This story came to me out of the blue and completely at random. I thought it would be kind of cool. Everything in this story has a explanation eventually. I have edited both BTVS and Merlin to fit to what i personally think the characters should be like. SO DON"T BE HATING!!! I don't appreciate swearing in reviews either. Constructive Criticism however is different. Now I do not own BTVS, Angel, or Merlin.


The sun had set hours ago, not that it mattered. Dawn was used to staying up what was considered be unbelievably late to most. But she didn't care, she didn't mind the few downsides of her work. She was a watcher. She helped save lives by training the most powerful warriors in the supernatural world.

Her current Slayer was Faith Lehane. She was one of the original slayers and very powerful. Faith was actually part of the reason she was in Los Angeles. Faith didn't get along with Buffy, Dawn's sister, who currently lived in the current Hell-mouth in Cleveland. It was also the location of the Watcher's Council, which was why Giles had to stay there, with most of the younger slayers.

For a few weeks Giles and the rest of the watchers where in quite a dilema. Every watcher they sent to train Faith had the same problem. Faith didn't like them. Since she didn't like them, she didn't listen to them. Since she didn't listen to them, they constantly losing there battles. However when Dawn had gone to pick up a young watcher they were attacked by a Banshee. While the new watcher was freaking out Dawn instructed Faith on how to kill it. obviously it was decided that Dawn would be Faith's watcher.

Being a watcher however wasn't her only duty. She was also a translator for her best friend/brother of sorts, Connor. But that was more to pay the bills, which saving people didn't do very well. It It had been a especially long day, and she was exhausted. She'd spent the entire day in the library, researching. A new demon had attacked last night. It had dark navy skin, and a foul stench. It smelt like some revolting mixture of a dripping wet dog, rotting eggs, and fish carcuses. It had been incredibly strong as well. She and Faith had eventually been forced to run away, much to Faith's annoyance.

Faith hated to run away from a battle, it wasn't her style. Ever since Dawn had become Faith's watcher she had learned alot about her. What sort of things she liked to do, other then sex and killing things that is. She knew her secrets, her desires, and her passions. Dawn liked being her watcher. Even if it was somewhat difficult to get her focused at times, what with her new relationship with Xander or if there was a UFC fight on T.V. Faith was a amazing friend and a truly great slayer. She opened the door to her room and dropped her stuff to the floor.

Dawn collasped onto the bed sighing heavily. She loved her bed, it was big and cozy. It was a queen size canopy, with traditional english floral design and highlighted with the colors amethyst sage oyster. Her room at the Hyperion was specially designed for her by her, and she loved it. It was the perfect escape after a long day.

Dawn kicked off her shoes and crawled under the covers. She had a long day of researching and training tomorrow. She knew Faith would want to get going in just a few short hours. Slayers never needed much sleep and Faith had gone to bed early. She cuddled into her pillows and allowed sleep to overtake her.


Arthur read and reread the archives he didn't know how many times. But he couldn't find a damn thing. There was nothing in these archives on Ethan Rayne, the strange man he had met a few days ago. He couldn't make head or tails of him.

The man had seemed very kind, and trustworthy, but why was he out at such an hour. It didn't make any sense. Any sensible man would have gone indoors hours before hand. Yet there he was wandering the dark streets of Camelot.

No one in the city quite knew what he was doing in Camelot. He had no family, no friends, no business with either the public or his father. The only reason he could fathom was that he'd come for the tournament, however Arthur had not seem him anywhere near any of the event.

He'd ordered Merlin to keep an eye on this Ethan when he had any free time or happened to be near him. Though he doubted whether Merlin could preform this task without somehow mucking it up. He also doubted that Gaius would give Merlin a spare minute to do this. Merlin happened to choose that minute to walk into his bedchambers.

Merlin nodded to him as he placed his dinner on the table. Unlike normal this dinner actually looked appietizing. He'd probably gotten someone else to cook for him, most likely Gwen. He closed the records and pulled his dinner towards him

"So any news on this Ethan Rayne character?" He asked his manservant.

"Well he usually keeps to himself. Just that every night while the kingdom slept he wanders about. I assume he's just passing through."

"Yes, thank-you Merlin. You are free to go, but keep me posted on his actions."

"Yes, sire." He listened to the door close as he returned to his meal. Merlin could be completely incompitent, but he was loyal. He'd stop at nothing till he found whoever it was that was the true criminal in the situation. Even if it wasn't always someone you'd suspect, or who you would like it to be.

He was finished with his dinner in a few moments. He quickly changed into his bed attire and pulled back the sheets. It wasn't long before sleep overtook him, but he had the strangest feeling something big was about to enter his life


Dawn pulled her car, a black 1967 Mustang Fastback Pit Viper, into the empty parking space at the Hyperion Hotel. The hotel had been her home for the last 5 months. Beautiful and timeless, it was like a utopia some days. She opened the large door and walked across the lobby towards the elevator. All she wanted to do was go upstairs and sleep.

They had finally captured the demon that had attacked Faith and herself. It was a chaos demon. Chaos demons were very, very powerful, and this one was no exception. The only reason they managed to actually capture it was pure luck. It was almost as though it wanted to be captured.

Another odd thing was that as they were questioning it, it said the strangest thing. It claimed to have a message from it's leader, or as it called him 'The God's Servant'. The message had sounded a bit more like a prophecy, the 'message' was.

A great and powerful leader has been forseen.

The Key shall bear the son of the soon-to-be King.

Bestowed with the great skills from his father and great power from his mother.

To fulfill this destiny, their can be no other.

The Child shall be the greatest rular the world has ever known.

A ruler for evil or good however the path is still unknown.

Apparently some Key was to get impregnated by a prince of some sort. But princes were far and few between now and days, and there were even less 'Keys'. If memory served her right the only Key around was herself. But that was a highly guarded secret, she didn't know how the demon could have possibly discovered it.

She turned the doorknob to her suite and walked inside. She dropped her laptop bag on the small table to the right of her bed and collapsed on top of the bed. She gazed up at the ceiling and tried to think of this prophecy once more.

Even if the prophecy was about her, she would never even think about having sex with some guy she just met. When she was under R.J.'s love spell, she never even thought of having sex with him. She also definatly had no chance of meeting a prince, let alone bearing a child of one. This just didn't make any sense.

Dawn rolled over and pulled the covers her. She felt the warmth of the sheets and blanket embrace her. She could feel the lure of sleep take-over. This whole prophecy business would have to wait till tomorrow.


Ethan watched her through the seer's pool. The ritual was nearly complete. All he had to do was say the spell. Then phase one of his plan would be complete. He bent to kneel next to the candles he had lit earlier. He closed his eyes and let the words pour from his mouth.

I call upon the powers of Evil and Chaos.

I beg you please to grant my wish.

Find the mother who will bear the child,

send her through time to a very certain place.

She and he are destined to be one,

so bring them together and with great haste.

She appeared almost instantly, in her modern clothing naturally. But that was fine, he'd been prepared for that. He laid out the clothes he had purchased for her before coming to Camelot. The were originally made for that of royalty, the dark purple fabrics that now served as a pillow for the young watcher.

All night he sat by her making sure nothing attacked her. It would be of no use if she was mauled to death before even fulfilling the prophecy, and there were very dangerous creatures in this enchanted forest. He left at mornings first light when she began to wake, he knew Arthur was hunting this morning and he would surely come this way. Then everything would fall into place.


Dawn snuggled into the soft fabric beneath her head. It was comfortable, silky , and very smooth, but for some strange reason it was the only soft Dawn opened her eyes and took in her surroundings. One thing was for sure, she defiantly wasn't in L.A. anymore.