Merlin's a Girl!

by trillion42

What would happen if Merlin somehow got turned into a girl? And what's the knights and Arthur's reaction? And why is Arthur being so mean to Merlin? Is it because Gwaine is acting like a flirt around her? Is he beginning to have feelings for her? And what happens when Merlin turns back into a guy in the middle of this chaos? Then back into a girl? (This was my first fic, be nice)

7. Chapter 7

Sir Theodore was not of the Round Table, but he still had sworn an oath to protect the king. When he saw the maidservant take a sword for Arthur and then feebly try to shield him, he knew he had to do something. Just as the huge assailant was about to bring his sword down, Sir Theodore's went through his chest. The man fell. Theodore pulled out his sword and took in the scene around him. The battle was now over, and only two had minor injuries, save for the girl. The knight stooped down, and picked her off the king, holding her bridal style. She gave him a weak smile.

The king then stood, smiling with pride at his men, but then it faltered. His eyes slid to his chest, where his armor was stained with blood. He realized it was not his own. His eyes traveled to Theodore. He gasped and ran over, almost ripping the girl out of his hands. Arthur went to the ground, cradling Merlin against his chest. None of the knight there were of the Round Table, so many averted their eyes. With Arthur's glare, they decided it was a good time for a walk.

"Merlin," Arthur whispered.

She smiled. "Hey."

"You're going to be alright."

"Don't make promises you can't keep," she said, her hands going to the gaping hole in her stomach. Arthur stopped her and took her hands into his.

"It was an order," he said. His face was very close to her's.

"You know I never do as I'm told."

"Merlin," Arthur said, using his kingly voice, "I forbid death from taking you."

She laughed and a little blood dribbled from the corner of her mouth. "I never imagined I would die as a woman."

"You will not die."

She smiled again. "You can't control everything, Arthur."

"Watch me," said Arthur. Merlin's breathing became shallow.

"Arthur," she whispered. "I have something to tell you."

He waited, stroking her hair to try to comfort her. "I-I have magic…" her voice was barely audible. She closed her eyes and knew no more.

Grief consumed Arthur. He did not care that Merlin had magic. Tears fell from his eyes. He pulled the body closer to his chest. No one was around. For the first time, Arthur felt hopeless, like life wasn't worth living. He looked at his servant's face and noticed the beauty of it. That face, which every morning would wake him up, everyday engaged in banter, every night said a farewell. He pressed a kiss to his servant's lifeless lips, remembering those times. He noticed something as his mouth consumed Merlin's, tears still running down his face. Those lips weren't lifeless. Breath, shallow and uneasy as it was, was there.

Hope bubbled in the king's heart.

So? What'd you think? And thank you to Loves-the-Supernatural, MegamiTenshiHime, WibblyWobblyGirl, jwolf8791, Kalia-of-Camelot, Abysslullaby, and Laura-Ella for reviewing. Most of their reviews are the reason why Merlin's alive in this chapter. (Okay, I really wouldn't have killed Merlin, but I had to know if people wanted me to.) Hope you enjoyed! :)