A/N: So this is my first Merlin story ever! Yey anyway I want this to be a rather long story and it's going to end up going along with Arthur/Gwen
Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin, it belongs to the BBC
1989 wasn't really a hugely special year, not for those who didn't notice the signs. It has been long foretold that when Arthur Pendragon, once and future king of Camelot, finally returned to Albion his return would be shown through many significant signs. So when two young lovers came together one mid-summer night under the light of a rare blue moon they did not know that their actions had set in motion an important chain of events.
Afterwards when they lay together, tired and satisfied, they thought nothing of the bell tolling in the far off distance or the whispered words for a kings return. They will wake in the morning to a news report telling of the sudden appearance of a large round stone table which appeared to be centuries old yet was not damaged by age.
Nine months down the line, in April 1990, an unwilling mother will give birth in the darkness of day as a seemingly endless eclipse hides the sun from all. Her cries will so be joined by those of her new born son as the first light breaks past the eclipse to shine upon the baby.
The unwilling mother looks at the growing light outside of her window and stops her nurse from leaving.
"You must call him Arthur. His name must be Arthur."
"Miss are you alright?"
"It has to be…I don't know why but it has to be."
Her life leaves her in that moment, leaves her before her son can open his eyes and see hers.
The father refuses the child even more so after he discovers his lovers death so the child is sent off to an orphanage.
"What is his name?"
"The mother wished him to be called Arthur."
"Where is the mother now?"
"She died and the father refused to take the baby."
"We shall use his mothers surname then. What is it?"
"Pindrago."
The aging woman who worked the reception at the orphanage was never one for computers so a simple typo from her withered hands cemented the last event in place.
'Name: Arthur Pendragon'
When child is conceived on midsummer night
The round table shall arise
A token of impending Knight
A new born baby cries
When bell tolls five from nowhere
By those who wait a kings return
A whispered call flows through the air
Brought on by lovers passion burn
When Queen rules over land
And world is built on steel
A blue moon gives night its brand
A legend soon made real
Eclipse shall kill the breaking dawn
The once king will heed its call
No light till Avalon child is born
Bring with it love and hope for all.
A/N: So there you go, a prologue. What did you think? Did you like the signs? I research a lot for this opening and most of the signs in there are ones that will apparently show the coming of Arthur. So yeah :D Reviews will bring more chapters quicker.