Chapter 3:

The bell rang, signaling the end of class. "Class dismissed" Ms Clarke called. Everyone got up and left the room. Just as I was about to leave Ms Clarke grabs my shoulder and turns me to face her.

"Arthur it's the end of the school day and I have some questions I would like to ask." I went to reply but she cut me off. "Arthur, last night when you went to meet Gwen, was she there? Now you are expected to tell me the truth."

"What happened?"

"I, uh, oh well you know stuff." I tried avoiding the question, I mean what happens if that whole night was a dream and I'd always been asleep?

"Arthur you can tell me, I won't judge or tell anyone. I won't tell Gwen that I know either. What happened?" She said sternly.

"OK," I blurted out. "Some woman called Morgan left me a letter saying that she'll come for me. That I'll meet Merlin, the lady of the lake and all that stuff. She warned me, about Avalon being taken away by war. What is going on?"I told Ms Clarke trusting her.

I expected her face to be filled with an incredulous expression, but all I saw was understanding.

"Arthur." She shook me so hard, I felt as if my teeth were to fall off.

"Come with me."

I sat in a chair facing Ms Clarke. Her house was amazing. All the walls were a cream colour, the chair that I sat in was white, matching her room.

She began speaking in a large rush. "My husband is Merlin, the young warlock. He has cast a spell to make the war oblivious. When you woke up on Avalon and began speaking to me I realised that Avalon would have a riot. This may be the 21st century but the middle ages have been brought back to us. That's why I've been teaching you, making you study the legend of King Arthur. So your subconscious will wake up to the detail and you will realise that you are the true King of Avalon. Every century this happens, new descendants are brought to Avalon."

Taking this all in forced me to feel shocked, awkward and uncomfortable.

"I refuse to believe it, if it has been happening every century then how do you know; are you over 300 years old?" I replied exasperated at her stupidity.

"Actually, I am over 300 years old and let us not talk about my age as I prefer not to."

" I was a servant in the castle in Camelot, I went to Avalon with King Arthur himself.I became the lady of the lake. I cured and helped his wounds. Niamh is my name, meaning the lady of the lake." Ms Clarke replied.

Suddenly I fell unconscious, my head filled of a woman whom looked like Ms Clarke, tending to my many wounds. There was blood covering my shoulder and my limbs skin was pulled off. The-woman-who-looked-like-Ms Clarke was there, an old rag in her hand carefully touching my every wound cleaning out any bacteria.

"Arthur, Arthur, are you OK?" Suddenly I woke up feeling slightly dazed and it felt hard to concentrate on things.

"Arthur, Arthur?" A masculine voice says to me. As I look up I see a man with a long beard appears in front of my eyes. He is dressed in an old looking robe with holes.

"Arthur" he said "It's your destiny. Soon the world you know will become war, people will be fighting for the top of the feudalism system. Magic will come back, I will be helping you. People will be looking to kill you, you'll meet Guinevere and Lance-a word of advice, don't go head over heels for Gwen she'll go out with Lance your best friend-in the end."

Again I blacked out my brain zoomed into the a puzzle piece and it showed all those weird dreams I was having. Then I zoomed out of the puzzle piece and zoomed into another. That showed my first meeting with Gwen. Then the way Gwen and Lance had been during the assessment-that had been a friendly hug!

I zoomed out of the puzzle piece and the piece fit into the other puzzle piece. I zoomed into another puzzle piece. That then showed my memory of the letter Morgan Le Fay had supposedly sent me.

I zoomed out of that puzzle piece which was then connected to the other puzzle piece. Finally one last puzzle piece connected to the other three making a puzzle.

I zoomed into that last puzzle piece and saw me, Ms Clarke and Merlin talking. I zoomed out of that last puzzle piece and woke up.

"Arthur is every thing OK?" Ms Clarke asked.

"Oh, uh yes of course I'm fine just I guess I fell unconscious." I replied. She's right-they're right all the puzzle pieces fit!