choice in the matter," Morgause said. "It will come one way or another."

Morgause turned hastily as one of the guards grabbed Merlin. Merlin's eyes golden as Arthur back was facing him.

Arthur turned to see Merlin slumped forward and onto the floor. "Merlin." Arthur ran to him, but a guard grabbed his hand pulling him out of the cell.

"Let me go. What did you do to Merlin?" Arthur asked angrily.

"Your servant will be fine," Morgause said stepping out of the cell. "I will send a healer to him soon. Come."

Arthur fought, but loss in the end. The two guards dragged him down the hall and into the throne room. The guards pushed him forward as he almost stumbled to his knees but gained his balance. He stood glaring daggers at the man know as Cenred that sat on the throne.

"Prince Arthur, what a delight it is to see you in my territory." Cenred smiled.

"What do you want? Where are my men?" Arthur asked.

"They are safe, for now," Cendred said.

"If you hurt them…"

"Believe me I wish I could, but I have orders… unfortunately," Cenred said.

Morgause rolled her eyes. "Where is our lord?"

"Not sure, he disappeared. That could be a good thing," Cenred said.

"Cenred, don't get rash," Morgause approached him.

Arthur eyed the guard to his left and punched him knocking him to the floor. Arthur dodged the guard to the right, kicked the sword out of his hand, and took it. He now was standing before Cenred pointing the sword at him. Morgause stood to the side and laughed.

"You men always can't stand to talk it out, can you?" Morgause said.

"I wouldn't do that if I was you," Cenred said with narrowed eyes.

Arthur lunged forward, and clashed his sword with Cenred's.

They parried, dodged, blocked until Arthur feet was kicked out from under him. He fell to the ground with Cenred pointing the sword at him, but Cenred was suddenly tossed backwards, the sword falling from his hand. Arthur sat up and stared at a cloak man standing by the throne. Morgause bowed to the cloak person. "My lord."

"Stop calling me that," the man hissed passing Morgause.

Arthur stood grabbing his sword and pointed it at the cloak man. He wore a blue and black uniform. He seemed like he was royalty of some sort. The man stared at him intensely like he was shocked to see him.

"I'm not going to hurt you. Put the sword down."

"No, not until you tell me who the hell you are and what you did to my men," Arthur said.

The cloak man sighed and placed the hood down that was over his head. "I am Emrys."

Arthur stares at the man. He had blue eyes and black hair. The man looked very familiar, but couldn't place from where. "Have we met before?"

"I'm afraid we haven't," Emrys turned. "I only brought you here to talk to you."

"You mean kidnapped," Arthur said.

"It's urgent that I talk to you and no this is not about magic, not yet anyway," Emrys said.

"Then what is it you want to talk about?" Arthur asked.

Emrys turned back around. "It's about your sister, Morgana."

"Do you know how foolish and dangerous that was?" Uther asked, glaring at his daughter with arms crossed.

"I know… it won't happen again," Morgana said.

Uther wasn't so sure. "Until I see improvement you will now have two bodyguards."

"What?"

"Don't fight me on this, Morgana. It's only for your protection and your child's? Don't you see that I'm doing this to help you?" Uther asked.

Morgana held anything in her power to toss him across the room with her magic. "I understand father. Forgive me for my disrespect."

"You may go," Uther watched her leave with a sigh of relieve. When he first heard she was gone, he thought she was captured again or worse. He glad she was okay.

"Sir Percival, tell me everything that happened," Uther asked.

"Yes, sir."

"Your sister has magic… powerful magic," Emrys said.

Arthur glared at him then chuckled loudly. "Is this a joke? Do you expect me to belive this?"

Emrys rolled his eyes. "No, let me make it more clearer. Morgause and Morgana are sisters. Did you know this?"

"I heard, but father… Uther said it's not true," Arthur said.

"He's lying. Tell them Morgause?" Emrys said.

"It's true, she is my step sister," Morgause said. "Just as Morgana is to you. Your father had an affair with my mother."

"Lies," Arthur said shocked they would accused his father of such a thing. "He would do no such thing."

"How blinded you are by your father's word," Emrys said.

"You don't know nothing about my father," Arthur said.

"I know more about your father then you think." Emrys eyes glowed yellow as a candle in the far right side of the wall flamed to life. He closed his eyes calming himself. He wanted nothing more then to reach out and strangle the idiot. However, he stopped himself. The last time his anger got the best of him was when he found out Uther was the cause of his father leaving his mother and he end up… killing Arthur's father. His heart ached by the past and what happened afterwards. He shook the memory away and stared at Arthur.

