Here is the promised chapter, along with the hope of many more reviews. I only got 2! :(
Chapter 1
Merlin was hungry. He hadn't eaten in 3 days now. He would usually scavenge around the rubbish near the alleyway where he lived, however recently the people who lived nearby had taken to beating him if he tried to go near their houses. It was getting colder as well, winter was always harder for Merlin, for the wooden crate he slept in did very little to keep him warm. As he sat in the alleyway shivering, he tried to remember what it was like before his mother knew he had magic.
Merlin had lived in a house with a small garden with his mother. His father had been shunned from the home, soon after King Uther declared that non-magic folk were not permitted to live with those with magic. Merlin's mother worshipped Uther the way a devote Catholic would worship God, and so she followed his laws no matter the consequence. Merlin's uncle was the next to be banished from visiting the house, even though his magic was very small. Merlin grew up a lonely boy.
His life changed for good when Merlin turned 5. His mother had been cleaning the windows, standing in a ladder, when suddenly the ladder slipped. Merlin saw his mother fall and did the only thing he knew he could. Merlin had known he had magic, but had never told anyone for fear of being kicked out of his own home. However, he refused to be cowardly and watch his mother die because he had done nothing, so his eyes blazing gold, he gently lowered his mother to the ground.
He had expected his mother to be pleased he had saved his life, but instead her face turned red and she dragged Merlin inside the house. She took his shirt and began to sow a moon across the sleeve, like the one Merlin remembered his father wearing. Then, dragging him by the scruff of the neck, she had literally thrown him out the house and onto the street, telling him if she ever saw him again he would regret it.
That had been 10 years ago. Sure, his life hadn't been easy, but Merlin wished more than anything he didn't have magic. He wished he was like other children, with warm houses and nice clothes and regular meals and parents who loved them. Merlin shivered again, and tried to make his ragged t-shirt cover him more.
Suddenly, a rustling sound originating near the entrance to the alleyway where he currently resided sent shivers down his spine. Either another magic user had found him, or the Anti- Magic patrol had. He turned to face the source of the rustling...
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