A/N: I wrote this chapter while listening to the Doctor Who series 5 soundtrack. I think you can notice cause its all nostalgic and stuff lol.
Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin
"How are the visions?"
"They come and go."
"Has anything else been happening?"
"I keep dreaming of a woman."
"What does she look like?"
"She's beautiful...At least I think she is. I can never remember her face when I wake up."
"Do you remember anything at all?"
"She's a queen I know that or she will be. Sometimes she's my queen sometimes a maidservant."
"Your queen?"
"Yeah my queen."
"The unexplainable drought in Wales continues into its third week. Officials say there were no warning signs that this natural disaster would occur but are doing their best to try and help out."
Arthur lounged lazily on the sofa in front of the television watching the late night news. Merlin was pottering around in the kitchen cleaning up what they had earlier used for dinner. It had been a few weeks since Merlin had moved in and though at times Arthur wanted nothing more than to kill his flatmate he wasn't actually that bad to live with.
"Surprisingly weather reports show of an incoming storm which is due to hit the south of England in the coming hours. Let's hope that the storm makes its way over to Wales and gives the residents here an end to their discomfort."
"This is just weird. I've heard of drought before but never one popping up out of nowhere, especially when it seems to only be a certain area of Wales that is affected."
Merlin looked up from the sink to see Arthur staring intently at the Television screen. He studied the expression on Arthur's face which looked as though he was trying to remember something. Merlin wondered if Arthur recognised the place from his past life as it was where he fought his last battle.
"Camlan...That name rings a bell. I don't think I've ever been there though."
Arthur looked behind him at Merlin.
"Have you ever been?"
"Yeah actually, years ago though. Seems like a life time ago..."
Merlin moved towards the sofa and sat on the arm of the chair.
"You know...they say a fierce battle was fought at Camlan. A battle that ended a great and powerful kingdom."
"I didn't know that...which is weird because I did history in university and I studied medieval battles a lot."
"People question whether this one happened or not."
Merlin could remember the battle like it had happened yesterday. Arthur was a broken man even before the fighting had started having learned of his wife's betrayal. Lancelot had been banished leaving him down one of his best knights. His strength and will to win had left him causing their loss to be cemented before the first swords had met.
Merlin himself had also died that day. Legend would suggest that he was lured away from the battle by a returned Nimue and that she sealed him in a tomb which could never be opened, leaving him to die. This wasn't the case. In truth, what had happened was he had gone to face Morgana alone while Arthur faced Mordred on the battle field.
"So Emrys the time has finally arrived."
Morgana stood on the edge of a small cliff above the battle. Her long hair swayed in the slight breeze. She was still beautiful even if age had attached itself to her as it had the rest of them.
"To think I could have stopped this from happening all those years ago when you were Uthur's ward. I couldn't do it though, i saw nothing of the evil you would become and therefore saw no reason for your death. How wrong I was."
Merlin walked up to her looking every bit the wizard he will be remembered as, gone was the boy who once gave Morgana flowers when she was feeling unwell, he who stood infront of her was a feared and respected sorcerer.
"It had to end like this Merlin and you know that. I needed to be here just as much as Mordred and Arthur did. We have both seen enough of the future to know he has done what he was destined to do and now he needs to leave this world until he is needed again."
Her voice was bitter even though her victory was secured.
"And we have both fought against each other enough times to know if one of us dies so does the other."
Merlin turned away from her and watched the battle below. He knew where Arthur was, right in the centre of it all as usual. He knew this would be the last day Arthur lived and that scared him more than anything.
"So how are we going to do this?"
Merlin's voice was quiet and hesitant. Morgana walked to the edge of the cliff also looking out at the battle.
"Both Mordred and Arthur will die today but only one on the battle field. Just before Mordred dies he will hit Arthur with a fatal blow. The blow will not kill him for some hours, that is when you should bring him to the waters of Avalon."
"Why are you doing this Morgana?"
"It is my destiny. I am to seal Arthur in his tomb then and only then can I die by your hand."
There was silence between them as they watched the carnage below. Despite being enemies Morgana and Merlin had always held an understanding for one another and they respected each other's destinies.
"I can only hope if we meet again there will not be so much hate between us."
"Merlin?"
Merlin looked up to see not Morgana but Arthur waving his hands in front of his face.
"You spaced out for a moment then. You alright?"
Merlin rubbed his eyes and looked at the floor.
"Yeah, just tired. I think I'll head off to bed."
Arthur nodded and watched the young man walk away.
"Okay but remember we have to be up early tomorrow. I have recruit training and you're helping your friend out or something."
"Oh right yeah she's expecting me at 9"
Arthur got up and turned the Television off.
"Am I ever going to know who this person is?"
Merlin smiled and walked into his room.
"Not yet. You aren't ready yet."
Not really understanding Arthur shrugged and walk to his own room hoping for a dreamless sleep to get him through the night.
Arthur found himself standing in a stone corridor listening to the sound of footsteps. He watched the archway at the end of the corridor for movement. Eventually a figure stepped into view but they were too far away for him to see who it was. It was a woman, he could see that. She wore a royal blue dress that seemed to fit her perfectly. Upon her head was a crown giving away her title instantly.
Arthur stepped towards her so he could see her face but as he did she stepped back.
"Wait! It's okay no one will see us."
Not understanding why such words would come out of his mouth he ignored them and continued to move forward towards the shadowed queen. As soon as he was close enough to her she disappeared round the corner and broke into a run. Moving quickly he picked up his pace and followed her down the seemingly never ending hall. After what seemed like an eternity he finally caught up to her and spun her round to face him.
His heart faltered as he looked upon her face. The beauty of the woman was heart wrenching. She smiled and as she did so the royal clothes she wore melted away and were replaced by the plain over used work clothes of a servant. Arthur saw no difference though, all he could see was the love in the woman's eyes. Reaching up he cupped her cheek and smiled when she leaned into his touch. Her hand found its way over his before interlocking their fingers and pulling his hand away. She moved him towards a doorway.
Opening the door he found himself in his bedroom, music system, tv and all. The woman moved him to the bed and sat him down. Once he was say she took Arthur's face in her hands and kissed his forehead and cheeks. Arthur relished in the familiarity of her touch and reached to bring her closer. She moved away from his touch shaking her head.
"Not yet. I'll be there soon Arthur, just wait for me okay."
And with a kiss on his waiting lips she was gone.
Arthur sprang from his bed as a rumble of thunder shook the flat, a half formed word on his lips. As he sat there trying to calm himself he listened to the quiet of the flat and that's when he heard it, movement in the living room.
A/N: Well what do you think? I'm really trying to be smart with this story so I'm taking things as slow as I can get away with. Anyway Review please