Arthur took a step back not sure of his attentions. "Why was I sent here besides listening to you ramble about my sister. If this is true, what is the purpose of telling me this?"

"Now we are getting somewhere," Emrys said stalking toward him.

Arthur held the sword toward him, but Emrys eyes glowed and it was tossed to the side and Arthur was frozen on the spot.

"I'm not going to hurt you. I need to give you a memory. Then you will understand," Emrys said.

"No," Arthur said, struggling to get away. "Release me."

"Is that what they all say," Morgause said with a grin.

"I thought you were going to kill him." Cenred said.

Emrys turned his eyes yellow as Cenred went flying to the wall and lay unconscious on the floor. "Any other questions?" Emrys turned to Morgause.

Morgause rolled her eyes.

Emrys grabbed Arthur's jaw. "It will only hurt for a moment."

Arthur saw his eyes flash and the last thing he saw was darkness.

Merlin awoke to the sound of a distant scream. He looked to his right to see Gwaine trying to wake him. "Merlin…Merlin."

"What happened?" Merlin asked.

"I don't know, but they took Arthur," Gwaine said, worried.

Merlin looked around noticing it was just Gwaine and him. "Where is everyone else?"

"Not sure, I think in the next cell," Gwaine said.

Merlin sighed not sure if he should show his magic to Gwaine. He needed to get out and save Arthur. Merlin walked toward the door and placed his hand on the bars. He pushed and his eyes glowed. The door went flying back slamming to the floor. "Damn it."

"How did you do that?" Gwaine said with wide eyes.

"No time for that now. We must find Arthur." Merlin ran out of the cell and his eyes flashed as one of the guards fell to the floor unconscious. Merlin grabbed the guard's keys and unlocked the two cells that held the rest of Camelot's guards.

"Merlin, how did you get the keys?" Gwaine followed him.

Merlin ignored him and helped Sir Leon and the rest get out. "We need to find Arthur."

"Let's go," Sir Leon said.

Merlin fought his way though Cenred's guards. At time, he would use magic when no one was looking. Although, he knew eventually he would have to tell Gwaine since he saw him blast the cell door.

Merlin was almost to the throne room when he heard a scream. It was Arthur. Merlin ran post the guards, burst into the throne room, and stopped to see Arthur on his knees with some man doing something to his head.

Merlin shuts the door before Camelot's guards come and then blast Cenred and Morgause to the side. "Release him," Merlin said with sword pointing toward the man.

The man lifts his head and Merlin almost dropped the sword. The man eyes looked like…him. What the… "Who are you?"

The man smiled releasing Arthur as he fell to the floor. "You know who I am." The man walked toward Merlin and stared into his soul.

Merlin eyed the man carefully.

"I am you just as you are me. I am Emrys."

Merlin stared at him then laughed. "Inpossible… Could my life get anymore stranger? I now have an impostor."

"I am not an impostor. I'll prove it to you." Emrys reached forward and grabbed Merlin's hand and he screamed as memories flashed into his head.

Merlin fell to the ground on his knees as the door burst open. Guards stood before Emrys with swords drawn, but he ignored them. "You know what you need to do, Merlin. You must help her." With that Emrys raised his hand and Camelot's knight, Merlin and Arthur was sent in a vortex.

Arthur awoke with an awful headache. He sat up realizing he was outside lying on the grass beside his father's castle. He looked over to see his knights and Merlin on the grass as well. "What happened?"

Gwaine groaned and rubbed his head. "Looks like we were tossed into some twister and landed back home. Whoever that guy was he had a lot of magic."

"Are you okay, Arthur?" Merlin asked standing.

"I think so." Arthur rubbed his head and visions suddenly flashed in his head. Memories of his father and his mother were. His birth and his mother's death. He saw the destruction his father caused and the pain he caused, but more importantly his mother died and his father knew about it. Knew his mother would die if he was born.

"Arthur, Arthur!" Gwaine stared at him.

Arthur turned and saw his father.

"Arthur, thank God. I was worried," Uther said walking toward him with Sir Percival beside him.

"You lied to me!" Arthur glared at him in anger.

"What are you talking about?" Uther asked.

"You knew my mother would die if I was born…and you let it happened?" Arthur shouted.

Merlin watched the scene unfold and knew that Impostor did this.

"Arthur, keep your voice down," Uther said. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Admit it," Arthur reached for him and grabbed for his father collar.

Sir Percival and Sir Leon grabbed Arthur holding him back.

"That is enough. I don't know what is going on, but your actions are uncalled for. Guards take him to his room and guard it," Uther said.

