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Gaius hadn't had the easiest of lives. His best friend had been the first magic user killed by Uther and his fiancé had fled the land. He had lived with his sister for a while after he was made redundant from his job as a pharmacist. He had enjoyed that period for a while, as although his sister was a devout follower of Uther, his nephew had lit up his world. The boy had been 4 when Gaius had been removed from the premises by his sister. Gaius often found himself pondering about how the boy was, although he didn't dare try and visit the boy for fear it may bring abuse towards the lad.

For a whole after, he was forced to sleep rough on the streets, even though he had been quite old. He hoped that life would never befall anyone else close to him, his time on the streets had been extremely traumatic and eventful. Finally, Gaius had found an abandoned shop in a slightly rougher end of town, and had used the little money he had salvaged to turn it into an apothecary. He hid his crescent moon under a long coat and so people did not harass him for the magic he possessed. However, as Uther's laws became stricter, he had been forced to turn away many of the magic users that he had helped over the years, making him an outcast to the people he might have once called kin. That was until a young women had walked into his shop. Her name was Guinevere and she was the maid of the Princess Morgana. She was there to procure a sleeping draft for her mistress who was troubled by nightmares.

Soon however, Gaius began to suspect that these were more than merely dreams and that they were in fact visions. This was proved later when the princess herself had come to the shop, begging Gaius to try and help her control her magic, after hearing from some Druids she had met that he was good at blocking magical visions. He had agreed, becoming her mentor and a sort of guardian, and not a day went by when he wasn't glad he had helped the poor woman.

Now, he was mixing a stronger draft for Morgana, whose magic was so strong it had become to manifest into other aspects of magic, especially fire. Suddenly the door slammed open and in burst Morgana and an older boy carrying the limp form of another male. One he recognized as Arthur Pendragon, the 18 year old prince of Camelot and half-brother of Morgana, but the other was a mystery. However he seemed to be littered with horrific scratches and bruises, and blood was seeping through the youth's shirt.

"Oh my, what on earth happened to him!" Gaius cried. "Never mind that," he answered to himself before Arthur or Morgana could even open their mouths, noticing the crescent moon on his arm. He layed the boy down gently on his spare bed and gently removed his shirt, gasping at what he saw. The boy's chest was a mass of bruising with a few broken ribs, which were clearly visible through his malnourished body. Ignoring the gasps from the two people behind him, he began smothering the wounds in a healing balm and wrapped bandages around his body. He knew the boy probably needed to go to the hospital, however he knew that the second they saw his mark they would either throw him out or, in the worst case, hand him over to Uther. Fortunately, Gaius knew a few healing spells that would at least ease the boy's pain, if not heal his ribs. Once he had finished he turned back to face his other guests.

"Who is he Morgana? Where on earth did you find him?"

"I don't know who he is, Arthur found him down an alley being attacked," Morgana explained.

Arthur nodded before adding, "It looks as though he has not only been attacked before recently, but that he was living in the place where I found him.

Gaius pondered over that when a groan pulled him out of his thoughts. He immediately twisted back to face the boy, who was finally beginning to regain consciousness, his eyes slightly clouded with pain. When his eyes rested on Gaius though, the boy jolted up in surprise.

"Uncle Gaius, is that you?"

Gaius was shocked. Could it be? "Merlin?"

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