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A stray light from the sheer curtain hits on my face. I have always hated to be woken up by light, preferring the sound of alarm clock or birds chirping outside, bustling here and there looking for food. I muttered silently of how I hated the light. I knew I have to wake up and reluctantly I did. I thought to myself, wondering when did I changed my bedding. Rubbing my eyes in effort to make my eyes adjust to the light and when it did, I panicked.

'This is not my room!' Looking around the room, I tried to think hard how and when I came here. I couldn't remember a thing. Removing the quilt, I step off the bed and looked at myself and noticed that I wearing someone else night dress. The color is pearl white and the style is quite strange, like it was from the Medieval Time.

There's a 3 panel mirror dresser nearby the bed and I went straight there and sat on the stool. Looking at myself on the mirror, my hair was disheveled and I could see a bandage peeking out of my dress. It was wrapped across my chest and I could feel a dull pain on my back. I saw a hair brush, picked it up and tried to brush my hair. The keyword is tried. The pain intensified when I tried to lift my arms.

I was getting frustrated and irritated at the same time when I heard a crash. My head turned towards the door and there, a young woman of 20s stood in surprised while the tray of foods that she must had carried fell on the floor. She looked at me like I was some kind of a ghost. A minute later she ran to God knows where. I sat there with my mind running around with questions. I continued on trying to brush my hair. Few minutes later, I heard footsteps and came in view are 2 male - one is a young man maybe not older that 24 and another man might be older than 50 -and behind them were the young woman from before and another young woman that could be the same age as the other young woman.

"Gwen, clean these up and bring another batch of food." The older man spoke gently and the first young woman by the name Gwen immediately cleaned the foods that she accidentally dropped. The older man walked towards me and held me gently, guiding me back to the bed.

"You shouldn't be walking around or doing anything my dear. You're still weak with that injury of yours." I sat on the bed with confusion clearly expressed on my face.

"My name is Gaius, this is Merlin, Lady Morgana and the girl before were Guinevere. What is your name, my dear?" I stared at their faces, shocked and confused. Those names are the names of the people from Camelot and they were dressed in a Medieval dresses.

They looked at each other and Gaius asked me again the same question.

"Katherine... Katherine Salvatore. Where am I? What year is this? Why are you dressed like that?" My questions started to pour out till my voice started to sound frantic.

"Calm down Katherine. Calm down. I will answer few of your questions. You are in Camelot. The year is 1154. You have been unconscious for a week and we do not know how you came here. While we were having a tournament, the bright sky suddenly turned dark and with a flash of lightning, you appeared, injured and at the brink of death. King Uther commanded that you were to be brought to the castle and to be healed. We were worried that you might not make it but your will to live is strong and now, here you are." With that said, Gwen came back with a tray of fresh food and put it on the side table beside the bed. She went to the dresser, took the hair brush and brush my hair gently, untangling any knots while Morgana picked up the bowl filled with soup and fed me.

"You have to eat a bit. You have been unconscious for too long and you desperately need the energy. King Uther would like to meet with you after you awake." Gaius told me in a soft voice. Merlin stood behind him looking at me with curious eyes. Morgana and Gwen just smile gently trying to show that they all meant no harm and it did made me relax a bit but I was still brimming with questions.

After I was full - although Morgana still try to fed me more - Morgana and Gwen helped me get dress to a loose emerald ankle length dress. Slowly we move towards the throne room o. The second floor. Along the way there, I can't help but to admire the sight of Camelot in it full glory. The air is fresh and smell of springs. As we nearing the throne room, Morgana gently grasp my hand and move into the room first. After a few minutes, I was led in the room. Councilman, nobles, and knights filled the room and they were all watching me with curious eyes.

In front of me, sitting on the 2 large throne is King Uther and his son, Prince Arthur. On Uther's right side, there sat Morgana on a medium large throne chair. Uther's face was unreadable to me. Arthur's face was however betraying him. He's so curious that it shows in his eyes. Morgana smiled, encouraging me to stay calm. At a nod by Uther, a knight placed a chair behind me and Gaius helped me to sit slowly and make sure I was comfortable.

"I hope you are feeling a bit well, Ms. Katherine." I guess Morgana told Uther of my name. I looked straight to his face.

"Yes, Your Majesty. I thank you for your hospitality and kindness. If it had not been for your command, I would have died. Once again, thank you, Your Majesty." Bowed my head a bit to show respect, he smiled at me.

"No need to thank me, Ms. Katherine. I do, however questions for you to answers truthfully." Remembering back some stories saying that King Uther hated magic and anything related to that made me dread to answer him. But I know that lies will not bring me any good results.

"I have to admit that I too have questions but I do not know whether my answers would be of what you would expect, Your Majesty."

"What do you mean of it, Ms. Katherine?"

"My answers might have you write me off as a liar, a lunatic or have me hanged as a witch." He frowned at me.

"Why would you think I would hang a witch?" I looked at him.