"So this is your answer for everything you do. If you don't want to hear the truth, you hide them away. Is this what you did to mother?"

Uther latched out and stopped from slapping his son across the face. He stood before him with anger. "I loved your mother and you have no idea how lost I was when she died. Yes, I knew it would happen, but I don't regret it. I needed an heir and I love you just as I loved your mother. Let's go."

"What about all the people you killed. All the innocent people you executed during the Great plunge."

"Who told you about this?" Uther said.

Arthur glared at him for a moment. "A man known as Emrys."

Merlin sighed nervously.

"We shall talk about this later. Let's go," Uther said.

Merlin watched the guards take Arthur away and followed his father. Merlin knew he wouldn't be able to see him for a while so he went to see Gaius.

He opened the door and walked in.

"Merlin, I was worried. Are you okay?" Gaius said.

"Well, not really. We have a problem. Well I guest I could say I have a problem," Merlin said.

"What is it?" Gaius said sitting at the table.

"There is an impostor here and he's claiming to be me."

"What?"

"That's what I said," Merlin said. "And whoever this sorcerer is, he has a lot of magic. He created a vortex and send us back to Camelot."

Gaius opened his mouth then closed it. "No one has ever been that strong enough in magic… except for you."

"I know, which makes me wonder who this impostor is," Merlin said. "And the strange thing was he said that I must help her, but he didn't say who. Then he touched my hand and memories came to me. However, I don't remember what it was. Other then that Uther will be after Emrys.

Gaius began to think and stared at Merlin. "You're going have to be more careful. Sir Percival was talking to Uther and told him about a man called Emrys. The man was talking to Morgana.

"He was in her room?" Merlin asked slight jealous.

"No, Morgana ran off into the woods and this man talked to her. In addition, Morgana's nightmares are getting worse. I'm afraid her powers will be exposed if we don't do something," Gaius said.

Merlin's eyes lit up. "That's what the impostor met."

"What?"

"He said that I must help her. What if he was talking about Morgana," Merlin said.

"I don't know Merlin," Gaius said.

"I'm going to go talk to her," Merlin said standing.

"Merlin, are you sure that is wise?" Gaius said.

"I'll be fine." Merlin ran out the door and walked toward Morgana's room that was guarded by Sir Percival.

"Hi Sir Percival. I'm here to give Lady Morgana her drought," Merlin said.

Sir Percival nodded and lets him threw. Merlin knocked on the door and it opened.

"Merlin, I'm glad you're here. I want to talk to you," Morgana said smiling.

"Okay," Merlin walked in and sat on the chair in her room.

Morgana sat across from him. "Do you know this man know as Emrys is?"

"No, but I do know he is an impostor," Merlin whispered.

"What do you mean?" Morgana asked.

Merlin gulped not sure if he should tell her this. "That you met is not Emrys."

"How do you know? Do you know him?" Morgana asked.

Merlin paused. "I am Emrys."

"Wait, what?"

"The prophecy I told you about speaks of Emrys. I'm confused as much as you. However, whoever this man is, he says I must help you. I'm not sure what he means," Merlin said.

"That man saved me. Some thugs were trying to attack he and he…I think he killed them. I'm not sure, but he also healed my horse. I know he's a sorcerer and it seems like a very powerful one," Morgana said.

"I agree he's powerful," Merlin said.

"When you met him did you felt like you knew him?" Morgana asked.

"A little, why?"

"What if… he was the one that took my memories away when Morgause took me? What if he was the one that…" Morgana rubbed her swallow stomach.

Merlin's eyes widened realizing what she was trying to say. "No, I don't think a man like that would have took advantage of you. He saved you from the thugs right?"

"Yes," Morgana said.

Merlin took her hand. "It's going to be okay."

Morgana gave a small smile. "I hope your right."

A knock on the door startled them and then it opened. Merlin quickly released his hand when he noticed Uther walked in. Merlin swallowed as Uther stared at him with narrowed eyes.

"What are you doing here?" Uther asked.

"He was giving me my sleeping drought," Morgana said. "Thank you Merlin."

Merlin stood and nodded as he left the room with relives. Now he had to find Arthur. Merlin was half way down the hall when a headache started to form again. He turned the corner and almost ran into Gwaine.

"Merlin, I was looking everywhere for you. What's wrong?" Gwaine asked.

Merlin sat down on the bench and held his head. "I don't know… my head."

"Come, lets get you to Gaius," Gwaine said helping him to the physician.

Merlin eyes blurred as Gwaine caught him falling to the floor.

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