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Merlin always thought that if his magic was going to be revealed it would be explosive. He would be protecting Arthur, and in a flurry of awesome power he would know. But it happened on the most normal of days, not with a bang, but with a whisper.

Merlin ran down the steps towards the prat of a king's room, passing more doors than would ever be needed. He walked into the dark room, and opened the large drapes, "Rise and shine, Sire." The lump currently asleep in the bed groaned, turning over. "Let's have you lazy-daisy." He responded in his royal highnesses least favorite morning call.

"Merlin, can't you find something remotely enjoyable to say, to wake me up." The tousled blond hair rose off the lumpy pillows. Merlin smiled happily drawing back the changing partition, and passing the king his clothes for the day. "I swear you are the most useless servant in the entire Albion, pass me my breaches before my sword would you." Merlin passed over the breaches before finishing filling the dollup-head's bath.

"Well at least I am not a Prat." He ran laughing from the room as Arthur threw the nearest goblet at his head, spilling mead everywhere.

Well it wasn't the safest of days, but considering it was Camelot, an attack from a jealous witch was "normal", especially as they were in the middle of a war. Merlin was serving Arthur breakfast when in a swirling of smoke and fire, Morgana appeared in the throne room, her black gowns taking up a lot of space, making her appear larger than she actually was. All the pretty much useless councilors gasped and a couple appeared to be trying to dive under the large table. Guinevere gasped in shock, never letting her queenly mask slip from her face.

Morgana snickered at their pathetic attempt to escape; she threw her arm at the table, as her eyes flashed gold she yelled," forbærne". The table exploded into a harsh fire, as the councilors ran as far as they possible could. "Who would like to challenge me, the powerful seer Morgana Pendragon, High Priestess of the Triple Goddess, and rightful queen of Camelot?" She smirked in assurance of her claims, certain that none could beat her.

A clamor of voices rose in absolute abhorrence of Morgana and her ways, in panic, and in fear of the death of them all. Then a cleansing wind tore through the throne room, pushing all of people to the ground. Arthur stood as if to accept the challenge, but paused at Merlin stepped forward, his idiot friend. "I will fight you," a soft whisper, as quiet as Morgana was loud. Merlin stood his usually clothing making him appear small and insignificant, not accentuating any of his great power.

Morgana choked out a laugh, and boomed out, "How fitting Arthur's pet guard dog, trying to finish the job he started." Her voice bordered on sarcastic, "Always there, behind your master foiling the best laid plans of me, and my sister. Always showing up with the knowledge of how to kill undead armies, who are you Merlin? And what has my brother done to deserve the loyalty you give him?"

Merlin looked at Arthur in panic; the other man's face the picture of confusion. He walked towards Morgana in a confident manner, belaying any doubt that the manservant that he was before was falling away, "I am Emrys, protector of the Once and Future king, and I, Morgana Pendragon, am your doom." Morgana's face fell and fear crept into her eyes as Merlin finished his statement. He stood with a confidence that was the opposite of Morgana's loud claims.

"You cannot be, I would have known." Morgana cried, then remembering her previous encounters with the famed magician said, "You cannot be Emrys, because I have looked upon his face."

Arthur stood up and asked the question that was plaguing his thoughts, "Who is this, Once and Future King, and who is this Emrys that Merlin claims to be?"

"You, Arthur are the Once and Future king, and it is a crime against destiny that Morgana try to usurp the thrown that will be yours now and forever. Emrys is the most powerful sorcerer ever to be born, and was born for the only purpose of protecting you. If you don't believe me, why don't you try to stop me Morgana?" He stepped back and put up his hand in a defensive manner.

She screamed in rage and threw a burst of energy at Merlin, who rolled out of the way just in time. Arthur rolled his eyes at his useless servant. Merlin stood from the rolled and threw out with his hand, saying, "Llosgwchtânsanctaidd, niddiflannu." And a pillar of flame flew towards Morgana.

She tried dissipate the fire, but it just kept coming, bending her will to making it dissapear she yelled out, "Tânynmynd," and the fire was gone.

Then Merlin whispered, "Cymerwch y fenyw nepell o'r fan hon,

gadael ei gwarchod yn lle ofn.

Gwneud iddi gyda cofleidio galon,

y ceidwad yn lle sanctaidd,"

and Morgana dissapeared from their sight. Merlin looked up and whispered to Arthur, "I am sorry," then fainted.

When he awoke he was surprised to see Arthur sitting by his bedside, with a worried expression on his face. Merlin groaned at the pain that he felt from the fight, his injuries not yet completely healed. The king's face lit up at the sight of the healing warlock. "You idiot," he exclaimed to the man in the bed, "You could have been killed. But since you were not, and because when you were sleeping I repelled the ban against magic, I suppose I will just have to make you my new court sorcerer." He laughed at Merlin's facial expression.

"Warlock," Merlin said.

"What are you blithering about?" Arthur responded.

"I'm a warlock, technically, not a sorcerer. Wait what did you just say?" Merlin realized what Arthur had been saying before he got distracted by the wrong form of his name. "You are not angry at me?"

"Well I was at first, but then I thought you were dead, and I got worried. I didn't want to lose my only friend, plus Guinevere and Gaius talked a little bit of sense into me."

"Did you just call me your friend?"

"No you idiot."

"Dollup-head, I suppose we will need a new table." Merlin laughed out.

"I've got a few ideas, my friend."

Please review this is my first every one-shot, and I am kind of happy with it.