"Don't you hate magic, Your Majesty?" With that question asked, he laughed.

"What make you think I hate magic? I do not hate it."

'What?! He doesn't hate magic? Then does he know that Merlin's a warlock?' I looked at Merlin in disbelief.

"I do know that Merlin is a warlock. I had him here as warlock in training under Gaius's guidance." My eyes widen at that statement. I was shocked. Does this means that all the stories that was told a lie or am I in an alternate universe?

"Please, Ms. Katherine. I hope you would tell me the truth of who you are as we had told you the truth." Looking at Uther's eyes, I can see they were saying the truth. With that, I told them the truth too.

"My name is Katherine Salvatore and I am not from your time. I came from the future." With that said, I told them everything about myself, my family and a bit of the future. After I finished telling them, Uther just sat there contemplating about my stories.

"How would I know what you said is the truth?"

"I do not know how to prove it to you, Your Majesty but I swear on God's name that I am telling the truth." He looked at me and then turned towards Gaius and Merlin.

"Do you know how to know whether she is telling the truth?" Merlin stepped forwards.

"Your Majesty, I do know a way but I'm afraid that Ms. Katherine is not fully recovered to do this ritual."

"And this ritual is..."

"It is the ritual of water gazing. We can see to the future through looking the water but this kind of ritual need a vital ingredient to make it works. And it is blood. In this case, Ms. Katherine." Uther leaned back to his seat and went to deep thought.

"I don't mind giving a little blood. I can handle it." Their eyes turned to me.

"I would need a large amount of blood Ms. Katherine. The future you are saying are too far and it would need a lot of blood and magic to make it work."

"As I said, I don't mind. I want to do this much more than you think. I need to know the truth. To find out whether I can go back to my family. My mother must be worried sick about me. Please, let me do this." I plead and looked at both Uther and Merlin. After a few minutes of silence, Uther agrees with me.

"But any trouble arise, we will stop the ritual. Do what must be done, Merlin." Reluctantly, Merlin conjured a large round table with mirror bowl filled with water. He took out a knife and hesitate to take my blood. He kept looking at me anxiously. Losing my patience by the second, took the knife and slit my palm deep enough for a lot of blood to flow into the bowl and mixing with the water. After enough blood, Merlin cured my wound magically and start chanting.

The blood swirls and eventually faces of people that I know of flashes in. It shows memories of me and my mom, of me studying, of me on adventure, of me finding the ruins of Camelot and of me running from Lucian whose pointing a gun at me. Lastly, it stops and shows me something that broke my heart and soul to pieces.

It shows my mother, crying her heart out while cradling a lifeless body on the ground. My lifeless body. I had died in my time... I DIED! I stared it the image in disbelief but as I saw my mother's anguished face, eyes filled with tears, I began to realize that it was real. I started to remember that I did heard a gun shot, followed by the flash of lightning in front of me with pain on my back.

I felt myself hollowed and only filled with sadness. I reached my hand to touch the image of my mother but before I did, the image fade to nothing but swirls of blood.

"No. No. No. NO! NO! BRING IT BACK! BRING IT BACK! NO!" I tried to touch the bloodied water, thinking it would bring back her image back so that I can continue on looking at her face knowing that I wouldn't be able to meet, talk, hold, or laugh with her anymore. Arthur held me back while I was still screaming for what had been lost to me. I hit him, tried to push him away from me but he was clearly stronger than me. I screamed and screamed until I felt my legs failed me and I fell to my knees still screaming and crying. I don't know how long I stayed that way but after that, my scream turned to whimpers and my cries turned to sobs. I felt so alone and helpless.

"Morgana, please take Ms. Katherine back to her room and stay with her. She will need all the support she can get."

Morgana took me from Arthur's arm and held me close to her. I cried on her shoulder all the way to my room. She and Gwen helped me get in the night dress and kept on holding me until I went to sleep, too tired from all the screams and tears, mental, physical and soul pain.

No one POV

That night, no one could sleep soundly. Their mind kept thinking about the poor young woman that lost everything that she hold dear to her heart and the worst part is that she doesn't even have a physical reminder of the beloved family.

Uther sat on his bed thinking on what to do and he decided to let Katherine to stay in his castle as his ward. Arthur thought of her poor situation and vowed to make he feel welcome and happy as long as she live as her friend and brother, not knowing that it was just a cover for something deeper. Merlin and Gaius also made a vow to themselves that they will help her recover and guide her through her trouble as a brother and grandfather. Morgana, who sat on the bed, leaning on the headboard with Katherine's head on her lap, gently patting her head, trying to ease her pain, vowed to take Katherine under wings and protect her like a sister she never had.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the mountain, a great creature, a dragon by the name Kilgharah woke up and had a prophecy involving a very special young woman whose destiny was changed so that the pavement towards peace and love becomes a reality.

A/N: Thank you for the support and hope your day is blessed by the God.