A/N: Hi everyone. Sorry for how long it's taken to write a new one of these. I reached 30 favourites recently on RL (Reincarnated Legend) and I decided to upload this. As for a new chapter on RL, I'm currently in the midst of exams but I'll try to update when I can.

The Mordred and Elizabeth Adventures: First Meeting

The girl had arrived a few days ago. She usually sat alone in reception, looking through a book of some kind. The other children just left her to it, letting her keep her peace. It was strange that she never really wanted to play with any of the other children but, at this age, weren't they all a bit strange?

Mordred hadn't really taken any notice of her before that day. He, too, amused himself on his own. He loved playing with the small knight figurine his brother had lent him, making him ride around the sand pit, vanquishing foes with a sweep of his tiny sword.

Cameron, a taller boy from two years above, had never liked him. There wasn't any particular reason for it, of course. It was just bad look for Mordred that he had been chosen.

It had started by the bigger boy tripping him up, sticking his foot out to sweep the smaller boy's feet from under him. Then his things started to go missing and Mordred would often find his shoe or sweatshirt missing from the coat room. The usual hiding place was the sand pit and the youngest Pendragon boy would have to go digging if he ever wanted to get his things back.

If he had wanted to, he could have told his big brother Arthur. He had always said that he would protect him. But Mordred didn't want Arthur to find out. Then he would look weak and small.

That day, the bullying would come to an end.

Suddenly, Mordred's knight figure was swept from his fingers by the grasp of the bigger boy- held over his head so highly that he couldn't reach it. Mordred had always been small for his age, though he hadn't realised how small until now.

"Hey!" he protested, stretching up onto his tiptoes to try and reach it. "Give it back! That's not fair!"

The taller boy pushed his hand up higher, out of his reach. "Why should I?" he asked defiantly.

Mordred, nor Cameron, noticed the small shape climbing up onto the playhouse behind the taller boy- both too engrossed in the situation that was going on right now. Neither of them had seen her attention being taken away from her book, or the determined expression that came over her features.

One moment, she was standing on the roof of the playhouse, the next she had dived off. Cameron had no chance of getting out of the way as she jumped on his back, snatching the knight figure from his hand.

"What are you-" the boy's words were halted as a small fist came down on his head.

"Leave him alone, you big bully," the girl squeaked before hitting him again. "Go back and play with the big kids." Sliding from his back, she kicked him in the ankle. "I'll tell if you don't go, right now!"

Cameron was left momentarily stunned by the actions. Then he growled under his breath before turning and slouching away.

The small girl then looked to Mordred, green eyes sparkling. "Here," she held out the figurine. "I'm Lizzie, by the way."

Later on, Mordred would be able comment on how Elizabeth was '"definitely a sister of Thalia's."